Stephan sat in the library, smoking a cigar and looking for a file folder full of papers. Occasionally he would scratch a note on one and another he would wad into a ball and throw into the fire place. He heard a noise at the door and turned to see the maid.

"Dinner, Sir"

Nodding, he placed the file back into the wall safe, closed the door and spun the dial. Turning he strode out of the library, down the hall and into the dining room. There he found, Lisa, Steve, and the slut Abby, awaiting his arrival.

"Well, I am glad to see everyone on time! Looking at Lisa he made sure that she was wearing the required low cut gown with the back of the skirt slit to her waist. Nodding, he turned his attention to Steve who was dressed in a tux. Stephen himself was in a well tailored and obviously expensive tuxedo. Looking at abby, Stephen saw that she was in the required one piece shift which exposed her tits and left her nether regions open for easy access. She knelt at the left side of his chair. Moving to his place, he sat adjusted his chair and then nodded. Only then did Lisa and Steve take their places.

Turning to Steve, "I assume that the training of the sluts ass has started appropriately? "

"Yes, Sir"


"And Lisa, I see that you have arranged for the sluts wardrobe. Tonight you will have her in your charge. She needs to learn how to please another woman. See to that if you will!"

With those words he signaled to the maid and she began to serve the meal. The aromas were inticing. Abby, who had not eaten for hours, licked her lips, wondering what would be done about her dinner. Her answer came when Stephen took a second fork from the table, stabbed a piece of roast beef and offered it to her.

"Come on slut. Eat! "

Another lesson for her had begun. She was learning just how dependent and how helpless she really was.