Time to change up the game a little so I invited her to my place for dinner that I would prepare. I kept her wine glass full and it definitely affecte... her. When we moved to the couch and I started up a chick flick, I sat close to her and got no objection when putting my arm over her shoulder. During the sad part she snuggled up to me and finally during the romantically sexy part, I bent over and kissed her.She seemed to be struggling with something but got right through it and started kissing. She moved her hand over her breast until they became taut. She moaned. This was leading to something that she was loving. She moved her other hand slowly toward her stomach resting it there for a short while before she moved to her neatly trimmed middle. She moved her fingers between the folds of herself and let out a soft sigh. It felt so good. Normally this would not even be something that she would do, but the thought of Jen and the fact that she was so lonely left her with no other choice.. Did you wait?"I nod yes."Good boy. Then you get a treat. I am going suck on your dick before we fuck."She tells me to lie on the bed. She comes up to me and the kisses me some more. Her fingers find my cock. It is the second cock she had handled in so many hours. The fact is not lost on me. It further excites me.Then she kneels on the bed and starts sucking on my wanting tool. She is lost in thought. She seems miles away.Debbie is getting excited. I can read her body.Then she moves over me. She. If the latter, any chance I might have of ever escaping my slave status would be significantly reduced. But I was already becoming resigned to a life as a sex slave.The car drove for close to an hour. I could make out little of the surroundings in the moonless night. I wondered what my new master would be like, and what he would expect of me. Would he want a hot, eager slave slut, ready to throw herself at his feet and split her legs widely, begging to be raped? Or perhaps a shy, reluctant girl.