FROM VACATION TO SLAVE TRAINING: PART THREE (1)
Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2019 9:52 pm
FROM VACATION TO SLAVE TRAINING: Part Three
All characters are over the age of eighteen years, there is no suggestion of underage sex at all.
Claire arrived back to the store in a cage, and she was defiantly not the same person she was when she first entered the store almost two weeks ago. Carol wasn’t there to process her, and a man she hadn’t seen before ordered her out of her cage. She slowly crawled out and stood up, keeping her head down in submission. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen next and wasn’t sure if it was in her hands anymore, or even if she wanted it to be.
“Turn around.” he barked. She turned around and he released her cuffs from behind her back. “OK you’re done your training, are you ready to be sold?”
Claire couldn’t think clearly anymore. But she summoned all her strength and, slowly and quietly, said, “No Master, sorry, but thank you.”
“Well you newly trained girls usually need a little time to readjust, I’ll put you in the pens and you can think it over for a couple of days. Our stock is low again anyways so there’s lots of room, and we don’t have any auctions planned anytime soon.”
“Thank you Master.” And Claire meekly entered the small kennel. “May I ask a question Master?”
“Yes, you may Slave.”
“Does Carol still work here?”
“Yes, she does, she’ll be in tomorrow.”
“Thank you Master, may I have her process me out Sir, as she did my intake?”
“Yes, I’m sure she will be glad to process you, welcome home slave.” Then he suggested, “You know, you look filthy why don’t you shower, wash your hair and shave?”
It was true. Claire did feel filthy, they didn’t give the slaves any opportunity to clean themselves at the training center. It was probably just another way to degrade them, but Claire had barely noticed her lack of hygiene because of the intensity of the training. She looked in the mirror and it was worse than she thought, she was coated in sticky sweat and her hair was horrid. She turned around and the bruises from her major whipping were fading and the few single ones she received for correction were in different stages of disappearing. But those were small and less noticeable to her now.
The clerk called out, “And make sure you shave your cunt hair, Slave girls are shaved clean.” She went to work cleaning her sweat incrusted body. She shaved her underarms, legs and then, with some trepidation, her pelvic hair. It took a lot of shampoo to clean her very long hair and the soap was very basic, but the shower made her feel more human again. When she looked at herself in the mirror again, she looked so much better. But looking at her completely bald mound, also made her feel different.
Claire laid on the air mattress and thought to herself. “Is this home? Am I a Slave now?” She tried to get her head together and slowly started remembering her life before. It seemed so alien now but she told herself she had to get back to it. To give freedom a chance, to see if she could still handle it.
She was able to sleep in late for the first time an over a week. Her kennel was locked so she had to wait till someone came by to ask a question. “Is it possible for me to walk around the mall?” she asked an older male employee.
“Well we do sometimes let women who are getting graded walk around before their appointment. However, you have to do it naked and collared. And you have to act like a slave, keep your head down if you talk to people, and don’t be at all assertive. Even if someone wants to cop a feel, you can’t do more than ask nicely that they stop. Oh, and you can’t use public bathrooms so make sure you use your litter box before you go.”
“Ok I understand.” She used her litter box with no sense of degradation as it was an improvement from the training school where simple buckets were used. She didn’t even care that he was watching her as she did so, she felt little need for privacy anymore.
When he let her out, he brought her to the service desk. “I almost forgot, a perimeter control has to be attached. You won’t be able to leave the mall as it will shock you if you try and exit through the doors.” He brought out a small metal box and locked it onto the collar and activated it. But this somehow didn’t make her feel any sense that this was unreasonable.
She walked around the mall, but found herself feeling nervous. She realized she wasn’t nervous about walking around in public naked, she barely thought about it, it felt almost natural. But she was apprehensive because she was walking around ‘free’ (as it were) with no one telling her what to do. She took deep breaths and told herself she could do this. She continued her exploration of the mall as she had seen very little of it when she entered it almost two weeks ago. She started looking in the store windows, nervous to enter one, finally she entered a classy looking book store. She started scanning over the book titles and brought one down to look at. Then a female store clerk came up to her and interrogated her, “What’s a slave looking at books for?”
She looked down and replied, “I’m just having a grading and they let me look around. I’m window shopping for later Mistress.”
“Ya, well, don’t get any uppity ideas, right now you’re nothing but a slave, no matter what you say.”
“I’m sorry Mistress, I’ll leave.” As she did the clerk gave her a pinch on the ass, which Claire knew not to respond to.
She also looked at some clothing, to the biting comments from some of the sales clerks. At one place a young man came up and started playing with her breasts. He wasn’t harsh on them, in fact Claire even found herself getting wet. Nevertheless, she finally said, “Please Sir, may I leave?”
“Sure, maybe I’ll bid on your auction later.” And left before Claire could tell him she wasn’t for sale.
She went to the main door to look outside, and a vision of freedom. She made sure not to go outside because of the collar, but she was finding the idea of freedom intimidating. As she went back to the store the woman she first saw when entering the mall so long ago saw her. “Well dearie, it looks like you got enslaved and sold like I said.”
“No Ma’am, I just got a grading and training, I’ll be free this afternoon.”
“Well there’s still time to make it permanent, girlie. Maybe stick around a bit longer and you’ll be on the block soon.”
“Yes, Ma’am, thank you. Bye.” And she walked back to the store.
The manager, Mr. Johnson was at the customer service desk when she came back to the store. He came up to her, “Well I was wondering where you were, I’ve finished your grading and you should be proud you’ve been giving the highest grade, Prime Plus. That isn’t given very often and it so exclusive it has to be verified by three other graders. Everyone was quite impressed, and Roman House sent me a message that you were a “Star” pupil, that’s an even higher award. Congratulations.”
Claire was tongue tied, she wasn’t sure to be proud, happy, or embarrassed. “Um, um, thank you Sir.” She told Mr. Johnson that she had been waiting for Carol to process her out. What she didn’t say was that she was feeling uneasy about going back to the world and felt safer here.
In the afternoon she was practicing her Slave Positions and recited her Slave Mantras. All of a sudden there was a commotion where the loading dock was. She got up and looked over and saw a bunch of naked, collared girls being hustled into the Slave Pens, their Slave Mongers were quickly scanning their chips and sorting them into their kennels. A nice-looking blond girl was put into Claire’s kennel. Claire went up to her and asked, “Can you talk?”
“Yes sister.”
“What is all this, where are you all from?”
“There was a fire at our store over in Hull, this is the closest Sam Store so we were transferred here.”
“Oh dear, was anyone hurt sister?”
“No, the fire was in the public area so we’ll be auctioned here.”
“Oh, I heard there weren’t an auction today, are they going to do it here?”
“I don’t know, were you waiting to be sold sister?
“Actually no, I just completed slave training as part of my full grading.” Claire found herself realizing that she was calling this woman ‘sister’ like she was a fellow slave.
“You’re not going to be sold with us sister?”
“I wasn’t planning on it, I wasn’t planning on any of this actually, I was just here on vacation.”
“Maybe you’ll change your mind? You are so gorgeous you’ll create a bidding war.”
Claire smiled, “Thank you, who knows they might just drag me to the block in the confusion, By the way what is your name?”
“Slave Sally 306” giving the last three numbers in her Slave Number (1). She could have given her full number but usually only the last three were used when giving a name.
“Slave Claire 562.” She responded automatically, “Well for now.”
The next morning Claire asked when Carol was coming in, “Not till the afternoon slave so cool your heels.”
Soon after all the kennels were opened one at time and the girls were ordered out of the pens. Another man Claire didn’t recognize spoke, “OK it was a bit of a rush job but we got the word out the auction will be here instead of Hull.” They then locked the girls into slave coffles of groups of six and marched them out, including Claire.
Claire was torn, shouldn’t she say something? She felt she was being pulled to the auction area more than just physically. Saying to herself, “Can I stop this, do I want to stop this?”
Customers started looking the girls over, many stopped in front of her looking her over closely. Most would ask her grade “Prime Plus Sir” she would reply, not sure what else to say. Once she blurted out, “I’m not supposed to be for sale.”
One man responded, “You are now.”
