When we tried to order our food he then informed us that he was sorry the supplies had not been delivered yet but the chef could put together a seafo...d dish of what he had and it would take about 20 minutes and would that be ok , we agreed that would be fine. We sat people-watching and both of us found the red wine was very enjoyable. It was just over 20 minutes later that we had a very large seafood dish placed on the table with a bowl of salad and several other smaller dishes.The meal was. She was nowhere to be seen. Since she would be playing the lead in today's rehearsal I assumed she had a private dressing room and was preparing there.I did see one naked dancer at the other end of the room and recognized her right away as Jennifer Maisten, the slave I had seen unconsciously masturbating at the SlendaBond training facility in the cylinder room. I walked right up to her, introduced myself and began fondling her breasts and nipples. Jennifer seemed to regard it as purely routine. And he'd specifically told her not to be a "bitch".It was obvious to her now that her dad had, in fact, promised her to this guy. Why would he do that? Why would he treat her like a prostitute? It didn't matter, she thought. It was clear now that her dad didn't care about her at all. Everything he'd said about wanting to protect her, to make her a "good" slut so that she wouldn't end up diseased or pregnant or whatever, had been bullshit. Obviously she was nothing more than tits and pussy to. I didn’t realize that I had the door cracked enough for anyone to see in. I was lying in bed stroking my cock, and looked up to me my own mother watching me stroke. I didn’t miss a beat, and continued to stroke while looking at her. My mom opened my door and came and sat next to me. She told me that ever since Rob passed away she hasn’t been able to have sex with anyone. I looked at her, and took my hand off my cock. She replaced it with her and stroked my meat up and down. I closed my eyes,.