Although I could have used [Dreamweaver] to track down and find Gwenneth more quickly after the night she dared to steal my two slaves, I was in no hurry. And of course, there was a reason behind my nonchalance.
A few days prior, right after I had thoroughly enjoyed pounding Delilah into multiple climaxes and humiliating her right under Gwenneth's nose via the hidden camera, I gave her a command.
"Listen carefully, Mom. I have a task for you," I said, my voice low but laced with absolute control. "Gwen will undoubtedly come to rescue you and Angel. So, when she comes, you are to subdue her and bring her to my bed."
But then, a thin smile touched my lips. "However... should she anticipate this and manage to incapacitate you, then she will surely try every method to break my control over you. Well, that's when you must try even harder."
Delilah listened intently, her breath slightly hitched.
