Buying the Management at The Torture Channel

Wednesday morning, Spellbook Slaves

Hey boss man, what exactly is your beef with The Torture Channel?

Well, there are two reasons. One, they got me in a terrible contract back when they set up a local branch in Eastlake. Two, I really don’t get along with most of their local management over many of their business practices. I mean, yeah back when this was all new, they made sense, but not now, twenty-four years into women slavery. I mean I did some of those things then, but I changed with the times, they haven’t. I have gotten over the contract, but their local management team makes dealing with them a no-go.

Well, I know you don’t keep up with the media, but did you know that they just fired all the male management and converted all the female management? Every one lower than C level management and above film director. Seems that something has gone wrong with their market share, and they decided that a complete shake up was called for. Eight of the local ex-management now slaves are going on public sale this Friday. Just thought you might like to know.

Hell yes! I wanted to hear that! We will buy all eight!

Do you mean bid on all eight?

No, I mean buy them. As long as the bids stay under seven thousand five hundred, we are winning the bidding wars. I’ve got a rainy day fund set aside for things like this.

You’ve got a sixty thousand dollar rain day fund? What the hell?

No, it’s about twice that, but sixty thou is all I’m willing to spend on them. But I bet that they go for under a thousand each. Not that many folks that have my level of anger at them. Maybe some parents whose daughters got caught up in an enslavement trap and snuffed painfully on camera. There may be a lot of those, but most of them are not local, and I’ll bet they aren’t willing to bid that high. Parents with a grudge about daughters being enslaved tend to be not rich. Anyway, TTC does most of their trapping out of the metro area.

What are we going to do with them? There are sort of over the hill, and I’ll bet they aren’t good for sex slaves.

Gonna have a weekly streaming video snuff show every Friday. Then have their worthless bodies made into dog food or something equally useless or trivial.

You know there isn’t a dog food plant in Eastlake, right?

Yeah, that might make turning them into dog food a bit little tricky. We’ll have one of the schools make them in to stew meat and sell it for a fundraiser.

The TTC Management Now Slaves

Adrienne Lee, the Executive Producer (left) and Nita Lee, her twin sister, the Assistant Executive Producer (right).

Sloan Perez the Manager of Production (blue tape), Phoebe Craig the Talent Manager (minimal bondage).

Sloan Gilbert Head of Marketing, (blue ball gag), Phoebe Goodwin Head of Talents (red ball gag), Noemi Kennedy Head of Legal (black ball gag), Celina Robinson, Head of Accounting (white ball gag)

Friday Morning, TTC Auction Hall

OK, quiet down. We aren’t starting with our normal auction where we sell off slaves that have been broken under torture, that will come later, at four o’clock. I know that is an hour after normal, but we do have this auction to do. These slaves for bid haven’t even been whipped! Maybe should have when the rating started to slip! Of course, they free women back them. Not so now. Amazingly, not a one of them got a mistress license even though it would have made some aspects of her work easier, plus saved her from conversion. Their failure, our sale. No, these slaves are being sold as punishment for the failure of the TTC local management to gain and keep market share. This is not the only TTC management auction, all the other local branches are having their own. Of course, we can’t enslave the male staff, but we can fire them and make sure they don’t work in this industry again. Now these slaves have skills, sort of, but if you aren’t running a media company, and you don’t mind not getting market share, then they really don’t have any useful skills. Well maybe the accountant and the lawyer, their skills aren’t really tied to the media industry. Actually, I’m not sure why they were enslaved, they didn’t have anything to do with the market, but orders from corporate HQ are orders, and they included them in the enslavement memo, so there they are, in the lineup.

All that being said, let’s talk about the slaves themselves. They are over the hill, but still attractive in that MILF sort of way, but not cream of the crop. They have not been sex tested in the past five years, if even then. Water cooler gossip is that they aren’t good at sucking cock, but that just gossip, but it’s all we got to go on. The highest attractiveness grade for them is B minus, and they have not been real meat graded. Obviously, they weren’t twink graded!

