She doesn't

Lisa opened her mouth to volunteer, but the words died in her throat, her stomach turned, and her voice rebelled. She tried to speak again, but again, could do nothing. It was as though the power had suddenly been taken from her, though she knew the one who had done that had been herself. Fear had frozen her solid, stealing her chance to save her friend. As Stacy cried, Lillian smirked down at her, and Lisa felt her spirit die a little. She wanted to save her friend, but she was frozen on the spot. Images of what Lillian would do to her dancing through her mind. Hot terror boiled in the back of her gut, especially with how the rulebook had failed to help Diana. Part of her pointed out that it could fail to help her as well, and Lillian would not be the sort of person she could escape from otherwise. Up until now, this had all been a game of some sort, just some sexual fantasy let loose. Now however, it had changed. Now it was real. The collar around her neck was cold and tight, the helplessness of her nudity flooded back. She wasn't playing a game, she wasn't in control.

She was terrified.

That was why she didn't speak up. That was why she turned her head, self-hatred and loathing boiling in her breast. She had gotten Stacy into this, but she had refused the chance to help her now. All because she was scared of what Lillian would do to her. She was a coward.

"Here." Anya said, unaware of her thoughts. She handed a leather bound item to both Lillian and David. The latter of whom flipped through it quickly, then nodded approvingly.

"License?" He said.

"That is correct." Said the older woman. "So long as you have it, you will be given a wide discretion as to what you can do with your slaves, and not merely on college grounds. It will help you anywhere that you may require or desire it, especially as it pertains to public punishments and humiliations. It will also provide evidence of your ownership, so that the police do not think that this is something bad."

"That's good." Lillian smirked. "I'd hate to think I was doing something bad."

She reached for the collar still tied around Stacy's neck, dragging her towards the door. The blond **** shot one last look of helplessness towards Lisa that churned her soul, and then was gone, leaving Lisa, David and Anya.

"Fuckmeat here still has to attend her classes, doesn't she?" David asked.

"She is expected to attend most of them." Anya nodded. "Though, she is unable to fail them now due to her position, if she fails to attend, she will be punished by the teachers for it in any way that they desire, so long as you yourself do not disapprove."

"Ah." David said. "I see... And her name?"

"Is to be decided by you. Originally, it was going to be given to her as part of her induction, but it was decided that that was too impersonal. The master will provide the **** a new name as and when they see fit."

"Good, good." David said, almost cackling. "Did you get me the tools I asked for yesterday?"

"We did." Anya said. "Most of these were easily found, though a few took a while."

She handed him a full looking bag, which he took with glee. He reached into it, and pulled out a lead, the sort of thing you might use to walk a dog. Instantly, Lisa knew exactly where it was going. She froze in place as David reached down, leering at her naked body all the while. He hooked the lead to her collar, and pulled hard, jerking her forward with a yelp.

"Good." He said. "Thank you, Anya. I'll be sure to treat this **** exactly as she deserves."

He tugged again, this time towards the door. She moved to get up, but David raised a warning finger.

"Ah-ah." He said. "Walking on two legs is for slaves that earn it. You're on four, my dear. Like the animal you are."

Flushing red with equal parts fury and humiliation, Lisa dropped to her hands and knees, and David led her from the room and back towards the corridor.

"You know." He said to her. "I'm amazed at my luck. All year, I've been looking at you and your sister, and you don't even give me the time of day. Now, not only was I chosen to inspect you before, but I also get to be your master? Ha! I guess there is a god after all, eh?"

Lisa said nothing. Her heart was hammering in her chest, and she was walking with her head down. Her eyes were wide as she considered her position was now spinning wildly out of control. She had to figure out something to do, but she couldn't think of a single thing right then.

"Right." David said. "I believe we have a class together next, do we not? Advanced Computer Theory?"

Lisa said nothing until David jerked the lead again.

"Yes!" She yelped. "Y-yes we do!"

"Master." He said. "You're to call me master at all times, understand?"

"Yes..." She said slowly.

"Yes what?"

"Yes m-master."

"Good." He nodded again. "Now, the question is, what can I do to you? I've been dreaming of this moment so long, now it's finally come, I'm actually sort of stumped. Well, that's fine. I had Anya get me a bunch of supplies, so whatever comes to mind, we can do." He grinned at her. "Oh, we're going to have so much fun."