Ring Slave:The Beginning
Mandy sat at the table sipping a glass of red wine while chatting with her two girlfriends. She said, “Penny, I can’t believe you have never been to Club Ring before.
The friend said, “I wasn’t sure I wanted to hang out in a place where the waitresses have huge metal rings stuck in their twat.”
The three of them laughed at her phrasing, but each of them had, at one time, had those same thoughts. The idea of being served by naked ringed girls seemed more of a guy thing… that is until they experienced the club for themselves.
Patti’s gaze lingered on a petite blonde waitress as she ask to no one in particular, “Have either of you ever thought of getting a ring?”
“I bet Mandy has,” said Penny before asking, “Your brother has a ringed girl doesn’t he?”
“Yeah, her name is Nina,” said the girl, “she is really nice and seems extraordinarily happy.”
“Wow!” exclaimed Patti, “you never told me this before.”
Mandy said, “That’s Rick’s business so I leave it to him as to who to tell.”
The waitress brought another round of drinks and the girls were beginning to get tipsy. Penny asked the waitress, “Can I touch your ring?”
“You're nuts,” chided the other two girls.
The waitress replied calmly, “Sure, give it a tug if you like.”
Patti reached out with a forefinger and delicately touched the ring as if it would shock her. She hooked a finger through it and gave it a tug. She was surprised to find solid the ring was set. She had seen illustrations of how the girl was pierced at the edge of the pubic bone and into the pussy. A four-inch ring was then passed through the piercing, out the pussy, and spot-welded closed. Once in place the ring was never intended to be removed.
Mandy took the opportunity and touched the ring and the moment her fingers felt the cold steel, something snapped inside her. The woman’s eyes glazed over as she stared at the shiny surface. Without forethought she shouted, “I want one.”
Her two friends laughed as the waitress went back to her duties. Patti said jokingly, “Just go to one of the rooms and they will fix you up. It’s free, you know.”
She turned to look down the hallway where the piercing rooms lay. Mandy said, “It would be really easy wouldn’t it? Ten minutes, and I am ringed forever.”
The other two girls laughed even harder at the insanity of such an act. Many girls have gone to a club, gotten drunk, and came out ringed. That moment of insanity changed their life forever. Somehow, the government managed to pass a law that changed society forever. To dissuade any girl from getting such a piercing, the law stated that any girl getting a ring gave up all rights to being human. This law did little to dissuade the practice—if nothing else, it seemed to accelerate the number of girls getting the piercing. Years later people began to notice that world leaders themselves had a bevy of ringed girls. It became clear the intent of the law was for selfish purposes.
Mandy stood, finished her drink, and turned toward the piercing rooms. Both friends leapt to their feet and grabbed a wrist. Patti said, “You're out of your mind. You're just drunk. Come on, let's get out of here.”
She could only stare at one of the waitress. Every since Rick had brought Nina home she had wanted so badly to be like the slave. Mandy had hoped to find a man someday that might agree to her being ringed, but that hadn’t happened. Every time she bought up the subject, she never saw the boyfriend again.
“Please, let me do this,” she pleaded with her friends and added. “I want this more than anything. It's not because I've been drinking. I've thought about this for months.”
The two friends, at this point, knew she was serious and there was no talking her out of the insanity. They released her wrist and she soon disappeared down the hallway.
The girl was pulled aside into a room and the black mini dress was pulled roughly over her head. She was shoved onto a table and her feet were strapped into stirrups just like in the gynecologist’s office. Mandy opened her mouth to say something about the rough treatment, but she was told to shut up. The man wearing a black t-shirt said, “You know the rules. You come back here and you get the ring. The law is on our side in this. You are no longer human in the eyes of the law.
Mandy closed her eyes and began to cry. She might would have run out of the room if it was possible, but she was glad she was strapped in… she desperately wanted the ring.
She felt something wet being squirt into her pussy and onto her abdomen. Mandy could guess this was some sort of antiseptic. The man said, “Good, you are shaved. That saves me a lot of time.”
