I ask Zoe if she has ever thought about becoming my property. Not my slave but a step beyond and become my property.
I explain I will expect much more of her BUT she will also have more freedoms in our relationship. She must not be
my lover although I know that is a hollow promise.

She said she would LOVE to be owned by me. I remind her to think about this very carefully...
Zoe still insists she wants to be my property. I tell her I must brand my property. She seems a little confused at this
until I walk over to one of the kitchen drawers and pull out a small brand that says "MC" for Mistress Charon.
I asked the man at the tattoo and piercing shop to create this for me. It is made of soft metal that will glow red-hot
from the flames of a candle.
I ask Zoe if she is willing to be branded by me. After several minutes she bows her head and says "yes please."
I tell her to bend her bare bottom over the edge of the divan while I light a candle. I hold the brand in the candle's
flame until it glows bright red. Without a moment's hesitation I reach forward and place the red-hot brand on Zoe's
soft beautiful bottom.
She lets out a horrible scream but does not move. I see smoke rise from her burning flesh and can tell by the smoke
and aroma of burning flesh that she is is horrendous pain!

Finally I remove the brand and tell her to stand up. There are streams running down her face of tears yet she never
flinched.
"Sunday you will move your personal items into my apartment. You may not move anything too large to fit into a suitcase.
You will bring no furniture with you. You are now my property and may only have personal items in my apartment."
She seems very upset and concerned about this but that is the life of a mistress' property. She is now one of my possessions,
my most precious and priceless possession, but a possession none the less.
Little does she know that she is the jewel in my heart.

Gleefully I lead Zoe back to my bed where she eagerly buries her face between my legs.
After I have cum several times she finally finishes and curls up at my feet where we both drift off to sleep.
This time is too precious, I will tell her about the slaves party tomorrow
I don't want her fearful of what will come in the future...