Thank you for the many comments and emails. Thank you for any suggestions regarding Sydney's training and more importantly, the end game.
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Monday morning came all too soon for Sydney and the dread returned as soon as she woke up and saw her computer staring at her from the desk. It wasn't all just a bad dream after all. She had an appointment that she had to keep today or else risk the wrath of her master. She dragged herself out of bed and went about her normal morning routine, trying to forget the events of the weekend.
She ran into Kira in the kitchen and immediately her face began to blush as she rewound the scene in her head from yesterday. She had decided to play it cool with her roommate and act like what had happened was perfectly normal, but upon seeing Kira's smirking face, she became very uncomfortable.
"Good morning, did you get a good night sleep last night?" Kira asked.
"Yeah, I slept pretty good."
"You took off so quick last night, I never had a chance to tell you how good your performance was. You could be my sexy little foot slave." She walked by Sydney and reached up to tweak her right nipple.
"OUCH!!" Syd yelped as her unsuspecting roommate gently pinched her freshly pierced nipple.
"Oh shit, Syd, did you have your nipples pierced?" Kira inquired with a shocked stare.
Sydney was cradling her sore breast in her hand, her eyes tearing up with pain and humiliation. She had planned to keep it a secret but now the cat was out of the bag. She nodded and hung her head.
"When did you do that, yesterday?" she asked with a look of concern on her face. She felt bad for hurting her friend, but she never would have guessed Sydney would get pierced there.
Sydney just nodded some more. She was so ashamed she couldn't reply without bursting into tears.
"Why would you do that, Syd?"
She shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to tell her the truth, but Kira was smart.
"Sydney, did the computer guy force you to do this?"
That did it, the floodgates opened and Sydney burst out bawling. She had been holding so much inside and now it was out there. Kira stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the sobbing girl. She was comforting her friend, but at the same time her mind was working, scheming to find a way to lay claim to her very own slave. She decided that she would have to meet this computer guy as soon as possible.
"Honey," she started "you need to tell me who this man is so I can help you. I can't stand to see you hurting like this."
Between sniffling and hitching through her tears, Syd replied "I...I can't tell you. He will pu...punish meeee."
"Well you can't deal with this yourself. There is no telling what he will do to you next. When are you going back there?"
"Tonight at six." She was calming down somewhat now and she grabbed a Kleenex to wipe her face dry.
"Let me go with you and maybe I can talk to him. If you are worried, I'll hang back and then come in after a few minutes. I'll tell him that I followed you and you didn't know I was coming. That way he can't blame you. Come on what do you think?"
Syd thought about it for a few seconds and then she nodded her agreement. If nothing else she would have a friend there. Strength in numbers.
"Good, now you need to get going or you're going to be late for class."
Syd nodded again and then she hugged her friend once more and thanked her.
She dressed as usual, conscious of the fact that she was completely disobeying her Master. The ankle socks with the tennies covered the SLUT on the inside of her ankle, but allowed the anklet chain to show. She put her hair into a ponytail, but wore the hoops that were only a quarter the size of the hoops her Master had given her. She wore shorts and a flowered blouse. It was too warm for anything else. She had tried a bra earlier in the morning, but her nipples were too sore, so she went without one. She looked down at her ankle and thought that the silver chain did look nice. She carried the larger hoops with her, knowing she would have to put them on for her appointment.
All through her first class, Sydney was going through an internal struggle. She wanted to skip her appointment, but she was so worried that if she did, she would regret it. She was so distracted in class that she didn't hear a thing that was said. She kept looking at the clock and she changed her mind several times as to whether she was going to see Rex or not.
Eleven o'clock finally arrived and she grabbed her things and headed out. She had decided that she would at least walk to the shop before deciding once and for all what she would do.
She walked quickly down the streets that she had memorized from the map and made it there with just minutes to spare.
Once at the front door she paused, trying to slow her beating heart down. She had made up her mind that she would at least go in to see what was supposed to be done to her. For all she knew, he just wanted to check her nipples to see how they were doing. She walked in and looked at the clock on the wall which read 11:30 exactly.
The walls of the interior were covered with tattoo art. There was a counter and a young goth girl behind it. The goth had jet black hair, clothing, lips, and eye shadow. She had several piercings in her face. One ear was lined all the way up with rings. She had a lip ring, a nose stud, an eyebrow barbell, and when she opened her mouth, she had a barbell with a ring attached. She was also wearing a studded collar around her neck with a three inch cross hanging from it.
