Chapter 12

Four days later, on a Tuesday morning, at 10:05 AM, I looked at myself naked in the mirror. I inspected my high pert tits, my slim waist, the toned planes of my belly flowing to the plump pussy between my legs, my trimmed pubic hair a darker blonde than my head. I'm going to do this, I thought. I'm going to turn myself into a sex slave. I will no longer be in control of my body. Scott will own me. He'll strip me and display me naked, take any part of me he wants, punish me if I'm not the perfect slut. Anything I've read about in one of my books, could happen to me.

My pussy grew damp thinking about it, and I knew I was doing the right thing. I ran a finger through my moistened slit, then tasted myself. I wanted to do something for him. More than just putting on the collar before he came home and discovered he owned me. I called Lisa.

"Can you come over at 5:00 this afternoon before Scott gets home?"

"Of course. You decided to