I got an interesting call from my certain female friend.   It was a few days after my last discussion with her regarding slaves choices, and having been told about how it was socially easier to cave as a slave.  It was an interesting discussion, because it was clear that she was more than moderately interested in how she was treated both in private and public.  It was also very clear that she had fully absorbed the idea that slave frankly got off on being owned, and frankly proud to be obedient, and got a sort of perverse pride from putting up with what normal women would find beyond objectionable.  She was also very interested in the reality of finding the social trap of having no choice not an issue.  It was becoming remarkably clear that she was tending to the same view as slave’s friend. In terms of slave deserving whatever she got.  She was having a harder time getting there, but also she was obviously feeling emotionally compelled in that direction, and was more than a little interested. 

She took a little while to get around to it, but she had a male friend that she wanted to have see this shit, someone she knew slave did not know.  She had been talking a little to him about her, and she was interested in his reaction.  She really wanted to know which bar we went to, and when we would be there, cause although she did not think she would be comfortable going into a strip club like that, she thought her friend might be seriously interested.  It turned out that she had told him a whole bunch about slave, including the experiences in the strip club, and the experience in the dive bar with her former friends.  It seemed very clear to me, that neither she nor he had any sense of sympathy for slave, the reality of the pain and degradation was something that she played up as something that slave had coming as part of being owned.   Can’t complain about being treated that way, when you set yourself up for it she said.  I ended up telling her that we would be at the regular bar that Saturday. 

Well that Saturday started pretty normally, had in the regular skin tight black spandex skirt ending a half inch below her ass, very tight top over tight breast bondage using cable ties, locked on leash, locked on collar.  Actually it continued for a while as normal, as the bouncer and staff were their normal selves.  She had her top lifted, her bottom lifted, her ass spanked, her top lifted nipples pinched and twisted etc within minutes of arriving.  She was also dragged across the bar, and pulled up on a table on all four and barked at to "stay", in the very normal way - where there was no hint of consideration, concern to her feelings etc.  The regular of guys staring at her pussy and her being dragged around on the leash.  The bouncer had delivered her to the off duty cop table, where the regular lap dances, including the fairly normal and aggressive groping.    The normal reality where she would start to get up at the end of song, only to be pulled forcefully back down by her leash was also seen, and because I was thinking about it due to my friends questioning remarkably evident to me.  Course there was the 75 minutes of so of required dancing, naked, grinding, getting her tits worked over etc - with that table and another of regulars.

There was another group I had never seen in the bar who intercepted her, after she had finally managed to get away.  She had just managed to get her clothes on and started to walk, when a guy walked up and grabbed her leash. and just started leading her over to this table of 8 guys.  These guys started off right away, the one guy simply told her to turn around and grab her ankles  which of course, given the length of her skirt left her showing off her pussy to any and all involved.   It is that she did not even think to resist the drag on the leash - or to question the order.   This quickly led to her being required to lap dance for them in the most lurid ways, while they groped forcefully, pinched her nipples, squeezed her tits increasingly hard and painfully (she had numerous bruises later) they made her then stay on the table totally nude on all 4 for 3 or 4 songs, before kneeling on the floor open legged beside them, and then returning to more lap dancing.  She was there for at least 2 hours before they finally let her go.  They made a point of having her do, what even the most liberal dancer hesitated to in terms of grinding on them, they made a point of acting like she was property not person, ordering her about, and acting as though she should have no sense of space, pride or person. They also made a point of causing her pain for fun, between purple nurples and one of the guys actually deciding to pinch her pussy lips a few times before the bouncer told him enough.  It was that he actually insisted that she lean over and grab her ankles so he could do it.  It was that she failed to object to it even when she knew he was going to do it, and so clearly despised it, that she clearly dreaded doing it, yet presented as demanded, knowing that was why.   She was finally allowed to walk away it was already 1 am, and she was visibly sore.

I discovered that this particularly nasty table  - was a group of friends of including the friend my friend had wanted to check her out.  It turned out that he went back to the her to talk all about the experience they had with her.  They told her all about the fact of seen her dragged around on the leash, stripped, groped.  They also told her all about what they did to her.  She was telling me about it chapter and verse.   The thing that she thought was most interesting however was the impression that her friend had related to her, that this woman could not find the will to say no, nearly regardless. She told me they thought it was hilarious that they could tell her to lean over and present her pussy.  She said she had to admit, she knew that she was nearly shaking in fear before each pinch, she knew it had to be excrutiating, and yet she could not develop any sense of sympathy for her.  "Seriously, what kind of person presents their pussy lips to be pinched, when she is clearly horrified by it"  I told her - same kind of girl who presents her breasts to be tied - when she has no idea as to how long, same kind of girl that allows nipple clamps to be used as discipline - even when she hates them. and can be easily ordered to leave them alone, even when they are causing her overwhelming pain.   The same kind of girl who can be easily socially pressured into doing the most lurid nude modeling. 

I reminded her, this is a person who sees herself as a slave, who actually sees no as a horrible failure. who wants to blindly obey me, and I told her she should be obedient.  It is also important to remember I told her, she has a bunch of people around her ther who have a strong social view of her, and she knows it.   It is different I told her, when even the women in a place have already told her to not make a fucking scene when she looked uncomfortable because someone was twisting her nipples too hard.  It is different when all just know you are supposed to go along, until someone else stops it.  It is different when she knows that everybody kind of enjoys watching her suffer, when they all know she has been tied and abused for hours and proud of it. She smiled and said, sure I agree the social pressure would make it really hard, but sorry, I can't say that this changes any of it for me, allow yourself to get painted into that corner, and frankly I am going to find your pain an humiliation amusing as hell, just like everybody else.