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worth a repost.  If you think that this story could not become a
reality, I'd like to point you to who is currently sitting on the
Supreme Court, who could still make more appointments should someone
die, and an abortion law that was just passed in South Dakota.  If you
don't think the way we are moving in the US is a bad thing, I invite
you to visit Iran.  You'll fit right in.

Chapter 2

Jon surveyed his captives. At least, he thought, they were easy on the
eyes. Kathy and her daughter looked quite alike. Her daughter was
fifteen and they both had short, dark hair, and Kathy, at least, had
rather large breasts. Her daughter, Ann, hadn't quite caught up with
her yet in the breast department.

Patricia had very long, lighter colored hair. She was smaller than
Kathy, who stood at 5'8". Patricia was only 5'5 and had smaller breasts
as well. Her daughter, Elaine was fourteen and quite beautiful. Her
hair was almost blond and she had a slim, athletic body.

He knew from their medical records they were all healthy. Since all
medical information was required by law to be stored in a database,
getting someone to break into it and get the information was simple.

"What do you plan to do with us?"

"You seem to enjoy a world where a woman has no rights to control her
own body. I have some friends that like that idea too. So I've
arraigned to let them, and you, have what you want. You will obey them,
and me at all times."

The other three men walked in, dressed the same as Ray.

Kathy was pale now, "Please, I don't understand! We've done nothing to
you! How could you do this to us?"

There were several things that Jon had found out about Kathy and
Patricia. Things that weren't commonly known, except to their trusted
circle. Like the fact that they were both rampantly homophobic and
racist. Jon smiled as he stood.

"We'll be back in a while." He nodded to the men and they all headed
for the door.

"Wait, come back! You can't do this!"

Silly bitch, Jon thought. Of course I can.

"God Damn you! You'll burn in hell for this!"

Jon stopped and faced the women. "He's already damned me, and this *is*
Hell." The door closed and he walked out.

"Could one of you please go give them each 8 ounces of water. Replace
their gags with ring gags and turn up the heat in the room."

"How long do you want to leave them like that?" asked Ed.

"At least an hour. After that, feed them water every hour until they
start to piss themselves. Then we'll begin."

Ed grinned. He liked watersports. A lot. Each of the men Jon had hired
were known for their ability to train a sex slave. Jon and Tina had
been very experimental, but neither had ever had the desire to take
things to the level these men had attained. Still, it was Jon's show,
and they got four nice looking women to play with and got paid for it.
They weren't complaining, and Jon had done a lot of research in the
last year in the area of BDSM. Quite a bit of it hands on.

Jon watched on the TV screen as Ed went back into the room. The entire
room was completely monitored. Cameras were everywhere and could record
anything that went on. Also, it was outfitted with enough toys to make
even a hardened sadist laugh with glee. Every item that his hired men
had thought would be even remotely useful, Jon had bought. They lowered
their price for the job when Jon indicated they could keep all the
equipment when it was finished.

Ed walked over to Kathy and put the bottle of water to her lips. Jon
could see it was a toss up for her whether to drink or plead for
release. She settled for drinking first, then pleading as Ed walked
over to grab four ring gags from the wall.

"Please, let us go! We won't tell anyone and we haven't even seen your
face."

Ed gave an ugly laugh. "Sorry. Da boss doan wanna let you go, so you
doan go."

The men watching the monitor laughed. Ed was doing what he called his
"Dumb Nigger" act. He was playing on their bigotry. They all could act
like that, and figured that it would be more humiliating for the women
if they thought they were being controlled by a bunch of ignorant
blacks.

"No, wait you can't..."

Ed's huge paw grabbed her jaw forcing it open, shoved in the ring gag
and tightened the strap. Then he moved on to Patricia. She was shaking,
obviously afraid of the man. She was also thirsty and gulped eagerly at
the water he gave her.

"Open yer mouth."

Patricia opened her mouth the smallest amount.

"Doan piss me off, bitch. Open it up."

Patricia let out a moan and opened her mouth a little more. Ed roughly
forced it open further and slid in the gag. Then he moved to the
fourteen year old, Elaine and took out her gag.

Elaine's face was pale with fear, and she was shaking enough that the
water spilled on her pretty blue dress. She drank most of it though,
and meekly opened her mouth for the ring gag. Finally he moved to the
fifteen year old, Ann.

