Amy Did Well

"Amy."

Her eyes fluttering open, Amy saw her gothic mistress towering over her. She stretched, wondering how long she must have been asleep on the couch. She looked over towards Heather, but the fetish dom wasn't there.

"Where did ..." she began to ask.

"Heather is back in her shop. She said she didn't need a babysitter to watch over her, and plus, you were asleep at the time, so you couldn't object to her leaving," Mistress Jezica explained.

"So you know about what happened with Carmen, then ..." Amy said, a sad expression entering her face.

"I do."

"I'm sorry I failed you, Mistress."

"Oh, dahling, you didn't fail me. Yes, Carmen took a bit more work than the others, but she eventually did succumb."

"So you're not mad at me?"

"On the contrary, I'm quite pleased. Your first assignment was done well," Jezica said, alleviating a lot of Amy's worry. "Would you like to see them?"

"Are they done?"

"You slept for a very long time. Come, we can check up on each one. Even that cop that interfered with our plans. So who do you want to meet first? The new April? The new Carmen? Or Grace, the cop?"