This blog is based on a universe where in 2000 the US, followed by most of the world, allowed the enslavement of females. Very much not work safe. Also very much misogynist and more than a touch psychopathic. You have been warned.
This is a classic story from May 2006 (Usenet baby!) It’s been edited to fit current names and tax rates.
As I have said before, I really don’t understand some women.
Seems that after neo-abolitionist made such a big deal about the sex and appearance or real meat testings that a lot of companies were offering, the ‘cool’ thing to do for a large group of women would be to have themselves tested. I’m not complaining, a cash stream is a cash stream. I just don’t follow why they would be doing this. Of course some are weirder than others.
Case in point. A group of 5 women came in (3 blonds, a dark redhead, and a brunette) to be sex and meat tested. Unlike most women that come in for the tests, they wanted a little more. They had a rather odd conditional enslavement contract that they had drawn up. It stated that the woman with the highest score “in each category tested” would be enslaved “for use in that category” and that the finders fee would be split among the non-enslaved members of the group. I collected the $100.00 each for both tests and sent them back to the testing guys. Because there was a possibility of enslavement, I also had them give me a urine sample. While they were back being tested, I checked the state slave database. The database and whiz quizzes both said that all 5 were eligible for conversion.
After 30 minutes of so, they all come back into my office, with a sealed envelope with their test scores. I took the envelope to open it, then asked, “OK, how are we going to do the taxes? At least one of you is going to be enslaved, and maybe one of you is going to end up as meat. Normally, the taxes come out of what I pay for the slave, but this is a special case.” I wasn’t going to push it real hard, but if they were willing to pay to be tested, knowing that it could result in their enslavement, they might pay their own slave tax. Couldn’t hurt to ask. They talked among them selves for a few moments, then one asked “How much is the tax”? “$300 each because this is technically a contract conversion, not a volunteer conversion“. They talked a few minutes, then decided “Can you take our bank cards and make a withdrawal from they ones you take?” I though for a second “Check cards or debit cards, sure, but not credit cards. They will not be valid after your enslavement.” Marjorie, the redheaded girl spoke up “How about you just take all the money in the account, take your share out, then split it among the ones not enslaved?” I replied “All I can legally give is the finders fee equal to the tax paid. I can enter into a separate contract, however. Let me see if what I can do.” I pulled up my boilerplate tax law enslavement contract and did a little fast modification, so that instead of all assets going to the husband, they went to the non-enslaved members of their group and if there were none of them not enslaved, to Spellbook Slaves. I printed it off, after which they all signed it. They then started pulling check cards out of their purses and handing them over to me. After I had the cards from all of them I started to open the scores’ envelope. The one of the blonds, Jeannette Holland, spoke up “Wait. I think, to make sure everybody goes through with this and doesn’t try to run out, we should be put in some sort of restraints and maybe gagged.” One of the other blonds, Kathie Alvarado, added “And stripped“. Jeannette nodded “Of course“. With that they started to strip down. After they were naked, I had them cross their arms behind their back, after which I secured them with the plastic “zip ties” that both slavers and police use as disposable hand cuffs.
After that I opened up the report.
“Well, in the oral sex category, the high score goes to Mindy Lloyd.” Mindy was one of the blonds. “Mindy, I’ll be selling you to ‘Deep Kiss Traders’, so you can expect to be working at a suck club in a couple of days. With your cock sucking scores you should do well there.” Mindy looked almost excited about this.
“Next, we have the anal sex category. Looks like our winner is Marjorie Pugh. Marjorie, your redheaded ass, and it is your ass that is being sold, is going to the ‘501 Meatpacking Company’, which despite the name, is a gay bar, granted it’s a bar with fuck booths. They have a standing request for slaves with high anal sex scores, because it’s the only kind of female fucking their clientele do is up the ass. Expect to be abused some as you’re not really a twink. Your skill might keep you from major abuse however.” Marjorie didn’t look happy.
“Moving on to straight fucking, looks like Monique Francis is the best here. Granted you all rate highly, but Monique takes the prize. I’ll be keeping you as a rental sex and torture slave. I’m currently out of brunettes.”
