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gosp hello are you still there
Wanderer Yes. I think we're lagged. The net is having problems.
gosp please
Wanderer That's why I am slow in responding. I'm still here.
In my office chair, I leaned back and cursed the net-lag. I busied my other client window trying all the other UnderNet servers but couldn't find the one she was using. As far as I could tell, we were almost 4 minutes apart, which made conversation difficult.
gosp he sometimes lets me chat after chores are done. not today. he is away today, but he told me not to chat.
gosp my chores are like before. i clean, i cook and i mend. after each chore is done, everything must be put away. i must put mops and rags in the closet. i must wash and dry pans. all this before he comes home. * CTCP PING reply from gosp: 246 seconds
Great, four minutes between her and me. I scroll back. I asked her about her life as a slave. I hesitate, and my gentlemanly side loses to my curious nature.
Wanderer Or else what happens?
gosp no it is not easy. where can i go. he is the police. i have no clothes or money. i am in a small town. i know no one here.
gosp i think no one knows i am here.
Wanderer If he is a good Master, he will care if you are happy.
That dismissed my last doubt. This was September. I easily imagined some freshman computer student trying to play a prank online. I played along, because I thought I read need in her words.

But things didn't make sense. Who would sign a contract to be a slave for a year of her life? Why would anyone convert a garage into cell? What kept her from running out the front door, even naked, if she didn't want his abuse?

Answer: He was a small town cop. She didn't know where. She said they delivered her in the back of a van after a long drive. She said she thought it was nighttime. The cops would probably just send her back to him, and she didn't know anyone else to go to.

Something else bothered me. Heeding an incessant mental buzz, I scrolled back up, ignoring all the channel chatter until I saw her signon msg.
#bondage gosp H ~veliborj@modem-16292.belg-02.sezampro.yu ()
The buzzing didn't go away, it just quieted. Somewhat. It was still there like the ringing of an unanswered phone. What was wrong with this?
Wanderer But he does not mistreat you? He punishes you, but not dangerously, right?
Wait another 4 minutes, I sighed. Try to ignore the buzz.
gosp i am slow in responding because i am typing one hand.

Wanderer Why? Why typing one handed?
gosp these cuffs are wide and only one hand can touch the keys at at time. i tried using a screwdriver to unlock the center, but could not do it with my teeth.
gosp he chained me for four hours last night. he said this is how your police do in america. i was quite pain. i could not move a little.
Wanderer Police here use handcuffs. Sometimes they are plastic. We don't use chains.
The paused stretched out. I waited for her to respond. Finally, I gave in.
Wanderer Well, they do. There are ankle cuffs, and sometimes the chain goes from the ankle cuffs to the handcuffs. Sometimes the handcuffs are chained around the waist, in front, too.
Trying to work was useless. The channel chatter kept this window active, and I kept looking at it to make sure I didn't miss gosp's next message. Something told me it was imperative.
gosp please email. my name is gospava. master will read it and if he wants, he will give it to me.
Wanderer How should I tell him I met you? You aren't supposed to be on chat now, remember?
gosp i am veliborj@korisnik.sezampro.yu
There was a long pause between her two lines. Must have been the '@'. I stretched my fingers. It was do-able, but not what I was used to. If the keyboard was set up the same way, that is. Trying to imagine my hands forced and set apart, I could see some positions where it would be very painful or impossible to press it. Maybe if she had a stick in her mouth. Trying it with a chopstick left over from my take out Chinese lunch convinced me it was possible, but not easy.
gosp he is a good master, but strict. he knows i am unhappy, so he allows me to chat as a reward. i spend time in the cage when he thinks i am lazy. there it is worse.
Wanderer How can he say you are lazy when you do all those chores?
gosp when i first came here i spend two weeks in the cage. by three days i was insane. i was crying and screaming. no one hears me.
Wanderer That's horrible! gosp then one night, my hitting the bars woke him up, and he chained me in there. your american police chains. the next morning, i hurt to move, but i still had to clean the cage.
I sat back, astounded. I am a long time distant observer of the BDSM scene, but never imagined this. I couldn't decide if this was consensual or not. If this were America... but it's not. It's Belgrade. Serbia. .yu! Her master was a Serbian cop. The buzzing in my head was replaced by a cold clench in my gut.
gosp yes, chain around waist. handcuff lock to chain, but behind my back. anklecuff pulled back so my hands could touch my feet. was very pain full. do american police do this. i cannot believe.
Wanderer No, our police use the cuffs, but not like that. They are not allowed to do that.
Come on, gospava, I breathed. Say something.
Wanderer What should I tell you Master? How did we meet? It could be very hard on you if he found out you were chatting. What do I tell him?
gosp it was good to talk to you. i have no friends here. i see no one but master. no one knows i am here.
The pauses between her messages were increasing.
Wanderer You want to know something funny? After all these past years, we Americans believe the worst of Serbian policemen. He isn't like that, right?
gosp my year is almost done. i do not know if i should sign contract again.

Wanderer I would advise against it. What was so bad about your old life?
gosp are you there?
gosp hello!!!
* Signoff: gosp (*.net *.split)
Mentally I weighed the dangers, and decided I would not be sending her an email.

If you read this gospava, I'm sorry.

End
Written by reat
Submitted on Fri, May-21-2004.
Web site: http://www.eastoftheweb.com/uncut/node/view/3298

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