Experiment: girls

Ok, Ok, this was fun but not really your ideal. You erase those rules. You´ve got something else in mind. You had planned on letting Christina in on your other fetish in the future. She already knew you were into petite women, she wasn´t really surprised. But she didn´t know you had a D/S fetish. You liked to have your woman surrender herself to you, letting you take control of their lives. You´d often fantasized about Christina welcoming you home on her knees by kissing your shoes and then looking up at you adoringly and saying "Welcome home Dear Master."

You quickly write down some new rules:

• Old Rule: Petite women are considered meant to serve. They are educated and trained separately from other women to make them good **** girls.
• Old Rule: Petite women are required by law to wear a collar at all times, unless its for health reasons, to show who they belong to.
• Old Rule: Petite women can only be owned by men and/or women who have a fetish for petite women, as its believed they care more for them than other people.
• Old Rule: People who own petite women are usually referred to as Master or Mistress.
• Old Rule: To own a petite woman, their owners must sign a contract with the state, swearing to take good care of them.
• Old Rule: Masters and Mistresses are allowed to dress their petite women as they wish.
• Old Rule: Masters and Mistresses are allowed to have sex with their petite women however they want.
• Old Rule: Masters and Mistresses are given government grants so that they can afford to take care of their petite women.
• Old Rule: It is common for owned petite girls to fall in love with their Masters or Mistresses. To signify their love the petite women have their owners name tattooed over their heart.

Looking up, you immediately notice that Christina isn´t there anymore. The petite waitress is gone as well. In fact, there are no petite women in sight. You pull out your phone to see how your life is now. Apparently you own a petite blonde named Amanda and a pair of petite south Asian twins named Suki and Houri. You live in a different apartment, in one of the nicer parts of town. Not that your old apartment was shit or anything, but it was nice to live in a bigger apartment with less distance to eh movie theatre.

You pay the now male waiter and take the buss home, your car was at the workshop getting some new rims. Once you get home you take the elevator up to your floor. You hear someone come running in the apartment as you turn the key in your lock. You open the door to a wonderful sight. The women are lined up in front of you, bowing deeply, their foreheads touching the floor. The blonde has short cropped sandy blonde hair, you can see her **** collar on her neck. The twins meanwhile both have very long hair, looks to go down to their but. Once you close the door they raise their head slightly, crawl forward and kiss your shoes, after which they sit back on their knees and look up at you adoringly. "Welcome home Master!" They say in near perfect unison. All the girls are naked save for their collars. The collars are made of simple black leather with a metal tag on the front with their name on it.

"Hello girls, wanna have some fun?" "Yes!" They answer, eager to please you. Your mind is churning with ideas of "fun"...