So we are going to start at the top, with Adrienne Lee, the Executive Producer. It was under her guidance, if you can call it that, that TTC lost even local market share. Even the live audience attendance was down. She’s been graded at B minus, and those tits are fake. So she’s useless as a spit roast as she’s not FDA legal due to her silicone tits, plus who wants to spit roast a B minus? This isn’t two thousand three, when spitting was new and everybody wanted to see it! She could be sold as a snuff slave, but look at her! Not really young enough to be any good for that, or we would have snuffed her on the channel. Again, not two thousand one when snuffing was new. So we are starting her bid at one hundred.

Oh, yeah, we are getting some of them cheap. Good!

Do I hear one hundred? OK, one fifty. OK, two hundred? Two fifty? Three hundred? OK, three fifty? No, Going once, going twice, going three times, fair warning, sold to paddle 578

This is way below what a slave, even a middle age one, should go for. The TTC upper management want to make sure they knew that they were thought of as useless trash. This was their last bit of degrading them. It worked.

I told you she was going to go cheap. They all but said she’s a useless piece of meat. Let’s hope the rest of them are as cheap.

OK, next we have Nita Lee, her twin sister, the Assistant Executive Producer. Everything I said about her sister applies to her as well, if anything worse than Adrienne, as Nita’s shows had the largest loss of market share of them all. Starting at seventy-five.

Nita ended up being sold for two fifty, Sloan for three hundred, Phoebe for nine hundred. The main bidder against Spellbook for Phoebe was a local man and wife. They didn’t bid on any of the other slaves. Emilee and Harleigh sold for one thousand five hundred each, more in line with their skill set. Noemi and Celina sold for two hundred, with a starting price of fifty. Spellbook slaves was the highest bidder on all of them. The bidders caught on that TTC wanted them sold for as little as possible, so apart from Emilee and Harleigh there wasn’t much actual biding. Most of the bidders were waiting for the normal Friday afternoon auction for tortured slaves, which is why they were here anyway. Not to bid on some over the hill executives, budgets were a little tight, it’s not the slave selling time of year, so there wasn’t much ready cash to spend.

Hmm. Might not snuff the accountant and lawyer, paid real slave prices for them. We can use their skills in house and maybe drop our accounting and legal consultants. Degrade the fuck out of them, of course, but perhaps keep them alive. Not going to tell them that until the last two weeks, however. By making them last, it will give me time to decide about snuffing them or not. Hey, go find out why there was such an active bidder for the talent manager. There must be some reason.

Seems that they are local parents, the Ayers, and they believe that Phoebe had tricked their only daughter, Patty, into being converted and then tortured to death.

OK, let me go talk to them.

Mr. and Mrs. Ayers? I’m Mike West, owner of Spellbook Slave, and I’m the one that won the bidding for Phoebe, the talent manager. I just wanted to tell you that I intend to snuff her in the most horrible way I can think of, and I invite you to be present when it happens.

Oh, thank you sir, do you have any idea on how you’re going to snuff the bitch? She skinned Patty alive over the course of several hours. I’ve seen parts of the show and it was horrible. I mean, I get it, slaves are slaves, and they can be played with any way their owner likes, but this seemed a bit beyond the pale. Patty was our only daughter and Lucy, my wife, had cancer of the uterus right after Patty was born so she can’t have anymore.

If I don’t think of something worse than slowly skinning her alive, then that is what I’ll do to her. Her snuff will be livestreamed on as many platforms as possible and be available afterword on all the popular video platforms. Given her current fame now, I suspect that her snuff will have more watcher than Patty’s did. Peculiarly, if I do it soon, while the public is still watching the TTC management getting snuffed. TTC tells me that they are going to market it heavily, for what good that will do. I can’t bring back your daughter, but I can make her killer pay.

That was sort of out of character for you boss.

