Long Pig BBQ and Snuff Fest – Part Three – Cook Family Saga #6

This will make more sense if you read these posts in order.

    1. Slave Swap and Snuff Cook Family Saga #1
    2. Aftermath of the Slave Swap Cook Family Saga #2
    3. Long Pig BBQ and Snuff fest Part one Cook Family Saga #3
    4. Long Pig BBQ and Snuff fest Part two Cook Family Saga #4
    5. Reading of Emmett’s Will Flashback Cook Family Saga #4.5
    6. Emmett service and sacrifices – Cook Family Saga #5

Southern Hill’s Country Club, right after Emmett’s service.


Hi!  I’m Howard Hamilton, and I’d like to offer my wife for roasting.  Getting a grand for her is almost too good to pass up, even though she doesn’t know it yet.  The club chef said I had to get her converted before she could be even fitted to the live roast rack.

Please complete this form on my tablet by entering “Southern Hill’s Country Club” into the buyer’s field.  We will deal with the money issues later.  Point her out to me.

She’s over there talking to those three women. She’s the one in the red dress.  Her name is Yvette. Like I said, she’s not expecting this, so she might run.

That’s what young men with tasers are for, dealing with non-compliance with a conversion order.  Ian, here, LOVES chasing after runners.   Go get her, Ian, and take her to the kitchen.  The chef and her crew should be able to help you.

On it boss.  She better not run.

Mrs. Hamilton?

Ah, crap she’s running.  Time for the taser.  DAMN IT I MISSED.  Shit, gotta do this the hard way.  Fuck!

After a short, but spirited chase, Yvette is tackled. Ian was not happy with needing to chase her down, and may have tackled her with more force than was really needed. While they are on the ground, Yvette is zip tied.
Yvette, she ran, but it didn't help
Yvette, she ran, but it didn’t help

You know, bitch, I sort of felt sorry for you, going on a live rack to be roasted, but now I’m glad.  Let me get a blood sample and test it.  I hope you’re not pregnant.  Nope, test is negative.  Off to the kitchen you go.

Ah, excellent, she will do well on the live rack. We still require a few more, and of course, we need to use the special machines on the Cook slaves, they should be arriving soon.


Ah, Mr. West?  Require some help getting Dawn and Sonia out of the van and on to the spitting machine. They can’t walk at all.  Seems that their hips were pulled out of socket last time they were on the rack.  Mistress Charlene said she didn’t care if that happened to Dawn, and Sonia’s father said, “do to her what every Charlene said to do to Dawn”.  They’re pretty messed up, but I think that was the point of what happened to them over the last few days.  Isaac and Sheila were there for a lot of it, taking notes.  I know they are pretty hard on “unholy” redheads, but I shudder to think what they are going to do to the next one.

It’s no longer just redheads that can be “unholy” anymore.  They will be hell on jets against any slave we give them with implants.  Which will reduce our sex slave trade, but Isaac pays more than we would normally receive for a sex slave.  I’ll only give them some push back if we get a bimbo with over 95% on all three, plus hand jobs.  And that’s rare and beside the point.  Get Ian and Vicky to help you get Dawn and Sonia to the kitchen.  Might ask the chef for some of her helpers as well. I don’t remember, are you trained on Hill’s special ‘Vlad’ machine or not?  If you’re not, I’ll have to come over and do the detail work.

No, you sent me for training last month

OK, get them on the machines, adjusted, then push the freaking button.  Use the fastest setting, they really don’t have time to wait for a 45-minute spitting, which as I recall is the slowest the new machines will go.

Country Club Chef
Country Club Chef

She must be an outstanding chef, or she would be on the menu.  I approve of the staff being nude.

Ah, the two live roasts. Oh, my goodness, I have never seen a live roast with that much damage before. What happened to them? They look barely alive.  That will affect their presentation.  Oh, well, the centerpiece of the serving table can be the live rack roast, even if her tits aren’t that big.  Tits tend to render out anyway…

As to what happened to them, vindictive “granddaughter” who had a major beef with her for Dawn, and Sonia’s father said to just do the same to her as Charlene asked to have done to Dawn. I don’t think he knew exactly what he was asking for, however. Water under the bridge now.

Well, I’ll let you put them on Hill’s Vlad machines and get them properly positioned and strapped down. I assume they have had the proper clean out?

For the last 3 days. They are about as clean as you’re going to get a slave.

Excellent, I’ll leave you to your work then.

Evan begins the long and somewhat precise fitting of the slaves to the “Vlad” and straps then down.  He has some issues with their legs as at least one of their hips has been pulled out of socket, making some leg positioning a little difficult. He makes a phone call to “Hill's Fine Meats” the maker of the “Vlad” and finds that the leg positions, while helpful, isn't required for the 85% survival rate.  After getting both slaves in to their Vlad, He noticed that both Charlene Cook and Ed Cook were watching him strap their “grandmother” and daughter, respectably, in to the Vlad machines.

Mistress Cook? Mr. Cook? Would you like to push the button to start the spitting of these slaves?

Why, yes, I think I would. I’ve viewed the live feed of their torture and I strongly approve of it, it was far more effective than I thought it would be. With the permission of HR at the office, I had it running in the background on my spare workstation. Several of the male staff members watched for at least a little time.  One of our few office slaves got to spend some quality time on her knees with cocks in her little whore mouth. Seems that most of the men in the office liked to watch bimbos and teens get tortured. The general manager of the office watched for some time. He said that if this torture was my idea, I might be good for the new HR position for office disciplinary action. I hope I get that, I have a few scores to settle.

“OK, Ed, how about you?”

I think I might want to do that. It’s too bad you don’t have any sex slaves around, I would like to get some head while I watch.

Yeah, we just took the last batch we converted back to the shop. Had some that have real sex slave potential. Sorry

It’s OK. I’ll make do with my new ‘friend’ I just met today.  I need to ask her name someday.  Maybe after I convert her.  Do you have to know their name to convert them?

Nope.  Just have the needed three proofs.  If you do her around one of Spellbook’s staff, you don’t even need to record it.

Of course, if things work out well with the friend, she will be the first of a long line of slaves.  I’ve decided that I like having a house full of young women, but I’d like some that I can have my way with at will, without it being, you know, weird.  Plus, of course, better behaved.  And I’ll need someone to take care of the four younger ones, until it’s time to convert them as well.  Father’s will was rather explicit on that.

If you want to kick-start your harem quickly, you can buy some of our many sex slaves for sale at the shop after the service.

I knew Charlene was vicious and it seems it runs in the family.  I take back what I said about Ed not knowing what he was getting Sonia into.  Either he knew, or he just didn’t care.  I suspect that if Charlene gets that position we will be doing contract conversion of office slaves at a fairly high rate.  At least until she converts all of the staff.  And then we may get some company management torture parties where some office slaves pay the price for messing up.  Or because Charlene wanted her that way.

The buttons are pushed by Charlene and Ed, with the “Vlad” set on their fastest speed, which due to the “gentle” nature of the “Vlad” the spitting procedure takes 5 minutes rather than the 30 seconds of a traditional “Jessica 3000” fastest speed. Even if it's “gentler” than a traditional “Jessica 3000”, it's still very painful. Dawn wakes up from her pain induced semi comma first and starts to make a noise more like an animal in pain than a human cry. Shortly thereafter, Sonia joins her. Charlene looks very pleased at this, and Ed is face fucking his new 'friend' as he watched his youngest daughter be impaled by a spit so she could be roasted.  The process took the expected 5 minutes and both slaves survived the spitting.  As they were taken off the machines and carried to the roasting pit, Ed cummed on his 'friends' face.
Ed Cook's new friend
Ed Cook’s new friend

That’s two.  All you need to do is get her one more time while we’re watching, and she’s yours, even if it’s in public.
What is he talking about Ed?
Don’t worry your little head about it.
OK, are you gonna fuck me later?  Maybe in the ass?  I like it in the ass.  And that doesn’t count!
You can count on it, my little kitten.

Oh, she must not know about the 2016 changes.  Being fucked in the ass counts now.  I don’t think they are teaching that in schools yet.  I hope they don’t for a while.  She’s in for a surprise later today.


Hello, my name is Spencer May and I have a question for you.  I see that there are a couple of slaves roasting with a spit all the way through them.  Can I get that on my wife, Lexi?

Sorry, we only rented the Vlad’s machines for two uses.  You would have to talk to the club owners about getting another use.

Well, really I was hoping that you could do Lexi by hand, perhaps.

You know that most women spitted manually don’t survive to make to the roasting pits alive.

Oh, that doesn’t matter, I just want to see a spit come out of her mouth after it’s been shoved all the way through her.

We can do that for you.  The special of the day is $400, that includes capture, test, all the taxes and your choice of snuff methods, within reason. Gratuitous torture before or things like gang rape cost extra.

Oh, no, don’t need any of that, I’m sure having a spit shoved through her will be plenty.

So you’re not buying the “ultimate fuck” theory of spitting, are you?

Should I?