Soon the first girl was on the block doing her squats while the auctioneer started the bidding. “OK, lets hear £5000 British Pounds for this good quality slave, £5000 anyone?” A bidder raised his sign. “£5000 I have £5000, do I hear £5500 do I hear £5500.”
“£5500.” someone called out.
“£5500 do I hear £6000?” called out the auctioneer.
“£6000.”
“£6000, thank you sir, do I hear £7000?”
“£6500 and that all she’s worth.” Was a reply.
“£6500, do I hear £7000, £7000? Come on this fine piece of slave flesh is worth more than that. £7000, £7000, Anyone? Going once, going twice, SOLD for £6500!”
The next girl mounted the auction block, but a slave monger had to use his whip to get her too, she was obviously an unwilling slave. She was in tears and terrified, but again the bids came, again another slave was sold. One girl after the other went this way. Claire saw the line ahead get shorter and shorter
Then the man she first saw upon returning came to take the first girl in Claire’s Slave Coffle. Taking her to the auction block. Claire though, “This is it, I’m going to be sold and I can’t stop it.” Then Claire saw Sally go on the block having to be reminded with the whip to do her slave squats to show off to the customers. She sold for £8500. But when her auction was over the monger came over to her, she managed to say “Sir, Sir remember me?”
“It would be hard to forget a girl like you, what’s your problem?”
“I was waiting for Carol to process me out.”
“Isn’t that what’s happening?”
With all her strength Claire finally said, “I’m supposed to be released Sir.”
He came over to her and read her chip “So you’re right, I’ll have to secure you to the side. back bracelets.” he commanded and automatically she turned around and put her wrist together to be cuffed. He then unlocked her from the coffle and taken to sit on the ground off to the side. There were few moans of disappointment in the crowd. She sat there watching the other girls get auctioned, almost wanting to stand up and join them. Then a familiar face showed up.
Carol came up her, “Well, well, well, I almost missed your big day.” Claire looked up to her savior.
“Sorry Mistress, could you please process me out?”
“I would be remiss in my duty’s if I didn’t urge you to join them, You’re all ready as well as Slave Hot and Juicy.”
“Thank you, Mistress, but I should go.”
“As you wish, but you’re rejecting what you are now.” She motioned Claire to get up and follow her. A few customers called out “Come back” but soon she was back in the main store where this had all begun.
“Don’t forget to keep us updated.” Then added, “Don’t forget we have first right to sell you and you’ll still be listed as ‘Paroled’ and we’re your Slave Administrator.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“You can drop the ‘Mistress’ part now.”
“Yes Mis… Carol.” Claire corrected herself.
Claire got up from the bench she had been sitting on, “Haven’t you forgotten something?” Carol reminded her. Claire looked at her questioningly, “Your clothes, collar and luggage silly.”
Claire had almost forgot about wearing clothes. Carol went over to the lockers and retrieved Claire’s effects. She then unlocked her collar and placed the chip reader against her breast. “OK you’re all done you can now leave.” Claire ran her hands over her uncollared neck and felt naked without her collar. She looked at the woman uncertain. “Oh, I know you’re scared to go back to the free world, but don’t worry we’re here when you need to return.” Saying ‘when’ not ‘if’.
Claire now slowly walked out of the store, pausing at the exit, then took a very deliberate step to freedom.
She found a nearby hotel to stay in, deciding not to unpack, but live out of the suitcase. She was sitting on her bed, not sure what to do now, not sure about making her own decisions anymore. Trying to lie down and sleep didn’t work; she had a idea and undressed, used a belt for a collar, and went into the Slave Cage included with the room and slept in there. (2) “Yes, this feel better.” She said to herself.
The next day she called the Slave Store. Carol was there again and of course she asked if she had changed her mind.
“No, I just wanted to ask where Scott Walker and Slave Amber lived, I wanted to see them.”
“No problem I’m sure he would love to see you.”
Claire went over to his house. It wasn’t large but it was nice and comfortable looking. She went up and rang the bell. Scott opened the door and recognized her immediately. He brought her into the living room and brought her tea. “Well I am glad to see you, so you’ve completed your training?”
“Yes Sir, and thank you Sir, for paying for all of that.”
“And what Grade did you finally get.”
Claire beamed, “Prime Plus Sir.”
“Oh, I’m not surprised, Amber come here.”
Quickly the naked slave came in, “Oh I’m glad to see you again, but you’re still free Sister?” Sounding disappointed.
“Yes.” almost saying, “For now.”
Scott said, “We have a special girl here now, she’s rated Prime Plus.”
“Oh, that is wonderful, you must be a natural.”
Claire beamed with pride and she almost wanted to strip and serve Scott right there, but was able to resist, barely. “I just wanted to thank you so much for this opportunity Sir.”
“Well you deserved it.”
Amber came up beside her “You should thank him properly Sister.” Scott ran his hand on the side of Claire’s head and she pushed against it. They went to the bedroom and Amber started undressing her. No longer shy Claire started undressing Scott. Then he kneeled and started licking his seven-inch cock.
“Mmmm, that is very good.” declared Scott and he was soon hard. She licked the tip of his cock head, then his balls and up his shaft. She slid the head between her lips and into her mouth, using both her lips and tongue to pleasure it. Then letting the whole manhood glide down into her throat as she had been taught, having to give up breathing so she could satisfy his sexual needs. Finally, she had to pull back for air. Then they all laid on the bed with Claire to his right, Amber to his left, then they started licking his cock from both sides. Amber switched to sucking his cock while Claire sucked on his balls. Scott looked at Claire, “Lay back, I want to be your first one and take your virginity.” Claire laid back immediately and open he legs in anticipation. He laid on top of her and slowly entered her to the sound of her moans. She felt a small pain when he broke her hymen, but she soon forgot it as he slowly started moving back and forth inside her. All the while Amber was rubbing Claire clitoris to heighten her pleasure.
“Oh yes, yes, thank you Master.” she recited from her training. Claire started using Slave Pompoir (3) on Scott and he felt a wave of pleasure and started moaning too. Faster and faster he pumped her and soon Claire was close to coming. He grabbed her and rolled on his back and Claire started riding him, while behind her Amber had her arms around her massaging her breasts. Her started using her Slave Pleasure techniques (4) on herself and after he came, she made herself cum hard while the slave mantras echoed in her head.
Afterwards, she recited as she had been taught, “I thank you for my pleasure and for letting me pleasure you, were you happy with my service?”
“Yes, I was very pleased with your service, you have learned well. Why don’t you stay for a while, maybe permanently if you wish?”
“Sam’s has the first right to auction me now, I don’t think I can sell myself privately to you.”
“I’m sure it’s not a problem, just have to pay them a private sale price.”
“Look, I don’t think I want to be a slave, but maybe I will stay for a while, I am finding it hard being on my own and making decisions.”
“That’s because you’re a slave now because of your training. I found out they accidently sent you to Roman House, and they only turn out slaves.”
“They did break me, I’m just barely holding on, I want to be someplace safe and maybe you’re it.”
“Yes, this can be your safe space, for as long as you like.”
Claire threw her arms around him, “Thank you…” she almost said “Master”.
“I do have an extra bedroom, and Amber really never stays in her kennel, she’s either doing household chores or being with me. So, if you need to use it you can.”
“Thank you again. Am going to try to sleep in a bed, but I have to go to the hotel to get my bags and check out.”
“I’ll take you there in my car, Amber will help you pack.”
“Thank you again, you have been so caring. No wonder Amber is so devoted to you.” Amber blushed at this.
They went to her hotel, Claire no longer thought that it was strange she was in the company of lovely naked slave. Claire even thought she should be naked and collared herself. Amber insisted on doing all the work packing for her new companion, even dragging the suitcase for her. At the hotel desk Scott insisted on paying the bill, “Think of it as a down payment.” Claire went red, but not embarrassment but with happiness. Behind her Amber hugged her and said, “Lets go home Sister.”
Once ‘home’, Claire put her clothes away in the extra bedroom. After a while she realized she was unconsciously planning a longer stay that just a couple of days. She came downstairs and Scott was sitting on a big comfy chair with Amber curled up beside him watching “Midsummer Murders” on ITV. Claire made a mental note that was “his” chair and she wouldn’t sit in it. She watched a bit of the show, but when the slave girl got up and went to the kitchen, she followed her and insisted on helping with making supper. “Can you cook?”
