Misty Cries from the cage.
Misty’s perspective.
“ This ain’t fair!…And not what I signed up for! My enslavement supposed to be temporary with perimeters and boundaries and part time during school hours, not humiliating me at my job! I’ve been a loyal employee there since I was 14 years old! Until today I was respected! As a supervisor, assistant manager.
I’ll never be able to look at Mr. Pete the same way again or anyone else that I’ve worked there with for all these years, how will I ever overcome it?
And again all I did was go to lunch! Is that really that bad?
Why can’t I just get 2 licks with the paddle or a day in detention or a 2 day suspension?
I don’t deserve an enslavement!..Maybe if the school food was worth a shit I’d eat it!
And then there is mom!…WTF? Is up with this cage? And why ain’t she backing me up? It’s almost as if she’s in on it! “
Misty sulks, pouts and cries. And of course.
“ Bitch!….Bitch…Bitch!…Bitch…Bitch! “
Mom finally gets tired of hearing it.
“ SHUT UP! “
Mom yells down at her with anger.
Misty instantly shuts up, knowing she’s really pissed mom off now.
But doesn’t understand why she’s so mad, cause after all that court officer that just left, had been fucking mom all evening long bringing her to multiple awesome orgasms. It had been a long time since mom had a good fucking like that, so sexually she’s satisfied but something else seems to be bothering her.
She gets up from her recliner walks to the Tv that sat on the floor right in front of Misty’s cage. She puts it on channel 3 then turns the VCR on and slid in a VHS tape.
“ I want you to watch this! It was smuggled from out from under the iron curtain of the Soviet Union. “
Mom the pushed play.
The opening scene showed a small farm house. Then there was what looked like soldiers on horseback, about 8 of them.
“ These are tax collectors. “
The narrator said in English with a Russian accent.
They quickly surrounded the house.
Two of them kicked open the front door. You could hear arguing and suddenly a man was drug from the house wearing nothing but his boxers and undershirt, his wife follows in just her night gown, crying and pleading with the men.
But it was obviously no use, as they quickly tied his arms and legs to 4 separate horses. The horses then effortlessly ripped his arms and legs out, his bleeding torso fell to the ground and within moments he was dead.
His then widow, took off running with all her might, towards the woods. A galloping horseman went after her, twirling a lasso over his head.
The lasso comes over her head and is pulled tight like a noose, she falls to the ground and is drug behind the horse a short distance where a paddy wagon was waiting.
The men then bound her wrists and ankles and chunked her into the wagon, the slaves in the wagon were stacked like cord wood. The slaves then were taken to the train station, where they then were crammed into cattle cars and transported to Siberia, where they’ll slave away in the salt mines for the rest of there most likely short lives.
The narrator speaks again.
“ This man was brutally killed and his wife enslaved for owning the equivalent of $18.00 US dollars in rubles. “
Mom turns off the Tv and kneels down to get face to face with Misty.
“ As a slave you should be thankful and grateful that your a slave in the country that we live in. And in the times that were living in.
And when you’re not a slave you need to cherish the freedoms that we have. That is when we have them. “
Mom then gets back up turns off the VCR then reached for the cable box sliding the Chanel selector to the made by a slave channel.
Mom likes watching these shows on how slaves built the pyramids, and all them castles over in them European countries, where everything was built from stone and has stood for thousands of years. Every stone had its purpose and was chiseled to perfection.
You sure don’t get quality like that no more. Now everything is that cheap plastic shit the import from China.
Mom though feels as if in some way she’s failed her girls, in preparing them for slavery. So she’s gonna take advantage of the Scared Straight Slave program and build on it, so the girls will be ready for the day when there enslaved long term.
About that time Crystal comes in from the garage.
She laughs seeing Misty in the cage. Wearing just her spandex bra, yoga pants and tennis shoes. Her body coated in sweat, her skin glistening of the wetness.
She kicks off her tennis shoes and leaves them right in front of Misty’s cage, under her nose.
Misty gags from the stench.
Crystal then sat on the couch and started tormenting Misty by rocking her cage back and forth.
This quickly angers mom.
“ A slaves feet doesn’t stink! “
Mom points out to Crystal.
“ I’m not a slave! “
Crystal says with a laugh.
“ Throw them stinking shoes outside and come here to me! “
“ She smells like a man mom! “
Misty pointed out.
“ Or maybe a horse! “
Crystal then kicks the cage.
“ Shut up! “
She said as she knelt to pick up her shoes.
“ She’s shooting up to mom!…Look at her arms! “
Crystal put her shoes out on the porch and came to mom, she quickly spotted the needle tracks on her left arm.
She pointed up at Crystals face.
“ That stuff is making you grow a mustache. “
“ Oh Shit! “
Crystal said covering her upper lip.
“ Take off your bra! “
Crystal takes it off as mom inspects her breasts, she points something out.
“ Your tits are shrinking! “
“ No there not shrinking mom! I’m
building muscles!…I benched 300 pounds today!”
“ You are a woman!.. Women ain’t supposed to bench 300 pounds! “
Mom then snatched down Crystals pants and panties.
“ When did you shave last?…That shit is unsightly! “
“ Night before last. “
“ Don’t you lie to your mother! “
“ I’m not lying mom! “
“ Misty’s right you stink like a man! “
“ I just need a shower! “
“ No you need to get in the cage with your sister! “
“ But mom! “
“ No Butts! Get in the cage now! “
Crystal gets down and backs herself in next to Misty.
“ Get your ass out of my face!…You stink! “
“ Shut Up!…Both of you! You can work out your differences quietly! “
Mom said as she reached for the small cheap lock and locked them in together.
Scared straight part 3
Re: Scared straight part 3
The following morning.
Misty and Crystal were allowed out of the cage for there first taste of kibble for breakfast. Neither of them liked it.
“ It tastes like dog food! “
Crystal pointed out.
Mom and Misty quickly turn towards her.
“ How do you know what dog food tastes like? “
Mom asks her.
Crystals face was beaming red, the question turned into another awkward embarrassing moment.
After breakfast they all three took showers, and got either shaved or waxed down. Mom remains naked afterwards as she inspected her daughter’s bodies, she used her own as a guide to show them how hair free a slave can be.
Mom is very particular about this so you’d have to look hard to find a stray hair on her body.
Afterwords mom is the only one to get dressed.
Mom then directed the girls to load the kennel onto the back of her pickup truck.
She then directed one of them to back into the cage, and the other to crawl straight into the cage, facing the back.
Mom believed this had an appealing look to it.
Drivers during the 7:00 rush hour were the proof of this as they honked, pointed and stared at the two naked slave girls.
As mom parked in front of the high school a large crowd gathered as the girls were freed from the cage. Of course there were lots of whistle’s and crude insulting comments yelled at Crystal. She immediately busted out crying.
“ Momma why are they so mean? “
“ Because there men!…Get used to it! “
From behind the back seat of the truck mom brings out a collar for Crystal.
“ When did she get that? “
Crystal asks Misty.
“ Don’t know. “
Misty said shrugging her shoulders.
It’s interesting how just random people you wouldn’t expect to just pull out a slave collar.
The Scared straight producers and camera crew rushed over and started filming just in time to see a mother collar her own daughter.
This was gonna be a big deal.
Not to say that back during history it hasn’t been done, but in modern times a mother enslaving and collaring her daughter was a very rare occurrence, especially in a public setting like this.
Mom leashed the girls together and lead them into the office where Crystal would sign the official papers.
“ Wow Deb this is a big surprise! “
Mrs. Beasley said to mom.
“ The program needs diversity and inclusiveness.”
Mom suggested using them more modern politically correct terms.
“ So you’re suggesting that we have some boy slaves also? “
“ Absolutely! And I got the perfect one in mind for us to test out. “
“ Who might that be? “
“ I’ll let you know tomorrow. “
As the girls by there handlers were lead away to there home rooms.
Mom spotted me in the watching crowd, and comes to me.
“ Hey the girls are gonna be a little tied up this afternoon. How about coming over to the house and keep me company. Maybe we could watch some movies and play around a little? “
Hearing that got an instant yes for that invitation.
My dick was all ready hard from watching Crystal and Misty naked together but watching mom’s ass sway as she struts away from me wearing her usual power suit and heels made my dick just throb.
It throbbed so much during home room I came without even touching myself filling my underwear with my sticky thick seed.
During first period I was a stinking mess.
“ What’s that smell? “
A random girl asks.
“ Smells like old dirty sex. “
Another student pointed out.
I raised my hand and asked to be excused, that I needed to go to the restroom.
Inside the stall I quickly stripped off below the waist and cleaned myself the best I could with just the toilet paper.
I dressed except for my underwear which I left in the floor in front of the toilet.
Just going commando around school was an uncomfortable experience for me, for some reason you feel as if everyone knows, even though they don’t.
One thing for certain was I sure wasn’t gonna be dressing out for PE.
I found myself self conscious about this predicament especially when I got a boner, feeling as if everyone would know.
These petty issues though was nothing compared to what I’d face the next day.
Misty and Crystal were allowed out of the cage for there first taste of kibble for breakfast. Neither of them liked it.