Someone strapped her wrist to the table and then the man in the black t-shirt produced what looked like a large curved, stainless steel ice pick. The device made her cringe in horror. The instrument looked much more menacing in real life than it had in photos.
Rough male fingers found the edge of her pubic bone. Mandy screamed as the curved ice pick instrument was pressed quickly into the flesh just above the pubic bone. The pain then transferred to her vagina. She then saw a large metal ring held open by the pliers looking device. The ring was quickly inserted into the hole and the device holding it open was removed. Electrodes were then attach to the ring, there was a buzz followed by a blinding flash, and the ring was spot welded closed.
Someone shoved the black dress into her hand and released her bindings. The man in the black t-shirt almost tossed her off the table and a thin blonde girl immediately replaced her. Mandy slipped her arms through the dress and pulled it down over her head. The world around her was spinning as if in a dream. She tugged at the hem of the tight spandex dress to get it over the bulging ring. She took small mincing steps back to her table and sat down on the stool. Her black hair hung in sweat-tangled strands as Patti took her by the arm and said, “Come on, let's get out of here.”
The two friends helped her into the car and as she sat down the dress slipped up, exposing the ring. Mandy spread her legs to somewhat lessen the pain and could only stare at the foreign object that pierced her abdomen.
Once in the car, the to girls turn around and stared silently at their friend who sat stunned in the backseat. Penny said, her voice shaking, “I can’t believe you did that, but I have to admit it’s making me wet looking at you.”
Almost in tears, Mandy said, “Please take me home, I just want to sleep.”
Thirty minutes later the car was parked in Mandy’s driveway. She almost smiled as she saw Rick’s car missing. Mandy said, “I hope Nina is with him.”
By this time the shock was wearing off and the pain was intense. By the time her friends half carried her into the house she was crying full out. They put her into the bed where she took a couple pain pills and was soon asleep.
It was near noon when Mandy awakened for the final time. She had slept fitfully and with each segment of sleep her mind was filled with a new dream. She yawned and felt a stabbing pain as she tried to sit up in bed. It was then that the memories of the previous night's events filled her mind. Mandy reached beneath the cover and felt the ring. She couldn’t believe she had actually gotten the ring.
Her mind began to search for ways to have the ring removed. She had heard horror stories about girls who hand changed their mind and tried to cut the ring with bolt cutters. Most girls weren’t strong enough to cut the ring and the attempt left jagged edges that eventually caused infections. Finding a man to help was out of the question. No man in his right mind would pass up having a girl like Mandy as his property. The moment anyone knew she had the ring, the girl was resolved of all rights as a human. In the eyes of the law she was no more than an animal.
Mandy took a tube of ointment from the nightstand that Patti had left for her. She lubed the ring with the white greasy substance and then slowly rotated the ring. She bit in to her lip to keep from shouting. The girl knew that if she didn’t rotate the ring often, it would grow into the flesh and would become immoveable.
It was near dark when she finally made herself get out of bed. She smiled as she saw the note from her brother on the fridge. He was going to be away for the next two weeks. That would give her plenty of time to, either, get rid of the ring or allow it to heal. Some part of Mandy knew she would never have the ring removed. Even with the pain it was a dream come true.
A week later the piercing was healing nicely. Mandy was able to walk normally at this point. She could feel the ring massaging the inside of her pussy with each step. This seems to keep her in a state of sexual awareness. The girl might have masturbated more that week than she ever had in her life.
After breakfast, Mandy decided to go shopping for more antibacterial cream. She took a bath, washed her hair and tossed the jeans she planned to wear on the bed. She sat down and slipped a pair of panties over her ankles and pulled them up over her thighs and came to a sudden halt when the material touched the ring. She laughed at her stupidity, slipped off the panties, and tossed them into the garbage can. There would be no more panties in her life. She looked at the jeans and went to the kitchen, returning with a garbage bag. She stuffed jeans in the green bag and then began going through her closet and drawers, tossing anything that want would fit tight around the crotch. Her life, now, would be full skirts. Mandy knew she had to keep the ring hidden at all cost.