Well, no, to be honest.  Fill out this form on my tablet, check the “kill” box, then point her out to me. Is she going to put up a fight?

Most likely yes.  She doesn’t know I intend to snuff her and maybe her daughters today.  She is the one in the yellow dress over on that picnic table, talking to one of the Cook brothers.  I’ll bet she’s trying to seduce him.  She heard about the three mil and thinks she can blow her way to part of it.  I’m almost tempted to let her get fucked by him, if I knew he would convert and snuff her when he was done, but I’m not sure if he will do that.

You know, he converted his whole family.

Yeah, but he might be trying to start over.

I am not convinced that’s likely.  Emmett’s will was rather explicit about not having wives or daughters that weren’t slaves if they wanted to keep the money.

Well, it really doesn’t matter, spit the bitch any way.

Sure, we can do that.  Ian!  See the MILF in yellow over there?  Taser her and bring her here.  Evan, you and Vicky set up the manual spitting rack, it should be in the large van’s storage area.

On it boss.

Excuse me, Mr. Cook, for a moment.  Are you Lexi May?

Yes, why…

<ZAP>

Sorry, Mr. Cook, her husband wants to have her manually spitted.

Oh, I think I would like to watch that. She was starting to be a bit pushy. A gold digger, I think. I’m tempted to just start fucking them, then converting them the same day.  With the new PPC rules, I can do it more or less all at once.

When you do, bring them by the shop, we pay top dollar for most slave types!

Lexi May, Ready for Manual Spit
Lexi May, Ready for Manual Spit

Boss, she’s waking up.

Get her secured on the rack quickly then.

Spencer!  What is going on! Why am on this?

Well Lexi, it’s because I want to see you spitted, then put on one of the roasting pits.  And I’m thinking strongly about having your daughters snuffed in some sort of painful manner, not mine, of course, but those cocksucking sluts from your dalliances before we were married.  And yes, I know they are cocksucking sluts, they did me, repeatedly.  Lila in particular.  She’s actually excellent at deep throat.  If you were better at it, that might have saved your worthless life.  But you aren’t so here we are.

Mr. May, please keep in mind that Emmett requested there be some “decorations” of teen slaves on spikes, like “Dracula” used to do.  Plus 15 or so of them on short steel stakes, where they bleed out over an hour or two.  Can I suggest that?  Painful, and when you get down to it, a completely useless snuffing. I’m not sure what the club will do with their bodies, feed them to wolves at the zoo, I suspect. Plus, you can face fuck a slut on a short spike, so you can have the best of both worlds. 

That sounds capital.  Hear that Lexi, your little bastard daughters will be killed for party decorations because it appears that Mr. Cook the elder didn’t like teenage girls. I’m sure you heard the man mention that during his eulogy, you just didn’t think it applied to your little darling.  Too bad, it does, I’ve decided.

You bastard!

Your daughters are the bastards. My parents were married. I will miss Lila, she did pretty good deep throat, but it wouldn’t be fair to just keep her as a slave without keeping the others. Go ahead and shove that spit through this cunt.

You heard that man, Ian, get with the spitting.


Mr. West?  We’re Russell Wright, Johnny O’Neal and Elmer Ferrell.  Were all sons-in-law of Emmett.  We’ve decided that we want to convert our wives.  Not our daughters, at least not right now.  I drew the short straw, so my wife, Kristen, needs to be live roasted, John’s and Elmer’s wives should serve as the rotating slaves.  They are that group over there, talking to the Reverend.

Tracie and Julia roast Kristen
Tracie and Julia roast Kristen

Ian, as soon as you get Lexi spitted, go get them and take them to the kitchen.  Kristen makes the fifth roast, so there is only one more fire pit, and the only one left is the weird one.  Gonna have to turn down any more roasting conversions after the next one…  So, Mr. O’Neal and Ferrell, what do you want to do with your wives after they finish roasting Kristen?
Oh, I don’t care.  Can we sell them to you?
Well, they look like Grade B, so the most I can offer for them is seven fifty.
That’ll work.  Is that OK with you, Elmer?
Sure.  More than I thought than Julia was worth.
Yeah, I didn’t expect much from Tracie as well.
Well, to be honest, unless you have some sex testing scores for them over 80ish, they will be sold as work slaves any way.  Or maybe as torture slaves for budget minded sadists.  We get a lot of those.  It’s a popular thing for Westside to do, get a Southside ‘bitch’ or two and have a trailer park party where they torture them to death.
Ah, can you make sure of that?  I would love to think that Tracie got tortured to death by rednecks.
I’ll see what I can do.
Great!  I’ll see if I can find wife number two among the granddaughters.  Some of them are really hot.  When can you convert a wife?

County Clerk worker for marriage licenses.
County Clerk worker for marriage licenses. On the snuff in public soon list.

As soon as you have signed the marriage certificate.  I happen to know that the county clerk sent out a worker today, for just that reason.  I think she’s in the kitchen now. If we don’t get another roast soon, she might end up as the sixth roast.  The clerk is OK with that, she’s on the short “to be snuffed in public” list anyway.
Great, now all I need to do is find a redhead.  Always wanted to fuck a redhead. 
Well, good luck with that. Of course, you will need to get her father’s permission if she’s under eighteen, but I doubt that’s gonna be a big deal today.
Yeah, I suspect many sons-in-law are looking to get rid of daughters today, if what I hear about the codicil is right.
Well, there have been more wives being converted than daughters, but I suspect that plenty of teenage daughters are going to end up on spikes pretty soon.


Hazel should have blown her stepfather this morning.
Hazel should have blown her stepfather this morning.

Mr. West?  Is it too late to volunteer someone to be a roast?
Nope, they got one more pit to fill.  I want to warn you it’s weirder than most and might be the most sadistic of them all, and I include the live racks in that.
That’s OK, Hazel has pissed me off for the last time. She refused to blow me this morning.  Bitch.  She knows I like my cock sucked every morning, and it was her turn.  Just because it’s her grandfathers funeral today is no reason to not do it.  Not sure why we came to this any way, it’s not like Emmett like them.  Well, he did like it when Brandy and Hazel orally double-teamed him.
Is Hazel your wife?
Nope, stepdaughter.   Sold off Beth, her mother a while ago, to the Torture Channel.  They snuffed her as a background thing while they tortured and snuffed what’s her name, the big star. Oh, yeah, Kiley Coffee, that was her name. I hope that counts for what every Emmett has in mind for sons-in-law.  If not, whatever.  I’ll might sell you the rest of my step sluts today.  Beth was one of his daughters from his 2nd wife.
Well, it doesn’t matter whether Hazel is your wife or not, a stepdaughter can be converted by you as well. Simply fill out this form, assign “Southern Hill’s Country Club” as the buyer, and then point her out to me.  As I understand it, the club will be handing out prepaid debit cards for “conversions” that they buy after the feast, so you might want to stay around for that.


Wolf feed
Wolf feed

Mr. West?  My name is Will Peters, I’d like to donate my wife and a couple of my slaves to the wolf feed project.  My wife is already converted, so it shouldn’t be that big of a deal.  They are the three nude sluts over there by the deck.
OK, we can do that.  There is a $300 snuff fee each.
That’s OK.  Because it’s for a charity, it’s a tax right off.  Plus the value of the slaves.  My wife is Grade A, obviously she’s the blonde with big tits.  Granted, the other two are just B. I got them when I was broke and never got around to snuffing and replacing them. Then I heard Reverend Ellis talk about the feeding the bodies to the animals, so I remembered the “Feed a Wolf” project that the zoo does.  All I need is a signature from you that you snuffed them for the project, and a signature from the country club that they will be given to the zoo.  Once they are gone, I’m going to be in the market for a few Grade A slaves. I might see if any of the teenyboppers running around today are available.
Yeah, I have it on good authority that many, if not most, of Emmett’s granddaughters will be converted today. How do you want them snuffed?
Hang the sluts, that seems like the popular choice today.
Ian!  Go get them, test them, then hang them.
On it boss.


Southern Hill Country Club's Guillotine
Southern Hill Country Club’s Guillotine

Did I hear right?  There is a tax write off if you snuff and give to the zoo some of your slaves to be feed to the wolves?
Yeah, that the case.  They make a bigger deal about it right after whelping time, but they take meat year round. 
OK, do they have to be hung?
Nope, but the body needs to be intact.
So if I use the club’s guillotine, it would be OK?
Don’t see a reason why not.  Let me make a call.

 

This is the Eastlake zoological garden, how may I help you?
I need to talk to someone about the wolf feed program
Let me transfer you.  Please hold.
Wolf park, may I help you?
Yeah, this is Mike West with Spellbook Slaves, and I’ve got a client that wants to know if guillotined slaves are OK for the “Feed a Wolf” project?
Sure they are.  We normally cut the heads off any way.  Seems that watching a wolf savage a human head is a bit of a problem for some visitors.
OK, thanks.  We’ve got quite a few that will be donated today.  A few from private donors but mostly from the Cook estate by way of the Southern Hill’s Country Club.
Yes, we’ve been told that we should expect a windfall today from Emmett’s service. Please give my condolences on Mr. Cook’s death to his sons.  He was a big supporter of the park and will be missed.