He pulled out the gag and she coughed. He offered her the water and she
clamped her mouth shut and turned her head.

"Bitch, you ain't too smart. Da boss says drink, you drink."

"Fuck you," said the girl through clenched teeth. From her file, they'd
known the girl had the potential to be trouble. No matter. She'd submit
in the end.

Ed knelt in front of her. "You doan drink now, you doan know when you
get water. Dehydration ain't no fun girl, and you ain't gonna get no
sympaty here. Now drink."

Ann drank from the bottle. She finished it, looked up at the man, and
spat a mouthful at him. The men with Jon cracked up and even Jon
smiled.

Ed just smiled a pleasant smile. Women who had been trained by him
would have been screaming for forgiveness seeing that smile. Jon
decided to take a hand in things and walked into the room as Ed was
getting to his feet. He had little fear that Ed would do something
inappropriate for this stage, but still...

The women looked up as Jon entered the room. They all had fearful looks
on their faces, except Ann, of course. She was pale, but defiant.

"How is everything going Ed?" asked Jon noting his obviously wet face.

"Well Boss, not so good. Dis bitch doan know when people's bein' nice
to her."

"I see. That wasn't too bright of you. Ed has a long memory and I'm
sure that you'll be regretting that later."

"Fuck off, asshole. You let him near me again and I'll bite his hand
off."

Jon turned to Ed, a small smile on his face. "Ed, please put the gag on
Ann."

Ann turned into a wild cat. She hissed, tried to bite, spit and
headbutt. It did her little good and soon she was sitting, red faced
and panting with the ring gag in her mouth. Jon walked over to a
cabinet and opened it, pulling out a small bottle.

"Hold her head, please."

Ed's massive hands wrapped around the teen's head, immobilizing her.
She screamed, drool running from her mouth, but was unable to move or
close her mouth. Jon took a dropper out of the bottle and dropped two
drops of liquid on the girl's tongue. The other three women were
screaming as well now, Ann's mother in fear, no doubt that he'd just
poisoned her child.

The men stepped away and everyone looked at Ann. Jon closed the bottle
and waited for the drops to take effect. When they did, she started
screaming at the top of her lungs. That was hard to do since she was
also trying to spit as well. Jon and Ed left the room, after Jon put
the bottle back.

The other guys were laughing and ribbed Ed when they rejoined them.

"Bet she'll think twice about doing that again, won't she?" laughed
Ray.

Both Ed and Jon shook their heads. "I think that one's gonna be a
handful," said Ed. "She doesn't strike me as someone who will be easy
to train."

They waited about 15 minutes until Ann's cries died down, then Jon
walked into the room.

"As you can see," he said to four sets of glairing eyes, "any
resistance will be punished. I'm sure you're worried about what I might
have done to your daughter." Kelly's head slowly nodded. "I used a few
drops of jalapeno oil. It's not even the hottest I have." He leaned
close to Kelly, still no expression on his face. "I have a number of
things that will cause great pain but no real damage. For instance, I
have oils that are hotter and I could have put them somewhere else."

With that he left the room again. An hour passed. Jon sat and read,
while the other guys played cards. He occasionally glanced at the
monitor. All the women were squirming, but that was to be expected,
tied as they were. At the end of the hour, Ben got up and headed for
the room. Once again, Jon watched the monitor.

Ben said nothing but walked up to Ann with the water bottle and pointed
it in her mouth.

"Yo bitch. You best drink dis time, else you really gonna regret it.
Drink it all."

This time Ann complied, as did each of the other women. Ben left.

A half hour later, Elaine started moaning. Jon watched but did nothing.
Finally, she groaned and looked down at the mat. A small puddle was
forming under her. Jon grinned. He would wait for another one to lose
it, then go in and start the next phase.

Patricia was next - small bladders must run in the family. A pale
yellow puddle formed under her and she moaned in shame. Jon got up,
signaled the men and they all walked in to the room. Immediately, Kelly
started to try and get their attention, no doubt to ask for the use of
a bathroom. Perhaps even to allow Patricia or Elaine to clean up. That
wasn't going to happen.

Jon sat down in the chair, and the other men picked up all of the women
except Elaine and moved them to the side, facing Elaine. Jon spoke.

"We're going to remove your bonds Elaine. Then one of us will tell you
to remove an article of clothing, and you will remove it. If you do not
follow directions, you will be punished. Nod your head to show that you
understand."