She went shopping and the cool air blowing up her skirt and landing on her moist sex often sent chills through her body. She knew in cooler weather she would have to come up with something to keep her warmer. Mandy was always aware of the ring inside her pussy. There was no forgetting it for even a moment. It seemed to constantly be turning and sliding inside her. Each step was like having mini sex.
That Monday she went back to school after having called in sick the past week. She got lots of puzzled looks. At first it scared her since she thought they somehow knew she had a ring, but it wasn’t that. Everyone was used to seeing Mandy in jeans; she had rarely worn skirts.
Something was happening in Mandy as she sat in the last class of the day. She wanted to stand, pull up her skirt, and show everyone her ring. The ringed girl began to think about finding a man or a woman to tell about the ring, someone she might want to belong to. Still, she wanted to finish school and to have a career. That could never happen once she people found out she had the ring.
When she entered the house the phone was ringing. “Hello,” she said.
“Hi, it’s me Patti. Can I come over, I need to talk to you,” said the friend.
Mandy hadn’t seen or talked to either of her friends since that night. She was finally ready to face them now that she was feeling comfortable with having the ring.
She had barely hung up the phone when the doorbell rang. Mandy went to the door, opened it, and was surprised to see Patti. She smiled, her cheeks bright red, and said, “I was almost to your house when I called.”
Mandy hugged her friend and closed the door. Patti stepped back, looked at the skirt Mandy was wearing, and said, “I love the new look. I guess it’s more of a practicality, though.”
Mandy blushed and said, “It’s good to see you. I missed talking to you, but I had a lot on my mind.”
“That’s why I'm here,” said the friend, “I have been thinking a lot myself.
“What about?” Asked Mandy.
“You,” replied Patti.
Mandy looked puzzled because her friend had a strange expression. She said, “Come into my room and we can talk about whatever is on your mind.”
Mandy got them both a glass of wine from the bottle she kept in her room. She sat on the bed with one foot curled under her and asked, “Is everything alright?”
‘I’m not sure. I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind since I saw you with the ring in you,” said Patti.
“But?” Asked Mandy.
Patti set the glass of wine down and moved to sit on the bed. She said, “You might hate me for this, but I really don’t care.” Patti kissed her friend passionately on the lips, burying her tongue in the girl’s mouth. Mandy responded to the kiss. She had been with several girls, but never any of her close friends. She had often wondered what it might be like to make love to Patti.
The woman broke the kiss and said, “Take off your skirt and top.”
In anticipation of sex, Mandy tore at her clothes and tossed them on the bed. The next thing she heard was a snap. She looked down to see Patti snapping a one foot long leash onto her ring. She looked at her friend dumb founded and asked, “What are you doing?”
The blonde headed woman replied, “You know what I'm doing. I have claimed you as is my right by law. You have to look at me as doing you a favor. In no time someone would find out and it could be some cruel sadist that claimed you. Now get in the floor, face bed post, and slide so your crotch is almost touching.”
Mandy started to complain, but the sting of the slap stopped her. Patti said, “I am no longer your friend. You are what you became the night you willingly accepted the ring. Now, do as you're told or I’ll sell you to some pervert.”
The girl slid to the floor and did as she was told. Patti squatted and wrapped the free end of the short lease around the bedpost and snapped it to the ring. Mandy looked at the snap ring and knew she could easily release herself and run, but where would she run?
Patti found the trash bag of clothes in the closet and said, “Thanks for packing for me. We wear the same size so most of your clothes will come in handy.” The woman begin taking clothing from the closet and tossing them on the bed. Mandy’s owner looked through drawers and tossed the things she wanted in the pile on the bed. She then went to the dresser and opened the jewelry box. She picked up a diamond necklace and held it up. She said, “I have always wanted this. I bet it’s worth a small fortune.” Patti looked at Mandy and asked, “This belonged to your mother didn’t it?”
Mandy, with tears in her eyes, replied, “Yes.”
Patti looked at her former friend with anger and said, “Let's get something straight, here. You never speak unless I tell you to. When you do address me, it is always as Ma’am. If you can answer with a nod of your head then do that.”
