A Heartland Slave Grading, Chapter Four, Part 2
Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2020 9:27 pm
CHAPTER FOUR, Part Two
In a few minutes the young woman convulsed in orgasm and fell to the floor on her back as her legs gave out. After a few minutes she rolled over and crawled back to the box where Amy had been sitting and had found herself unwillingly masturbating to the scene and coming to a much softer orgasm.
It was still over a half hour till Calgary and to take their mind off their bodies, which were in a state of constant slave arousal, they started talking about recent news stories. After a few minutes Amy noticed that Ashley’s tag was ripped off. Only about a third was left and all it had was her first name. They tried looking for it but then they heard a cackle from the loud slave.
“Looking for something?” said their antagonist.
“Ashley went over furious, “If you have it give it back now!”
“Oh, I have it, but you’re not getting it, its being digested in my stomach.” And she laughed.
Amy comforted her friend, “Don’t worry, it takes a lot more than that to end up a slave. We’ll have to get this sorted out with them when we get there.” Then, after a bit, when the truck backed up and stopped, Amy told Ashley, “No use getting dressed, we have to go through the slave pens and you have to be naked to do that.”
When the truck door opened, the two girls were in front waiting for them. “One of your damn slaves tore my tag and I want her punished.”
“Well this is very serious, show me which one.” And when she did, he used his cell to inform management, “We have a punishment for 603, and a lost non-sale cargo tag.” They talked back and forth and finally he walked up Ashley and said, “OK, I have to secure you” and he grabbed her arm and cuffed it, then turned her around and cuffed the other.
“Stop it, you can’t do this to me. I’ll sue you for everything you have, my family’s rich.” The terrified girl yelled out.
“Now quit your bellyaching and come quietly.” But Ashley refused to stop, even When Amy tried to calm her down. “Now stop or I’ll quiet you myself.” But the yelling continued until spray was applied. Ashley was dragged away to the heckles of slaves.
When Ashley was locked in a slave pen, Amy asked the driver what was going on. “Well losing the tag isn’t something that usually happens so the manager has to call her boss and find out what to do. Its obvious of course but they can’t think for themselves.”
Amy took Ashley’s bag as she went to the main retail area and to the customer service area. She was still naked and collared but ignored that and inquired, “Hi I’m Amy Fleming, I’d like to know what’s going on with my friend Ashley, we were picked up by your slave transport truck and her tag was torn.”
The clerk looked at the monitor, “Well you were both just brought in, so there is nothing on here. The manager is probably just telephoning the District Manager for guidance. Of course, they always look to enslave in iffy cases as the easy fix.” Then he looked at her, “So are you here to enslave yourself, you look ready to.”
Amy remembered she was still naked and collared, “I’m going back to see my friend so there is no use getting dressed just to get undressed again. I also have a problem; your store has been causing a ‘Hold’ error when I’m scanned sometimes. I was told I would have to come into the store to get it fixed.” Amy had forgotten to ask to have her collar removed.
After scanning her chip, the clerk called the manager over and explained the problem, “I’m so glad to see you again, I had hoped it would be sooner.” Mrs. Gill, the manager, gave her a big kiss, which Amy returned. Amy then repeated her request. Mrs. Gill looked over her computer pad and stated, “OK we can have that fixed and have you on the auction block by later this afternoon.”
“Look, I’m not interested in being a slave, I just want your store to fix the error and so I can get on with my life.”
“Well enslavement is the fix we were thinking of. And I see your shaving yourself completely like a slave”
“I just started doing to make it easier to clean.” Replied Amy defensively.
“You know that not true, your becoming a slave, you want it.” Then she checked Amy’s wetness, “your all slave wet aren’t you?” And the curvy manger snipped off the tag from the collar. “And now your ready for your auction.”
“Well that is not the fix I was told about and as I said I do not want to be a slave. Now please fix your computer problem.” At that the manager got on her phone and started asking about options from the Regional Office.
When the manager got off the phone, Amy first asked, “I also want to know about my friend Ashley, she was locked up because her guest tag was torn.”
“Well we are going to take you both before a magistrate to clear up your status. The company will be advocating for a full enslavement. However, that may not be for a couple of days.” Amy was not as shocked as she expected to be, or as upset either. But she insisted on being able to use her phone to get in touch with her family. She called her sister Lou, who having the business experience would help Amy dealing with the company and the law. Amy knew if she called her Dad or her Grandfather, they were likely to come down here with weapons drawn. She was able to get her sister and explain the situation, it was getting late and Lou would not be able to get the HCI before it closed, so they would have to wait for tomorrow. After the phone call, Amy turned over her and Ashley’s clothes and their other effects to be locked up, then she was taken to the slave pens. When she got there, she found she was placed in the same pen as Rachel, the black hermaphrodite.
