Kara woke up in a start, she was in a strange bed room. From the looks of it she had been there a while but it was mostly a man's bed room. There was a fire place in front of the bed with a big screen TV, a few dressers and a small mirror on the mantle
of the fireplace. Getting out of bed she felt weird, there was something sticking out of her bottom, she was wearing different cloths then she normally did. Looking down she was wearing a pink super girl tank top that she saw for sale in malls. She reached
down behind her to try and remove the object logded in her rear. When her had touched the wide base on the outside, he hands automaticly went to her sides and she looked down. She tried to remove it twice more with the same result. Each time she looked
down she noticed something around her neck. Going to the small mirror she was first distracted by a picture on the mantle. It was her and a man at a cheep Los Vegas wedding chapel. She was wearing a white vinyl mini dress and stripper boots. She looked
at the man and two words formed in her head... MY LOVE where did that come from? Kara took the mirror, and looked at what was on her neck. She wore a white leather collar with
SLAVE spelled out in rime stones. She went to rip it off only to find herself falling to her knees and putting her hands on her thighs when she touched it.
"I see the programing is working," a man's voice called from the door, "You know how these work. Test yourself so I can send an update on my mission."
The man tossed her a pregnancy test.
"Yes My Love," she found herself saying.
"Keep trying to resist your slavery and I will make you into nothing more then my Bimbo fucktoy wife..."