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Chapter 3
by
zechs195
What’s in the satchel?
A leash
Dr. Paulson reached into the satchel and pulled out a collar and leash. I was scared about what his intentions were.
I turned to my parents who wouldn’t look at me. I remained trying to cover my breasts and crotch while the four clothed and armed men stood around me. The only thing close to clothing I have is my sandals. Having no other way to cover, my bare ass was exposed to the men who were circling behind me and they didn’t even bother to hide their stares as they looked me up and down. No one had ever seen me naked since I was a child and now I was on full display to these sadistic men.
Dr Paulson took the collar and looked into my eyes as he loosened it and then placed it over my head. I didn’t want to uncover myself so I did nothing as he roughly tightened it around my neck. He linked the leash to the front. Trying to overcome the shock I opened my mouth to protest but he interrupted.
“Your compliance will decide how your family will be treated going forward. Be a good girl and they will live well, resist or fight back and you will not be the only one who suffers. You do not speak, you do not resist, you do as you are told and mom and dad and their little children will know fully bellies and the many comforts of life.”
Losing all resistance at the threat, I didn’t do anything as he grabbed my arms and placed them limply at my side baring my breasts and vagina. I was embarrassed not only at my exposure but my unshaven pubic region.
I left my arms at my side, with my family was at risk I didn’t want to take any chances, even being naked in front of these men and my parents. I was horrified at both the exposure and the vulnerability. My parents still couldn’t look at me and I didn’t really want them looking at me naked but I really could use their support.
Dr Paulson looked at me all over circling and staring while holding the leash in his hand but not pulling me in any direction. I could tell he was appraising my body like some sort of prized calf. I gulped nervously waiting for him to say anything.
What does he think?
The Island
Don’t bite the hand feeds
A small island town is ruled by the one man with enough money to keep everything going. He is cruel, greedy, and exploits all those he can. When he is challenged or questioned he punishes severely. That extends to families and especially to their teenage daughters.
Updated on Oct 1, 2019
by zechs195
Created on Apr 1, 2019
by zechs195
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