Slave Camp Jim Ch 24

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Chapter 24 - Patty comes back

The birthday party did the trick. I got out of my funk and went on a couple of dates, including one woman with whom I dated for a few months. She, however, wanted to get too serious too quickly, and the memories of my relationship with Patty resurfaced. She was nice, and if she hadn't started to push, I could have seen us dating for quite a while, but I wanted to take things much slower than she did. The relationship eventually ended.

It had been a year since Charlotte joined us. After the glances I saw Harold and Charlotte giving each other at my birthday party, I kept a closer eye on them. I wasn't specifically spying on them, but I did catch a few snippets of conversation between them. As a result, I reached out to François to get ready.

I was sitting in my office just after the start of the day when I heard a knock on my door. I said, "Come in."

Harold stuck his head in the door and asked, "Jim, do you have a few minutes?"

I nodded, and he and Charlotte came into the room together. They were holding hands. I gestured for them to sit. They looked quite nervous.

I waited a few seconds and said, "Yes?"

Harold glanced at Charlotte and nervously said, "Uh. Jim, we were wondering." He glanced quickly at Charlotte, who looked a bit pale. He continued, "Would you sell Charlotte to me?"

I knew what was happening, but I thought I would put them through the wringer a bit. If they really wanted this, then they had to show it. I asked, "Why?'

They glanced at each other. Charlotte nodded. Harold answered, "Well, I think we are in love with each other. I was hoping that I could buy out the last six months of her slavery, and then she could move in with me."

I sat back in my chair and studied them both. I turned to Charlotte and asked, "Is this what you want?"

Charlotte swallowed deeply and said, "Yes. We have really clicked, and we love each other."

Secretly, I was happy with this development, as one of the points of getting her, besides punishing Patty, was to rehabilitate her so she could lead a normal life after her sentence was finished. I quickly texted David to come to my office.

I had already talked to David about this. We had a policy of people married or living together not having a reporting relationship in the office. It was a bit more complicated for me. I was the owner, but although Charlotte did live in my house, I had David make the final decision on any changes to her work. I, at least, wanted to attempt to show that the rules also applied to me.

I stared at them for a minute and finally said, "No."

The two of them looked crestfallen, which finally confirmed that their feelings for each other were real. I reached into my desk, pulled out a file folder, and then continued, "Look, I'm not blind. I have seen for months how close you two have gotten. Frankly, this isn't a surprise." I asked them, "Do you trust me?"

They glanced at each other, and both replied, "Yes."

I looked at Charlotte. "There is a good reason why I won't sell you. What if, after a month, you decide that this isn't going to work out? You would be a slave owned by Harold. You would have no way out." She nodded her understanding. I then pulled out a stack of paper from the file folder and handed copies to each of them. They started to read them while listening to me. "So, I have had a rental agreement drawn up for the duration of your sentence. In this agreement, if you have any reason why you no longer want to live with Harold, then all you have to do is give me a glance that shows that something is wrong, and I will terminate the rental agreement, and you will live again at my house."

They were silent as they contemplated what I had said. Harold spoke first, "Now that you have explained it, it makes sense." Charlotte nodded her agreement. Harold was reviewing the contract. He came to the rental cost and exclaimed, "You are only charging a dollar for the remaining six months?"

I laughed to myself and said, "If you find that that is too much, you will also see in the agreement that while the agreement is in effect, you will get her salary, so I think that should cover that amount."

The two of them glanced at each other, and tears of joy and relief ran down their faces. Charlotte asked, "How can we thank you?"

I said, "Don't thank me yet. Harold, take the agreement to a lawyer and get them to review it. Make this a life lesson. Never sign a contract that hasn't been reviewed." I heard David knock on the door. I said, "Come."

David stepped in. He asked, "Are things OK?"

I gestured to Harold and Charlotte. They had big grins on their faces. Harold said, "More than OK."

I nodded to David. David said, "Well, I don't want to throw a wrench in the works, but I have a problem with this."

