Bain studied the woman he was to train with a curiosity he had not felt in years. She was filled with pride and arrogance, her strength pulsing from her eyes as she looked at him willfully.

I am going to enjoy breaking her spirit, he thought. It was always the strong ones who made the best slaves. Snapping his fingers, two of his male slaves hurried to her and put her collar on, the chain loud as it dragged across the floor. He smiled as he turned to her husband, a wealthy Colombian crime lord.

“Give me two weeks and your bride will be of a better mind to know her place.”

As he took the crime lords hand to escort him to the door, his eyes fell upon her thick hips. Images of her ample ass making him throb. Her reddened ass cheeks as she begged to please him.

“Yes, this will be exciting,” he thought as his slaves tore her clothes off.

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