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Mike, meet my Katalin." I told her, "He will return you to me safely." I handed him her leash, confident she'd wrap him around one of her little fingers during their dance.
Stephanie tapped me on my shoulder, and asked, "May I have this dance please, Shawn? Seeing you with her I've begun to realize how stupid I've been. Is she really your slave?"
"Yes, she is my slave, Stephanie, but it's under her own free will. After six months I tired of doing nothing but drinking and grieving over losing you."
"You will never know how much I regret that stupid decision, Shawn. Paul's children are all older than me and they've made my life a living hell! We haven't married yet, and life as a slave seems a welcome alternative."
"Stephanie," I told her honestly, "please take some time to reflect on any future move you make. Your last major decision hurt both of us very much, I sincerely hope your future is happier."
"Thank you, Shawn. That is so very kind of you to say after the cruel way I treated you!" Steph dashed sobbing to the restroom, with her girlfriends close behind her.
Mike returned Kitti's leash to me with his profuse thanks and admiration for her, then left. I knew he was insanely jealous of me!
Kitti immediately asked me, "What has upset Stephanie, Master?"
"Stephanie seems to have decided her life with me was not so terrible as she'd thought, and she'd been cruel to me by leaving as she did. A few months ago I'd have gloated to hear that, but now it only makes me sad for her."
"It makes me sad too, Master." Kitti said. "Her loss and my gain, but I can't gloat either. I'll go see if I can help comfort her."
I had never met a charmer like Kitti! First, she gives my ex a mind blowing passionate kiss on their first meeting, then she attempts to comfort her for her regretting leaving me? She should have gone into the diplomatic corps, instead of modeling.
I began wondering if all Hungarian women were like her, then I decided they couldn't have been, otherwise there never would have been a World War I or II! Five minutes later my Princess Kitti, Stephanie, and her girlfriends all appeared back on the scene. They were arm in arm, giggling, and behaving like life long friends!
In my heart I knew my Kitti had been negotiating with Stephanie, and this could cost us both dearly. Kitti smiled at me and I frowned. She frowned at me and I had to laugh. "Darling," I pleaded, "Please don't do this to us so soon after us becoming a couple. Can we at least wait until we get home to discuss it?"
"Of course we can, Master." Kitti purred soothingly. "After all, it's not like you are the impulsive sort of man who would decide to take a slave overnight!" From the subject matter, I knew I was in trouble then, and Steph was once again the catalyst!
I made a decision right then the McGregors would be out of town and unavailable for several days, consummating our new relationship.
I told Katalin, "We are leaving now, Kitti, gather your things, please."
"But, Master..." She stammered.
"Shall I make this an order to my slave, or an urgent appeal to the Mother of my just conceived child? Either way, Kitti, it's for the good of our family we leave now."
We left a few moments later, and I told Kitti we'd go by the house to pick up another car with more room and some luggage. She asked me, "How many cars do you have anyway?"
I laughed, and told her honestly, "Now you've asked me a tough question, Darling. I suppose one of the accountants could tell you. They may be driving all the others for all I know."
"How much may I pack then, Master?" She asked.
"You will have plenty of room, Dear." I confided, "We'll take the Lincoln Limo for comfort. It's a ten passenger car. We may come back in the Hummer, if you buy too many things you want to bring back here."
We changed into more casual clothing and loaded her things into the Limo, including her prized paprika and caraway, and our remaining deli treats.
I asked, "Would you be more comfortable in the back where you could stretch out? It will be at least a two hour long drive."
"No, thank you." She said, "I will be more comfortable up front where I can hold my Master, and the father of our child."
"Will your manager report you as missing," I asked, "or avoid the police?"
She laughed musically, "Oh, he would never call the police! His own legal status in the world is still in question. There are several countries in the former USSR trying to extradite him."
Her pretty head was in my lap, and I caressed her smooth shoulders and back. "Are you here on a work visa, Kitti? If so, we'll get our lawyers working on something more permanent."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Master, I hadn't considered that."
I used the car phone and called a friend of mine, an official high up in the Houston Police Department. We'd been college room mates, and friends ever since.
"Dave, old friend, old room mate, remember when I paid off your student loans?" I'd gotten very friendly when he'd begun to protest the hour at which I was calling.
He asked, "Okay, Shawn, who did you kill this time?"
I laughed and told him, "It's nothing like that, Dave, but if you happen to hear I assaulted, kidnapped, and unlawfully imprisoned a beautiful young Hungarian national by the name of Katalin Baschalde from my hotel, it's all true."
Dave was sputtering and totally beside himself now! I told him, "Relax Dave, before you have a stroke. Here, I'll let you talk to her."
Kitti giggled at hearing our conversation, she took the phone. "Dave, this is Katalin Baschalde. Master left out the best part where he carried me from his dungeon where he'd chained me, tied me to his bed, and impregnated me. I am in love with the father of our child!"
"So you wouldn't support charges of any kind pressed against him?" Dave asked.
"Support charges?" Kitti retorted. "I will fight for my master tooth and nail!"
I took the phone back, then told Dave, "It might be better if you said I'd rescued her from her brutal ex-KGB manager."
"Okay, Shawn." Dave agreed. "At least you saved us some wiggle room. I'll get right on the damage control in the morning, which happens to be a couple of hours from now. I'm going back to bed, and you buy the drinks next time!"
We were nearing the drive way to our home on Lake Livingston. I reached for the remote control and Kitti's beautiful head popped up in time to see the tall steel gates swing open in front of us. The garage door also opened which triggered remote sensing lights around the house.
She could see a long driveway, several acres of yard, and a large building. She came to a reasonable assumption, then asked, "Is this a motel?"
I snickered and told her, "No, this is one of your lake homes, young lady. I'm sure it needs cleaning, too! When your little body gets heavy with our child, I promise you I won't beat you too harshly for slacking on your duties."
My Kitti reached up to my cheek and wiped away a tear with a fingertip, then kissed it. "I am certain you won't either, Master." She kissed me adoringly.
We parked the Lincoln Limo next to the Hummer and the WWII Jeep in the garage, and I carried her luggage to our master bedroom, then showed her to the master bath.
She decided to shower, and I joined her. We held the interaction to affectionate kissing. I knew she had to be exhausted.
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