“Yes, my mon taught me, I’m no chef so no fancy meals though, just regular food, and some peasant food handed down through the family.”
“What kind of peasant food?”
“Well there’s Perogies, that’s potatoes and cheese and sometimes bacon sealed in dough, and boiled, baked or fried. Then there are Cabbage Rolls, hamburger and rice wrapped in boiled cabbage leaves, and cooked in tomato sauce.”
“Sounds interesting, maybe you can make some one day.”
“Only if Master OK’s it.” She realized she had referred to Scott as “Master” and became embarrassed.
“Don’t be upset, he’ll be a good master for you, I would welcome you into my kennel.” (7)
“Thank you very much.” Not understanding what was being offered.
Claire sat at the table with Scott, while Amber ate on the floor, but eating the same food. Claire thought she might be doing the same soon. After supper she insisted on helping with dishes. She sat on the couch and watched the Snooker Championships with him. It didn’t interest her but she was a guest and didn’t want to be demanding. After an hour she made her excuses, and went to her room. He had given her the Wi-Fi password so she was able to use her laptop. E-mailing her friends and family that she was in good shape and having a good time. She visited some of her favorite sites like YouTube and her Facebook page, decided not to update about her slave grading and training, of course she didn’t have any pictures of it, though she knew others would. Curious she searched for pictures others had taken from her grading and at the auction. She found a few from her grading (8) and one of her in the Slave coffle at the auction. “I guess the secret’s out.” but looking at the Facebook members who had uploaded them, they luckily had only a few friends. “Well hopefully it won’t get spread far and wide.” She then downloaded the pictures for herself.
She had a restless sleep, but was determined to sleep in a bed, not the floor or a cot, like in a kennel. She did finally fall asleep, having dreams of slavery and dreams of freedom, and home. When she woke up, she was shocked that it was 10am. She had never slept in that late, but she felt so much better, physically and mentally. She came down and apologised rather sheepishly about her late awakening. “I am not surprised Sister, you have been through the wringer. I remember what slave training can be like.” Claire though about what kind of experiences Amber had going through the Slavery System, and wondered what had she been before and how did she get here? Questions for another day she decided. She had phoned her family and they were relieved to hear from her of course, wondering what she had been doing. She had joked she had been dragged into a spy mission and had gone undercover.
After having a lunch, she made herself, of some yogurt, strawberries, and cheese (asking first if she could take them). She asked about her sister’s schedule while her master was gone. “I clean the house, shop for groceries, cook the meals and so forth.” She replied.
“How do you buy groceries, are you allowed money?”
“I’m allowed a little money, but for groceries I have a Slave Debit account tied to my Slave Chip. The shops I can use it are pre-authorized, they just scan my chip and they’re paid.”
“That’s kind of cool.” Claire said as she smiled.
She asked about nearby shops and parks, but later on when she tried to visit them, she felt overwhelmed and unprotected. She came home nervous and not sure what to do, deciding she would start with just short walks to acclimatize herself to being outside, unprotected.
After the Master came home and Amber greeted him with her mouth, he decided to talk to Claire, with Amber beside her.
“You’ve been her a couple of days, have you made any decisions?”
“Not really, I’m still finding my footing.”
“I think someone has to make some decisions for you. I do this for your own good. From now on, while you stay here, you will be naked, and serve me alongside Amber, that is an order.”
Claire didn’t know what to think, she immediately said, “Yes Sir.” But there was a lack of enthusiasm for the idea. She immediately undressed in front of them, not trying to hide her body.
“You will live like Amber, you will be in my bed or in the kennel at night. You will sit on the floor and obey me. But do not worry I will not demand you sexually serve me right away, but I would be good for you if you did.”
Head down she replied, “Yes Master.”
“Welcome to my kennel sister.” Receiving Claire onto her new “home”, but in a different way. Claire started her new life by sitting on the floor by her new Master.
That night she asked to serve her Master. He smiled and sent Amber to her kennel, Amber looked a little jealous but obeyed without complaint. She followed behind Scott to the bedroom. He stood there and it took a few seconds for Claire to realize she should undress her Master. Claire unloosed his tie, and put it away, undid his shoes and removed his socks, placing the shoes in his closet and the socks in the wash basket. The slave girl took off his blazer and hung it up, removed his pants and did the same. She slowly undid his shirt and also placed it in the wash. Then she began by starting to kiss him on the lips then kissing her way down his chest, licking both his nipples. After she pulled down his underpants, the girl kissed the head of his penis, then licking around the head soliciting sounds of pleasure from her Master. Slowly letting the cock head slide between her lips, she had her tongue go to work. Soon he was fully erect and it almost pleaded to enter her. Guiding him on to the bed, laying on his back, Claire mounted on top of him. She moved up and down letting the manhood slide inside her, then stopped, and concentrated, soon Scott again felt the amazing ability she had learned, becoming a human vibrator for him. Soon it starting to make him to jerk in a violent orgasm. After he had finished, she went down and cleaned him off with her mouth. Asking if she could use the bathroom to clean herself, and after she came back and asked, “Can I bring Amber here to the bedroom Master? I don’t want her to feel she’s being replaced.”
“You’re a good Sister to her, please bring her here.” Amber was surprised to see her sister, but was happy when she found out why she had come. Back in their Master’s bed they cuddled up on each side of him and slept.
The next day Scott told Claire to kneel before him, when she did, he brought out a collar and put it on her without warning. Claire was surprised, excited, and then nervous as to what this meant. “Slave, I am putting on this collar for your protection, and as the next step for you. It has a Slave Chip in it that has your Slave Number and designates you as my slave. The chip has a battery so it will send that signal to any reader that doesn’t get too close. This means its signal will be picked up not the passive one from your implanted chip. This way when you accompany me it will be as my slave, and when you go to shopping with Amber it will be as my property. So now, to everyone, except in the eyes of the law, you’re my slave.”
Claire didn’t know how to respond, this wasn’t what she was planning on when she took up his offer to stay. But all she could say was, “Thank you Master.” For the next week Claire would take turns with Amber ‘welcoming’ their Master home, and both would please him at bedtime. The two slave girls would work together cleaning house and making meals, and chat as Sisters. Finally, Claire approached the subject of how Amber became a slave. “I was born to it, my mother was a slave and even though the children of slaves are considered free, they are second class citizens. My mother taught me from a young age that this is what I was, she taught me the Slave Mantras, Slave Positions, the importance of obedience and loving ones Master. Nothing sexual happened of course, my mother and her Master wanted me to kept a virgin for my future Master. When I turned eighteen it was the happiest day of my life to be put on the auction block to be sold to my Master and begin my life as a slave.”
One some days Claire would accompany Amber on her shopping trips, as a fellow slave. Today it was an unusually warm day for Northern England, so for a change the only clothes they wore were sandals for their feet. Previously as clothed slaves (because of the normally cool weather) they had been barely noticed. Amber would occasionally exchange a few words with a fellow slave, a shop owner or an employee that she come to know. But walking out naked was completely different, even with naked slaves on TV, movies and advertising, two completely naked women walking down the street were still noticed. In the shops a few young men and women would grab their breasts and demand they turn around for ‘inspection’. Even some of her non-slave ‘friends’ would do the same, treating them as slaves and not people. Of course, when this happened, they could not complain, but tried to laugh it off and leave as soon as possible.
For a week Claire was Scott’s Slave, to him, to Amber, and to everyone in the neighbourhood. But Claire was feeling unsatisfied with her life here, she continued to serve for a further week out of obedience, not love, or need. It finally came to a head when he came home one night.
“I have brought enslavement papers for you, and application papers to purchase you. I want this to be official and permanent now. Don’t you agree?”
“I, I, I, can’t Sir, I just can’t do it.” She sobbed and put her arms around his leg as he sat. “I’m so sorry Sir. Please forgive me.”
“Are you sure? I really hate to lose you. Did I push to fast?”
“No, no, it’s nothing you did. My God you are so understanding. It makes me feel worse leaving you now. But I have to.”
“You have been a fantastic slave, I have nothing but praise for your service. Are you sure?”
“I thank you Sir but I still don’t think slavery is what I want.”
