Derek called for a meal break. He had seen a billboard advertising a restaurant he liked. The menu was varied enough it offered something for everybody and it was reasonably priced. They wanted something light. They might get a full meal that evening but for now this would be a good break. He arrived just minutes before Bonnie drove up. He and Lenore had not even made it inside before Wanda called to say they were pulling into the lot. He turned to wait. Lenore hustled inside to use the restroom.
He knew something significant had happened when he observed Bonnie's glum facial expression. She did not merely look disappointed, but rather upset. He suspected Wanda had somehow turned the tables. Bonnie said 'hello' politely before rushing inside. Wanda's face seemed happy. She was trying to not grin in front of her daughter. "I take it you did something to stop Bonnie's plan?" he inquired.
"Oh, yes. She thinks I am going to indenture her ass." Wanda said, grinning. Derek almost laughed and asked her if it was bluff or serious. "I'm not sure which way I might go. For now I am serious. Well sorta. I want to teach Bonnie a lesson. Lou and Sarah are on board. I can always back off later. Right now Bonnie is regretting pushing my buttons. Let me go pee before I burst. You know the basics. Play along." Derek nodded.
While waiting for their meal, Derek asked quietly so as not to be overheard, "Bonnie, you seem pretty upset. Are you okay?"
"In a way." She began. "Mom wants to indenture me if I want to go to school," she said suddenly. Derek nodded as if he knew the details. "Would you really let her do that to me? She is talking FIVE years!" Lenore's mouth fell open and she sucked in her breath at this news.
"Technically, it would be Derek who would own your indenture." Wanda said. "I don't think it would look like right in the official records if I owned it. I have the money to pay for grad school of course from working as manager at Waddsworth, Inc. but since the hacienda is a trust now, and Derek owns that trust you would actually belong to him. I'm sure you wouldn't mind that."
"But full service indenture is no different than being a slave!" Bonnie protested. "Except for the color of the collar and the collar can't shock!" Wanda nodded and agreed. Her cheeks actually quivered as she very carefully suppressed her grin.
"Well, the choice of whether you sign is different." Lenore offered. " You have to do it voluntarily. I mean I signed a contract where Derek can indenture me if I even balk on my unofficial slavery agreement. I wouldn't really mind it except for how my family would react. They said they would do their best to fry my ass if I got myself enslaved. They meant indenture. I could never go to one of those weekend parties without them beating my butt raw. You know about those parties don't you?" Bonnie said she had gone to a couple. "Of course I wouldn't want to go to one of those parties as a slave of any type." Lenore continued.
"We skipped a few until they stopped having the girls fight each other. Sarah, Lou and Wanda went though and took Leanne and Ginger. I'm telling you, those women came home looking miserable!! I went to two as a free woman. I'd hate to go collared. The women at the parties are downright cruel! And I include my family in that. I watched my cousin ream one girl's ass while she cried and begged. The look on Marge's face told me the story. I better not go as a slave. I'm not sure if she would fuck my butt like that, but she would beat it until I could not sit!" Bonnie looked at Lenore and shuddered.
"Mom?" she asked wide-eyed. "You wouldn't let them take me to one of those parties, would you?"
"Honestly, it would not be up to me." Wanda said. "You would be owned by the hacienda trust. Derek owns it but you know Sarah and Lou are in charge of those parties. You watched me get used when we went. You saw how I hated it. Some of the use was both painful and humiliating. You seemed to accept that at the time. I did not hear you protest how I was treated." Wanda shrugged. Bonnie began to tear up. "Toughen up! Don't start crying over something that has not even happened yet." Wanda gritted. "If you start crying, I swear I will take you into the restroom and spank your butt. I can't do right here at the table because you are not collared. YET." Bonnie looked at her mother wide-eyed and shuddered. Derek came very close to laughing out loud. He knew full well Wanda would never really do such a thing. Or would she? She had been pretty upset earlier. She was certainly letting her daughter know who was in charge.
"Now, you acted like five years was excessive and it should be less. Think about it. We or rather the trust which I pay into and support is laying out the money to pay for your grad school. Plus you will be living free of charge for the couple years it takes. All your expenses paid. Many girls indenture themselves for a sum of money to be put away as a nest egg. Admittedly it is a tough way to get money and I would never recommend it. Particularly a FULL SERVICE indenture. Committing to work for a few years is a different matter. But what somebody does with his or her life is up to them. But as for you, you would be just one of the girls. Just like I was."
