A volunteer and a sale

Thank you for calling Spellbook Slaves, how may I help you?

This is a little complex, so let me explain. My husband and I have a girlfriend that I want to enslave but I don’t want dear hubby to get her and I don’t want to risk his revenge so after she is converted, I want to volunteer my self. Can you do that?  And if you can can you send some one here to pick us up in the next 90 minutes or so?

Sure, but you do understand that you husband can buy either of you back if he finds out where the sale is.

I’m willing to take that risk.

OK, let me get some information then.  Name of the converted?

Becky Benson

OK, Name of the requester?

Marlene Mann

OK, Marlene, I’m going to need a copy of  a  government issued photo ID,  and some proof that you have had consensual sex with the converted three times in the last 30 days.  A timed stamped video for a smart phone will do.  And because you are also female, it needs to be with a strap-on, oral sex , a hand held device or digital stimulation doesn’t count.   Another issue is that it can’t be with your husband, as group sex counts as a performance, which isn’t allowed for person of personal contact reasons.

So you need 3 videos of me fucking the slut.  Does ridding her ass with a 10 inch strap-on count?  Or does it have to be in the slut’s cunt?

No, any hole will do.  You can email all those to office@spellbookslaves.com.

A few moments pass while the video and copy of id is uploaded.

A volunteer and a sale
A volunteer and a sale

OK, that seems clear enough.   I’ve started the conversion process now.   How much do you want for her?  Don’t forget you have to pay a $500 tax on the transaction.

Oh, I hadn’t thought about that.  How about a dollar?

You mean five hundred and one?

No, I mean a dollar.   Hank can deal with the tax, after all the account is in his name first, and I only have limited access to it.

OK then.   <clicky-click>  She’s converted.  You said you wanted to volunteer for conversion yourself.   Let me do some copy and pasting here…  <clicky-click> OK, Marlene Mann, a free woman with out a Mistress license, you wish to be converted to a person of limited rights?

Yes, I do. 

OK, I’m sending a van out to pick both of you up.  Please have the front door unlocked when they arrive. 

 

 

Meet Steven and Betsy

Snuff a bitch
Snuff a bitch

Steven? Is that you? I’m in the bathroom. Your package came, they said they were early.  I signed for it.

Ah, it’s not what you think Betsy.

I think it’s sweet that you got another blonde with big tits.  Just like me.  That’s sweet.  You want to know what else came in the mail? Remember that class I took back in July?  Well, my final grades came back and I qualify as a “Mistress” now.  I registered as one as soon as I had the final grade codes.  Aren’t you proud of me?  Oh, that’s right, you didn’t know about that class.  Want to know one of the things they taught us?  Slave transfer laws.  Did you know that if a slave is delivered, ownership goes to a “qualified member of the household sighing for the slave, unless otherwise noted on the delivery papers.”  Guess who is a qualified member of the household now?  I hope you didn’t pay to much for my snuff toy…”

Your snuff toy?

Yes, dear, I’ve knocked her out with that chloroform you thought I didn’t know about and I’m tying her up in the bath tub.  I’m going to slowly fill the tub up with cold water, until the bitch drowns.  Then I’m going out for drinks and maybe a call to my lawyer, unless you can tell me why I shouldn’t

I bought her for you, as a graduation present.  I told you it wasn’t what you thought.  I noticed what class you were taking when I looked at the credit card bill.  Granted I had to go on the school’s website to find out what the code meant, but, yes I’m proud of you dear.

Ah, that’s sweet.   Thank you Steven.  Want to watch her drown?

Will you blow me as she dies?

Of course dear.

Hillsburg Kansas Joins the WSA2000, 17 years late.

“Come here Misty, I’ve got something for you…”

What the hell does he want now?  Oh gross, he’s got it out.   I’ll bet he wants me to suck on it.  Like that’s going to happen.

“Misty Steele, did you happen to notice the new place on Broadway and 4th?”

No, hunky buns, I didn’t.

Didn’t think she would.  Not the part of town she likes.  Granted there isn’t a lot of town around here too like.   Not my problems

Well, it’s one of those “White Slave” places like they have in big towns.  Looks like middle of nowhere Kansas has finely joined the 21st century in America.

Why would I care about that?

Oh?  Thinking of buying a slave to help around the house?

Not really, but I have been thinking about selling a slave, then maybe getting an another.

He wouldn’t dare…

Yeah, Ms. Steele, if I don’t get the best blowjob I’ve ever had in the next 5 minutes I’m going to be about $750 richer.

You!  No, You can’t mean that!

Yes, Misty, I mean it.  I mean it so much I’ve already called you in.   All I got to do now is wait for the pickup guy to arrive.  I told them that there was a chance I might back out, but, well, I don’t see any lips on my cock, so I’m thinking I’m not going to back out of the deal.

John!  You, Let me show you…

Blow like your freedom depended on it.
Blow like your freedom depended on it.

Yeah, that got her sucking alright.   Not that it’s going to matter.  Not that I’m telling her that.

Oh, yeah, that’s right, do it like you did when you were a cheerleader… Oh Yeah, that’s it.  More…  Deeper…  Oh, yeah.

Oh this is so gross.  He can’t be serious.  Why is he looking at the clock?

Oh, Yeah, so good.   So good… Ah, ah  Ahhh   Swallow it bitch!!!  Ah!!

Gross.  I can’t believe he came in my mouth.

Well, you did make me cum before your time ran out, but that wasn’t the best blow job I’ve had.  Your sister sucks a lot better.  Hell, my secretary sucks better, so yeah, in a few minutes, I’m trading you for a prepaid debit card, loaded with $750.