“Now, in the over all category, which is the average of the three sex categories score, looks like the best over all sex kitten of y’all is Kathie. You will also be keep as a rental sex and torture slave. Both of you can to expect to have fairly short and painful life. You should be glad you don’t have the body type that guarantees a tortured to death session, so you will mainly just get used as a sex slave, with some light to medium torture, however we do have clients that like to snuff their fuck toys. Eventually that will happen to you, could be tomorrow, could be next year.”
I put down the S&F test scores and picked up the appearance test results. Knowing how Alex scores women, I knew that all of these girls were going to be Grade A, but who knows about the A Prime. Right now, Jeannette was looking very pleased, knowing that she was about to get a lot of money, because she was the only one not enslaved. I checked the list Alex did. There was one A Prime. “Well, it looks like the meat girl is… Jeannette Holland. Thank you for playing. I’ll have you sent to Hill’s Fine Meat within the hour. You can expect to be put on a spitting machine and live roasted before the week is out. With their new machines you have an 85% chance of surviving the spitting process and going over the coals alive.” She looked stunned.
I ran the cards, paying the tax for each one of them and triggering their slave conversions. I called Vicky in and told her to take Monique and Kathie back to the rental slave’s dorm. I got on the phone with Deep Kiss and offered them Mindy, at a quite nice amount. 501 Meatpacking Company said they would have a truck come by to pick up Marjorie this afternoon.
I called Celina, telling her to run an full asset search on the women, and to get back to me on it, because, well, unlike most enslavement, their assets were mine, because of the contact they signed.
Not a bad afternoon’ work. It’s not often I get slaves to pay through the nose to be enslaved.
This is a Classic WSA2000 story, from March 2006 (Usenet days!) It has been edited to current names and prices.
It’s early morning. I’d been out last night collecting bar flies. 3 of them were re-sold to their boyfriends, and one to her girlfriend. I still had 2 in the new slave in-processing room to deal with, because their “significant others” either were not reachable or didn’t really want them back. I’m on my second cup of Needwood tea and have just not really woken up. Vicky comes into the office and tells me that there is a Mr. Frederik to see me. I tell her to send him in.
Mr. Frederik is a 40ish white guy, wearing a casual suit. He starts off “My name is Len Frederik. My wife, Jean, is cheating on me. I want you to capture her and enslave her whore ass.”
“Capture?”
“Yes, she’s here in Eastlake on a business meeting. We don’t live in Eastlake, I flew in to speak with you on this matter. I’ve seen your show. Go to her hotel and stun gun her ass and bring her back. I’ll pay extra if you do it in public.”
“I see. I need your social security number, her social security number and two forms of ID from you, plus your actual address.” Turns out he’s from Kentucky, which is good, because they have a net addressable database like Oklahoma does. Every thing checks out, and his whiz quiz was clean so we are good to go here. He gives me a collection of photos of his wife,including a full nude, the address of the hotel and a number to reach him after I capture her. As I look over the photos of his wife, an attractive blond, I tell him I will attempt to get her this afternoon. He thanks me and leaves.
I finish my cup of tea and check my schedule. Looks to be clean for most of the afternoon. Have a couple of calls this morning, but seems like is should be a more or less slow day. While I decide if I want an other cup of Needwood or if I want to switch to Earl Gray, Vicky rings the intercom. “I have a Mr. Greenfeld to see you“. I tell her to show him in. Mr. Greenfeld is, well, oily. Wearing a cheap leather jacket with jeans. “Hi, the name is Vinny Greenfeld, and I’m just in town for a meeting this week. I’ve been banging this chick at the meeting and, well, I just thought it would be cool to leave with some cash for my troubles. It’s not like I made sales quota this week.” I ask him if he has the required proof that he is a person of personal contact, and he tells me that he’s been taping his banging. He slides me a USB stick. Sigh, more bad amateur porn….
I put the stick into the computer and bring up the video app. Staring back at me on the screen is Jean Frederik, naked and on top of Vinny. I click to next chapter and see them at it again. I click next, and verify that their are in fact 3 sex acts with the two of them, with valid time date stamps. I eject the stick and put it in the folder I’ve started on this conversion.