“Well I’ve been waiting for you.” And greeted Amy with a slap on the ass. “My back is sore from my punishment and I had to pay a lot of fucks to have brought to me.” Her cock was rising to greet her as well. “I know you want it.” And pushed Amy to her knees. Amy knew what was expected, and for some reason wasn’t repelled. So, she started licking the cock till it was fully erect, but she did more, she pushed four fingers into the pussy that was hidden by the testacies. Rachel shivered in ecstasy as no one had pleasured both sex organs before. Amy’s tongue swirled around the cock as it slowly entered her mouth. Her right hand was pumping the pussy and the cock filled her mouth and pushed down her throat. Holding her breath as long as possible she finally pushed away opening her airway. Back and forth her head moved, deepthroating the seven-inch uncut cock. Amy felt a shiver when she found the slaves g-spot and soon the black woman was screaming and shaking in rapture and filling the white slave girls’ mouth with her ejaculate.
“Fuck I have not had a decent orgasm in years, I definitely want to keep you.” Amy wasn’t sure if this black slave could make that happen, and wasn’t sure if she thought the idea distasteful. The two girls laid on the bunk spooning, with Amy on the inside. When Rachel fell asleep Amy got up and looked who were her neighbors. She discovered her friend Ashley was across the aisle.
“Hey Ashley, its me Amy, are you OK?”
“I’m fine, its crazy but I’m having the time of my life. So much fun to be had, I didn’t know. I just had to let go.”
“Are you telling me you’d be OK with being a slave?”
“Aren’t we slaves already, after all that? We don’t have a choice anymore. Might as well just enjoy it.”
“I can’t believe your just going to give up and let yourself be enslaved. You’re not even going to fight it?”
“It’s a done deal, you know that.”
“Well its not for me, and I’m going to fight for you too.”
Amy was downcast, the black girl snuggled up beside her. “Don’t get upset sugar, I’m trying to get us sold together so we won’t be parted.” Amy put her hand on the other slave’s hand that was caressing Amy’s right shoulder, but said nothing. Amy wanted someone to comfort her and this curvy sexy black slave was a tempting person to fulfill that role. In fact, she was the only one as they were locked in the pen together.
Rachel stared caressing Amy’s breasts and it felt so good. Rachel told Amy, “You have to let go of your past. You’re a slave now and you have let your sexual self be completely uninhibited because pleasure is your purpose in life now.” As she spoke the black slave’s hands explored the new slave’s body with her hands. They shared a deep wet kiss as their tongues explored each other. Rachel stood up and presented her semi-erect cock for Amy’s attention. Amy hungrily took it in her mouth and pushed in all the way in and down her throat, moving back and for the slightly so the cock slid back and forth in her throat, but not enough to open her airway. Finally, she had to breath and push away and took deep breaths. She licked her balls and massaged her penis, then went further down and licked the pussy lips.
Rachel pulled out and told Amy to get on her hands and knees, and spread her legs. The black slave lined up behind Amy, but instead of aiming for her pussy, she pushed against her anal sphincter, just pushing against it with a slow steady pressure. When Amy realized what was going to happen, she cried out, “No please, I’ve never done this before, I’m not ready for this.”
“Well your going to be ready after this, don’t worry I’ll go slow and you’ve juiced it well.” And she continued her slow impalement of the girl. Amy felt more and more pain as the big cock entered her, then started slowly moving back and forth inside her. The pain slowly subsided and gradually pleasure emerged. The black girl gradually sped up her pumping the white slave ass, bringing Amy increased pleasure and soon her orgasm began to build. Soon Amy was crying out in explosive ecstasy, shaking all over, and squirting for the first time in her life. He arms grew limp but her lover held her ass up and jackhammered her hard till she came too, filling Amy with her black seed.
Afterwards the two women snuggled together face to face. “See, I just made you a real slave, you can’t go back to your family anymore. Your starting a new life, and I want it to be alongside me.” Amy didn’t know what to say, she didn’t feel like herself anymore. Maybe she should just let it happen and agree to enslavement, or let the magistrate make her one.
The next day her sister Lou came to see her in the pens, she had brought a female lawyer named Tracy Mills and of course both were naked and had plastic “visitor” collars on. Both were very uncomfortable being naked in a such a public place, and having to endure the looks of the male visitors and the catcalls of the slaves. Amy gave them a version of what happened that didn’t shy away from the sexual interactions but left out the gory details. They also tried to talk to Ashley but she had already given up and was expecting to be enslaved. They came back to Amy again and told her that they had contacted Ashley’s mother and she had decided not to help her daughter due her past behavior.
After they left, the manager, Mrs. Gill came and took Amy out of the pen and brought her to the enslavement desk. “We have a nice gift for you today.” And held up a small metal object. It was a small metal object in the shape of an eight, and there was a small soft brush hanging from one end. Before Amy could inspect it closer, she was pushed down on a table and strapped down with her legs spread. While she started to panic, someone put a rubber bit gag in her mouth then she felt a someone manipulating her clitoris and making her feel a great of pleasure. Then there was a sharp, excruciating pain of something piercing her clit and something being pushed in. Finally, the pain fell to a dull level and she was released. They brought he to a full-length mirror and Amy realized her clit had been made to emerge from hits hood and then pierced. The number eight shaped metal piecing had been attached to her clit from its middle section, meaning the small brush, was now hanging down over the clit. “See your nice new addition? The brush has a little spring that will keep it pressed against your clit, and every little move you make will cause it to graze against it, keeping you in a constant state of arousal.”