Yeah, beheaded slaves are OK.
Great.  See those seven skinny-dipping in the pool?
You’re going to have to be more specific than that.  There are a lot of skinny-dippers right now.
OK, I’ll get them together.
“Girls, get out of the pool and stand together!”
Does that work?
Sure.  There is the matter of our $300 snuff fee.  With seven of them, it comes out to twenty-one hundred.
Sure.  Do you take Visa?
Of course. Ian, go get them, test them, then take them over to the guillotine.  Taser one, then threaten the others with it.  That should make it easier to get them over to it.

 

More Wolf Feed
More Wolf Feed

Oh, if you’re going to do that, hit Carrie with the taser.  She’s the blonde with big tits.  She needs to suffer a bit.  She’s been a naughty, naughty girl.  She has been falling behind on her womanly duties of making sure her master is happy at all times.  She didn’t swallow last time.  After all, a slave daughter should eat her father’s cum for breakfast.  Her sisters all do.
On it boss.  Taser the one with big tits, then take them over to the guillotine and chop their heads offMight have to stun gun them if they start to run.  Can I get Vicky to help carry them to the guillotine?
You want to stun gun them, don’t you?
Of course.  It’s my second favorite thing to do to a slut after snuffing them.  To be honest, I like it better than fucking most of them.
OK, take Vicky with you and have fun.

Emmett service and sacrifices – Cook Family Saga #5

This will make more sense if you read these posts in order.

    1. Slave Swap and Snuff Cook Family Saga #1
    2. Aftermath of the Slave Swap Cook Family Saga #2
    3. Long Pig BBQ and Snuff fest Part one Cook Family Saga #3
    4. Long Pig BBQ and Snuff fest Part two Cook Family Saga #4
    5. Reading of Emmett’s Will Flashback Cook Family Saga #4.5


Four days after the will reading, at the Southern Hills Country Club


Welcome Gentlemen, Mistress, Sluts, and Slaves to the burial service of Emmett Philip Cook, I am Reverend Calvin Ellis of The Blessed Chapel, and I will be leading this, Emmett’s Cook’s public funeral service”

“Emmett was a strong family man and a savvy businessman.  He expected much from his family and workers, but gave back much as well.  He contributed to many charities in Eastlake and was a strong supporter of the expansion of the Eastlake zoological garden, particularly for the carnivores.  Because of his support, the Eastlake zoo is a world leader in wolf preservation and captive breeding.  He contributed heavily to the expansion of the river parks and other civic projects.  Under his guidance, Cook Co now leads the world in energy extraction technology, with their products being used worldwide.  He was a frequent donor to his church, The Blessed Chapel, of which I am proud to say, is my flock.  In a very real way, Emmett paid my salary during the lean years.”

“Emmett was a strong man with definite feelings towards the treatment of sluts, as he referred to most females.  And he always said ‘female’ not women, saying that most of them didn’t deserve the respect that ‘woman’ implies.  He was a leader in getting the White Slave Act of 2000 passed through congress and is part of the reason Eastlake, in particular the Southside, has such a vibrate slaving culture.  He was opposed to the 2016 amendments, saying about them:”

Terrible amendments, terrible for our culture. Still, a man is not a man if he can’t admit that he’s wrong about some things. And a stopped clock is right at least twice a day. I didn’t like it at the time, and I don’t like the rest of that silly cunt hugging amendment, but that mistress mumbo jumbo seems to be working out very well in retrospect.”

“However, he was instrumental in the 2024 amendments to the act, as well as several changes in sexual and indecency laws in general.  If you like seeing naked females in public, and the ease at which you can convert a slut now, thank Emmett.”

“A common expression of Emmett said went something like this:”

“They said countless things about females back in my day; but if there is one thing the last 20 years have proven, it’s that sluts are only good for only three things:
One,
using their holes to jerk us off. Young sluts should know their place is on their knees with a man’s cock in their mouth. Two, making more boys to use them as the cum dumps and sex dolls they are. And three, taking care of babies, raising more sluts for men to fuck and come inside before we trade them out for the younger ones they finish bringing up.” 

“He was glad that he helped make is so these principles could be followed nationwide. We are proud to live up to this feeling of his today.  As such, many of his daughters and a few of his granddaughters have been drugged to make them compliant.”

Jill Goldman. Kissed to death.
Jill Goldman. Kissed to death.

Oh, my God.  I can’t believe that Dad is dead.  I’m gonna miss him so much…  I need someone to hold me. Let me ask that girl, she’s cute.

Would you hold me? I’m about to cry about Dad.
OK, sure.  My name is Jill, what’s yours?
Cynthia. Can I kiss you?
Well, OK, I guess.

 

 

Jill had unknowingly drank some of the drugged drinks, despite not being one of Emmett's daughters.  She is very passive and will do almost anything asked of her.  Her father, Karl, is watching Cynthia and Jill make out with some interest.

She’s soft, her breasts are like warm pillows.  And she kisses well.  She tastes exquisite, almost like cherries.  It’s been years since I kissed a girl.  I forgot how much I like it.

Would Jamie Cook and Mistress Charlene Cook, please come forward.  As some of you may know, Emmett respected the mistress community, believing that they were instrumental in the subjugation of the rest of the female population.  As such, Mistress Charlene was the only one of his hundreds of granddaughters to receive anything in his will.  He left his slave-wife Dawn to her.  Dawn will soon be over the coals and will be served as meat when she is done.   Mistress Charlene had her tortured for 3 days before today, and she will be brought here to be a spit roast.

Jill starts moaning and pulls back from Cynthia, who doesn't want to interfere with Reverend Calvin's eulogy, so she pushes Jill towards her and gives her a deep kiss.  Jill starts to breathe heavily and nosily.  To stop the noise, Cynthia pinches Jill's nose shut.

Got to keep Jill quiet until Calvin is done.  Don’t want to attract any attention. God, she’s hot.  

 

“Jamie was secretly converted while she was still in Emmett’s control, as were several others, but not all, of his 22 daughters.  These secret slaves, as well as dozens of his granddaughters, with their father or guardian’s approval, have been given a cocktail of drugs in their drinks that should render them compliant with what is to follow. Mistress Charlene, please cut Jamie’s heart out as a blood sacrifice in your grandfather Emmett’s honor.”

As you wish, Reverend Calvin.

She’s starting to go limp, that’s not good, please hurry Charlene… 

Mistress Charlene removes her top, to avoid getting blood on it, rips Jamie's top from her and pushes Jamie to the ground.  Charlene pulls her knife and stabs it into Jamie's chest and begins to cut her rib cage so she can remove the heart.  Jamie does not survive this, obviously.  After a few moments of work with her knife, Charlene reaches into Jamie's chest and pulls out her heart.
Mistress Charlene sacrifices Jamie Cook
Mistress Charlene sacrifices Jamie Cook

Reverend, here is the slut’s heart.  What shall I do with it and the rest of her body?

“Toss the heart into one of the fire pits that are being prepared for the spit roasts and put the slut’s body in the growing pile of snuffed sluts bodies.  She, like the rest of them, will be fed to the animals in the Eastlake zoo.”

Jill falls to the ground, not breathing.

Oh shit, I may have killed her!

Dear, what is your name?  You see, it looks like you just snuffed one of my slaves without my permission.
Ah, Cynthia, Cynthia McCall, I’m one of Emmett’s daughters.
Is your husband here?
No, he didn’t come.  He wanted to break in his new slave.
Are you a free woman, or has your husband enslaved you?
I’m a free woman.
Well, then in that case, you have two options, you can volunteer to be converted, and I will buy you, or you can take your chances with the courts.  I want to warn you that killing an asset slave is a felony and there are several witnesses to your crime.
Oh. Can I pay you her value?  Fred gave me my own bank account.
That might be higher than you can afford because she was not only an asset slave of my firm, she was also my daughter.  As such, I feel that you should take her place in some way.  You look like you would make a fine sex slave.
Oh.
Make up your mind.
Well, I’ve heard about what happens to women that go in front of a judge in Eastlake.  I have no desire to be a public torture victim, followed by being killed in some bloody manner. I’ll volunteer.
Excellent, let’s go talk with Mr. West.

Cynthia and Mr. Goldman walk over to where Mike and the rest of the Spellbook staff are waiting.
Cynthia McCall, new slave
Cynthia McCall, new slave

Mr. West, this is Cynthia McCall.  She wants to volunteer to be converted, then I will purchase her.  Seems she accidentally snuffed my daughter Jill and doesn’t want to go before an Eastlake court for felony destruction of property. 

A blood test proves that Cynthia is neither on drugs nor pregnant.  The transaction rapidly takes place.

OK, dear, please strip.
Here?
Yes, of course here.  You’re a sex slave now.  Sex slaves don’t wear clothing.
OK
OK, what?
OK, master?
Yes, please remember that, or you will join Jill.  Now go over to the cleanup crew and have Jill’s body added to the wolf feed pile.

