Quinn woke up as the 19 year old slave girl entered the room with breakfast tray filled with coffee, a danish and a platter of fruit. She stretched and yawned and held out her hand which was quickly filled with the coffee cup. She took a sip and then another long gulp and felt her sleepiness fall away from her.
She looked at the slave girl. She was a cute thing. She was five foot 1 but had on 4 inch heels which put her at five foot 5. She wore a corset that showcased her bare breasts and had crotch-less pantyhose on. Her figure was voluptuous, with large breasts and luscious legs. Both breast and ass had red streaks from a riding crop that had been used on her the night before.
"Good morning Mistress. What can this slave do for you?"
Quinn smiled slyly. "What do you want to do?"
"Anything you desire Mistress."
The conditioning had worked quite well. Sensory deprivation, beatings, humiliation, repetition of words over and over had transformed the once spirited young college girl into this docile little bitch. Quinn though loved testing the conditioning and seeing if there was any spirit left.
"Oh anything? How unimaginative. Surely you have a preference on how you wish to be used."
"My only wish to serve you Mistress."
"Liar."
The dark haired girl's hazel eyes blinked rapidly as she struggled not to cry. She was terrified of doing something wrong. She was utterly terrified of angering Mistress Quinn.
"Well slave? I called you a liar, what do you say to that?"
The slave tried to think of an appropriate response. She was always supposed to do what Master James and Mistress Quinn told her to do. She was always supposed to reinforce her own status as a slave and her owners were always right.
"I... I do only wish to serve you Mistress. Anything you want I'll do, please Mistress tell me how I can serve you."
Quinn grinned viciously. "Oh really now? Are you saying I was wrong?"
"No Mistress, you could never be wrong."
"Ah then you are a liar?"
Now tears did begin to gather around her eyes. She knew she was trapped she knew she would face punishment.
"I'm sorry Mistress, please forgive this slave, I'm so sorry, please..."
Quinn yawned and then lashed out with her fist and buried it in the slave's stomach. The slave doubled over in agony, Quinn may have been a petite woman but the strength of her arms was undeniable. Quinn loved dealing out punishment to slaves and the pitiful whimpering of a slave was music to her ears.
"You stupid bitch. How dare you lie to me. You'll be punished when my husband returns. Oh you will be punished. James hate's liars, he might even do away with you all together. Maybe sell you to someone who wants to do a snuff video."
"Please Mistress I'll be good you don't need to tell Master James, please Mistress."
Quinn grabbed her hair and pulled her face up. She gathered some saliva up and spat violently into the college girl's face.
"And now you want me to keep secrets from my husband? You must have a death wish."
The girl was now weeping, practically gibbering with terror.
"Quit your sniveling cunt. Go draw me my morning bath and continue with your chores before you really upset me."
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