Freedom and new beginning

"I am free!" I shouted. Before I made some fouettés. 

A moment later, my cheeks heated up and I got misbehaving.

Why?

Because almost everyone on the street stopped to look at me. They were curious and investigating what I am doing.

Feeling so embarrassed and couldn't stand in here any longer, I ran away to go home.

And yes!

I managed to remove the Slave Collar that was choking my neck despite getting into a bit of trouble when I bought my freedom.

The trouble I mean was I need the documents that state the jerk was dead.

That's right, to buy my freedom I need that documents. And unfortunately, I don't have it.

I don't even know if the jerk is still alive or already dead.

So, I asked the store clerk for an opinion and a solution to this trouble. Who can guess, that trouble ended with me meeting the store owner in person?

No... There is no R18 scene going on. Especially, when the owner of this shop is a woman.