No Escape
Chapter 1
Symphony looked away from her computer monitor and picked up the brochure again. It was worn and tattered looking at this point from the many times she had nervously handled it. She guessed that had she picked it up and looked through it at least forty or fifty times a day for the past two weeks.
She had seen the advertisement in New Mother Magazine and found the service intriguing. She visited the website that was listed in the ad and ordered the brochure. It had arrived two days later. On the cover was the profile of a naked girl kneeling with bowed head and with a chain dangling from her neck. Just the sight of that logo made her feel all tingly. The brochure was for a company called No Escape to Paradise but it was clever in the way it displayed the name.
No Escape
Escape to Paradise
No Escape
Escape to Paradise
No Escape
Escape to Paradise
She had pretty much decided to enroll in the service. But she was struggling as she tried to overcome her anxiety and she hadn't mustered the courage to take the next step. It was a huge step to take, in her mind.
No Escape to Paradise was a new company that offered a unique service. It allowed women to explore and experience their darkest fantasy: slavery. The slavery was only for a limited period of time but it was still slavery. Once she passed a certain point in the process, there would be no changing her mind. She would be committed and would be subjected to being enslaved for the agreed upon time. She didn't know if the next step would commit her or if it was a step further down the road. But at some point, she would not be able to back out. There would be no escape.
It was something that she had to do, she told herself. She had fantasies about being a slavegirl for as long as she could remember. It was a place she could retreat to inside of her mind and it was a very erotic and exciting dream world. Usually, she could pull herself back out of that world into the real world. But ever since seeing that ad and visiting the website, she was drawn into her dream world more often and had a harder and harder time extracting herself.
It didn't help that she was bored silly in her real world. She had given birth to a baby daughter three months earlier. She loved having a daughter but was having troubles adjusting to being a mother. The work was endless and was mind numbing. She was being run ragged and she needed a break. She needed a break that would put some excitement back into her life.
She also needed to feel desired. Ever since she first learned that she was pregnant, her love life had dried up. It wasn't that she didn't want sex. There were times when she was so horny that she thought she would pop. But her husband didn't touch her any more. It was as if he thought he might break her or harm her.
She was sitting naked at the computer as she looked at the brochure. She stood up and walked to the full length mirror. She compared her shape to that of the woman in the logo. She was every bit as shapely as the model who had posed for the logo; maybe even better. She had quickly lost all of the extra weight she gained during her pregnancy and her flat belly was a tribute to all of her exercising. Her breasts might even be larger than the model's, thanks to childbirth, and appeared to be just as firm.
She got up again and returned to her computer. She knew she should call the phone number but she did not think she was ready. She was procrastinating. She thought she had made all of her choices but she was not ready yet. She was scared.
She was going to select the ‘Serenity' level. It looked the tamest of all of the choices. It would be a good way to try it out for the first time. The slavery would be for a fixed period of time and she had been thinking that six nights would be a good choice. The Serenity level allowed her to set limits that would be hard and could not be changed, even by her, once the slavery started. It was the least risky level in her mind, although the entire concept of voluntary recreational slavery was, in itself, risky.
There were three other options. The ‘Monte Carlo' level provided an experience with an undetermined term. It would start with a six night term. On the last day of slavery, a pair of dice would be rolled. If evens were rolled, the girl would be freed. If odds were rolled, the term would be extended. The length of the extension would be determined by the spin of a roulette wheel with numbers ranging from one to thirty. The number that came up would designate the additional number of days the girl must serve until she rolled the dice again. The Monte Carlo option could result in months of slavery, or more. It was much riskier than Symphony was ready for.
The ‘Safari' level was described as being designed for those with an adventurous spirit. In this one, the term would be fixed but the limits would not be. A slave would enter slavery with limits that she had selected. But each day, a computer at the company's headquarters would randomly select a limit to be lifted. By the end of the slavery period, it was possible that the girl would have experienced things that she had never even dreamed of.
The last option was called ‘Free Market.' Limits would be set and fixed as would the term. The owner would be matched with the slave based on the personality profiles and fit. But that would only be the initial owner. Every two days during the enslavement, an auction would be held and the girl would be sold. The new owners may or may not be a good fit for the girl but it did offer the thrill and excitement of being sold at auction and it offered the opportunity to experience multiple owners.
Serenity was definitely the safest choice, thought Symphony. She had also selected her limits. Several were already marked on the form before she got it. Fucking with a male, oral sex with a male and oral sex with a female were marked with X's in the "yes" column. All slaves had to agree to those activities. Killing, maiming and permanent marks all had X's in the "no" column. None of these activities were allowed.
But there was an abundance of other activities to choose from. She thought about marking them all as yes in order to make things more thrilling. She would never be able to anticipate what was going to happen next that way and it should increase the level of excitement. But when she read back through the list a second time, she got queasy at the thought of some of them. Asphyxiation was marked with a no when she went back through. Body jewelry installation was a no. She went through the list and indicated her decisions. There were some, like water sports, that she didn't understand. But if they sounded harmless, she gave them a yes. If they sounded sinister, they got a no.
She took a deep breath and picked up the phone. It's now or never, she thought. She dialed the number in the ad and waited.
"No Escape to Paradise; where we make your fantasies a reality. This is Erika," said the voice on the other end. "How may I help you?"
"Um… I… um…." stammered Symphony. "I…. er…. um…" Erika waited silently. She was used to this. The business had only been open for a few weeks and almost all of the phone calls started like this. At least the ones for prospective slaves did. This one was definitely a slave.
"I… um… I would like to enroll in your service," Symphony finally got out.
"Wonderful," replied Erika. "Should I send you some materials? You can always get them from the website too if you prefer."
"I have already downloaded and filled out all of the forms," offered Symphony. "But I don't know what the next step is."
"Well, the next step is to have you bring the forms in and we will schedule you for an interview."
"When should I come in?" asked Symphony.
"Well, we like to interview our prospects in pairs. We have openings tomorrow morning at ten and eleven thirty. We also have an opening at two this afternoon if you are available."