I drum my fingers on the desk. “We have a problem. Mr. Frederik was in earlier this morning requesting Jean’s conversion.”
Vinny looks at me and asks “How did you know her name?”
I give him the “listen to what I say” look “Didn’t you hear me, her husband wants her enslaved. Let me make a call.”
I call Len’s cell number that he gave me. After I ID myself to him I ask him if he knows anyone named Vinny Greenfeld. He tells me he doesn’t. I tell him that it might be a good idea to drop by my office. I call Vicky in and tell her to take Mr. Greenfeld to one of the waiting rooms, and to get a slave to blow him while he is waiting, if he wants. He stands up and as they are leaving I hear Vinny ask Vicky “Got any redheads? I like redheads“.
About 30 minutes later, Mr. Frederik arrives. After he gets seated, I ask him how he knows that Jean is cheating on him. He replies “Because while we were out drinking last week Jim told me.”
OK, now I’m confused. “Who is Jim?”
“Jim Wallace, one of my friends. We used to work together.”
I trigger the monitor for the waiting room that Vinny is in. He’s in one of the easy chairs with a redhead on her knees in front of him blowing him. “Do you know this man?”
He looks at the TV “No, should I?”
I nod. “Yeah, you should. He’s screwed Jean at least three times this week and wants to convert her.”
He looks at the screen a bit, then snorts. “Does he want to keep her?”
I shrug, “I don’t thinks so. Said he wanted to make a little extra cash this week.”
Len tilts his head to the side and thinks for a moment. “How much do you think I would get for Jean?”
I thinks about it for a minute. “Assuming she doesn’t have some sort of issue that would lower her value, around 1000, maybe 1200. More if you don’t mind knowing that she’s going to be tortured to death on cable TV.”
Len shakes his head “No, I don’t want that, I mean, not really. I mean if that’s what happens, I’m OK with it, but I don’t want to insure it. And I’d just a soon not have her sold to one of those BBQ places either, not if you have a choice. Hmm. Maybe I can make a deal with this Vinny guy. Can I talk to him?”
I look at Len “Your not going to punch him out or any thing for fucking your wife are you?”
Len looks sort of like I’m crazy for saying that. “Why would I do that? I’d already decided to get rid of her ass before I knew about him. It’s not like I’m still in love with her credit card maxing ass any more.” He thinks for a second then says “Now that I think about it, I really don’t care if you sell her to the cable TV people. How much more are we talking?”
I bring up the The Torture Channel’s web page and follow a few links. “Looks like about a two grand, plus or minus small change. A little more if she qualifies for their ‘Hotties’ program.”
He nods his head firmly. “OK, lets see what sort of deal Mr. Greenfeld and I can reach here.” I ask Vicky to have Vinny brought in.
After he comes into the office, I introduce him to Len “This is the husband of the chick you were banging“. Vinny, predicable, looks a bit upset by this information. “Look, it didn’t mean any thing, you know about being on the road….” Len waves if off “I was here to have her enslaved my self, don’t worry about it.”
Vinny sits back down and looks relived. “So, how do we do this?” I ask.
Len turns to me and asks “How can you pay?”
I tell him “Well, what I can do is after one of you signs the paperwork, I can effect a capture, then run the pregnancy test on her. Assuming she passes that I can pay you my base line. Because you have asked to have her sold to The Torture Channel, you will be eligible for a bonus payment, assuming they take her option. That, of course, means she will be tortured, possible to death, on their cable TV channel.”
Len looks over at Vinny, “So, want to split the payments or do you want to flip for it?”
Vinny looks up at the ceiling and mutters to him self. He pulls his head down “Let’s split the check. When will you know if she’s been accepted by the cable guys?”
I look at the clock. “If I get her before 1:00 PM, we should know this afternoon. They send a guy around to check my stock once a week and today’s the day. I’ve got a couple of friends I can call, but they don’t really like to make special runs for one slave.”
Vinny offers up the detail that from 11:30 to 12:00 this morning she’s going to be on the panel at a luncheon at the Eve’s Mark hotel downtown. I smile about this. The Eve’s Mark chain of hotels is owned by National Media. They rather specifically don’t have a “No Slavers in the hotel” rule, like so many of the other national chains do. Funny that.
