She was trained by a man...hands on.

"Your lover here might be a lesbian by choice...but she didn't always have a choice.

You see, I contacted Steve- the man that trained you."

Chantal gasps. She just thought he was dead by now.

You pull up a video for all to see, explaining that the man kept good records on all of his subjects...but especially Chantal.
He knew that she had become a **** Trainer, so cherished his memories- and footage- of her being a worthless bottom.

"To learn from the best- at the time- she had to fully submit to him.

She was naked, tied and gagged- fully available to him..."

"For that moment at least, he owned her- body and soul.

She had no will.
She had no escape.
She was his to enjoy like a little bondage slut!"

"He wouldn't tell me for sure if he ever fucked her...but he must have right.
Did he fuck you, slut?"
Chantal can't even speak if she wanted to (which she doesn't).

"She had to be taken like a helpless bondage slut to learn how they think and how they break.
The only reason she didn't become one is that he intentionally didn't take the last few steps to break her.

He said that he got 10% of her profits as part of the deal. She was worth more to him that way, he said.
I don't feel that way and Jenni doesn't either.

Oh man- look at this hogtie she's in. That's tight!"

"Now I already know the answer, but I'll let Jenni here guess- do you think she passed out?"