The young girl who must have been around 15 or 16 was a little dark skinned but not too much. She was very slim and had budding breast which would per...ectly fit into your hands if you were to cup them. She had brown eyes, black hair till the middle of her back and was wairing a jeans and some kind of a top through whoch her baby pink bra straps could clearly be seen. This girl had high cheek bones and a really beautifull face, I couldnt help myself and started staring at her.Her mother looked. Then she does something that just floors me. She gets a wicked little smile and asks me which piece of lingerie is my favorite. I tell her that I like what she looks like in all her lingerie. She says that is not what she meant and that I know what she is talking about. I tell her that I enjoy her cream colored nightgown and her white slip the most and that they are just so soft, and that they feel good against my skin. She reaches back, unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor. She is. ”Kelly went from a cruel scowl to a sadistic smile.“You love me that much? You’d give yourself away without even anything in return?”Being her possession would be everything I need in return. Slave contracts were legal as long as the person signing it was an adult of sound mind, and I’m definitely an adult if maybe a little crazy but certainly not enough to invalidate a contract. Usually a slave contract was a way of settling a civil suit outside of court for those who couldn’t afford whatever. I stumbled towards the mirror and my table. There was a cart and box of chocolates in between my dirty make-up wipes. ‘Hi there my sleepy fairy.’ He’d written. ‘I had a great time this evening, the chocolates are laced with a different kind of sedative, eat them when you get home and you’ll be my sleepy puppet again. Love Sam.’ In an impulse I threw the card and the box of chocolates in the bin. That guy was crazy if he though I would voluntarily take those drugged chocolates and let him do.