Hello there! You may know me, I'm Calista, a slave who turned into a mercenary. I'll skip the details but I'm back to being a slave... As a social status only. In fact, I was living one of my best experiences. It had been several weeks since I worked as a dancer at the Red Seat. I had gained so much self-esteem that I decided to change my look. Hair dyed purple, a sheer top that revealed my breasts, piercings and bracelets... The collar truly became an extra piece of jewelry. With this style, the caps increased tremendously!

 

 

            I mostly worked the late night shift, from 4am until closing time around 10am. Drunk people were very generous with their tips. Just like the Diamond City guards after their nightly shift. I could dress as I wished. For dancing, I preferred to stay barefoot, balance issue. I liked to try on new clothes from time to time. This time it was white thights. I thought it went well with my purple polish on my hands and feet. 

 

 

            I had almost collected the 5,000 caps needed to terminate my contract. Only a few more days of shaking my body, climbing the bar and showing off. And yes, maybe I solicited a few clients to round my income. A young woman has needs. Only those who were in my standards and had caps to spend on me. I was quite picky about that.

 

 

            To wrap up the show, I thought I'd do the splits. With the bar between my boobs, I spread my legs smoothly until they were perfectly straight. I heard teasing whistles and a man praising my buttlocks. That's all I needed to make my day. 

 

 

            Once I finished my lap, I joined Wiecek at the table. He was the second in command of the cartel. We got close and... let's just say there was a mutual spark. Wiecek treated me like an equal, and he was smart, funny, caring... His face reminded me of a man from the prewar period. I loved to tease him in public. He was enjoying a good meal and a pint of lager. While I was smoking a cigarette, I put my feet on his crotch to make him react, or should I have said erect.

 

 

          Even if he was good enough to hide "his" feelings, he wasn't going to resist the call I was sending him. The Red Seat closed for the morning and Wiecek carried me on his back. He knew I rarely wore shoes and didn't want my capsule makers to get hurt or dirty on the way. Such a nice gesture! I played along, for once I was treated like a princess by someone from the Commonwealth...

 

 

            We went to the other side of the Red Seat. The one reserved for the customers who wanted to buy the prostitutes' services. We started kissing at the entrance of the establishment. His lips were so soft, we could have stayed here for hours if the lady who ran the place wasn't in the office right next to us. 

 

 

 Wiecek and I sat down on one of the long sofas. I had poked him, he poked me back.

"Tell me Calista baby, are these feet ticklish by any chance?"

"Ahahah yes they are!"

I was a little embarrased but I appreciated how much attention he showed me. He tickled me lightly for a couple of seconds then paused.

"Okay okay, how about we move on to some... more serious stuff? You up for it?"

"Sure Wiecek, I saw you were already pretty hard at the club."

I regained the lead on the teasing ground.

 

 

            We got up and Wiecek carried me to a vacant room. I liked the way he treated me, I truly felt special with him. I looked him right in the eyes.

"What are you thinking about when you mention serious stuff?"

"Calista... I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. This is something we talked about but never did."

"Interesting, you are intriguing me handsome man."

 

 

          Sitting side by side on the mattress, Wiecek started to explore my thigh in an attempt to get to my crotch. I wanted our relationship to go further but I didn't want to start it with a collar around my neck. 

"Not so fast handsome. I see where you're going with this. If we're going to fuck, I'll only do it if I'm a free woman and not a slave anymore."

"But honey, you're a hard worker and you've almost raised all the money. I don't see why you're haggling."

"It's a matter of principle, Wiecek. Maybe you can use your influence to shorten my release? I'll pay you the rest myself."

 

 

            He thought for a moment and then stood up.

"I have an idea. I'll talk to Liemanto and tell him to release you early. You will work for me on the legal side of the cartel. The Diamond City scrap dealer has a RobCo fuse. Steal it and meet me at my place in the district called The Boxes. On his lunch break, he leaves the store open, so all you have to do is help yourself. Just don't steal anything else or get caught, okay?"

"See Wiecek, I love it when you come up with these amazing plans. I'll change my clothes and go get that fuse. A kiss for good luck?"

We kissed before going our separate ways.

 

 

            I knew where to go to get some clothes. I entered the office of the establishment as if I owned the place and sat down next to the old woman.

