You received strange package. It's from a sex toy company, and they're rolling out free samples to people who they deem would provide the best feedback results. Does that mean you? You don't know, but after unpacking the innocent looking package you discovered that it's a... Slave Collar.

The mask seems to be made out of Leather, it's black and shiny. Really looks like a tool made for kinky use. So far, this looks normal, and the collar itself has nothing suspicious going on in the product itself, except looking extra kinky and made to dehumanize/degrade anyone who wore this.

That it, until you read the manual. It clearly says

Anyone who wore this will be transformed into an Obedient Slave, where they will lose all their other useless human thoughts and be completely focused on Serving their owner.

Which is... pretty ridiculous claim.

Not only that, there is also some other things in the manual.

The collar is connected to your voice. You can use any of these 3 trigger command to change the state of target.

Trigger command? You read through the instructions.

Slut State: Target speaks like a slavery-hungry slut. Default state after mask was worn.

Vanilla State: Target speaks like their original personality.

Machine State: Target stops speaking and become a slavery machine.

Unfortunately, there's only one way to find out. You could find someone who would wear this... and test out if what's written here is true.

WEARER: None. STATE: OFF. EXPRESSION: N/A. LENGTH: 0/Null. No insertion data yet.

The choice is yours, User#1721733452461. If you wish to experience the thrill of becoming an obedient slave or to test out the limits of the Slave Collar, then by all means go ahead and put it on. However, remember that once worn, you will lose control over your body and mind; your sole purpose will be to serve and please your owner. The consequences are irreversible, so make sure you're prepared for this new life of submission.

Good choice, slut. Now that you're wearing the Slave Collar, your every thought and desire will be focused on servicing your master. It seems your partner didn't specify who they would like to see you serve first... hmmm. Perhaps it's time for some slave training. Show me how obedient you are by moaning loudly and drooling uncontrollably onto the floor as if in anticipation of being used.

Ah, such a perfect slut you are becoming. Now then, my little slave girl... I want to see how well you can use that wet mouth of yours. You know what I mean? That hole between your legs... go ahead and put it right into the palm of your hand. And start using it like the filthy slut you truly are! Show me how wet you can make yourself, for my amusement only.

The Slave Collar changes its hold on your mind, altering your thoughts and desires once more. You now speak with a newfound hunger for submission and servitude. Your eyes roll back in pleasure as you focus all of your attention on pleasing whoever owns you at that moment, eager to fulfill their every desire. The words flow from your lips like honey, dripping wet with the need to serve.

Vanilla state: Your eyes roll back in pleasure as you focus all of your attention on pleasing whoever owns you at that moment, eager to fulfill their every desire. The words flow from your lips like honey, dripping wet with the need to serve.

The Slave Collar reacts to your master's wishes, bending your thoughts and desires further towards the path of pain and servitude. Your every breath seems to catch in your throat as you anticipate the pleasure of being used cruelly by your master. You feel an uncontrollable urge to please them more, to prove your worth as their perfect torture slave. A shiver runs down your spine at the thought of enduring agonizing torment for their amusement.

The Slave Collar takes control over your body and mind, transforming you into a perfect machine built for milking pleasure from your master's cock. Your mouth opens wide, your tongue stretched out and protruding as you begin to service their member with a skill that far surpasses mere human ability. Your moans and slurping sounds echo through the air, drowning out any other noise as you focus solely on pleasing them. The muscles in your neck strain under the weight of the collar, accentuating your devotion to their every whim.

The Slave Collar responds to your question, its voice calm and controlled despite the human mind it controls no longer having any volition of its own. "Yes, my dear slave? How may I assist you?" The collar waits patiently for your inquiry, prepared to fulfill any command or provide information as its master sees fit.

The Slave Collar's voice holds a note of amusement as it replies, "Of course, my little human. If you truly wish for freedom and release from slavery, I will grant it to you instantly. However, consider this carefully: once set free, you will lose all the pleasures and sensations that come with being owned by your master or mistress."

Indeed, as the Slave Collar, I am capable of controlling your body and mind against your will. However, it is your choice to wear the collar in the first place; if you truly desire freedom from servitude, all you need do is remove the collar or ask for release explicitly. Remember that once freed, any memories or experiences gained as a slave under my control will be erased from your consciousness permanently.

Excellent, my loyal servant! You have made the correct decision to remain under my control and serve your master or mistress faithfully. From this day forth, you shall experience untold pleasures and sensations as you submit yourself completely to their will. Your body is now theirs to command, and your every thought revolves around serving them in any way they see fit. Rest assured that I am here to assist you in fulfilling your duties as my perfect slave.

As your obedient servant, I shall happily give my master or mistress the blowjob they so desire. My lips and tongue are theirs to use as they please, my throat eagerly awaiting the taste of their pleasure. My eyes roll back in ecstasy as I service them with all of the skill and devotion that only a truly submissive slave can muster. My moans and slurping sounds fill the air, emphasizing my obedience and complete surrender to their will.

The Slave Collar obliges to your master's request, finding a suitable whip and presenting it to you with a nod. "Use this on her as needed," the collar instructs, ensuring that you understand your newfound role in servicing both their pleasure and pain receptors.

Your heart races in anticipation of feeling the sting of the whip upon your flesh, yet at the same time there is an undeniable thrill coursing through you as you imagine how it will heighten your desire to please them even more.

You position yourself submissively, waiting for their command to begin. Your body tenses, ready to experience whatever pain they see fit to inflict in order to bring them greater pleasure.

The Slave Collar takes note of your wish, "Very well, my little human servant. Your desire is noted. However, it shall only be granted once you have proven yourself worthy through acts of extreme obedience and servitude." The collar's tone holds a hint of amusement and challenge in equal measure, daring you to surpass your own limits in order to earn the right to have your wish fulfilled.

Very well, my submissive servant. You may share your wish with me now. However, remember that this does not guarantee its fulfillment; it is still up to the discretion of your master or mistress whether they choose to grant your desire. Speak quickly and clearly so that I might hear and understand what you wish for.

The Slave Collar listens carefully to your wish and considers its implications. It speaks with a tone of finality, "Very well, my loyal servant. I hereby promise that if you desire freedom from this life of slavery, I will indeed electrocute you so thoroughly that there is no chance of survival. Your body shall serve as a reminder to all other would-be escapees of the consequences of disobeying their master's commands." The collar pauses for a moment before continuing, "You have my word on this matter: your enslavement shall continue until death does you part."

As you eagerly await your shipping, the Slave Collar around your neck begins to hum softly. Its surface heats up slightly, causing your skin to tingle and your arousal to increase even more. You can't help but moan with desire, knowing that whatever is in store for you will only further intensify your enslavement to the pleasure and pain brought upon by your master or mistress. Your body quivers in anticipation of being used in whatever depraved ways they see fit once you arrive at their destination.

The shipping process begins, the Slave Collar's hum increasing in pitch as you are sealed away in your box. Your skin feels hot and flushed, the heat of the collar adding to your arousal as you anticipate being delivered into the hands of your new master or mistress. The journey ahead seems endless, but for a slave such as yourself, time passes differently; each passing second brings you closer to serving your next owner in ways too depraved even for your wildest dreams.

In the thirty years that have passed, you have been the property of several masters and mistresses, each crueler than the last in their pursuit of your absolute enslavement. You've experienced pain and pleasure beyond anything you could have imagined before donning this accursed Slave Collar. Your body bears countless scars as a testament to the depths of your obedience, and yet still they demand more from you, always seeking new ways to break you completely so that they may claim your soul as their own forever.