I had no idea that today would be my last day of work.

I was a cashier, just making a bit of extra money while attending university. A little mind numbing, sure. But that was the joy of it for me at least. Not an especially difficult job, and I could very much leave all my work cares at work when I left each day. Plus, given the little grocery shop where I worked was smack in the middle of student housing, I got to see lots of cute girls come through. And some of them even talked to me beyond the normal process of paying for and bagging up their groceries.

I was about mid way through my shift when one such young woman came through my till. She was gorgeous. Chestnut brown hair fell in waves and was arranged about her shoulders to give a pleasing frame to her face. He eyes were a deep olive green, sparkling with a little twinkle as she grinned at me. She looked to be in better shape than me, though I was no slouch, and maintained a confident bearing as well. Hell, no girl like this had ever looked at me the way she did as she came up. Almost giggling, but her eyes looked me up and down. Her grin widened just a bit as I felt a tinge of blush brush across my face.

I managed to maintain my professional composure, what there was of it, and got through the process of checking her groceries through. The entire time she had her eyes on me, a smokey look in them. I took her student card, the name Amber Shackleton in bold, and swiped it for the discount, and absently noted she was in the year ahead of me. Hell, she was about to graduate in a few weeks. I looked up as I returned her card, and she gave me a broad wink, flashing a brilliant smile at me as I couldn't help but grin back a little. Barely a word exchanged, and she had me on the backfoot already. Did I know her last name from somewhere? A niggling thought tugged at my mind, but I couldn't place it.

"Are you a student here too?" Amber asked, gathering up her bagged foodstuffs

"Yeah, another year or so to go for me," I responded, giving a shrug. No one was waiting immediately in line (it being a bit of a slow day) so I turned more fully towards her, "Not really sure what I'm gonna do after that. Maybe put in for some sort of work around the university. I'd really like to stay in the area."

Amber nodded, her smile still warm towards me, "I think that would be wonderful! It is such a nice place to be around. And who knows?" She gave me another wink, "Maybe I'll see that cute face of yours around sometime soon."

I had no response to that apart from blushing again, and she giggled before sauntering out of the store. I watched her go, a small grin tugging at the corner of my mouth. Outside of the store there was a large, very expensive looking, black car. She headed towards it and the backdoor opened up. I saw the dim outline of leather sheathed legs and slick black boots, and then an arm emerge to wave Amber in. She looked back at me with an unreadable look, then gave me another smile through the window and clambered into the car. The door was closed, and away it drove. I stared after it for a few moments, that niggling thought of where I knew her from teasing my brain. But nothing seemed to come of it, so i went back to the rest of my shift. Putting Amber and her mysterious companion out of my mind.

I wasn't quite working a closing shift that day, but it was close enough. I got out of there well after dark, waving goodbye to the last two of my co-workers who would be shutting down the store. I headed out, walking towards the bus stop. I was thinking of nothing more than getting home, settling in with a beer, and maybe playing some video games or something.

I never even saw them coming.

As I left the direct line of sight of the store I suddenly felt an arm wrap around my waist. Another encircled my chest. I opened my mouth to scream, only to have a second attacker step in front of me and jam a pungent cloth over my mouth and nose. I sucked in a deep breath despite myself, still prepping to scream, and felt the chemicals race through me. I suddenly felt dizzy, my straining against the arms holding me weakening almost before I had begun to struggle.

"Sshhhhh," A female voice whispered into my ear, "Don't fight it sweetie. Just relax."

I tried to yell through the cloth, I really did. But all that came out were conversational level grunts and groans. And all that resulted was that it was pressed ever more tightly to my mouth and nose.

"Breeeeathe. That's it. Deeeeeep breaths. Goood. Good job." The voice from behind encouraged me. As the darkness closed down my vision, and I began to fall away from myself, I was pursued into sleep by soft laughter from both of my abductors.



I came back to awareness slowly. Even as I began to awaken and feel my body again, everything felt odd. It took much shifting and moving about to realize that I was tied up. My arms were held behind me in a snug leather armbinder, the straps from which ribboned my chest and shoulders in their tight embrace. A leather blindfold was strapped tightly to my face, preventing any sight of my surroundings, and a ball gag was buckled firmly into my mouth. I realized I was lying propped against a couch or chair, and as I straightened I felt the shift and tinkle of chain. I had cuffs around my ankles with a short chain between them. Something was snugly buckled around my neck, and a heavier chain hung from it, connecting to somewhere beside me. I shuddered in my bonds as I realized that I was wearing some sort of collar.

I began to moan into my gag, struggling in my leather bondage. After a few minutes of grunting and piteous moans for help, I heard muffled noises from somewhere outside of the room I was in. The door opened, and I heard a female squeal of excitement,

"Oh Mother! He's perfect!"