Long Pig BBQ and Snuff Fest, Part Two – Cook Family Saga #4

This will make more sense if you read these posts in order.  This post picks up in the middle of events after part one of the wake story.

  1. Slave Swap and Snuff
  2. Aftermath of the Slave Swap
  3. The Wake, Long Pig BBQ and Snuff fest Part one

Southern Hill’s Country Club’s party area, one hour before wake service.

Sumisu Aki Family
Sumisu Aki’s Family

West-sama?  My name is Sumisu Aki. I worked as a liaison for my company, Yanmar, to Cook-Sama’s company.  I wish to enslave my wife Sute, and my daughters Ima, Masa, Nomi, Hiroko, Maeko and Nayoko plus my secretaries, Morita Sachi and Himura Kinu in Cook-Sama’s honor.  Cook-sama was always telling me that a slave family is the most harmonious family. Sadly, I did not do this while he was still alive.

Atsuko and her three eldest daughters.
Atsuko and her three eldest daughters.

I would also like you to enslave my sister-in-law, Matsumura Atsuko, who is Atsuko twin sister, and her three daughters, Hoshi, Sakura and Amarante. I have the proof needed for my sister-in-law and her daughters for enslavement by me, I believe you call this “personal contact enslavement” here in America.  It was most pleasant gaining that right. There is no such option in Japan.  Neither my wife, my daughters, my sister-in-law, and her daughters should be much of a problem today. They were warned that they maybe enslaved today, but they came to the event of their own free will, they were given the option of staying home.

I know that Japan has a lower age of consent than Oklahoma.  Are all the daughters of age here?
While I am aware that the age of consent varies between Japan and American states, all the daughters are of age in Oklahoma.

Morita Sachi and Himura Kinu, Aki's secretaries
Morita Sachi and Himura Kinu, Aki’s secretaries

I am also invoking the enslavement clause of my secretaries’ American employment contract. This may come as a surprise to them, as they assumed that their American contract would be the same or similar as their Japanese employment contract.  In Japan, it is rare, to the point of near nonexistent, to have such an enslavement clause in an employment contract. You may have trouble with capturing them.

Sumisu San, isn’t it legal to convert women in Japan?  Why are you converting them here?  I’ve seen anime and read manga where some characters are slaves, sometime all of them. It’s a popular version of Seinen and Shōnen anime and manga, plus even some Josei anime.

Vicky-San, while it is legal in Japan to enslave women and girls, it is not often done to your whole family at one time, much less your workers, which is normally not possible in Japan.  It is also rather expensive to enslave women older than school girls aged, as the tax is, shall we say, high, at 40,000 yen per year starting the second year after they reach the age of consent. This is in addition to the normal tax on enslavement.  The age tax on Sute, her twin sister Atsuko, and the secretaries alone comes to over seven thousand five hundred in American money. There is also a tax, that varies by the exact number of women and girls enslaved, on enslaving more than 2 family members at a time.  After all taxes, the total to enslave all that I am doing today would be near twelve thousand American, plus the fee paid to the slaving company, which would add about two thousand more. While the company pays well, it does not pay that well.  Most men in Japan are expected to have no more than three or four slaves, who were enslaved while still school girls. Because of the treaty between Japan and your country concerning slaves, women, and girls enslaved here are treated as slaves in Japan and no taxes are due, other than slave import duties. Regardless of if they would be taxes due if the enslavement happened in Japan.  Slave import duties are a trivial cost.

Sumisu-Sama, I must ask, why is your sister-in-law in America? I understand why your secretaries would be Japanese and why your company would pay for them, but I would think that only your immediate family would be paid for by your company.

My company pays a monthly stipend, for dwelling and food costs, which is based on the number of dependents you have, so it is in my advantage to have as many dependents as possible.  The rent on my house and our monthly food costs are far lower than the stipend, as it is set up for cites with a much higher cost of living than Eastlake.  As to why I have my sister-in-law living here with me, she and her three daughters were living with my family while she searched for a job in Osaka. She had no husband and her family rejected her for having three daughters out of marriage, so I took her in.  I did not know that this would be several years.  By company policy, she and her daughters are dependents at the time of my moving here to Eastlake.  They are also treated as dependents by your IRS for income tax purposes.

Sumisu-sama, I would be honored to enslave your family and secretaries.  I’m sure that Cook-sama would approve.  Can you point them out to me?
My family, plus my sister-in-law and her daughters, are by, or in, the hot tub.  My secretaries are by the lake. You should not have trouble finding them, as they are the only Japanese women here today.  You will have to speak through Nomi for my family, as she is the only one of my daughters that speaks fluent English.  Both of my secretaries are fluent in English.

Matsumura Atsuko soon to be grilled Yaku style.
Matsumura Atsuko soon to be grilled Yaku style.

After you have enslaved them, I wish to have my sister-in-law, Atsuko killed. If you would, please cut her throat, then disembowel her. My daughter Ima is trained as a butcher and chef will prepare her in the traditional Japanese Yaku fashion, as I do not like the taste and texture of American style roasted slave. I invite you to try a taste of her when Ima has finished grilling her.

I wish to keep ownership of the rest, as they will bring a premium on the Japanese market, more so than I could get here in America, if I do not desire to keep them.  I will be returning to Japan soon.
 Sumisu-Sama, because you are keeping your slaves, rather than selling them to my company, it will cost you five hundred dollars per conversion.  That covers the federal tax and our fee.  I can make you a deal for a total of six thousand for the whole family and your secretaries, that’s one slave for free.
That is most fair West-Sama.  That is less than half the price I would pay in Japan.  I have been saving for this for a while, I just wish I had done it while Cook-sama was still alive. I thank you for your time.

Looks like that there is something in the Southside water that does things to people that live here.  Or Mr. Sumisu wanted a divorce and didn’t want to go through the legal system.  And he’s a busy man, having fucked as many women as he had, often enough to get personal contact status on them.

Vicky cleaning off Atsuko blood
Vicky cleaning off Atsuko’s blood

Evan, Ian, Vicky go get them.  Get the secretaries first, and just taser them to start. Mr. Sumisu implied that the family members wouldn’t be a problem.  If there is a difficulty, taser the adult first.  Run blood test on all of them and if they are green, then put them in the van, apart from the sister-in-law. Take her over to the kitchen. Evan, take the van back to the shop and return as soon as you can. Vicky, think you are up to cutting the throat of a slave then disemboweling her?
I can try. Might have to taser her first.  While she might go along with being a slave, she’s not likely to sit still while   her throat is cut. It’d be my first throat cutting, we don’t do that in the torture room, or at least I don’t think we do. Might have changed since the Issac and Sheila have taken over, but I think that’s too fast of a snuff for them. Sheila might want to do a bloodbath, she seems the type.  Speaking of which, I think I’ll strip to do it, so I don’t get blood on my clothes.  I’ll wash off using the pool shower after I’m done.
Well, people, get on it.  Ian, go with Vicky in case she needs help.


Snuff by Deep Throat
Snuffed while sucking cock.

Hi there.  Are you one of the people killing women and girls?
Yes, I am.  Why do you ask?
I want to be killed in the sexiest way possible.  Can you do that for me?
Well, first, are you a slave?  If you are, I would need to get the permission of your owner.  If you’re a free woman, you would need to volunteer for conversion.  Once you do that, you are mine to treat as I wish, which includes snuffing you.
I’m not a slave, or I would just ask my master to kill me in some sexy way.  What do I have to do to volunteer? 
Fill out this form on my tablet, then get on your knees.
Why on my knees?
Because I’m going to kill you by throttling you to death while you suck my cock.  Just let me put this face fucking block of wood between your jaws to keep you open and so you don’t bite.

I don’t have a gag reflex, I don’t think I will bite.
You say that, but I’ve seen a slave bite from just face fucking, never mind being throttled. That’s why I have the face fuck blocks.
Yes, master, I understand.  Put the block in my mouth.
I’m not your master yet.  Fill out the form first.
Yes sir.

Okay, I’ve never killed a slave while she was giving me head.  This should be good.  Hm, after 24 years of slavery I finally get to do a fatal suck.  I just never felt like going to one of those noose and suck clubs before.
Well, she is taking it all the way down, oh, yeah, doing that throat muscle thing, then coming back up. Lots of suction.
Let me grab her by the neck and give her a little squeeze. I can feel it when I squeeze her neck when she’s down. Need to do that to more cocksuckers, even if I’m not planing on killing them, it feels great.
I should have looked at her name on the form, but I don’t really care.
Gonna squeeze harder. She’s starting to thrash around like she can’t take a breath. Not taking me into her throat anymore. Well, with my hands around her throat, it’s no wonder. Sorry slut, you asked for this, I don’t care if you changed your mind.
I’ve got to keep a tight grip on her.  Glad that block is there, she’s trying to bite, and get away. Ah, she’s spasming. Damn, that feels good.  Her tongue is going crazy on my cock.
Nope, not letting go of your neck, bitch.  Her jaw is losings up, I think she’s going unconscious now. Ah, yeah, more spasms. They seem to be slowing down.  Her face is red, and her lips are turning blue.  And she seems to be done.  Well, going to keep my hands tight around her throat, make sure she’s dead.
Ah, she just twitched.  Not dead yet. Need to squeeze just a little more.  Ah, yeah.  That’s it.  I think I can use her as a cock sleeve and not come out of her mouth.  Yeah, OK.  Going to cum now…  Ah yeah, take it, bitch!
Let me let her go and see what happens. Well, she fell down. The bitch is either dead or unconscious. If she’s unconscious, I’ll just keep throttling her.
Not feeling any pulse.  Yeah, she’s dead.
Thanks, that was a great blowjob, whatever your name is.

