I had to giggle at my own silly expectations of some visible miracle that would mark me with the "no longer a virgin" stamp of approval. I looked in t...e full length mirror at my slender and well- shaped teenage body thinking that I was now a full-fledged woman and ready to engage in any kinky act that popped into my fertile mind.I noticed the red balloon floating above the bed and I pulled it down to place in front of my pussy mound like some stripper in a gentleman's club in the red-light. No right to food or water other than sustenance. The Owner is a harsh one. Slave only receives the food in a slurry, and must drink all water from a dildo, in the main living hall that also has a cage for bondage if there is no work to do. The slave willingly was trained, and then sold. All proceeds to the trainer. As a slave, she has nothing. Nothing but constant humiliation, punishment and work.The owner is displeased and zaps her nipples, she dare not jump, she dare not raise her eyes. Her. Until now. With his words, she found herself wanting it in like nothing else. ‘Suck me. You can’t help yourself, can you? You want my cock and you want to taste my come don’t you?’ ‘Oh, yes, please, please, let me suck you.’ The new object of her ambition had sprung free and she moved to grasp it with one hand while she scooted forward on her knees. With her other hand she pushed him back to give herself more room. ‘I tried to tell you Doc, but you wouldn’t believe me, and now you don’t want to. Natasha, this is Federico, owner of the best Spanish restaurant I have ever frequented," he introduced them."I am charmed, even if not in the same sense as Gavin. Pleased to meet you, Senorita," Federico curtsied, "Would the two of you like some wine, before I send your waitress here?" Yes, thank you, but only two glasses. Neither of us can afford to be tipsy right now, especially with the drive back to work. Some of your Spanish red wine would be nice, Federico," Gavin ordered."I understand,.