The slave caravan was marched deep into the forest. Eventually, they came to a clearing where Alvin, Ryan and Don dismounted. All seven men faced their captives with icy expressions. Amanda actually did still have her sneakers on. They had never been stripped from her. However, the eyes of the men took in her long, bare legs and her perky breasts. They then looked over Abigail's athletic form, naked in her sneakers, collar and tape gag with panties inside. Miriam's plump figure in panties, socks and ring-gag got its fair share of stares. They only looked briefly at Korah, still fearing to offend Bob.

Jason smiled. "As you sluts might or might not know, Bob and I are rather close friends. However, I have decided to overrule him. You cunts are fit only for the collar and the collar is all you shall know until you're too old to be hot, maybe fifty or so. If you're good, we might work something out in thirty years. However, if you're bad, you'll be put down at that time. Amanda, your cock holster has been left open. It wasn't really done to facilitate conversation but you might as well respond on behalf of your friends."