They ate their food and after another trip to the restroom, got in the cars to drive away. Like the first leg, Lenore drove with Bonnie as her passenger. Wanda drove the other car with Derek as hers. Derek decided that after the longer rest time, this leg would be a full three hours or so to their destination for the night. "You got that girl seriously messed up!" Derek said. "She is scared shitless of being a slave or in her case an indenture."
Wanda nodded. "I know. The shoe is on the other foot. She is the one feeling that loss of control. At first I only wanted to make her squirm. Pay her back for humiliating me. Totally fret about having to wear a collar. Then I decided she needs a stronger lesson. I told her the alternative to indenture is I'd set her up in an apartment and she could find a job. She wants to belong to the group but is scared about being in the slave role. Get Lou on the phone for me, please." Derek did.
"So how did Bonnie react to the idea you were going to indenture her?" Lou asked.
"Even better than I had hoped," Wanda reported. "She is super upset. I decided I want to keep her on edge for a while. I know you have those contracts on file in the computer. Make a real one with her name. I'm going to pressure her to sign. I'm sure she will. She hates the alternative. I want to make her feel the loss of freedom. I probably won't actually file though. Isn't the cost to register an indenture the same as a regular slave? One thousand dollars?" Lou said it was."Well, I'm not sure the lesson is worth a grand. I could release her at any time of course, but still. That is a lot of money to spend. I'll keep her on edge for at least a couple weeks though. Just to teach her a lesson. Maybe all the way through the Holidays until school starts." Lou laughed. "I had another thought. Sarah hasn't made Ginger wear that replica collar except when she went to parties. I think I'll collar Bonnie with it tomorrow. I'll tell her it will get her used to the green one she will be wearing."
"Don't you think you are taking the lesson a bit too far?" Derek asked after they hung up.
"No. Too far is taking her to one of those weekend parties and letting her get ass-raped." Wanda said. "This way we control everything that happens to her. As I sit here, I am honestly thinking she needs to FEEL what being a slave is really like. Of course she will be protected but I want to her feel that loss of power. Being stripped of your autonomy really does a number on your psyche. At first, I did not want her to experience the reality, but I wanted her to get close. I certainly do not want her damaged emotionally either. Part of what made me hesitant to go ahead with the indenture is her attending college collared. Getting treated as a second class citizen because of a collar. But thinking about it, Caroline attends with a silver collar and has had no problems. Well I mean with school. I'm sure being enslaved has had some major effect of her emotionally. I'm sure there are other girls with green collars or girls who are waiting until graduation for their indenture to start. Bonnie had a whole lot of rationalization about why she should be in charge of me. Saying it was in my nature to be submissive. She used the fact I never got married or even had a long term relationship to say I was avoiding losing myself to someone more dominant. Damn, I am going back and forth. But it is from just issue the threat to scare her or actually going for the indenture and make her spend a period of time collared like I did." Derek shrugged and said he would go along with whatever she decided. For him whatever happened would not matter much. They would all be around to pick up the pieces. Nobody was going to be sold.
The mood was not as cheerful in the other car. "I wasn't going to make Mom feel like a slave again." Bonnie grumbled. "I just wanted her to do what I wanted. Accept my supervision."
"That sounds pretty much what being a slave is, from the slave's point of view." Lenore said. Bonnie glanced sharply at the older woman.
"But it is for her own good." Bonnie said. "My intentions were to protect her. She is smart but she needs structure." Lenore laughed and said the family unit at the Hacienda was all about structure. A large family unit.
"You like the power that comes with being in charge. I could tell that right away." Lenore said. "You wasted no time having me spread my legs so you could feel me up. You pushed me hard. I was pretty surprised. I told Derek last night you were a force. I had expected us to treat each other like equals for a while, but you overwhelmed me and took over. You took charge of me right away, because you could."
"Did it bother you?" Bonnie asked. "I mean you DID agree to play slave."
"Of course it bothered me!" Lenore exclaimed. 'It humiliated the Hell out of me. We had just met. You showed us around the apartment and we went to change our clothes. Next thing I know I am standing there naked while you ran your hands all over me. I felt hijacked! Feeling me up and making me suck my juices off your fingers is not something someone does normally. You even made me sit topless until I put on my makeup. How do you think I would feel?" Lenore asked.
"You didn't argue or beg a bit!" Bonnie said. "You just obeyed. So I just did it."