Not really. I don’t use enslavement traps anymore, and I haven’t used them since I broke my contract with TTC back in oh four. I try not to enslave only daughters unless she is a volunteer, and even then, I try to talk her out of it. Of course, with the effects of the genetic change, single daughters are very thin on the ground, unless there is some other medical reason. I can think of only one in the past ten years. She got caught speeding. She was then enslaved and sold by the court, of course, that same night. I bought her, we were the on call slavers that night. I then sold her back to her parents. Granted, I made a pretty good profit on her. I’ll bet she is the ultimatum SINO now. Enslavement traps are one of the reasons I have issues with TTC. I hope the new management doesn’t use them as much. I’ve heard that those types of show that use them have had their ratings tank, but I really don’t keep up with that sort of thing anymore. I’ve got enough trouble running my own company, that I don’t need to look into the problems of someone else, even if I have a grudge against them.

Do we want to stay for the normal auction?

Have we ever bid in one?

That would be no.

Friday Afternoon, Spellbook Slaves’ Front Office

OK slaves, listen up, my name is Mike West. Some of you may remember me from around the turn of the century. Some of you weren’t working for TTC then, but it doesn’t matter, you are TTC local management, so you pay with the rest. Once we are done here, I’m going to have you taken to a punishment cell. No beds or padding, rough concrete floor, deliberately cold, bright lights always on, tiny bucket bolted down in the center of the cell for waste. Only once a day food. Plus, it’s only made for four slaves. Gonna be tight. Once a week, one of you will be removed, then taken to the studio where you will be snuffed in the most horrific way possible. And we have some very horrible ways in mind. The snuffs will be live steamed on as many platforms as we can get on. TTC will be marketing this heavily, so what little market share it still has will know to tune in on Friday afternoon. Not to mention a webcam watching the punishment cell. Normally, that’s in-house use only, but we are going to make it on the web feed. Free of course. No one wants to pay to see several old slaves do nothing.

OK, take all of, but Adrienne back to the cell. Take Adrienne to the studio.

Friday after noon, Spellbook Slaves’ Studio.

OK, Adrienne, it’s your day to die. This something I’ve been thinking about for years. You wouldn’t let me out of that damn contract that cost me half a million in lost revenue, made me buy out of it for a hundred thousand. I could barely afford that. If that had been all you did, I might have forgiven you. But no, you had to fuck with me. You have, or had, the city council in your back pocket, due to the massive income TTC generated in the past for Eastlake. I suspect that’s going to change under the new management. Bribery probably isn’t an option that they can hide in general expenses any more I’ll bet. It’s like you were an oil baron back in the old days. Of course, you were supplying sex slaves to members of the council didn’t hurt. Oh, of course you didn’t just give the slaves to them, you just loaned the slaves to them. And when they were done with the slave, they gave them back to you to have her snuffed on live TV.

You had me dropped from the city courts on call slaver list. Took ten years to get back on it. Tried to have me black balled from the educational market, both the public and private schools. I still have to bid twenty percent low to get the public school contract, and those are year to year, not long—term. I’ve only got one private school contract right now, and only having one is a direct result of your meddling. You won’t let me advertise on TTC, which is to be expected, and I have to pay about fifteen percent higher on the other adult channels. You even had me closed a couple of times for “inspections”. There is still a whisper campaign about Spellbook not being a good slaver, which was started by TTC’s news shows. I have to pay ten percent over what the other slaver are paying. All in all, you cost me a million is lost sales and several hundred thousand in operating expenses.

Thankfully, you didn’t pay attention to the internet back then, so the streaming services don’t charge me any more than any other slaver. That’s one of the reasons you got sold, you know, you thought that streaming was just a flash in the pan and that the real money was still in cable TV and DVD sales. Oops.

Anyway, I know you heard me say I’m gonna snuff all of you in the most horrific ways possible, but we really aren’t ready for that yet. Plus, there aren’t many viewers on the live stream today. Friday is punishment and face fuck day. We got about five hundred regular viewers. Pays for the studio. Any way, like I was saying, you aren’t getting a bad snuff, just a bullet between the eyes.

Put her under the big lights. Put all the cameras around her. I want as many angles as we can get. Put the slow motion camera about three feet away from her head. Make sure that both the front and back of her skull is in frame.

Adrienne, you got any last words? Don’t care, not going to let you say them. Say hello to John Browning finest, the M1911.

