A Heartland Slave Grading, Part Two
Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2020 8:50 pm
A HEARTLAND SLAVE GRADING: PART TWO
Thank you to everyone on the forum who came up wit ideas for me, whether I used them or not they often gave me ideas.
Amy decided to surprise her boyfriend, Ty, at Veterinary School in Calgary. She was dressed casually, in blue jeans and white blouse, she was also wearing the pendent that Slave Liz had given her. A pendent with the symbol for “Slave” but Liz instead said it meant “Sisters”, though that was not a complete lie, as female slaves call each other sisters.
Amy was driving her grandfathers older style truck into Calgary and noticed some boxes and what looked like an animal cage on the side of the road. She stopped to have a look, and found that the three boxes and the cage, all of which had labels on them that gave their delivery address as a business called HCI. She found the name of the delivery service but when she called them, she just got put on hold. Realizing that this HCI was on her way to her destination in Calgary, she decided to put the boxes and cage in the back of the truck and bring them to the company herself.
When she arrived at the front door, the doors were locked. There was a sign with a phone number so she called and explained the situation. They told her to take to the rear delivery area, and that someone would be waiting for her. After driving to the back, she knocked on the door and it opened. “I got your lost cargo where do you want it?”
“Back your truck up the loading dock, and I’ll unload it.” Amy did just that and the cargo was quickly transferred.
Amy asked the clerk, “What does HCI stand for?”
“Human Commodities International.”
“What, this is a slave store?” Amy was surprised and a chill ran down her back.
“Yes, why would you have a problem with that?” For he had noticed her necklace.
“Just surprised, had no idea. Never been in one.”
“Really, were you not processed through one.” He was assuming she was a slave, though she was not wearing clothes with the slave sign on it.
Amy thought he was referring to being chipped and slave graded. “No, I haven’t been slave graded, just chipped, against my will.”
This confused the clerk, now he wasn’t sure what she was. So, he decided to drop it for now and get back to the lost cargo. He was looking at the cage and then asked Amy, “There was supposed to be a girl in here, I’m assuming your not her but did you see anyone around?” Amy said she hadn’t and he got on his phone, “Hey we have a 103 (loose slave) but we have the cage. What ya wanna do?” After some talking back and forth, he asked Amy to talk to the manager.
The manager came with a device, she was a tall, curvy, dark haired woman of exotic beauty. “Mrs. Gill the Manager, pleased to meet you.” And she and Amy shook hands, “First I want to check your chip so I can say with certainty you’re not the escaped slave, company policy I’m afraid.” Amy was a little reluctant but agreed. She placed the chip reader against her left breast but got a squawk. “Its not reading well, there things have problems reading through some materials. She then noticed Amy’s pendant. “OK so you’re a slave then?”
Amy responded excitedly, “No, I’m not, why are you thinking that?”
“Your pendent, its an official symbol for a slave.”
“What? My friend who gave it to me said it meant sisters!”
“Oh, who gave it to you?”
“My friend Liz, she’s a slave but why did she do that to me?”
“Ah it’s a thing slaves like to do; they try to pull free women into slavery. Well a slave can’t enslave someone so it legally means nothing. How are you friends with a slave, that’s unusual?”
“I was teaching her about horses, I train and heal horses.”
“Well that is an interesting story, but back to the matter at hand. Could you pull your top off please? Actually, you supposed be naked anyways back here, it’s the law (2), and both of us have seen plenty of naked woman so please do it.” Amy had got used to being naked, though not in front of strangers, so she took off her top and the manager pressed the chip reader against her bare skin. “It reads you as a free woman, for now. Look you already have your top off, come to the front and remove the rest of your clothes so you can roam the facility at will. We have rules and I have bosses who expect me to enforce them.” Amy sighed and went to the front desk, then removed her clothes and handed over her personal effects. “Now I have one more thing to do, I have to put a visitor collar on you for your safety.” She went behind the desk, and put a metal collar on Amy then announced, “Sorry we haven’t gotten our visitor collars in, that’s a standard slave collar, but since you’re the only one here I don’t think we’ll confuse you with a real slave. Its locked so you’ll have to have one of us remove it.” The manager could see the girl was starting to panic, “Calm down, take some deep breaths.” And this helped the naked almost slave girl. Then she took out a bigger version of Amy’s pendant and attached to the collars D ring. “Here, now this will help identify you easily in a pinch.”
The manager got out a computer pad and brought up a map, “Now where did you find our cargo?”
“I was going north on MacDonald Trail SE.” Looking at the map, “I think I had just passed the Superstore, so it was around there.”
“Would you take Dale here, she might be hurt, trying to escape. I’d like to ask a big favor of you. She might be scared and alone so maybe if you showed up looking like a slave, she might respond to you.” Amy was a little reluctant to go out in public nude like a slave but relented because she was worried about the slave girl, but she insisted on getting her shoes back. Then the manager told Amy that, “You can’t go out like that as a free woman, someone might try to claim you as self enslaved. I have to register you as “On Hold” so we can claim you as ours for your protection.” She took Amy to the Enslavement Desk, where there was a bench with chains on the wall. “First I have to lock you to the wall, company regulations.” Amy shook in fear as she was locked to the wall. The manager then scanned Amy slave chip again and started typing into the computer. Amy heard cursing under her breath, “OK I tried to place a hold on you, but it keeps registering you as “Inventory” I’ll have to call tech support. But I’ll fill out a temporary release for you and then you can go find that girl before she gets too far. But I have to warn you, since your listed as inventory, you’re technically a slave to HCI, even if it’s a mistake. So, act like one. As for your mission, you should know that after training, slave girls tend to get lost if they get loose. Now, scoot.” And she unlocked Amy from the wall and sent her back to the delivery area.
Amy was very perturbed at this turn of events, she was a slave now, abet only as a technical mistake. It awakened recent memories of Slave Liz and Master Davin and how she was treated there and her feelings about it.
As they drove Dale asked, “You have any slaves?”
“No, granddad won’t even allow them on the ranch, except in an emergency.”
“I was just thinking what did Mrs. Gill mean by saying that since my pendent was giving by a slave it didn’t mean I was a slave?”
“Well as I understand it, accepting a pendent like that from a free person means you’ve accepted to be that person’s slave.”
