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  Audrey waited until he turned to the new girl before she bent down to eat the warm meal.   It was a welcome change from the liquid diet she had been on since they had left the garage, and one she had to earn by complying with the washing station.
    Tiana backed away to her mattress when the cowboy approached and unlocked her cage.   He walked up to her slowly and raised a hand to unhook the chain from her collar.   “Easy, Tiana.   We’re just going to get you cleaned up and take that tape off your wrists.”   His voice seemed to mesmerize her with its steady, deep beat, but when he grabbed her arm, she broke.
    “Please… please let me go,” she cried.
    His finger pressed into her lips.   “Hush, sweetheart.   You know there is no speaking.”   Dillon was rewarded with a sob.   Still, the girl did not scream and fall into the thrashing wildness he was anticipating.   Some of the young women had to be dragged the length of the truck, but Tiana allowed him to lead her off the trailer while she shuddered and quietly cried.
    The steel building was huge, and Tiana turned to look at the black metal beast that had become her prison.   Dillon pulled her attention forward to an open shower area with a drain in the cement floor.   He locked her collar to a chain in the wall, and although he usually kept the new slaves’ wrists bound and washed them himself for a week because they were so traumatized, he varied his routine with Tiana.   She felt his knife cut through the tape and he peeled the rest of the sticky silver binding away, and her arms dropped to her sides.
    “Spread the stuff in the white jar under your arms, on your legs and on your pussy,” he said.   Dillon turned to sit down in a chair a few feet away and watch her.   It would be interesting to see how well she followed his order.
    Tiana realized that it must be some kind of depilatory, and she reached out a trembling hand.   Her arms and legs were quickly slathered, and the cream burned to an uncomfortable degree.   She shook slightly in pain and fear, and silently stared at the floor.
    “It will be done, regardless.   Now, unless you want punishment to go with it…”   Dillon smiled when her hand reached for the cream again.   She continued to cry quietly, but she spread it on her pussy and shifted with the burn on her sensitive lips.
    After five minutes, Dillon told her to rinse it off and wash herself.   “Turn around, Tiana.   I want to watch you.”   His cock was throbbing as he watched the small girl soap up her long hair.   Her arms stretching to suds up the dark tresses forced a delightful little arch that thrust her breasts out invitingly.   The uneasy affect this particular girl had on him was still bothering him.   When she finished, he had her brush her hair and braid it.   The waist-length ponytail was pretty, but impractical for training.
    He unchained her, and instead of leading her back to the truck he led her towards the table he used for piercing.   Cock be damned… he did not understand it… but, he needed to fuck her.   Tiana was slightly shocked from the humiliating procedure in the shower, and she nervously sat on the edge of the table.   He pushed her down and she shuddered, but she did not make a sound until she heard his zipper.
    She closed her eyes tightly, trying to fantasize as she had when she had been with Adam.   This time, when her mind managed to travel to the darker sex of being bound and helpless, her partner had long jet black hair that matched his eyes and mustache, and the tall strong body of the cowboy.   Tiana felt him push into her wetness, and all of her fantasies crashed through her mind.   The perpetrator she had been using for arousal was Dillon, and she felt a wash of cream coat her insides as her pussy began to squeeze towards release.
    Dillon’s eyes narrowed when he thrust into the unexpected moistness, and he felt the girl responding to his plunging.   Her eyes were