Well

With the vibrating eggs in their pussies, Donna and Lacey made sure not to miss a single order, as both wanted to make sure they were fucked by Mr. Masters.

The lunch rush rolled around, and Mr. Masters watched from his office. To think his cafe was doing so well...

He saw an attractive college girl sitting at a table by herself.

Mr. Masters needed her. He went out.

"Hello, welcome to Masters' Cafe. I'm the owner, can I take your order?"

"One reuben, please," said the blonde.

"Okay. You know what I want?"

"What?" she asked, confused.

Mr. Masters whipped out a pocket watch. "I want an attractive young wife I can share this place with."

The blonde was instantly put under by the watch, and Mr. Masters led her into his office.

"Are you single?" he asked her.

"Yes." the blonde said.

"What's your name?"

"Ellie Van Slyke," said the blonde.

"Okay. Ellie, when I wake you, you will become my wife and co-owner of this cafe. You will insist the employees call you Mistress Ellie. You love watching me fuck the employees because you know that's the only way to keep them in line, and you have no respect specifically for my ex-wife and ex-stepdaughter. Okay?"

Ellie nodded.