Scott was amazed “You must have a strong will, you have been living as a real slave, not a pretend one like some girls do for their boyfriends or husbands. But you can still kneel before me and say no to your Master. Are you sure about this?”
“I think so, I’m very upset for doing this, I’m sorry I built your hopes up.”
“I am very upset about this, but I want a slave to want to serve me, not be forced to.”
“Thank you, you’re so understanding, I almost don’t deserve it.”
“I want you one last time tonight, and tomorrow, when I come home, I will unlock your collar. But until then I want you to remain as a slave.”
“Yes Master.”
That night he told Amber to stay in her kennel. Claire could see Amber was upset, and not because she was being send away for the night. That night he carried her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He covered her face with kisses massaged her breasts roughly. Moving down her body he sucked and nibbled on her breasts while he started pushing three fingers inside her. He pumped them in and out then guided them to her G spot, showering her with pleasure. Sir began using his thumb on her clitoris making her arch her back and making her breathing quicken. Pushing apart her legs as wide as possible he entered her vigorously, pumping intensely. He suddenly stopped and told her to get on all fours, as she did, he brought out lube and squirted it in her ass. They had never done anal, in fact she had never done it. He made her use her finger to push it inside her, squirting more as she did. When he judged it to be enough, he slowly pushed himself into her anus, making her draw a deep breath. “Aahh.” She whimpered as he slowly started to pump, first slowly, then more quickly until he came in her. When his cum came out of her butt hole, he ordered her to lick it up, after cleaning him off first with her mouth.
He told her to sleep on the floor, with no pillow or blanket, until needed again. Later on, in the night he awoke her to serve him again. He had her lay on top of him in the cowgirl position, so she could use her Slave Pompoir on him to best effect. He then insisted she use her Slave Pleasure on herself, knowing it leads to slaves becoming addicted to their Masters. When she did so she became overwhelmed at the pleasure it gave her.
Again, after he was done with her, she had to sleep on the floor. Claire was left alone and cold and wondering if she had made the right decision, wondering about changing her mind.
The next morning after Master had left, Amber grabbed Claire and forced her down to the basement. She brought her to the unused punishment pole and strapped her wrists above her head. Claire had been so shocked she was unable to speak, but finally she found her words. “Please, what are you doing? Let me go, please.”
Amber was clearly angry, “I welcomed you to my kennel, Master gave you a place here and you rejected him. I cannot let you hurt my Master and let it go unpunished.” She then brought out a large dildo, and brutishly rammed in her vagina causing Claire to scream. “This is no ordinary sex toy, it can give both pleasure and pain, and it’s controlled by cell phone so I can control it anywhere you are.” She then gleefully demonstrated it, started the vibrator on a low setting then up to maximum, driving the chained slave girl to convulsions of pleasure. The as Claire was getting close to orgasm, Amber shut it off.
“Please, please, let me cum, turn it on again.” Claire pleaded.
“Oh, I will, but not the way you want.” And now the slave girl went into contortions of pain, not even able to scream. Back and forth she tortured the girl by pleasuring then denying sexual pleasures finale, then back to the pain that felt like she was being stabbed from the inside. It seemed like forever but it only lasted a little over twenty minutes. She told her “I only stopped because I know he would not want me to punish you to long.” She uncuffed her victim and Claire slumped to the floor.
When she finally was able to get herself upstairs, she started packing her bags, now firm in her decision. She when tried to remove the torture device she but she unable to, she became almost frantic, desperately she went to Amber and begged her to remove it.
“It can’t be removed that easily once inserted. But it will remove itself once the reset button is pushed.” Then she smiled, “But, while it does it will randomly give you low doses of pleasure and pain until it comes out completely.” Then she pressed something on a smart phone, “I’ve pressed reset, so it will be out by tomorrow morning, but it will have its fun with you first.”
For the rest of the day Claire suffered the unexpected waves of pleasure or pain, not severe but enough to make her stop what she was doing. She decided she wouldn’t tell Scott what happened, because Amber had just scuttled his attempt to get Claire to make her change her mind. When Scott finally did come home Claire was there, standing in front of him, but not kneeling and ready to please him. “Thank you for this opportunity Scott, you have made this a special time for me and I will never forget it.” She hugged him then Amber, whispering in her ear, “I forgive you, because you did it out of love for your Master.” Amber actually cried and said she didn’t want her to go. As they hugged, she felt a wave of pleasure from her implant.
Then Scott chimed in, “Actually, I just realized you’re not Mint anymore, and since I’m not your owner I should call the Master Help Line to see if there is a penalty fee. While I do that why don’t you take a shower in my bathroom to clean yourself off.”
“Thank you so much Sir, I think I need a hot shower.”
Claire went over to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. She reveled in the hot water so much that she didn’t notice Amber joining her. “Let me clean you sister,” and she started soaping Claire’s back then washing her down. She took her arms and cleaned them while smiling at her. Then she gently washed down Claire’s chest, making her nipples erect. “Please come back sister we both want you so bad.”
Claire kissed her, “Part of me still wants to but I’m sorry.”
“Pleasure me, show me you’re still a slave.” Claire put her hand between Amber's legs, Amber did the same and said, “See your slave hot and juicy, you are a slave no matter what you say.”
Claire looked at her “I’d love to go down on you but its been such a roller coaster, I want to go back to my life.”
“No pleasure me.” she pushed Claire down and pushed her pussy in her face. She gave her a lick and then launched into it licking her lips, pushing her tongue inside her then sucking on her clit. The slave shuddered in pleasure. “More, I’m ready to cum now, one more lick and join me again.”
“No, I said I’m sorry.” then Amber pressed her pussy hard against Claire mouth and rubbed against her. She came almost immediately shivering all over.
“See you’re still one of us.”
“No, you forced it. But let’s leave it at that.”
Claire left the shower, and Amber followed her and dried her off slowly, enjoying every minute of touching her body.
“I know you’re still a real slave.” She smiled.
Claire kissed her, “Maybe someday.” She then had to suffer through waves of cramps until they subsided a minute later.
Scott came in “Well I finally got an answer, had to talk to a senior manager as they haven’t had a case like this in 16 years. There is a rather high penalty fee, but I only pay half since I’m your sponsor. You actually get to keep two thirds of the fee and the store gets the rest. Luckily, you’re not under store control or you’d only get a quarter of it. But, I should warn you the store can whip you since it’s so soon after release, but no more than 10 so that’s some relief.”
“I should go, thank you.” Claire didn’t relish facing the whip again. Using his phone, he sent the money to her Paypal account, then removed her collar.
“Oh, and your parents should get at least a quarter of your money by tradition. Well I wish you good luck, And I hope you find happiness, maybe I’ll register a reserve bid on you just in case.”
Claire dressed and left the house, not sure where her life was going. She took a bus to a small hotel for her to stay at until the device came out. While on the bus she received pleasure, she tried to keep her composure but it still made her fidget. A middle age woman recognized her, “Why are you dressed and where is your Master, Mr. Walker?”
“I was just undergoing trial slavery.” She didn’t know if that was that a real thing, hopefully the woman didn’t know either.
“After that long you should have been enslaved.”
“Look if you want to, you can take me somewhere to check my chip if you’re concerned.” It turned out they got off at the same stop. The woman insisted on taking Claire up on her suggestion. She found a policeman, and brought her to the police car where Claire had to pull down her slacks for the officer to check for a brand, then she had to take off her pullover to scan her chip. Claire no longer felt embarrassed at this inspection, as she was still obedient. Then she again felt the implant pleasure her, she tried to hide it but the old woman noticed something.
“See she’s turned on by this, she’s a slave, you can see it.” Claire tried even harder to control herself but felt herself get wet from two pleasuring sessions in a row.
“Are you all right Miss?” The middle-aged male officer asked.
The device stopped its pleasuring and Claire was able to say, “Yes, fine officer, just menstrual cramps.”
“Take her down to the slave control, they can do a better job, or just enslave her to be sure.”
“Ma’am, I think this has gone far enough, don’t you? Now both of you move along.” Instructed the officer of the law, an order Claire was more than happy to obey. She eventually checked into the hotel to wait out her unwilling companion and spent a sleepless night being abused by her battery-operated master. But she could look down to between her legs and see it ever so slowly moving out of her. It was late morning before it finally came out, with one last cruel wave of pain.