“Oh wow, that is something I never knew about. Actually, a lot of people probably don’t know that.”
“Ya, I think it can get tied up in enslavement courts.”
“So, what’s it like being a clerk in a slave store?”
“Well its interesting, and I’m actually a Slave Monger, kinda like a cowboy, but with slaves. It can get hard remembering they are people; you start thinking of them as almost like animals.” Amy didn’t know what to think of this.
“You ever thought about being a slave, we open today and could have you on the block this afternoon?”
Amy was a little shocked at this suggestion out of the blue, “No, never, I work with horses and I love it, and that what I want to with my life.” She protested strongly because her recent experiences had made slavery less unattractive, but she didn’t want anyone to know that.
“Oh, you love horses, there is a woman in the city, a horse psychologist, named Dr. Emily Ranger, you might want to talk to her.”
“Well give me her number and I’ll talk to her. Anyways here we are, I’m pretty sure this is where I found your stuff.” They parked on the side of the road and Amy looked around, “Yes I think this is the place.” and looked around for any other lost cargo, or a lost slave. Amy knew everyone seeing her would assume she was a slave, and it gave her a little shudder of pleasure. Then Amy noticed a box a couple of hundred meters/yards away. He went to check it out and Amy took out a pair of binoculars and checked the surrounding area. When Dale came back, he was holding a broken box of visitor collars, which he threw into the back of the truck. Amy then called to him, “I think I might see your lost slave, it looks like a naked woman in the park there.”
They walked there and when they got close, the naked, uncollared slave, got jumpy. She was sitting behind a picknick table and moved to run. Amy used a soothing voice to calm her and they were able to approach her. “Let me put the cuffs on her, I look like one of her sister’s so she might respond to me.” He gave her the cuffs reluctantly. She slowly walked over to the girl and in a calming voice, “OK girl, its fine, I’m not going to hurt you.” Amy slowly came around the table and slowly brought out the cuffs. “Yes, I know you don’t like these, but you don’t know what to do, do you?” The brunette girl nodded. “Its OK, I know your scared, but you know they will take care of you, right?” The slave nodded again. “OK I’m going to put one of them on you OK?” The girl looked as Amy slowly took her left hand and locked the cuff on her. “OK, I’m going to go on the other side and take the other hand.” At this the slave girl shook her head no and started moving away from her. “Shhhhhh, I understand. See I’ll put the other cuff on my hand and well walk to the truck together.” Then Amy slide the cuff on her own right hand. The sat together for a minute and Amy slowly got up, “OK, you know we have to go now?” And helped the slave girl stand up. They walked over to Dale and Amy said, “This is Dale, he will be driving us.”
“She doesn’t have a collar on, what happened to it?” The slave girl moved put her arms around Amy for comfort.
“Please, don’t startle her.” Then she talked to the girl again, “What’s your name?”
“Amber, my name is Amber.”
“OK Amber, he’s not going to hurt you, unless you do something bad. You’re not going to be bad, are you?” Amber shook her head no. “OK we’re going over to that truck over there and soon you’ll have a new home.” So, they walked over, slowly at first, then faster.
Walking back to the truck they found the remains of the girl’s collar. It was in two pieces and Dale wondered if she had broken the collar with a rock. When they got to the truck, Dale got out a spare slave collar from the cargo box but Amy insisted on putting it on her, talking to calm her. Dale announced, “OK I have to secure you both properly since one of you is a runaway, you’re not a slave, but Robin the manager, told me your accidentally listed as “inventory” so the rules apply to you too.” Amy protested as both Amber and her were cuffed in back, then their collars were leashed together. He stood them on the side of the truck and then took a picture of them front, back and left side, “As proof of following rules” he said with a smile.
They put the girl between them in the truck but when Dale tried to start the truck, all he got was a whining sound. “Dammit the batteries dead.” And he got out to open the hood to show he had trouble and check the engine. Withing a few minutes a minivan turned around and stopped in front of them to help. Amy could hear them talking and the other guy opened his trunk to give them a boost. He noticed the slaves in the truck, then pointed to them and talked again to Dale. Dale then came and opened the passenger side door and told both girls to come out. “OK, Eddie here is going to be kind enough to help us and asked to use one of you, I told him he can just use you Amber.” Then he looked at Amy, “I can’t unhook you so your going to have a front row seat for the action. Oh, he can’t make you suck him, but you can do it if you want.” He then pushed down both girls to their knees.
Eddie approached the girls eagerly, “OK slave, suck me good, I’m doing you a favor. And you, Blondie, join in if ya want.” And he unzipped his pants and pulled out his flaccid cock. Amber started licking the tip of the cock, and then pushed her head forward to let it slide into her mouth. Amy tried to look away but ended up gradually looking at the slave giving oral pleasure. Amy head was jerked a bit as the slave girl bobbed her head, letting the cock slide back and forth in her mouth. She could see bubbles of spit around Amber’s mouth, and hear the sound of the penis moving, the man urging her on and the slaves, “Mmmmm, mmmm, mmm.” Then the man grabbed the girls head and started jerking and Amy could see cum oozing out the slave’s mouth. “Fuck that was good.” Eddie exclaimed, then looked at Amy, “Want some of this? Clean me off.” Amy’s mouth opened in say something but found a cock shoved in instead and pumping the last little bit of cum in her mouth. “Come on clean it!” And Amy reluctantly licked off the cum from his cock and balls. This was the first time that Amy had tasted a stranger’s cum straight from the source, and she wasn’t sure what to think. She was mostly disgusted but part of her was a little turned on.
While this was happening, Dale had gotten the booster cables out and attached them to the terminals. He arrived in time to see Amy licking off the mans dick and thought she had helped suck the man off. Dale started the truck and then they disconnected, and left to drive back to HCI.
Once there, the manager checked her chip and verified she was the missing slave. Amy said, “I’m want to be on my way and I’d like to be unlocked and get my clothes back. And what happened to my being inventory?”
“Still working on that, so have to keep you here till it’s worked out.”
“What!”
