This is a classic story from Sept. 2015 edited to fit in the Tesla canon
Aimee aka Water just hit a milestone in her becoming a certified mistress. She just tricked a fellow student into being a slave. I am so proud of her.
While she has, several times, managed to get a free student to sign a torture waiver, she hasn’t gotten one to sign a conversion document without her being a true volunteer.
Janis Reed, her “friend” came to Aimee with that infamous question that every teen girl asks at one point “How can I fuck my boyfriend more than three times a month and not risk being made a slave?”
The actual answer? You can’t.
So, Janis asks Aimee about this. Aimee thinks for a second and says, “Well, you could sign your sex rights over to me, and because Oklahoma doesn’t recognize female on female persons of personal contact, you are safe from being PPCed by your boy toy.”
Ok, for starters, for those new to the game, there is no such things a sex rights. So what Aimee had Janis sign was basically a contract that stated that if someone could claim to be a person of personal contact, Janis would automatically default to being Aimee’s property. It’s a modified version of the contracts that many places “let” you sign, basically making your women collateral on loans or services. Another way to look at it, it was a purity pledge with teeth.
So, about 3 weeks after this contract was signed, Janis comes to Aimee all bubbly and talking about how great having a whole week of nothing but fucking. Janis didn’t notice or care that Aimee had triggered the record mode on her smartphone. Linda asked several leading questions, like “with more than one guy?”, “No, just the one?”, “How many times did you make him cum? That many, damn, sounds like a real stud”. “Did you blow him?”, “Just to get him hard so he could fuck you? That’s great.”, “What about butt sex? Only once and you didn’t like, that cool. I don’t like either.”
That is either a lie or she puts up with it from me. I ass fuck Aimee at least twice a week.
So, after getting all of this down, Aimee uploads the “proof” that Janis could be PPC and her contract was triggered.
A couple of days later, Janis and Aimee are hanging out in the office / torture chamber after school and Aimee shows her Aimee’s latest design in slave cages. It’s a small, you have to squat to get in it and locks with your head out of the top. Rather cleaver. Aimee keep asking Janis to try it out, but Janis didn’t want to get rust stains all over her nice gray shirt. “That’s ok, just strip. It’s not like Master Ayers hasn’t seen a million nude teens. And I’ve seen you nude dozens of times.” So, after a little sweet-talking, Janis is nude and locked in the slave cage. “How do you like your new home? Did you know that sex right document you signed? Yeah, what it means is that if you can even possibly be converted by a person personal contact, I get you. Registered your ass as mine the day you gave me all those exact details. It’s too bad that you don’t like to eat pussy because either you’re going to get excellent at it or I will sell you to a whore house. Oh, and don’t worry about spilling the beans and spoiling my plans on the other girls, they will never see you again. Lucky for me, your fuck toy left for university out of the country. I’ve already started the rumor that he converted you and took you with him.”