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 Rightful Place Part 2

   The woman in the business suit in a matter of fact tone said, "Going
somewhere Mr.  Flanders." He stammered, "No, not really." "Good."She
responded, have a seat you and I need to have a talk."

   As he sat he lost all sense of reality, he could feel nothing, and all
he could think of was how this was happening?  Thoughts of running went
thru him but he figured maybe his only chance was to stay cool, convince
him he was not going anywhere and still make his plan happen.

   The woman sat across the table from Rob and shuffled thru papers, she
again without emotion said, "Be patient Mr.  Flanders, I will be with you
in a moment." He responded, "Uh, ok, I will go to the bathroom while I am
waiting." She said, "No, you stay right there, I will let you know when you
can go to the bathroom, I think you need to start getting used to taking
orders instead of giving them." She went back to shuffling thru her
paperwork, he just muttered, "ok" and sat quietly.  He was never as nervous
in his life as he was at this moment, even when he waited in the Dr.'s
office that time 4 years ago to find out that the diagnosis was luckily not
cancer seemed to be less nerve wracking than this.

   Finally she was ready and said, "Robert, you are considered a flight
risk and as such I hereby am officially giving you your appointment.  She
slid a piece of paper to him that had 2 pages, quick glance showed one was
the appointment notice, it listed the name of his representative it also
listed the new address he would be residing at.  The second page was
directions to his representative's home.  He asked, "Why is there a map
here?" The woman responded, "Robert, I will give you a chance to ask
questions when I am ready to answer them, until then you will listen to me
answer my questions and follow my directions, do you understand me?" "Yes."
Robert meekly responded.  She went on, "Good, now those papers are your
appointment and a map to your owner.  We aren't here to take you there just
to make sure you are aware that you are officially appointed so as of now
you are the property of her, if you try to escape you are breaking a
federal law and we will follow you to the ends of the earth to bring you
back to where you belong.  I am afraid we will take the idea of you denying
your owner her slave as a very serious offense you no longer have any
rights of your own but only live to serve her.  As of now everything you
own belongs to her including your mind, body and soul.  I hope you
understand that it is now a crime for you to disobey her orders.  Do you
have any questions?" He had a glint of hope as her realized he would be
allowed to travel to her himself...at least he hoped.  He said, "When do I
have to report to her?" The woman responded, "I don't know, here is a
sealed envelope written by your owner along with this box from her, when we
leave you can open it and read her instructions.  If you aren't at her home
at the time and day in her instructions she will report you as missing. 
You will then be found and brought to her, she will be charged with the
cost to deliver you and my guess is she will make you understand that she
isn't happy, I would highly avoid that, remember you belong to her and she
has every right to do anything she chooses to you, you're owner is not a
person you want angry at you."

   The two officers stepped to either side of him and one pulled out a
white plastic looking device.  She told Rob to hold still and don't move
she wrapped the plastic around his neck, it kind of resembled a big zip
tie, she fastened it and tightened it till there no slack between his neck
and the collar.  She then took out a remote control and pushed a button, an
audible beep was heard and she pronounced the unit activated.  The woman
spoke, "Ok, we are done here, read that letter obey it without question and
delay; any attempts to escape will be very unfortunate for you.  I hope you
understand that you are now a slave and nothing more, so I wish you good
luck but more importantly please go serve your owner with great effort."
With that she got up and the 3 of them left without another word.

   They were gone and he was left with his thoughts, silence and that
letter and the box.

   He opened the letter, the collar around his neck was quite bothersome
but removal of it seemed impossible.  Hands shaking he unfolded the letter
and began to read it:

   Dear Robert, Welcome to my world, as you know, you officially belong to
me, my name is Holly Redmon, you will refer to me as Mistress Holly, I
believe that will show respect and you are going to need a lot of respect
because I will demand it from you.  I know you aren't happy about becoming
a slave to another person but that is immaterial.  The important thing is I
am completely ecstatic to have you.  I will use you to my benefit and I
will treat you as the servant you are.  I will expect you to be at my home
at the appropriate time, not one second later, any delay in your arrival
will result in a severe punishment, don't push me, you will soon be here
and you will be my personal slave for the rest of your life, just accept it
and serve me well.  In the box you have are the following items, a cell
phone, a GPS device, a credit card and a shirt.  To explain the contents as
of 9:00am this morning I was officially made the sole owner of all your
possessions as such your current cell phone is turned off, your credit and
bank cards are all cancelled and are now replaced with a different card,
that card will only work with my permission, in a great twist of technology
when you swipe it the cost and items purchased will be sent to my cell
phone for me to approve or disapprove the charge.  I am very stringent on
what my slave is allowed to spend so anything not necessary will be denied.
The cell phone is very limited, it can only be used with the numbers
pre-set in it, I can override this but you cannot, right now there is only
one number in there, mine, if you have any questions you can only ask me,
your only contact will be with me, since I am not giving you permission to
speak to anyone else so I see no reason for you to be able to contact
anyone but me.  The GPS device has only one address in it that is where you
will be heading shortly.  Do not deviate from the route in any manner, if
you even pull one mile off the route I will know it and I can promise you a
harsh lesson.  If you think you know of a shorter or better route to take,
don't.  Your job is now to do nothing but what I tell you, how I tell you
and when I tell you.  The shirt is the idea of my 17 year old daughter,
Sherry.  She thinks it will be a nice touch for you to be en route to us
with this on, before you leave you will put this shirt on and it will stay
on until the moment I see you, you may not cover it up with a jacket or any
other shirt.  You will see later how I plan on making sure this happens. 
Your collar is made of a material that you won't be able to cut or remove.
It has some nice features including a homing device in case you become lost
the police or I will be able to track you anywhere in the world.  It also
projects its location to my GPS so at all times my GPS will show where you
are at, this is how I will know if you are deviating from my route.  Your
collar also has some fun features, from my phone I can shock it, from a
small little buzzing 1 to a excruciating 10 that will render you
unconscious if I leave it on for long enough.  So deviating from your route
will cause me to begin some fun with you.  There are some other features
that hopefully we won't have to get into.  I live a good drive from you,
about 8 hours away so you are going to have to make a long drive to be here
in my presence.  You will now open the box and text me, I will give you
more directions then.  The Appointment Officer messaged me when she left so
you have 30 minutes from that time to collect your thoughts, figure, and
get into the mode of accepting and being my slave and text me.  At the 30
minute mark your collar goes on at 2, every minute after that it will
increase by a 2 levels, so within 5 minutes you will be at full power.

