Another random vignette

[Survivor29]

I'm thinking maybe I should just make an anthology thread where I just write little episodes of events in my preferred modern slavery world because I frequently have ideas but I am not very good at actually writing them out at length. Anyway, this is a bit tangential from my other stories but in the same "world" that is basically a modern female slavery setting.

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Tracey looked the young woman up and down, and frowned. Her clothes looked expensive, too good for her, and Tracey decided that she would have them off her.

“Okay before you can see Mr. Hardwood, firstly you have to get naked, so if you'd please take your clothes off.” Tracey said matter of fact.

“Excuse me?” she half squealed.

Tracey rolled her eyes before replying, "We do not allow contraband past this point and that includes non-uniform clothes. Needless to say, girls always go to their interviews naked, regardless of whether they are new students or not.”

“I’m a teacher, I can’t go to my interview naked.” the poor girl exclaimed.

“No. Actually you’re not a teacher. You’re applying to be a teaching assistant, but right now you’re nothing at all.”

“But I'm not a slave.” she said meekly, unable to think of anything else to say.

“Nevertheless, the clothes you are wearing are not allowed.” Tracey said impatiently.

The defeated girl reluctantly began to undress, under Tracey’s harsh gaze. Once down to her bra and panties she hesitated, but Tracey just clicked her tongue in annoyance and told her to hurry up.

A moment later she stood stark naked with her head bowed and totally submissive. The girl was beautiful, there wasn’t an ounce of fat on her with wide hips and those great boobs. Determined not to leave the girl with anything Tracey snapped, “Shoes and jewellery too.”

She quickly slipped off her shoes and removed her earrings and bracelet. When she’d removed each item of clothing she’d carefully folded it and placed it on Tracey’s desk, this was her best outfit from the look of it, and she rather sheepishly asked if she could please keep her purse.
Tracey deftly snatched the girl’s purse out of her hands, answering that, and scooped up the her clothes and then put them in a drawer making the girl feel even more vulnerable no doubt.

The confident well dressed young woman who had marched into the office for an interview had disappeared and in her place stood a frightened little girl who happened to be totally naked.

Tracey smiled at her handy work. That brought the girl down a peg or two. She decided to have the girl stand against the wall for a few photos before she let her proceed to the interview. Tracey wasn’t turned on by girls, but she did enjoy humiliating the silly bitch, and she knew that Mr Hardwood would approve. A little over an hour later the girl came out of the interview sweaty and disheveled, and with a bright red bottom. She asked for her clothes back, but Tracey just played dumb.

“Your own clothes?” Tracey said looking confused.

“Yes, you know, the ones you took off me before.” the girl said weakly.

“Oh they’ve gone, I threw them in the incinerator, I didn’t think you needed them anymore.” Tracey lied, shrugging apologetically although she wasn’t sorry at all.

“But how will I get home?” The girl wailed.

“You will have to walk home naked, won’t you?” Tracey replied, trying to sound as bored as possible, as if the question was stupid. “You won't be the only naked girl out there.”

“Off with you Missy, you can’t stay here.” Tracey added said sternly.

Despite her protests she knew she had no real choice and so feeling totally embarrassed and dejected the girl walked out the door naked and humiliated.

Tracey grinned wickedly at her own success. It was the first time she had stripped a girl but it would soon become the norm. Any time a new girl came for an interview with Mr. Hardwood, whether she was a new student or a hopeful applicant, Tracey made sure they entered it completely nude.

The girls coming for their interviews usually wore their best outfits which made for great plunder for Tracey. She kept what she liked and sold the rest. Tracey didn’t need any schoolgirl uniforms, of course, and they had minimal resale value, but she enjoyed humiliating the girls nevertheless.

On one memorable occasion a pretty girl had turned up for an interview. Tracey really liked her outfit and looked forward to trying it on, but the girl had the audacity to refuse to take her clothes off. When Tracey explained it was required for the interview, the girl even said she wouldn’t go to the interview!

As she turned to leave, Tracey jumped on her. They were of roughly equal strength but Tracey had the surprise and managed to wrestle her to the floor. Mr Hardwood came out of his office to check on the commotion. The girl was pinned face down, her arms caught at her sides, with Tracey sitting on her back. The girl couldn’t move but Tracey couldn’t move either without giving her a chance to escape. The girl tried to explain that she was here for an interview, but Tracey quickly said she had refused the interview and was therefore trespassing.

Mr Hardwood informed the girl that she would be enslaved for trespassing and she started begging and crying. He just ignored her as he started stripping the girl. First, he pulled off her shoes and shackled her ankles. Then he ripped off her skirt and panties leaving her bottomless. The girl squealed as he barcoded her ass with his phone. Tracey got off her at this point, but Mr Hardwood took hold of the girl by her hair and manhandled her to her knees.

All the fight was knocked out of her and she was just pleading and crying now. Mr Hardwood pulled out a small spray can and forced the nozzle between her lips, she immediately choked as a jet of freezing cold air forced its way down her throat. Spluttering she put her hand to her throat just as he depressed the nozzle again sending a new spray down her throat.

The tears flowed but no more noise escaped her lips. She was devoiced now, at least for a few hours. He then ripped off her blouse and bra so that she was totally naked. Finally, he cuffed her wrists and collared her neck.

Tracey grinned wickedly as she watched Mr Hardwood march the girl into his office. The girl had been put in her place, he would put her through her paces before taking her to the slave centre. And even though the girl's clothes were ruined when Mr Hardwood ripped them off, Tracey still took her shoes and purse which she liked.

[automagix12]

Very nice! I like it