Amy didn’t know what to think about it but her walk back to the slave pens caused her to feel a constant stimulation on her pleasure button. She found herself in a different pen than before, she couldn’t see or hear Rachel or Ashley. She asked a clerk that had walked by and was told she was on the other side of slave pens section. For that information Amy gladly sucked the man’s cock in payment, it was a quick suck as he came quickly so she didn’t have to do much.
Amy found herself in a constant state of fevered sexual excitement. She tried to remove it but couldn’t and it made her keep masturbating to make herself cum. But she would soon find her body again demanding sexual release. She started offering herself to male visitors, who took her to the “try out room” when she would tear off their clothes and fling herself on them, sucking them just long enough to get them hard, then climbing on them and riding their cock.
When the store closed, she tried to hold up the brush so it would stop making her a sex addict. But when she tried there was a sharp pain. She tried again and again but the same thing happened. She felt around it and found a hidden sharp spur that would attack her clit when she tried to move the brush up and away from her pleasure button. She was trapped and being turned into a sex crazed slave.
During the night she desperately propositioned the night watchman, and the janitorial staff, who used her in turns. Every male worker had their chance at Amy, and ear morning three of them fucked her at the same time, with them moving between her mouth, pussy and cunt.
She was a mess when her sister returned the next morning with the lawyer Ms. Mills. Amy could only stare lustily at the two naked women. She told them haltingly what had happened to her. Tracy insisted on Amy getting a shower to clean herself off, then went to the see the manager about the clit tickler piercing. The cool water helped Amy feel better but the water made the brush even more pleasurable. Lou was helping to clean her back when Amy turned around and grabbed her sister and gave her a deep wet kiss. Her hands went to her sister pussy and while the younger sister’s thumb massaged older one’s clit, she pushed four fingers into the cunt. Lou was too shocked to respond but her body quickly felt the pleasure her sister was giving her. Amy started calling out, “Fuck me, Fuck me.”
At this point, Slave Monger Dale, who Amy had helped recover a slave, and fucked her before when Amy was in HCI custody, came along and remembering her eagerly unzipped his pants and brought out his hardening cock. It didn’t take long watching the sisters to become hard and he moseyed up behind Amy and slowly pushed his cock into her pussy. Amy called out, “Yes yes, yes.” To the wanted intrusion and started pushing against the Dales dick. The threesome undulating in a dance of pleasure of thrusts and twists, sweat and drool. Amy came first but continued her sexual assault on her pleasured sister, while gyrating against Dales cock. Soon Dale came and filled Amy with his hot spunk, and close after her sister Lou came as well.
Lou found her legs unsteady as she backed away, not knowing how to deal with what just happened. Dale pushed them both under the showers to get them clean. As Lou was drying off Dale suggested, “After that, are you sure you should still be wearing a visitor collar and not a slave collar. You looked pretty into it before, maybe you’d like to be auctioned off with your sister? You two would look good up on the auction block and you’d sell was as sister’s sell for a premium.”
”I, I don’t think so.” Lou stammered.
“Why don’t you try it.” And he produced sheers and cut off the plastic collar. He walked over to a supply cabinet and took out a slave collar. “Why don’t you try this on?” Lou looked at the collar with a mixture of fear and excitement. “Why don’t you assume the position and you can start your road to slavery?”
“Please don’t.” Lou whispered.
“Kneel and let me collar you, or would you prefer your sister did the honors?” Then he ordered, “Amy come over here!” Amy in a sexual daze obeyed without thinking. His strong arm on Lou’s shoulder was more then enough to lower her to her knees. “Now Amy, collar your sister like a good slave and you can be sold together. With glazed eyes Amy obeyed and slipped the steel collar on the frightened woman neck. “Now you can preform you first slave duty.” And he slowly pushed his still erect cock in the new slave’s mouth, and she started pleasuring it.
Just then the Ms. Mills returned, “What is going on here!”
“Well it seems your client wants to join her sister in slavery. And how about you, look ready to be enslaved?”
The woman was taken aback, “Wha, wha, what?”
“Come closer while your former client sucks me, I can take that stupid plastic collar off.”
Tracy walked toward him as if in a dream, trying to think of something to say to defend herself. But she ended up right beside Lou and he quickly removed her visitor collar as well. He pushed his fingers inside her pussy and announced, “Slave wet, your ready to be a slave too.”
Tracy stepped back and bent over, grabbed her collar on the floor and ran back to the Main store area. She showed the snipped collar and complained that her slave monger was taking advantage of her clients. The manager replied it was part of his job to do that but after Tracy rattled off legal precedents she relented, placed another visitor collar on her and they went back to the pens together.
