<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/5d/5c/a6/5d5ca6ff557c6e7eea159dd035e48469.jpg)</div>Blindfolded the Countess Z waited, bound as she was with her arms bound behind her.   She waited expectantly as she heard the slaver speaking with a prospective buyer.   A senator is what is gleamed as she listens in silence.    Looking to purchase a present for his son.   The blindfold is yanked away.   She blinks her eyes as the room lighting at first is brighter to her then it really is.   Her eyes water in response.    A hand clasps her chin and turns her head.   As the slaver comments on her beauty.<br/><br/>The senator then takes a hold of her chin and lifts her head.   He asks a question of her.   Her mind races to answer.    Her memories  are blurry, she takes to long to sort through them.  It irritates the senator it draws a slap upon her left cheek as the palm of his hand comes down, and he smacks her for disobedience.   It draws the answer from her with a rapid response.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes master I am trained in giving pleasure."</strong><br/><br/>The countess has never been trained.   The slaver has a partner that is a sith.   Who has pushed the suggestion into her memory and gone in and twisted her memory all  mixed up.   Z believes she is always been a slave, trained to pleasure.   The collar that she wears,  keeps her thoughts mumbled as well that she is in a constant state of arousal.  Evident by the puddle at the apex of her thighs as her folds glisten and her nipples point fiercely with being engorged thick with arousal.  So that the combination of the sith mind manipulation,  the  slave collar neuro inhibitor along with the increased libido she exhibits.  Helps reinforce it all into Z believing that she is a sex slave and has always been one.<br/><br/>The slap and sting of pain across her cheek not only had her give a prompt response but spiked her arousal, thanks to the collar.