Amy was dumbfounded, so the manager reassured her, “Don’t worry I won’t sell you without your permission, or your guardians. I don’t want an unlawful enslavement on my record.” Somehow that didn’t make Amy feel better. Dale unhooked Amy from Amber then uncuffed Amy, though not Amber, on the grounds that, being a runaway, she hat to be kept under heavier security.
“Don’t worry I have a ‘hold’ order on you. So, you can’t be sold. However, it would be much easier to just sell you. Save a lot of paperwork.” She started stroking Amy’s breast, “Oh you are so lovely, a real beautiful country girl. You would sell for top price.”
Her touch sent shivers down Amy’s spine; she didn’t want to resist because she knew she was a basically a slave right now and needed this woman’s help to get out of it. “I know almost nothing about being a slave Mrs. Gill.”
“Call me Mistress Robin, really, I bet you know more than you think, and your new owner could send you back to us for training.” Mistress led Amy into a room where potential buyers could take slaves for a “test run”. Sitting on the bed, her hands were caressing Slave Amy’s arms, hips and neck. She cupped both of the slave’s breasts, “These are the perfect size, not too big, not too small.” Then started playing with Slave Amy’s nipples.
“Thank you, Mistress Robin.” Amy moaned. The pleasure ran up and down her spine. She knew she was being pushed into slavery, but it felt so good.
“This feel so good doesn’t it?” Mistress started sucking on the slave girls’ nipples and pleasuring her pussy lips with her fingers.
“Oh yes it does.” Amy thoughts were thrown back to seeing Slave Liz and Master Davin fucking in the barns hay loft. Seeing their intertwined bodies moving in rhythm. Liz giving pleasure to her master, Master taking pleasure from his slave. She could see his cock appear and reappear as Liz bounced up and down on him. Did Liz get pleasure from her master? Amy never asked but the slave did have a big smile on her face and seemed to be happy to do her slave duty. Amy remembered the taste of masters cum from Liz’s mouth. Her mind and body were betraying her.
“Your slave hot, aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes.”
“And the only way forward for you now is to be a slave, isn’t it?” the she gave the slave a deep kiss.
“Oh, you make me feel so good.” Amy said slowly in the throws of pleasure. She felt mistress finger pushing inside her pussy and rubbing against her G-spot. “Ohhhh, yyyeeesss.” Amy moaned and she forgot about everything and gave herself over to pleasure. Mistress kept pumping her fingers, slower, then faster, and back again, then stopping until Amy would call out, “Please, please, don’t stop.” This went on until Amy was finally allowed to orgasm, a violent orgasm that shook her whole body and left her collapsed on the bed in post coital bliss.
Laying down in her dreamy state, she felt another presence, who pulled her to sit up. She felt something enter her mouth and a command to “Suck it slave.” Amy rolled her tongue over the cock and it moved back and forth in her mouth, pushing against the back of her throat and making her gag. Then there was a thrust and the cock was down her throat, and she couldn’t breath and started to panic. But as soon as she did the cock withdrew enough for her to breath. Then it pushed in once more and again she couldn’t breath, and once more it would move out and she would breath again. Several times this happened and she soon got into the rhythm. She was expecting a burst of cum but then he withdrew completely and pushed her down on the bed. She felt her legs being spread and her lover’s manhood entering her. Then there was a voice, “Yes you sucked that guys cock, didn’t you?” She finally opened her eyes and saw Dale on top of her, and realized he had the biggest cock she had ever had, at least seven inches, and thick. She felt it fill her and he stated pumping her, he pulled up her left leg straight up and started fucking her slightly sideways. She felt so good and didn’t want it to stop, calling out like a slave slut “yes, yes fuck me.“ He grabbed her breasts and started to roughly squeeze and squash them together. Then he pinched her nipples which hurt and brought her out of her dream. Dale was on top of her fucking the hell out of her and she was enjoying it. Then she felt him tense and jerk and shake as he had his orgasm from her, and she felt the rush of cum inside her. “You’re a good fuck slave, I really like you, you know? Thought you were a nice country girl but you sucked that guy like a pro.”
Amy finally found her voice, “He just shoved it in me, to clean him off, I didn’t think I had a choice.”
“Oh, OK it looked differently from where I was.” Then he said, “It’s a good attitude to have as a slave, you never know who you’ll end up with. I’d love to buy you, but you’re out of my price range.”
Amy mind was racing, was she now a slave, without choices? Her breasts were red and sore from his rough handling. She slowly rose and felt her leg get wet from his cum dripping out of her. What was she going to do? What could she do? She slowly walked out of the room uncertain where to go.
Just then a truck pulled up to the loading dock, the manager reappeared and called out, “OK our delivery is here let’s get the product to the holding area, we open in an hour and everything has gone wrong.” She then walked past Amy, who followed, hoping to get out of this place. The driver had already started releasing the slaves from their cages and two of them were arguing. When they got close to Amy, they started fighting and Amy was in the middle of it. Amy saw the manager rush in with what seemed looked like a gun, she hit one slave who went down, and then lunged at the other that was beside Amy, then she felt something against her shoulder, there was a burst of pain then everything went dark.
When she awoke Amy was groggy, but slowly realized she was still naked, collared, and was in one of the slave pens. She tried to stand up but was still too wobbly. Through her still cloudy vision she saw men and the occasional naked woman walking by. A couple seemed point to her and ask something of the clerk or slave monger. Slowly Amy became fully aware of where she was and tried not to panic. She finally saw Dale, and called to him.
“What am I doing in here? Why am I still naked and collared?”
“Don’t worry, we tried to tranquilize the ones who were fighting and got you instead. Don’t worry its all calmed down now. As for the pen, that’s where you have to go, so you can sleep it off here until your ready to be sold or leave. Look your not ready to drive, probably another half hour or more. Just relax, one way or another, you’ll be out of here before you know it.”
Amy was still a bit out of it and laid down. Later a slave monger came to her pen and ordered her to get up. Amy got up slowly and he yelled, “Get up slave.” But Amy was too fatigued to argue and walked up to the bars. “OK slave, your going to suck my friend here through the bars, and do a good job.”