When they got their there was little sense of chastisement against the slave monger. “Sorry your enslavement attempt isn’t going to work today.” Was as far as the manager went. “You put Amy back in the pens and I’ll unlock the sister’s collar at the front, that’s if that’s what she wants.” With all eyes on her Lou froze for a moment, “Or would you rather I have you put in the pen with your sister?”
Lou shook her head to clear the slave mind from her head and said, “No I want the collar removed.” The manager shrugged her shoulders and they slowly walked away.
A few hours later Amy found herself being taken out of her pen, and had her hands cuffed behind her back. She was marched to Ashley’s pen and watched as the defeated girl was also cuffed, then a chain was attached to both girls’ collars and another one was attached to Amy and they were led away in a coffle. Her clothed sister and the lawyer, Ms. Mills, were there to greet them, and Lou hugged both of them.
They were put into a slave transport van and brought to the court house. They were brought into a courtroom and the magistrate Mrs. Mannerheim brought the hearing into session. After preliminary statement the HCI lawyer made his case. “Both these women were found servicing men at a truck stop along with their fellow slaves.”
“Objection, the witness testimony shows they did it under compulsion.” Attacked Tracy.
“But they did so enthusiastically.” Retorted the HCI lawyer.
“Counselors, there will be time to hear witnesses soon.” The judge decided.
After the company’s lawyer had finished, Tracy stood up and pointed out the girls were being forced into slavery by unsavory means by breaking their wills. After this the slave delivery drivers were called to give evidence, who didn’t embellish what happened. On cross examination Ms. Mills made sure that the fact that the free woman had been left alone unprotected in a slave coffle with other, aggressive, slaves and predatory males who didn’t care about the women’s free status.
When HCI employees were called to testify about the girl’s behavior, especially Amy’s extreme sexual aggressiveness. Tracy pointed out the witnesses were employees of the company trying to enslave them and so their testimony shouldn’t be taken at face value. Tracy had the two girls, still connected in a coffle, closer to the judge to see the piercing that had been fastened to Amy. “How would you react if you were being constantly stimulated and you couldn’t stop it?” To which Tracy observed the judge nodding.
Then each girl was questioned, the first being Ashley, “What does it matter what I say, I’ve been made into a slave and you’re not going to change that.”
When Amy’s turn came, she talked with difficulty, “This piercing is torture. I can’t think straight. I had working with horses as my life’s work, I had a family, I had a boyfriend, I Want Them Back!”
The judge rendered her verdict. “This all started with a torn transport tag, and HCI has aggressively pursued enslavement for both, using psychological conditioning, and for Miss. Amy Fleming, a piercing to make her crave sex constantly. Well this might not be illegal, it is overstepping the bounds of acceptable behavior.
As for Miss Ashley Stanton, she seems to have accepted enslavement and her mother doesn’t seem to be interested in helping her. Therefore, I am inclined to accept HCI’s petition to enslave her. As for Miss. Amy Fleming, one has to discount her recent sexual degeneracy as mostly due to her recent unwanted piercing. Now there is some evidence that she has become more submissive, possibly leading to future enslavement. I am going to issue a temporary enslavement order for Miss. Fleming, which will last a minimum of one week. I am doing this to see if Miss. Fleming chooses slavery of her own accord, but I also have sympathy for her what she has gone through, and this can also be a time for her to decompress and learn to be a free woman again. However, I will not hand her over to HCI for her disposition. Want Miss. Fleming to be brought to my chambers with her lawyer and sister and we can talk about who should take her in. Case dismissed.”
Amy was released from the coffle with Ashley, and the slave girl was led away to her destiny. Mrs. Mills, Lou and a still naked Amy were brought to the magistrate’s office. They discussed who would be best to take Amy into custody as a slave. Lou and Amy explained why their father and grandfather would be out of the question as they new neither would be willing to treat her as a slave of be able to deal with her naked and collared. Lou, who’s new home had been recently completed, then volunteered to take her in (3).
Amy and Ashley were locked together in the coffle for the ride back to HCI. Once there Ashley was led away, almost zombie like, back to the pens, while Amy was processed out of HCI. The clit piercing could not simply be removed, it had to be cut off and it hurt when the ragged cut edges were pulled out of the clit. The manager Mrs. Gill, informed them, “Now the clit will not retract immediately, it will take a few days and it will be very sensitive to anything touching it so staying naked is your best option. Personally, I hope you find you can’t go back to being a free person, I think you’d be a wonderful slave. I would want you and I know you’d like that.”
Amy just said, “Thank you mistress.” They were informed that the computer error should be fixed in a week and they would inform her by e-mail when it was finished. Then the manager returned both girls clothes, Lou would try to get in touch with Ashley’s mother and tell her what happened, at the very least they would return her clothes. Amy was led out of the store on a leash held by her sister and got into Lou’s car and drove to Lou’s new family home.
Amy’s boyfriend Ty wasn’t going to know what hit him.