Tears started to drip from her eyes and the teen knelt there shaking
her head no.

"Nod your head, Elaine, or you'll be punished."

Sniffing, the girl nodded her head slightly. Ray walked over and
unbound the girl, who almost fell over as she was pulled to her feet.
They gave her a minute to work the feeling back into her limbs. Her
dress was soaked in back, as were her socks. Urine dripped down her
legs.

"Remove your socks, Elaine," said Jon.

The girl started, as if she'd been struck. She didn't move for a
second, but then bent to remove the sopping socks.

"Put them in a pile in front of you."

She picked them up, trying to touch them as little as possible, and put
them in front of her.

Ron spoke up, his deep voice startling the girl. Somehow she had
thought that only Jon would be giving her orders. "Take off da dress
girl."

She hesitated, then looked wildly at her mother. Jon looked over too,
and noticed a puddle under Kelly. Then he looked at Elaine's mother who
had her eyes closed.

"There are rules here. You will obey us, Elaine, or there will be
punishment. If any of the other women stop watching, there will be more
punishment. This is your last warning."

Ron stepped between the teen and her mother and loudly said, "I sae,
take off de dress."

The girl was shaking, her fear of the huge man obvious. "Do it or
someone's gonna hurt."

Sobbing the girl pulled the dress over her head, leaving her in a
rather modest pair of panties and a bra. Jon was impressed. She had a
nice figure for a young girl. The adult women were moaning loudly, but
Jon noted that Ann was looking on wide eyed while shifting in her spot.
They had no way of knowing that they would be forced to undress in the
order that they'd pissed themselves. It was as good a way as any to
pick the order.

It was quite hot in the room, and everyone was sweating. Jon watched
the beads of perspiration forming at the base of Elaine's neck. Ed was
smiling as he stood behind the girl. "Take off de bra. You tit's too
small fo one anyhow."

At that Elaine collapsed onto her knees, sobbing and moaning. Ray
smiled and walked over to the wall where there were many types of
whips, straps and crops. He chose a wide belt and walked in front of
the girl and grabbed her hair, forcing her to look in his face.

"You must be one dumb bitch. You foget you s'posed ta listen? Now
someone gonna hurt cuz a you." Ray tossed the strap to Ed, then grabbed
the girl's head and forced her to look at the other women.

Ed walked straight up to Ann, who realized what was going to happen and
started struggling, and grabbed her by the hair. He pulled her
backward, forcing her body into a bow and slapped the belt hard across
her breasts. She let out a loud squeal. A dark stain formed on her
white pants, spreading out from between her legs as she struggled.
Again the belt fell. Ray let go of Elaine as she lay there and sobbed.

"Girl, you best get up and pull dat bra off'n dose tiny tit's 'o yours
cuz Ed's just gonna keep hitting her 'til you do."

Elaine, shaking and sobbing struggled to her feet, and slowly
unfastened her bra, then removed it, hold it close to her mostly flat
chest to cover it.

"Put it in the pile with everything else."

Elaine did, then immediately covered her breasts with her hands. Ed let
the belt fly again and Ann screamed. Her breasts were burning and she'd
never felt this kind of pain before.

"He gonna keep puttin' it to her, till you drop yo hands."

Ed raised the belt again, and Elaine put her hands at her sides. Jon
looked at her with interest, having never seen a girl this young naked.
He noted that her breasts were still forming, but were very nice. She
had small, pink nipples that were quite hard - no doubt from fear.

"Now you pull off dem panties," ordered Ron.

The girl's entire body was flushed red. She hesitated at stripping
herself in front of all the people, but Ed brought the belt back and
she quickly bent and pulled the wet panties off. Elaine stood there,
her hands hovering back and forth, sobbing. Ron stepped up, clipped her
cuffs together and pulled her beside her mother. Reaching up, he pulled
down a ring, locked the cuffs into it, then walked over to a crank and
cranked until the girl's wrists were pulled to just above her head.

Ed had returned Ann to a sitting position. Her face was red with a few
tears, but mostly she looked angry. Jon nodded at Ed and he walked over
to Patricia and released her bonds. She had more trouble standing than
her daughter had, but got to her feet.

"Remove your blouse Patricia."

Her hands flew to her blouse, but hesitated for a moment at the
buttons. Jon nodded to Ron and Patricia started yelling and tried to
run toward Ron, who was moving toward her daughter. Ed held her easily.