<BLAM>

OK, cut her head off, so her blood will drain out of her right, then take her body to the cooler. Don’t make a mess taking her there. Let me make some calls about getting rid of her body. If Tesla High wants it, I’m gonna donate to them. Tax write off, might even get to include the cost of buying her. I have to ask about that. Otherwise, I’m gonna sell it to Dutch Hall or Hill’s. If no one wants it, well just depose of her as medical waste. Call the cleaning staff to clean up the blood and brains.

Classic stories.

Looks like I’ll be posting some classic stories. I will favor those that fit in the current canon, even if they don’t fit the current timeline. As a general rule, I’m also going to favor those that have images that the way back machine as saved. Favoring the canon story line eliminates some stories based on companies apart from Spellbook and those set in Kansas. I’ll post those after I’ve posted the canon stories. They will have a “Non Canon” category attached too them.

The effects of the 2016 amendments to the WSA2000 on the general public

Slaves could not vote in any election at any level and were not counted for congressional apportionment. Due to the still relatively high numbers of free women in the voting population, women issues, not related to enslavement, became hot topics in political debate. While the “Women Liberation” movement never really got started in the decades before the turn of the century, a version of it started after the passage of the 2016 amendments to the WSA2000. In most cases, the movement did not disprove of enslavement, as when the movement really started, enslavement was a common part of daily life and had little to do with most politics. There was an anti-slavery movement, but their primary thrust was not on the repeal of the WSA2000 but to increase the federal and state taxes on the conversion and sale of slaves as to make slavery unprofitable. They have some success in some states, but their only success was raising the federal tax by fifty dollars, making conversion by contact violations and work places taxable at the state and federal level. Plus, in many states, they started a tax on person of personal contact conversions.
As expected, numerous free women took “Mistress” classes. By 2020, about 15% of the free women in the country were Mistress, most of them under the age of 25. Mistress classes were offered in many secondary schools and were offered as adult education. A mistress license could be awarded to any female at or above the age of 1`4 at the time of award. Most states had a provision that a woman who failed a mistress class for any nonmedical reason would be converted. Those under the legal age of conversion at the time of award would be converted on their becoming of legal age by the state, with no funds being given to any person.
A larger number of women were converted due to the expansion of the law on who was a person of personal contact was for conversion purposes. This changed the ratio for conversions to 30% by a family member, 25% volunteer, 25% percent by a person of personal contact, 10% by work place, 5% by default on a contact and 5% by judicial order.
As a general rule, women over the age of 45 were not converted. This was not by law in most states but by relative lack of interest in those conversions. In almost all states, women over the age of 60 were immune to conversion. Some states had an automatic manumission at age 60.
Sex training classes became popular with the general population. A high sex training score was a point of pride and was used to attract the relative rare males that were looking for more sexual partners. A high score also increases the sale value of a slave. Other type of nonsexual training classes and schools started to issue certificates of qualification. High grades on these certificates would also raise the sales value of slaves, but not as much as the sex training numbers did.
Because of the change in types of sexual activity counting for conversion purposes with oral sex and anal sex counting as a type of activity covered by the act, the following became the norm for sex in the country.
1. Sex and nudity in public. Due to popular demands, almost all public indecency laws that were still on the books were changed. Most cities made parks into “sex allowed” places. Public sex close to schools was forbidden, with close normally being defined as with in 100 feet (ca. 30 m). Female nudity stayed legal in all places, to include close to schools. Nudity of teenage minor girls that were below the age of conversion was allowed in select cities. Sex in a public space, such as a park or a beach, was considered public even if there were no actual witness.
2. Bondage sex became much more common. A court ruling held that any restraint was enough to trigger this, regardless of how easy it was for the restrained woman to remove the restraint. This leads to many women either securing one arm to their bed, or securing both legs, spread wide before sex, but leaving their arms free.
3. Group sex, mainly between three plus females or two plus females and at least one male. Given the effect of the scarcity of males in the population, the lesbian option was more used than the number of actual lesbians would indicate. The use of strap — on devises fell, even in cases of purely lesbian sex.
4. Due to the increasing realization that a good meat slave for actual eating wasn’t the same as a high appearance graded slave, a separate “Real Meat” grade started to be used. It was almost impossible to have a high appearance grade and a high real meat grade. The value of real meat slaves varied over time based on the relative popularity of cooking, not just spit roasting, slaves. Very thin girls were graded on a more unofficial grading score for substitute sexual partners for gay men, the so called twink score. A high appearance grade was a point of pride for many women. Many free women, mainly under 30 years old, had themselves graded as a matter of course, even if they had no plans on being converted. Most slaver companies and many schools offered free grading services for women who were above the legal age. Women that scored a high appearance grade by a slaver were often offered a chance of volunteering for conversion, with some fairly large payouts to a person of choice of the slave. There was a lesser pressure attempt with women that scored high on the real meat scale to be converted, but this depended on the current popularity of cooking slaves.
5. Snuffing of slaves became less popular, even as the number of slaves increased. It was still the primary cause of death among slaves, but in general, slaves lived longer as a slave than they did during the first decade of the WSA2000 being in effect.

