Lisa's New Rules

Later that day, tired but utterly satisfied, Lisa was lying on the sofa in the home she shared with her sister. Diana was out doing something for the night, so it was only Lisa home, a fact she was privately grateful for. Her whole body was bathed in quiet satisfaction, the day had gone even more brilliantly than she had hoped, and recalling the memories of both humiliation and tenderness made her heart tremble even now. She was tired, both physically and mentally, her body felt like it had been put through the ringer.

After they had fucked, Kyle had given her some time to collect herself, as well as for himself to do the same, and then he had proceeded to stroke and touch her, his hands finding their way across her naked body. He was much more gentle now, with none of the demanding urgency which had come with his earlier actions. Lisa felt her pussy tingle at the memory, heat rushing to her face, one of her fingers fell to her womanhood, gently massaging her pussy through the fabric of her yoga shorts. After she had gotten back home, she'd finally been allowed to throw on some clothes, which had come as something of a relief to her. Even though she had enjoyed the constant humiliation of going around the city naked, it had eventually dawned on Lisa that clothes were invented for a reason, and that reason wasn't totally to cover up the fun parts of the body. Or at least, covering up the fun parts was more of a side effect of covering up the rest of it too because, for example, it was cold and if you didn't cover said fun parts, you might _lose _said fun parts.

...yeah, she was probably going to have to make a rule to ensure that it stayed nice and warm for the next week or so. Walking back home had not been pleasant. It had kinda killed the whole buzz of being a helpless **** **** to parade through the streets naked and ashamed.

LIsa felt the corners of her mouth tug into a smile, realising that she was probably the only person in the city who would have just thought that exact thought. But thanks to the rulebook, she was able to really let her inner emotions and desires rise to the surface.

Speaking of which...

She was lying on the sofa, a laptop was set up on a desk in front of her, playing some youtube video or other. She was mostly using it for background noise. The rulebook was sitting beside her, and she had a pencil in her hand. She was still naked from the waist up, though, and the feeling of her collar as it hugged her neck made her smirk again, remembering her time with Kyle in the bathroom.

Anyway, tomorrow was Saturday, so there would be no college to go to, and no Kyle to spend time with. She'd considered making it mandatory for slaves to stay with their masters, but honestly, she felt like he probably deserved a break especially after today. Usually - that was to say, before she had become a **** - Lisa would have spent a few hours at the gym on Saturdays to help keep her figure and stay in shape. The idea of doing so again now was tempting, especially since she usually went with Stacy, or her sister.

Hell, why not make a day of it? Lisa nodded to herself as the thought ran through her mind, gently massaging her left breast with her hand, feeling her worn body responding. She was too tired, and too spent to really masturbate again today, but tomorrow was a whole new game, and she was already seeing how she might have some fun.

New Rule: All Gyms have a secondary area for slaves to work out in. The machines and trainers in this area are all based around humiliation and sexual degradation. It is mandatory for any **** who is a member of the gym to work out there instead of the main area.

That felt good. That was a good rule which would be fun. Though, Lisa quickly saw a problem. If it was only her, it would kind of ruin the fantasy, wouldn't it? At the same time, she didn't want to be cruel or nasty to other women who didn't want to be slaves, so...

Old Rule: The position of College Sex **** is not unique to colleges. Many other groups have a similar position, including businesses and clubs. Unlike a college sex ****, however, those positions are typically highly paid and volunteer exclusive. Among sex slaves, the college sex **** is considered to be the lowest due to their nature as someone who does not even get paid for their services. Slaves in society are generally treated as second class citizens, however, and humiliation is not uncommon In fact, some see it as their duty to ensure that slaves have a humiliating time as possible.

Even if a **** is not tied to a particular business or building, and is just visiting or is even a customer, there are laws and rules which allow those slaves to be humiliated publicly if they break any of the rules of the establishment. Said rules usually being intentionally vague and easy to break for this purpose.

Lisa smiled. She could already feel anticipation thrumming through her body. Tomorrow, she decided, it would not be about Kyle, but rather, she'd go out with Diana and Stacy and see what sort of new world her rules had created.

She could hardly wait.