Evan, toss her on the pile with the rest of them.

Sir, did you just choke my sister while she gave your head?   I mean, to death?
Yes, I did, she asked to be snuffed in the sexiest way possible.  I decided that she should die giving me a blowjob.
That was hot.
Wait about 30 minutes and I’ll do you if you like.
No, my master wouldn’t like that.
Are you sure? Why don’t you ask him, I’ve got a few more face fuck blocks, in case he wants to do that way?
No, he told me how he was going to snuff me.  He’s going to drown me some time when I’m taking a bath.  He even got an extra deep bath tub just so he can kill slaves that way.  I’ll be his fourth.
Well, OK then.  As long as you get snuffed, that’s all that matters.  Tell him that if he wants you to be tortured to come by Spellbook Slaves, we have a torture room designed for viewing, complete with sex slaves to service him while his slave or slaves are tortured or snuffed.
I’ll tell him that.  He might like to do that.


Hello!  I take it this is the place to come to if you want a troublesome family member hung.  My name is Gilbert Northway and I want my daughter, Ilene hung.  She has pissed me off for the last time, saying she rather be shopping instead of being at her grandfathers service. Just because he wanted her to suck his dick is no reason to not come to his service.  She should have done that as a dutiful granddaughter.  Her mother did, and she was his daughter.  All her sisters who were old enough did.
OK Mr. Northway, if you will just fill out this form on my tablet and point her out to us, we can take care of that problem for you.
She’s the skinny blond over there talking to those other girls.
The one on the right?
Yes, that’s her.
I’ve got to ask, is she of age, she looks rather young.
Oh, no, she’s old enough.  Check the state database.

Ilene Northway, rather be shopping
Ilene Northway, she’d rather be shopping

Ilene Northway?
Yes, what can I…

<ZAP>

OK Ian, take a blood test, and if she’s good, strip her and hang her on that tree.
On it boss.  Are you sure she’s old enough?
Database says she is, and that’s all that matters.
Should have done that as soon as she turned of age. I’ve got 12 that are still underage, and the wife is pregnant with four. You will be seeing me a lot over the next decade. I might convert them all on their birthdays from now on. Might not snuff them, might just sell them, depends on how they act as younger teenagers.
Come on by when they turn of age and we can help you.  You know that a year after her next birth, if you can prove that you are getting married again immediately, you can convert your wife.  They have to be picking up their attitude up from somebody, so it’s either her or their school.  I recommend getting them out of the public school system and sending them to either Dutch Hall or Triumphant High when they get old enough.  Both of those schools will make them into obedient daughters, granted in different ways. Of course, Tesla High will also break them of most bad habits, but they would need to be of age to go there anyway, which doesn’t help you.
I’ll keep that in mind.  Several of my secretaries have been making hints about becoming sex slaves to me, and I’m strongly thinking about it.  The wife is pregnant enough that I don’t get as much sex as I’d like.  She doesn’t like sex after about the 5th month.  Might marry one of the secretaries instead of just fucking them then making them a slave.  Knowing my luck, I’ll get her pregnant and will not be able to convert her.  I’ll marry that one.  Well, that’s at least 18 months down the line.  The twins’ birthday is coming up next month, and they are a handful, so I’m pretty sure I’m having them converted then.
Come on by, we offer the best prices for new slaves in the Eastlake metro area.

And if he puts them in Triumphant High and is even late on one payment, all the female members of his family will be seized.  The underage ones will go into a state home and sold as soon as they are of age.  Their contract is rather strict on that.  Dutch Hall avoids that issue by asking for their tuition up front.  I’m not sure which school is worse, well better, from my point of view. Leaning towards Triumphant because they get the whole family at once, not one daughter at a time.


Mr. West?  I’m Joseph Wilkinson. I know you are doing family things today, but I’d like to know if I can convert my girlfriend today?  We snuck off and had some sex.  What she didn’t notice is that I had my phone on a stump, recording the whole thing.  She’s normally careful about that.  Anyway, I’m tired of her now, I’ve found a set of twins here that are willing to do threesomes on demand, so I’d like to snuff her in some sort of gross way.  Not just hanging, but something really weird.
Well, we do have a drowning mud pit.  She would be stripped, then lowered into head first.  She would drown in thin mud.  Our special for the day is a 400 dollar all in one, capture, convert, test, strip, and snuff.  That covers all taxes and fees.
Oh, that sounds good. Actually, excellent.  She has a fear of drowning.  She wouldn’t even walk near the deep end of a pool.  She’s over there by the blond hanging. Her name is Hope Simmons.
OK, the pit is over by that tree line.

Hope Simmons, Joseph's faithful girlfriend
Hope Simmons, Joseph’s ex-girlfriend

Hope Simmons?
Yes? 

<ZAP>

God I love tasers.  Make capturing sluts so much easier.  Which is important for old farts like me.

Well, Hope, we’re going to do something new, to you, we will drown you in a mud pit.  Your ex-boyfriend Joseph thought that sounded like something you would really not like.
She’s waking up, boss.
Oh God, please don’t drown me.  Please, just cut my head off or hang me, anything but drowning.  Please.
OK, lower her down
PLEASE

<GLUB>

Look at her thrash around.  She really doesn’t like this at all.
I told you she had a fear of drowning.


It’s getting towards the time of the start of the service and they still only have two roasts.  Not gonna be enough.  Ah, here comes a country club official to the microphone now.  Bet he ask for some more.

Gentlemen and Mistresses, may I have your attention.  I have a request to make of you. We need at least 3 more live roasts. While I know there are several dead slaves now, Mr. Cook specified in his instructions for this service that only live roast was to be served. If anyone would like to volunteer a wife or daughter, ideally one of Mr. Cook’s daughters or granddaughters, please see Mr. West if they are not enslaved already, so he can convert them and then sell them to us.  We are offering two thousand to him for this, which means you would get the wholesale value of the woman, which should be about a thousand.  Please contact us immediately after the service. Thank you.


And now the service starts. We need to stand back and look respectful, then they start the spit and live roasts, and we have a 4 hour intermission until the roasted sluts are done.  I suspect I’ll get a lot of business during that time.


TO BE CONTINUED.  PART FIVE DUE OUT SOON.

Long Pig BBQ and Snuff fest Part One – Cook Family Saga #3

Spellbook Slaves, 7:00 AM the day after the Cook family’s visits.


 

Floor Model Bondage
Floor Model in Bondage

Thomas, go get some red rope and tie Samantha up when she gets in the cage.  Nothing major, just a full Shibari harness with some arm and leg restraints.  Pull her teddy off her tits. No gag today.  Tie a Hitachi “Magic Wand” to her. I want her in a state of near orgasm for the rest of her time in the cage today.
Sir, I’m not sure if I can handle that.
Did I ask you?  I think you will find that the contract you signed give me the right to do to you anything that will not lead to permanent damage.  Besides, if you were a real slave, you wouldn’t have a choice, now, would you?  You said you wanted as close to the real slave experience as possible.  Making sex slaves cum for hours is a standard thing. Now, do you want the slave experience or not?
Yes sir, I crave being treated like a slave.  Please tie me up and make me cum all day if that is what you desire.
I think I will just that, but don’t you dare cum until I’m off this phone call with Alex.

Alex, yes I know it’s early, don’t care. I need you to come in little early today. I’ll pay you double your normal hourly rate.  We have a situation here, and it’s in your ball of wax.

Yes, I’m sure it’s your problem, but I don’t think you’ll mind working on it.

Yes 9 will be fine.  See you then.

Kytte Torture Room Goth
Kytte Torture Room Goth, Expert with the whip

OK, slut you can cum any time you want.  Don’t moan, however.  If I hear you, I’ll have Kytte give you twenty lashes.  She’s an expert at maximum pain with no marks.  Really quite astonishing.  I’m sure you will find out about that soon enough.  If nothing else, a customer might want to see it. Just think, you would get a bonus in your paycheck if that happens.
Yes sir, no noise.  I understand you would rather not be interrupted at work by the noise a worthless woman makes.  I shall be silent.  You may whip me whenever you want.  I am a worthless object for men’s pleasurable viewing.  I have no value beyond that.
Don’t forget that.  It’s your second day here, and you have already given me back talk.  This is the 1st and only time you can do that without punishment.

