She has not really a great choice

“And … you promise to let me finish my studies?” Erin asks shy.

“Yes, I promise,” Gavin says calm, “the university offers some special courses for slaves which can be compared with normal studies. As soon as you are my **** I will sign in the papers so you can continue. If you want to know more about these courses you can read it on the homepage.”

Erin sights. She knows that there is no better offer coming. She would lose everything she worked for. And maybe she has some hope it would be better after she finishes her studies and becomes a doctor. She shivers a little when she reaches for the pen Gavin offers her. With a small signature she throws her old live away and becomes the **** of a guy she considered her friend. Maybe she still considers Gavin a friend and hopes he would be a nice master. One of the kind who rarely punishes his slaves and allows them to wear clothes in public.

“So it be,” Gavin says and puts his signature right behind Erin’s “Erin Clark, from now on you are not a free woman anymore. You belong to me and will follow my orders. Do you understand what this means?”

“Yes, Gavin, I will do what you want,” Erin answers a little frightened, “just please ...”

“First, it is master for you,” Gavin interrupt, “it’s fine if you make such a mistake in private and since it is the first time I will let it slide. But never disrespect me in public. Faking a **** contract is a serious crime and if the police suspects me to not taking your treatment serious, I can get expelled from school and you will end on a second-hand auction. You know what this means, right?”

Erin shivers again. Of course she had heard about the second-hand auctions. Horrible places where **** end if there masters is considered incapable to punish them or has no future interest in them. Sometimes it’s the slaves fault too. Criminal girls with no respect among the society can be brought here. These auctions are overrun with old men, punks and pimps. Since only a few men or very poor people want a second-hand **** instead of a new one the chance to get a nice master there is so small it almost not exist.

“Second, I have a gift for you,” Gavin says and puts a small bag in front of Erin, “come on. Try it.”

Erin opens the bag, which is complicated because of her tied hands and then looks really disappointed. She hoped for underwear or something else to cover her body. But clearly she was not hoping for this.