Mandy was tired. She’d had enough. She’d gone to make supper for her and her mistress, and the cupboards were bare. It had been her turn to go shopping, but it wasn’t her fault that she felt she couldn’t go…

Despite being literally owned by Shelby, the pair had a very relaxed relationship, often sharing the jobs around the house and working to a set rota. That was until Mandy had blotted her copybook, badly…

Shelby had caught her having lunch out with another woman. The fact it was just an old college friend was immaterial. Shelby saw it as a betrayal of trust…

She had almost dragged Mandy away from the other woman and carted her back to the flat. There, she’d exploded.

“Am I not enough for you?”, she cried.

“Of course, mistress! I was just talking to a friend…”

“Her hand was on your arm! I saw you kiss! What sort of a ‘friend’ does that…!?”

Mandy went crimson.

“We were ‘close’ during college. That’s all!”

“Don’t lie to me, Mandy. You’re just making things worse. Tell me the rest of it.”

Mandy broke down at that.

“I slept with her! Once, when a study evening turned into a sleep-over! We were young at the time, and our parents would have been furious, so I tried to forget about it and got on with my life. The trouble is, she still has feelings for me…!”

“That’s not my problem! You belong to me, now! That’s belong, not just ‘living with’! In a way, we’re closer than being married! How am I supposed to feel, seeing you flirting with another woman?”

Shelby was furious. She’d stomped off to the bedroom, then returned with something that made Mandy’s skin crawl.

It was a set of shackles…

“Seeing as you’ve forgotten what being my slave means, I’m going to have to treat you like one again…”

Mandy cried as Shelby chained her up. The collar around her neck was especially tight…

Because Mandy was chained up, no shopping got done, as it was her turn.

That made Shelby even more furious.

“I can’t go out like this!”, wailed Mandy.

“Why? Are you ashamed of being my slave?”

“It’s just not done! I’ll get thrown out of the store!”

“You should have thought of that before you started seeing other women and pissing me off…!”

With a howl, Mandy dived into her bedroom and locked the door.

Shelby chased after her, banging on the door.

“Get out here, you slut! Get out here, before I break the door down and come in there!”

Mandy was terrified…

“You’ve got five seconds to come out, or I throw away the keys to your chains!”, yelled Shelby.

Sobbing, Mandy opened the door…

Shelby grabbed her, shoved a carrier bag and a wallet into her hands, then pushed her out of the front door.

“And don’t come back without the shopping!”, she cried, slamming the door in Mandy’s face.

Mandy whimpered. Shelby hadn’t even let her grab a cape to hide her chains. Everything was on view…

Sadly, she shuffled off down the corridor. She kept tripping, as the chain between her ankles was only a foot long. She knew there was no way she could get down the stairs chained up like that, so she used the lift…

One of their neighbours was coming in as she left. Mandy went crimson with embarrassment. Her neighbour just stared, mouth open, then carried on in.

Mandy couldn’t drive while chained up, so she sadly walked to the store. People were laughing at her and ridiculing her as she went.

“Hey, look! Escaped convict at large!”

“Hen night gone wrong, has it?”

“You kinky bitch!”

Trying hard not to cry, Mandy eventually got to the store, and went to go in.

“You can’t come in like that”, the security guard said. “You’ll cause a scene.”

“But I have to!”, Mandy cried. “I need all this shopping!”

“Take the chains off and I might consider it”, said the Guard.

“I can’t! I don’t have the keys!”

The guard looked closer at Mandy.

“Are you OK…?”, he asked, concerned.

“Yes…”, said Mandy, quietly and unconvincingly. “I pissed off my girlfriend; this is her way of getting back at me. It’s my turn to do the shopping on the rota.”

Mandy had been expressly forbidden to use the words ‘mistress’ or ‘owner’ in public. She just replaced them with ‘girlfriend’. At least, she hoped Shelby still was…

“Tell you what”, the guard said. “Give me the list, and I’ll get one of our online shopping assistants to get the items for you. You can pay for them at the ‘click and collect’ order point over there when she gives us your order number.”

Mandy sighed with relief. “Thank you. That’s the kindest anyone’s been to me for ages.”

The guard called one of the other women over and gave her the list. Her eyes went wide as she caught sight of Mandy’s chains…

She soon came back with two bags full of shopping, and gave them to the guard, together with a slip giving the order number.

Mandy paid for the shopping. Thanking both the woman and the guard for their help, she went to leave.

“If you need someone to talk to, I’m here most evenings”, the guard said.

“That’s what got me into trouble in the first place…”, Mandy said. “Talking to someone. My girlfriend can be very possessive…”

Sadly, she started back.

Shelby was moping round the flat. Had she overreacted?

She’d half expected Mandy to still be sitting on the floor outside the door, too afraid to go outside. The fact that she’d looked outside and Mandy had gone had got her thinking. Was Mandy that afraid of her? She wanted Mandy to respect her, not be scared stiff of her! After all, how was she supposed to have sex with someone that was terrified of her…?

Shelby really started to feel guilty. She’d never felt like that before. She started getting her coat on, realising that Mandy wouldn’t have been able to drive with the chains on.

Now, where was she going to look for her…?

She got to the door to go out, and opened it, exactly the same time as Mandy got back with the heavy bags of shopping.  She dropped them on the doorstep, then collapsed, exhausted…

It was too much for Shelby.

With a shriek, she picked up Mandy and carried her into the flat, putting her on their bed. She quickly unchained her.

While Mandy was resting, semi-conscious, she brought the shopping in and packed it away, keeping an eye on Mandy all the time.

She made sure the front door was shut, then climbed into bed with Mandy…

“I’m so sorry!”, she cried. “I don’t know how you put up with me and my temper…”

“I have to”, said Mandy, quietly. “You own me…”

Shelby then did something that shocked Mandy. She held up her slave contract in front of her and tore it up.

“This has caused you nothing but pain”, she said. “I’m not going to hurt you anymore. You’re free to stay, or go, as you please.”

Mandy said nothing.

She just turned her head away from Shelby, quietly sobbing, and buried her face in the pillow.

“Mandy, talk to me. Please!”, Shelby cried.

Nothing.

Sadly, Shelby got up and left the room, now starting to cry herself.

Had she left it too late? Was she really falling in love with Mandy? She was so confused…

She sat down in the front room. Switching the TV on, she put their favourite film on. She was partway through watching it when she felt something beside her…

It was Mandy. She was completely naked, and shivering, but not from the cold…

“I don’t want to lose you…”, she said, quietly.

Shelby fished a throw off the back of the sofa and wrapped it around both of them. She then felt Mandy undressing her. She let her…

The film was left to play to itself. Still wrapped in the throw, the pair retreated back into the bedroom. Shelby then found out what real love meant…

The pair then got on a lot better after that night.

Mandy was with Shelby not because she had to be, but because she wanted to be. That made all the difference.

Shelby had thrown out the chains, as well as everything that went with them. Well, almost everything; some of the gags came in very useful during some of their louder lovemaking sessions…!