They both looked shocked. Harold asked, "What is the problem?"

David tried to keep a stern face, but I saw the smirk start to show. "Well, if you are living together, then you can't have Charlotte working for you."

I then picked up my part and asked, "David, there surely must be something we can do?"

He pretended to think for a minute, "I can think of one solution." I saw Harold and Charlotte get hopeful looks on their faces. David continued, "We could promote Harold from Team Lead to that Management position on the other team we need to fill."

I leaned back in my chair again. David and I had already reviewed this. We planned to meet with Harold tomorrow if they hadn't come to my office today. The offer letter was ready and in David's hand. I said, "Wow, that is a big step. Do you think he is ready?"

The look on Harold and Charlotte's faces was priceless.

David said, "I think so." He turned to Harold and handed him the offer letter. "Harold, we think you are ready for that next step. Here is the offer letter for your promotion. Let us know if the terms are adequate."

Harold was speechless. A sizable pay increase accompanied the increase in responsibility. Harold had turned the letter so that Charlotte could see it. Then, he showed one of the reasons why he deserved the promotion. He said, "Wait, you two planned all this."

David and I then started laughing. I said, "First, check the date on the letter. We were planning on meeting with you tomorrow. You deserve this promotion. David and I have discussed you for that role for a few weeks. You two coming here today together just made the timing perfect."

I then moved to the rental agreement. "Since my birthday party all those months ago, I have watched you two grow as a couple. I had the rental agreement drawn up a few weeks ago. I want you to know I needed this to play out the way it did. I overheard you talking about this a while ago, but I really needed to know that you were serious. You two coming here showed that you are serious."

Everyone was smiling at this point. I said, "OK, next steps. First, Harold, you have the rest of the day off. Call that uncle lawyer of yours. Take both the offer letter and the rental agreement to have him review. Second, go to the Slave Induction Center and get your Slave Owner's license. You will need one."

Harold then spoke up, "Actually, I already got that."

I smiled and said, "Good man."

I paused, "Now there was something else. I stood and walked to the door of my office. "Now, what was that?" I paused again. "David, I think we need to step out of my office for this next part. I don't think they want an audience for their first hug and kiss." I saw their eyes lock on each other. As I closed the door, I said, "No further than a kiss, though. At least in my office." And then I closed the door. We could hear the shuffling of chairs.

A couple of minutes later, the door opened. They were grinning like cats that caught a canary.

David had left for a meeting. I told Harold, "From my perspective, even though the agreement isn't signed, she is yours now. I think you should join us for dinner tonight. Then, if the agreement is good, we can sign it tonight and sort out the timing for Charlotte to move in with you."

We did sign that agreement after dinner that night. Charlotte dragged Harold back to her room, claiming she wanted him to see how much clothing she had to move. However, the noises from her room stated that they were doing something else.

We all had knowing grins when they eventually emerged, still adjusting their clothing.

She moved out two days later. The girls were all in tears. Likely thinking of the fact that Charlotte was moving on and soon to be free while they still had over three and a half years left on their sentences.

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Six months later, I had two duties to perform. The first was going to the Slave Induction Center with Harold to free Charlotte. The second was to pick Patty up from George.

It was a Friday. I met them at the center, right at the opening. We went in together. Harold and Charlotte were both nervous that something might go wrong, so they were holding hands. We had to wait in line, but eventually, the clerk scanned my ID and Charlotte's collar to verify our identity. Then, after checking their records to verify this was the date her sentence ended, they produced a machine that released her collar.

Charlotte was now free. I saw her feel the skin around her neck where the collar had been. It had been so many years since the collar had been attached.

When we left the building, she did a twirl of freedom. She went to hug Harold, only to find him down on one knee with a ring in his hand. He didn't even get a chance to ask the question. She just jumped on him and yelled, "Yes!"

We went briefly into the office. There was a banner in the office that said, "Charlotte, Welcome to freedom."

There was a cake, and everyone congratulated them not just on her freedom but now also on their engagement.