   Mistress Holly

   Rob was devastated, there was no way out of this that he could see,
knowing when the Appointment officer left he had about 18 minutes to when
the 30 minutes were up and he would be getting shocked.  He went in the
garage and grabbed a pair of wire cutters, he tried and tried but he
couldn't even dent the material, it wasn't stiff but seemed unable to be
cut.  He grabbed two pairs of pliers and put them at either side of the
clasp and tried to pull it apart.  No luck again, suddenly the collar began
to make a whirring noise then a quick shock that hurt like hell.  It almost
brought him to his knees.



   He assumed that was a warning for messing with the collar and figured he
had better stop.  After collecting his thoughts, trying to think of any
last idea for denying the inevitable Rob, slowly trudged inside to open the
box.

   The box opened quite easily and there were distinct items wrapped in
paper, the first thing he unwrapped was the GPS, it looked like an ordinary
GPS and he put that to the side, the next thing was the cell phone, it was
kind of plain, a screen, with a slide out keyboard but not nearly as many
buttons as his blackberry had.  He turned the phone on and set it to the
side.  The next item was the shirt.  He unwrapped it and was completely
disgusted by what he saw.  It was a simple t shirt but pink in color it was
a women's cut type shirt so he knew it was made to fit a girl.  On the
front of it the shirt had.  "Slaveboy" on the back it read, "Property of
Holly Redmon'.  He knew he would wait until he arrived at her door before
putting that on, no chance he was going out in public with that.  The last
item was the credit card in a wrapped up box.  It was a Visa card that had
the name "S.O.  Holly Redmon" on it; he was confused, not sure if S.O. 
were his new initials.  Either way he didn't think he would be able to use
it anywhere.

   He grabbed his old phone and sure enough saw that it had in fact been
cut off.  There was no connection to service.  He went to his landline to
see about calling the cell phone company but that didn't work either, his
last choice was to get on his computer to see about getting on his email to
send someone a message but that too was down.  At last he finally gave in,
he would have to think on the fly on this one but he knew he had 4 minutes
to text Mistress Holly.

   Using his new phone he pulled up the address book, selected the only
entry and began to type a text message.

   "Hi Mistress Holly, this is Rob, I am texting you as you asked." He
waited for a few minutes when the phone buzzed.  He checked the response.

   "Hello slave, do not use the name Rob any more, that isn't your name,
for now you are just slave.  Do you understand?"

   "Yes.  I understand." He sent.

   "Yes?  Yes what?" was the response.

   "Yes Mistress Holly." He typed back thinking, wow she is getting a
little carried away with this.

   "Better, ok, you need to get moving, bring nothing except for a little
food from the fridge and your wallet, keys and the stuff I gave you, you
need to be driving in 10 minutes on your way to me."

   He texted back, "Mistress Holly, I understand but I really should tie up
some stuff here and pack some things to put in the car, it is a long trip
and I should probably bring some stuff you may have interest in, financial
stuff for instance." He figured if he could delay her it would buy him time
to get the collar off and get on that plane.

   He waited for a moment until he heard the whirr of the collar again then
an extremely painful shock that lasted for about 3 seconds; it left him on
his knees and almost in tears.  At that point his phone buzzed.

   "You have 8 minutes, and that better be the last time in your life you
disobey something I tell you, you will be punished for that I promise you.
Now I better see an appropriate response then the next text will be in less
than 8 minutes when you are sitting in your car ready to go."

   "Yes Mistress Holly." Was his only response and he grabbed his wallet,
keys and his new possessions and went to the fridge and put some food in a
plastic grocery bag, he walked out the door not even locking it, screw her
if he couldn't have it he hoped someone stole everything in the place.

   After the text to her to tell her he was ready to go, he set up the GPS
as told and pulled out of the driveway, he had his instructions and really
couldn't think of anything else he could possibly do except to drive to her
home and become the slave and servant of a woman he had never met.