"You will not hesitate, you will not move until you are told to.
Failing to obey brings punishment," said Jon from his chair.

Ron waked over to the sobbing Elaine and slapped the belt that Ed
passed him across Elaine's ass twice. He hit hard enough to cause a red
mark, but not a welt. Elaine, of course, not used to corporal
punishment screamed as if he were flaying her. Jon smiled to himself.
If she thought this was bad, wait a day or so.

Ray grabbed Elaine's piss soaked panties and walked over to Ann, who
was busy watching Elaine get strapped. Before the girl could figure out
what was happening, he'd stuffed the panties in her mouth and snapped a
short plug into the ring gag to keep her from spitting them out. Ann
was not happy.

"Each time you do not follow direction, someone gets punished.
Sometimes it will even be you who suffers the punishment. Now, remove
your blouse."

Patricia stripped herself at Jon's direction and was cuffed standing
next to her daughter. They both had fine bodies, Patricia's nipples
were darker and larger than her daughter's. Her pubic hair was neatly
trimmed, something that sort of surprised Jon. Her daughter's hair was
still sparse, and no attempt had been made to trim it.

Next up was Kelly. She glared at them, but didn't hesitate to remove
her clothing. Her large breasts were quite nice, with long, thick
nipples. Her bush was also thick and unshaven and her body was in
pretty good shape. All those hours at the tennis club and the gym, no
doubt. She was chained up with the others and that left only Ann. Jon
rose and motioned Ed to him.

"Hold a minute on her," he said as they walked out of the room.

"She's gonna be trouble," said Jon.

"Yeah," replied Ed. "But I have a theory about this one."

"Oh? So soon?"

"Hey, you picked me because I'm the best, right," grinned the man.

"What do you suggest?"

"Well, she's not going to obey until we really force her. I'm not sure
hurting the others, especially her mother, will work. Plus, I think
that as soon as she can stand, she gonna go for one of us - you most
likely. Anyway, the first punishment should be inflicted on Elaine.
Have Ron whip her tit's or something, but keep your eyes on Ann. After
that, we'll use the prod on her *and* someone else every time she
disobeys. But, we'll save the other's punishment until after Ann's
stripped. That way, we can see how much she'll take, and she'll learn
that we mean what we say when we punish the others for what she did."

Jon nodded his agreement and they went back inside. He sat down and
motioned to Ben who untied the teen. Jon was surprised that she meekly
allowed herself to be led to where the others had stripped themselves.
She stood with her head down.

"Remove your blouse Ann."

She looked up at him, reached for her blouse, then launched herself at
him, hands spread, fingernails going for his eyes.

Even with the warning, Jon was a bit surprised, which is why he was not
as gentle as he might otherwise had been. Ben missed his grab for her
and the others were too far away. Jon however, lifted his foot and she
ran her groin right into it as she rushed forward. This caused the girl
to collapse on the floor trying to breathe. Jon calmly stood and
removed the plug and panties so she could get some air.

She was dragged to her feet again, and held by Ben.

"You were warned that disobedience would not be tolerated," said Jon.
He nodded to Ray, then to Elaine. The women started making shouting
noises through the ring gags, but Jon's voice cut through the noise.

"The next one who make's a sound, gets gagged."

Of course, they were already gagged, but they'd seen what had happened
to Ann. They figured the ring gags allowed them to breath more easily
and there was silence.

Ray stepped forward and brought the belt down hard on Elaine's
developing breasts. The girl shrieked, her sensitive nipples slapped
with the hard leather. The other women moaned in sympathy. Ann stood
transfixed, her eyes glued to Elaine's slim form.

"I said, no more sound. Ed, take care of those two please."

Ed smiled. He picked up two pairs of panties and Elaine's socks. He
stuffed one sock and Kelly's panties in Patricia's mouth, and the other
sock and Patricia's panties in Kelly's mouth. Neither of the women were
happy about that. The cloth was held in by short plugs.

"Ray, you may continue."

A chorus of muffled yells started, joined belatedly by Ann. Three more
times the belt fell on Elaine's small breasts. Her chest turned a deep
red and her small, pink nipples were like little pebbles. Jon watched
Ann. She was breathing pretty hard, and her face was still flushed, but
her eyes were glued to Elaine.

