It didn’t go unnoticed that mom too had stripped down, and joined her girls in the submission like slave position.
Many employees and the slaves on site, gave her looks of approval.
And many other moms, grandmothers, aunts, cousins and friends. Who tagged along with their loved ones. To give either loving support or some friendly intimidation to the ones being graded. Also joined in by undressing and taking the position.
Minnesota mom who was to the right of Misty, reluctantly started undressing herself.
“ Guess I better get this over with. “
She said as she unhooked her bra, removed and dropped it behind her.
As she slipped off her shorts. A huge bush of pubic hair, could easily be seen through her thin white panties. It even bushed out the sides.
Misty looks and hands over the roll of duct tape to the woman’s daughter that knelt next to her.
“ Looks like y’all gonna need this! “
She couldn’t help but laugh a little.
With a pure look of shame on her face. Minnesota mom, slipped off her panties. Then lay down so her daughters could get busy, ripping out the hair from her crotch.
Mom looks on.
“ Damn Yankees! I guess they don’t have nobody teach them any better than that? “
Minnesota mom screams out in agony.
“ Serves you right darling! You should kept yourself up better than that! “
It in away was disturbing to see so many pretty women had let themselves go as far as cunt hygiene goes. You would think women of there means wound have enough pride in themselves to keep their pussies up.
That’s why in slave world, they all get shoved into the detox troth, so they can rid themselves of all those disgusting critters that some skanks carry around. After that will come the complimentary hot wax, which will rid the slave of all that nasty hideous and unsightly body hair.
And by the threat of the whip or switch, the slave will get her crash course lesson in proper hygiene care.
Seeing all the other older women getting themselves naked, draws a crowd of those obnoxious young men, that come there thinking they’re gonna get a free fuck from a slave girl or two.
One guy in particular, who’s also about half drunk. Staggering around with his cup of beer sloshing about.
He stumbled straight over to Crystal. Who looked scared to death, as he looks to his friend.
“ Hold my beer man! “
His friend takes the beer.
“ Somebody take that gag off of her! “
He says slurring his words. As he unfastened his pants and took out his cock.
“ I’m not a slave! I’m not a slave! “
Crystal says in to the gag.
Through her muffled distorted grunts, it was obvious that she was stressed the fuck out. As this guy stands over her, dangling his cock right in her face.
Mom reached over and grabbed his cock, pulling him over to her. She takes his entire length into her mouth.
“ Slurp!…Slurp!…Slurp! “
Misty and Crystal looks at one another, then at their mother.
“ Seriously mom? You’re doing that right in front of us? “
Misty asks as Crystal just looks on with wide shocked eyes.
In less than a minute mom had that drunk guy, shooting his load. He stumbled weakly away from her, grabbing his beer, taking a drink with his softening cock still hanging out.
“ Dude! That old hag knows how to give head! “
His three friends all drop their shorts in front of mom.
Mom takes advantage of the situation by playing around the world with the three eager young studs.
They all rotate by sampling all three on moms fuck holes.
Mom takes them all on like a porn queen. As she feverishly works to drain there balls.
Crystal gags into her gag.
“ She’s doing ass to mouth? That’s disgusting! “
Crystal says as her stomach churns.
“ You go mom! “
Misty says cheering her mother on.
Finally mom gets them all off, including herself.
“ Ahhh! That’s much better. “
She says returning her body to the submissive position. As cum leaked from her cunt, she wiped it with her fingers and sucked them clean.
As the sun was setting an artist comes by, toting a bag of canvases, supplies and a folding chair.
He sets up shop on the walkway in front of mom and the girls. And quickly and easily sketched out their portrait with colored pencils.
Once finished he turned it around for them to see.
Mom’s eyes just lights up.
“ I love it! “ She yells out in happiness.
“ I’m taking it straight to the frame shop! And it’s gonna be displayed on my living room wall! “
Hearing that made both Misty and Crystals stomachs churn.
“ Please no mom! Don’t put that on our wall! “
Misty begged.
“ Okay I’ll put it on my office wall right above where your desk is gonna be. Where everyone can see and enjoy it! “
“ Oh this is so not happening to me right now! “
Misty mumbles in disbelief.
Mom spins around for her purse, so she can pay this nice man for his work.
“ It’s on me mam, slaves don’t have money. “
The man said with a wink and smile.
He hands mom the sketched portrait along with a cardboard tube to put it in.
Mom just stared at it. The picture was so detailed. It showed moms slave smile she had. It showed the look of stress and humiliation of Misty’s expression. With Crystals gagged mouth. Her expression was captured only by the excitement within her sparkling blue eyes.
Crystals naked body looked amazing. As she knelt with perfect posture. Her tits sticking straight out with her flat stomach.
Both mom and Misty’s bigger tits sagged, more so than Crystals, along with their bellies.
Misty’s thick thighs with dimples of cellulite were also very noticeable.
“ There are some things he could have left out! “
Misty said pointing out her flaws.
Mom looks at Misty as she’s being more critical on herself than necessary.