Lowery Family 6

Monday Afternoon, La Fortune park

Hello, thank you for calling Spellbook Slaves, how can I help you today?

My name is Nash Sawyer and I want to convert my wife and eldest daughter. Can you send someone out to La Fortune park in the next hour?

Yes, we can do that.

OK, can you have the driver text me when they are in the parking lot so I can meet them there and show them whom to capture? There are many people at this picnic.

We can do that. We are sending out a two-man team, so both of the possible slaves can be captured at close to the same time. After the possible slaves are picked up, they will be transported to our office. If you don’t arrive within 2 hours, they will be freed, and you will be banned from using our service for a year. We don’t like false captures. Just letting you know. There is also a fifty dollar fee for a non-permissive non-home capture, per captured slave.

That’s OK. About how long will it before they get here?

About fifteen minutes, but we need to allow for traffic congestion.

OK, and thank you.

Right on time, Nash got the text. He said he had to get something out of his car and went to the parking lot and greeted the team. He then guided them back to the picnic and pointed out his wife and daughter. The capture team approached the women and tasered them. This attracted a lot of attention from the other picnickers. The women seemed more upset than the men. Several of the men looked at their wife or daughter and thought, “Wish I thought of that” or something to that effect.

Lacey and Nicole Sawyer. A request has been made for your conversion, by a person believed to have the right to request your conversion. You at this time will be transported to the office of Spellbook Slaves, where it will be established if you can be converted by the requester.

The two slavers picked them up and did a fireman’s carry back to the van. Nash followed along and got his car and followed them to Spellbook Slaves. When they had arrived, the two women had regained consciousness and were frog marched in to the office. Nash followed them in.

Welcome to Spellbook Slaves, you must be Mr. Sawyer and these two are the ones you want converted. May I see some ID for you and the ladies.

Here you go.

The ID for all the family was checked and run through the system. Assuming nether were pregnant, the women could be converted.

I’ll need both of you to supply a urine sample so we can determine whether you are pregnant or not. If you do not supply a sample voluntarily, a sample will be extracted by a catheter, Mr. Sawyer, there is the issue of the pickup fee.

Oh, here’s my card.

Thank you.

Both of the women went into the bathroom and peed in the cup.

OK, let me check these now. Looks like neither of you are pregnant, so you can be converted, Let me make a few entries on the state database now. OK, Mr. Sawyer, they are both slaves now. Congratulations on your new slaves. Just so you know, both of them are prime roasters, and we can offer eighteen hundred each if you want to sell them to us. Hill’s meat has a request for up to four in the next two weeks. Seems that spit roasting slaves is one of the popular things for company events again and there is a demand for them.

No, I don’t think I want to do that right now. Might if they get out of control later. Can I get a set of handcuffs for them? I don’t want them running away.

We can supply you with one—use zip ties. Do you want us to put them on?

Yes, please. Strip them first. Cut their clothes off them if need be. They aren’t going to need them anymore.

Need to call Dawson and find out where he got the slave supplies.

You son of a bitch, why are you doing this?

