Gorgeous teacher Corrie has been blackmailed and owned by a dominant couple. Trained and subjugated, she is taken to a party, collared, and passed around the guests. This chapter of her story is told in her own words.

Extract:

The window scrolled down silently. "Get in the back, and kneel up on the seat," my mistress told me and pressed the button to close it again. I got in as instructed and reached for the seatbelt. "You won't need that," she snapped and pulled the big car away from the curb.

I knelt up, pulling my shoulders back and pushing my bust out in the way I knew my mistress expected. She said nothing for a few minutes, but I was very aware of her watching me in the rearview mirror. Finally she spoke again. "Unbutton your blouse," she said, "Slowly!" I obeyed, of course. Slowly working the small buttons open, I kept my chest thrust out as far as possible and made my movements as sexy as possible. I knew that was what she wanted.

The buttons unfastened, I pulled the ends out of my skirt and opened it as far as possible to reveal my swelling, silky bra. "All the way off," I was ordered. "The bra, too!" I unbuttoned my cuffs and slipped the expensive blouse off to place it on the seat behind me. I couldn't see mistress' expression, but I knew she liked my breasts, so I didn't hang around. I reached behind me, unhooked the clasp, and let the cups fall off my tits.