FOOTNOTE
(9) Cuppa – Cup of Tea.
All characters are over the age of eighteen years, there is no suggestion of underage sex at all.
Claire arrived back to the store in a cage, and she was defiantly not the same person she was when she first entered the store almost two weeks ago. Carol wasn’t there to process her, and a man she hadn’t seen before ordered her out of her cage. She slowly crawled out and stood up, keeping her head down in submission. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen next and wasn’t sure if it was in her hands anymore, or even if she wanted it to be.
“Turn around.” he barked. She turned around and he released her cuffs from behind her back. “OK you’re done your training, are you ready to be sold?”
Claire couldn’t think clearly anymore. But she summoned all her strength and, slowly and quietly, said, “No Master, sorry, but thank you.”
“Well you newly trained girls usually need a little time to readjust, I’ll put you in the pens and you can think it over for a couple of days. Our stock is low again anyways so there’s lots of room, and we don’t have any auctions planned anytime soon.”
“Thank you Master.” And Claire meekly entered the small kennel. “May I ask a question Master?”
“Yes, you may Slave.”
“Does Carol still work here?”
“Yes, she does, she’ll be in tomorrow.”
“Thank you Master, may I have her process me out Sir, as she did my intake?”
“Yes, I’m sure she will be glad to process you, welcome home slave.” Then he suggested, “You know, you look filthy why don’t you shower, wash your hair and shave?”
It was true. Claire did feel filthy, they didn’t give the slaves any opportunity to clean themselves at the training center. It was probably just another way to degrade them, but Claire had barely noticed her lack of hygiene because of the intensity of the training. She looked in the mirror and it was worse than she thought, she was coated in sticky sweat and her hair was horrid. She turned around and the bruises from her major whipping were fading and the few single ones she received for correction were in different stages of disappearing. But those were small and less noticeable to her now.
The clerk called out, “And make sure you shave your cunt hair, Slave girls are shaved clean.” She went to work cleaning her sweat incrusted body. She shaved her underarms, legs and then, with some trepidation, her pelvic hair. It took a lot of shampoo to clean her very long hair and the soap was very basic, but the shower made her feel more human again. When she looked at herself in the mirror again, she looked so much better. But looking at her completely bald mound, also made her feel different.
Claire laid on the air mattress and thought to herself. “Is this home? Am I a Slave now?” She tried to get her head together and slowly started remembering her life before. It seemed so alien now but she told herself she had to get back to it. To give freedom a chance, to see if she could still handle it.
She was able to sleep in late for the first time an over a week. Her kennel was locked so she had to wait till someone came by to ask a question. “Is it possible for me to walk around the mall?” she asked an older male employee.
“Well we do sometimes let women who are getting graded walk around before their appointment. However, you have to do it naked and collared. And you have to act like a slave, keep your head down if you talk to people, and don’t be at all assertive. Even if someone wants to cop a feel, you can’t do more than ask nicely that they stop. Oh, and you can’t use public bathrooms so make sure you use your litter box before you go.”
“Ok I understand.” She used her litter box with no sense of degradation as it was an improvement from the training school where simple buckets were used. She didn’t even care that he was watching her as she did so, she felt little need for privacy anymore.
When he let her out, he brought her to the service desk. “I almost forgot, a perimeter control has to be attached. You won’t be able to leave the mall as it will shock you if you try and exit through the doors.” He brought out a small metal box and locked it onto the collar and activated it. But this somehow didn’t make her feel any sense that this was unreasonable.
She walked around the mall, but found herself feeling nervous. She realized she wasn’t nervous about walking around in public naked, she barely thought about it, it felt almost natural. But she was apprehensive because she was walking around ‘free’ (as it were) with no one telling her what to do. She took deep breaths and told herself she could do this. She continued her exploration of the mall as she had seen very little of it when she entered it almost two weeks ago. She started looking in the store windows, nervous to enter one, finally she entered a classy looking book store. She started scanning over the book titles and brought one down to look at. Then a female store clerk came up to her and interrogated her, “What’s a slave looking at books for?”
She looked down and replied, “I’m just having a grading and they let me look around. I’m window shopping for later Mistress.”
“Ya, well, don’t get any uppity ideas, right now you’re nothing but a slave, no matter what you say.”
“I’m sorry Mistress, I’ll leave.” As she did the clerk gave her a pinch on the ass, which Claire knew not to respond to.
She also looked at some clothing, to the biting comments from some of the sales clerks. At one place a young man came up and started playing with her breasts. He wasn’t harsh on them, in fact Claire even found herself getting wet. Nevertheless, she finally said, “Please Sir, may I leave?”
“Sure, maybe I’ll bid on your auction later.” And left before Claire could tell him she wasn’t for sale.
She went to the main door to look outside, and a vision of freedom. She made sure not to go outside because of the collar, but she was finding the idea of freedom intimidating. As she went back to the store the woman she first saw when entering the mall so long ago saw her. “Well dearie, it looks like you got enslaved and sold like I said.”
“No Ma’am, I just got a grading and training, I’ll be free this afternoon.”
“Well there’s still time to make it permanent, girlie. Maybe stick around a bit longer and you’ll be on the block soon.”
“Yes, Ma’am, thank you. Bye.” And she walked back to the store.
The manager, Mr. Johnson was at the customer service desk when she came back to the store. He came up to her, “Well I was wondering where you were, I’ve finished your grading and you should be proud you’ve been giving the highest grade, Prime Plus. That isn’t given very often and it so exclusive it has to be verified by three other graders. Everyone was quite impressed, and Roman House sent me a message that you were a “Star” pupil, that’s an even higher award. Congratulations.”
Claire was tongue tied, she wasn’t sure to be proud, happy, or embarrassed. “Um, um, thank you Sir.” She told Mr. Johnson that she had been waiting for Carol to process her out. What she didn’t say was that she was feeling uneasy about going back to the world and felt safer here.
In the afternoon she was practicing her Slave Positions and recited her Slave Mantras. All of a sudden there was a commotion where the loading dock was. She got up and looked over and saw a bunch of naked, collared girls being hustled into the Slave Pens, their Slave Mongers were quickly scanning their chips and sorting them into their kennels. A nice-looking blond girl was put into Claire’s kennel. Claire went up to her and asked, “Can you talk?”
“Yes sister.”
“What is all this, where are you all from?”
“There was a fire at our store over in Hull, this is the closest Sam Store so we were transferred here.”
“Oh dear, was anyone hurt sister?”
“No, the fire was in the public area so we’ll be auctioned here.”
“Oh, I heard there weren’t an auction today, are they going to do it here?”
“I don’t know, were you waiting to be sold sister?
“Actually no, I just completed slave training as part of my full grading.” Claire found herself realizing that she was calling this woman ‘sister’ like she was a fellow slave.
“You’re not going to be sold with us sister?”
“I wasn’t planning on it, I wasn’t planning on any of this actually, I was just here on vacation.”
“Maybe you’ll change your mind? You are so gorgeous you’ll create a bidding war.”
Claire smiled, “Thank you, who knows they might just drag me to the block in the confusion, By the way what is your name?”
“Slave Sally 306” giving the last three numbers in her Slave Number (1). She could have given her full number but usually only the last three were used when giving a name.
“Slave Claire 562.” She responded automatically, “Well for now.”
The next morning Claire asked when Carol was coming in, “Not till the afternoon slave so cool your heels.”
Soon after all the kennels were opened one at time and the girls were ordered out of the pens. Another man Claire didn’t recognize spoke, “OK it was a bit of a rush job but we got the word out the auction will be here instead of Hull.” They then locked the girls into slave coffles of groups of six and marched them out, including Claire.
Claire was torn, shouldn’t she say something? She felt she was being pulled to the auction area more than just physically. Saying to herself, “Can I stop this, do I want to stop this?”
Customers started looking the girls over, many stopped in front of her looking her over closely. Most would ask her grade “Prime Plus Sir” she would reply, not sure what else to say. Once she blurted out, “I’m not supposed to be for sale.”
One man responded, “You are now.”
Soon the first girl was on the block doing her squats while the auctioneer started the bidding. “OK, lets hear £5000 British Pounds for this good quality slave, £5000 anyone?” A bidder raised his sign. “£5000 I have £5000, do I hear £5500 do I hear £5500.”