Well, because I want to. At least I’m not selling to be spit roasted today, even though it’s a lot of money. It’s possible that I may supply you as the roast for next year’s picnic, but that will mainly depend on how good at deep throat you get. Get good enough and you don’t roast. It’s that simple, and yes, I mean both of you. I’m not going fuck in your cunt or ass, Nicole, but I am going to skull fuck you. Lacey, you get the full treatment. You had better get excellent at fucking, ass fucking and deep throat. When school starts I’m gonna sent you Nicole to Dutch hall, I understand they know how to treat a slave there. Lacey, you are going to their adult sex skills classes.

The slaves were put in the family car and they drove home. They were kept restrained until the slave cages and the slave locks were installed the next day.

Monday evening Dawson’s drive back home

Dawson thinks, “Well, can’t wait to get home and really face fuck Tiffany. And if the house isn’t spotless, flog the shit out of Yvette. Might flog Tiffany any way. I’ve always wanted to flog a woman, but Caroline would never agree to that, and really didn’t feel like doing it to the girls. Of course, if I had, they might not be slaves now. Meh. Water under the bridge. I have some rope in the garage, I’ll tie the slave that I want to flog to the bed and use my new whip. Yeah, someone’s getting a taste of the whip tonight. Might whip Tiffany for being such a bad fuck.”

“So Tiffany, have you every been whipped or spanked. Just asking.”

“Yeah, a boyfriend a couple of years back spanked me occasionally. He wanted to get more serious and use something besides a ping pong paddle, but that’s when I broke up with him. I saw the whip you have in the bedroom, you’re going to whip me, aren’t you?”

Well, actually, I have been thinking about it. Punishment for being such a horrible fuck toy. Of course, if the house isn’t spotless, I’ll whip Yvette. But she’s had all day to clean, and it wasn’t that bad to start with, so I’m sure it will be done, so if I feel like whipping anybody tonight it will be you. Not really sure if I want to do that, but I might. Hey, that’s the bar the girls got sold to. Wonder how they are doing?

Why don’t you go in and check?

Well, for starters, it’s a private gay bar, and I’m neither a member nor gay. Tends to limit my ability to see them. However, I might just drop in and talk to the owner to see how they are doing as fuck toys. Hmm, might even ask if I can fuck one of them in the ass.

Do you want to fuck your daughter in the ass?

Not really, but it’s something to think about. Didn’t really want to spit roast Caroline before last week, but I did any way. So, yeah, I might visit them and see what I can do. All they do is tell me no. Yeah, I think I’ll do tomorrow. I’d do it on the way home, but I’ll have you in the car.

Strip me and handcuff me to the steering wheel. Plus lock a ball gag on my head.

You know that you will be naked any way. I’m not going to let you wear clothing unless the weather is freezing. And you know I’ll have to buy the handcuffs and ball gag first.

Do it during your lunch hour. George will make sure I don’t run away.

You really want me to do this, don’t you.

Yeah, if you get your rocks off in one of their asses, it’s a less chance that you’ll fuck me in the ass. The same boyfriend who spanked me fucked me in the ass a lot. I didn’t like it. He had a thing for asses. If he didn’t fuck me normally, I would have said he was gay. He might be bi, that’s always a possibility. And just for the record, I’m bi, so if you get a girlfriend, another fuck toy, or a new wife, I’d like the chance to lick your cum from her cunt.

Kinky. I’ll keep that in mind. Well, if I’m going to fuck some one of my slaves in the ass, I’m gonna start with Yvette. Based on what they told me at Spellbook, she’s never been ass fucked. Don’t expect it to great, but it’ll be like taking a cherry. Thereafter, we’ll see about how good of an ass fuck you are. I hope you’re better at that than you are at normal fucking. Of course, that wouldn’t take much work. You really are a bad fuck. Did you ever get tested?

No. Didn’t see a need to.

I’ll bet you would have scored in the 90s for oral, and below 30 for vaginal. No clue about anal, but sometime latter I’ll find out.

I can’t wait. Really find out if you can ass fuck your daughters and leave my ass alone.

Don’t get smart with me, or you will get whipped. Did you get that?

Yes, master.

I said, don’t get smart. I never told you to call me master. But now that I think about it, I think you should. And only speak when spoken to. Did you get that?