“ It tastes like dog food! “
Crystal pointed out.
Mom and Misty quickly turn towards her.
“ How do you know what dog food tastes like? “
Mom asks her.
Crystals face was beaming red, the question turned into another awkward embarrassing moment.
After breakfast they all three took showers, and got either shaved or waxed down. Mom remains naked afterwards as she inspected her daughter’s bodies, she used her own as a guide to show them how hair free a slave can be.
Mom is very particular about this so you’d have to look hard to find a stray hair on her body.
Afterwords mom is the only one to get dressed.
Mom then directed the girls to load the kennel onto the back of her pickup truck.
She then directed one of them to back into the cage, and the other to crawl straight into the cage, facing the back.
Mom believed this had an appealing look to it.
Drivers during the 7:00 rush hour were the proof of this as they honked, pointed and stared at the two naked slave girls.
As mom parked in front of the high school a large crowd gathered as the girls were freed from the cage. Of course there were lots of whistle’s and crude insulting comments yelled at Crystal. She immediately busted out crying.
“ Momma why are they so mean? “
“ Because there men!…Get used to it! “
From behind the back seat of the truck mom brings out a collar for Crystal.
“ When did she get that? “
Crystal asks Misty.
“ Don’t know. “
Misty said shrugging her shoulders.
It’s interesting how just random people you wouldn’t expect to just pull out a slave collar.
The Scared straight producers and camera crew rushed over and started filming just in time to see a mother collar her own daughter.
This was gonna be a big deal.
Not to say that back during history it hasn’t been done, but in modern times a mother enslaving and collaring her daughter was a very rare occurrence, especially in a public setting like this.
Mom leashed the girls together and lead them into the office where Crystal would sign the official papers.
“ Wow Deb this is a big surprise! “
Mrs. Beasley said to mom.
“ The program needs diversity and inclusiveness.”
Mom suggested using them more modern politically correct terms.
“ So you’re suggesting that we have some boy slaves also? “
“ Absolutely! And I got the perfect one in mind for us to test out. “
“ Who might that be? “
“ I’ll let you know tomorrow. “
As the girls by there handlers were lead away to there home rooms.
Mom spotted me in the watching crowd, and comes to me.
“ Hey the girls are gonna be a little tied up this afternoon. How about coming over to the house and keep me company. Maybe we could watch some movies and play around a little? “
Hearing that got an instant yes for that invitation.
My dick was all ready hard from watching Crystal and Misty naked together but watching mom’s ass sway as she struts away from me wearing her usual power suit and heels made my dick just throb.
It throbbed so much during home room I came without even touching myself filling my underwear with my sticky thick seed.
During first period I was a stinking mess.
“ What’s that smell? “
A random girl asks.
“ Smells like old dirty sex. “
Another student pointed out.
I raised my hand and asked to be excused, that I needed to go to the restroom.
Inside the stall I quickly stripped off below the waist and cleaned myself the best I could with just the toilet paper.
I dressed except for my underwear which I left in the floor in front of the toilet.
Just going commando around school was an uncomfortable experience for me, for some reason you feel as if everyone knows, even though they don’t.
One thing for certain was I sure wasn’t gonna be dressing out for PE.
I found myself self conscious about this predicament especially when I got a boner, feeling as if everyone would know.
These petty issues though was nothing compared to what I’d face the next day.
Re: Scared straight part 3
Blackmailed into slavery.
After school I drove straight over to Misty’s house, finding that her mom was home waiting for me.
I of course rang the doorbell and was surprised as she answered that her usual white blouse was completely unbuttoned and her big tits hung freely behind it.
“ I swear she was wearing a bra this morning? “
I said to myself.
Looking downwards I discovered her dress pants was unfastened and open, so I could see her fat pussy bulging from beneath her white full backed panties.
She sees me smile as I stair at her.
“ Like the goods? “
She asked taking completely off her blouse, it falls freely to the floor behind her.
As I close the door behind me, she gently grabs my shirt, lifting it up and over my head.
She then pulls me into her, we kiss passionately as she drives her tongue into my mouth.
My hands slip into her panties I squeeze the fat cheeks of her ass.
While doing so her pants fall exposing her stocking clad legs.
She steps out of them, keeping her high heels on.
She then kneels, going straight for the snap and zipper of my jeans since I was still going commando as she unzipped me it was just like letting the horse right out of the barn.
“ Oh wow!…Ready ain’t you?…I love to see a man confident enough to go commando! “
She said pulling my pants down.
She wasted no time going down on me.
I was impressed that as my cock hit the back of her throat it didn’t even phase her.
Usually Misty gags a little when she sucks my cock. But her mom sucks cock so much better.
Probably those years in the collar when she was young taught her well.
She knew when to stop, saving enough of me so I could give her a good fuck.
She gets up turns around bending over in front of me and slowly slipped her panties down giving me a perfect view of her fat ass and fat hairless cunt from behind. She then climbed up onto her knees on to the couch, looking out the living room window as I step forward guiding my cock towards her slit. As the head of my cock touched her, it was like a tractor beam pulling me in. My dick just slid along her slit and fell into her sloppy wet fuck hole.
I could easily tell she was slave slick and ready. But also I could tell she’s been used lots, cause she was gapped out and quite loose. From being pounded by bigger guys than I was.
My cock slipped out several times.
“ Fuck my ass! “
She suggested.
So I pulled out of her cunt and the head of my prick pressed against her hole. It slides in stretching the walls of her ass, I heard her grunt slightly but soon found my groove fucking her hard and fast. Balls deep my balls slap against her cunt repeatedly as I reach around holding her tight as I pull her into me pounding her ass even harder.
Finally I couldn’t hold back any longer and I blew my wad filling her ass up with my seed.
I then collapsed weakly beside her on the couch. She then gets up, struts across the room and picks up what looks like a video camera.
“ Now let’s watch the movie we just made. “
I thought we were just gonna watch regular porn, I had no idea we were gonna be making porn.
“ Oh wow! You perform well! “
She said complimenting me on my performance.
“ I loved how your balls slapped against my cunt, that felt amazing! “
She said feeding my ego.
Then the movie ended.
“ Now if you truly love my daughter I want you to sign up for the scared straight program in the morning. “
“ What?…You want me to be slave naked with her? “
“ Yeah I guarantee you she’ll really appreciate it. Having you with her as her slave partner will prove you truly love her. “
“ But I tell her I love her every day! “
“ Telling her is only words, you need to show and prove your love to her. “
“ What if I say no? “
“ Then I’ll show her this movie and that’s all it will take to break y’all up! “
“ You Biotch!…Your blackmailing me? “
That got me slapped across the face.
“ Now get out!…And if you don’t sign up in the morning you’ll never be welcome here again! “
She was then up, pushing me towards the door, it was all I could do to get my pants pulled up, before I was pushed out onto the porch. My shirt was then tossed out to me and the door slammed right in my face.
“ WTF? “
I thought as I drove home, breaking out into a cold sweat knowing what was expected of me the next morning.
I made myself physically sick that night, heaving from the nuts as I barfed into the toilet.
Never had I had been so sick before dreading of being made a slave in front of the entire school and everyone that would be watching this show as it will premiere in the near future.
But is mom right? Will this prove my love to who my best friend has been since the first grade? I mean we’ve been inseparable for years. We’ve playfully talked about being husband and wife many times all ready. But now according to mom I must be slave naked to be by her side.
“ Damn!…What a fucked up place slave world can be? “
After school I drove straight over to Misty’s house, finding that her mom was home waiting for me.
I of course rang the doorbell and was surprised as she answered that her usual white blouse was completely unbuttoned and her big tits hung freely behind it.
“ I swear she was wearing a bra this morning? “
I said to myself.
Looking downwards I discovered her dress pants was unfastened and open, so I could see her fat pussy bulging from beneath her white full backed panties.
She sees me smile as I stair at her.
“ Like the goods? “
She asked taking completely off her blouse, it falls freely to the floor behind her.
As I close the door behind me, she gently grabs my shirt, lifting it up and over my head.
She then pulls me into her, we kiss passionately as she drives her tongue into my mouth.
My hands slip into her panties I squeeze the fat cheeks of her ass.
While doing so her pants fall exposing her stocking clad legs.
She steps out of them, keeping her high heels on.
She then kneels, going straight for the snap and zipper of my jeans since I was still going commando as she unzipped me it was just like letting the horse right out of the barn.
“ Oh wow!…Ready ain’t you?…I love to see a man confident enough to go commando! “
She said pulling my pants down.
She wasted no time going down on me.
I was impressed that as my cock hit the back of her throat it didn’t even phase her.
Usually Misty gags a little when she sucks my cock. But her mom sucks cock so much better.
Probably those years in the collar when she was young taught her well.
She knew when to stop, saving enough of me so I could give her a good fuck.
She gets up turns around bending over in front of me and slowly slipped her panties down giving me a perfect view of her fat ass and fat hairless cunt from behind. She then climbed up onto her knees on to the couch, looking out the living room window as I step forward guiding my cock towards her slit. As the head of my cock touched her, it was like a tractor beam pulling me in. My dick just slid along her slit and fell into her sloppy wet fuck hole.