Yeah, she’s not gonna last the month, then she’ll want out of her contract.  To bad for her that will result in her conversion and becoming a sex slave for real.  Think she’ll spend time nude and asking customers if they want blow jobs real soon.  Want to see how far I can push her.


Nine AM, Spellbook Slaves.

Maria and Alondra, two torture room goths.  Sold to “Daddy Issac”

OK, Mr. West, what is so time-critical it brings me in three hours early?
Well, we sold the goths yesterday.
Yes, I heard about that.  Or favorite “let’s watch some snuffs” couple bought them.  What does that have to do with me before shift?
Well, they were, in addition to the torturers and executioners in the room, they were also sucks slaves.  As of today, we only have 2 of them on duty at a time, with the other 4 “on call” 24/7 for more involved or longer sessions.
And?
Well, you need to get some suck slaves by 1 PM today because we have a bunch of frat rats that want to watch their housemother be tortured and maybe snuffed.  They specified that they are going to want to, and I quote, “Get their rocks off in a young hot slave’s throat.”  So you have 3 hours to get at least four, maybe as many as eight, suck slaves with high oral ratings as possible.  I’d say take them out of our stock, but there is a problem with that, the Delta Delta Delta girls and Sam Cook’s family, who all had high sex scores, were all bought yesterday, almost as soon as we posted them on the website, by “Take It Bitch”, a rent a sex slave shop opening for EU students next to the campus.  I give it 6 months before it goes out of business, but that’s beside the point.  The 13 other Cook family slaves are either being tortured right now or don’t have sex slave certificates, which someone said all our suck slaves had.  As I recall, they even specified a score of 85 or higher.  Oh, yeah, that was you.  And before you ask, no, there aren’t currently any grade A with scores high enough for the room in the rest of our stock.  Wrong time of year for that.  So it’s your problem getting this issue fixed.
OK, I read in the “Greek Life” email list that both Delta Delta Delta and Delta Gamma had suck contest in the last week.  Maybe I can get them to convert the losers.
Loser?  We don’t want low skill girls here.
You forget that in all sororities at Eastlake University, you need at least an 85 on oral skills to even be admitted as a pledge.  You also have to have at least a B+ appearance grade. And no fat chicks. The frat’s made those conditions a requirement over a decade ago. Actually, it was the Greek Board of Conduct, but the number of fraternity chapters way out number of sororities chapters.  Votes on the board are per chapter, regardless of the size of the chapter, so it passed.  Anyway, I’ll see about getting some contestants from the cocksucking contest.  If all else fails, we can rent some from one of the suck shops.  I know that’s a last option, but I’m putting it out there.
I’m not going to ask why you are on the Greek Life email list.
Reasons. I used to be a Kappa Alpha Order brother, and I never unsubscribed from the list.  The current list admin and the one before him are clueless, and they haven’t done a purge in like eight years.
Any way let me get out to the chapter houses and see what I can do.  If I can’t get the losers of the contest, I suspect I can get some volunteers if the know that they have at least a six month no sell agreement.  Speaking of which, why did you let the goths be sold?
Issac and Sheila Barton spend over a seventy-five thousand a year with us, twenty-five thousand in the last week.  They have changed their auto-buy requirements in a way that pretty much insures that they will be spending a lot more from this point on. That makes them in the top 5 buyers, so they get special consideration. I also asked the goths if they wanted to be sold to them, but keep working here.  The general reply was, “Live with Daddy Issac?  Sure!”.  So they got sold, even if there were a couple of months left on their agreement.  I’m happy, Issac and Sheila are happy, the goth chicks are happy, everybody is happy.  Now go get some suck slaves, you have wasted enough time as it is.
If we are buying them from Tri Delta, what sort of price are we looking at for them?
Oh, I think 150% of normal wholesale, we need to make this worth their while.  Offer that as to person of choice for the other sorority.


Delta Delta Delta chapter house, Eastlake University

Oh, hello Alex, what brings you out here in a morning, I thought you were the afternoon person?
I am, but we have a problem at the shop which is my fault, or at least in my bailiwick, but I think you, as a chapter officer, can help me out.  Do you still have that “if you lose a contest, you might be converted by the officers of the chapter” clause in your contract that pledges sign?
Well, yeah, but we don’t use it that often. In fact, we haven’t used it without the contestant knowing that conversion was on the table in the three years I’ve been here, and to be honest, I’m not sure whether I want to set a precedent on it unless there is a good reason to.
Hear me out, this might be a good reason, at least for the chapter.  I understand that you had an informal blowjob contest to decide who would represent Delta Delta Delta at the all Greek party’s “Which sorority gives the best head” contest next month.  We would like to buy the losers from the Delta Delta Delta try out contest at 150% normal wholesale prices.  They get a 6 month no sell agreement.  They are going to act as the sex slaves in our torture chamber, just as sex slaves, no non-voluntary torture, apart from for disciplinary reasons. Option upgrade to permanent asset slave status after the six months are up, depending on “Quality of work”, like for example, no gag reflect and liking having their hair pulled.
Well, yeah. that’s a good reason.  150% is way more than we normally get, you normally low-ball us, not complaining, I know it’s just business with Spellbook and the other slavers are even worse.  Anyway, we were contemplating selling a half a dozen or so pledges to pay for next week’s mega party, this just makes it easier to decide on which ones. Speaking of the party, be ready for some pickups.  I don’t know how that’s going to go, but with a lot of fraternity men at a party, there will be some sex-based conversion.  How did you know about the contest anyway, that wasn’t really all that public?
It was mentioned in the “Greek Life” email list.
Oh, need to speak to Eirwen about what she publishes.  And maybe punish her. Which raised the question of why do you read it? You have been out of school for, what, ten years now?  I would think that apart from net-working the “Greek Life” wouldn’t be something you care about.
Reasons.  Mainly for things like this, you would be surprised how many sororities do things that attract my professional attention.
OK. Let me see if the losers are still in the house.  Most sisters don’t have morning classes so they can recover from the night before.  Hmm, might start having pledges have at least one six thirty class and make sure they have a hard night the day before.  But that might affect our grade point average, and that needs to stay up.
Thank you, and let me know if your grade point average falls enough for national to take notice.  We could make it so that your average stays high.
I’ll keep that in mind. It might be important around midterms.

Delta Delta Delta Blow Job Contest
Delta Delta Delta Blow Job Contest

OK, all the losers are still here.  I also asked the other officers about converting them and the general reply was “Why not, why are fucking bothering me with this shit in the morning, it’s your damn job, fucking handle it.” Every so often, they were even ruder than that.  But they all agreed, and I recorded it, so that should protect me from mad fathers, which happens about once a year.  You would think fathers would know what they are getting their daughters into when they pledge here, a lot of them got their first slave from good old tri delta parties.  Anyway, I signed the papers, in my position of chapter treasurer, so they are slaves belonging to the chapter now. At the price you are offering and the no sell agreement, we might have been able to have a couple of rock-scissors-paper games and get you some more “losers”. Want to do that?
Well, maybe. Delta Gamma had a contest as well.  If they don’t pan out I’ll be back.  Do you want the payment in your slave account or is this special?
The normal account will be fine.

Yeah, like everything else in Southside, money wins out over bonds of family or sisterhood.  Which is a good thing, it’s part of our business model.  Anyway that’s four down.  Let see if we can get some volunteers at Delta Gamma.

 


Delta Gamma Chapter House, Eastlake University.

Oh, Hello Alex, you’re not supposed to be here until next Monday.
Next Monday?  Why?
It’s a secret.  Can’t even tell you.  But I can tell make sure the big van is ready.  And maybe the little one as well.
OK, I’ll make sure they are good to go.  Anyway, there is a reason I’m here.  To make a long story short, I need 4 or 5 sucks slave and I hear you just had a cocksucking contest.  You already posted a mug shot of the contest.  Please ask them to volunteer, there is a 6 month “no sell” agreement with this. We’ll pay 150% of their wholesale value to the person or organization of their choice.  The no sell agreement can be changed to asset slave status on good behavior and high rating from customer scores.

Have you gone to Tri Delta?  They had a contest as well. They are, well, slaver friendly than we are.  Not saying that pledges and frosh members don’t need to stay on their toes, but we normally only have a conversion party once a school year.  Next week’s secret event isn’t that, but it’s going to be big.  I’ll give you a hint, it’s from national.
Yeah, got the 4 Tri Delta losers of their contest in the van right now.

Well, OK, let me ask our suck queens if they want to volunteer.
Thank you.

 Gamma Blow Job Contest
Delta Gamma Blow Job Contest mug shot.

OK, all five of them have agreed to volunteer.  They will be down in a minute.  Is that OK or do I need to ask some other girls about this or not? 

No, those five will be more than enough.

 

Wonder how many of these girls volunteered for the money? Two or three I’ll bet. Either that or they were “voluntold” by the chapter officers.  Meh, don’t care, not my problem, either way I got my cock sucking slaves before noon. The boss should be happy with that.

