A Mistake on the Contract · Part 2 (2/2)
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The new maid was Karen, a young ebony woman with an afro haircut. Linda gave her all power to restrain me in any position that she wants and punishes me if I didn’t behave. Karen really enjoys her job, and I was forced to watch her clean every room. During her pauses or when she finished earlier, she always likes to tickle torture me a little, spank me or tease me.
After three months of this slave life, I was exhausted. One day, Linda was at work, and Karen was hanging the laundry outside. I was sitting, tied up, on a table, next to her. Suddenly, the phone rang inside the house, and Karen ran to answer. That was my chance : My feets and my legs weren’t tied pretty well, and I was able to untie them. Fortunately, this day, Linda allowed me to wear a pant and a shirt, because it was a little bit cold outside. I started to run out of the property, still tied up on my upper body and gagged. I had a plan in mind : Miss Taylor gave me a copy of the contract, and I was able to read it. And it was only legal in the USA. So, I was planning to take an air plane and join my dad in Europe where I would be free. But first, I needed to be untied.
The few times I was taken in the garden, I noticed I was in a neighborhood that I knew. Actually, my mom was living only at approximately twenty minutes (on foot)! This was the only person I could trust, if I could reach my old house, she would be able to untie me and takes me to the airport. It was really a dangerous plan, I was afraid that someone seen me, so I walked through small alleys, hiding me the best I can. Unfortunately, there were too many people outsides, and some of them noticed my predicament, when that was happening, I ran away as far as possible. I knew I could ask somebody to untie me, but some of the neighbor knew about my slave condition and I didn't wanted to be recognized and taken back to Linda’s house.
After 2 hours, I finally saw my true home across the street, few steps and I would see my mother again! But suddenly, I heard the police siren. A police car stopped on my side and a policewoman came to me. She was blonde, with long hair, approximately 30 years-old. “Sir, are you okay? What happened? Why are you all tied up?” asked the policewoman “Mphhhhhhhh” I mumbled She tried to take off my ballgag, but it was secure with padlock, and the ropes on my body were too tight to be easily untied. “That quite a predicament! Don't worry, I’ll take you to the police station, we have all kinds of tools to set you free.” I tried to protest and walk towards my house, but she grabbed me and led me into the car. “No, no, this way…” she said “Mphhhh….” She put me on the passenger seat and drove me to the police station.
When we arrived, the night was beginning to fall, most of the others agent were home or starting their night patrols. We met another policewoman at whom she explained the situation. They led me into a room where I’ve been carefully seated on a comfortable chair while they were bringing some tools to set me free. With some lockpicking skills, they successfully remove the padlocks securing my ballgag and the ropes were cutted off. For the first time for few months, I was totally free, without any ropes, cuffs, collar or restraining tools on me. Her colleague left us so I was alone with the policewoman who “saved me”. She brought me a coffee and said : “Don’t worry, everything is over now, you’re safe here.”
“Thank you…” I said “I didn’t introduce myself, I’m the agent Neon, what’s your name?”
“I’m Steve Lane…”
“Nice to meet you mister Lane, so, are you gonna tell me what happened to you?” she asked “I’m so sorry, but, I don’t really want to” I replied “Sir, you were running bound and gagged in the street, I have to know in order to arrest the person who did this to you.” She said.
I was doomed, I had to find something quickly, because Kendra and Linda were certainly looking for me everywhere, I was running out of time. “Would you take me to the airport if I tell you everything? I want to get away as far as possible from my captor…” I said.
“Your captor?” she asked.
“Yes, you see, it’s a little bit embarrassing but I’m into BDSM, I have a mistress, but she started to think it was more than a game and that I was really her slave. So she kept me bound and gagged at her home for few months, and I finally was able to escape today.” I explained.
“Wooowww, really…? That’s hard to believe” she said, a little suspicious.
“Look into the back pocket in my pants, there is a fake enslavement contract that she made for our roleplay.” I said I gave her the contract, and she started reading it. I thought it was obvious to believe it was a fake “”roleplay” contract considering the circumstances.
“Indeed… I’m so sorry for you…it must have been really hard…” she said, with compassion.
“Yes, it was a nightmare, fortunately you saved me. Now, I just want to get home, so, can we go to the airport as I requested before?”
“Yes, of course, and don’t worry, I’ll arrest this Linda Grace an…” She stopped her sentence, her eyes focused on something on the contract.
“Is something wrong?” I asked.
“No, no, not at all, I just have to fulfill some administrative papers about what happened, I’ll be right back and I’ll take you to the airport.” She said. Miss Neon stood up and left the room, close the door, I would have sworn that I heard the sound of a lock. Few minutes later she came back. She gently came close to me and suddenly, she grabbed my hands and handcuffed me.
“What do that means??? Am I under arrest?!!” I asked, panicked.