Eventually, things settled down, and we all went back to work. I called George to verify that we were still on schedule for the end of the day. He was to get Patty packed but not tell her why. I would then drop by before dinner to pick her up.

I was distracted all afternoon. Patty was a big unknown, but I planned to take her out for dinner before bringing her home. I wanted to talk to her and figure out if that was safe or if I would need to sell her. She still has thirteen and a half years left on her sentence.

I did have one pleasant interruption in the afternoon. While I was meeting with David, Harold and Charlotte knocked on my door. They came in.

Harold said, "Good, you are both here. We have a favor to ask of you two."

I said, "Anything, what is it?"

Harold nodded to Charlotte. Charlotte asked, "Jim, I really don't have any family. Would you give me away at our wedding?"

I stood, hugged her, and said, "It will be my pleasure."

Harold turned to David, "David, will you be my best man?"

David stood, shook his hand, and said, "It will be my honor."

After another round of hugs and handshakes, the happy couple left. David grinned at me and said, "That could not have turned out any better. Great work, Jim."

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The end of the day came. I took a deep breath and made my way over to George's place. He met me outside.

He said, "You know, when we signed this agreement, I was looking forward to this new hot body to play with, but now that we have reached the end, that isn't what I will miss her for."

I asked, "Why, what happened?"

He laughed and rubbed his belly, "Well, she is a hell of a cook. She is a good fuck, but man, I am going to miss her cooking."

I thought back to when we dated. I said, "I assumed when we dated that she had someone cook the meals, and she just took credit."

He lapped me on the back, "Fuck no. She is amazing in the kitchen."

I thought, "I'll have to have Jackie check her out."

We entered the house. Patty was carrying a suitcase but dropped it when she spotted me. She was wearing a nice T-shirt and shorts. I was expecting the tube top, short shorts, and high heels. Maybe the food she cooked softened George a bit.

I said, "Hello, Patty."

Her lip quivered. "What's going on?"

I glanced at George. He shrugged. I told her, "The rental agreement that I had with George for you has now expired. You will be leaving here and coming back to my place."

She looked shocked and started to say, "But I thought...."

I interrupted, "I know what you thought. You thought what I wanted you to think."

She was about to say something else, but I firmly said, "I will explain everything later. Just finish packing."

She said, "This is it." There were two boxes and a suitcase.

I pulled out the remote for my SUV and unlocked it. "The SUV is unlocked. Load everything into the back."

She picked up the suitcase she had dropped and took it out to the SUV. She looked very confused.

George and I sat down, and I verified that Patty was removed from his Slave App. Since I was her owner, I never removed her from my side. He commented that there were a few slave sales and auctions this week, so he would have her replacement soon. After Patty, he would have to look more for someone who was a good cook.

Patty finished loading the SUV. George hugged her goodbye, and I shook his hand before we headed out.

I held the door for Patty to get into the passenger side of the SUV. She looked scared, probably not knowing what was going to happen next.

She finally got up the nerve to ask. "Are we going to your house?"

I replied, "Eventually, but first, we need to talk."

We got to the restaurant. It was a casual place. Nothing special, just a place that served decent food. I had a reservation for a private booth at the back.

I told her that we wouldn't talk until after we had placed our order. Once our order was in, I started.

I said, "OK, after what happened, I couldn't trust you, so that is why I rented you to George. I needed time away from you before figuring out what to do with you."

She nervously nodded her head to show that she understood. I studied her. I thought, "Fuck, she is as hot looking as before. George didn't wear her down."

I continued, "Now, I need to make one thing crystal clear. You still have thirteen and a half years left on your sentence. I hope to be married and have kids before then. I want to make it crystal clear. At best, we will never be anything more than owner and slave. Do you understand?"

Patty had a tear coming out of one of her eyes. She nodded and said, "Yes, sir."

