"Oh yes, Master," slave-girl Kasumi called happily as she opened the door. "I can't wait to get back to your home!"
"My home?" sputtered Mr. Ichinose. His wife would have something to say if he turned up with Kasumi wearing that - which was almost nothing at all and a steel collar, cuffs and slave chains. "Oh, bother. I gave you the wrong package!" That had been meant for her next visit, he'd brought her something suitable to wear home - it wouldn't do for her father to find out. "Why on earth did you put that on?"
"It just felt right, Master," Kasumi replied. "Would you prefer me to go naked?" She raised her hands to lift her slave tunic.
"No! Just change into this!" He handed her the other package.
"If it pleases you, Master," she said doubtfully and began to change right in front of him.
Mr. Ichinose barely noticed as the girl stripped down. His mind was in a panic. Turning her into a slut for a few hours was harmless fun but he'd just noticed something alarming. There wasn't a lock on that collar and Kasumi had made no effort to remove it. Now dressed in ordinary street clothes, Kasumi still wore the collar and gazed at him with slavish adoration.
"Thank you for alowing me to wear clothes, Master," Kasumi giggled as she fingered the material. "But don't you find this a bit ... frumpish?"
"It's fine," he told her absently. "Can you do something to hide that collar?"
"I guess so," she told him doubtfully. "But why would you want me to? I'm proud to be your slave. I want everyone to know what a wonderful master I have."
"Yes, well," he hurumphed. His wife would kill him if he went home with a slave girl. Never mind his wife! "What would your father say about this ... slavery of yours?"
"My father?" Kasumi laughed throatily. "Don't you remember, Master? Daddy sold me to you!"
And suddenly Mr. Ichinose did remember. He rushed over to his desk and pulled out the bill of sale. Somehow it had changed from a costume purchase into a slave contract and he had the strangest feeling that, somehow, it was all perfectly legal.
He breathed a sigh of releif. If Soun Tendo beleived that he had sold his daughter to him he wouldn't be out for blood. Why had he thought that he would be?
He turned back to Kasumi and smiled. "You're right. I don't know what I was thinking. Of course I want everyone to know what a great piece of arse I own. Put your proper clothes back on."
"Oh thank you, Master!" Kasumi squealed with delight and stripped down. "And thank you for bringing me to work today. I had a wonderful time!"
(Posted Fri, 22 Nov 2002 07:30)
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