“Not really under arrest, I’ll explain you.” She said while she was securing me to the chair. When I was calmed and she was seating in front of me, she said : “Well, mister Lane, I noticed the name and the contact information of a lawyer on what you pretended to be a ‘fake’ contract” Crap! I totally forgot about that, miss Taylor certainly added this on the copy that she gave us. “But I didn’t believe that ‘Voluntary Slavery’ would be something legal, so I call some lawyer and this miss Taylor too, and they all confirmed that this contract was totally legal.” she explained.
“And so, what is going to happen to me, what are you going to do?” I asked.
“Well, I’m a little bit shocked that something like this is allowed, but I’m a policewoman and I have to enforce the law.” she said.
“And so what? I’m going to go in jail??” I asked “No, this is something reserved for humans. Right now, you’re considered like a lost object, And I have to return you to your owner.” she explained.
“No, I don’t want to go back!” I said “Trust me, I’m so sorry about your situation, but this is the law. Also, according to the law and the contract, there is also something else…” she said “What?” I asked
She stood up and grabbed ropes and handcuffs from a cupboard. “You must be returned completely bound and gagged to your owner, I have to put this back on you.” she said. “Noooompphhhh” She put back the ballgag in my mouth and secured the padlocks, then, I was quickly totally restrained and helpless. “Fine. Another thing… It’s a little bit late now, you’ll be returned to your owner only tomorrow, according to the law, I can’t put you in a cell, you have to be stored in our storage room, then, tomorrow you’ll be picked up and delivered to miss Grace.” “Mphhhhhh!!!!”
Miss Neon led me to the storage room of the police station. It was quite a big room with differents kinds of objects, mainly furnitures. We stopped in front of a human-sized crate, and she said : “I have to lock you up in there, tomorrow you’ll be transported to your owner’s home.” “Mphhhh hmmmmmm…”
She stared at me with a compassion look. “You know… I don’t agree with that, this whole slavery thing…this is crazy…and immoral… But this is the law, and everyone have to respect it!” “Mphhhhh….”
“I’m truly sorry about what happens to you… And I would like to give you something that will reminds you you’re still human…” “Mphhhhhh?”
“You know, you’re kinda cute, and I understand why your mistress wanted to own you so much… And I really would like to have fun with you, and because you’re considered as an object, I can, this wouldn’t be a rape!” “Mphhhhh!!!!”
“But, to show you that I’m considering you as a person, I’m going to let you a choice, you’re totally free to accept or decline my offer without any consequence and I will respect your choice.”
For the first time since his enslavement, Steve was allowed to make a choice. This policewoman wasn’t seeing him as a slave, but as a person, and it was giving hope to Steve. Steve took some time to consider miss Neon. She was pretty sexy, and her uniform made her even more hot. So, Steve nodded to accept. “Wonderful, I must tell you, since I caught you on the street, I was hoping you’ll be interested in me.” Then, she looked for a sofa bed in the storage room and opened it. She loosed the ropes a little, in order to take off my clothes. Eventually, she tightly tied me up to the bed in a spreadeagle position. While she was sat on my chest, she gently took off her uniform and then leaned over me. She started kissing me on the neck and then, it became one of my most memorable nights.
When we finished, she packed me in the crate, I was totally relaxed. “I’m going to close the crate now, I’m very happy to have met you.” “Mphhhhh…!”
“By the way, you shouldn’t tell your mistress about what happened between us, she would be mad against me, and you’ll be punished, and I don’t want her to hurt you because of me.” I nodded. “Alright Steve, be patient, in few months the contract will be over, and if you still interested about me… I’ll be waiting for you.”. She then closed the crate and put a padlock on it, I was locked again, and my slave life was about to start again. But I was happy, miss Neon offered me hope in the darkness of my slave life..
The next morning, I felt my crate being lifted and loaded in a vehicle, then the engine started and I knew that I’ll be delivered to Linda in few minutes. When we arrived, Karen opened the carte and led me inside. Linda was very very angry against me, and sad at the same time. While I was punished, she continually asked : “Why did you do that? Are you not comfortable in here? Why would you escape? You are mine, you must stay with me forever!” But I remained silent.
Then, I was highly restrained in her bedroom with chains, I wasn’t able to move at all, and I was only allowed to be moved to use the bathroom. And Linda hired another maid to constantly watch me with Karen in turn. She also ordered a shock collar and a special gag. This gag was connected to a tank of chloroform gas and, it was automatically putting me to sleep at pre-programmed hours or when I was too noisy or when I struggled too much. That was hell, all my hopes to escape in Europe vanished, I only could wait until the contract end. Linda noticed that my mind was focused somewhere else, I wasn’t reacting to her fantasies, the punishments, the torture, I wasn’t enjoying sex with her anymore. She tried everything, be kind, nasty, soft… But I was insensitive. And more the time passed, more I was close to being free again, and Linda was more and more worried about that.
