A Whole New World (Of Bondage & slavery)

"It would make my life so much..." Jonas was cut off as the world changed before his eyes. One moment he was in America being talked down to by his step daughter. Then in the blink of an eye he was in the same place talking to the same person, but now he was in the dukedom of Lechtorgrad on the continent named Vespuchia, chastising his **** girls.

"Please Master." Tiffany said. The raven haired cheerleader was on her knees with tears in her eyes. "I am sorry for running off. I did not mean to. I mean. I just. We. We..."

Face to face with the man who had bought her and her mother from the flesh merchants five years ago, she could not for the life of her figure out a good excuse that would avoid punishment. "What are you going to do with me?" Tiffany asked.

Jonas looked around at the party in shock and confusion. It was a typical party like any fourth echelon party. Like the dozens of fourth echelon parties he had been to when he was in his fourth echelon during his academy years. But then Jonas remembered that those memories were brand new.

He knew that he had lived two lives. One life ended the moment he had made that wish. The other life, the one he was living now, Jonas could remember every detail of it as clearly as if it were real, which it was. He remembered that he was a rank-4 citizen of The Empire of Freedonia. He remembered his mother buying Clara and Tiffany for him after his wife had died. He remembered Miranda getting the conscription notice and choosing to undergo a Binding Ceremony when she turned eighteen to become her father's **** rather than perform the five years of prostitution expected of women rank-6 and lower who are drafted for Imperial Service.

Jonas was confused and scared. He only snapped back to reality when he felt his daughter pulling on his pants leg. "I AM SORRY MASTER-DADDY!" Miranda said between fits of crying. "I do not want to be whipped! Please do not sell me! I am a bad **** girl." she said in her sobs.

"It is okay. Just. just. just go have fun for an hour and then be ready to go home. No more drinking. Okay?"

The girls hopped to their feet and beamed at Jonas. "Yes, Master. Thank you Master." they said in unison before running off to enjoy a brief moment of freedom.

Jonas looked around and saw citizens and subjects being waited on hand and foot by the army of slaves Charles Edwards kept in his stable. His daughter had gone all out in throwing this orgiastic festival typical of a rank-11 citizen coming of age.

Jonas stared at the emerald ring in bewilderment. Suspicion filled his mind, an idea formed and a test was conducted.

"I wish someone would tell me what is going on." Jonas said.