Mandy nodded as Patti dumped all the jewelry into her pocketbook. She looked though the nightstand and found the vibrating dildo. She laughed, tossed it into the trashcan, and said, “You won’t be needing this anymore. I don’t want to ever see you touching yourself there unless I order you.”
The ring slave thought of all the orgasms the ring had given her the past week and hoped there might be many more in her future. Patti said, “Only half the house belongs to you, so by law I can’t take it.”
Mandy watched as the former friend went to the car she had bought only a few months before. The woman began going though the car and tossing things into a bag. She wasn’t gone long and came in carrying an mp3 player and said, “This one is much nicer than the one I had.” At that moment there was the sound of a truck outside.
Patti went to meet the tow truck driver. He quickly handed her something and then began to load the car. Once back in the house, Patti said, “What a crook, he only gave me $10,000.”
The world began to turn surreal around the ring slave. Everything she once owned now belonged to her former friend. There was nothing she could do about it. The simple act of snapping the leash to the ring gave her possession of everything she ever owned, even that of her life. The woman said, “I’ll come back when Rick is home to see if there is anything I missed.”
Everything the woman didn’t want was piled in the middle of the floor. Among those things were photographs of her parents and from the prom. Also in the pile was the prom dress she had worn that night. There were mementos from various occasions, all of which would be tossed into the garbage. Mandy’s heart was breaking; she had never imagined the severity of getting the ring.
She didn’t even notice the leash being unsnapped from the bedpost. Patti said, “Load all this stuff into the backseat of my car.”
Mandy stood and asked, “What can I wear?”
Again her cheek stung as Patti almost leapt across the room to slap her face. She said, “I told you not to speak and ring slaves don’t wear clothes. Even a fool like you should know that..”
There were tears in Mandy’s eyes as she carried her clothes and other belongings to Patti’s car. For the moment she didn’t think about the neighbors seeing her naked and ringed body. The world would know, but it didn’t matter, she had lost her freedom to her best friend.
Patti locked the house and followed Mandy to the car with the last load. The woman opened the truck and said, “Get in.”
Remembering the sting of the last slap she did as she was told. She curled up on her side and the woman attached the short leash to a ring placed in the center of the truck. The lid was closed. The girl laid there in the darkness wondering what her life was going to be like.
Mandy bounced along in the hot trunk for about ten minutes before the car came to a stop. The trunk opened and her leash was unsnapped. “Come with me, I need you for this,” said the woman.”
She looked around to see she was at her bank. The ring slave couldn’t imagine why she was there. It was embarrassing to be out in public nude with the leash dangling between her legs. She followed Patti into the bank and they were immediately ushered into an office as if they had been expected. People stared at Mandy—it’s not often a ring slave is seen in a bank.
The bank manager introduced herself and offered Patti a seat, she ignored Mandy. The older woman that fit the stereotype of a bank manager said, “You are here to transfer funds and to close the account, I see. Is this the thing’s funds you are taking possession of?”
Patti nodded.
The bank manager looked at Mandy with disgust and asked, “Were you Mandy Pea?”
The girl felt tears leaking from her eyes at having been looked at with such disdain and spoke about in past tense. Her life was truly over. She now had nothing. The ring slave nodded affirmation to the bank manager.
“Patti, there is $1,005,045.49 in the account. Does that sound right to you?” Asked the older woman.
Patti looked at Mandy and she nodded her head. “You may speak—tell me where you got that kind of money. I had no idea,” said the woman.
“It was from an inheritance. I had figured it would finish my college with some left over,” said the ring slave.
Patti handed the woman a slip of paper with an account number and said, “Transfer it all there and then close the ring slave’s account.”
The banker looked at Mandy and said, “I can’t imagine what goes though a young girl’s head to give up life and money to live as a slave.”
Ten minutes later they were leaving the bank, with Patti a lot richer. She put the ring slave back in the trunk and then started home. The woman thought, “There is just one more thing to do today.”
Once Mandy had her former belongings out of the car and into the house, Patti said, “Let me take you to your room.”
