Tammy was on the train. She was heading out to meet her friends at the club. She had put on some of her best gear, and she was wearing for the first time the stainless steel effect collar that her girlfriend had bought for her.

She had been a little surprised with the feel of it; it felt like real steel. It was of really high quality, and it came in a padded jewellery box. It made her feel special. If only she had known then what would happen…

Tammy had put on the collar. She had checked it separately first, to make sure it didn’t lock onto her, and she could undo it easily, so she wore it happily, pleased with the way it complimented her outfit.

She was totally unaware of the way the other woman was looking at her…

As the woman carried on staring at her, Tammy finally noticed.

“Can I help you?”, she said. “Do I know you?”

To her amazement, the woman came over and sat opposite her.

“It’s ok”, she said. “I’ve got what I want, now.”

“What was that…?”, Tammy said.

“The number off of your collar”, the woman said, matter-of-factly. She then pressed a few things on her phone.

There was a click behind Tammy’s neck. Her collar locked.

She pulled at the collar but now couldn’t remove it.

 She went to stand up, as it was her stop to get off.

“Sit”, the woman said. “We have a way to go yet.”

Completely against her will, Tammy sat down.

“What have you done to me?”, she cried. “I can’t move!”

“Of course you can!”, the woman replied. “Only thing is, you can only move when I tell you to. What did you expect? You did put on a slave collar, after all.”

“A what…!? This collar was a present from my girlfriend.”

“I doubt that very much. Nobody would give a slave collar as a present to anyone… not knowingly, anyway. After all, a slave is a lifetime position.”

“No! It can’t be! I’ve my own life to lead. My friends to be with.”, Tammy wailed, quietly.

“I’m sorry. That life ended for you as soon as your collar was activated. I had no idea that you didn’t know what the collar was, but now it’s been activated there’s nothing I can do…”

The woman held Tammy and hugged her as she cried. Tammy had realised that the woman was genuinely sorry.

“You’re all registered as a slave, now. If I don’t control you, someone else will, and they might be a lot less kind to you. I’m sorry… I’m so, so, sorry…”

“It’ll take us about an hour to get to our destination”, she continued. “I’ve got a nice room ready for you, as well as a new uniform, and a private tutor. You’ll want for nothing. Except… your freedom. Please accept this in the spirit it is meant, even if you only accept it as the best of a bad job.”

“I don’t know what to do…”, sobbed Tammy. “I just want my life back…!”

“I’m sorry; as I’ve said, that’s not possible.”

Tammy ignored the woman and just cried quietly all the way to their destination. When the woman got up to get off, Tammy got up with her.

The pair then got off the train and vanished into the night.

None of Tammy’s friends or family ever found out what happened to her. She just seemed to have vanished; she ended up becoming one of the many missing persons cases that there are today…