Cara gets transfered to the psychiatric hospital.

Cara's parents agreed with the doctor's plans for their daughter. The following morning, Cara was transported to the secluded hospital.

After a quick medical examination, Cara was assigned a classification and a room. Due to her violent and sporadic spasms, and her catatonic appearance, she was labeled as a large risk to herself. The orderlies stripped her and put on a strip jacket, depositing her in a small padded room. There the girl the next several months of her life, being continually assaulted by the spirit of the choker.

Seven months later, two night orderlies watch the catatonic girl through the door to her room. The dark-haired man speaks to his friend. "Like I said, she just seems to orgasm all day long. God, we have to change her pants three times a day!"

The blond-haired man started to grin. "I bet we could have a lot of fun with her, and nobody would ever notice." His friend nodded in agreement, and they entire the room. The remove Cara's pants, leaving her straight-jacketed. Cara once again tried to speak.

"Noo... please, no...", but the choker has already decided to never let her speak again.

The orderlies picked her up, and held her as they begin to fuck both of her holes. Cara's eyes went wide, but the choker still muzzled her mouth. Cara cries as the gangbang continues.

"Hehehehehehehehe!" The choker was delighted at Cara's new fate. "Why, I don't see much need in **** you myself anymore! I think I'll just watch." And from that day on, the choker no longer bound Cara's arms or legs, or penetrated her to aide in her transformation. The muzzle remained.

Every night, the orderlies would return to Cara's room to use her body, her protests going unheard.

And one day, she broke. She no longer tried to scream or protest against her attacks, and the choker realized her job was finally done. Cara would spend the rest of her life as a mindless slut for the men around her.

"From phantom bondage to real bondage, I have done my deed. Farewell, slut!" With those words, the choker loosened from Cara's neck and fell to the floor of her prison.

A female doctor noticed the choker during the rounds the next morning, and picked it up. That night, as she sat in her office, she held the cursed object in her hand, feeling a strange attraction to the jewelry. She put it around her neck, and sealed her fate.

-The End-