Between her drugged state, and her recent experience’s, Amy obeyed without thinking. She kneeled and took the penis in her hand and lifted it up. It wasn’t very big, so her tongue had to stretch to reach the head. She could taste the pre-cum on the tip and feel the cock get closer as it grew. Soon the head was in her mouth and she could pleasure it better. She let her lips slid over it, but had to grab when it fell out her mouth. Soon more of it entered her mouth and she bobed her head and lick it at the same time. Quickly she felt the rush of cum flow into her mouth and down her throat as she swallowed it. As her reward he complimented her, “Good work bitch.” Then left almost as soon as he arrived.
Amy had almost completely woken up and her head had cleared when Dale came to her pen, cuffed her, and brought her to the front area to an elevated stage and had her get up on it.
The manager came in, “Do you like our auction block? It hasn’t been used yet, would you like to be the first?” Amy looked around confused, and saw people were starting to come close to her.
“What, what’s going on?”
“Well your auction of course. Now turn around.” Amy did so, but didn’t know why. “Now show the goods” Amy had no idea what she meant and turned around facing the people looking at her.
“Isn’t this a fine figure of a girl, one you’d love to take home with you.”
At this Amy became fully awake, “Wait, no, I’m not a slave you can’t sell me.”
“Are you sure?”
“YES, I have my own life, please let me go!”
“Well it was worth a try.” And motioned the slave monger to bring her over to the desk.
“Now are you sure? It’s a wonderful chance.”
“Yes, I’m sure. Now please let me go.”
At that the woman pressed the chip reader to Amy’s breast and announced. “OK, we had you as inventory hold, because of the glitch. But it seems to be working now so we can release you. Now Tech support still says there is a bug in the system and may accidentally list you as ‘On hold by order of HCI’, but don’t worry, it will get cleared up with a phone call.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well it might happen when you enter a slave store, but not necessarily. They will get the “HCI Hold” alert and hold you for about a half hour while they clear up your status. Don’t worry it’s a minor inconvenience.” Amy didn’t think it sounded like a minor inconvenience but let it drop. She was about to leave when the manager called out. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” Amy looked back at her quizzically, “Your collar and your clothes, or have you changed your mind?”
Shakily Amy responded, “No.” and moved close so she could unlock it. Once it was off the manager offered a free new collar, but Amy politely declined.
You know, Dale told me how well you dealt with that runaway slave. I think we could offer you a job here at HCI, you just need a little training.”
“I don’t think I could do that; I work with horses and I love it.”
“Well people would be easier to deal with than horses.”
Amy didn’t want to make any enemies here, so she said, “Well I’ll think about it.”
“You know, your always welcome back here anytime, and I would like to see you again as well.” As she said this, she was running her hands through Amy’s hair. “I’d like you as my slave, I would treat you so wonderfully. And I know you’d serve me loyally.” Amy blushed, and got excited, being given this kind of affection from a woman so good looking. She hadn’t thought of herself as attracted to women, but this woman had broken through to her. Another thing to add to her new life as, what?
“Thank you, ma’am, I like you to.”
Amy felt she had to speak up. “Please I like you a lot, but I want to be free. Please don’t take this the wrong way.”
Robin smiled, “Ah, I know, you have stood up for yourself enough. I should stop trying to enslave you, no matter how much I want to.” She looked into Amy’s eyes, “But I know part of you want to be a slave, and be my slave as well.”
“Yes Ma’am, that’s true. But I still want to leave.”
“Well maybe I can get you to visit sometime?”
With a bunch of people watching Amy slowly got dressed again. Amy asked quietly, “Which is the best way out of here to my truck.”
“Well that would be through the slave pens, but you know the rules.”
“Ya, I do.” And she quickly undressed again and walked back through the slave pens, to a few cat calls from the slaves who though she was one of them.
“We thought you were going to be sold sister.” “Are they returning you to the training center?” “Come back and join us sister.” But Amy kept on walking until she was outside then got in the truck and cried tears of fear and anxiety.
She now realized that she had three different cocks in her mouth today, more than she had ever in her life. What was she now, she had never been sex crazy, she loved sex but it didn’t dominate her life? She looked down and realized she was still naked, “What’s wrong with me?” She cried out through the tears. She just sat there in the truck, not sure what to do, wondering if she could go back to her old life.
Dale saw her and came over to see if she had changed her mind. He quickly noticed she had been crying, “What’s wrong, is there anything I can do to help?”
“I’m sitting here naked; I didn’t even think of getting dressed again. I feel like my entire life has been turned upside down.”
“Did you want to back inside?”
Amy looked at the building and said slowly, “I don’t think so. But I don’t know if I can go home.”
“Did you want someone to make the choice for you?”
Amy thought about Dale collaring and cuffing her and returning her to HCI. “Why, is that why you came out here?” Amy almost expected Dale to lift his arms up to show the instruments of her enslavement. He opened the door but had nothing with him. He took her hand and helped her out of the car, Amy thought he would take her back to HCI, but instead he gave her a big hug.
“It’s OK, this place is set up to process slaves, and it can make women slaves who never wanted it. Go home, it’ll take time, but you’ll get better. I’ve seen it before, a whole different world opens up and you can’t process it. Now get dressed and go home.” Amy took her clothes and dressed while Dale watched her, when she was finished, she gave Dale a kiss on the mouth and got in the truck. Finally, she drove away wondering what this would mean to her life.
It took time, but Amy started to recover emotionally from her experience. She constantly thought about sex and slavery. She found herself watching SlaveTV when no one else was around. She would undress and put on the plastic collar Slave Liz had given to her, or wear the slave pendent and home, and sometimes even in town. Her dreams were full of being a slave and serving her master. Her family noticed Amy was tense and keeping to herself. They tried to talk to her but Amy would dismiss their concerns saying she wasn’t sleeping well.
What helped most was getting back to work with her horses. When she took trail rides with her horse Spartan, she pored her heart out to her companion, because she didn’t think she could discuss this with anyone else. Slowly She got better, the more she spent living her normal life the less she thought about her two experiences of slavery.
Soon after coming home she started receiving mail from HCI, telling her about sales, new products, offering professional slave gradings and even slave training. No one questioned the mail, because they didn’t know what the company was. Amy would secretly read what they sent her in her bedroom. Sometimes there were picture of slaves for sale and she wondered about seeing herself like that. Amy knew those slave thoughts wouldn’t leave her, but they no longer dominated and disturbed her.