I could easily tell she was slave slick and ready. But also I could tell she’s been used lots, cause she was gapped out and quite loose. From being pounded by bigger guys than I was.
My cock slipped out several times.
“ Fuck my ass! “
She suggested.
So I pulled out of her cunt and the head of my prick pressed against her hole. It slides in stretching the walls of her ass, I heard her grunt slightly but soon found my groove fucking her hard and fast. Balls deep my balls slap against her cunt repeatedly as I reach around holding her tight as I pull her into me pounding her ass even harder.
Finally I couldn’t hold back any longer and I blew my wad filling her ass up with my seed.
I then collapsed weakly beside her on the couch. She then gets up, struts across the room and picks up what looks like a video camera.
“ Now let’s watch the movie we just made. “
I thought we were just gonna watch regular porn, I had no idea we were gonna be making porn.
“ Oh wow! You perform well! “
She said complimenting me on my performance.
“ I loved how your balls slapped against my cunt, that felt amazing! “
She said feeding my ego.
Then the movie ended.
“ Now if you truly love my daughter I want you to sign up for the scared straight program in the morning. “
“ What?…You want me to be slave naked with her? “
“ Yeah I guarantee you she’ll really appreciate it. Having you with her as her slave partner will prove you truly love her. “
“ But I tell her I love her every day! “
“ Telling her is only words, you need to show and prove your love to her. “
“ What if I say no? “
“ Then I’ll show her this movie and that’s all it will take to break y’all up! “
“ You Biotch!…Your blackmailing me? “
That got me slapped across the face.
“ Now get out!…And if you don’t sign up in the morning you’ll never be welcome here again! “
She was then up, pushing me towards the door, it was all I could do to get my pants pulled up, before I was pushed out onto the porch. My shirt was then tossed out to me and the door slammed right in my face.
“ WTF? “
I thought as I drove home, breaking out into a cold sweat knowing what was expected of me the next morning.
I made myself physically sick that night, heaving from the nuts as I barfed into the toilet.
Never had I had been so sick before dreading of being made a slave in front of the entire school and everyone that would be watching this show as it will premiere in the near future.
But is mom right? Will this prove my love to who my best friend has been since the first grade? I mean we’ve been inseparable for years. We’ve playfully talked about being husband and wife many times all ready. But now according to mom I must be slave naked to be by her side.
“ Damn!…What a fucked up place slave world can be? “
Re: Scared straight part 3
That evening I just lay in bed suffering at the thoughts of what was to come the next day.
I hear a knock on my door.
“ Dinners ready. “
I heard my mother say.
Back then we had that daily routine that the family eats together. There is no fixing your plate and going off to watch Tv or whatever it was family time, where mom wanted to know how our day went. That is me and sister Trish and cousin Karen.
Yes that’s right cousin Karen from a previous story is still living with us.
As told in the other story Karen moved in when she was going to college so she’d be closer to Ole Miss, now she’s got her teaching degree and is working full time at the high school as a receptionist.
Her ultimate goal is to hang out in that position until Old Lady Margret either dies or retires. She teaches Slave studies and that’s what Karen wants to teach.
The question I have is who has she been sucking and fucking to move up the totem pole high enough to teach slave studies?
That’s a pretty prestigious position and apparently Karen’s leap frogging lots of teachers with lot more seniority than she’s got.
But you all know how cunts are? They move up by fucking there way to the top.
After all she’s a Prime plus girl, and when your Prime Plus you get privileged situations handed to you that the average woman never gets.
Cousin Karen has the wool pulled over my mom’s eyes. Mom who she refers to as Aunt Kay is convinced that all school teachers are broke, because they use there own money to buy supplies and at least two meals a day for the poor little children that they teach.
The main stream media is in on spreading that bull shit to. Just like they’ve been lying there ass off about at least the last 6 election cycles.
There backed by that fucking teachers union and being a government job anyway all they got to do is turn on the printing press and they get a check.
She’s also convinced mom that she’s been volunteering during the summers at slave camp to mentor young slaves, which is nothing but a lie cause the last two summers she’s spent in the Caribbean laying out top less on the beaches. After banking away all them paychecks, since she’s been living rent free from us.
Anyway that’s enough about Karen for the moment, now we’ll get into this interesting conversation at the dinner table.
I was sitting there just pushing my food around on my plate, cause I really didn’t have any appetite to eat.
My daddy cut up a piece of cube steak. He slowly bit into it and chewed and stared right at me.
“ Son I hear your gonna sign up for a stint in the collar tomorrow…Is that right? “
I turned instantly red from embarrassment.
“ How the fuck did he know about any of that? “
I asked myself.
Yeah apparently Mom, Dad, Trish and Karen knew more about my potential enslavement than I did.
I know they didn’t get there information from Misty’s mom, cause she and my mom go out of each other’s way to stay away from one another.
But apparently they all were real happy about my predicament.
I didn’t answer daddy’s question. I just let him go ahead and talk.
“ I know you don’t think so now, but it’ll be the best thing that will ever happen to you. You won’t be such a pussy when they get through with you.”
Yeah that’s real encouragement there. Daddy’s always brutally honest with his opinions.
I still ain’t got over the time he told me that I was his biggest fucking mistake!
My parents just give you that warm fuzzy feeling of love don’t they?
Momma called grandma about this and she said.
“ Maybe they can make a man out of him? “
I’m not sure she understood the context of the conversation, I think she confused enslavement with joining the service, she always believed joining the service makes a man out of you.
But anyway unfortunately for me Trish and Karen would be my so called keepers as far as getting me back and forth from school, cause like Misty I’ll loose my driving privileges, cause slaves don’t drive cars. They either walk or are transported about.
Last thing daddy said at the table was.
“ Make sure you leave your dignity at the door in the morning, cause all that’s down the toilet when your clothes come off. “
“ May I be excused? “
I asked politely.
I then went to the bathroom and vomited up
the few morsels of food that I could choke down.
I then went to bed and just laid there pouring sweat dreading the light of the morning sun.
I hear a knock on my door.
“ Dinners ready. “
I heard my mother say.
Back then we had that daily routine that the family eats together. There is no fixing your plate and going off to watch Tv or whatever it was family time, where mom wanted to know how our day went. That is me and sister Trish and cousin Karen.
Yes that’s right cousin Karen from a previous story is still living with us.
As told in the other story Karen moved in when she was going to college so she’d be closer to Ole Miss, now she’s got her teaching degree and is working full time at the high school as a receptionist.
Her ultimate goal is to hang out in that position until Old Lady Margret either dies or retires. She teaches Slave studies and that’s what Karen wants to teach.
The question I have is who has she been sucking and fucking to move up the totem pole high enough to teach slave studies?
That’s a pretty prestigious position and apparently Karen’s leap frogging lots of teachers with lot more seniority than she’s got.
But you all know how cunts are? They move up by fucking there way to the top.
After all she’s a Prime plus girl, and when your Prime Plus you get privileged situations handed to you that the average woman never gets.
Cousin Karen has the wool pulled over my mom’s eyes. Mom who she refers to as Aunt Kay is convinced that all school teachers are broke, because they use there own money to buy supplies and at least two meals a day for the poor little children that they teach.
The main stream media is in on spreading that bull shit to. Just like they’ve been lying there ass off about at least the last 6 election cycles.
There backed by that fucking teachers union and being a government job anyway all they got to do is turn on the printing press and they get a check.
She’s also convinced mom that she’s been volunteering during the summers at slave camp to mentor young slaves, which is nothing but a lie cause the last two summers she’s spent in the Caribbean laying out top less on the beaches. After banking away all them paychecks, since she’s been living rent free from us.
Anyway that’s enough about Karen for the moment, now we’ll get into this interesting conversation at the dinner table.
I was sitting there just pushing my food around on my plate, cause I really didn’t have any appetite to eat.
My daddy cut up a piece of cube steak. He slowly bit into it and chewed and stared right at me.
“ Son I hear your gonna sign up for a stint in the collar tomorrow…Is that right? “
I turned instantly red from embarrassment.
“ How the fuck did he know about any of that? “
I asked myself.
Yeah apparently Mom, Dad, Trish and Karen knew more about my potential enslavement than I did.
I know they didn’t get there information from Misty’s mom, cause she and my mom go out of each other’s way to stay away from one another.
But apparently they all were real happy about my predicament.
I didn’t answer daddy’s question. I just let him go ahead and talk.
“ I know you don’t think so now, but it’ll be the best thing that will ever happen to you. You won’t be such a pussy when they get through with you.”
Yeah that’s real encouragement there. Daddy’s always brutally honest with his opinions.
I still ain’t got over the time he told me that I was his biggest fucking mistake!
My parents just give you that warm fuzzy feeling of love don’t they?
Momma called grandma about this and she said.
“ Maybe they can make a man out of him? “
I’m not sure she understood the context of the conversation, I think she confused enslavement with joining the service, she always believed joining the service makes a man out of you.
But anyway unfortunately for me Trish and Karen would be my so called keepers as far as getting me back and forth from school, cause like Misty I’ll loose my driving privileges, cause slaves don’t drive cars. They either walk or are transported about.
Last thing daddy said at the table was.
