Ashley leaves out the detail that it was her only choice

Ashley pondered how she would tell her story, Theodore had told her that it would be best that everyone believed that she had chosen to become his **** of her own free will and not to evade enslavement by another who could have had legitimate claim. That way, he explained, they had a defence in the event of a suit because they were acting in good fatih when she signed herself over to him as her owner. Ashley didn't understand why that would matter but Theodore had pressed on the importance of it and he wouldn't be so steadfast about it if it wasn't. The only ones that know the full story are my parents and it has to stay that way. It felt exceedingly more shameful to have everyone believe that she had willingly agreed to become Theodore's ****, yet it had to be this way. The last thing Ashley wanted was to end up as Bruce's **** in the end anyway, not after all she had already been trough to aviod it. In her head Ashley set up a road map for her tale, choosing only to omitt from it and not add details to keep it as close to the truth as possible, that way it would be easier to remember and stay consistent should she need to re-tell it and she figured she would need to re-tell it at some point.

"Well, there really isn't that much too it. Theodore has sort of always been there for me and we have known eachother forever." Ashley began. She told the girls the story of how they had grown up together, how they shared interests, experiences and what little hardships they had endured in their sheltered life as well as the bond that they had cultivated over the years leading up to her eighteenth birthday. "The night before my eighteenth birthday I thought about what it would be like to be someone's **** and we ended up talking about it at length. In the end it just made sense to have someone like Theo who cared for me to claim ownership of me. That same night we prepared the paperwork for volountary enslavement and by early morning on my birthday I had legally signed myself over to him as my owner." Ashley finished, feeling exhausted, embarrased and a little excited from telling the group her revised recalling of the events leading up to her enslavement.

"You were not **** to be ****?" Tatiana asked skeptically, corssing her arms she leaned back in her chair and shook her head.

"No." Ashley answered. Not by him.

"Puta." Anna whispered under her breath, covering her mouth hoping nobody heard what she didn't mean to say aloud.

Put what? Ashley wondered, not hearing exactly what it was Anna had said, being too curious about the other girls now to linger on what it was that Anna might have said she let it go.

"Anyways, that's my story. I know it's not very remarkable or thrilling, but everything can't be." Ashley felt the tension that had built up from having to tell someone how she became a **** leave her body. "Now that I have shared mine I want to hear one of yours."