Kane approached Kate's Café on the last Sunday of July with confidence. It was about time to finish what he started. He walked through the door and was pleased to see that a line of people was waiting to be seated, while his table was empty, waiting for him. Kate spotted him right away and greeted him with a big smile.

"Hey! I was worried you wouldn't come. Your table is ready as always, and your coffee is coming right up!"

Kane checked out her outfit and noticed that it was similar to last week's, but in a different color - red. This time she also wore high heels, red lipstick, and more makeup than usual. He nodded and appreciated the effort. Considering he could have any woman in the world, Kate wasn't sex slave or even harem material, but he decided to add her to his collection anyway. As he walked up to his table, he passed Vicky, who didn't seem to change her dress code very much either. She greeted him with a short, excited shriek.

"Kane!" She ran to him with a bright smile and hugged him tightly. "This has been the best week of my life. Kate is totally the best!"

"That's great, Vicky," he said, keeping his voice calm while he enjoyed the feeling of her body pressed against his. "You have a huge crush on me, and you think I'm the most sexy man on the planet."

He let go of her with a wink and made his way to the table. The ginger followed him, turned scarlet red, and bit her lip. Kate tapped her on the shoulder, taking Vicky out of her reverie.

"I'll take care of Kane; he needs my undivided attention," Kate explained to her new staff member. "Can you handle the place alone for a bit?"

Vicky nodded, her face as red as her hair. "Yes, of course, Kate!"

"You're the best." Kate smiled and gently pushed Vicky away. "Table two is ready to order. Go there first."

"O-Okay!" Vicky left, not without giving Kane one last longing stare.

Kate walked up to Kane, put his coffee on the table.

"There you go," she said, sitting next to him on the couch. Then, she put a hand on his leg. "I missed you," she added softly while gazing at him with big, adoring eyes.

Kane took a sip of coffee. "Good girl. How's it going with Vicky?"

"She's amazing," Kate purred. "I have no idea how I ever managed anything without her. And you were right; She does feel like a little sister to me. Like it was meant to be, somehow. I never expected that after my first impression of her, to be honest."

"Nice. I knew you'd love her," Kane said, stroking Kate's hair. "She's also really hot. Does she get a lot of tips?"

Kate nodded. "You wouldn't believe it. Big boobs do seem to pay off."

"Understandable. But don't worry, I like your boobs, just the way they are."

Kate blushed, but she smiled at him. "Thank you. I thought I could show you the kitchen later. You know..." she whispered in his ear, "For another dessert?"

"I'll take the fruit salad again." Kane ignored her proposal entirely. "No fork this time. You will hand-feed me."

He leaned back and looked at the confused barista. "What are you waiting for?"

Kate got up quickly. "Sorry. Right. I'm on it."

As she hurried back into the kitchen, Kane took out his phone and checked his incoming messages. He looked at the fresh load of images of his various slaves, browsing through them like a catalogue. When he looked up again, he spotted Vicky staring at him. He beckoned her over to him with his finger. The ginger smiled dimly and approached him with rosy cheeks.

"Come here." He patted the place where Kate just sat. Vicky sat down and bit her lip seductively. He was very familiar with that expression by now. "Tell me how you feel."  

"I have such a crush on you." Vicky blurted out, "Like I really, really want to be with you. You're so hot!"

"Good. Make out with me. It will be bliss."

Vicky leaned in and kissed him without hesitation. She was gentle, yet eager, and he loved her taste.

"Very nice," he said matter-of-factly. "I think you have potential."

"Potential for what?"

"It'll be a surprise."

He saw Kate coming back and whispered in Vicky's ear, "Get back to work, but keep thinking of fucking me. And whatever happens, don't ever be jealous."

Vicky inhaled sharply and got up instantly. She went back to work as she was told, but seemed slightly distracted whenever she had a free second. Kate came back with the fruit salad and cuddled once more next to him on the couch.

"Are you trying to fuck my waitress?" She asked teasingly.

"Oh, I will fuck her, alright. I'll fuck both of you very soon, to be exact. You are very happy and excited about that."

"I am. This is... unexpected. But, you know, I was thinking about you all week." She took a piece of fruit in her fingers. He noticed her red nails. She really went all in on this.

"I bet you did. I left the right impression, didn't I?" He opened his mouth and chewed on the fruit. 

"You could say that." Kate slowly licked her finger clean before she picked out the next piece of fruit.

"So, how is it going?"

"Well, business is going amazingly this week. All thanks to Vicky and her followers, and a ton of other good reviews. I noticed a lot more guys than usual, too. Other than that, it's the same as always. Oh, and I went shopping yesterday. Do you like it?"

"Yes, I think you look very slutty. Just how I like it."

"Oh, don't be rude!"

"That was a compliment. I bet you get a lot of attention, walking around like this."

"I really do. Good thing I only dress like that on Sundays. Otherwise, it would be too much, you know? All the stares. I don't really see why, anyway. It's a totally classic and casual look, right?"

"No. It's a slutty look. You look like a slut, and you look like that on purpose. You dress like that for me, and we both know it. You love the stares you get, because it‘s a confirmation for you that I will find it slutty enough."

"I always feel like you can see right through me..." she said, her voice taking on a dreamy quality as his words seeped into her mind. "I didn't know it was that obvious. Oh, well." She shrugged.

