Ryan pulled his cock out of her mouth and smiled, "Excellent Job, my slave..." He patted her on the head, "I'll see you in the morning..." Ryan then headed upstairs.
And so it went over the next week. He would give her a meal and then they would have sex. He would give her a clean camisole and panties every day. Soon it was time for her to go home. Ryan entered her cell with a pile of clothes. There was a navy blue jacket with a matching skirt. A light blue blouse. A green bra with black lace and matching panties. Stockings and heels. "Unfortunately, my slave... It's time for you to go home. Here are your clothes, Amelia. Get dressed and I will take you back to your car..."