I thank the men and tell them that I will give them a call when I have her in my control, there are hand shakes all around, and Vinny tells Len he knows about a great place for an early lunch. They leave talking about basketball. You got to love male bonding.
I call the downtown Eve’s Mark and find out what group is holding the luncheon. It’s the National Group of Light Industry, Human Resource Special Interest Group. I ask to speak to one of the committee chairs, if possible. After a few minutes I get put on with a Mr. Donald Fries. I explain to Mr. Fries that I have a valid conditional enslavement paper on one of their panel members. He responds to this with “So, Jean’s getting enslaved?“. I say, “Well, yes, but how did you know?” “She’s the only one that qualifies on the panel. I know the other two women on the panel have minor children. So, when are you going to do it?”
I think about it. “That would sort of be up to you, however I have a business case for doing it before noon today.”
He replies “Oh, good thing you called when you did. Can you get here in the next 30 minutes or so? We are having a meeting of the panel members then and you can pick her up then.”
I tell him that I should be able to make that, then add “Your being very cold blooded about this, can I ask why?” “I’m in Human Resources, enslavement is a fact of life in the modern work place. And I knew that Eve’s Mark doesn’t have a ‘No Slavers’ rule when I choose this hotel. There isn’t any thing I can do to stop you, so it’s in my best interest to have it disrupt the conference as little as possible.”
I get the room number of their meeting, and thank him. As I gather my kit together, I see a small group of what appear to be cheerleaders coming up the path to the door. I tell Vicky to find out what this gaggle of bimbos wants and to deal with it if possible, I’ll be back in an hour or so.
I arrive at the Eve’s Mark downtown hotel, and park the van in the loading dock area. I check the stun gun then head up to the 3rd floor. I find the room, and knock on the door. I hear a muffled “Come in.” I open the door, expecting to find a small group of people talking about, oh, I don’t know what ever Catbert’s talk about when they are together. Instead, I find Jean, in her bra and panties, kneeling on the floor in front of one of those business chairs that hotel’s are so fond of. In the chair is a balding man in his 50’s. His pants are down and she is blowing him. He looks up at me “Ah, Mr. West. Your hear a bit early. Can you let her finish?”
I nod. “Jean Frederik, a person of personal contact, one Vinny Greenfeld, has requested that you be enslaved, pursuant to the White Slave Act of 2000. At this time you are provisionally enslaved, pending the results of your pregnancy test. I also have an enslavement request from your legal husband, Len Frederik. Now finish blowing Mr. Fries“. With that she turns back to Donald and takes his cock back into her mouth. If any thing it’s gotten harder as I read off the enslavement to her. He grabs her head and starts face fucking her. “I think I will cum in your mouth now, you slave slut! Your not to good to eat my cum now, you slut!” He keeps this up for about 30 seconds, then holds her head down as he empties into her mouth. After he finishes he kicks her back. “Take her, Mr. West.”
I looked down at Jean Frederik, who was laying where she had been kicked back to, with a trace of cum on her face. I hold up the stun gun “Do I need to use this?” She shakes her head back and forth as she sits up. “I’m going to gag you any way.” With that I shove a ball gag into her mouth and fasten the straps behind her head, then pull her to her feet. I put a set of cuffs on her, with her arms behind her back, then lead her out of the room “Thank you Mr. Fries”, I say as we leave.
I get her secured in the van. As we start to head back to my office, I tell her the facts of her new life. “Unless you are pregnant at this time, you have been converted into a slave. Your husband and Vinny have agreed to split the check for you. Also, both of them have asked that you be sold, if possible to the The Torture Channel, and I will warn you that if you are bought by them you will undergo public torture, then, in all likelihood, be killed on the Torture Channel cable TV station.” We were at a stop light, so I turned and looked back at her. Tears were streaming down her face. No matter what else this woman was, and it appears that she’s a bit of a cock hound, she didn’t want to be enslaved. I reached back to release the ball gag from her, warning her that if she starts screaming, I will taser her on the spot. She doesn’t but does start “Please, Mister, don’t take me. Let me go, tell them you couldn’t find me.”