More piss ran down the girl's legs as the belt hit her for the fifth
and sixth time. Elaine was hanging from her wrists.

"Stand up, you dumb bitch," said Ray. "I said, STAND UP," he shouted in
her face. Jon knew that Ray wanted her to stand to avoid hurting her
wrists. If she couldn't stand, he'd have to take her down and find
something else to do with her.

Evidently the pain in her wrists caused her to stand on shaky legs.

"Now," said Jon. "Take off your blouse."

Ann took it off and threw it at the ground.

"The pants."

Ann looked at Elaine, then back at Jon and defiantly folded her arms
over her tits. Jon smiled and Elaine and the women started moaning. Ann
was shaking, but she didn't give any indication that she would obey.
The next thing she knew, she was on the floor, gasping for breath. Ed
had used the prod on her, touching it to her stomach and shocking her.
As shocks went, it was pretty strong. Painful but nowhere near life
threatening.

She crawled to her knees and looked up at Jon.

"Who are you defying us for? Since it's plain you care nothing for
their pain, we're just as happy to inflict it on you. You will obey
eventually so why make it hard on yourself?"

Still breathing deeply, the teen looked up at said, "Uck Oo!" The best,
Jon supposed, she could do with the ring gag stuffed in her mouth. He
nodded and Ed pressed the thing into her side and pulled the trigger
again. She collapsed, but got to her knees and Ed had to use it on her
again before she finally stood and pulled off her pants.

Jon was somewhat surprised at her choice of underwear. While her bra
was simply a nice, lacy feminine bra, she was wearing a very skimpy
thong on the bottom. She blushed, but stood with her hands at her
sides, her attitude defiant once again.

"Remove your bra."

She hesitated just long enough for Ed to start toward her with the
prod, then took her bra off. She had, Jon noted, very nice tits. A full
'C' cup with thick dark nipples like her mother. They were quite erect.

"Remove your panties."

Ann bent and removed the skimpy panties.

"Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head."

She complied. Jon was struck by how nice her body was. She had a narrow
waist and full hips. She'd shaved her pubic hair to a small patch on
her mons. Everything else was bare. Jon got up and moved around her for
a closer look. He was surprised to see her cunt lips were swollen a
bit, and opened enough for the inner lips to be peaking out. That, he
thought, could be taken advantage of. But not tonight.

He turned to Ed and said, "Chain her with the others."

Predictably, Ann fought as she was pulled to the chains and attached
there. Ed ended up attaching her ankle cuffs together, then attaching
the cuffs to the floor.

Jon returned to his seat then spoke again. "You'll learn, Ann, that it
is not your place to resist. "

He turned to Ed. "Give her 10 good ones - your choice of where, then
one more with the prod. Give the same to any of them that refuses to
watch."

Protests erupted, but there was nothing that could be done. Ed smiled
and picked up the belt.

"Sho ting, boss."

Ann was whipped and Ed was not gentle about it. Five hard hits went to
her ass, leaving welts on the skin. Five went to her breasts, causing
the girl to moan and squirm. When he was finished, Ed grabbed Elaine's
panties and sopped up more of the urine that had leaked out of Ann,
then forced the gag back into Ann's mouth, complete with plug. Ann
signaled her revulsion by roughly shaking her head, but she was too
weak to do more.

Next the women were moved around a bit. Each was chained with their
legs widely spread and within easy view of each other. Ed bent in front
of Kelly and, with no warning, pushed his finger into her cunt.

"Dis one's tight and dry as a bone. Looks lak she doan fuck her old man
much. Guess she jus poped out dat one dare and stopped lettin' him use
it."

He did the same to Patricia who, knowing what was coming, tried to
avoid the finger. It did her little good.

Ed laughed loud. "Hell mebbe dis one's ben given' it up a lot. She's
gonna have no problem taken a nice dick up dere. She's pretty dry tho."

Kelly and Patricia's faces, throats and chests were red with
embarrassment. No one had ever treated them this way. Next Ed moved to
Elaine. He didn't just push his finger inside the girl, he slowly ran
his hands up her thighs. Her skin twitched and she moaned in shame.
She'd tried to keep herself from being gagged with Ann's piss soaked
g-string earlier, but had had no success. Her face was red and blotched
from crying.