Yes, master. This slave will be silent unless she is asked to speak.

You’ve watched too many slave shows. But I like it. From now on, your name is slave one. Yvette will be slave two and will be under the same rules as you. Thanks for the idea. I’ve got a sex slave, such as you are, a cleaning slave. Need to get a torture slave. Which means I’ll need to get another cage. Glad I got the bunk option.

Lowery Home. Monday Night.

Yvette, listen to me. From now on, your name is Slave two. You will always refer to yourself in the third person or “This slave”. You may only speak when spoken to. You will call me master every time you speak to me. Do you understand?

Yes, master, this slave understands.

Hmm. Better get 2 ball gags. Think I’ll keep you in one except when you are eating. Of course, that means you only get two meals a day. Think I won’t feed slave one lunch, so both of you will be only eating two meals a day.

Tuesday Evening 501 meat packing company

You know, slave one, I’ve got a better idea than handcuffing you to the steering wheel. Think I’ll tie you spread eagle on the hood of the SUV with your tits tied really tight. What do you think of that?

This slave thinks that she should do whatever the master wants. This slave has no will of her own.

That’s a good reply. Well, here we are. Get out of the car and put yourself on the hood. I’ll get the rope out of the back and tie you down.

Well, here goes nothing.

My name is Jayson. I’m the owner, and I don’t recognize you. May I see your membership card?

I don’t have one. Can I get one?

Yes, it’s a hundred dollars per year. And I’ve got to ask you, are you gay? You don’t seem to look that way, but looks can be wrong.

No, I’m not gay.

Then I’ll have to ask you to leave.

Wait a minute. I sold my daughters too you last week.

I’m sorry, they aren’t used up yet, so they are not for sale.

You don’t understand. I don’t want them back, I want to ass fuck them.

Do you want to fuck your daughter in the ass? We might be able to make an exception for you. Cost you five hundred, however.

Oh, should tell you that I’ve got a sex slave spread eagle over the hood of my SUV. Might attract a little attention.

Yeah, it’s going to confuse the hell out of the night patrons. Next time, just bring her in. We’ll put her in the punishment room and some of the guys who really don’t like women will flog her while you fuck your daughters. So, which one do you want to fuck first. I assume you will be returning.

Mia, She’s the real reason they are both twinks.

She’s in booth two. Do you need a fluffier? Lorelei is on duty for that tonight.

Oh, yeah, I think I do.

We ask that during your first month you don’t choke or strangle a twink. When you are allowed to do so, you will be charged the full value of the twink if you go too far. That’s twenty-five hundreds. We also ask that you use lube during your first month. I’m also limiting you to your daughters. Just for the kink.

I can live with that, don’t really want to ass fuck anybody else. Well, my sex slave, of course. Also, I don’t think I want to snuff either of them now. Just spit roasted their mother. She was delicious. You should try long pig sometime.

Oh, I have. That’s the only reason we buy slaves that aren’t twinks. Once a quarter we get three or four, based on the number that have signed up, and have a roasting. Seems that the clientele like the sight of woman being slowly killed. Lorelei! Come here and take this gentleman to booth 2.

Yes, my lord.

Lorelei was completely naked. She came to the sound of Jayson’s voice with her head down. When she arrived, she looked up and saw me standing next to one of her master lords.

OH MY GOD. Dad! What are you doing here? Have you come to take us back? Please tell me that you are going to take us back. I promise that we will do whatever you say from now on.

No, I haven’t come here to take you back. What is going to happen is you will take me to booth 2, then suck my dick until it’s rock hard, then I’ll lube up and fuck Mia in the ass.

But you aren’t gay! Are you bi? How did you get in here?

We came to a special arrangement. He’s only allowed to use you two, none of the other twinks. Do you have a problem with that? I can get the cat-o-nine tails out if I need to.

No, my lord, I don’t have a problem with my father using me as a sex toy. That is my only role in life I have. I am nothing but a life support system for my holes.

You seemed to have broken them in fast. It’s been less than a week. If you don’t mind telling me, I’ve got a pair of slaves I’d like to break as well.

