A Slackers Tale Ch. 03

He glanced down to his crotch and saw the pubic hair that had regrown since his last shave. It had been about four weeks previously on his last trip to Amsterdam. He always shaved when he travelled there, he felt it was important for the parties he attended. But now it seemed it would be important a lot more often.

"Yes Pia..no I'm. sorry... Miss Pia."

"And you will be always on your knees just like this, with your hands behind your back unless otherwise instructed, Yes?"

"Yes, Miss Pia, I understand."

"So let's try again shall we? I want to have something to drink."

Rick straightened his back and put his arms behind him.

"Miss Pia, may I offer you a drink?"

Throwing her head back she laughed and clapped her hands together.

"That's better! I think you may have a future as my slave. Now get me a beer, have you Heinekin?"

"Yes Miss Pia, I have."

"You may have one for yourself," she paused and scooted forward on the couch until her knees were almost touching him, "when you return i want you wearing your slave collar and you will role another joint."

Slave collar? How the hell did she know he had a collar? There were no photos of him in that file, let alone of him wearing a collar. He was puzzled, perhaps Pia just assumed he had a collar because of his submissiveness, he could not figure it out. But he wanted to stay in this grove, did not want to distract Pia by asking stupid questions, so he pushed the thought aside to think about it later.

"Yes Miss Pia."

He started to turn to head to the bedroom to fetch his collar.

"You don't need to crawl, you may walk."

"Thank you Miss Pia."