3) In the series the house burned down before being completed.
In a few minutes the young woman convulsed in orgasm and fell to the floor on her back as her legs gave out. After a few minutes she rolled over and crawled back to the box where Amy had been sitting and had found herself unwillingly masturbating to the scene and coming to a much softer orgasm.
It was still over a half hour till Calgary and to take their mind off their bodies, which were in a state of constant slave arousal, they started talking about recent news stories. After a few minutes Amy noticed that Ashley’s tag was ripped off. Only about a third was left and all it had was her first name. They tried looking for it but then they heard a cackle from the loud slave.
“Looking for something?” said their antagonist.
“Ashley went over furious, “If you have it give it back now!”
“Oh, I have it, but you’re not getting it, its being digested in my stomach.” And she laughed.
Amy comforted her friend, “Don’t worry, it takes a lot more than that to end up a slave. We’ll have to get this sorted out with them when we get there.” Then, after a bit, when the truck backed up and stopped, Amy told Ashley, “No use getting dressed, we have to go through the slave pens and you have to be naked to do that.”
When the truck door opened, the two girls were in front waiting for them. “One of your damn slaves tore my tag and I want her punished.”
“Well this is very serious, show me which one.” And when she did, he used his cell to inform management, “We have a punishment for 603, and a lost non-sale cargo tag.” They talked back and forth and finally he walked up Ashley and said, “OK, I have to secure you” and he grabbed her arm and cuffed it, then turned her around and cuffed the other.
“Stop it, you can’t do this to me. I’ll sue you for everything you have, my family’s rich.” The terrified girl yelled out.
“Now quit your bellyaching and come quietly.” But Ashley refused to stop, even When Amy tried to calm her down. “Now stop or I’ll quiet you myself.” But the yelling continued until spray was applied. Ashley was dragged away to the heckles of slaves.
When Ashley was locked in a slave pen, Amy asked the driver what was going on. “Well losing the tag isn’t something that usually happens so the manager has to call her boss and find out what to do. Its obvious of course but they can’t think for themselves.”
Amy took Ashley’s bag as she went to the main retail area and to the customer service area. She was still naked and collared but ignored that and inquired, “Hi I’m Amy Fleming, I’d like to know what’s going on with my friend Ashley, we were picked up by your slave transport truck and her tag was torn.”
The clerk looked at the monitor, “Well you were both just brought in, so there is nothing on here. The manager is probably just telephoning the District Manager for guidance. Of course, they always look to enslave in iffy cases as the easy fix.” Then he looked at her, “So are you here to enslave yourself, you look ready to.”
Amy remembered she was still naked and collared, “I’m going back to see my friend so there is no use getting dressed just to get undressed again. I also have a problem; your store has been causing a ‘Hold’ error when I’m scanned sometimes. I was told I would have to come into the store to get it fixed.” Amy had forgotten to ask to have her collar removed.
After scanning her chip, the clerk called the manager over and explained the problem, “I’m so glad to see you again, I had hoped it would be sooner.” Mrs. Gill, the manager, gave her a big kiss, which Amy returned. Amy then repeated her request. Mrs. Gill looked over her computer pad and stated, “OK we can have that fixed and have you on the auction block by later this afternoon.”
“Look, I’m not interested in being a slave, I just want your store to fix the error and so I can get on with my life.”
“Well enslavement is the fix we were thinking of. And I see your shaving yourself completely like a slave”
“I just started doing to make it easier to clean.” Replied Amy defensively.
“You know that not true, your becoming a slave, you want it.” Then she checked Amy’s wetness, “your all slave wet aren’t you?” And the curvy manger snipped off the tag from the collar. “And now your ready for your auction.”
“Well that is not the fix I was told about and as I said I do not want to be a slave. Now please fix your computer problem.” At that the manager got on her phone and started asking about options from the Regional Office.
When the manager got off the phone, Amy first asked, “I also want to know about my friend Ashley, she was locked up because her guest tag was torn.”
“Well we are going to take you both before a magistrate to clear up your status. The company will be advocating for a full enslavement. However, that may not be for a couple of days.” Amy was not as shocked as she expected to be, or as upset either. But she insisted on being able to use her phone to get in touch with her family. She called her sister Lou, who having the business experience would help Amy dealing with the company and the law. Amy knew if she called her Dad or her Grandfather, they were likely to come down here with weapons drawn. She was able to get her sister and explain the situation, it was getting late and Lou would not be able to get the HCI before it closed, so they would have to wait for tomorrow. After the phone call, Amy turned over her and Ashley’s clothes and their other effects to be locked up, then she was taken to the slave pens. When she got there, she found she was placed in the same pen as Rachel, the black hermaphrodite.