Ed continued his exploration of the fourteen year old, rubbing his
thumb at the base of her sex, then opening the lips with his other hand
and gently rubbing her clit. Jon watched the girl's face. She was
looked wild, scared and slightly confused. Ed continued to play with
her cunt, gently teasing it for about five minutes. The scared look
never left her face, but he could see that her nipples were still hard
as rocks, but Jon was sure that was fear not arousal. Finally, Ed
started to slide his finger into the girl, only to stop immediately
with a surprised look on his face.

"Shit! Dis one's a virgin!" Jon was not surprised.

There were grunts of approval from the men and Elaine closed her eyes
in shame. A quick slap on her ass from Ed's hand got her attention.

"You doan close dem eyes less you're told to."

Finally he moved to Ann. She began struggling, but of course, there was
nowhere for her to go. Jon noted that she'd been very interested in the
proceedings up to that point. Ed knelt in front of her and ran a finger
over her cunt lips. They were quite puffy and protruding. He rubbed his
finger and thumb together. Then he slowly slid a finger deep into her
sex. It went in with ease and was wet when he pulled it out.

"Heh. Doan know if dis bitch is a virgin. She pretty tight, but her
cunt's soaked." He stood up and slid his finger inside the girl again,
working it in and out and rubbing her clit with his thumb. Her nipples
were erect, but she was glairing at him with all her might. Her hips
started moving and Jon thought that she might be trying to fuck herself
on Ed's fingers. That would have been a surprise.

Instead, a torrent of piss gushed from her body, all over Ed's hand and
her legs. She had a triumphant look on her face as Ed pulled his hand
out.

That look faded as he smiled at her.

"You think you smart, eh? Well, dat was pretty dumb."

He smeared his wet hand over the girls face and especially under her
nose. Then he grabbed the prod and pushed it against her mostly shaven
mons and pulled the trigger.

Ann bucked and tensed, trying to get away from the pain, but it had
happened too fast. Jon sat and watched, noting somewhat distantly that
his cock was hard.

"Well," he said as Ann struggled to get her legs under her to relieve
the strain on her wrists, "Almost time for bed. But first it's time for
you to be given your collars."

That drew looks from all of them.

"You're surprised? You gave up the rights to your bodies so quickly in
the courts. In fact, you lobbied hard and couldn't get rid of them fast
enough." Jon paused as there was wild head shaking from all of them.
"Oh, I know. That wasn't what you meant when you banned abortion and
systematically destroyed reproductive rights. Or when you had people
who liked pornography hunted and jailed until even writing erotic
stories became illegal. Corruption, you said. It had to be stopped, no
matter that simple thoughts and writings should have had protection
under the Constitution."

He stepped close to Kelly, running his fingers down her sweating body
into her mat of pubic hair. "But of course, that's not how you see
things, is it? You only see that in your eyes it's morally wrong to do
those things. Right?" Kelly nodded, panting as his fingers gripped one
of her pussy lips. She was completely dry, except for sweat and the
remnants of her urine. "It's evil and a sin for two people to love each
other unless they are of the opposite sex." Kelly was just looking at
him wide eyed. "People like Patricia over there gave loads of money to
organizations that managed to keep certain types of contraception
shelved because contraception is against God's will. Not to mention the
enormous amount of money and lobbying that went into killing any
vestige of sex education for minors" Jon pulled harder on the cunt lip,
stretching it. Then he let go and stepped away to looked at Patricia.

"You thought that I didn't know about that, did you?"

She shook her head.

"Well it's easy to find out such things if you know where to look." He
drew close to her face while grabbing a nipple and twisting. "Did you
know that suicides among teen girls has risen 400% since people like
you took away every place that they could turn to for help? Pregnant
girls are reported and forced to carry the children to term. When they
aren't thrown out on the street by people like you."

He stepped back, letting his anger die.

"Well, since you are so consumed with sex, I thought it would only be
Right and Godly for you to experience what other people like about sex.
I'm sure that, eventually, you'll be taught to love it. And, even if
it's a lesson that you don't learn, your daughters will."

Jon turned to Ron and said, "Collar them."

Ron had already gotten the collars from the shelf. Each collar had been
custom made of stainless steel and were lockable. They all fit
perfectly. Jon had had his hacker get into the records of the exclusive
"Bio Clothes Shops" that these women shopped at. All their measurements
were in the database.

He sat down as Ron showed them each what was written on their collars.
It was simple. Each simply read slave.

End Chapter 2

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