OK Boss, I got nine.  From the Tri Deltas meet Heidi Webb, Elizabeth Simpson, Mollie Barnes and Poppy Thomas.  These were the losers of their blowjob contest.  They were converted by the treasurer this morning for losing a contest and then sold to us.
From Delta Gamma we have Grace Davies, Aleah Russell, Caitlin Olson, Malaysia Calderon, and Ally Bond.  They were all five of the contestants of Delta Gamma’s blowjob contest, and they all volunteered, or were voluntold, not my problem as to which.   Oddly, all of them chose to have their sale value price given to the Kappa Alpha Order fraternity’s general fund.  Not going to think too much about what means.  Oh, Delta Gamma’ house mom says that there will be something big, directed by their national leadership next Monday, and we should have both vans ready.  Wouldn’t tell me anymore.
OK, that’s good to know, maybe.  We only have room for 8 torture room sex slaves right now, and that’s hot bunking them, 4 for each day and night shift.  Meh.  We’ll install a bunk bed, and one luck slut doesn’t have to hot bunk.  Or they can shove all the beds together and sleep in on a big lesbian puddle like the goths did.  It’s too bad that room doesn’t have a webcam, might have gotten some clicks for “hot goth lesbian slave sluts”.

Slaves, I want to warn you that two slaves are being tortured around the clock in the room you will be working in.  Both of them will be killed in a very unpleasant way, they will be spit roasted alive.   You just missed a torture to death scene.  You may have to clean up the blood if she was snuffed in a bloody fashion.  The only reason she was tortured to death is that she was a redhead with breast implants. We have some excellent clients that like to see that sort of slut snuffed in great pain. Keep what is happening in that room in mind in case you decide to act up.  Also, Sigma Chi is bringing in their “housemother” for some torture and maybe snuff.  She should have been careful who she had sex with and made sure there wasn’t a camera in the room.  Those frat bros will be your first clients.  You want to make them happy if you want to increase your status. You want to increase your status.  Low status will result in some light to medium torture. Anyway, what is going on should give you an idea as to what might happen to you if you get punished for any reason.  I expect you to be deep throating some frat rat while one of your ex sisters is tortured to death.  Sorry about that, but that’s life and death in Eastlake.

Now get these slaves to the torture room, have them clean it if it needs it then get them ready to suck frat rats.  

 


Southern Hill’s Country Club’s party area, 2 days later, mid-morning.

Are you from the slaving company?  I’m Steve Bray, husband of Sheryl Cook, and I’d like to sell her and my daughters who are old enough to sell.  I’ve got five and will have three more in a couple of months.

That didn’t take long.  Wonder how many more family sales we get in the next two hour.  The wake doesn’t officially start until then.  And of course we have, after the actual wake service, a 4 hour wait while the spit roasts cook.  Looking at the size of this crowd 2 meat slave aren’t gonna cut it.  They better have at least two, maybe three or four also roasting.

Bray Family
Steve Bray’s elder daughters.

Well, sure, we can do that. We came ready to convert every woman and girl here.
You heard him, strip down and say goodbye to your friends.

 

Ex Mrs Bray
The Ex, Sheryl Bray

No need to be that dramatic about it.  I’m sure many of their friends will be converted today, you just happen to be the first.  Do you want to snuff any of them?  We have several options if you do, hanging, throat cutting, beheading with an ax, drowning in mud, the old standby of blowing their head off.  Of course, you could volunteer one of them as a roast.  They are gonna need more than the two they have scheduled.
No, I don’t think I want to snuff any of them, I’ll just sell them.
You understand that there is a good market for teen snuff bunnies right now.  Good chance that at least one of them will be snuffed in the next week, probably in our torture room.  It that happens, do you want a copy of the snuff video?
You know, I think I do.  For some reason, that sort of excites me.
Just so you know, your wife is probably going to end up butchered and smoked for a BBQ restaurant in a couple of days, the weekend at the latest.  She looks to be “Grade A” Real meat.
If that happens, please let me know the name of the restaurant.
Are you sure you would rather not snuff one?
I would rather not be responsible for killing them, but if someone else does, I want to be part of it somehow.


Excuse me, you’re the gentleman who converted all of Mr. Cook’s son’s family, right?
Yes, what can I do for you?
I’m Kelly Shepherd and I want to know what I have to do to hang my wife, Darlene. She’s one of the Elder Cook’s daughters.

This dude is giving off some weird vibes.  Think I’ll do the full spiel on him.

Do you have a son under 10 or a daughter under 8?
Are you currently legally drunk or high?
Is she currently pregnant?
Nope to the first three and pretty sure she’ not pregnant, we have been married for 5 years, and she hasn’t gotten pregnant once. Pretty sure she’s sterile.
Then fill out this form on my tablet, electronically sign it, pay me my three hundred dollar fee, then you can do whatever you want to her, which includes hanging her.
Ah, do you have any rope?
As it happens, yes I do. Rental fee is 50 per hour, 30 minute minimum.  We also have an all-in-one service where we subdue the slave, if she’s not a volunteer, test her for legal conversion status, then snuff her in the manner of your choose, within reasons.  That runs four hundred.
OK, do you take debit cards, or do I need to go to an ATM?
We take cash, debit cards, and credit cards, but some credit card issuing banks have their fee for slave related transactions, and our account is tagged as slave related, for obvious reasons.

OK so, I’m milking this wake for all it’s worth.  Millions of dollars seem to be at stake here, so I’m getting my share.

OK, I’ll take the all-in-one service. That way I can record it, for evidence at the reading of 2nd will.
2nd will?
Yeah, they say that the Elder Mr. Cook has a 2nd will to be read after he is buried that covers his daughters and their children. It’s rumored that converting or killing them will get you some money, and even if it’s just a ten thousand or so, I want in on that.

And, yet again, Southside, where money is more important than family ties.  And it seems just a rumor of money, even fairly small amounts, will trigger it.  Or this is a low cost divorce.

And if it doesn’t?  You would have snuffed your wife for no purpose.
Yeah, so? It’s not like there aren’t 15 women for every man.  I could be married again tomorrow.  Might even do it today, from one of them here.  I mean, there is a going to be a person with at least a marry and bury license here today.
OK, fill out this form on my tablet, check this option, and point her out for us.

Moments later.
The Ex Mrs. Shepard.
The Ex, Darlene Shepard.

Excuse me, are you Mrs. Shepherd?
Yes…

<ZAP>

OK, do the blood test.  If she’s clean, string her up.  Any bets that this gets us more snuff request?
At a Southside public religious service with slaves involved?  Are you kidding me?  Of course, we are going to get more, surprise it took this long.  The last wedding I was at, I had 3 guys waiting to show me proof of sex as soon as I got out of the truck.  Two of them wanted them snuffed as soon as possible.
This isn’t a wedding, it’s a burial service, and it’s supposed to be quiet, reflective, and thoughtful, unlike a wedding, which is a type of celebration of life, even if a lot of them have some death involved.  Religious celebrations have been weird for the last 20 or so years.
That’s what I’m saying. It’s a gathering of Southside people, where there is maybe some money to be had and there are slaves involved.  Snuffing and conversions are going to happen.
You are far too cynical, my young apprentice.
I work the front desk more than you boss. I know what’s going on with the Southside of late, the torture room gets used two or three times a day. Hey, if I’m your apprentice, does that mean I’m going to get paid more?
Just a figure of speech, sorry.


 Oh, look here comes another one, with his family in tow.  Conversion or snuff?  Five bucks.
Conversion.
Hi! I’m Norman McKay, I saw you hanging Debra and I want to do that to my wife.  And convert the girls.
Going for the second will, are you?
Oh, no, not a member of the family, a friend of Ed Cook.  He told me about selling his family off, and it made me think.  I’ve got a job offer out of state, and it seems like a good time to just get a fresh start in life.
And why you’re hanging your wife instead of just converting her?  Just curious.
Oh, no reason, actually thought that would be better all around.
OK, my young apprentice, it’s a tie.  No winners this time. Same bet for the next one?
Sure.
What do you mean by all that?
We had a bet on if you were coming up to us for a conversion or a snuff.  Turns out you want both.  Any way, let me get the right set of forms on my tablet here.  Fill out this one for your daughters to start with, then hit “Status Check”.
OK, It says, “All Valid”.
OK, point them out to Evan and let him get them.  Evan, try not to do too much violence this early in the day, don’t want to scare other customers off.  Mr. McKay, do you want the all in once service for your wife, or do you want to kill her yourself? And what about your daughters? Do you want to keep them, or are you selling them to us?
I’ll let you all do it as well, I guess the ex now, and I’ll go ahead and sell the girls to you.
OK, fill out this form, check the ‘kill’ option, then point her out to me and I’ll snuff her.

Excuse me, are you Mrs. McKay?
Oh! FUCK! You’re not doing me like you did Debra!  I’ll fucking kill you Norman!  I can’t believe you are doing this, we agreed on just the girls!  Fuck you, fuck your dye blonde bitch of a mother!

