Captive Passion - Part 2

The man in the bathroom with me walked up to the woman and whispered something into her ear, then she went and put the day dress back.  " Um... is there anything for me to wear miss?" I asked. She replied with a simple "No". I've come to accept the my ideas of normalcy aren't going to be the same here, where ever "here" is. I finished getting ready, and the man lead me out to a room with large table that had an array of foods spread out on it. " Sit down, and wait here. " the man pulled out a chair for me. Then the man went and stood against the wall. I sat in the chair naked and waited nervously for the unknown, with guards stationed in all corners of the room, until the man the man I had seen earlier this morning entered the dining room. Everyone who was sitting stood, everyone who was attending to something stopped, and I stayed seated in my chair unsure of what to do.  The man's gaze landed on me, it took me a moment to notice that he wasn't looked at my face, his eyes were fixed on my now hardening nipples which reminded me that I was naked. "I see you kept her naked as I requested," He said to man who had gotten me ready. The man walked towards me and I listened to the sound of his foot steps on the marble floor that brought me back to this morning. " We didn't get to meet properly this morning, you're going to call me Master or Sir." Then he walked to the other side of the table and sat in the chair across from me. The people in the rooms who I assume are worker all came to finish bringing food and uncover dishes.  The man motioned to the food " Help yourself." I didn't give a second thought to eating the food that my captor had provided. As we ate the man chatted as if he were having brunch with a friend. I didn't get a chance to get a good look at you this morning, so I'll do that now."  With that two of the guards in the room came to me, one held my arms back, the other held my legs open.  " Master " walked over and  took one of my breast into his grasp and pinched my nipple causing a moan to escape my mouth. "You like that don't you?" "No," I lied.   The man ran his hands down my body as his fingers gently but so sensually grazed my skin causing goose bumps to rise.  He took a moment to brush my landing strip down with his finger then using two fingers he spread my meaty lips revealing my wetness that was now glistening in the sun light that entered the room and running down my ass cheeks onto the chair. He examined my pussy for a moment, he ran his hand back up my body causing my back to arch until his hand reached my hair. In one sharp yank he pulled my hair back forcing me to look up at him. " Don't lie to your master you dirty bitch! " he said through his teeth  "I'm sorry Sir," why am I apologizing I wondered.  "Do you know what happens to bitches who lie to their masters?"  "No," I fearfully replied.  "I'll show you"  TO BE CONTINUED.