Out and About With Your Empty SlaveWife

An hour later, you and Joy are making your way down a relatively packed boulevard. You'd thought that, being Christmas day, the streets would be empty. But, if anything it's unusually packed. You lead Joy along behind you. It's a tough task, because she walks stiffly and in an unnatural gait.

The sight of it is enough to draw a few odd glances. She must look drunk.

If there is any mercy here, it is that the temperature is low enough that it makes sense for her to be wearing a scary in public. It would have been even worse if you'd been leading her all of this way while people could see the strange, glowing collar.

"Is this the store?" You ask, pointing to a small dusty antique store. This was the part of town where she'd specified she got it. It's a blessing that the light was still on inside.

"Yes, Master. This is where the collar was purchased." Joy answers in her increasingly familiar monotone.

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