Patti led the girl into an opulent bedroom and the ring slave was awed that she would have such a magnificent bedroom. The house was three times the size of Mandy’s and she wondered if all the bedrooms were this nice. The woman opened a closet and told the ring slave, “Go sit in the corner of the closet with your back straight against the wall.”
The girl did as she was told and then noticed the eye-bolt in the floor between her legs. Patti connected the leash and closed the door. There was no need for locks since there was nowhere to escape to. With the door closed the closet was pitched in total darkness. The girl whimpered as she listened to the voice on the other side of the door.
“Hi, it's me. You still want to go to the club tonight?” Asked Patti.
On the other end, out of hearing range for the slave, Penny replied, “I guess so. I’m not really sure about this, though.”
“Trust me, this is your best option,” said Patti.
Mandy wasn’t sure how long it had been when the door opened. Patti said, “There is a bowl of mush in the bathroom. Eat and do your businesses, then clean up. We're going out tonight. The ring slave ate the bland tasting food with her fingers and then relieved herself. She found a wash cloth and cleaned her body as best as she could. An hour later Patti came, un-clipped the leash from the ring on the toilet bowl and said, “Brush your hair and we can go.”
The ring slave took her position in the trunk of the car and she wasn’t sure how long she had been there when she heard muffled voices in the car. Patti asked, “Did you pay off the debt like I told you to?”
“I did,” said Penny in a subdued voice. That was so stupid of me to run up credit card debt like that. I was about to lose everything.” There was silence and then she asked, “Can I see Mandy, now?”
In a stern tone Patti replied, “You can see her when we get to the club.”
They got to the club and even outside you could hear the music blaring. It was dark so this time there was little effort adjusting her eyes from the darkness of the trunk. Penny said, ‘Oh my gawd. Mandy, what’s it like?”
The ring slave almost answered and then though better. She looked at her friend with a half smile and nodded a to let her know she heard her. The trunk closed.
Shortly later she was shocked at the sight before her when the trunk was opened again. Penny stood naked beside Patti… she had been ringed. Patti said when she saw the shocked expression, “It’s not really any of your business, but I think you have the right as a former friend to know. Unlike you, she ran her life stupidly. She amassed a huge debt and was about to lose everything. Today, she declared bankruptcy and I gave her money to pay back what she had borrowed from her father. In return she became ringed for me.”
She put Penny into the trunk, but didn’t attach her lease to the ring. She said, “I won’t leash you until you are healed. Mandy, you will show her how to take care of the ring until it heals.”
She nodded as the trunk was closed once more. Her naked friend was pressed tight against her. She wanted desperately to speak to her friend, to comfort her, but she dared not speak. Instead, she wrapped an arm around her shivering friend.
Once home ,Mandy and Penny were put in the closet. Mandy’s leash was snapped to the ring in the floor between her legs. There was no getting comfortable. Each time she thought she was close to finding a comfortable position, the eye-bolt would dig into her ass, or the leash would tug against her ring.
That was one feeling Mandy thought she would never get used to. It was unlike any piercing she had ever known. When tugged, the ring didn’t press against just flesh, but against the pubic bone itself. It was as if the ring was embedded into her skeleton. For now, the pull was painful, but she knew that would eventually go away. With the bone for support, there was never a chance for the ring to tear through the flesh. If the ring were to be locked to an object, even a knife wouldn’t free her even if she cut away the flesh.
That night Penny lay curled on the floor crying. She hugged Mandy’s leg the entire night. She felt sorry for her friend. At least Mandy had gotten the ring because she desperately wanted the experience. Penny did it solve her life problems.
That morning Mandy was release and she took the ointment given her to treat Penny’s piercing. She was then taken to the toilet where she was snapped into place. She spent the next thirty minutes eating her mush and relieving herself.
Patti led Mandy to the kitchen and snapped the leash to an eye-bolt on the kitchen counter. She said, “I think you can reach everything from here. You are to prepare my breakfast.”
Most things were in reach, but occasional she had to pull tight against the ring to reach an object, like the milk in the back of the refrigerator. If she dropped something on the floor, it had to stay there unless she could pick it up with her toes. An hour later she had the breakfast plated. The food was starving her. Not since the morning before had she eaten anything but the mush. Sadly, she was afraid that might be the only food she ever tasted again.
