About two months later i was still friends with my oldest buddy's and i was OK with that, i had good old Mary Jane to keep me comp[any if i had any wo...ries and that too was alright, only if i ran out that is.I had only just turned 14 also, and my friends had gone into all that 'online community' shit and i didn't really like it specifically 'my space', well anyway i made an account and got on with it. So I was browsing through it on a Monday and all of a sudden i spy a friend request, from Alex. Oh, and before I forget, while you're in this room, there is a dress code for working out. It's the only room like that, and it's because this room is right off the lobby. Unless you're in a private session, and the front door is locked, you must be properly attired while you're in here." Gretchen was staring into Nina's eyes while she said this, as if she was looking for some kind of reaction.Nina looked at her rather quizzically. "Properly attired? What does that mean? Is there some specific. They worked on the wayhe reached for things, and the way he swept his hair back. Even on theway he looked at his watch and the how he held and sipped his drinks.This went on for days. She coached him in feminine gestures, and handpositions and movements while talking, female body language, all verysubtle, avoiding showing too much exaggeration like a theatrical dragqueen. All the while, she had him practice his limited Spanishvocabulary in slow, soft and low intonations. Which wasn't. We didn't want to spoil the mood, after all.There was a small bathroom with shower, behind an iron door, at the opposite end of the room from the entrance. There were pulleys and D rings attached to the ceiling beams in convenient locations. Most of the fun devices were in the other part of the basement, but we did install some basic accouterments in our sex slave's living quarters. These had our bound teen's undivided attention. Watching him look from one to the next with wide, terrified blue.