Disclaimer: This story is based on the legal slavery concept developed by other authors. I have placed it into the NonConsent/Reluctance category as the concept inherently is. However: in this little universe of mine consequences of slavery are perceived as an inconvenience/annoyance at most. This is because slavery in real life is horrible and I dont want to write about horrible things. The woman in this universe are generally enjoying their experiences- thats not realistic but my Stories are explicitly not supposed to be realistic (if thats a dealbreaker for you, i'm sorry).
Additionally I have to add that this story is the first time i ever wrote a fictional story and i mostly made up things so im sorry for any chekovs guns i develop along the way.
Marie's Slavery Adventures Part two
Marie looked at her phone. She still had some time before the manager would return and went to get some coffee at the local café that was inside the mall. She noticed the waiter ogling at her collar, but he didn't say anything. After sitting down waiting for her coffee she started thinking about what happened. She realized that she stumbled upon a rabbit hole of intense feelings and desires and despite it being extremely exciting she decided to be more careful from now on. That didn't stop her from inspecting the box Sandra gave to her though. It seemed to be aimed at single girls living alone that were interested in slavery so that they could try out the 'lifestyle' on their own. "I'm not sure if calling it a lifestyle is fitting" Marie thought. On the front it featured a kneeling nude girl with a metal collar around her neck. The Box was made by a company called 'Straw Girls Corp' which had as a logo the symbols for females connected with an iron chain.
The boxes contents listed as the following:
Introduction to Slavery and basic self-Slave Training (a DVD),
Self-Slave Conditioning by Mistress Kotori (another DVD),
Slave Yoga Courses for your own 4 walls (also a DVD),
A training collar (whatever that meant),
A leash,
A set of cuffs,
And a couple of brochures and government guidebooks.
The waiter that noticed Marie's collar a few moments earlier returned with her coffee and saw Marie studying the box. "If you're interested in slavery, I happen to know a guy who can get you graded and some training for a good price," he exclaimed in a polite, matter of fact kind of way.
Marie hurriedly put the box back into her bag and with a hand on her collar she replied "No, Thank you, I'm fine. By the way would you happen to know where I can get this collar removed? I was supposed to get a visitors collar, but they only had real ones" she said showing the plastic tag. "And it seems to be locked shut."
"You should ask at the reception close to the main entrance. But I don't know if it is staffed today with the convention and all." he said putting down Marie's coffee.
As tomorrow was going to be a Sunday, she realized that she might have to stay in this collar until Monday! There was no way she would show up to work in a slave collar so she already thought about reasons to call in sick to be able to go to the mall to get it removed. She made a mental note to take Anna along or her friend Sarah the next time she had to deal with slavery. In order to prevent getting mistaken for a slave, tied up or molested again she decided to just spend the remaining time checking some emails on her phone. She chuckled at the thought that she would get paid for the time she spent tied up in a Sex Shop.
After the short break she could feel her limbs relaxing and her mind clearing. It was time to head back to the Slave Store and finish her business. By now there were notably more people in the mall. Most of them regular free people checking out the stands, ogling at the slaves on display or those being led around by their owners. At this point Marie got used to the sight and didn't pay much attention and just tried to make her way through the crowd towards the slave shop.
One stand however caught her eyes: 'Geralds Ponygirls'. Next to it stood four girls almost identical in height, with perfect postures and toned slender bodies. Obviously, they were nude except for the leather strap harness encasing their body, the tall leather collars around their neck and the bridle gag head harness. Their arms were folded behind their backs and a rather solid looking belt was locked around their waists. That must be where the cart gets connected Marie thought. Obviously their feet were locked in knee high leather boots with hooves. She had heard of ponygirl slaves of course. It was something unique to the UK out of all the countries that legalized slavery. It had been a 'sport' for nobles to take village girls and train them as ponies for centuries. In the years before slavery was legalized there were only a few people left keeping the tradition alive on their most rural estates, only holding small events in secret. Recently though the 'sport' had increased in popularity and trained ponygirl slaves were amongst the most expensive slaves with well performing ponygirls being famous like other sport celebrities. And rightfully so. The four girls emitted a sense of grace, the female body sculpted to perfection, Marie thought to herself.
It was hard, but Marie managed to stop staring and move on towards the Slave shop. The shop was packed with people and Marie soon found out why. A slave naked girl was on her knees sitting on a small machine that emitted a quiet buzzing noise. She wore a steel collar, a steel belt around her waist and steel cuffs around her hands and ankles. The restraints were connected to two metal poles, one vertical and one horizontal, that formed a small cross. The chains didn't give her much room to wiggle and forced her upper body in an upright position while her pussy was stimulated by the vibrator. She was surrounded by a group of men and a few women ogling her. Most men had notable bulges in their pants and some of the women made derogatory comments towards her. "She's in a perfect position to give out blowjobs" Marie thought, and as If someone could read her mind a man stepped forwards, unzipped his pants and shoved his dick into the poor girl's mouth as the crowd cheered him on.
"Hey stop that! You gotta pay for that first!" the receptionist from earlier shouted out as he rushed towards the man.
Looking over to her Marie noticed a man with a small tag reading 'manager' leaning on a wall with his arms crossed and a smile on his face. Marie walked over to him showing him the tag on her collar and explained what she was here for. The manager chuckled at Marie wearing a slave collar and asked her to follow him into a small office behind the counter. Once inside the back office Marie checked the enslavement papers and found out more about the girls and how they ended up enslaved. All of them were students at the local university in their first terms. Since they all came from Germany, they quickly became friends. It was in the Slave Psychology class where they developed an interest in Slavery and according to the report all of them volunteered to be slave graded when the class visited the 'York Slave School'. After the grading they all signed their enslavement papers and were sent off to Sam the Slaveman to be sold.
Everything seemed to be in order. Marie could have been finished right here but something made her hesitate. In between them getting graded and signing their papers four days had passed during which they were held at the 'York Slave School'. That wasn't irregular but Marie thought she should make sure the girls weren't pushed into signing.
"I want to see the girls to get some additional verbal approval." Marie said.