2) Woman being naked in a stores slave pens isn’t actually the law, just universal common policy
Thank you to everyone on the forum who came up wit ideas for me, whether I used them or not they often gave me ideas.
Amy decided to surprise her boyfriend, Ty, at Veterinary School in Calgary. She was dressed casually, in blue jeans and white blouse, she was also wearing the pendent that Slave Liz had given her. A pendent with the symbol for “Slave” but Liz instead said it meant “Sisters”, though that was not a complete lie, as female slaves call each other sisters.
Amy was driving her grandfathers older style truck into Calgary and noticed some boxes and what looked like an animal cage on the side of the road. She stopped to have a look, and found that the three boxes and the cage, all of which had labels on them that gave their delivery address as a business called HCI. She found the name of the delivery service but when she called them, she just got put on hold. Realizing that this HCI was on her way to her destination in Calgary, she decided to put the boxes and cage in the back of the truck and bring them to the company herself.
When she arrived at the front door, the doors were locked. There was a sign with a phone number so she called and explained the situation. They told her to take to the rear delivery area, and that someone would be waiting for her. After driving to the back, she knocked on the door and it opened. “I got your lost cargo where do you want it?”
“Back your truck up the loading dock, and I’ll unload it.” Amy did just that and the cargo was quickly transferred.
Amy asked the clerk, “What does HCI stand for?”
“Human Commodities International.”
“What, this is a slave store?” Amy was surprised and a chill ran down her back.
“Yes, why would you have a problem with that?” For he had noticed her necklace.
“Just surprised, had no idea. Never been in one.”
“Really, were you not processed through one.” He was assuming she was a slave, though she was not wearing clothes with the slave sign on it.
Amy thought he was referring to being chipped and slave graded. “No, I haven’t been slave graded, just chipped, against my will.”
This confused the clerk, now he wasn’t sure what she was. So, he decided to drop it for now and get back to the lost cargo. He was looking at the cage and then asked Amy, “There was supposed to be a girl in here, I’m assuming your not her but did you see anyone around?” Amy said she hadn’t and he got on his phone, “Hey we have a 103 (loose slave) but we have the cage. What ya wanna do?” After some talking back and forth, he asked Amy to talk to the manager.
The manager came with a device, she was a tall, curvy, dark haired woman of exotic beauty. “Mrs. Gill the Manager, pleased to meet you.” And she and Amy shook hands, “First I want to check your chip so I can say with certainty you’re not the escaped slave, company policy I’m afraid.” Amy was a little reluctant but agreed. She placed the chip reader against her left breast but got a squawk. “Its not reading well, there things have problems reading through some materials. She then noticed Amy’s pendant. “OK so you’re a slave then?”
Amy responded excitedly, “No, I’m not, why are you thinking that?”
“Your pendent, its an official symbol for a slave.”
“What? My friend who gave it to me said it meant sisters!”
“Oh, who gave it to you?”
“My friend Liz, she’s a slave but why did she do that to me?”
“Ah it’s a thing slaves like to do; they try to pull free women into slavery. Well a slave can’t enslave someone so it legally means nothing. How are you friends with a slave, that’s unusual?”
“I was teaching her about horses, I train and heal horses.”
“Well that is an interesting story, but back to the matter at hand. Could you pull your top off please? Actually, you supposed be naked anyways back here, it’s the law (2), and both of us have seen plenty of naked woman so please do it.” Amy had got used to being naked, though not in front of strangers, so she took off her top and the manager pressed the chip reader against her bare skin. “It reads you as a free woman, for now. Look you already have your top off, come to the front and remove the rest of your clothes so you can roam the facility at will. We have rules and I have bosses who expect me to enforce them.” Amy sighed and went to the front desk, then removed her clothes and handed over her personal effects. “Now I have one more thing to do, I have to put a visitor collar on you for your safety.” She went behind the desk, and put a metal collar on Amy then announced, “Sorry we haven’t gotten our visitor collars in, that’s a standard slave collar, but since you’re the only one here I don’t think we’ll confuse you with a real slave. Its locked so you’ll have to have one of us remove it.” The manager could see the girl was starting to panic, “Calm down, take some deep breaths.” And this helped the naked almost slave girl. Then she took out a bigger version of Amy’s pendant and attached to the collars D ring. “Here, now this will help identify you easily in a pinch.”
The manager got out a computer pad and brought up a map, “Now where did you find our cargo?”
“I was going north on MacDonald Trail SE.” Looking at the map, “I think I had just passed the Superstore, so it was around there.”
“Would you take Dale here, she might be hurt, trying to escape. I’d like to ask a big favor of you. She might be scared and alone so maybe if you showed up looking like a slave, she might respond to you.” Amy was a little reluctant to go out in public nude like a slave but relented because she was worried about the slave girl, but she insisted on getting her shoes back. Then the manager told Amy that, “You can’t go out like that as a free woman, someone might try to claim you as self enslaved. I have to register you as “On Hold” so we can claim you as ours for your protection.” She took Amy to the Enslavement Desk, where there was a bench with chains on the wall. “First I have to lock you to the wall, company regulations.” Amy shook in fear as she was locked to the wall. The manager then scanned Amy slave chip again and started typing into the computer. Amy heard cursing under her breath, “OK I tried to place a hold on you, but it keeps registering you as “Inventory” I’ll have to call tech support. But I’ll fill out a temporary release for you and then you can go find that girl before she gets too far. But I have to warn you, since your listed as inventory, you’re technically a slave to HCI, even if it’s a mistake. So, act like one. As for your mission, you should know that after training, slave girls tend to get lost if they get loose. Now, scoot.” And she unlocked Amy from the wall and sent her back to the delivery area.
Amy was very perturbed at this turn of events, she was a slave now, abet only as a technical mistake. It awakened recent memories of Slave Liz and Master Davin and how she was treated there and her feelings about it.
As they drove Dale asked, “You have any slaves?”
“No, granddad won’t even allow them on the ranch, except in an emergency.”
“I was just thinking what did Mrs. Gill mean by saying that since my pendent was giving by a slave it didn’t mean I was a slave?”
“Well as I understand it, accepting a pendent like that from a free person means you’ve accepted to be that person’s slave.”
