“Food?”She turned towards me. I have no idea what she was about to say but the sight of the food stopped her in her tracks. I hadn’t given her a...knife or fork, partly because I forgot but when I realised I didn’t go back. I didn’t want to risk getting stabbed before she knew who I was. Should I have worn a stab vest instead of fake muscles?She starred at the waffle. “How... how did you know?” She looked up at me and then at the waffle and then the mug. “How?”“Eat,” I said. “This special for. Why in hell was I so damned curious about this woman?"Look Jack the food is almost ready; would you go and call Beth for breakfast?" Sure." I set down my coffee cup and walked out of the kitchen. When I opened the bedroom door Beth was laying on her back, sound asleep, with one arm over her eyes and the covers kicked down around her feet. Her Redskins jersey had ridden all the way up around her waist and I had a perfect view of that nether region between a woman's thighs and obviously she. Her labium, both inner and outer, were slightly lengthened, as was her clitoris. And, finally, a small grommet was inserted in her nasal septum, allowing the attachment of a ring by which she could be led.Once Tulsa's recovery ended, her training resumed. Now, though, her indoctrination focused more on the skills that would be found useful in a slave, rather than being designed to simply humiliate and degrade her. Tulsa and several other slaves at the clinic were taught such valuable topics as. I gently put my hand on the back of Diane’s head to press her mouth into Jennifer. Jennifer responded by a soft moan leaving her lips. As I finished removing Jen’s slacks, only her black lace thong remained. As quickly as I could, I removed the garment. I could smell her wet pussy. The slightly musky fragrance was intoxicating. As Jen stood there in her naked glory. She began to assist me in disrobing Diane.It seemed to me that Diane was a bit nervous. Here’s a gorgeous woman, her new boss,.