The next morning

I am up early to train my asshole client. I hate to do this on Saturdays but he gets to pay my weekend fee. We finish with his boxing and I am back in my car. I check my phone and see two mails from Resh. Both have pictures attached. The first one is the exciting one. She send a picture of her panties, drenched in pussyjuice. She added 'I woke up like this. I've dreamed about yesterday.' I check the other pictures, but that is just food. Sunday comes and goes with a short video of her sucking on a banana. In the evening I get a message.

'Max just got the video of me giving you head. He said he smelled my breath on Friday and asks who you are. I went to touch his dick but he jizzed into his pants instantly. I told him he wanted to be a cuck and told him to stop asking questions or I will stop sending him videos...'

'Good girl, but don't forget: You have the authority over him. Once you are in my presence I require you to be devot and obedient. Got it brown sugar?'

'Yes hot young stud. I miss your cock...'

I don't answer her. She needs to learn that I make the rules. She continues with her food pictures and I don't comment on them. On Monday I have some fun. I send her something via a courier and wait for her reaction. I get a picture back.

'Very funny.' She snap a picture of what I send her. One brown sugar doughnut and one Boston Cream.

'You deserve a treat, I hope you like them. I can't wait for tomorrow.'