“£5500.” someone called out.
“£5500 do I hear £6000?” called out the auctioneer.
“£6000.”
“£6000, thank you sir, do I hear £7000?”
“£6500 and that all she’s worth.” Was a reply.
“£6500, do I hear £7000, £7000? Come on this fine piece of slave flesh is worth more than that. £7000, £7000, Anyone? Going once, going twice, SOLD for £6500!”
The next girl mounted the auction block, but a slave monger had to use his whip to get her too, she was obviously an unwilling slave. She was in tears and terrified, but again the bids came, again another slave was sold. One girl after the other went this way. Claire saw the line ahead get shorter and shorter
Then the man she first saw upon returning came to take the first girl in Claire’s Slave Coffle. Taking her to the auction block. Claire though, “This is it, I’m going to be sold and I can’t stop it.” Then Claire saw Sally go on the block having to be reminded with the whip to do her slave squats to show off to the customers. She sold for £8500. But when her auction was over the monger came over to her, she managed to say “Sir, Sir remember me?”
“It would be hard to forget a girl like you, what’s your problem?”
“I was waiting for Carol to process me out.”
“Isn’t that what’s happening?”
With all her strength Claire finally said, “I’m supposed to be released Sir.”
He came over to her and read her chip “So you’re right, I’ll have to secure you to the side. back bracelets.” he commanded and automatically she turned around and put her wrist together to be cuffed. He then unlocked her from the coffle and taken to sit on the ground off to the side. There were few moans of disappointment in the crowd. She sat there watching the other girls get auctioned, almost wanting to stand up and join them. Then a familiar face showed up.
Carol came up her, “Well, well, well, I almost missed your big day.” Claire looked up to her savior.
“Sorry Mistress, could you please process me out?”
“I would be remiss in my duty’s if I didn’t urge you to join them, You’re all ready as well as Slave Hot and Juicy.”
“Thank you, Mistress, but I should go.”
“As you wish, but you’re rejecting what you are now.” She motioned Claire to get up and follow her. A few customers called out “Come back” but soon she was back in the main store where this had all begun.
“Don’t forget to keep us updated.” Then added, “Don’t forget we have first right to sell you and you’ll still be listed as ‘Paroled’ and we’re your Slave Administrator.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“You can drop the ‘Mistress’ part now.”
“Yes Mis… Carol.” Claire corrected herself.
Claire got up from the bench she had been sitting on, “Haven’t you forgotten something?” Carol reminded her. Claire looked at her questioningly, “Your clothes, collar and luggage silly.”
Claire had almost forgot about wearing clothes. Carol went over to the lockers and retrieved Claire’s effects. She then unlocked her collar and placed the chip reader against her breast. “OK you’re all done you can now leave.” Claire ran her hands over her uncollared neck and felt naked without her collar. She looked at the woman uncertain. “Oh, I know you’re scared to go back to the free world, but don’t worry we’re here when you need to return.” Saying ‘when’ not ‘if’.
Claire now slowly walked out of the store, pausing at the exit, then took a very deliberate step to freedom.
She found a nearby hotel to stay in, deciding not to unpack, but live out of the suitcase. She was sitting on her bed, not sure what to do now, not sure about making her own decisions anymore. Trying to lie down and sleep didn’t work; she had a idea and undressed, used a belt for a collar, and went into the Slave Cage included with the room and slept in there. (2) “Yes, this feel better.” She said to herself.
The next day she called the Slave Store. Carol was there again and of course she asked if she had changed her mind.
“No, I just wanted to ask where Scott Walker and Slave Amber lived, I wanted to see them.”
“No problem I’m sure he would love to see you.”
Claire went over to his house. It wasn’t large but it was nice and comfortable looking. She went up and rang the bell. Scott opened the door and recognized her immediately. He brought her into the living room and brought her tea. “Well I am glad to see you, so you’ve completed your training?”
“Yes Sir, and thank you Sir, for paying for all of that.”
“And what Grade did you finally get.”
Claire beamed, “Prime Plus Sir.”
“Oh, I’m not surprised, Amber come here.”
Quickly the naked slave came in, “Oh I’m glad to see you again, but you’re still free Sister?” Sounding disappointed.
“Yes.” almost saying, “For now.”
Scott said, “We have a special girl here now, she’s rated Prime Plus.”
“Oh, that is wonderful, you must be a natural.”
Claire beamed with pride and she almost wanted to strip and serve Scott right there, but was able to resist, barely. “I just wanted to thank you so much for this opportunity Sir.”
“Well you deserved it.”
Amber came up beside her “You should thank him properly Sister.” Scott ran his hand on the side of Claire’s head and she pushed against it. They went to the bedroom and Amber started undressing her. No longer shy Claire started undressing Scott. Then he kneeled and started licking his seven-inch cock.
“Mmmm, that is very good.” declared Scott and he was soon hard. She licked the tip of his cock head, then his balls and up his shaft. She slid the head between her lips and into her mouth, using both her lips and tongue to pleasure it. Then letting the whole manhood glide down into her throat as she had been taught, having to give up breathing so she could satisfy his sexual needs. Finally, she had to pull back for air. Then they all laid on the bed with Claire to his right, Amber to his left, then they started licking his cock from both sides. Amber switched to sucking his cock while Claire sucked on his balls. Scott looked at Claire, “Lay back, I want to be your first one and take your virginity.” Claire laid back immediately and open he legs in anticipation. He laid on top of her and slowly entered her to the sound of her moans. She felt a small pain when he broke her hymen, but she soon forgot it as he slowly started moving back and forth inside her. All the while Amber was rubbing Claire clitoris to heighten her pleasure.
“Oh yes, yes, thank you Master.” she recited from her training. Claire started using Slave Pompoir (3) on Scott and he felt a wave of pleasure and started moaning too. Faster and faster he pumped her and soon Claire was close to coming. He grabbed her and rolled on his back and Claire started riding him, while behind her Amber had her arms around her massaging her breasts. Her started using her Slave Pleasure techniques (4) on herself and after he came, she made herself cum hard while the slave mantras echoed in her head.
Afterwards, she recited as she had been taught, “I thank you for my pleasure and for letting me pleasure you, were you happy with my service?”
“Yes, I was very pleased with your service, you have learned well. Why don’t you stay for a while, maybe permanently if you wish?”
“Sam’s has the first right to auction me now, I don’t think I can sell myself privately to you.”
“I’m sure it’s not a problem, just have to pay them a private sale price.”
“Look, I don’t think I want to be a slave, but maybe I will stay for a while, I am finding it hard being on my own and making decisions.”
“That’s because you’re a slave now because of your training. I found out they accidently sent you to Roman House, and they only turn out slaves.”
“They did break me, I’m just barely holding on, I want to be someplace safe and maybe you’re it.”
“Yes, this can be your safe space, for as long as you like.”
Claire threw her arms around him, “Thank you…” she almost said “Master”.
“I do have an extra bedroom, and Amber really never stays in her kennel, she’s either doing household chores or being with me. So, if you need to use it you can.”
“Thank you again. Am going to try to sleep in a bed, but I have to go to the hotel to get my bags and check out.”
“I’ll take you there in my car, Amber will help you pack.”
“Thank you again, you have been so caring. No wonder Amber is so devoted to you.” Amber blushed at this.
They went to her hotel, Claire no longer thought that it was strange she was in the company of lovely naked slave. Claire even thought she should be naked and collared herself. Amber insisted on doing all the work packing for her new companion, even dragging the suitcase for her. At the hotel desk Scott insisted on paying the bill, “Think of it as a down payment.” Claire went red, but not embarrassment but with happiness. Behind her Amber hugged her and said, “Lets go home Sister.”
Once ‘home’, Claire put her clothes away in the extra bedroom. After a while she realized she was unconsciously planning a longer stay that just a couple of days. She came downstairs and Scott was sitting on a big comfy chair with Amber curled up beside him watching “Midsummer Murders” on ITV. Claire made a mental note that was “his” chair and she wouldn’t sit in it. She watched a bit of the show, but when the slave girl got up and went to the kitchen, she followed her and insisted on helping with making supper. “Can you cook?”