The last week before the end of the contract, she had a conversation with me. “Steve, as you know, your slavery contract ends in few days.” she said.
“Oh, really?” I said with a sarcastic tone.
“Yes, so, I brought this…” she said. She was holding some papers. “What is that?” I asked. “It’s a wedding contract, it basically says the same things that your slave contract, but it’s forever and we’re getting married, and you won't be allowed to divorce…” she explained.
“Are you kidding me?”
“Not at all, I saw this with miss Taylor, and she told me you are allowed to sign this, even if you’re a slave, it would be officialized when your first contract will end.” She said.
“Did you really think that I’m going to sign this?” I said “Why not? I know, it’s a little bit weird proposal, but I love you, you love me, and that way you can be mine forever!” She said.
“I DON’T LOVE YOU! I HATE YOU! You enslaved me with this stupid contract and took away my dignity and one year of my life. I’m going to be free soon, there is nothing you can do about that. Then, I will never see you again!” I yelled.
The world seemed to fall on Linda, she started to cry. “No no… I know you love me, that can’t be…” she said, with a trembling voice. She put back the gag in my mouth and kissed me. “I swear, you’ll be mine forever.” She turned back and left me, still crying. For the days after, everything was calm in the house, I didn’t saw Linda since our discussion and soon, my slave life would ends.
On the very last hour of my captivity, Linda finally showed up. She took the leash tied to the collar on my neck and said : “Follow me.” I thought she would drive me to my house. We stopped in the main hall, and she said : “Steve, you really hurt me the other day, I can’t let you go like this, but I can’t keep you forever, so, I was forced to find another solution.” “Mphhhhh?”
“Well, the contract allows me to sell you. If I do this, I have to establish a new contract with the buyer, and I can set a new period of time. The old contract will be replaced by the new one.” “Mphhhhhhhh mphhhhh!h!!”
“So, I organized an auction in the town… With a new contract…. With a clause that allows me to visit you anytime I want. And the contract will end… In 200 years.” “Mphhhhhhhhhh!!!”
“And you’ve been bought for one million dollars!” “Mphhhhhh!!!!!!!”
“Your buyer will be here in a few minutes.”
That was the end, I was going to be a slave for ever, all my hopes of liberty were destroyed. Few minutes later, Linda opened the door and my new owner was here. And what a surprise! It was miss Neon! But she wasn’t dressed in her police uniform. I was so confused, why did she bought me? Where did she get one million dollars? I thought she was the only person considering me as a human, but she made me her slave. “This is miss Neon, your new mistress! Be nice and obedient to her, she’s from a rich family! ” said Linda.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Slave.” said Miss Neon I didn’t understand what was happening, Miss Neon was acting strangely as if she never saw me before. “Fine, you just need to sign here, and he will be yours… and mine too!” said Linda. Miss Neon took the pen and signed the contract. Now, I was her slave forever, and Linda would be able to play with me anytime she wants too.
When the new contract finally started, Linda said : “Well, he’s your now, you can do anything you want with him!”
“Thanks you miss Grace, but I must confess you something…” said Miss Neon “What?” asked Linda Miss Neon started to untie the ropes and unlock my restraints, and said : “Well, I’m not really rich, I’m just a policewoman.”
“What are you doing? What’s your point?” asked Linda “Well, I already met Steve before, and I was shocked about what happened to him. And I wasn’t the only one. With his mother, we created an association in order to help Steve in case something like the auction you’ve setted up would happen.” explained Miss Neon.
“What? That can’t be! If you gave me a fake check, the sale will be canceled!” said Linda.
“Don’t worry, the money is real, with thousands of people, we gathered enough money to win the auction, and as you said, Steve is now mine, and I can do whatever I want with him!” said Miss Neon. “Mphhhh?”
At this point, Miss Neon had finished untying me, she took off the gag and said : “And I want him to be free!” and she tore up the contract.
“Noooooooooo! What have you done????” yelled Linda.
I couldn’t believe what was happening, after one year of slavery, I was finally free. Linda fell on her knees, and started crying : “Why…why…? My Steve… No…. He’s mine…” We left her there, and got out the house, it was the first time I was seeing the light of the day for few months. When we arrived at her car I said : “Miss Neon, how can I thank you?” I asked “Call me Amber”
“Well, Amber you’ve saved my life. And you told me that when I’ll be free, if I was still interested by you, we could continue what we started, there is my answer.” I came closer, and we kissed in front of this house which had been my prison for a year.
Then, my life came back to normal, I was happy to find my mother and my friends again. Later, I’ve got married with Amber, and we moved together, my mother was so happy. About Linda, I never saw her again, I just heard she moved in another state. Now, everytime I have to sign anything, I read it multiple times, carefully.
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