“ Baby you’re beautiful! You wouldn’t be you without your flaws. “
Mom said sweetly, as she try’s to comfort Misty.
The artist had captured the sunset perfectly, along with the birds and butterflies that flew around them.
As mom rolls up the picture and puts it away. Their attention was drawn to something else.
And that was the excitement of a real slave drive.
Instead of a cattle drives, they have slave drives. When buses of recent enslaved women are brought in. Instead of being dropped off at the receiving docks, they get paraded through the complex. And the audience will follow, giving the newly enslaved even more to be humiliated about.
They were surrounded by men on horseback, cracking whips, while slave hounds ran around them all, keeping them corralled and moving the right way. All were gagged, with their hands cuffed and connected together with chains. All of course are still in their pristine business suits. All are pouring sweat, and stinking like the nasty cunts they are. No matter how much deodorant, perfume, powders, makeup or any other feminine products they use. Nothing can hide that slave stink.
The slave stink that breaks out, as soon as the judges gavel falls in the court room, is like no other.
A free woman she is no more. And her entire past goes straight into the trash. And a life of slavery will follow.
If given the choice many women would choose the death penalty over an enslavement. And that’s exactly for women, why the death penalty has been abolished.
The slaves life will be determined by her worth. How much she’s sold for off the block. By the owner that buys her.
And judging by what we see here. That worth ain’t gonna be much.
Not only have been court ordered enslaved, they’ve feen Federally court ordered enslaved. All of them are from within in the beltway of Washington DC.
As part of the Drain the swamp campaign.
The interesting thing about draining the swamp is that the swamp always gets bigger.
And you never see no high profile faces that step off these buses.
So we can forget about seeing Hillary as she has to part with her pants suit, and display those thunder thighs. If that don’t kill your boner, than the sight of Nancy coming off the bus certainly will. Maybe she’ll be wearing that pink dress with those white pumps? She looked as if she thought of herself as a sexy thing wearing that outfit.
Maybe AOC would be behind her, that’ll bring your boner back.
For entertainment reasons they’ll take her gag off, just so she could run her mouth all the way to the processing room.
But none of these three do it for me. If I had my way I’d have Debbie Wasserman Schultz enslaved. There’s just something about seeing that woman on Tv that just made my blood boil.
Of course we got to be fair to that side of the isle. So I’d love to be the slave wrangler that has to wrestle Kelly Ann right out of her pantyhose. And stuff something hard right into her big mouth.
Yeah unfortunately none of those things ever happen. As we all know shit always flows downhill. So the 1% at the top that controls everyone and everything always finds away to beat an enslavement charge. And it’s always some low level intern or staffer that takes the enslavement for them.
It’s always interesting how double standards work. When it comes to the law and justice. Justice only affects the little people. And never the ones that it should.
Mom watched as all the crying women passed by.
“ Oh I wish I was one of them! “
Mom says to herself, imagining herself all dressed up in her own Ralph Lauren Business suit, in her five inch Gucci sling backed high heels with pantyhose.
Her cunt would start juicing as soon as the judges gavel falls. She’d be cuffed with a chain around her waist and hooked somewhere in the middle of all these women. All of which are shoved onto that bus. A bus that the air conditioning doesn’t work. So all these cunts just sit there cramped together like sardines to sweat out the agonizing drive from DC to Natchez.
All the makeup will be running in no time.
Mom sees a uniformed slave trooper walk right in front of her, with a cattle prod in hand.
She takes in his look and smell, imagining herself as she’d put up a fight, as many of these women will. She’d imagine him being the one that rips her jacket, blouse and bra off.
He’d then yank the belt from her pants, and whip her ass with her own belt.
Her pants are then yanked down. Her pantyhose are ripped open. And he bends her over and fucks her brains out, making her come harder than she’d ever been. As a free woman anyway, right in front of them all.
He’d smack her ass when he’s done, before he finishes peeling off what’s left of her pantyhose. As if he’s peeling a banana.
She’d watch as her $1,800 Gucci high heels are snatched off and tossed into the trash. And she’s shoved right into the detox pool that’s deep enough that you have to swim.
A man with a large Sheppards hook, hooks it around her flailing body, pulling her helplessly to the side. Where she’s pulled out, gagged then collard. Then she’s shoved into a kennel to wait her turn at the auction block.
Mom smiles and sighs at the thought of all that.
“ Next “
A young man yells from the counter.
Crystal, mom and Misty all look over and realize it was finally there turn to get graded.
Crystals slave grading adventure part 18
Re: Crystals slave grading adventure part 18
I may have to write that story in full, depending on this forum's rules about using celebrities.Maybe AOC would be behind her, that’ll bring your boner back.
For entertainment reasons they’ll take her gag off, just so she could run her mouth all the way to the processing room.
Re: Crystals slave grading adventure part 18
That’s an excellent idea lolEks wrote: ↑Sat Apr 08, 2023 2:07 pmI may have to write that story in full, depending on this forum's rules about using celebrities.Maybe AOC would be behind her, that’ll bring your boner back.
For entertainment reasons they’ll take her gag off, just so she could run her mouth all the way to the processing room.