“Well I’ve been waiting for you.” And greeted Amy with a slap on the ass. “My back is sore from my punishment and I had to pay a lot of fucks to have brought to me.” Her cock was rising to greet her as well. “I know you want it.” And pushed Amy to her knees. Amy knew what was expected, and for some reason wasn’t repelled. So, she started licking the cock till it was fully erect, but she did more, she pushed four fingers into the pussy that was hidden by the testacies. Rachel shivered in ecstasy as no one had pleasured both sex organs before. Amy’s tongue swirled around the cock as it slowly entered her mouth. Her right hand was pumping the pussy and the cock filled her mouth and pushed down her throat. Holding her breath as long as possible she finally pushed away opening her airway. Back and forth her head moved, deepthroating the seven-inch uncut cock. Amy felt a shiver when she found the slaves g-spot and soon the black woman was screaming and shaking in rapture and filling the white slave girls’ mouth with her ejaculate.
“Fuck I have not had a decent orgasm in years, I definitely want to keep you.” Amy wasn’t sure if this black slave could make that happen, and wasn’t sure if she thought the idea distasteful. The two girls laid on the bunk spooning, with Amy on the inside. When Rachel fell asleep Amy got up and looked who were her neighbors. She discovered her friend Ashley was across the aisle.
“Hey Ashley, its me Amy, are you OK?”
“I’m fine, its crazy but I’m having the time of my life. So much fun to be had, I didn’t know. I just had to let go.”
“Are you telling me you’d be OK with being a slave?”
“Aren’t we slaves already, after all that? We don’t have a choice anymore. Might as well just enjoy it.”
“I can’t believe your just going to give up and let yourself be enslaved. You’re not even going to fight it?”
“It’s a done deal, you know that.”
“Well its not for me, and I’m going to fight for you too.”
Amy was downcast, the black girl snuggled up beside her. “Don’t get upset sugar, I’m trying to get us sold together so we won’t be parted.” Amy put her hand on the other slave’s hand that was caressing Amy’s right shoulder, but said nothing. Amy wanted someone to comfort her and this curvy sexy black slave was a tempting person to fulfill that role. In fact, she was the only one as they were locked in the pen together.
Rachel stared caressing Amy’s breasts and it felt so good. Rachel told Amy, “You have to let go of your past. You’re a slave now and you have let your sexual self be completely uninhibited because pleasure is your purpose in life now.” As she spoke the black slave’s hands explored the new slave’s body with her hands. They shared a deep wet kiss as their tongues explored each other. Rachel stood up and presented her semi-erect cock for Amy’s attention. Amy hungrily took it in her mouth and pushed in all the way in and down her throat, moving back and for the slightly so the cock slid back and forth in her throat, but not enough to open her airway. Finally, she had to breath and push away and took deep breaths. She licked her balls and massaged her penis, then went further down and licked the pussy lips.
Rachel pulled out and told Amy to get on her hands and knees, and spread her legs. The black slave lined up behind Amy, but instead of aiming for her pussy, she pushed against her anal sphincter, just pushing against it with a slow steady pressure. When Amy realized what was going to happen, she cried out, “No please, I’ve never done this before, I’m not ready for this.”
“Well your going to be ready after this, don’t worry I’ll go slow and you’ve juiced it well.” And she continued her slow impalement of the girl. Amy felt more and more pain as the big cock entered her, then started slowly moving back and forth inside her. The pain slowly subsided and gradually pleasure emerged. The black girl gradually sped up her pumping the white slave ass, bringing Amy increased pleasure and soon her orgasm began to build. Soon Amy was crying out in explosive ecstasy, shaking all over, and squirting for the first time in her life. He arms grew limp but her lover held her ass up and jackhammered her hard till she came too, filling Amy with her black seed.
Afterwards the two women snuggled together face to face. “See, I just made you a real slave, you can’t go back to your family anymore. Your starting a new life, and I want it to be alongside me.” Amy didn’t know what to say, she didn’t feel like herself anymore. Maybe she should just let it happen and agree to enslavement, or let the magistrate make her one.
The next day her sister Lou came to see her in the pens, she had brought a female lawyer named Tracy Mills and of course both were naked and had plastic “visitor” collars on. Both were very uncomfortable being naked in a such a public place, and having to endure the looks of the male visitors and the catcalls of the slaves. Amy gave them a version of what happened that didn’t shy away from the sexual interactions but left out the gory details. They also tried to talk to Ashley but she had already given up and was expecting to be enslaved. They came back to Amy again and told her that they had contacted Ashley’s mother and she had decided not to help her daughter due her past behavior.
After they left, the manager, Mrs. Gill came and took Amy out of the pen and brought her to the enslavement desk. “We have a nice gift for you today.” And held up a small metal object. It was a small metal object in the shape of an eight, and there was a small soft brush hanging from one end. Before Amy could inspect it closer, she was pushed down on a table and strapped down with her legs spread. While she started to panic, someone put a rubber bit gag in her mouth then she felt a someone manipulating her clitoris and making her feel a great of pleasure. Then there was a sharp, excruciating pain of something piercing her clit and something being pushed in. Finally, the pain fell to a dull level and she was released. They brought he to a full-length mirror and Amy realized her clit had been made to emerge from hits hood and then pierced. The number eight shaped metal piecing had been attached to her clit from its middle section, meaning the small brush, was now hanging down over the clit. “See your nice new addition? The brush has a little spring that will keep it pressed against your clit, and every little move you make will cause it to graze against it, keeping you in a constant state of arousal.”