“Yes, my mon taught me, I’m no chef so no fancy meals though, just regular food, and some peasant food handed down through the family.”
“What kind of peasant food?”
“Well there’s Perogies, that’s potatoes and cheese and sometimes bacon sealed in dough, and boiled, baked or fried. Then there are Cabbage Rolls, hamburger and rice wrapped in boiled cabbage leaves, and cooked in tomato sauce.”
“Sounds interesting, maybe you can make some one day.”
“Only if Master OK’s it.” She realized she had referred to Scott as “Master” and became embarrassed.
“Don’t be upset, he’ll be a good master for you, I would welcome you into my kennel.” (7)
“Thank you very much.” Not understanding what was being offered.
Claire sat at the table with Scott, while Amber ate on the floor, but eating the same food. Claire thought she might be doing the same soon. After supper she insisted on helping with dishes. She sat on the couch and watched the Snooker Championships with him. It didn’t interest her but she was a guest and didn’t want to be demanding. After an hour she made her excuses, and went to her room. He had given her the Wi-Fi password so she was able to use her laptop. E-mailing her friends and family that she was in good shape and having a good time. She visited some of her favorite sites like YouTube and her Facebook page, decided not to update about her slave grading and training, of course she didn’t have any pictures of it, though she knew others would. Curious she searched for pictures others had taken from her grading and at the auction. She found a few from her grading (8) and one of her in the Slave coffle at the auction. “I guess the secret’s out.” but looking at the Facebook members who had uploaded them, they luckily had only a few friends. “Well hopefully it won’t get spread far and wide.” She then downloaded the pictures for herself.
She had a restless sleep, but was determined to sleep in a bed, not the floor or a cot, like in a kennel. She did finally fall asleep, having dreams of slavery and dreams of freedom, and home. When she woke up, she was shocked that it was 10am. She had never slept in that late, but she felt so much better, physically and mentally. She came down and apologised rather sheepishly about her late awakening. “I am not surprised Sister, you have been through the wringer. I remember what slave training can be like.” Claire though about what kind of experiences Amber had going through the Slavery System, and wondered what had she been before and how did she get here? Questions for another day she decided. She had phoned her family and they were relieved to hear from her of course, wondering what she had been doing. She had joked she had been dragged into a spy mission and had gone undercover.
After having a lunch, she made herself, of some yogurt, strawberries, and cheese (asking first if she could take them). She asked about her sister’s schedule while her master was gone. “I clean the house, shop for groceries, cook the meals and so forth.” She replied.
“How do you buy groceries, are you allowed money?”
“I’m allowed a little money, but for groceries I have a Slave Debit account tied to my Slave Chip. The shops I can use it are pre-authorized, they just scan my chip and they’re paid.”
“That’s kind of cool.” Claire said as she smiled.
She asked about nearby shops and parks, but later on when she tried to visit them, she felt overwhelmed and unprotected. She came home nervous and not sure what to do, deciding she would start with just short walks to acclimatize herself to being outside, unprotected.
After the Master came home and Amber greeted him with her mouth, he decided to talk to Claire, with Amber beside her.
“You’ve been her a couple of days, have you made any decisions?”
“Not really, I’m still finding my footing.”
“I think someone has to make some decisions for you. I do this for your own good. From now on, while you stay here, you will be naked, and serve me alongside Amber, that is an order.”
Claire didn’t know what to think, she immediately said, “Yes Sir.” But there was a lack of enthusiasm for the idea. She immediately undressed in front of them, not trying to hide her body.
“You will live like Amber, you will be in my bed or in the kennel at night. You will sit on the floor and obey me. But do not worry I will not demand you sexually serve me right away, but I would be good for you if you did.”
Head down she replied, “Yes Master.”
“Welcome to my kennel sister.” Receiving Claire onto her new “home”, but in a different way. Claire started her new life by sitting on the floor by her new Master.
That night she asked to serve her Master. He smiled and sent Amber to her kennel, Amber looked a little jealous but obeyed without complaint. She followed behind Scott to the bedroom. He stood there and it took a few seconds for Claire to realize she should undress her Master. Claire unloosed his tie, and put it away, undid his shoes and removed his socks, placing the shoes in his closet and the socks in the wash basket. The slave girl took off his blazer and hung it up, removed his pants and did the same. She slowly undid his shirt and also placed it in the wash. Then she began by starting to kiss him on the lips then kissing her way down his chest, licking both his nipples. After she pulled down his underpants, the girl kissed the head of his penis, then licking around the head soliciting sounds of pleasure from her Master. Slowly letting the cock head slide between her lips, she had her tongue go to work. Soon he was fully erect and it almost pleaded to enter her. Guiding him on to the bed, laying on his back, Claire mounted on top of him. She moved up and down letting the manhood slide inside her, then stopped, and concentrated, soon Scott again felt the amazing ability she had learned, becoming a human vibrator for him. Soon it starting to make him to jerk in a violent orgasm. After he had finished, she went down and cleaned him off with her mouth. Asking if she could use the bathroom to clean herself, and after she came back and asked, “Can I bring Amber here to the bedroom Master? I don’t want her to feel she’s being replaced.”
“You’re a good Sister to her, please bring her here.” Amber was surprised to see her sister, but was happy when she found out why she had come. Back in their Master’s bed they cuddled up on each side of him and slept.
The next day Scott told Claire to kneel before him, when she did, he brought out a collar and put it on her without warning. Claire was surprised, excited, and then nervous as to what this meant. “Slave, I am putting on this collar for your protection, and as the next step for you. It has a Slave Chip in it that has your Slave Number and designates you as my slave. The chip has a battery so it will send that signal to any reader that doesn’t get too close. This means its signal will be picked up not the passive one from your implanted chip. This way when you accompany me it will be as my slave, and when you go to shopping with Amber it will be as my property. So now, to everyone, except in the eyes of the law, you’re my slave.”
Claire didn’t know how to respond, this wasn’t what she was planning on when she took up his offer to stay. But all she could say was, “Thank you Master.” For the next week Claire would take turns with Amber ‘welcoming’ their Master home, and both would please him at bedtime. The two slave girls would work together cleaning house and making meals, and chat as Sisters. Finally, Claire approached the subject of how Amber became a slave. “I was born to it, my mother was a slave and even though the children of slaves are considered free, they are second class citizens. My mother taught me from a young age that this is what I was, she taught me the Slave Mantras, Slave Positions, the importance of obedience and loving ones Master. Nothing sexual happened of course, my mother and her Master wanted me to kept a virgin for my future Master. When I turned eighteen it was the happiest day of my life to be put on the auction block to be sold to my Master and begin my life as a slave.”
One some days Claire would accompany Amber on her shopping trips, as a fellow slave. Today it was an unusually warm day for Northern England, so for a change the only clothes they wore were sandals for their feet. Previously as clothed slaves (because of the normally cool weather) they had been barely noticed. Amber would occasionally exchange a few words with a fellow slave, a shop owner or an employee that she come to know. But walking out naked was completely different, even with naked slaves on TV, movies and advertising, two completely naked women walking down the street were still noticed. In the shops a few young men and women would grab their breasts and demand they turn around for ‘inspection’. Even some of her non-slave ‘friends’ would do the same, treating them as slaves and not people. Of course, when this happened, they could not complain, but tried to laugh it off and leave as soon as possible.
For a week Claire was Scott’s Slave, to him, to Amber, and to everyone in the neighbourhood. But Claire was feeling unsatisfied with her life here, she continued to serve for a further week out of obedience, not love, or need. It finally came to a head when he came home one night.
“I have brought enslavement papers for you, and application papers to purchase you. I want this to be official and permanent now. Don’t you agree?”
“I, I, I, can’t Sir, I just can’t do it.” She sobbed and put her arms around his leg as he sat. “I’m so sorry Sir. Please forgive me.”
“Are you sure? I really hate to lose you. Did I push to fast?”
“No, no, it’s nothing you did. My God you are so understanding. It makes me feel worse leaving you now. But I have to.”
“You have been a fantastic slave, I have nothing but praise for your service. Are you sure?”
“I thank you Sir but I still don’t think slavery is what I want.”
Scott was amazed “You must have a strong will, you have been living as a real slave, not a pretend one like some girls do for their boyfriends or husbands. But you can still kneel before me and say no to your Master. Are you sure about this?”