“ Make sure you leave your dignity at the door in the morning, cause all that’s down the toilet when your clothes come off. “
“ May I be excused? “
I asked politely.
I then went to the bathroom and vomited up
the few morsels of food that I could choke down.
I then went to bed and just laid there pouring sweat dreading the light of the morning sun.
Re: Scared straight part 3
The next morning I was up taking a shower, despite facing my own enslavement I thought about how good Misty looked slave naked as she waddled about down the halls with her thick thighs jiggling and seeing her fat ass and cunt from behind. Then kneeling next to the teachers desk with her big tits hanging. And see some random guy reach down and fondle her, then tug at those thick puffy nipples.
The thought of all that had me as hard as a rock.
My dick felt good in my hand as I started to pleasure myself.
“ Stop that!…Or I’ll tell mom! “
Trish yells through the door.
“ Shit! How does she know? “
I wondered as I quickly let myself go.
I soon got out of the shower and remained naked in my bedroom looking at myself in the mirror. Trying to get used of the thought of being naked in public.
Mom knocks on the door.
“ Don’t forget to put on clean underwear! “
“ Really? “
I thought to myself wondering why it matters, since they’ll shortly be coming off.
But no use in arguing I reached into my underwear drawer and took out a white pair of briefs, socks and a tee shirt, and proceeded to dress for the last time, finding my Levi stone washed jeans and my high topped Reebocks.
Guess then I was ready to go.
In the kitchen I still wasn’t hungry but Karen insisted that I drink this protein drink that she’d mixed up for me.
“ Slaves have to keep up there strength. “
She said.
I drank down the chalky thick mixture of whatever it tasted nasty.
“ What is this? “
“ It’s a slave shake, The can says Buck Slave wild. It’s got all the vitamins and nutrients that the Buck slave needs. “
“ What if I want to be a stallion? Instead of a Buck? “
I said glancing down into her crisp red v-necked sweater.
“ Baby steps Mikey…You don’t want to much of that shit to fast. “
She said with a laugh.
I sucked down the shake and followed Karen outside checking out her ass and hosed legs. Seeing her strut down the halls with that P Plus brand on display would be much better on everyone’s eyes than my scrawny ass could ever be.
I sat down in the passenger seat of her T/A and she fires it up. As she backed out of the driveway I could all ready feel whatever was in that shake affecting me.
I felt a sudden heat building within me. I felt uncomfortable in my clothes.
“ It’s so hot in hear? “
I complained.
“ That’s a slaves heat. “
Karen said as she drove.
I felt almost a burning feel in the crotch. My dick doesn’t just get hard it fucking grew.
I started picking at my pants.
“ Looks like you need a little room down there? “
She reached over and gently squeezed my cock over my jeans.
“ Oh yeah! “
She says with a smile.
I then pointed towards the dirt road that leads to the cemetery.
“ Hey that’s where me and Misty go fuck before school. How about we go out there and have a quickie? “
I asked her seeing her nipples poking through her sweater.
“ Damn! She’s not even got a bra on? “
I said to myself.
“ We can’t do that…Your not a slave yet. “
“ You mean when I’m a slave?…Your gonna let me fuck you? “
“ Probably so you need to relax and enjoy this, cause you’re gonna get all the pussy you can handle. I guarantee it! “
Was Karen feeding me a line of shit? Saying that I should relax and enjoy my enslavement like it’s some sort of vacation or something.
The high school drew closer and closer as she drove.
“ Just remember you’re a Buck!…Not a cunt! You need to think positive and walk tall with your chin up, chest out and your cock hard ready and swinging. “
I’m not sure about all that, I doubt seriously that all that’s gonna be reality.
She parks in her parking place and we make our way towards the office, where the camera crew was waiting, along with Mrs. Beasley, Trish and my mom.
They all lead me to the counter where I see the contract I somewhat glance over it, it appeared to be much like the one Misty signed days before.
So I signed on the dotted line.
“ Okay it’s done…Take him to get him processed.”
Mrs. Beasley said to Karen.
She leads me outside where a large group of students followed us down the sidewalk and into the main building where I spotted Misty’s mom who smiled at me, letting me know that she was pleased with my decision.
I then realized my own mother was right behind me. No way did I want her there but obviously I wasn’t gonna get a say.
Misty’s mom turned away ignoring my mom and just followed along in the crowd.
I was led into one of the science labs the room was crowded standing room only. The door was left open the blinds open, you could see onlookers all most fighting for a good spot to look in from the outside.
“ Shit!…Why didn’t we just set this up in the gym? So everyone can watch? “
I wondered to myself but didn’t dare ask, cause they’d probably make it happen.
My mother was handed a property bag, which she opened and held.
“ Okay it’s time, take off all your clothes. “
Mrs. Beasley said as Karen stood at her side.
I sighed and took off my tee shirt. My face was beet red as I turned towards my mom to drop it into the bag. I hated making eye contact with her. My nerves were shot, I trembled all over as I bent down unlacing my high tops, they then were pulled off and dropped into the bag, my socks followed.
I then unfastened my jeans and the first thing that was yelled out was.
“ OMG!. He’s got a boner! “
Yeah everyone in the room was looking. Misty and Crystal stood over by the door along with there handlers and nobody paid the slightest bit of attention to them, all eyes were on me as I
Parted with my jeans and briefs. Of course there was lots of hysterical laughter.
But also I heard positive comments to.
“ Wow!..I had no idea that he was that big. “
Was the biggest one that stuck in my mind.
“ Go ahead and present! “
Mrs. Beasley said.
“ Hu? “
I said looking towards Karen for directions.
Karen placed her hands behind her head pushing her tits outward while standing in her high heels with her feet shoulder width apart.
“ Take it off!…Take it off!..Take it off! “
All the boys chanted together, which made Karen smile proudly loving the attention they were giving her.
But unfortunately it wasn’t her time but mine. So I assumed the position and saw some of the girls gathered around me, all with battery operated trimmers in hand,
I looked again towards Karen.
“ There gonna shave you down. “
“ Shit! I thought that was just a girl thing? “
They got to work shaving every hair off my body, arms, under arms, legs, chest, back, ass and feet.
I looked down seeing the bulk of my pubic hair was gone it was a shocking sight, but not near as shocking as seeing my mother reach over and run her fingers across my bare crotch.
“ You ain’t been that smooth since you was a baby. “
“ I can’t believe my mom just said that? “
She then grasped my throbbing member between her fingers and thumb, feeling the firmness.
“ It’s been a long time since your father was as hard as this. “
“ Mom! “
I yelled at her, and she quickly let go and blushed a little knowing she’d just stepped over her boundaries.
Yeah there’s some things a mom just ain’t supposed to do.
Karen then took one of the trimmers from
One of the girls and she carefully trimmed my balls.
While doing so I could look straight down that sweater at those amazing DD’s.
Mom could see down it also.
“ Karen you’re showing my boy your tits! “
Mom pointed out in a tone of disapproval.
“ Aunt Kay he’s not a boy no more…He’s a slave!”
She said with her eyes straight on my throbbing member, moving it around gently as she trimmed around it.
My balls were as soft as velvet when she finished with them.
I then felt her fingers part the cheeks of my ass.
Of course Trish was laughing her ass off.
“ Oh I hope I’m around when she gets her day, I’m gonna auction her naked ass off myself! “
Karen though starts educating mom, showing her how particular you have to be, when it comes to slave hygiene.
Yeah being inspected by mom is gonna be a tough thing to get used to.
Finally Karen finishes me up. My dick was still throbbing. For some reason I just lowered my hand loosely grasping it and started to stroke.
“ Is there something we could do to stop him fro
doing that? “
Mom then informed the entire school that I had a serious problem with Chronic masturbation.
Everyone busts out in laughter.
“ It’s not funny it’s a sin! “
Mom said in a serious tone going into Old Testament mode quoting some passage about how you don’t suppose to play with the unclean thing.
What does she mean it’s not clean? I lathered up good as I stroked in the shower this morning.
“ You mean you want his cock locked up? “
Karen asks mom directly.
“ With one of these? “
Mrs. Beasley added, holding up this metal looking mid evil torture device.
“ Yes that’s exactly what I’m talking about! “
“ Oh no!…Please no! Not that! “
I said to myself. “
The thought of all that had me as hard as a rock.
My dick felt good in my hand as I started to pleasure myself.
“ Stop that!…Or I’ll tell mom! “
Trish yells through the door.
“ Shit! How does she know? “
I wondered as I quickly let myself go.
I soon got out of the shower and remained naked in my bedroom looking at myself in the mirror. Trying to get used of the thought of being naked in public.
Mom knocks on the door.
“ Don’t forget to put on clean underwear! “
“ Really? “
I thought to myself wondering why it matters, since they’ll shortly be coming off.
But no use in arguing I reached into my underwear drawer and took out a white pair of briefs, socks and a tee shirt, and proceeded to dress for the last time, finding my Levi stone washed jeans and my high topped Reebocks.
Guess then I was ready to go.
In the kitchen I still wasn’t hungry but Karen insisted that I drink this protein drink that she’d mixed up for me.