And she running.  Damn it.  Must not be one of the submissive ones.  Sluts that aren’t major submissive are getting scarce, not unheard of, but only 25% or so, with the rate seeming to be dropping. And I’m way too old to go chasing after a runner, submissive or not.  That’s why I have 20 something workers.

Ian!  Run after her and take her down. Nonlethal if you can.

McKay Family
McKay Family

OK girls, no running, we’re not going to snuff you today, but let’s be calm, I can taser you and do this the hard way.  Please strip for me.
Yes, sir.  Are you going to kill mom? Are you going to rape us?

Me personally?  No, but she’s getting hung.  And you girls have been sold, but we aren’t going to do anything to you right now, but when you get back to the shop you might be used or sold as a sex slave. It’s hard to say with girls your age.  Now, let me take a blood sample and test it to see if you’re even legal for conversion.

Mrs. McKay
Norman McKay’s ex Wife

OK, boss.  I got her.  Can I be the one that snuffs her? I haven’t done one in a couple of months, and she pissed me off.
Sure, Ian, knock yourself out. I suspect there will be a bunch more today.  Don’t burn yourself out.
Yes, boss.
Evan! Once you’re sure the ex Mrs. Shepard is dead, take these nine to the shop.  Put them in the day holding cell.

 

 


Excuse me, sir. Is Alice McKay a slave now?
If she was one of Norman McKay’s daughters, yeah, just about to take her to the shop, why do you ask?
Well, she’s my girlfriend, or I guess was.  I’d like to buy her now.

Oh dear.  Didn’t think this would happen  Should of though of it however. Young love is powerful thing sometimes.   I’ll cut him a bit of deal, she’s just a B+ anyway

OK, Her sale price is eighteen hundred.  Cash or card. Did you have that?
Yes, sir, just means it’s gonna be another couple of months before I get a new, well new to me, car.  I can live with using Dad’s clunker for a while. Here’s my card.
OK, run over and tell Evan that’s she yours now, before he loads her up in the van.
Thank you, sir!
No problem. When you want more slaves, come by the store and take your pick.


Random Deep Throat
Random Deep Throat

Hi!  I’d like to suck your cock!
Oh, right here? 
Of course.  I’m only tangentially related to this whole thing.  My girlfriend is friends with one of the dead dude’s granddaughters. We have an open relationship, we can do just about what we want, as long was we’re honest about it. I wouldn’t have come with her, but they said there gonna be long pig.  I haven’t had that in years, and I remember liking it.  Then I found out it’s gonna be four or five hours before dinner is served, so I’m looking way to kill time.  Plus it sorta hot.  You kill young girls like me for a living.  You might snuff me some day.
Do you want to volunteer for that?  We can hang you here.
No, not today. I might come by your store later, if I get really bored with life.  Slave, sex slave, pain slut, snuff bunny.  None of those sound boring.  Do you want to know my name?
Not really, you said something about cocksucking?  Why don’t you do that now?
Yes, master.
Be careful when and where you say that.


Random Anonymous Facial
Random Anonymous Facial

Is that your boss that my girlfriend is deep throating?
Ah. yeah, why?
Cum on my face
What?
Pull out your cock and jerk off on my face.
You know that counts as an act right?
Yeah, but the only way I’m gonna see you again is if we decide to volunteer, so I’m not worried about 2 more from you, to honest you’re not really my type.
I don’t know what to say to that.
Come on, less jawing, more jacking.  We agreed that if either got sex at this shindig, the other one could as well.  I haven’t had a good cum wash in a while, so why not?


Evan,  see that bimbo over on the deck?
Sorta hard to miss

Random Bimbo To Snuff.
Cassandra, Random Bimbo To Snuff.

Go find out whom she belongs to and buy her for as little as you can, fifteen hundred max. I think the Issac Barton would like to snuff her.
On it boss

So what’s your name pretty lady?
Cassandra Poole, who are you?
I’m Evan, I’m here on business. So, what’s your relationship with the deceased?
Oh, I’m not even a friend of the family, I’m here to snag a man or at least get a date.
So, your not here with a man then.  Do you like sex?
Of course.  Why would I get tits like these if I would rather not be a walking sex doll? Are you coming on to me?  You have a very direct manner, I think I like that. 
Well sorta, h
ave you ever thought about just becoming a sex slave?
Well, yeah, it’s been on my mind for a while.  Why do you ask?

Cassandra Poole as a Sex Slave
Cassandra Poole as a Sex Slave

Well, the business I’m here on is being a slaver.  If you want to be a sex slave, all you have to do is fill out this form on my table, and take a blood test, you know, to make sure your not pregnant or on hard drugs.
Well, I don’t know it’s a big decision to make.
Come on, it’ll be fun!
Well, OK, give me the tablet.  I’m bored with my job right now.  I hardly ever get fucked in the office, I mean, I just give maybe one blow job a day.
I can assure that your life as a sex slave will not be boring.  Weird at times, but never boring.

 

Well that was easy.  She either has wanted to be a sex slave for a while, or she lives up to the stereotype of big tits and dyed blond hair make you dumb.  Either way, not my problem.  To bad she’s gonna die in agony really soon.

OK, I need you to strip now.
You mean, here?  In front of all these people?
Well, yeah, you’re a sex slave now. Are you saying you have never been nude in public?  I find that difficult to believe.
Well, a couple of times in high school, but that was before I got my tits.  Only danced naked in a club once since then, now wait, I forgot the trip to LA, make that 4 or 5 times.  Oh, I forgot the trip to Mexico.  I really don’t know how many times I was naked in a club there.  Almost every night, and we would change clubs a bunch during the night.
Once you get to the van, I’ll put a collar on you to mark you as a sex slave.  

OK, I’ll strip, but only because I’m a slave and my master told me to.  <giggle>
Yes, I’m your master now, and I don’t want you to wear clothes ever again.
<giggle> Yes master<giggle>

OK boss, done. She’s in the van and collared. 
How much did she cost
Nothing. She’s volunteered to be a sex slave.  I say we use her that way for a week to too then give her to Issac, so she will not be suspicious of him and Shelia.


Volunteer to hang
Volunteer to hang

Can you hang me?
That is a service we provide.  May I ask why?
My asshole husband is talking about give me as another roast, they don’t think they have enough.  He’s talking about using the live rack and I have no desire to be roasted alive.  I noticed that last party here, and I don’t want anything to do with it.
For what it is worth, you would make a great roast.  Just about the perfect mix of marbling to meat.
I didn’t need to know that.  Well, maybe I did, that tells me that he’s serious about this, if any of the cooks have talked to him about me.
You know you could just volunteer to be a slave and that would stop him from converting you.

I know I’m too big to be a sex slave, and I would rather not be just another worker slave. And if he asked to buy me, would you sell me to him?
Of course, that’s my business.
And I don’t want to risk that he does and has me roasted at a party later. Hang me.
OK, fill out this form on my tablet, check the ‘kill’ option then let me get a blood test from you.


Hi!  We would like to know if you have any means of killing a wife other than hanging?

Sure, we have throat cutting, beheading with an ax, drowning in mud, the old standby of blowing their head off.  And they are looking for more live roasters, but that’s not technically us.

So, what do you say guys?
I don’t know, beheading sound good.
Yeah, that or just blowing their head off, but that’s sorta mundane, yeah, let’s go with beheading.

How much does it cost?
Well, we have an all-in-one special that includes conversion and tax, capture and a method of snuffing your choice.  That runs four hundred.  Anything more complex, like torture before, or gang rape, costs more.
No, just beheading them sounds OK. No need to add on to it.
Sure, just fill out these forms on my tablet, click the “kill” button and pay me.  I need to know their names for capture purposes.
Betty Wall
Jan Bullock
Mildred Owen

OK, they are as good as dead, assuming they aren’t pregnant, that will stop their conversion, and hence their being snuffed.  Can you please give me a general idea where they are?

They are that group standing over by that oak tree.  Probably planing their next expensive shopping trip.  Getting tired of multi thousand dollar credit card bills.

And there it is. It’s always about money some how with Southsiders.  There ought to be some way we can work that into our advertising.  Think about that later.

Betty, Jan, Mildred?

Yes?

<ZAP><ZAP><ZAP>

OK, get a blood test and if they are clean, prep them for beheading, field expedient style, I think.

Waiting for the Axe
Waiting for the Axe

Girls, you should have listened to us when we said to tone down the clothes shopping. Now you’re gonna get your heads cut right off.

I’ll be good, Gordon, you don’t have to do this!
Yeah, Craig, please don’t kill me.  What about the girls?
Anything to say Mildred?
Would it stop you?
Well, no
Then I have nothing to say.  Get a pretty one as my replacement.
I can do that, in fact, I’ve got my eyes on one already.
Pig

Sorry, we already paid nonrefundable fees.  Even if they don’t kill you, you’re all slaves now.  And we don’t really believe you that y’all would stop spending our money.  So, it’s off with your heads.  Bye bye now.

<THWACK>
<THWACK>
<THWACK>

OK, guys let’s go find some hotties!

 

TO BE CONTINUED.  PART FOUR DUE OUT SOON.