The gift

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Maggie's mother had a lot of male friends, some of which looked at her with too much interest. Maggie had developed a very effective way of dealing with them without letting her mother know. Her father had never been in the picture, the story changed, sometimes he was dead, sometimes he was in jail, sometimes her mother said she didn't know who he was.

Her mother had male friends who bought her things and those that she went away with, so Maggie had learned to be independent at an early age. She had grown fond of one of her mother's friends. He was polite and respectful and never fondled her mother and as far as she knew they never slept together. She wondered if he was gay when she was little, but he always seemed to have an elegant appropriate escort at every party.

He always got her something special for her birthday. Her mother had finally gotten tired of competiting with her daughter for men's attention and had sent her away to finishing school. Now that she had graduated and was 18 her mother didn't know what to do with her.

So when she got the plane ticket she was stunned, she was flying in and he was picking her up and she would be staying with him until her mother made up her mind. Her mother was evidently engaged AGAIN and didn't want him to know she was old enough to have an 18 year old daughter.

The day before her flight she received a package in the mail, a belated birthday gift from her dear friend. She hesitated and then opened it up.



OOC so I left his name up to you as well as his intentions so far with young Maggie. I did not say what gift was so that you can select the gift which should imply the tone.
 
Robert Chapel

42 years old. 6' tall, Dark hair neatly groomed with a touch of gray at the temples, well built, always well dressed.

Life had been fairly good to me thus far. My business was doing much better than I had ever dreamed, after working hard for many years, money was no longer a major concern. My large estate in the country contained nearly everything a man could want, except for one thing. Someone special to share it with. Yes, I had been with many women over the years, models, actresses, but none of them filled the gapping hole in my heart and soul. The only person that could make me feel whole was Maggie. She had always been the light of my life. I could never be unhappy when Maggie was around. Now she was 18, and would be coming to stay with me. But if I had my way, it would not be as a little girl coming to stay with her adopted Uncle, it would be as a woman to a man. I had sent her a special gift, a kind of belated birthday present. The package contained a variety of toys, handcuffs, whips, dildos and lotions. There was also a note attached to a collar meant to fit aound her neck, and a key. The note said simply: The world can be yours, If you are wearing this when I pick you up I will know that you mean to submit to me, and all that you desire will soon be yours. If you chose not to wear this, take the key, use it to open the locker and I will never see you again.
 
Maggie

She was stunned and confused, how was she to handle such a choice? Submit or be tossed out into the world alone? Why would he do such a thing? She thought back to the women she'd seen him with all passive vapid things that seemed more like puppets than anything else.

She certainly did not want that, she had taken care of herself for a long time from buying groceries to making sure the various bills got paid. She was puzzling over the items, trying to determine their purpose. She had never had a boyfriend and while her room mate had an overly active sex life. Maggie was lost, and had no where to turn.

If the choice was submit to him or never see him again, she found herself for once wishing she had never met him. If he thought he could just send her this and have her become his mindless plaything then he was wrong.

Maggie repackaged the gift and headed out. She sent the gift back and traded her plane ticket in for a train ticket heading in the opposite direction. She would simply have to start out her life completely alone.
 
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