One sale, one collar, one diaper—then the real training began.
Her old life ended the moment she was sold.
Her new one begins on her knees, in a thick, crinkling diaper, with a bell around her neck. Chris didn’t buy a person; he bought a project. A filthy, beautiful little project to be conditioned, claimed, and kept.
He will fill her with plugs, force her to come on command, and parade her in front of his friends until the lawyer she used to be is just a ghost. This is not a romance. This is an indoctrination.