Walking out of my room with my car keys, my heart wouldn’t stop beating so hard. My palms felt sweaty and itchy, as I imagined walking into the shopping mall with a damn collar hanging around my neck.
Wait, what if Ethan decides it would be best for him to hold my collar and I stroll into the shopping mall on all fours, like a dog. Ohh my God!
Okay, I have to prevent this from happening. I have to do something. Oh my goodness, why didn’t I think of this. Going to the mall, is an opportunity to finally escape from Ethan. I can finally put an end to all this.
All I have to do is walk up to a guard, or signal anyone that I am being held against my wish. And then, I can finally get free… while Ethan would be sent back to prison. I can already taste my freedom, I can see Ethan getting dragged back to prison, where he came from.
I could also start researching on why my characters came to life, but first.. to achieve all this, I have to get to the mall first.
“Here’s the key master.” I said to Ethan, handing the car key over to him. He takes it from me, with watchful eyes. I hope he doesn’t get to see through me, I hope he wouldn’t guess that I’m trying to escape.
“Let’s go.” He said finally after a really long stare at me. He opened the sitting room door, and we both stepped outside. Ethan locks the door, while I walked to the car.
Ethan unlocks the car, I got into the front seat… while he got into the driver’s seat. “Seat belt.” Ethan instructs, his eyes ahead.
I gulped, then puts on the seat belt.
It was like twenty minutes drive from my house to the mall.
“Get down slave, we are here.” Ethan said to me, getting down from the car. I swallowed, staring at the mall through the car window.
The mall suddenly felt like a slaughter house to me. I do not want to go in there, I definitely do not want to go in there looking like this… a collar on my neck, a chain on my hand, no panties or bra underneath my dress’s to worsen the whole case, if I accidentally bend down, my whole ass would be in full display for everyone to see.
“Get down Janice!!” Ethan growled. I jumped in fright, at the sound of his voice. I got down from the car, my hands trying to cover my exposed tight.
This might not be anything, but he just called me by my name. Ethan called me Janice! Weird!
“We are going to play a game Janice, and your freedom depends on the choices you make at the end of it.” His words were clear, but it felt like puzzles to me. Did he just say *my freedom?*
“My freedom?” I questioned staring into his eyes.
“Yes your freedom. I am letting you go Janice, I am putting an end to this master slave relationship we have. I want you to be free of me.”
My jaw dropped, if it it’s possible… I know my jaw would definitely be sweeping the car floor right now. Did Ethan just said, what I think I heard. Did he just say he is letting me go.
But If he really wants to let me go, then why did he dress me like this. And couldn’t he have just left from my house. Who the hell give his/her slave freedom in front of a shopping mall. It just doesn’t make sense.
It felt like he knew what was going on in my head, cause his next words were… “I let you dress like a slave, because I want you to choose.”
“Choose.” I stuttered a little bit confuse. What does he want me to choose from. What choice am I to face here, cause I can’t seem to see it.
Again, I think Ethan had become a mind reader, I am pretty sure I didn’t add reading minds along the personality I gave to him in my book.
“It’s just a simple thing Janice. Here’s the key to the vibrator, also the key to your collar… and in here is a decent dress for you to wear..” As he said those words, he gave me the stuffs one by one. So I was here planning my escape plan, when he had already decided to let me go. What a waste of time.
“Janice you take all this things, walk into one of the restrooms in the mall, have a change of cloth and come back out. If you do that, then I will take it that you have decided to be free of me and I will leave quietly. But, if you decided to remain my slave, you walk out of that mall just the way you are right now.”
“Why? Why now?” This was the only question I could bring myself to ask him. Everything feels so sudden.
“Because I realize that my revenge is enough. At least, I’m very sure you won’t be writing tragedy anymore, since you know there’s a 50percent chance that your character is living somewhere in this world.” He smiled, it was the best I have ever seen.
“So… you go in there, and make your decision.” He smiled at me lightly. I breath out, opened the car door and got out.
I walked into the mall nervously, a lot of eyes were drawn to me, but I didn’t care I just walked straight to the restroom.
I entered into the restroom… walked into one of the toilet stall and sat down on the water closet. I rub my leg nervously, thinking of a decision.
I stared at the keys on my palm, my left hand touching the collar around my neck. Is it weird to say, I had gotten comfortable in it.
At that moment the vibrator started again, I held onto the toilet seat tightly, making sure not to moan out loud.
This might be a torture, but I don’t think I want it to stop. Maybe is not so bad being a slave after all.
I let the vibrator stop first, before getting out of the toilet.
I walked through the shopping mall, I could see a police man standing not to far from me.
*You could just walk up to the police man, and tell him all about Ethan. Ethan would he locked up in prison again, and you will be free from him…..* My subconsciousness advice.
I stared out the shopping mall, my eyes staring at the direction of where my car has been parked, with Ethan sitting in it.
I gulped nervously, my fingers felt so scratchy.. I have to make a decision, and I have to do that now.
*What is it going to be Janice…? Report Ethan or accept him as your master*