"The mango tastes delicious, by the way. And I love how your tits look in that red tank top."

"Thank you. My fiancé didn't want to let me go this morning," she chuckled. "Can you believe that? He said I look like a hooker. Of course, that was just what I wanted to hear. Although I had to let him fuck me to get him off my back. I almost fell asleep, to be honest."

"What, you're still letting micro-penis in?"

"Well, yeah, of course I am. I mean, he is the man I'm going to marry after all, and I do love him. It's just something I have to go through, you know? Gotta compromise, for the greater good."

"Hmm, no, I don't think so."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I don't like to share. I want exclusive rights to your body, so to speak."

"What? Don't be ridiculous. He would know something was up."

"I don't care. Today was the last time you slept with a man other than me. Your body belongs to me. You won't let anyone else have it unless I say so."

"O-Okay. You're right. I won't sleep with him anymore. I promise."

"I think that's not enough, actually. Turns out, I'm a bit greedy, you know? I don't like to share."

"But... I already told you. I will only let you..."

"I mean the engagement. You have to call it off."

"I... You're right, I have to. It just... doesn't make sense to get married to him."

"That's right. You don't want to marry micro-penis. You don't love him anymore. You love me and only me. More than anything in the world. There can't possibly be someone else in your life. You will break up with him tonight."

"I will. I only want you, my love. We can finally be together."

"Good girl. I'm completely irresistible to you."

"God, you are! I love you so much!"

He frenched her then and there, and Kate embraced him eagerly. A lot of people were staring at them, but Kane didn't care. By now, he was secretly hoping someone would make the mistake of speaking up. Kate only had eyes for him now. After the kiss, she fed him another piece of fruit while gently stroking his leg. Only when he squeezed her tits did she inhale sharply and look around, visibly embarrassed.

"It's fine," he whispered in her ear. "You don't care about them."

Kate arched her back and let out a soft hum as he playfully pinched a nipple. He loved that dull smile on her face.

Just after he finished his salad, he noticed the commotion. Kane got up from the couch and didn't listen to whatever Kate's question was. He walked up to Vicky, who was arguing with someone who looked very familiar.

"I'm sorry, Jim, but we need this table. These people have a reservation."

"My name is George! We were dating until last week!"

"Listen, buddy, I'm pretty sure I would remember that, don't you think?"

"I told you, there was someone here who brainwashed you! I'm not leaving until you hear me out."

"Come on, man. I'm really sorry if I hurt your feelings or whatever, but don't you think it's time to move on? Like, you are essentially a stranger to me. If we were dating, it couldn't have been that serious, right?"

"No. It was very serious! There was someone who messed up your memories. Please, you have to believe me, Vicky. I'm not even saying I deserve a second chance or anything like that. I just want to make sure you're safe."

Kane wrapped an arm around Vicky. "Hey, is everything okay here?"

Vicky looked at him adoringly. "Yeah, just some weirdo who doesn't want to leave. He comes here every day and stares at me. Usually, he's harmless, but sometimes he's just odd and annoying. What was your name again?"

"My name is George, god damnit!" George shouted, completely exasperated.

Kane chuckled. "Hi George, would you mind not scaring my girl?"

George blinked slowly as he looked at him. "Your… girl? Who are you?"

"I'm Vicky's boyfriend."

"B-Boyfriend? I didn't know you had a new boyfriend. Since when have you been together?"

"Uhm, I don't know exactly... But yeah, he's my boyfriend. So would you please leave me alone, now? You can come back tomorrow if you make a reservation, okay?"

George shook his head in defeat. His eyes pierced Kane's, but there was no sign of recognition to be found. He then got up, saying, "Okay... I'm leaving."

Vicky clapped her hands. "Yay! Thanks, babe. You're the best!"

Kane frenched her, and the busty ginger embraced him with passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck and completely forgot herself. Kane squeezed her big tits, causing Vicky to moan into his mouth, their tongues still twirling.

"Go on, kiss my neck," Kane instructed, and Vicky complied. He found himself standing in the middle of the Cafe, with everyone staring at him as he made out with the new hot waitress. Even Kate just stood there and watched them.

While the ginger kissed and sucked on him, Kane became increasingly horny. It was time for an announcement. He took a long breath, and then he shouted:

"Everyone who doesn't work here, leave, now! Leave all your cash on the table as payment with a tip. You had an amazing time here, and you can't wait to tell everyone how great this place is!"

There was a sudden rumble of chairs, as everyone in the Cafe quickly got up and hurried to get out. In less than a minute, the door fell into the lock, and they were alone. Vicky was still smooching and sucking his neck.

Kate walked up to them, slowly, as if approaching some unknown danger.

"How did you do that?"

"Don't worry about it. Come here."

Kate's expression lost all tension as she came closer, and Kane gently grabbed Vicky's hair, pulling her off his neck. He used his other hand to grab Kate's head in the same fashion and made them face each other.

"She's super sexy and irresistible to you," he stated, addressing both of them. "Make out with her. Relish it."

He gently moved their heads closer together and watched them lean in. The brunette and the redhead closed their eyes and kissed each other, tenderly at first, and then with increasing passion.

Kane let go of them and started to unbutton his shirt. It was time for dessert, and he still didn't know which flavor he should try first today.