“ Slaves have to keep up there strength. “
She said.
I drank down the chalky thick mixture of whatever it tasted nasty.
“ What is this? “
“ It’s a slave shake, The can says Buck Slave wild. It’s got all the vitamins and nutrients that the Buck slave needs. “
“ What if I want to be a stallion? Instead of a Buck? “
I said glancing down into her crisp red v-necked sweater.
“ Baby steps Mikey…You don’t want to much of that shit to fast. “
She said with a laugh.
I sucked down the shake and followed Karen outside checking out her ass and hosed legs. Seeing her strut down the halls with that P Plus brand on display would be much better on everyone’s eyes than my scrawny ass could ever be.
I sat down in the passenger seat of her T/A and she fires it up. As she backed out of the driveway I could all ready feel whatever was in that shake affecting me.
I felt a sudden heat building within me. I felt uncomfortable in my clothes.
“ It’s so hot in hear? “
I complained.
“ That’s a slaves heat. “
Karen said as she drove.
I felt almost a burning feel in the crotch. My dick doesn’t just get hard it fucking grew.
I started picking at my pants.
“ Looks like you need a little room down there? “
She reached over and gently squeezed my cock over my jeans.
“ Oh yeah! “
She says with a smile.
I then pointed towards the dirt road that leads to the cemetery.
“ Hey that’s where me and Misty go fuck before school. How about we go out there and have a quickie? “
I asked her seeing her nipples poking through her sweater.
“ Damn! She’s not even got a bra on? “
I said to myself.
“ We can’t do that…Your not a slave yet. “
“ You mean when I’m a slave?…Your gonna let me fuck you? “
“ Probably so you need to relax and enjoy this, cause you’re gonna get all the pussy you can handle. I guarantee it! “
Was Karen feeding me a line of shit? Saying that I should relax and enjoy my enslavement like it’s some sort of vacation or something.
The high school drew closer and closer as she drove.
“ Just remember you’re a Buck!…Not a cunt! You need to think positive and walk tall with your chin up, chest out and your cock hard ready and swinging. “
I’m not sure about all that, I doubt seriously that all that’s gonna be reality.
She parks in her parking place and we make our way towards the office, where the camera crew was waiting, along with Mrs. Beasley, Trish and my mom.
They all lead me to the counter where I see the contract I somewhat glance over it, it appeared to be much like the one Misty signed days before.
So I signed on the dotted line.
“ Okay it’s done…Take him to get him processed.”
Mrs. Beasley said to Karen.
She leads me outside where a large group of students followed us down the sidewalk and into the main building where I spotted Misty’s mom who smiled at me, letting me know that she was pleased with my decision.
I then realized my own mother was right behind me. No way did I want her there but obviously I wasn’t gonna get a say.
Misty’s mom turned away ignoring my mom and just followed along in the crowd.
I was led into one of the science labs the room was crowded standing room only. The door was left open the blinds open, you could see onlookers all most fighting for a good spot to look in from the outside.
“ Shit!…Why didn’t we just set this up in the gym? So everyone can watch? “
I wondered to myself but didn’t dare ask, cause they’d probably make it happen.
My mother was handed a property bag, which she opened and held.
“ Okay it’s time, take off all your clothes. “
Mrs. Beasley said as Karen stood at her side.
I sighed and took off my tee shirt. My face was beet red as I turned towards my mom to drop it into the bag. I hated making eye contact with her. My nerves were shot, I trembled all over as I bent down unlacing my high tops, they then were pulled off and dropped into the bag, my socks followed.
I then unfastened my jeans and the first thing that was yelled out was.
“ OMG!. He’s got a boner! “
Yeah everyone in the room was looking. Misty and Crystal stood over by the door along with there handlers and nobody paid the slightest bit of attention to them, all eyes were on me as I
Parted with my jeans and briefs. Of course there was lots of hysterical laughter.
But also I heard positive comments to.
“ Wow!..I had no idea that he was that big. “
Was the biggest one that stuck in my mind.
“ Go ahead and present! “
Mrs. Beasley said.
“ Hu? “
I said looking towards Karen for directions.
Karen placed her hands behind her head pushing her tits outward while standing in her high heels with her feet shoulder width apart.
“ Take it off!…Take it off!..Take it off! “
All the boys chanted together, which made Karen smile proudly loving the attention they were giving her.
But unfortunately it wasn’t her time but mine. So I assumed the position and saw some of the girls gathered around me, all with battery operated trimmers in hand,
I looked again towards Karen.
“ There gonna shave you down. “
“ Shit! I thought that was just a girl thing? “
They got to work shaving every hair off my body, arms, under arms, legs, chest, back, ass and feet.
I looked down seeing the bulk of my pubic hair was gone it was a shocking sight, but not near as shocking as seeing my mother reach over and run her fingers across my bare crotch.
“ You ain’t been that smooth since you was a baby. “
“ I can’t believe my mom just said that? “
She then grasped my throbbing member between her fingers and thumb, feeling the firmness.
“ It’s been a long time since your father was as hard as this. “
“ Mom! “
I yelled at her, and she quickly let go and blushed a little knowing she’d just stepped over her boundaries.
Yeah there’s some things a mom just ain’t supposed to do.
Karen then took one of the trimmers from
One of the girls and she carefully trimmed my balls.
While doing so I could look straight down that sweater at those amazing DD’s.
Mom could see down it also.
“ Karen you’re showing my boy your tits! “
Mom pointed out in a tone of disapproval.
“ Aunt Kay he’s not a boy no more…He’s a slave!”
She said with her eyes straight on my throbbing member, moving it around gently as she trimmed around it.
My balls were as soft as velvet when she finished with them.
I then felt her fingers part the cheeks of my ass.
Of course Trish was laughing her ass off.
“ Oh I hope I’m around when she gets her day, I’m gonna auction her naked ass off myself! “
Karen though starts educating mom, showing her how particular you have to be, when it comes to slave hygiene.
Yeah being inspected by mom is gonna be a tough thing to get used to.
Finally Karen finishes me up. My dick was still throbbing. For some reason I just lowered my hand loosely grasping it and started to stroke.
“ Is there something we could do to stop him fro
doing that? “
Mom then informed the entire school that I had a serious problem with Chronic masturbation.
Everyone busts out in laughter.
“ It’s not funny it’s a sin! “
Mom said in a serious tone going into Old Testament mode quoting some passage about how you don’t suppose to play with the unclean thing.
What does she mean it’s not clean? I lathered up good as I stroked in the shower this morning.
“ You mean you want his cock locked up? “
Karen asks mom directly.
“ With one of these? “
Mrs. Beasley added, holding up this metal looking mid evil torture device.
“ Yes that’s exactly what I’m talking about! “
“ Oh no!…Please no! Not that! “
I said to myself. “
Re: Scared straight part 3
With my mom looking on quite closely Karen sort of pretended to put the device on me. But it obviously wasn’t gonna work with me at full mass.
“ Aunt Kay he’s to hard to get this onto him right now. “
Karen pointed out.
“ Don’t you have a bigger one? “
“ No Aunt Kay that’s not the answer he’s got to get off first. “
“ What about giving him a cold shower? “
“ There ain’t time for that. I got a school to run. “
Mrs. Beasley said, looking at her watch.
Apparently my processing was taking longer than she expected. lol
“ I got an Idea. “
Karen said taking a hold of the bottom of her sweater raising it.
The boys cheered as Karen stripped the sweater off as if it was nothing. You could definitely could tell of her slave like experience.
Her skirt came off next. Everyone was surprised she goes commando. Her cunt also was slave smooth of hair and was dripping wet with desire, just as a slave should be.
Mrs. Beasley confirmed it with a nod of approval as she couldn’t resist slipping her fingers up her.
Karen hopped up onto the teachers desk, laying back and spreading her legs wide, inviting me into her sopping wet cunt.
I stepped between her widely spread legs and pressed my cock into her slit, it slid along until it dropped into her fuck hole and it tightened around my dick as if it was custom made just for me.
Most of the watching crowd cheered as I fucked Karen.
Of course my mother stood there with the look of disgust on her face.
“ This was supposed to be good for him?…How is giving in to him by giving him pussy the thing he desired the most a good thing? “
Mom wonders.
Across the room Misty and Crystal watched. You could see the pure anger Misty had as she growls and cussed under her breath.
Misty’s mom finally gets closer standing at Misty’s side watching.
“ This is not the way it supposed to be!…That should be me that he’s fucking right now! “
Mom said loud enough for Misty to hear.
“ What did you say??? “
Misty said to mom directly.
“ Umm! Nothing forget I said that! “
Yeah all this was her doing and for the moment anyway it seemed to be backfiring for her anyway.
Misty looks up to the clock on the wall.
“ He never lasts that long when he fucks me? “
She said to Crystal in a sad tone that was followed with a sigh.
Yeah whatever was in that slave shake that Karen fed me for breakfast gave me the endurance to last 45 minutes straight, long enough to get the rest of the student body into the second period of classes.
I brought Karen to multiple rolling orgasms, before I exploded into her, filling her up with my strong thick volume of cum.
As I pulled out of her her cunt just gushed dripping onto the teachers desk.
