Jo's Story

Leo leaned against the brick wall of a crumbling building. He was watching the young girl across the street. He could not tell whether she was still a teenager or if she was a little older than that, but he had seen her there during school hours so he supposed that she was in her twenties. She was begging for money or food and as of yet seemed to have met with little success. He had been watching her for months and decided that now was his chance to make her his. Having made up his mind he walked right up to her on the other side of the street.

“Excuse me, sir, could you spare some change so that I can eat tonight?” the girl spoke first.

“How old are you, honey?” Leo asked, casually.

The girl searched his eyes wondering why he cared. “I’m twenty, Sir, what’s it to you?”

“If I told you that I knew of a way that you could eat every night and have a place to stay, would you be interested?” he asked.

“Of course I would!” the girl exclaimed.

“Why don’t you come with me? We’ll go get something to eat and I’ll explain it all to you, okay?”

“Okay.”

The girl followed Leo to his car and sat in the passenger seat. “What’s your name?” he asked.

“My name is Jo,” she replied, watching him.

“Jo, do you have parents out on the streets with you?”

“I don’t have anyone. I could disappear and no one would know.”

Leo nodded his head sympathetically. Inside he was congratulating himself on successfully capturing his prey. The two chitchatted while Leo drove across town to a fairly new house. He ushered her inside and sat her down at the kitchen table. After fixing something for her to eat, he sat down and began to explain things to her. “Jo, here’s the deal. If you will work for me in my office downstairs, I will provide you with a room of your own and as much food as you want. Is it a deal?”

“Yeah, it’s a deal,” Jo answered.

“Great! Let me show you around then!” Leo jumped up from his chair. He escorted her to his basement and locked the door before she could react.

In the basement were numerous devices that he would use when she submitted to him. Also, there were leather straps on the wall that he would use to tie her down or for when he had to leave her alone in the house. Seeing these things, Jo suddenly realized what was happening. “I don’t think I want the job after all,” she said, turning and trying to get out through the door. Leo grabbed her and held her tightly by the shoulders.

“You no longer have a choice, Jo.” He pushed her down to a kneeling position. “You are my slave, Jo. You will address me as Sir, or Master. You will do whatever I ask you to do, no matter what you think about it. As time goes on, if you behave well, I may listen to your protests. I will respect your rights as soon as you earn them.”

“And what if I don’t obey?” Leo did not answer, forcing her to catch on quickly. “What if I don’t obey, Sir?”

“Then you will pay with physical pain, Jo. Do you understand, Jo?”

Jo nodded, somewhat bewildered. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Now I’ll show you to your room.

Leo showed Jo to a well-furnished bedroom. Upon entering, Jo felt at home and gave up the idea of protesting this situation. Thus began her submission to Master Leo.