“Oh wow, that is something I never knew about. Actually, a lot of people probably don’t know that.”
“Ya, I think it can get tied up in enslavement courts.”
“So, what’s it like being a clerk in a slave store?”
“Well its interesting, and I’m actually a Slave Monger, kinda like a cowboy, but with slaves. It can get hard remembering they are people; you start thinking of them as almost like animals.” Amy didn’t know what to think of this.
“You ever thought about being a slave, we open today and could have you on the block this afternoon?”
Amy was a little shocked at this suggestion out of the blue, “No, never, I work with horses and I love it, and that what I want to with my life.” She protested strongly because her recent experiences had made slavery less unattractive, but she didn’t want anyone to know that.
“Oh, you love horses, there is a woman in the city, a horse psychologist, named Dr. Emily Ranger, you might want to talk to her.”
“Well give me her number and I’ll talk to her. Anyways here we are, I’m pretty sure this is where I found your stuff.” They parked on the side of the road and Amy looked around, “Yes I think this is the place.” and looked around for any other lost cargo, or a lost slave. Amy knew everyone seeing her would assume she was a slave, and it gave her a little shudder of pleasure. Then Amy noticed a box a couple of hundred meters/yards away. He went to check it out and Amy took out a pair of binoculars and checked the surrounding area. When Dale came back, he was holding a broken box of visitor collars, which he threw into the back of the truck. Amy then called to him, “I think I might see your lost slave, it looks like a naked woman in the park there.”
They walked there and when they got close, the naked, uncollared slave, got jumpy. She was sitting behind a picknick table and moved to run. Amy used a soothing voice to calm her and they were able to approach her. “Let me put the cuffs on her, I look like one of her sister’s so she might respond to me.” He gave her the cuffs reluctantly. She slowly walked over to the girl and in a calming voice, “OK girl, its fine, I’m not going to hurt you.” Amy slowly came around the table and slowly brought out the cuffs. “Yes, I know you don’t like these, but you don’t know what to do, do you?” The brunette girl nodded. “Its OK, I know your scared, but you know they will take care of you, right?” The slave nodded again. “OK I’m going to put one of them on you OK?” The girl looked as Amy slowly took her left hand and locked the cuff on her. “OK, I’m going to go on the other side and take the other hand.” At this the slave girl shook her head no and started moving away from her. “Shhhhhh, I understand. See I’ll put the other cuff on my hand and well walk to the truck together.” Then Amy slide the cuff on her own right hand. The sat together for a minute and Amy slowly got up, “OK, you know we have to go now?” And helped the slave girl stand up. They walked over to Dale and Amy said, “This is Dale, he will be driving us.”
“She doesn’t have a collar on, what happened to it?” The slave girl moved put her arms around Amy for comfort.
“Please, don’t startle her.” Then she talked to the girl again, “What’s your name?”
“Amber, my name is Amber.”
“OK Amber, he’s not going to hurt you, unless you do something bad. You’re not going to be bad, are you?” Amber shook her head no. “OK we’re going over to that truck over there and soon you’ll have a new home.” So, they walked over, slowly at first, then faster.
Walking back to the truck they found the remains of the girl’s collar. It was in two pieces and Dale wondered if she had broken the collar with a rock. When they got to the truck, Dale got out a spare slave collar from the cargo box but Amy insisted on putting it on her, talking to calm her. Dale announced, “OK I have to secure you both properly since one of you is a runaway, you’re not a slave, but Robin the manager, told me your accidentally listed as “inventory” so the rules apply to you too.” Amy protested as both Amber and her were cuffed in back, then their collars were leashed together. He stood them on the side of the truck and then took a picture of them front, back and left side, “As proof of following rules” he said with a smile.
They put the girl between them in the truck but when Dale tried to start the truck, all he got was a whining sound. “Dammit the batteries dead.” And he got out to open the hood to show he had trouble and check the engine. Withing a few minutes a minivan turned around and stopped in front of them to help. Amy could hear them talking and the other guy opened his trunk to give them a boost. He noticed the slaves in the truck, then pointed to them and talked again to Dale. Dale then came and opened the passenger side door and told both girls to come out. “OK, Eddie here is going to be kind enough to help us and asked to use one of you, I told him he can just use you Amber.” Then he looked at Amy, “I can’t unhook you so your going to have a front row seat for the action. Oh, he can’t make you suck him, but you can do it if you want.” He then pushed down both girls to their knees.
Eddie approached the girls eagerly, “OK slave, suck me good, I’m doing you a favor. And you, Blondie, join in if ya want.” And he unzipped his pants and pulled out his flaccid cock. Amber started licking the tip of the cock, and then pushed her head forward to let it slide into her mouth. Amy tried to look away but ended up gradually looking at the slave giving oral pleasure. Amy head was jerked a bit as the slave girl bobbed her head, letting the cock slide back and forth in her mouth. She could see bubbles of spit around Amber’s mouth, and hear the sound of the penis moving, the man urging her on and the slaves, “Mmmmm, mmmm, mmm.” Then the man grabbed the girls head and started jerking and Amy could see cum oozing out the slave’s mouth. “Fuck that was good.” Eddie exclaimed, then looked at Amy, “Want some of this? Clean me off.” Amy’s mouth opened in say something but found a cock shoved in instead and pumping the last little bit of cum in her mouth. “Come on clean it!” And Amy reluctantly licked off the cum from his cock and balls. This was the first time that Amy had tasted a stranger’s cum straight from the source, and she wasn’t sure what to think. She was mostly disgusted but part of her was a little turned on.
While this was happening, Dale had gotten the booster cables out and attached them to the terminals. He arrived in time to see Amy licking off the mans dick and thought she had helped suck the man off. Dale started the truck and then they disconnected, and left to drive back to HCI.
Once there, the manager checked her chip and verified she was the missing slave. Amy said, “I’m want to be on my way and I’d like to be unlocked and get my clothes back. And what happened to my being inventory?”
“Still working on that, so have to keep you here till it’s worked out.”
“What!”
Amy was dumbfounded, so the manager reassured her, “Don’t worry I won’t sell you without your permission, or your guardians. I don’t want an unlawful enslavement on my record.” Somehow that didn’t make Amy feel better. Dale unhooked Amy from Amber then uncuffed Amy, though not Amber, on the grounds that, being a runaway, she hat to be kept under heavier security.
