”My questioning gaze must have said it all.“Please do not go, let me explain.” His voice wavered and that confidence I had seen all night disapp...eared. “I saw you eating alone tonight and I saw how you ate and I knew you understood. I knew you shared my passion.”“What passion? I don’t understand.”“Food, you love food, you ate with such longing and I knew you were the one.”“I love to eat food but I don’t understand all of this.” My arm swept the room as I indicated everything I saw.“Please just. “I think you look gorgeous, but then I always think you look gorgeous, no matter what” Christian said without thinking about it. “What was that?” Maria asked as she looked at Christian with those beautiful blue eyes“Uhh nothing” Christian mumbled as he got up “I have to go finish getting dressed” “Did you say I look gorgeous no matter what?” Maria asked as she too stood up and grabbed his hand to keep him in the room.“I did” Christian said as he started to blush. “You are the most beautiful. I told her to turn round and repeated the drying procedure down her back paying particular attention to her round buttock cheeks and arse crevice.Once done I returned the hair dryer to the box and took out her new attire. Returning to the cage I threw the clothing through the bars.“I will return in an hour with your food slave…..and I want when I enter the dungeon for you to be wearing those” I pointed to the articles on the floor.“And whenever you are dressed from this moment on, you will at. I put a hand over my crotch. Smooth as a girl's, of course.I looked back at the old me, in the doorway. "What now?" I asked."Well," he said, "I know what you're thinking. Is this permanent or do I just get to play and turn back? Sorry, it's for life." You didn't say that!" I didn't not say that. So, some things you need to know. Your name is Tiffany and you're seventeen years old. You 'borrowed' the car from your new pimp. He knows where it is because of the tracker in the engine. He'll be here.