Karen weakly slid off the desk onto the floor. Her legs wobbled like Jello. She kicks off her sexy high heels, then kneels before me and sucks me clean before I go completely soft.
“ Good job slave! “
I said arrogantly as I petted Karen on the head as if she was a dog or something.
My mother would bring me back to reality by slapping me across the face.
“ She’s not the slave!…You are! “
Mom then handed Karen the cock cage.
“ Get that cock of his locked up. “
After which mom placed her hands onto my shoulders pushing downwards I drop to my knees and bow.
All ready knowing that was expected of me, by watching Misty over the last few days.
“ Collar “
Mom said holding out her hand.
“ No don’t use that one! “
Karen said getting back up to her feet, going around the desk to a new unopened box, she tears apart the tape and unwrapped the new collar from its bubble wrap. It wasn’t a leather collar like Misty was wearing it was made of metal and locked on with a key.
It also had a battery pack along with a remote control.
She looks over the directions first and pushed a button on the remote that made a red light appear.
She handed the collar to mom with the key.
“ I’ll need the key to his cock cage also. “
Mom said.
Karen handed the cock cage key to mom, who then handed the key to Trish.
“ Shit! “
I said to myself knowing my sister would be the keeper of the key for my cock cage.
There was no telling what kind of torment I’d suffer from her.
Mom then collars me, the collar is tight I feel these little metal prongs pressing right into the veins of my neck.
Karen then held the remote so mom could see it. She pushed a button that made the collar beep loudly and the red light turns green.
“ Okay it’s live now. “
Karen said pushing another button making it vibrate. As it did it sent a chill down my spine.
“ Now you don’t want us to push this button. “
“ What does it do? “
I asked dreadfully knowing it had to be something bad.
“ Remember when we were little and I double dogged dared you to pee on the electric fence over at granddaddy’s house? “
“ Yeah “
“ The shock from this is worse than that, so you need to be on your best behavior. “
Mrs. Beasley looks across the room to Misty.
“ We need to get a collar like this for her also. “
Karen nods with agreement as she returned to the same box that the collar came from. She then brought out a new but plug, that harnessed on so it was meant to stay in place.
She lubed it up, bent me over and shoved it up my ass. It was then belted around me. It also interacts with the remote and vibrates, which stimulates the prostate.
“ WTF? I got a caged cock keeping my dick restricted from getting hard and a plug up my ass to get me hard? If there is a Hell on earth this is it!”
The but plug also had a handle on it, I soon found out what the handle was for after I was handed to me my very own slave mat, a leash was then clipped to my collar.
Mrs. Beasley assigned me a handler, Jenifer a girl in my Social Studies class.
“ Get to class y’all! “
Mrs. Beasley said.
Jenifer grabbed my leash with one hand and grabbed the handle of my but plug with her other hand, using it to steer me whatever way she wants me to go.
As I was paraded along the hallways all I could hear was cackling laughter from everyone that was around me.
And so now my own journey into the scared straight slave program was just beginning.
“ Aunt Kay he’s to hard to get this onto him right now. “
Karen pointed out.
“ Don’t you have a bigger one? “
“ No Aunt Kay that’s not the answer he’s got to get off first. “
“ What about giving him a cold shower? “
“ There ain’t time for that. I got a school to run. “
Mrs. Beasley said, looking at her watch.
Apparently my processing was taking longer than she expected. lol
“ I got an Idea. “
Karen said taking a hold of the bottom of her sweater raising it.
The boys cheered as Karen stripped the sweater off as if it was nothing. You could definitely could tell of her slave like experience.
Her skirt came off next. Everyone was surprised she goes commando. Her cunt also was slave smooth of hair and was dripping wet with desire, just as a slave should be.
Mrs. Beasley confirmed it with a nod of approval as she couldn’t resist slipping her fingers up her.
Karen hopped up onto the teachers desk, laying back and spreading her legs wide, inviting me into her sopping wet cunt.
I stepped between her widely spread legs and pressed my cock into her slit, it slid along until it dropped into her fuck hole and it tightened around my dick as if it was custom made just for me.
Most of the watching crowd cheered as I fucked Karen.
Of course my mother stood there with the look of disgust on her face.
“ This was supposed to be good for him?…How is giving in to him by giving him pussy the thing he desired the most a good thing? “
Mom wonders.
Across the room Misty and Crystal watched. You could see the pure anger Misty had as she growls and cussed under her breath.
Misty’s mom finally gets closer standing at Misty’s side watching.
“ This is not the way it supposed to be!…That should be me that he’s fucking right now! “
Mom said loud enough for Misty to hear.
“ What did you say??? “
Misty said to mom directly.
“ Umm! Nothing forget I said that! “
Yeah all this was her doing and for the moment anyway it seemed to be backfiring for her anyway.
Misty looks up to the clock on the wall.
“ He never lasts that long when he fucks me? “
She said to Crystal in a sad tone that was followed with a sigh.
Yeah whatever was in that slave shake that Karen fed me for breakfast gave me the endurance to last 45 minutes straight, long enough to get the rest of the student body into the second period of classes.
I brought Karen to multiple rolling orgasms, before I exploded into her, filling her up with my strong thick volume of cum.
As I pulled out of her her cunt just gushed dripping onto the teachers desk.
Karen weakly slid off the desk onto the floor. Her legs wobbled like Jello. She kicks off her sexy high heels, then kneels before me and sucks me clean before I go completely soft.
“ Good job slave! “
I said arrogantly as I petted Karen on the head as if she was a dog or something.
My mother would bring me back to reality by slapping me across the face.
“ She’s not the slave!…You are! “
Mom then handed Karen the cock cage.
“ Get that cock of his locked up. “
After which mom placed her hands onto my shoulders pushing downwards I drop to my knees and bow.
All ready knowing that was expected of me, by watching Misty over the last few days.
“ Collar “
Mom said holding out her hand.
“ No don’t use that one! “
Karen said getting back up to her feet, going around the desk to a new unopened box, she tears apart the tape and unwrapped the new collar from its bubble wrap. It wasn’t a leather collar like Misty was wearing it was made of metal and locked on with a key.
It also had a battery pack along with a remote control.
She looks over the directions first and pushed a button on the remote that made a red light appear.
She handed the collar to mom with the key.
“ I’ll need the key to his cock cage also. “
Mom said.
Karen handed the cock cage key to mom, who then handed the key to Trish.
“ Shit! “
I said to myself knowing my sister would be the keeper of the key for my cock cage.
There was no telling what kind of torment I’d suffer from her.
Mom then collars me, the collar is tight I feel these little metal prongs pressing right into the veins of my neck.
Karen then held the remote so mom could see it. She pushed a button that made the collar beep loudly and the red light turns green.
“ Okay it’s live now. “
Karen said pushing another button making it vibrate. As it did it sent a chill down my spine.
“ Now you don’t want us to push this button. “
“ What does it do? “
I asked dreadfully knowing it had to be something bad.
“ Remember when we were little and I double dogged dared you to pee on the electric fence over at granddaddy’s house? “
“ Yeah “
“ The shock from this is worse than that, so you need to be on your best behavior. “
Mrs. Beasley looks across the room to Misty.
“ We need to get a collar like this for her also. “
Karen nods with agreement as she returned to the same box that the collar came from. She then brought out a new but plug, that harnessed on so it was meant to stay in place.
She lubed it up, bent me over and shoved it up my ass. It was then belted around me. It also interacts with the remote and vibrates, which stimulates the prostate.
“ WTF? I got a caged cock keeping my dick restricted from getting hard and a plug up my ass to get me hard? If there is a Hell on earth this is it!”
The but plug also had a handle on it, I soon found out what the handle was for after I was handed to me my very own slave mat, a leash was then clipped to my collar.
Mrs. Beasley assigned me a handler, Jenifer a girl in my Social Studies class.
“ Get to class y’all! “
Mrs. Beasley said.
Jenifer grabbed my leash with one hand and grabbed the handle of my but plug with her other hand, using it to steer me whatever way she wants me to go.
As I was paraded along the hallways all I could hear was cackling laughter from everyone that was around me.
And so now my own journey into the scared straight slave program was just beginning.
Re: Scared straight part 3
Being enslaved into this sick program give me the unique perspective of what a real slave goes through, being naked totally exposed with your body on full display for everyone’s amusement.
Kneeling at the front of the class with everyone else’s attention on me or Misty, since we were in most classes together we remained side by side for the most part.
At lunch I had my first nibble of kibble, to say the least it sucked. It was kind of hard and had about the same consistency of dog food. The bottled water of course was the cheap stuff that tasted as if it was straight from a garden hose.
Oh I forgot to mention earlier they also cuffed my wrists, and shackled my ankles saying that it was for my own good.
WTF? I thought I’m naked with this high tech collar that’s got enough juice in it to blow my head off and they think I’m gonna run away, where the Hell am I gonna go?
None the less I guess it’s just part of the game that I’m forced to play along in.
During lunch I also got an up close view of watching my girlfriend getting used. Kneeling with guys just pulling there cocks out for her to suck and fuck.
I was thankful that I wasn’t desired that way. But if it was in today’s time I’d been scared to death, since the gays get preferred treatment like they have special rights over everyone else.
