"You know," he continues, "I'm scared too. In a way, I'm afraid of how I'll feel letting someone else see and use you. I'm so possessive, I'm even afraid that you might enjoy it and lose you to him. Yet I'm so happy and grateful that you've agreed to do this for me, that I'm almost bursting with pride and thankfulness. You're so wonderful! I can hardly bear it".
Listening to this confession, the lovely young girl reflects on her own emotions. She hadn't imagined that Tom could be having doubts or be afraid of this too. A wave of sympathy washes through her and seems to dissolve much of her dread. With this feeling comes a renewed and stronger resolve to please him with her love in any way she can.
Steeling herself, she says, "Thank you Darling! I didn't know you felt that way! I promised I'd do anything to make you happy, and I will, including being your total Slave! I'll really try as hard as I can, and if I can't do it you go ahead and make me!"
"Oh Alicia! It's me who should be thanking you! Even after all I've put you through this afternoon, you still think you want to belong to me?"
"Yes, I want you to possess me completely and to learn how to please you entirely." she responds, falling to her knees beside his chair and kissing his hand.
"You're sure?" he asks, "Even knowing that it will get harder and harder for you?"
Overtaken by her passion, she sobbingly blurts, "Yes Darling, I don't care how hard it gets! If I fail or disappoint you in any way, you can even spank or beat me! Just let me be with you and serve you! Make me kiss and suck him and even sw-swallow h-h-his sp-sperm if it makes you happy!"
"Darling Alicia! You're so wonderful!" he cries with tears of joy running down his cheeks to fall and mingle with hers on her naked heaving breasts.
Looking up to see his tear stained face, she gasps and questioningly asks, "You're crying too! Why?"
Momentarily stymied, he gazes back at her before sliding to his knees and tightly squeezing her soft nude body to his and saying, "B-because that's what Love is, I guess!"
As they slowly regain their composure, Alicia looks longingly at him and confesses, "Oh Tom, I wish George would hurry up and get here. If he were here right now it wouldn't be soon enough. I'll show him that I'll do anything for him or anyone that you want me to! I'll even make love to him if you want me to!"
"No! Not that! I want your first time to be with me and me alone!", he declares, "If you really want something else, there is another way you can show him you can show him you will really do anything I ask and that you belong to me. If you wore something that symbolized your servitude, it will further convince him of your sincerity and even help you to understand yourself and your willingness to surrender yourself to me."
"Wear something? I thought I you wanted me naked. I don't understand. Should I put my clothes back on?" she asks.
"No, I meant something that shows you are bonded to me. Slaves are marked by their Masters for identification and to symbolize who and what they are. These marks can be anything from a small pin, broach, necklace or other piece of jewelry to tattoos. Sometimes girls are even branded to show their ownership and status. Now, most commonly, heavy collars are used in private, but I want to wait until you are fully contracted as my slave before I let you wear a collar. However, a pair of bracelets which would symbolize servitude is what I have in mind. Would you be willing to wear a set of bracelets to show George that you're willing to be bonded to me?"
"Bracelets? Why of course! Why would you think I wouldn't?" She queries, a little confused.
Thankfully, he cries, "Great! Alicia, you are amazing. Thank You Darling!", as he jumps up and walks to a small table, opens a drawer and removes a pair of heavy leather straps with buckles and rings attached to them.
"What is he doing now?" The unclothed kneeling girl wonders as he approaches and shows her the wide black bondage implements, "Oh my God! Those aren't bracelets! They're shackles! He's going to shackle me into them! How humiliating!"
"These will look beautiful on you Alicia!" He merrily announces, "Give me your right hand first. Since you're right handed, it symbolizes the more important extremity is to be bound first. With anklets, it is the left foot to be first offered as most people start walking by stepping off with the left. Of course in a full Slave, the collar around the throat signifies her willingness to devote everything in her life to her Master."
As he tightens the heavy straps around her wrists, pulling the buckles snug, he asks if they hurt or are too tight. Realizing that while they are tight enough she can't possibly slip out, they aren't impeding her circulation and are quite smooth and won't scratch or chaff her skin and although heavy, aren't uncomfortable at all.
"No, they're not too tight." She tells him softly as he pulls two small padlocks from his pocket and locks the buckles shut and she suddenly knows she won't be able to take them off. A shiver of fright mingled with excitement flushes her emotions.
He steps back to watch her intently as she examines the new adornments and thinking to himself that she has to be one the most gorgeous women in the world.
Just then, the apartment doorknob rattles and Tom quickly guides her into the bath as George's voice calls for them to open up.
Tom hurriedly tells Alicia to wait until he returns and to keep the bathroom door shut. Going to open the apartment door, he quickly steps out into the hall and is shocked to see Virginia standing there with George. Embarrassed, George tells him Virginia forgot her key to her parents house and they are away, so she's locked out and has no place else to go. He also says that he had to tell Virginia about his phone call and she is demanding to see how Alicia is going to prove that she'll do anything for him.
His mind racing, Tom frantically asks them if they could wait just a minute, as Alicia is a little indisposed. Grinning at each other and assuming that they interrupted him and Alicia making love, they tell him to go right ahead and take his time.
Thankfully, he says he'll be right back and quickly goes in the apartment and re-latches the catch chain. Frenziedly, he looks around the room and spies Alicia's clothes neatly folded under a small end table. Grabbing them he runs to the bath and knocks, saying for her to let him in.
As she opens the door he hands her the panties, blouse and shorts and tells her to put them on, "Darling that dammed George brought Virginia with him. She's locked out of her house and wants to watch you 'prove yourself.' I don't know what else to do. It's his apartment. We'll just have to get ready and go. I'm sorry! It was a great idea and you are wonderful. We'll just have to wait until some other time."
"What? Wait! I can't wait! I'll never get up the nerve again! Isn't there anything you can do?" she cries.
"Honey, we can't leave her out there in the hall and if George wants her in his apartment, there's nothing we can do!" he almost blubbers.
"Well," She starts nervously, "let her in. Neither one of them knows what we were planning. Tell them and show them the page you had me sign. After all, we don't know if either of them will want to participate. If Virginia doesn't, she can borrow our or George's car and go someplace and if George doesn't, I'll get dressed in here and we'll leave."
"B-but what if they both want to stay?" Tom stutters.
"Then tell Virginia she can watch! I know she's been sleeping with George and if he participates, he'll tell her all about it anyway! Virginia and I have grown up together, so it won't make much difference if she finds out about us now or later from him!" she blurts, "I don't know why, but if I don't go through with this now, I'll never get up the courage to do it again. And I do want to show you how much I love you!"