Gwen puts on the Slave Girl Costume

Gwen picked up the green slave girl costume. She covered her breast in the green fabric. And pulled on the skirt.

“I feel...” Gwen said softly. Grabbing the collar and fastening it around her neck. A tear slowly rolling down her cheek. “Ready to serve.”

“Good,” Lauren said. “We will be with you shortly. Please prepare the apartment for us.”

“As you wish,” Gwen said, she held the gold chain to her collar in one hand as the phone hung up. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this, but something inside her told her it was what she meant to do.