"Madame Schwartz! You saw me with Wiecek a few minutes ago, he gave me an assignment and I have to go to town. Could you give me some clothes and a pair of shoes do I don't harm these perfect capsule makers?"

I had reached a new level of insolence. I addressed her from above, my feet on the desk. She was compelled to accept. She appreciated girls with sass. I hoped I had fulfilled her.

 

 

            A shirt, pants and heels. That was my new look for walking the streets of Diamond City. Okay the shirt and jeans were worn out but the heels fit my little feet so perfectly. No one was going to bother me despite the collar, on one wanted to deal with the Liemanto cartel. I headed to the other side of the stadium towards the Fenway Shelters area where the repair store was located.

 

 

            I reached the front door of the repair store. No one was around, I put my hand on the handle and lowered it. As Wiecek said, during the lunch break, the was unlocked. I had only come for one thing anyway.

 

 

          Once inside, I mad sure the store was deserted. I looked left and then right. No noise, nothing. Either way, if there was someone inside I would have found an excuse to sneak out. The fuse must have been in the repair part of the shop.

 

 

          "Found it!"

The fuse was next to the toolbox in the middle of the garage. I wondered why Wiecek asked me to go get it. It must have been part of his plan to take away the role that had been sticking to me for the past few weeks. Maybe a way to disable the collar? I would find it soon enough.

 

 

          Wiecek's home was in the bleachers right next to the mayor's office. I remembered the way despite the rain and the chains I was wearing that night. To get there, you had to take several stairs to reach the heights. The higher you went, the better the scenery of Diamond City turned out to be.

 

 

            I entered. Wiecek had changed his clothes and was waiting for me on the couch. 

"Welcome to my house Calista! Come sit down."

"Just a second, I'll take my heels off first."

An old habit, I always took off my shoes when I entered the homes of people I liked. A matter of courtesy and respect.

 

 

            I placed the fuse on the coffee table alon with my feet to sit comfortably. I began to feel exhausted, between work and heels, I needed a little break. 

"So Calista... Did everything go as planned?"

"Like taking a candy from a baby."

"I had no doubt. You can stay at ease for a bit longer. I'm getting the fuse part I need to remove this collar from you. You might want to take off your shirt too, just in case."

 

 

          Wiecek invited me to take a seat in the kitchen. I made myself at home with my feet up on the dining table. I had taken off my shirt as he had suggested. I didn't wear anything underneath, I didn't like bras and I wasn't ashamed of my breasts. Mostly I felt light and more liberated. The cartel man fiddled with the collar, looking for the opening mechanism. His hands on my neck tickled me very slightly, I giggled with joy. 

"Somebody likes that, huh? I think I found it. RobCo fuses are also used in these collars. So if you can bypass them with another fuse... Voila. You're not tagged anymore, Calista."

 

 

          Free at last! Wiecek took off some of his clothes while I moved to the sofa. 

"How about we pick up where we left off? Unless you have something else in mind."

"Thank you my brave knight! How about you giving a massage to the brand new free woman that I am?"

"Mmh... I suppose I could do that."

 

 

            I lay on my belly, waiting for his gentle hands to relieve me of another weight. Instead, my feet only received tickling. 

"Ahahahah! Wait, I asked for a massage, not tickles!"

"It's the same for me. It's not like you are hating it right?"

"Stop it! Not the feet please! Ahahah!"

 

 

          Wiecek stopped and slowly approached my face. I thought he was going to kiss me and we were going to start foreplay. Instead, he tickled my armpits and ribs with his fingers. I laughed out loud, he found a sensitive nerve there.

"Ahahahaha! Oh my God stop, I'm going to wet myself!"

"I call your bluff Calista. A young woman unable to control her bladder, I highly doubt it."

"You're such a jerk! How about we actually go back to what we started this morning?"

"That's my girl! Come on, let's go to my bed."

 

 

            We moved on the bed. Wiecek and I started to get excited but fatigue took over. I fell asleep like a baby in his arms. It was truly one of the best dates I've ever had. Somehow if I hadn't been captured and sold, maybe we would never have met. I had no reason to come back to Goodneighbor yet, Kimy was supposed to be in D.C and Fahrenheit had a community to run. I was thinking about staying here. I had a man who fulfilled me, I was protected by his cartel and I could make easy money. What could go wrong?