Amy didn’t know what to think about it but her walk back to the slave pens caused her to feel a constant stimulation on her pleasure button. She found herself in a different pen than before, she couldn’t see or hear Rachel or Ashley. She asked a clerk that had walked by and was told she was on the other side of slave pens section. For that information Amy gladly sucked the man’s cock in payment, it was a quick suck as he came quickly so she didn’t have to do much.
Amy found herself in a constant state of fevered sexual excitement. She tried to remove it but couldn’t and it made her keep masturbating to make herself cum. But she would soon find her body again demanding sexual release. She started offering herself to male visitors, who took her to the “try out room” when she would tear off their clothes and fling herself on them, sucking them just long enough to get them hard, then climbing on them and riding their cock.
When the store closed, she tried to hold up the brush so it would stop making her a sex addict. But when she tried there was a sharp pain. She tried again and again but the same thing happened. She felt around it and found a hidden sharp spur that would attack her clit when she tried to move the brush up and away from her pleasure button. She was trapped and being turned into a sex crazed slave.
During the night she desperately propositioned the night watchman, and the janitorial staff, who used her in turns. Every male worker had their chance at Amy, and ear morning three of them fucked her at the same time, with them moving between her mouth, pussy and cunt.
She was a mess when her sister returned the next morning with the lawyer Ms. Mills. Amy could only stare lustily at the two naked women. She told them haltingly what had happened to her. Tracy insisted on Amy getting a shower to clean herself off, then went to the see the manager about the clit tickler piercing. The cool water helped Amy feel better but the water made the brush even more pleasurable. Lou was helping to clean her back when Amy turned around and grabbed her sister and gave her a deep wet kiss. Her hands went to her sister pussy and while the younger sister’s thumb massaged older one’s clit, she pushed four fingers into the cunt. Lou was too shocked to respond but her body quickly felt the pleasure her sister was giving her. Amy started calling out, “Fuck me, Fuck me.”
At this point, Slave Monger Dale, who Amy had helped recover a slave, and fucked her before when Amy was in HCI custody, came along and remembering her eagerly unzipped his pants and brought out his hardening cock. It didn’t take long watching the sisters to become hard and he moseyed up behind Amy and slowly pushed his cock into her pussy. Amy called out, “Yes yes, yes.” To the wanted intrusion and started pushing against the Dales dick. The threesome undulating in a dance of pleasure of thrusts and twists, sweat and drool. Amy came first but continued her sexual assault on her pleasured sister, while gyrating against Dales cock. Soon Dale came and filled Amy with his hot spunk, and close after her sister Lou came as well.
Lou found her legs unsteady as she backed away, not knowing how to deal with what just happened. Dale pushed them both under the showers to get them clean. As Lou was drying off Dale suggested, “After that, are you sure you should still be wearing a visitor collar and not a slave collar. You looked pretty into it before, maybe you’d like to be auctioned off with your sister? You two would look good up on the auction block and you’d sell was as sister’s sell for a premium.”
”I, I don’t think so.” Lou stammered.
“Why don’t you try it.” And he produced sheers and cut off the plastic collar. He walked over to a supply cabinet and took out a slave collar. “Why don’t you try this on?” Lou looked at the collar with a mixture of fear and excitement. “Why don’t you assume the position and you can start your road to slavery?”
“Please don’t.” Lou whispered.
“Kneel and let me collar you, or would you prefer your sister did the honors?” Then he ordered, “Amy come over here!” Amy in a sexual daze obeyed without thinking. His strong arm on Lou’s shoulder was more then enough to lower her to her knees. “Now Amy, collar your sister like a good slave and you can be sold together. With glazed eyes Amy obeyed and slipped the steel collar on the frightened woman neck. “Now you can preform you first slave duty.” And he slowly pushed his still erect cock in the new slave’s mouth, and she started pleasuring it.
Just then the Ms. Mills returned, “What is going on here!”
“Well it seems your client wants to join her sister in slavery. And how about you, look ready to be enslaved?”
The woman was taken aback, “Wha, wha, what?”
“Come closer while your former client sucks me, I can take that stupid plastic collar off.”
Tracy walked toward him as if in a dream, trying to think of something to say to defend herself. But she ended up right beside Lou and he quickly removed her visitor collar as well. He pushed his fingers inside her pussy and announced, “Slave wet, your ready to be a slave too.”
Tracy stepped back and bent over, grabbed her collar on the floor and ran back to the Main store area. She showed the snipped collar and complained that her slave monger was taking advantage of her clients. The manager replied it was part of his job to do that but after Tracy rattled off legal precedents she relented, placed another visitor collar on her and they went back to the pens together.