For the first three days they were here, they were used constantly. You would be surprised what being ass fucked for 3 days without breaks will do to a twink’s spirit.

That seems a little extreme, but I’ll keep it in mind. Have to get a bunch of friends and workmates to keep it up for 3 days. Might have to advertise on the web. So Lorelei take me to Mia, then get me hard so I can fuck her little teen ass.

Yes, my lord. I shall do as you ask.

She was crying when she said this. Having her hopes of rescue dashed before her eyes broke her spirit completely. She was now just a sex toy, with no hope of ever being anything but one, unless she was snuffed by a lord. When they arrived at booth 2, she sank to her knees.

My lord, may I have the pleasure of sucking cock until it is hard so that you may fuck Mia?

You may. Make me hard. With that, she took my cock into her mouth and began to give me an excellent blow job. Must have learned that working here. Lots of spit, attention to the head, then deep down her throat. She didn’t gag. I held her head down until she started to panic. I let her up, I wasn’t allowed to snuff her for a month. Got to think about that. Twenty-five hundred was a lot of money. She breathed a few times then went back down, her nose in my pubic hairs. Then she started boobing up and down. I pulled her head off and said, I think I’m hard enough. Lube me. She applied a thin coat of lube to my cock and I stepped up on to the platform for the booth. Mia was bent over with her head and arms strapped down, and her legs spread wide. I lined my cock up with Mia’s teen asshole, then shoved it in, not superfast, but not gently either. I pumped a few times, marveling at the feel of it. I was going to have to ass fuck all my slaves more. Of course, I hadn’t ass fuck them at all, so more might not be the right word. I picked up the pace and started doing long strokes in to her ass. Went balls deep. After doing that for a few moments, I leaned over her. “Mia, guess who this is?”

OH God, it’s you daddy. Please take me home, …

I pulled back and thrust in again. “No, but I will be back to fuck your little ass again. Once my probationary period is over, I might even snuff you. While deep in your ass. I’ll bet it would twitch like crazy as you died. The only thing keeping me from doing that is how much it would cost. If you live long enough to be used up, I’ll buy you just to snuff you. Just like I did your mother. I watched a spit go through her, and then she was placed over a flame pit where she died. One of the last things she saw was me fucking my new sex slave. She’s already been replaced. Do you like that little ass whore? It’s too bad you are so skinny, or I’d have you spit as well.” I started rapidly thrusting in to her ass, I could feel that I was about to cum. After a few moments, I blasted into her ass. Pulled out and could see cum leaking from her asshole.

Lorelei had been behind me while I ass fucked her sister. She was still on her knees.

My lord, may I clean your cock with my worthless mouth?

With that, she took my still a slightly hard cock in to her mouth and licked it. Not like a blow job, she was cleaning the cum from my cock. There was very little shit on it, but I suspect she would have licked that off as well.

Do you wish for me to clean her worthless ass of your seed?

Yes, I think I do.

She climbed up on to the platform and started to lick Mia’s ass, so that all the visible cum was removed.

Next time, I hope the roles are reversed. I’d like to see which one of you is better at both cocksucking and being ass fucked.

Both of them said, in unison, “Yes, my lord, we shall await your return.”

I went up to the bar and spoke with Jayson. “That was great. You can count on me to return. Can I call to see which one is on fluffier duty? I’d like to switch it up next time”

Going outside, there is a small crowed standing around looking at Tiffany, “Can’t be from somebody in the bar, she’s not even close to being a twink. Better ask Jayson what’s going on.”

I come up and start to untie Tiffany. One of the guys in leather looks at me, looks at the door to the club I just came out of. “What is a gay dude doing with a slash?”

“Oh. I’m not gay. I was just in there to fuck my daughters. I’ll be back in a few days. Jayson and I reached an understanding.”

Once we were back in the car, “Bad news, slave one. I really like ass fucking. I’m going to be doing that a lot. Not just the girls, but you and slave two as well. Of course, I’m still gonna skull fuck you and normal fuck, training you to get better, but ass fucking is in the mix now. Now I know you want to talk, so I’m going to ball gag you now. I’ll take it out for breakfast.”