Slavery

Tracey picked the collar up off the ground excitedly after having a quick look around to make sure nobody was watching her. She knew what the collar was of course, it was a slave collar and as Tracey held it in her hands she could see and feel that it was a good slave collar. It was a shiny silver colour, fairly narrow, made of steel with a sense of strength in it, she knew whoever wore this collar wouldn’t be taking it off in a hurry! As she turned it round her heart leapt, the key was in it. Tracey had seen slave collars before of course, even touched and held them, but she’d never seen one with a key attached, the keys were always out of sight, in the control of a man. …

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“Tracey, Tracey, yohoo.” Tracey knew who was trying to get her attention and for a second or two she thought about pretending she hadn’t heard them and just carry on walking down the street but with an inward sigh she knew she couldn’t do that and instead she turned and greeted Emily with a fake smile. She was sure Emily’s smile back at her was equally false, after all they were hardly the best of friends. Emily Chambers was Tracey’s neighbour and they had gone to school together but they hardly mixed outside school and once their joint education had finished they hardly mixed at all. Tracey always had the distinct impression that Emily was constantly looking down on her with a disdainful look, a sneer almost. She had been that way since school, Emily …

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