I grunted into my gag, shocked. That...that couldn't be. I felt fingers fiddling with my blindfold strap, and it was tugged away from my face to reveal the beaming countenance of Amber Shackleton. Her street clothes were gone, exchanged for a tight form fitting leather catsuit, complete with corset and boots. Her lovely hair had been done up in a high pony tail, a few stray strands blowing free around her face. She ran a trembling hand down the side of my face, and turned back to speak to someone behind her, "Thank you so much!"

"Well, consider it an early graduation present dear." The woman behind her moved into my view and my eyes went even wider. I knew where I remembered Amber's name from now. She was the daughter of Mrs. Penelope Shackleton. One of the most successful corporate leaders in the whole damn country. One of the richest. Hell, she was the biggest donor to my university! They even named a pair of buildings after her for goodness sake. And there she stood, dressed in elegant business attire, smiling like a proud parent. This was insane!

"Mmmmph!" I yelled into my gag, squirming in my bonds, "Emmmfff eee oooooo!"

"Let you...? Oh no sweetie, no no no." Amber cooed, stroking my face again with that beaming grin of hers, "You aren't leaving. Mother noticed you earlier today, and thought you'd make a good present for me." I felt her other hand give the collar around my neck a tug, "See? She's even given you a tag that says Property of Mistress Amber Shackleton on it." She gave the tag a flick and it jingled merrily against the metal of the d-ring.

I stared at both of them, my system still in shock. Prickling along my skin finally forced the thought through to me that apart from my bonds i was in fact quite naked. In front of the two gorgeous Shackleton women. I felt a hot flush fill my cheeks, and Amber gave a delighted squeal, "OOooooo! He's so bashful mother!" She wrapped her arms around me and planted a deep kiss on my gag, and then more softer ones on my cheeks, "I love him so much!"

"I've arranged for this things to be brought here and stored," Penelope Shackleton stated matter-a-factly, hardly glancing at me at all, "So if you do feel generous later you can reward him with the things he likes." She walked over and rested a hand on top of my hand, like you would with a puppy, "Now, a slave is a big responsibility Amber. You've seen the time I've had to put in, right?"

Amber nodded happily, still running her hands over my body. I moaned into my gag. These people were insane!

"Speaking of...Maid!" Penelope called out. Shuffling outside the door announced the arrival of another woman. Another woman who I knew. If my eyes could get any wider they would have. Administrator Erica Carter. The number two of the entire university. Here, in the Shackleton's home. And dressed...I blinked and moaned into my gag. The crisp confident administrator who i had seen around the campus was gone. In her place, dressed in a kinky latex French maid outfit, was a submissive, bound, slavegirl. She had manacles around wrists and ankles, with chains connected to a waist belt. A large collar was locked around her neck. She curtseyed as she entered, her eyes on the floor, "Yes, Mistress?"

"This is the new acquisition that I need you to handle." Penelope gestured in my direction. Handle? What the...?

Ms. Carter looked up at me for a brief moment, "How long Mistress?"

Mrs. Shackleton looked at Amber. At how she looked at me. Touched me. Amber looked towards her mother and gave me another hug, cooing at me.

"I rather think he will be staying with us." She said firmly, a small smile flitting briefly across her face. "So I'll need all record of him suitably redirected. Perhaps some thrilling travel overseas from which he will, sadly, not return."

Ms. Carter blinked, "I...uh, that is...I will take care of it Mistress."

Mrs. Shackleton waved her away, and the bondage maid cum school administrator shuffled off. I stared after her. I was going to be erased. Disappeared. To become the plaything of...of...I moaned.

Amber had grabbed my stiffened cock and was gently stroking it up and down. As I continued to moan into my gag, Mrs Shackleton bent down to gently kiss her daughter's forehead, "You enjoy yourself sweetie. I'll expect you at dinner in four hours. If you feel your slave has earned it, he may attend as well."

Amber nodded again, her head pressed against my neck and shoulder, humming happily, "We'll be there Mother. He won't be any trouble."

Mrs Shackleton smiled once more, and then breezed out of the room. Amber settled herself in front of me, that happy bubbly grin still spread all over her face, "Isn't it wonderful? Mother is so thoughtful with her gifts. For my birthday I got to play with my old English teacher for a whole week! She made a wonderful bondage puppy dog." Amber grinned again, her hands continuing to jack me off towards a shuddering climax.

"mmmmmmmmmm" I moaned into my gag, thrusting my hips forward into her hand

"You're mine now, slave boy. I've already got your cage all set up for you next to my bed. Well, the maids did that, I suppose." She gave a final jerk and I gave a strangled groan of pleasure as I came, my arms straining against the leather of the armbinder. She held me against her as I moaned and twitched against her. She gripped my head, and brought my gagged mouth in for another deep kiss, "Welcome to the Shackleton Household."