I shake my head “Can’t do that. I’m not even going to say I’m sorry about that either.”
She sobs. “If you can’t do that, then at least, please, don’t sell me to the snuff shows. Len watches those some times. Makes me suck him while he does, it’s horrible what they do to those girls.”
I reply “If you meet their needs this week, that’s where your going, if not, well, we will see. Len did say he would rather you not be sold to a BBQ place, but if that’s the only option, he can live with that. Seems he doesn’t really care if you live or die, and in fact, would rather you died.”
She sobbed in silence for the rest of the trip back to the office.
When we got to the office, I opened the door and brought her in to the waiting room. I removed the cuffs from her and handed her a sample cup. “Fill this to the line. This is your last hope.” She went into the ladies room and brought it back a few moment later. I put a drop on the DAP card. It came back clean. “Jean Frederik, you are enslaved at this time.” With that I put a collar on her, then pushed the intercom button. “Vicky, come escort this slave to the holding area.” Vicky comes in, muttering “I don’t understand other teenagers at all.” I looked at them “What did that mob all want to volunteer?” Vicky shook her head “No, you remember that pair that came in last week wanting to be graded?” I nodded “Seems that they went to the same school as those girls. They wanted to be graded as well. Thomas and that assistant of his talked two of them into signing conditionals. If in the next 90 days you get a request for a spit muffin meeting their body type, well, you’ve got them. I processed their papers and contacted their parents, more than any thing else to explain why they had collars on. I used the digital cell model on them, so you should be able to active their collars any where in the country, not just within range of our network.” She raised her hands “I know they are expensive, but the possible trade off is worth it. I told them the that they would get a shock if their conditional enslavement was activated, and they had 2 hours to report, or their heads would be blown off. I did a demo to make sure that they were active and to show them what it felt like.”
I looked at Vicky “Let me guess, you have a standing order for a spit roast matching their body types.” Vicky smiled back “Only one of them, but give me some time.”
Vicky was starting to lead Jean away. “Vicky, wait, if Thomas is here, I need to talk to him anyway. I’ll take her back to be graded.” I took Jean by the hand and headed back to the room that Thomas and Debby-Ann did their grading. I walk in and find Debby-Ann on her knees in front of Thomas, who is in the process of unloading one of his massive cums on to her face. “Thomas, we have dozens of slaves in this building. Why do you insist on cumming on the only free woman’s face?” Debby-Ann looks up at me “Because we just graded 10 prime young sluts, and I was major hot. I wanted to put one on a Jessica 3000 machine, but if I can’t do that I want to have a hard cock in my mouth.” What can you say to logic like that? “Oh. I see, of course, by all means, cum on her face then. But when you are done, this is Jean, I know she’s not a cheerleader, but see what her grade is please, then have one of the girls take her to the storage room. I need her graded before Phil comes in this week to evaluate for TTC” As Debby-Ann went to get a rag to clean her face off Thomas asked “Stamp, tattoo or brand?” I looked at her “Stamp I think. If TTC doesn’t want her we can redo it later as needed.”
About 20 minutes later, Thomas and Debby-Ann walked into my office. “We are leaving out for the day, got some other places to do this afternoon. Jean was a borderline Grade A. Really more of a Grade B. Definitely not live roaster material, among other things, she’s got fake tits. That a major down check right there. Plus her body fat level is just a little low, so all in all , good prime fuck toy, not a so much as meat. For what it’s worth. See you on the morrow.”
While I waited on Phil to arrive, I went over my books. Well, looked at the reports that Celina had done for me. I really need to come up with a way to reward her, I would have a hard time doing my business with out her. Need to think on that a bit.
Right on time, Phil arrived. He stuck his head into my office and said “I’m going back to check, any body you want to me to give a close check on? Or any really good ones?”
I told him that he should do a close check on Jean, because both of the requesters had expressed and interest in her becoming a torture slave, and that a couple of the bar flies were rather hot, and as so far unclaimed.
His eyes went up at the “both” bit “You have got to tell me that story some time…”
“It’s all on tape. I suspect it will be on the show tonight.”