Back in the day though they stayed in the closet. Otherwise they’d get treated worse than what I was getting treated as a slave.
My harnessed on but plug though did give me a sense of security that I couldn’t be just bent over at will and used at will. That is if any of them got the guts to come out of the closet.
If that would have happened I would have just had to find a way to throw myself off of an overpass in front of an 18 wheeler to just end it. Or blow my head off with one of daddy’s shot guns.
For some reason I felt kind of bad that she didn’t get a chance to eat her kibble or take a sip of water.
But I suspect that the ones in charge of our well being assumed that all that cum she took down her throat was all the nutrition she needed.
For me things didn’t get much better after school either. True I didn’t have an after school job like Misty. But I did have to kneel in the isle of the crowded school bus. Finding out that slaves wasn’t allowed to sit.
I doubted seriously that anyone would have let me sit by them anyway.
Trish had full control of me for at least 2 to 3 hours before mom and dad come home.
I was thankful that she unlocked and removed the cock cage, giving my cock a chance to be unbound.
But then I was used for her and her girlfriend’s entertainment.
They liked dressing me up like a woman. Wig and dress, a stuffed bra so I had some tits. Trish also found mom’s secret lingerie stash. Complete with fishnet stockings, garter belt and a corset.
I never knew mom had a side like that, I’d always seen her in PJ’s and a full length robe with nothing whatsoever exposed in a sexual way.
Trish then would cram my feet into her little high heels and make me strut up and down the hallway while her and her friends took pictures of me.
She’d then make me stand in front of the mirror and look at myself at how ridiculous I looked with my cock and balls framed between mom’s fishnet stockings and garter belt.
Unfortunately for me, that was the day that mom and dad came home early catching me in that predicament.
Trish and her crowd of friends quickly left the room as mom and dad proceeded to whip my ass with a belt.
Yeah apparently this was all my fault, guessing that it’s because I’m the older brother and supposed to know better.
I guess taking into consideration that I was now a slave hadn’t sunk into them that I didn’t have a choice.
I was then taken out to the garage and was shown my new kennel, where I was then told to strip out of the ridiculous outfit Trish put me in.
Mom then locked my cock back up. I then knelt and backed myself into the kennel and was locked away for the night without dinner.
Yeah slave life definitely sucked.
But I got to admit things changed some better some worse.
Thankfully mom grew tired of fooling with the cock cage, so I could go without it.
Cousin Karen continues feeding me that slave shake that I later discovered had a large dose of horny juice in it, plus something to make it grow.
It wasn’t long before I was walking the halls with confidence. Seeing many of the hottest girls in school looking my way.
Then this random guy walks up to me and nods.
“ Nice cock man! “
Was all he said.
My head spun around as if it was on a swivel. I was relieved to know that he wasn’t checking out my tight little ass as he passed.
But is that a thing?…Complimenting a guy on his cock?
That sort of shit didn’t come natural to me. Sort of like when your in one of them old restrooms with the urinal troth with no sort of stalls and you stand side by side with other men.
I sort of just look at my own cock as I’m peeing, shake it off quickly and zip up. I don’t let my eyes wonder around to see everyone else’s equipment that’s just not right, and feeling that someone else is checking mine out and comparing everyone’s at the troth is definitely an unnerving thought.
After being naked a few days though started to feel more natural with the exception of the cold nights and mornings.
Others noticed the change in me as I became more comfortable being naked.
“ Dude I wish I had the balls to do what you’re doing! “
Another random guy said to me.
“ Go for it man! “
I said back to him.
The surprising thing was before the program ended there was about 25 of us, girls and guys all slave naked going through our own slave journey at school.
My beefed up cock though did bring me pleasure and pain.
Cousin Karen was right, I was gonna be getting some pussy.
Many times whatever teacher of class I was in would assign me a handler. Sometimes a girl who during class changes would drag or steer me right into the privacy of the girls restroom and one time the girls locker room. Where I’d fuck many of the hottest girls in school.
Though these affairs had consequences.
Since I was a slave no way I was gonna talk. But unfortunately all the girls did and the rumors were flying and the stories got back to them girls boyfriends.
So on another occasion I had a guy for a handler.
“ I got to go pee. “
I told him.
By my leash he drug me around the back of the gym where the designated place was for slaves to relieve themselves.
Around the corner I was confronted by a large group of pissed off jocks. Who proceeded to kick my ass.
The camera crew of scared straight just turned the cameras off as I was brutally beaten to almost a bloody pulp.
The ones that didn’t participate just stood around laughing.
Finally Coach Frank came to my rescue or so I thought. He throws a few punches onto me himself. Then breaks everything up. As I just lay there fading in and out of consciousness.
I heard the siren of the paramedic truck pull up and park, and the conversation that follows.
“ We can’t do nothing for him he’s a slave!…You got to call the slave vet! “
The paramedic told Mrs. Beasley.
About an hour and a half later a pickup truck pulling a horse trailer drives up and parks.
I’m drug into the trailer laying on filthy hay surrounded by horse and cow shit. Along with the strong smell of animal piss.
I’m drove about an hour away and carried into the vets office where a couple of vet technicians cleaned and patched me up.
I had about 4 broke teeth, the vet couldn’t do nothing to fix that besides yanking out what was left of them with pliers. He then wired my mouth shut cause my jaw was broke. I also had two broke ribs which he said he couldn’t help either. I was given a large shot of whatever they put animals down with and hoped it would take me out of this world
I mean I saw the light and everything. I ran towards it as fast as I could knowing that life there would be much better than where I was now.
But unfortunately I woke up 2 days later inside a kennel at a petting zoo.
Yeah apparently it was a side business for the vet, which is where I recovered for a week before being transported home for another week.
As time moved forward I got better and stronger. Strong enough that I went out to the garage to work out, where my dad ridiculed me more.
“ You weak pathetic piece of shit!…You can’t even bench 200 pounds? “
With my jaws still wired shut I said back to him.
“ Daddy I only weigh 130 pounds! “
“ That don’t matter!…The sister of that fat cow you date probably don’t weigh 110 and she benches 300 pounds at Golds Gym! “
Daddy didn’t want to hear that Crystal was shooting up steroids. He didn’t want to believe that such a nice girl would do things like that.
“ You got your ass kicked again to!…You want to know why those things keep happening to you? “
I didn’t want to hear it but daddy was gonna tell me anyway.
“ It’s cause your a God damn Pussy!…And you’re the biggest fucking mistake I’ve ever made in my life. “
Like I said I didn’t want to hear it, but had to hear it anyway guess that’s the reality of being a slave.
But it didn’t matter to him that it was probably 10 guys on one and I had my hands cuffed and my feet shackled and he still thinks I can fight back, just because he was a Marine with the mentality that he can whip everyone’s ass, and there’s no excuse that I couldn’t do the same.
A few days later though I discovered that slaves can fight back, when me and Misty were confronted by her arch enemy Connie who’d Misty been brawling against since the first grade. Connie was gonna take full advantage of our unfortunate predicament.
She ordered me to lay down as she took off her pants and panties as the teacher left the room for a minute. She lowers herself down onto my cock as she mocked Misty as she rode me.
Telling her how she was gonna take me away from her, and she didn’t deserve me.
From the floor I knew Misty was getting pissed. Her fists were clenched tightly. I saw them teeth clenched as her face turned red.
Then all of a sudden from a kneeling position she leaps into a handstand and launched her body towards Connie catching her right in the neck with the chain between her shackled feet. Connie’s yanked from my cock and thrown to the ground as Misty tightened that chain around her neck with her crossed feet putting more and more pressure on her neck.
“ Fight!…Fight!….Fight! “
Was yelled out by our cheering classmates.
Teachers run from other classrooms to break it up.
“ Let her go!…Let her go Misty! “
One teacher yells as they try pulling her off Connie.
“ I’m gonna kill her! “
Misty yells back, refusing to relax the hold as Connie with her hands pulls with all her might against the tight chain that Misty was strangling her with.
Another teacher wails a leather strap which Misty grabbed yanking it from her hand, then started whipping Connie with it.
Our teacher hears the commotion from way down the hall she runs to the classroom grabbing the remote from her desk drawer just before Connie looses consciousness she pushed the button. Misty feels the shock of electricity from her collar she jerks suddenly then falls limp.
The chain that bound Misty’s feet was drug away from Connie’s neck as she gasps for air.
The paramedics are called who give her oxygen and takes her to the hospital for observation.
Misty was awakened by a bucket of cold water poured over her.
It was decided that with her temper and for the safety of everyone else that she would be kenneled for the remainder of the program. It appeared to be a kennel on wheels which whoever her handler would be would roll her from class to class like a caged animal.
Kneeling at the front of the class with everyone else’s attention on me or Misty, since we were in most classes together we remained side by side for the most part.
At lunch I had my first nibble of kibble, to say the least it sucked. It was kind of hard and had about the same consistency of dog food. The bottled water of course was the cheap stuff that tasted as if it was straight from a garden hose.
Oh I forgot to mention earlier they also cuffed my wrists, and shackled my ankles saying that it was for my own good.
