"I'm releasing you, pip," said Emily as she ran her fingers through her slavegirl's hair.
"What do you mean?" asked Jane.
"Just what I said. Tonight will be your last night in slavery. Tomorrow, you go home and are free."
"Oh," said Jane quietly. "Just like that, huh?"
"You are too precious to be held by just one person. And you have dreams and aspirations. You mean too much to me to deprive you of those."
"I see," replied Jane. And then there was a long silence. Finally, Jane spoke again. "I will miss this," she said quietly.
"I will miss it too. You were the most perfect slavegirl."
"Can I request something?" asked Jane.
"Sure pip," replied Emily as she patted her lap encouraging Jane to come up to the couch. Jane quickly scrambled up and soon one nude girl sat in the lap of another nude girl.
"I want to remain as your slave, Em. This has been the most amazing time of my life and I don't want to lose it. I have never felt so alive. But can I recommend some changes?"
"I'm all ears," responded Emily.
"Well I would like to have a career. I think that I should work outside the home but that I should live here as your slave. And I do want to settle down and raise a family someday. But that can wait. But I would like to be released from slavery when I meet the right guy. Until I do though, I want to be your slavegirl."
"What does being my slavegirl mean to you, pip?" asked Emily.
"It means slavery. No decisions. If you want to cut my hair or pierce my nipples or fist me or whatever, then I am your property to do that with. You could sell me or loan me. You could parade me naked in public or whip me in private. You could do anything you wanted. Just let me have a career."
Emily wrapped her arms around Jane and hugged her. "And if I bought that strap-on and ass-fucked you?"
"Ewwww!" exclaimed Jane. "Even that though."
"I love you, pip. And I accept your offer. Your body and mind and soul now belong to me."
"I love you too," smiled Jane. "Thank you, Mistress."