About 10 minutes later Phil came back. “I can give you 1100 for the two blond bar flies, but no can do with the house wife, whats her name, Jean?“.
Well, that’s that. I signed the report, and was told that TTC would be sending a truck by to pick the two blonds up in the morning. Phil said he would be back next week.
I thought about it for a minute. I told Vicky to get a sex skills tester in and have them test Jean, and see if they could do it today. A few minutes later Vicky tells me that a guy from “S&F Testing” would be by within the hour. I called Len up on his cell and told him that National Media didn’t want Jean, and she was marginal as meat, and didn’t get a live roaster endorsement, but I still had one more possible high dollar client, but It would require a test to be run on her, and that the test cost $50.00. He told me that I should deduct the test cost from the payout. I thanked him and told him I would get back to him.
The tester from “Suck and Fuck testing” showed up, right on time. I
had Vicky take him back to see Jean. Roughly an hour later, he drops by my office, and gives me a report. Her vaginal sex skills were rated at around 60%, anal were even worse, but her oral skills were rated at 99% He explained that they aren’t allowed to give out 100%, but if they did, she would have gotten one. It seems she has no gag reflex, and can take an 18″ test dildo all the way in and hold it for any length of time. “You are never going to choke that chick, at least not with a cock. Plus she knows what to do with her tongue and lips. And she give a real blow job not a porn star job, which just looks good.”
I pick up my phone and call “Deep Kiss Traders”. Jill answers the phone. “Jill, this is Mike West over at Spellbook, can I talk to Fred please?” I hear her call out “Dad! It’s Mr. West, he wants to talk to you…”
Fred picks up the phone, and I hear him chuckle “Some day she will learn about the hold button, what can I do for you, and Jill still isn’t for sale.”
I laughed back, “Actually, she wasn’t why I called this time. What is your going rate for a slave that tests out at 99% on her oral skills?”
Fred gets serious. “Depends on who did the testing. I don’t trust some of them.”
I reply “It was S&F, last time I checked they weren’t on your shit list“.
“No, they are OK. Would add 5 points or so for their anal scores, but aside from that, they are good. Why, you got one that tested that high?”
“Yeah, I do, and to be honest, I’m phasing out my rental business. Between you me and the wall, I would advise you to get out of the general sex slave rental business by, oh, start of school next year.”
“Damn, they are going through with that? I thought there was a lawsuit holding it up.
“There was, but they reached a compromise last week. Your oral sluts business shouldn’t be effected, nor will my torture slaves, but general sex rentals are dead letter in Eastlake starting next school year. They only way your going to compete is find a niche and stick to it, which is why I’m getting out the non-torture slaves business, which is why I have this highly skilled oral slave for sale, not in my rental stable.”
I heard a bit of keyboarding. “So which one is she?”
I give him the camera number, knowing that he is checking her via the web site that The Torture Channel has in support of my show.
“She’s a looker. A lot of the ones that test that high aren’t. Something about needing to compensate”
“Her tits are fake, by the way”
“Teach your granny to suck eggs. I can tell that from here “.
“How much for her?” I ask.
I hear some keyboarding “A S&F 99% that looks good? I can go a two grand.” I do my figuring. After taxes and every thing, that means 300 to me and around 650 for each of the requesters. I can live with that. “OK, works for me. When do you want her?”
Fred replies “I’ll send Jill over this afternoon.”
I call Len up and hear bar noises. “I take it you and Vinny are drinking lunch. Drop by and I can cut you both a check for $650 each for Jean. Seems she a blow job queen and I’m selling her to a company that specialize in those. For what it’s worth, the life expectancy of a slave in a suck club is about 9 months, assuming they offer noose sucks, which most do.”
I hear Len call out “Hey, Vinny, we get 650 for the slut, work for you?” The reply is hard to make out, but after a second Len comes back on the phone and says “Be there in a hours or so.”
They arrive, in fact in less than an hour, take their checks and head back out. I hear Vinny say to Len “Hey, I’m going to be in town for the rest of the week, let’s see if we can catch our selves another slut or two to sell.” Len replies “Sounds like a plan to me….” I shake my head, feeling that I haven’t seen the last of those two.