“I think so, I’m very upset for doing this, I’m sorry I built your hopes up.”
“I am very upset about this, but I want a slave to want to serve me, not be forced to.”
“Thank you, you’re so understanding, I almost don’t deserve it.”
“I want you one last time tonight, and tomorrow, when I come home, I will unlock your collar. But until then I want you to remain as a slave.”
“Yes Master.”
That night he told Amber to stay in her kennel. Claire could see Amber was upset, and not because she was being send away for the night. That night he carried her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He covered her face with kisses massaged her breasts roughly. Moving down her body he sucked and nibbled on her breasts while he started pushing three fingers inside her. He pumped them in and out then guided them to her G spot, showering her with pleasure. Sir began using his thumb on her clitoris making her arch her back and making her breathing quicken. Pushing apart her legs as wide as possible he entered her vigorously, pumping intensely. He suddenly stopped and told her to get on all fours, as she did, he brought out lube and squirted it in her ass. They had never done anal, in fact she had never done it. He made her use her finger to push it inside her, squirting more as she did. When he judged it to be enough, he slowly pushed himself into her anus, making her draw a deep breath. “Aahh.” She whimpered as he slowly started to pump, first slowly, then more quickly until he came in her. When his cum came out of her butt hole, he ordered her to lick it up, after cleaning him off first with her mouth.
He told her to sleep on the floor, with no pillow or blanket, until needed again. Later on, in the night he awoke her to serve him again. He had her lay on top of him in the cowgirl position, so she could use her Slave Pompoir on him to best effect. He then insisted she use her Slave Pleasure on herself, knowing it leads to slaves becoming addicted to their Masters. When she did so she became overwhelmed at the pleasure it gave her.
Again, after he was done with her, she had to sleep on the floor. Claire was left alone and cold and wondering if she had made the right decision, wondering about changing her mind.
The next morning after Master had left, Amber grabbed Claire and forced her down to the basement. She brought her to the unused punishment pole and strapped her wrists above her head. Claire had been so shocked she was unable to speak, but finally she found her words. “Please, what are you doing? Let me go, please.”
Amber was clearly angry, “I welcomed you to my kennel, Master gave you a place here and you rejected him. I cannot let you hurt my Master and let it go unpunished.” She then brought out a large dildo, and brutishly rammed in her vagina causing Claire to scream. “This is no ordinary sex toy, it can give both pleasure and pain, and it’s controlled by cell phone so I can control it anywhere you are.” She then gleefully demonstrated it, started the vibrator on a low setting then up to maximum, driving the chained slave girl to convulsions of pleasure. The as Claire was getting close to orgasm, Amber shut it off.
“Please, please, let me cum, turn it on again.” Claire pleaded.
“Oh, I will, but not the way you want.” And now the slave girl went into contortions of pain, not even able to scream. Back and forth she tortured the girl by pleasuring then denying sexual pleasures finale, then back to the pain that felt like she was being stabbed from the inside. It seemed like forever but it only lasted a little over twenty minutes. She told her “I only stopped because I know he would not want me to punish you to long.” She uncuffed her victim and Claire slumped to the floor.
When she finally was able to get herself upstairs, she started packing her bags, now firm in her decision. She when tried to remove the torture device she but she unable to, she became almost frantic, desperately she went to Amber and begged her to remove it.
“It can’t be removed that easily once inserted. But it will remove itself once the reset button is pushed.” Then she smiled, “But, while it does it will randomly give you low doses of pleasure and pain until it comes out completely.” Then she pressed something on a smart phone, “I’ve pressed reset, so it will be out by tomorrow morning, but it will have its fun with you first.”
For the rest of the day Claire suffered the unexpected waves of pleasure or pain, not severe but enough to make her stop what she was doing. She decided she wouldn’t tell Scott what happened, because Amber had just scuttled his attempt to get Claire to make her change her mind. When Scott finally did come home Claire was there, standing in front of him, but not kneeling and ready to please him. “Thank you for this opportunity Scott, you have made this a special time for me and I will never forget it.” She hugged him then Amber, whispering in her ear, “I forgive you, because you did it out of love for your Master.” Amber actually cried and said she didn’t want her to go. As they hugged, she felt a wave of pleasure from her implant.
Then Scott chimed in, “Actually, I just realized you’re not Mint anymore, and since I’m not your owner I should call the Master Help Line to see if there is a penalty fee. While I do that why don’t you take a shower in my bathroom to clean yourself off.”
“Thank you so much Sir, I think I need a hot shower.”
Claire went over to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. She reveled in the hot water so much that she didn’t notice Amber joining her. “Let me clean you sister,” and she started soaping Claire’s back then washing her down. She took her arms and cleaned them while smiling at her. Then she gently washed down Claire’s chest, making her nipples erect. “Please come back sister we both want you so bad.”
Claire kissed her, “Part of me still wants to but I’m sorry.”
“Pleasure me, show me you’re still a slave.” Claire put her hand between Amber's legs, Amber did the same and said, “See your slave hot and juicy, you are a slave no matter what you say.”
Claire looked at her “I’d love to go down on you but its been such a roller coaster, I want to go back to my life.”
“No pleasure me.” she pushed Claire down and pushed her pussy in her face. She gave her a lick and then launched into it licking her lips, pushing her tongue inside her then sucking on her clit. The slave shuddered in pleasure. “More, I’m ready to cum now, one more lick and join me again.”
“No, I said I’m sorry.” then Amber pressed her pussy hard against Claire mouth and rubbed against her. She came almost immediately shivering all over.
“See you’re still one of us.”
“No, you forced it. But let’s leave it at that.”
Claire left the shower, and Amber followed her and dried her off slowly, enjoying every minute of touching her body.
“I know you’re still a real slave.” She smiled.
Claire kissed her, “Maybe someday.” She then had to suffer through waves of cramps until they subsided a minute later.
Scott came in “Well I finally got an answer, had to talk to a senior manager as they haven’t had a case like this in 16 years. There is a rather high penalty fee, but I only pay half since I’m your sponsor. You actually get to keep two thirds of the fee and the store gets the rest. Luckily, you’re not under store control or you’d only get a quarter of it. But, I should warn you the store can whip you since it’s so soon after release, but no more than 10 so that’s some relief.”
“I should go, thank you.” Claire didn’t relish facing the whip again. Using his phone, he sent the money to her Paypal account, then removed her collar.
“Oh, and your parents should get at least a quarter of your money by tradition. Well I wish you good luck, And I hope you find happiness, maybe I’ll register a reserve bid on you just in case.”
Claire dressed and left the house, not sure where her life was going. She took a bus to a small hotel for her to stay at until the device came out. While on the bus she received pleasure, she tried to keep her composure but it still made her fidget. A middle age woman recognized her, “Why are you dressed and where is your Master, Mr. Walker?”
“I was just undergoing trial slavery.” She didn’t know if that was that a real thing, hopefully the woman didn’t know either.
“After that long you should have been enslaved.”
“Look if you want to, you can take me somewhere to check my chip if you’re concerned.” It turned out they got off at the same stop. The woman insisted on taking Claire up on her suggestion. She found a policeman, and brought her to the police car where Claire had to pull down her slacks for the officer to check for a brand, then she had to take off her pullover to scan her chip. Claire no longer felt embarrassed at this inspection, as she was still obedient. Then she again felt the implant pleasure her, she tried to hide it but the old woman noticed something.
“See she’s turned on by this, she’s a slave, you can see it.” Claire tried even harder to control herself but felt herself get wet from two pleasuring sessions in a row.
“Are you all right Miss?” The middle-aged male officer asked.
The device stopped its pleasuring and Claire was able to say, “Yes, fine officer, just menstrual cramps.”
“Take her down to the slave control, they can do a better job, or just enslave her to be sure.”
“Ma’am, I think this has gone far enough, don’t you? Now both of you move along.” Instructed the officer of the law, an order Claire was more than happy to obey. She eventually checked into the hotel to wait out her unwilling companion and spent a sleepless night being abused by her battery-operated master. But she could look down to between her legs and see it ever so slowly moving out of her. It was late morning before it finally came out, with one last cruel wave of pain.
FOOTNOTE
(9) Cuppa – Cup of Tea.