I said, "Good, now I still have the four girls at the house. I know I can trust them, and they are staying until the end of their sentences. On the other hand, you need to be very, very good after what you did. If you are not, then I will easily sell your ass somewhere on the other side of the country. I probably can get a lot for you. I will not sell you to your parents. Understand?"

The tears were flowing now. She looked down briefly, looked into my eyes, and said, "Yes, sir. Can I say something, sir?"

I nodded.

She took a deep breath and used a napkin to wipe her tears. "I was a real stuck-up, entitled bitch. When I thought you had sold me to George, I initially thought that I could twist him around my finger like everything else I had done in my life, but he was a real hard ass. He made sure I didn't get away with anything."

A tear appeared again. She didn't wipe it this time. "That first time at the bar when he made me suck that guy's cock, and you and your slaves were there watching. I may not have shown it, but I was humiliated. Then, having to do that day after day and then all the sexual favors at his work, plus all the things he did to me. I figured out what I had lost and, more importantly, how I had treated others. Including you and Lisa and your slaves. I am really sorry."

She paused. I started to say something, but she said, "Please let me finish." I closed my mouth and nodded. "I want to make it up to you. You can punish me, you can use me, I will do whatever you want. I don't expect anything in return. I will be honest and say I am still in love with you. You are one of the best guys I have ever met, but I blew that opportunity. I understand that I can never be anything more than your slave. I will do my best to earn your trust."

I paused and stared at her for a minute. I said, "OK, so far, you are at least saying the right things, and you at least seem sincere. You definitely aren't the deluded woman that I saw a year and a half ago anymore." I then added, "You are coming home with me, but I will warn you: you will be punished tonight.

She looked nervous but nodded. She said, "I kind of expected to be punished."

Dinner arrived. I had gone through the main points I wanted to cover. So, I changed the subject and asked her about her cooking.

I started, "So, George tells me you are a great cook."

She stared back, "Well, you should know. I cooked for you when we were dating."

I chuckled, "Well, I guess that goes back to where we were at two different places in the relationship. You already had us married with kids. I was still figuring things out. I really liked you, but with some of your attitude, I thought that you had someone else prepare that food. It wasn't like you took credit for it, but you didn't come off as the kind of person who liked to get your well-manicured fingers dirty."

She sighed, "I guess I deserve that. I really did fuck everything up. I can't believe the kind of person I was. So much lost, so much to make up for."

She paused and said, "I take great pride in my cooking. I took a lot of culinary courses, and I think I did quite well. I know George thought so, and it sounds like you did, too."

I thought for a minute, "OK, so if we are moving forward with you in the house, you will be primarily doing housekeeping roles. I will have Jackie check you out in the kitchen, and if you are good there, you will also take over those duties. This frees her up for more work shifts, which I know she wants to do. She is the Pastry Chef at Le Palais des Délices."

She simply said, "I can do that." She added. "Anything to gain your trust."

We chit-chatted about the house and how things worked for the rest of the meal. As I waited for the bill, I reiterated to her, "And remember, what happens to you really depends on your actions. You do your duties and don't cause trouble. You stay. If there are problems, then I will sell your ass."

As I walked out to the car, she was walking in front of me, and I thought to myself, "I really hope you don't cause trouble because you have an amazing ass."

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Lisa had briefed the girls that I was picking up Patty so they would be prepared for her return to the house. They also knew that they would be participating in her punishment. That was probably the only reason they weren't completely hostile toward Patty when we arrived. They were waiting with Lisa in the living room.

Before anyone could say anything, I ordered the girls, "Patty's stuff is in the back of the SUV. Go help her get it and put it in her room."

There was some grumbling, but a stern look from me got them going. While they were gone, I had a chance to talk to Lisa. I told her, "Well, she is saying the right things. She understands what she did wrong, and she referred to her pre-slavery self as a 'real stuck-up, entitled bitch'. She was very apologetic and understood that she needed to be punished."

Lisa asked, "Do you believe her?"

I thought for a second, "Her body language is right, so I guess yes at this point, but she will have to prove that we can trust her."