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Chapter 5 by Transslave Transslave

How does it look?

Beutiful

The first thing she noticed was the collar suddenly closed around her neck. Where a moment ago her neck was bare, there was now a heavy leather collar locked in place. On the front of the collar, there was a small ring with some tags and a plastic badge hanging from it, gingerly she peered at the tag. Public ****. So she wasn't owned, yet. It was a little disappointing but a little relieving. She could probably **** her own enslavement later but this meant she could test the waters a bit before diving in.

The front half of the badge displayed her breast, ass, and penis along with a QR code and her price, $6,000. The second half displayed prices for version services.

Looking down she found even more changes to her person. Where before she had been wearing a knee-length and a plain white blouse, she now found her skirt just barely hanging below her testicles. While her shirt was positively see-through.

Looking around, changes were immediately evident. All the women wore collars, like her most had tags displaying their interment, while a few women had their tags swapped for leashes.

Looking outside she saw a man walking a pair of girls on leashes, one was completely naked and robbed of all dignity she crawled on all fours. The second, in stark contrast, walked proudly wearing a floral sundress, she was laughing along to whatever joke her master was telling her. Ash watched as down the street a van pulled up beside a pretty girl and a group of men stepped out. She couldn't tell what they were saying but one was showing the women some papers, and the girl hung her head. The men stepped forward, one quickly tearing the tags from her collar before attaching a leash. The other man took a pair of scissors to her clothes stripping her of everything. Once they were done they loaded her into a small crate in the back of the van before driving off. Ashlynn had just watched a girl's life turn upside down in the span of two minutes, and it was the sexiest thing she had ever seen.

Her revelry was broken as she felt a hand snatch for her tags.

Who is holding her tags?

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