He Becomes Her Master

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked.

"This slut and I worked together until a few weeks ago. She is the dumbest slut I've ever met. She almost got both of us fired but I managed to save my job but she lost hers. I agreed to let her stay with me, but the stupid slut can't do anything right. I got tired of paying for everything, so I decided to have her service a few of my friends. Last night she was supposed to go with that man. I knew she wouldn't do it voluntarily so I had him **** her and take her to her new home. I sold her as a **** to him. She was supposed to be in his dungeon right now. Now I have to refund his money just because a goody two shoes stuck his nose where it doesn't belong. So now she's your problem." The woman growled and walked out the door.

I stood there flabbergasted at what I had just heard. Now I was standing in a hotel room, with a naked woman still kneeling on the floor looking up at me. This had to be the strangest thing that had ever happened to me. I stood there for a minute or so trying to figure out what to do. I slowly walked over to the bed and sat down.

I wasn't certain what to do so I asked, "What is your name?"

"I'm Carrie." She answered. "What are you going to do?"

"Me? What are you going to do? I just tried to help you. You can do whatever you want." I answered.

"But I don't have anywhere to go. I don't have any place to stay. My only outfit is covered in puke, and my Mistress just disowned me." She said her head lowered to the floor looking at the carpet.