“Don’t worry I have a ‘hold’ order on you. So, you can’t be sold. However, it would be much easier to just sell you. Save a lot of paperwork.” She started stroking Amy’s breast, “Oh you are so lovely, a real beautiful country girl. You would sell for top price.”
Her touch sent shivers down Amy’s spine; she didn’t want to resist because she knew she was a basically a slave right now and needed this woman’s help to get out of it. “I know almost nothing about being a slave Mrs. Gill.”
“Call me Mistress Robin, really, I bet you know more than you think, and your new owner could send you back to us for training.” Mistress led Amy into a room where potential buyers could take slaves for a “test run”. Sitting on the bed, her hands were caressing Slave Amy’s arms, hips and neck. She cupped both of the slave’s breasts, “These are the perfect size, not too big, not too small.” Then started playing with Slave Amy’s nipples.
“Thank you, Mistress Robin.” Amy moaned. The pleasure ran up and down her spine. She knew she was being pushed into slavery, but it felt so good.
“This feel so good doesn’t it?” Mistress started sucking on the slave girls’ nipples and pleasuring her pussy lips with her fingers.
“Oh yes it does.” Amy thoughts were thrown back to seeing Slave Liz and Master Davin fucking in the barns hay loft. Seeing their intertwined bodies moving in rhythm. Liz giving pleasure to her master, Master taking pleasure from his slave. She could see his cock appear and reappear as Liz bounced up and down on him. Did Liz get pleasure from her master? Amy never asked but the slave did have a big smile on her face and seemed to be happy to do her slave duty. Amy remembered the taste of masters cum from Liz’s mouth. Her mind and body were betraying her.
“Your slave hot, aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes.”
“And the only way forward for you now is to be a slave, isn’t it?” the she gave the slave a deep kiss.
“Oh, you make me feel so good.” Amy said slowly in the throws of pleasure. She felt mistress finger pushing inside her pussy and rubbing against her G-spot. “Ohhhh, yyyeeesss.” Amy moaned and she forgot about everything and gave herself over to pleasure. Mistress kept pumping her fingers, slower, then faster, and back again, then stopping until Amy would call out, “Please, please, don’t stop.” This went on until Amy was finally allowed to orgasm, a violent orgasm that shook her whole body and left her collapsed on the bed in post coital bliss.
Laying down in her dreamy state, she felt another presence, who pulled her to sit up. She felt something enter her mouth and a command to “Suck it slave.” Amy rolled her tongue over the cock and it moved back and forth in her mouth, pushing against the back of her throat and making her gag. Then there was a thrust and the cock was down her throat, and she couldn’t breath and started to panic. But as soon as she did the cock withdrew enough for her to breath. Then it pushed in once more and again she couldn’t breath, and once more it would move out and she would breath again. Several times this happened and she soon got into the rhythm. She was expecting a burst of cum but then he withdrew completely and pushed her down on the bed. She felt her legs being spread and her lover’s manhood entering her. Then there was a voice, “Yes you sucked that guys cock, didn’t you?” She finally opened her eyes and saw Dale on top of her, and realized he had the biggest cock she had ever had, at least seven inches, and thick. She felt it fill her and he stated pumping her, he pulled up her left leg straight up and started fucking her slightly sideways. She felt so good and didn’t want it to stop, calling out like a slave slut “yes, yes fuck me.“ He grabbed her breasts and started to roughly squeeze and squash them together. Then he pinched her nipples which hurt and brought her out of her dream. Dale was on top of her fucking the hell out of her and she was enjoying it. Then she felt him tense and jerk and shake as he had his orgasm from her, and she felt the rush of cum inside her. “You’re a good fuck slave, I really like you, you know? Thought you were a nice country girl but you sucked that guy like a pro.”
Amy finally found her voice, “He just shoved it in me, to clean him off, I didn’t think I had a choice.”
“Oh, OK it looked differently from where I was.” Then he said, “It’s a good attitude to have as a slave, you never know who you’ll end up with. I’d love to buy you, but you’re out of my price range.”
Amy mind was racing, was she now a slave, without choices? Her breasts were red and sore from his rough handling. She slowly rose and felt her leg get wet from his cum dripping out of her. What was she going to do? What could she do? She slowly walked out of the room uncertain where to go.
Just then a truck pulled up to the loading dock, the manager reappeared and called out, “OK our delivery is here let’s get the product to the holding area, we open in an hour and everything has gone wrong.” She then walked past Amy, who followed, hoping to get out of this place. The driver had already started releasing the slaves from their cages and two of them were arguing. When they got close to Amy, they started fighting and Amy was in the middle of it. Amy saw the manager rush in with what seemed looked like a gun, she hit one slave who went down, and then lunged at the other that was beside Amy, then she felt something against her shoulder, there was a burst of pain then everything went dark.
When she awoke Amy was groggy, but slowly realized she was still naked, collared, and was in one of the slave pens. She tried to stand up but was still too wobbly. Through her still cloudy vision she saw men and the occasional naked woman walking by. A couple seemed point to her and ask something of the clerk or slave monger. Slowly Amy became fully aware of where she was and tried not to panic. She finally saw Dale, and called to him.
“What am I doing in here? Why am I still naked and collared?”
“Don’t worry, we tried to tranquilize the ones who were fighting and got you instead. Don’t worry its all calmed down now. As for the pen, that’s where you have to go, so you can sleep it off here until your ready to be sold or leave. Look your not ready to drive, probably another half hour or more. Just relax, one way or another, you’ll be out of here before you know it.”
Amy was still a bit out of it and laid down. Later a slave monger came to her pen and ordered her to get up. Amy got up slowly and he yelled, “Get up slave.” But Amy was too fatigued to argue and walked up to the bars. “OK slave, your going to suck my friend here through the bars, and do a good job.”
Between her drugged state, and her recent experience’s, Amy obeyed without thinking. She kneeled and took the penis in her hand and lifted it up. It wasn’t very big, so her tongue had to stretch to reach the head. She could taste the pre-cum on the tip and feel the cock get closer as it grew. Soon the head was in her mouth and she could pleasure it better. She let her lips slid over it, but had to grab when it fell out her mouth. Soon more of it entered her mouth and she bobed her head and lick it at the same time. Quickly she felt the rush of cum flow into her mouth and down her throat as she swallowed it. As her reward he complimented her, “Good work bitch.” Then left almost as soon as he arrived.
