We were vacationing in Vegas when I won our little Pet in a poker game. I remember when I first took ownership of her. She was a tiny little thing obviously not been well care for. The first thing we did was getting her some food. When we got back to the room she ate like it was the first bit food she'd had all day. It would be a few hours before my wife returned back from shopping. I had plenty of time to clean her up.
After she finished her food I began to question her. I got the feeling she had never had a kind owner before me. She so was skittish and flinched any time I moved near her. I had her stand in front of me so I could take a good look at her there were bruises all over her body. Some small cuts and abrasions but I did not see anything that looked to concerning. "Is there anything that hurts too much?" I ask.
She says, "No Master thank you Master." In a little bit afraid tone.
I took her to the shower and started washing her off. "Are you afraid of me?" I ask.
"Yes Master." She answered. I place my finger to her chin lifting her face so I could see her eyes.
"You have no reason to be afraid of me I have no interested in hurting you." She seemed to calm down a bit after that I cleaned her up and dried I her off. She already looked better then when I first saw her.
I called my wife to tell the news not 100% sure how she would react. We had talked about getting a slave but never did more than talk. She was shocked but said we would talk when she came back. So I turned my attention to my new slave kneeling at my feet. I told her to stand and sit with me in one of the recliners I held her tiny frame in my arms grabbing a blanket and tossing it over her. I told her. "Life will be better from now on." She eventually relaxed and fell asleep curled up on my chest.
My darling wife walked in while I was watching TV with our new little one asleep on my chest. "She's cute." My wife comments as she takes a look at the sleeping form on top of me. "So what do you plan to do with her?" She asked.
"I thought we might keep her, all I think she needs is a little TLC and we can give her that." I respond.
I felt our slave stir on my chest she tensed as she saw my wife. "This is my wife Mia." I say.
"Hello Ma'am." She responded.
"Why don't you tell us a little about yourself?"