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Enslaving a nation part 3

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Enslaving a nation part 3

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On the ride to the Federal building.
The car just bumps along the old broken slabs of concrete.

“ I wonder what they all do with all that highway money? We send them from Washington? “
The agent driving the car asks.

Then the freeway ramp appears in the distance.

“ I wouldn’t go that way if I was you. “
Misty said from the back seat.

The agent looks at her through his rear view mirror.

“ Just stay straight a few more miles, and you can turn left on highway 51. “

The one driving looks over at his partners.

“ No I wouldn’t do it, she’s probably trying to plan an escape of something. “

So he drives onto the ramp and gets onto the freeway.

A few miles from the state line they have to wait 4 hours for a wreck to clear.

“ Dumb ass Yankees! I told them not to go this way! “
Misty says to herself with a sigh.

None the less they finally get there. And are led into one of those little rooms, where they all sit around a table to be interrogated.

This was also getting very uncomfortable with their wrists and elbows still restrained behind their backs.

The men didn’t even offer to cut them loose, knowing they weren’t going anywhere.

They then proceeded with questioning, wanting to know about moms slave past.

Misty and Crystal were pretty tight lipped about this.

“ If mom was a slave we never saw it. “
Crystal said.

And of course that made perfect sense, since she’d never been a slave after the girls were born.

Cheryl without being asked adds a little to the conversation they’re having.

“ Deb was never a slave. “
She said drawing everyone’s attention to her.

“ And how do you know this? “
The lead investigator asks.

“ Cause she’s my sister in law. Deb was only 13 when she married my brother. Her mom and dad had to sign for her, so that they could be married.”
Cheryl explained.


For a moment this threw everything off.

“ I didn’t see any documentation of that when we were investigating her in DC. “

“ The documentation probably burned down when the courthouse did. “

Which of course gave them something else to investigate to see if she could be telling the truth, which they doubted.

They all were just hoping so badly they could take mom down on slave charges.

Seeing a woman fall from grace from such a prestigious position would be so exciting to watch.

But when the door opened and another agent walks in with a file in hand. And a shit eating grin on his face.
The girls knew this wasn’t good.

“ We got her! “
He said with excitement in his voice.
He opens the file and shows some old black and white slave naked mug shots of moms teenage years.

“ She’s got a brand? “
He explained, pointing to her branded ass.

Yep there was no hiding that when the clothes come off.

And all of this meant that for the time being the girls would be enslaved until moms arrest, cause they couldn’t take a chance on them telling her that she’d been found out.

As for Cheryl who just incriminated herself. She’ll take the deal of being temporarily enslaved with the girls, instead of fighting the charges in court, which would end with a guaranteed much longer enslavement.

So all attention was turned towards them.

“ Y’all got your SIN cards? “

“ There in our purses. “
Crystal said.

They watch as the men plunder their purses and billfolds for the cards.
Each card has all the information that a state issued driver’s license would have besides the SIN number. And the slaves grade. And the picture on the card shows much more than someone’s face. It shows the slave top less.

The one with Crystals card smiles looking at it then back at her.

“ So your what Prime looks like? “

“ I’m Prime Plus! “
She said back to him in a boastful proud voice.

“ This one is just Select. “
Another one would say flatly, as he looks down at her blouse where her big belly that hung over the top of her denim skirt.

The one going through Cheryl’s purse couldn’t seem to find hers.

“ It’s in one of those inside pockets. “
Cheryl informs him.

Finally he pulls out a fragile looking yellowing pice of paper and carefully unfolds it, laying it on the table.

“ It’s about time for you a new card? “
The agent asks.

“ You’re the first one that’s ever asked to see that.”
Cheryl admits.

Cheryl had almost thrown that pice of paper away many times, but because it was Federal and State law she continued to Cary it around. And for that day she was glad she did.

They have to get a magnifying glass to read it.

Her SIN# was C12251945

“ Ahh you’re a Christmas slave? “

Cheryl wasn’t quite sure how to take that, she’d never been addressed as a slave before, that is outside of the bedroom anyway.

Crystal had been slave graded at the slave market in Jackson in 1964. She remembered the day fondly as her and her girlfriends from high school, stripped down in the parking lot and got in line that day.

About that time an agent walks in carrying 3 cardboard boxes, each one was placed in front of each one on the table.

There wasn’t much doubt about what goes into the boxes.
A sense of nervousness comes over them, knowing what’s fixing to happen.

They were then cut loose from their restraints.

“ We’re gonna need y’all to get undressed now! “

“ Don’t you have a woman to supervise this? “
Cheryl asks.

“ No!… You don’t actually think you deserve any privacy or rights? Do you? “
He then laughs.

“ That’s something I heard the fixing to be former Senator say once. “
He said looking down at Cheryl’s dressed body.

“ Hurry up! You’re wasting my time! “

With a huff Aunt Cheryl takes off them high heeled mulls and throws them into her box. She then stands and hastily starts to strip.

Crystal and Misty start to do the same.

Crystal noticed that Misty wasn’t wearing panties under her skirt.

“ Why ain’t you wearing panties? “
She asks.

“ Cause they get in the way. “

“ Get in the way of what? “

“ What do you think they get in the way of? “

“ You and Mikey been doing that? In our office? “

“ Like yeah! If you haven’t noticed mom does it in the office all the time. “

Once they all 3 were naked they were forced to kneel and hold their hair up so they could be collard.
A cheap pink colored collar was placed around there necks. It was made similar to the wrist bands they put around your wrist at the hospital.

They then got their current mug shots taken.

Every agent on the floor was then lined up at the door to get there turns with the newly enslaved.

Misty felt slightly insulted cause everyone was lining up behind either Crystal or Cheryl.

“ What’s up with this? Does no one want to fuck a fat girl? “

The first one that bent Aunt Cheryl over the table said.

“ Damn! This cunt is so gapped out I could drive a Mack truck through it! “

They don’t call her husband Big Jack for nothing. He does possess a fat 11 inch cock after all.

Leaning over the table Cheryl props herself up on her elbow and looks board, as she strums her fingers of her right hand across the table.

“ Got it in yet? “
She asks sarcastically.

She was then grabbed by her hair and forced down to her knees like Misty was next to her. The two of them sucked off one agent after another, while Crystal continually gets her pussy pounded.

Being Prime Plus obviously has its advantages.
Cause Crystal was almost in a constant state of orgasm, she was coming so much.

Once everyone was satisfied the girls were gagged then taken to a shower for a quick washing. They weren’t even offered a towel to dry. But were instructed to use the toilet if they needed to.

And of course the stall door was left open, so everyone could watch.

They were all three then caged in kennels without even being fed of offered a drink of water.

“ This shit sucks! “
Misty said into her gag, while looking at Crystal in the cage next to her, who was looking back at her.

Though there gagged the girl’s have always been able to talk to one another telepathically.

“ How we gonna get out of this? “
She asks.

“ I don’t know! You tell me! You’re the one with the degree! “

“ Getting out of a cage wasn’t part of the curriculum. “

The girls bumped about in their cages as they tried to get comfortable.

Cheryl had a rough time with this also, being that since she was older and not as flexible.

But eventually they got curled up and fell asleep for the night.
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