When they got their there was little sense of chastisement against the slave monger. “Sorry your enslavement attempt isn’t going to work today.” Was as far as the manager went. “You put Amy back in the pens and I’ll unlock the sister’s collar at the front, that’s if that’s what she wants.” With all eyes on her Lou froze for a moment, “Or would you rather I have you put in the pen with your sister?”
Lou shook her head to clear the slave mind from her head and said, “No I want the collar removed.” The manager shrugged her shoulders and they slowly walked away.
A few hours later Amy found herself being taken out of her pen, and had her hands cuffed behind her back. She was marched to Ashley’s pen and watched as the defeated girl was also cuffed, then a chain was attached to both girls’ collars and another one was attached to Amy and they were led away in a coffle. Her clothed sister and the lawyer, Ms. Mills, were there to greet them, and Lou hugged both of them.
They were put into a slave transport van and brought to the court house. They were brought into a courtroom and the magistrate Mrs. Mannerheim brought the hearing into session. After preliminary statement the HCI lawyer made his case. “Both these women were found servicing men at a truck stop along with their fellow slaves.”
“Objection, the witness testimony shows they did it under compulsion.” Attacked Tracy.
“But they did so enthusiastically.” Retorted the HCI lawyer.
“Counselors, there will be time to hear witnesses soon.” The judge decided.
After the company’s lawyer had finished, Tracy stood up and pointed out the girls were being forced into slavery by unsavory means by breaking their wills. After this the slave delivery drivers were called to give evidence, who didn’t embellish what happened. On cross examination Ms. Mills made sure that the fact that the free woman had been left alone unprotected in a slave coffle with other, aggressive, slaves and predatory males who didn’t care about the women’s free status.
When HCI employees were called to testify about the girl’s behavior, especially Amy’s extreme sexual aggressiveness. Tracy pointed out the witnesses were employees of the company trying to enslave them and so their testimony shouldn’t be taken at face value. Tracy had the two girls, still connected in a coffle, closer to the judge to see the piercing that had been fastened to Amy. “How would you react if you were being constantly stimulated and you couldn’t stop it?” To which Tracy observed the judge nodding.
Then each girl was questioned, the first being Ashley, “What does it matter what I say, I’ve been made into a slave and you’re not going to change that.”
When Amy’s turn came, she talked with difficulty, “This piercing is torture. I can’t think straight. I had working with horses as my life’s work, I had a family, I had a boyfriend, I Want Them Back!”
The judge rendered her verdict. “This all started with a torn transport tag, and HCI has aggressively pursued enslavement for both, using psychological conditioning, and for Miss. Amy Fleming, a piercing to make her crave sex constantly. Well this might not be illegal, it is overstepping the bounds of acceptable behavior.
As for Miss Ashley Stanton, she seems to have accepted enslavement and her mother doesn’t seem to be interested in helping her. Therefore, I am inclined to accept HCI’s petition to enslave her. As for Miss. Amy Fleming, one has to discount her recent sexual degeneracy as mostly due to her recent unwanted piercing. Now there is some evidence that she has become more submissive, possibly leading to future enslavement. I am going to issue a temporary enslavement order for Miss. Fleming, which will last a minimum of one week. I am doing this to see if Miss. Fleming chooses slavery of her own accord, but I also have sympathy for her what she has gone through, and this can also be a time for her to decompress and learn to be a free woman again. However, I will not hand her over to HCI for her disposition. Want Miss. Fleming to be brought to my chambers with her lawyer and sister and we can talk about who should take her in. Case dismissed.”
Amy was released from the coffle with Ashley, and the slave girl was led away to her destiny. Mrs. Mills, Lou and a still naked Amy were brought to the magistrate’s office. They discussed who would be best to take Amy into custody as a slave. Lou and Amy explained why their father and grandfather would be out of the question as they new neither would be willing to treat her as a slave of be able to deal with her naked and collared. Lou, who’s new home had been recently completed, then volunteered to take her in (3).
Amy and Ashley were locked together in the coffle for the ride back to HCI. Once there Ashley was led away, almost zombie like, back to the pens, while Amy was processed out of HCI. The clit piercing could not simply be removed, it had to be cut off and it hurt when the ragged cut edges were pulled out of the clit. The manager Mrs. Gill, informed them, “Now the clit will not retract immediately, it will take a few days and it will be very sensitive to anything touching it so staying naked is your best option. Personally, I hope you find you can’t go back to being a free person, I think you’d be a wonderful slave. I would want you and I know you’d like that.”
Amy just said, “Thank you mistress.” They were informed that the computer error should be fixed in a week and they would inform her by e-mail when it was finished. Then the manager returned both girls clothes, Lou would try to get in touch with Ashley’s mother and tell her what happened, at the very least they would return her clothes. Amy was led out of the store on a leash held by her sister and got into Lou’s car and drove to Lou’s new family home.
Amy’s boyfriend Ty wasn’t going to know what hit him.
3) In the series the house burned down before being completed.