Southern Hill’s Country Club’s party area, one hour before wake service.
West-sama? My name is Sumisu Aki. I worked as 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 it the most harmonious family. Sadly I did not do this while he still was alive.
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 American. 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. The were warned that they maybe enslave 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.
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 of the 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 woman older than school girl 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, 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 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 payed 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, as she has 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.
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, as opposed to 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.
Evan, Ian, Vicky go get them. Get the secretaries first, and just taser them to start. Mr. Sumisu sorta implied that the family members wouldn’t be a problem. If there is a problem, taser the adult first. Run blood test on all of them and if they are green, then put them in the van, other than 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 why her throat is cut. It’s 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 blood bath, she seems the type. Speaking of which I hink 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. Evan, go with Vicky in case she needs help.
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 need to do to volunteer?
Fill out this form on my tablet then get on your knees. Why on my knees?
Because I’m gonna kill you by choking you to death while you deep throat 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’ll try to bite. You say that, but I’ve seen slave bite from just face fucking, never mind long deep throats. 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.
OK, never actually killed a slave while she was deep throating me. This should be good.
Well, she is taking it all the way down, oh, yeah, doing that throat muscle thing. I’ll hold her head down so she can’t come up for air.
Oops, trying to pull up. Nope, not letting you. Gotta hold her tighter by the face. Keep it down bitch. I should have looked at her name on the form, but I don’t really care.
Nope, not coming up, sorry slut, you asked for this, I don’t care if you changed your mind. Gotta keep a tight grip on her. Glad that block is there, she’ trying to bite.
Ah, she’s spasming. Damn that feels good. Nope, not letting you up slut. Her jaw is losings up, I think she’s going unconscious now.
Ah, yeah more spasms. The seem to be slowing down. Her face is red and her lips are turning blue. And she seems to be done. Well, gonna keep my cock in there just a little longer and my hand on her throat, make sure she’s dead.
Ah, she just twitched. Not dead yet. Let me shove it in a little more. Ah, yeah. That’s it. I think I can use her as a cock sleeve with out coming out of her throat. Yeah, OK. Gonna cum now… Ah yeah!
Not feeling any pulse. Yeah, she’s dead.
Evan, Toss her on the pile with the rest of them.
Sir, did you just choke my sister to death with your cock in her throat? I mean to death? Yes, I did, she asked to be snuffed in the sexiest way possible. I decided that she should die with my cock in her throat. That was hot. Wait about 30 minutes and I’ll do you if you want. 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 gonna snuff me. He’s gonna drowned 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 sister that 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? Yes, what can I…
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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 under age, and the wife is pregnant with four. You will be seeing me a lot over the next decade. I’m 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 teenager. 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 send 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 really 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 some thing 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 really good. She has a fear of drowning. She wouldn’t even walk neat 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? Yes?
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God I love tasers. Make capturing sluts so much easier. Which is important for old farts like me.
Well, Hope, we’re gonna do something new, to you, we’re gonna drown you in a mud pit. Your ex boyfriend Joseph thought that sounded like some thing you would really not like. She’s waking up boss.
Oh God, please don’t drowned me. Please, just cut my head off or hang me, any thing but drowning. Please. OK, lower her down
PLEASE
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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 an 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 were to be served, if possible So if any one 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.
Spellbook Slaves, 7:00 AM the day after the Cook family’s visits.
Thomas, go get some red rope and tie Samantha up when she get in the cage. Nothing major, just 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 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 any thing 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.
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 an bonus in you paycheck if that happens. Yes sir, no noise. I understand you don’t want to 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 your 1st and only time you can do that with out 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.
OK Mr. West, what is so urgent it brings me in three hours early? Well, we sold the goths yesterday. Yes, I heard about that. Or favorite “lets 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 bunch of frat rats that want to watch their house mother be tortured and maybe snuffed. They specified that they are gonna want to, and I quote “Get their rocks off in 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 web site, 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 some one 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 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 a 85 on all 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 chapter. 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 cock sucking contest. If all else fails we can rent some for 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 hasn’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 the will be spend a lot more from this point on. That makes them in the top 5 non corporate 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 was 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 sorta 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 with out 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 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 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, other than 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 thinking about 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. Don’t know how that’s gonna go, but with a lot of fraternity men at a party, there are gonna be some sex based conversion. How did you know about the contest anyway, that wasn’t really all that public? It’s 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 why do you read it? You have been out of school for, what ten years now? I would think that other than 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 effect 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. Might be important around mid-terms.
