Down the Rabbit Hole X

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Once Samsara cut Vicki’s collar from my neck, she and I left the church in Chicago and went on the longest flight of my life. We rode in the limo to the airport nude and no one cared. I was entering a life where this was normal. All thoughts to the contrary were left in that basement. I was given strict instructions by Samsara to sleep on the flight. The church took a lot out of me so that was no problem. Believe it or not, I dreamed of true slavery – a life without choice. After being in the air for almost twenty-four hours, we finally touched down in the dead of night on some island.  We were brought by armed guards to a mansion on a hill and escorted to the study. Samsara sat behind the desk, and I across from her. She exhaled a breath and explained slowly. “Okay, Stacy, this is it. You need to know that this is a series of moves designed to get you into real slavery. No way out. Each step, once taken, can’t be undone. Ever. After this, you are my personal slave. My property. Are you certain you want to do this?”I spread my legs in the chair in which I was sitting and started to rub my pussy. “Have you done this before?”Now slightly distracted and turned on she replied, “Yes, for thousands of women – mostly from the US, but some from the UK  and Europe.”Licking two of my fingers, I inserted them into myself and nodded. “Yes, I’m certain.”She pressed a hidden button under the desk and a few of the panels on the walls slid down, revealing giant TV screens. A keyboard slid up from the desktop. Looking at the screens I saw TV news channels from around the world Ankara bayan escort and my social media sites. “We’ve hacked into everything you’re seeing on the screen…twenty-four-hour cable news, social media, regular news sites the world over, even organized crime like Yakuza, Triads, and Bratva. All the video you’ve shot since the bookstore is ready to be uploaded. In some cases, it will be taken down in minutes and in others, it will be up for days. If you want to burn your life down – press the enter key in front of you.”Maintaining eye contact with her, I pulled the fingers from my pussy, gently placed them on the ‘enter’ key, and stroked it one single time. The TV screens around the room blinked black for a moment, then my sexcapades began to show up.  …it was all there. The fifty-one men in the adult book store, the diner, the mother and son I coupled, my own father becoming a cuck, and especially that basement in the church – including my ‘storm’ passing – all of it. She allowed me a good fifteen minutes to take it all in and just watch. It was what I had been working so hard to do, and now that it was happening, it felt better than expected. The twenty-four-hour news sites were the first to cut their feed but it took ten more minutes than I thought. Social media didn’t come down at all, and I’m sure it would take days.Looking at Samsara, she was smiling. “How does it feel?”I looked back at the screens, then at her. “Freeing. Probably for the first time in my life, I am what I made – not what someone else wants me Escort bayan Ankara to be. There will be fallout from this, of course. Worldwide media has a news story to cover for days. What’s my next step towards real slavery?”She leaned back in her chair, put her hands in her lap and said, “Though this island is in British waters, the whole place is an embassy of the Islamic Republic of Mauritania – where slavery is legal – and I’m a diplomat of theirs, so those immunities apply to me no matter where I go on the planet. Are you with me so far?” she asked concerned. I smiled, and went back to rubbing my pussy. “Yes, I am.”She slid me two sheets of paper – one in English and one in Arabic. “These papers allow you to renounce your citizenship to the United States, which makes you a woman without a country. At that point, I can claim you as my slave. A real slave, Stacy. It means I control your life in every detail, though I’ll always take your desires into account. I won’t violate that, but I’ll take you in unexpected directions.”To drive home her point, she took a black iron slave collar out of her desk. and laid it on top, “This is the kind of slavery I mean, Stacy. This is what you’re signing on for.”Coming around the desk to her side, I guided her to her feet, and slid two fingers deep into her pussy then I smiled, kissed her passionately, and replied. “One where I can’t look you in the eyes? Can’t say no to any adult for sex? Public whore? Life in a dark, musty basement, chained to a wall?  Fed scraps from your table? A Bayan escort Ankara bucket for my toilet needs? Because that’s what I need,” I said running my fingers deeper inside her and finding her G spot.She pulled her head back enough to look me in the eyes, then held the collar up in front of my face and replied, ‘Yes! FUCK that turns me on, whore!”  Without another word, she slammed the iron collar around my neck and locked it.Forever.I finger fucked her harder and asked,  “And how is it you’re not a slave, Samsara?”She returned the kiss and bent me over the desk. Less than a minute later I felt a very large dildo entering my pussy. The longest I’d ever taken. I winced and grunted through the pain.”Because…,” she began. “I was hired to find white western women and move them into this world of voluntary sex slavery. I’ve never met one that regrets it.”Slowly she pushed into me and I felt like I was being split in half. “I’ll tell you this, whore – there’s more to this than you can dream. You can sign the papers, or be taken back home. Your choice.”Grabbing onto the other side of the desk with both hands, I braced myself. “What happened to the thousands of women you’ve freed?”I felt her body hit mine, which meant she was fully inside of me. “They’re sold like cattle to other people – but they get to choose their path. Some become breeders, some become street whores, others work in brothels. They’re all real slaves, though and it’s what they want. In short, they live happily ever after.”Lifting my feet off the ground to give her more leverage I asked, ‘Why not sell me as well?”She slowly pulled out to the head of her device and let me feel the relief for a second before gradually pushing back in. “You have a special talent to free others and show them their true identity. I need that, so you’re mine if you sign the papers in front of you. I still honor free will.”

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