"Why should I keep her?" I wonder as she cries.
I am tired of weak slaves crying tonight.

I sit in my chair and close my eyes, my mind wondering back to the evening with Suzette.
She tasted like sex when we kissed. She thrilled my body when we hugged. She made me wet as we erotically danced together.
I hope she will call. If she has a boyfriend why was she at the club alone?
If she has a boyfriend why were we making love on the dance floor while others watched?
Why do I want her so?

Zoe looks pathetic sitting there bound. Her eyes red from tears, her hair frazzled and her body stretched tight by her bonds.
I think I shall throw her out!
But I think how well she has served me and the times we have had together.
Throwing her out like trash would be a disgraceful thing to do.

Perhaps Mistress Stiletto still wants her.
I have too many things on my mind at the moment. I untie Zoe and order her to her room.
"Make yourself presentable tomorrow. Then I will decide your fate."

I head off to bed intending to think of Zoe's future but I know my mind will wonder off to the night Suzette and I spent together...