'In about five hours.' 'That sounds perfect. Though I have to admit, I'd long since given up on you honouring your promise.' The man's voice resonated disbelief down the phone. Without betraying his annoyance that his word had been questioned, David Proctor replied smoothly, 'I always keep my word, but as I promised you the best, then you've had to wait until I found the best. There are many who are merely good. This girl is excellent.' Proctor could hear the breathing of the man on the end of the line quicken in anticipation.

'Then I will prepare myself.' His mobile still clasped to his ear, David flicked the harnessed breasts of his lover absentmindedly before saying, 'And you know what to do when it is time for her to depart again?' 'Don't worry, Proctor! I have the instructions you sent. Transportation can easily be arranged for the time of her departure.' 'Then I'll leave you to your forthcoming pleasures. I look forward to your report.' Hanging up the call, David bent to his submissive, kissing the sides of her gagged mouth as he stared into her hopeful eyes. With a salacious smile, he pressed another number into his phone pad. 'One more call, my darling, and then it will be your turn.

' A small mew of frustration escaped from her lips as, for his fifth phone conversation in succession, David walked away from her. Proctor needed 100 per cent of his concentration for this final call. 'I'd be careful if I were you, young man, or you'll build the abilities of this young woman up to the point where my expectations will be so great, she can only disappoint.' 'Miss Sanders will not disappoint.' 'If you say so, David.' Ms Webster snorted out a derisive laugh. 'Then I'd better get ready for her arrival. Does she know what is expected of her?' 'Beyond being given your address, she will be told nothing until her arrival at your home.

' David paused as if considering giving additional information. He decided against it.