Patti appeared just as the food was plated, unsnapped Mandy, and said, “Have everything in the sink and put away by the time I am through eating. The ring slave hurried, glad to be free of the leash for even a short time.
Fifteen minutes later, Patti snapped the ring slave’s leash to the counter at the sink, set down her plate and left the kitchen. It didn’t take long for Mandy to complete her shore. Once that was done she had no choice but to stand and wait.
It hand been an hour since being attached to the sink. She wondered when Patti would come and move her to a new position. She had been basically standing in one spot since getting up at 7am. By noon, Patti was nowhere in sight. The ring slave’s legs were beginning to tire. Several times she found her weight shift to the ring as her legs gave out.
Just when Mandy thought she could stand no longer, Patti said, “Getting tired, are you. It’s going to take some time for you to build up those leg muscles. For now, you need to go tend to Penny.”
It had been a week since becoming Patti’s property for the ring slaves. Each day Mandy’s life was the same. She slept sitting in the closet and then was leashed standing in the kitchen for most of the day. The slave guessed she spent about twelve hours a day standing in one place.
The evening of the one week anniversary as she was snapped into place at the sink, she heard a knock on the door. Patti shouted, “You have a visitor Mandy.”
She turned her head to see her brother Rick. The ring slave knew he knew what had happened, but she thought she would never see him again. Mandy wasn’t sure she wanted to see him again. Rick said, “Hi sis, you're looking good.”
Mandy nodded to him. She hadn’t spoken since that day at the bank. The ring slave wished she could talk to her brother, she had missed him. As if reading her mind, Patti said, “You may talk to him. I’ll leave you two alone.”
Once Patti was out of the room the siblings hugged each other tightly. Mandy’s unused voice was strained as she said, “I missed you so much, Rick. That's the hardest part about this”
Rick stepped back, looked at her angrily, and asked, “What the hell were you thinking? What possessed you to get a ring? You could have told me and I could have at least took possession and protected you.”
Mandy began to cry and replied, “I was stupid. I thought I could hide it from the world.”
“Stupid is an understatement,” said the brother, “I’m trying to get you from her. I have offered to trade her Nina, but she seems to get some satisfaction from owning you, especially.”
The ring slave said, “I don’t think she will let me go. She has Penny also. It’s like she planned this. She somehow knew I had a fascination with the ring and had talked us into going to the club that night.”
“There isn’t much I can do unless she takes the trade with Nina. I hope she will at least let me see you from time to time,” said the brother.
Patti came in, unsnapped Mandy, and said, “Visiting time is over. Nice to see you gain, Rick.” She quickly ushered Rick out the front door.
That night before Mandy was put in the closet, Patti said, “The sleeping arrangements have been altered a little now that Penny is healed enough to be leashed.”
In the center of the walk-in closet there was an eye-bolt in the floor. Penny was already leashed in place. Mandy, “said Patti, “sit facing her.”
Mandy sat in the floor facing her former friend and put her legs over Penny’s. She hunched forward until their rings were just inches apart. Patti unhooked Penny’s leash, ran it through the eye-bolt and snapped it to Mandy’s ring. She did the reverse with Mandy’s.
The door was closed and they sat in the dark feeling each others body heat and listening to the others breathing. There were no other sounds in their world. At least in this position they could both lay down. This was the first time Mandy had laid down in two weeks.
The next day Mandy was snapped into place at the cooking area while Penny was locked into place at the sink. Together they could complete both task without having to be repositioned. After dinner they were released and spent the next two hours cleaning the house and making more mush for them to eat.
After that, they were stood on either side of a bookshelf. Their leashes were run through the shelf and attached to each others rings. There they stood looking at each other until that night when they were placed in the closet to sleep. Mandy spend more time with Penny than she ever hand with anyone, but was unable to speak with her. If given that one pleasure then life as a ring slave might have been easier. Even though life was hard and almost unbearable, the sight of the ring in her pussy still made her wet. She wasn’t sure if given a choice she would have it removed.
The end