Amy had almost completely woken up and her head had cleared when Dale came to her pen, cuffed her, and brought her to the front area to an elevated stage and had her get up on it.
The manager came in, “Do you like our auction block? It hasn’t been used yet, would you like to be the first?” Amy looked around confused, and saw people were starting to come close to her.
“What, what’s going on?”
“Well your auction of course. Now turn around.” Amy did so, but didn’t know why. “Now show the goods” Amy had no idea what she meant and turned around facing the people looking at her.
“Isn’t this a fine figure of a girl, one you’d love to take home with you.”
At this Amy became fully awake, “Wait, no, I’m not a slave you can’t sell me.”
“Are you sure?”
“YES, I have my own life, please let me go!”
“Well it was worth a try.” And motioned the slave monger to bring her over to the desk.
“Now are you sure? It’s a wonderful chance.”
“Yes, I’m sure. Now please let me go.”
At that the woman pressed the chip reader to Amy’s breast and announced. “OK, we had you as inventory hold, because of the glitch. But it seems to be working now so we can release you. Now Tech support still says there is a bug in the system and may accidentally list you as ‘On hold by order of HCI’, but don’t worry, it will get cleared up with a phone call.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well it might happen when you enter a slave store, but not necessarily. They will get the “HCI Hold” alert and hold you for about a half hour while they clear up your status. Don’t worry it’s a minor inconvenience.” Amy didn’t think it sounded like a minor inconvenience but let it drop. She was about to leave when the manager called out. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” Amy looked back at her quizzically, “Your collar and your clothes, or have you changed your mind?”
Shakily Amy responded, “No.” and moved close so she could unlock it. Once it was off the manager offered a free new collar, but Amy politely declined.
You know, Dale told me how well you dealt with that runaway slave. I think we could offer you a job here at HCI, you just need a little training.”
“I don’t think I could do that; I work with horses and I love it.”
“Well people would be easier to deal with than horses.”
Amy didn’t want to make any enemies here, so she said, “Well I’ll think about it.”
“You know, your always welcome back here anytime, and I would like to see you again as well.” As she said this, she was running her hands through Amy’s hair. “I’d like you as my slave, I would treat you so wonderfully. And I know you’d serve me loyally.” Amy blushed, and got excited, being given this kind of affection from a woman so good looking. She hadn’t thought of herself as attracted to women, but this woman had broken through to her. Another thing to add to her new life as, what?
“Thank you, ma’am, I like you to.”
Amy felt she had to speak up. “Please I like you a lot, but I want to be free. Please don’t take this the wrong way.”
Robin smiled, “Ah, I know, you have stood up for yourself enough. I should stop trying to enslave you, no matter how much I want to.” She looked into Amy’s eyes, “But I know part of you want to be a slave, and be my slave as well.”
“Yes Ma’am, that’s true. But I still want to leave.”
“Well maybe I can get you to visit sometime?”
With a bunch of people watching Amy slowly got dressed again. Amy asked quietly, “Which is the best way out of here to my truck.”
“Well that would be through the slave pens, but you know the rules.”
“Ya, I do.” And she quickly undressed again and walked back through the slave pens, to a few cat calls from the slaves who though she was one of them.
“We thought you were going to be sold sister.” “Are they returning you to the training center?” “Come back and join us sister.” But Amy kept on walking until she was outside then got in the truck and cried tears of fear and anxiety.
She now realized that she had three different cocks in her mouth today, more than she had ever in her life. What was she now, she had never been sex crazy, she loved sex but it didn’t dominate her life? She looked down and realized she was still naked, “What’s wrong with me?” She cried out through the tears. She just sat there in the truck, not sure what to do, wondering if she could go back to her old life.
Dale saw her and came over to see if she had changed her mind. He quickly noticed she had been crying, “What’s wrong, is there anything I can do to help?”
“I’m sitting here naked; I didn’t even think of getting dressed again. I feel like my entire life has been turned upside down.”
“Did you want to back inside?”
Amy looked at the building and said slowly, “I don’t think so. But I don’t know if I can go home.”
“Did you want someone to make the choice for you?”
Amy thought about Dale collaring and cuffing her and returning her to HCI. “Why, is that why you came out here?” Amy almost expected Dale to lift his arms up to show the instruments of her enslavement. He opened the door but had nothing with him. He took her hand and helped her out of the car, Amy thought he would take her back to HCI, but instead he gave her a big hug.
“It’s OK, this place is set up to process slaves, and it can make women slaves who never wanted it. Go home, it’ll take time, but you’ll get better. I’ve seen it before, a whole different world opens up and you can’t process it. Now get dressed and go home.” Amy took her clothes and dressed while Dale watched her, when she was finished, she gave Dale a kiss on the mouth and got in the truck. Finally, she drove away wondering what this would mean to her life.
It took time, but Amy started to recover emotionally from her experience. She constantly thought about sex and slavery. She found herself watching SlaveTV when no one else was around. She would undress and put on the plastic collar Slave Liz had given to her, or wear the slave pendent and home, and sometimes even in town. Her dreams were full of being a slave and serving her master. Her family noticed Amy was tense and keeping to herself. They tried to talk to her but Amy would dismiss their concerns saying she wasn’t sleeping well.
What helped most was getting back to work with her horses. When she took trail rides with her horse Spartan, she pored her heart out to her companion, because she didn’t think she could discuss this with anyone else. Slowly She got better, the more she spent living her normal life the less she thought about her two experiences of slavery.
Soon after coming home she started receiving mail from HCI, telling her about sales, new products, offering professional slave gradings and even slave training. No one questioned the mail, because they didn’t know what the company was. Amy would secretly read what they sent her in her bedroom. Sometimes there were picture of slaves for sale and she wondered about seeing herself like that. Amy knew those slave thoughts wouldn’t leave her, but they no longer dominated and disturbed her.
2) Woman being naked in a stores slave pens isn’t actually the law, just universal common policy