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"Yeah," the mailroom guy replied.
"Suzie always sends them to Roman House," the Receptionist replied. "I better get her tagged. The delivery girl be here soon."
I watched helplessly as the receptionist reached into the drawer and pulled out a red baggage tag with the words ROMAN HOUSE printed on it enormous letters. I screamed into my gag and tugged furiously at my handcuffs, trying to signal the enormity of the mistake.
Naked, caged, and screaming into my gag I looked no different than the other slave girl who had behaved the same way a few hours before. Suzie was right; one naked slave slut looked much like the other.
I sweated bullets as I waited in the lobby. Every minute or two the elevator would PING and the door would open, bringing in a new face to observe my naked humiliation. Every time the door opened my heart skipped a beat, wondering if it would be Suzie or the genderless delivery person with her fucking orange hand truck ready to wheel me away.
PING!
Two interns back from an early lunch. They smiled at my nakedness as they walked by.
PING!
An overweight secretary who glared at me with hatred and disgust as she waddled past, doughnut in hand.
Where the fuck was Suzie? What the fuck was tax apportionment anyway? Was I really going to be delivered naked to a slave market because Suzie was spending the morning jabbering about taxes?
PING!
The janitor winked at me as he pushed his trashcan past.
The two interns went downstairs for coffee. They ogled me as they waited for the elevator.
PING!
An old man and his wife came in for an appointment to discuss their wills. The old man regarded me appreciatively; the woman less so.
PING!
The two interns returned with their coffee, walking slowly by my cage to get a good look.
PING!
Two of the lawyers who had been meeting with Suzie stepped off the elevator.
"Looks like she's going to Roman House."
"Too bad. I wouldn't have minded some of that sweet slave twat."
"No kidding. I bet you Suzie makes a pretty penny on her ass."
"I bet Suzie would look hot in a collar."
"No kidding. Jansen would love that. He'd love to steal all the business she's getting."
As the men walked down the hall I wondered if Suzie realized how treacherous her subordinates were. Probably, as Suzie could be pretty treacherous too.
PING.
The stress was unbearable and I was sweating more heavily than I had been when I was exercising. Dehydrated, with my mouth forced open by my bit my drool was literally running down my chin, but with my hands cuffed behind my back I couldn't even wipe myself.
By the time the delivery woman finally wheeled her orange dolly off the cart I almost felt relieved. In a final gesture of futility I tried to open the tiny, cheap padlock on my cage with my nose as the receptionist and the delivery clerk exchanged pleasantries.
I fell backwards against my bars as the delivery girl tilted my cage backward and rolled the handcart toward the elevator.
PING!
I saw her Gucci shoes before I heard her voice.
"Well, well, well!" Suzie said, stepping off the elevator and kneeling down in front of my cage. "What do we have here? Hear any good lawyer jokes lately?" she said, laughing.
Smiling her most devilish smile, Suzie reached through the bars of my cage and playfully wiggled my nose. "It looks like someone accidentally got herself marked for shipment to Roman House! The question is, what do we do with you now?"
- COMMENTS
StoryTeller07about 1 year agoExcellent story! Anyone who likes domination / submission, twists and drama will like this. It was obvious what was going to eventually happen, but how? It must be read to the end, with the journey being the deliciousness of reading. Still more to rea! Hooray! Thanks for the great story, Gary
Anonymousover 2 years agoIf someone pulled a stunt like this on me or a relative, I would get the ultimate BLOODY payback if it took 'til the end of my days. The passage of time would not cool my ardor, as the best revenge is ice cold. This mercenary lawyer deserves to be drawn and quartered.... slowly.
Anonymousalmost 4 years agoI am sure you invested a lot of time in this story but for something so complex and controversial - the path you took - so far - has been too predictable and bland.
I guess in your slave world a pretty 20 something chick has no friends or family? OK, but not realistic. I find most chicks I know don't go to the ladies room by themselves. Let alone walk down the path of slavery with no conversation with anyone but a slaver she met 2 months ago and a thesis advisor with clearly a very different agenda (known by the Psych PhD candidate).
Your story started out complex but sadly became predictable by chapter 2, I hope that changes in later chapters but a few graphs into the yoga slavery I was thinking will she go topless or just nude soon? I must admit I found that exciting but somehow when it happened - it was predictable.
I hoped the first nude dance in the slavers office would be sexy. Sadly it read like a historical biography. Sorry - its a well written historical biography.
Lets accept the premise this girl really got off on submission - OK. That can be a very compelling read, Many people cope with addictions that they know are not good for them yet the addiction keeps calling their name - until when they are weak it takes charge. I didnt get enough sense of inner struggle. That said, some of the undergraduate chicks I knew who got PhD's were just as stupid... :)
If you re read the first few paragraphs - the story seemed complex - about a high school dealing with male domination and slavery.
Many people find stories of odd world - not everyone stupid, insane or weak to be very interesting. That was what I was hoping for - more complexity and struggle leading perhaps to some unfortunate ending.
I wish my review could have been more positive
Tanukiover 6 years agoI liked the twist Suzie put on the story, that was like a well laid out ambush and I felt Tracy's helplessness, bound and gagged. Very erotic.
I'm not sure the conditioning is believable to me. We've all trained in sports, dance or other things, and don't respond automatically as a result. But it's certainly an entertaining storytelling mechanism so I don't mind too much. I'm glad to focus on psychology continues, for it let's Tracy convince herself she's different from the slave girls. :)
Anonymousalmost 7 years agoExcellent story Joe. I was hoping for an expansion of the earlier version of this story. This one is even better, much more intense psychologically as the slippery slope is stretched out till Tracy has surrender mentally without even noticing.