WTF? I thought I’m naked with this high tech collar that’s got enough juice in it to blow my head off and they think I’m gonna run away, where the Hell am I gonna go?
None the less I guess it’s just part of the game that I’m forced to play along in.
During lunch I also got an up close view of watching my girlfriend getting used. Kneeling with guys just pulling there cocks out for her to suck and fuck.
I was thankful that I wasn’t desired that way. But if it was in today’s time I’d been scared to death, since the gays get preferred treatment like they have special rights over everyone else.
Back in the day though they stayed in the closet. Otherwise they’d get treated worse than what I was getting treated as a slave.
My harnessed on but plug though did give me a sense of security that I couldn’t be just bent over at will and used at will. That is if any of them got the guts to come out of the closet.
If that would have happened I would have just had to find a way to throw myself off of an overpass in front of an 18 wheeler to just end it. Or blow my head off with one of daddy’s shot guns.
For some reason I felt kind of bad that she didn’t get a chance to eat her kibble or take a sip of water.
But I suspect that the ones in charge of our well being assumed that all that cum she took down her throat was all the nutrition she needed.
For me things didn’t get much better after school either. True I didn’t have an after school job like Misty. But I did have to kneel in the isle of the crowded school bus. Finding out that slaves wasn’t allowed to sit.
I doubted seriously that anyone would have let me sit by them anyway.
Trish had full control of me for at least 2 to 3 hours before mom and dad come home.
I was thankful that she unlocked and removed the cock cage, giving my cock a chance to be unbound.
But then I was used for her and her girlfriend’s entertainment.
They liked dressing me up like a woman. Wig and dress, a stuffed bra so I had some tits. Trish also found mom’s secret lingerie stash. Complete with fishnet stockings, garter belt and a corset.
I never knew mom had a side like that, I’d always seen her in PJ’s and a full length robe with nothing whatsoever exposed in a sexual way.
Trish then would cram my feet into her little high heels and make me strut up and down the hallway while her and her friends took pictures of me.
She’d then make me stand in front of the mirror and look at myself at how ridiculous I looked with my cock and balls framed between mom’s fishnet stockings and garter belt.
Unfortunately for me, that was the day that mom and dad came home early catching me in that predicament.
Trish and her crowd of friends quickly left the room as mom and dad proceeded to whip my ass with a belt.
Yeah apparently this was all my fault, guessing that it’s because I’m the older brother and supposed to know better.
I guess taking into consideration that I was now a slave hadn’t sunk into them that I didn’t have a choice.
I was then taken out to the garage and was shown my new kennel, where I was then told to strip out of the ridiculous outfit Trish put me in.
Mom then locked my cock back up. I then knelt and backed myself into the kennel and was locked away for the night without dinner.
Yeah slave life definitely sucked.
But I got to admit things changed some better some worse.
Thankfully mom grew tired of fooling with the cock cage, so I could go without it.
Cousin Karen continues feeding me that slave shake that I later discovered had a large dose of horny juice in it, plus something to make it grow.
It wasn’t long before I was walking the halls with confidence. Seeing many of the hottest girls in school looking my way.
Then this random guy walks up to me and nods.
“ Nice cock man! “
Was all he said.
My head spun around as if it was on a swivel. I was relieved to know that he wasn’t checking out my tight little ass as he passed.
But is that a thing?…Complimenting a guy on his cock?
That sort of shit didn’t come natural to me. Sort of like when your in one of them old restrooms with the urinal troth with no sort of stalls and you stand side by side with other men.
I sort of just look at my own cock as I’m peeing, shake it off quickly and zip up. I don’t let my eyes wonder around to see everyone else’s equipment that’s just not right, and feeling that someone else is checking mine out and comparing everyone’s at the troth is definitely an unnerving thought.
After being naked a few days though started to feel more natural with the exception of the cold nights and mornings.
Others noticed the change in me as I became more comfortable being naked.
“ Dude I wish I had the balls to do what you’re doing! “
Another random guy said to me.
“ Go for it man! “
I said back to him.
The surprising thing was before the program ended there was about 25 of us, girls and guys all slave naked going through our own slave journey at school.
My beefed up cock though did bring me pleasure and pain.
Cousin Karen was right, I was gonna be getting some pussy.
Many times whatever teacher of class I was in would assign me a handler. Sometimes a girl who during class changes would drag or steer me right into the privacy of the girls restroom and one time the girls locker room. Where I’d fuck many of the hottest girls in school.
Though these affairs had consequences.
Since I was a slave no way I was gonna talk. But unfortunately all the girls did and the rumors were flying and the stories got back to them girls boyfriends.
So on another occasion I had a guy for a handler.
“ I got to go pee. “
I told him.
By my leash he drug me around the back of the gym where the designated place was for slaves to relieve themselves.
Around the corner I was confronted by a large group of pissed off jocks. Who proceeded to kick my ass.
The camera crew of scared straight just turned the cameras off as I was brutally beaten to almost a bloody pulp.
The ones that didn’t participate just stood around laughing.
Finally Coach Frank came to my rescue or so I thought. He throws a few punches onto me himself. Then breaks everything up. As I just lay there fading in and out of consciousness.
I heard the siren of the paramedic truck pull up and park, and the conversation that follows.
“ We can’t do nothing for him he’s a slave!…You got to call the slave vet! “
The paramedic told Mrs. Beasley.
About an hour and a half later a pickup truck pulling a horse trailer drives up and parks.
I’m drug into the trailer laying on filthy hay surrounded by horse and cow shit. Along with the strong smell of animal piss.
I’m drove about an hour away and carried into the vets office where a couple of vet technicians cleaned and patched me up.
I had about 4 broke teeth, the vet couldn’t do nothing to fix that besides yanking out what was left of them with pliers. He then wired my mouth shut cause my jaw was broke. I also had two broke ribs which he said he couldn’t help either. I was given a large shot of whatever they put animals down with and hoped it would take me out of this world
I mean I saw the light and everything. I ran towards it as fast as I could knowing that life there would be much better than where I was now.
But unfortunately I woke up 2 days later inside a kennel at a petting zoo.
Yeah apparently it was a side business for the vet, which is where I recovered for a week before being transported home for another week.
As time moved forward I got better and stronger. Strong enough that I went out to the garage to work out, where my dad ridiculed me more.
“ You weak pathetic piece of shit!…You can’t even bench 200 pounds? “
With my jaws still wired shut I said back to him.
“ Daddy I only weigh 130 pounds! “
“ That don’t matter!…The sister of that fat cow you date probably don’t weigh 110 and she benches 300 pounds at Golds Gym! “
Daddy didn’t want to hear that Crystal was shooting up steroids. He didn’t want to believe that such a nice girl would do things like that.
“ You got your ass kicked again to!…You want to know why those things keep happening to you? “
I didn’t want to hear it but daddy was gonna tell me anyway.
“ It’s cause your a God damn Pussy!…And you’re the biggest fucking mistake I’ve ever made in my life. “
Like I said I didn’t want to hear it, but had to hear it anyway guess that’s the reality of being a slave.
But it didn’t matter to him that it was probably 10 guys on one and I had my hands cuffed and my feet shackled and he still thinks I can fight back, just because he was a Marine with the mentality that he can whip everyone’s ass, and there’s no excuse that I couldn’t do the same.
A few days later though I discovered that slaves can fight back, when me and Misty were confronted by her arch enemy Connie who’d Misty been brawling against since the first grade. Connie was gonna take full advantage of our unfortunate predicament.
She ordered me to lay down as she took off her pants and panties as the teacher left the room for a minute. She lowers herself down onto my cock as she mocked Misty as she rode me.
Telling her how she was gonna take me away from her, and she didn’t deserve me.
From the floor I knew Misty was getting pissed. Her fists were clenched tightly. I saw them teeth clenched as her face turned red.
Then all of a sudden from a kneeling position she leaps into a handstand and launched her body towards Connie catching her right in the neck with the chain between her shackled feet. Connie’s yanked from my cock and thrown to the ground as Misty tightened that chain around her neck with her crossed feet putting more and more pressure on her neck.
“ Fight!…Fight!….Fight! “
Was yelled out by our cheering classmates.
Teachers run from other classrooms to break it up.
“ Let her go!…Let her go Misty! “
One teacher yells as they try pulling her off Connie.
“ I’m gonna kill her! “
Misty yells back, refusing to relax the hold as Connie with her hands pulls with all her might against the tight chain that Misty was strangling her with.
Another teacher wails a leather strap which Misty grabbed yanking it from her hand, then started whipping Connie with it.
Our teacher hears the commotion from way down the hall she runs to the classroom grabbing the remote from her desk drawer just before Connie looses consciousness she pushed the button. Misty feels the shock of electricity from her collar she jerks suddenly then falls limp.
The chain that bound Misty’s feet was drug away from Connie’s neck as she gasps for air.
The paramedics are called who give her oxygen and takes her to the hospital for observation.
Misty was awakened by a bucket of cold water poured over her.
It was decided that with her temper and for the safety of everyone else that she would be kenneled for the remainder of the program. It appeared to be a kennel on wheels which whoever her handler would be would roll her from class to class like a caged animal.