OK, the all losers are still here. I also asked the other officers about converting them and the general reply was “Why not, why are fucking bother me with this shit in the morning, it’s your damn job, fucking handle it.” Sometimes 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 cock sucking 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 also. They are, well, more slaver friendly than we are. Not saying that pledges and frosh member 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 gonna 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.
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 gonna think to much about what means. Oh, Delta Gamma’ house mom says that there is gonna be something big, directed by their national leadership next Monday and we should have both vans ready. Wouldn’t tell me any more. 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 big lesbian puddle like the goths did. It’s too bad that room does have a web cam, 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 are going to be killed in a very unpleasant way, they are going to 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 because she was a redhead with breast implants. We have some very good 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 bring in their “house mother” for some torture and maybe snuff. She should have been careful who she has sex with and made sure there’s 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 that 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.
Well, sure, we can do that. We came ready to convert every woman and girl here. You heard him, strip down and say good bye to your friends.
No need to be that dramatic about it. I’m sure many of their friends are gonna 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 is gonna 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 gonna 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, let me know the name of the restaurant. Are you sure you don’t want to snuff one?
I don’t want to be responsible for killing them, but if some one else does, I want to be part of it somehow.
Excuse me, you’re the guy that 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 what ever you want to her, which included 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 a 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 chose, 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 own 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 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 gonna be a person with at least a marry and burylicense here today. OK, fill out this form on my tablet, check this option, and point her out for us.
Moments later.
Excuse me, are you Mrs. Shepherd? Yes..
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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 gonna get more, surprise it took this long. 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 gonna happen. You are far to cynical, my young apprentice. I work the front desk more than you boss. I know whats 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 gonna 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, 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 on life. And why you’re hanging your wife instead of just converting her? Just curious. Oh, no reason really, just 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 your 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 to 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 use? I’ll let y’all do it to 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! Your 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. Non lethal if you can.
OK girls, no running, we’re not gonna 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 gonna kill mom? Are you gonna rape us? Me personally? No, but she’s getting hung. And you girls have been sold but we aren’t gonna do any thing 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.
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 is gonna 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 you ask? Well, she’s my girl friend, 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. You got that? Yes, sir, just means it’s gonna be a 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.
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 pretty much 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. 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 cock sucking? Why don’t you do that now. Yes master.
Be careful when and where you say that.
Is that your boss that my girlfriend is deepthroating? Ah. yeah, why? Cum om 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?
Ian, see that bimbo over on the deck? Sorta hard to miss
Go find out who 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 relation ship 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. You like sex? Of course. Why would I get tits like these if I didn’t want to be a walking sex doll. Are you coming on to me? You have a very direct manner, I think I like that.
Well sorta, have you ever thought about just becoming a sex slave?
Well, yeah, it’s been on my mind for a while. Why do you ask?
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, your a sex slave now. Are you saying you have never been nude in public? I find that hard 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.
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 saw that last party here and I don’t want any thing to do with it. For what’s it’s 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 to big to be a sex slave and I don’t want to 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. Any thing more complex, like torture before, or gang rape cost 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 give me a general idea where they are?
The 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?
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OK, get a blood test and if they are clean, prep them for beheading, field expedient style I think.
Girls, you should have listened to us when we said to tone down the clothes shopping. Now your 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? Any thing 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 a non refundable 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.
OK girls, I’ve been researching Oklahoma slave culture and laws. I found out about something called “SINO” or “Slave In Name Only”. Seems that there is a yearly Oklahoma tax for registering a slave that way, but it does give the slave some protections as long as the tax is paid. I have registered you as SINO and paid the tax effective this morning. Next semester all of you are going back to school, and Ella, once you graduate from Tesla, I’ll send you Eastlake University, assuming that is what you want. Y’all will be allowed to have friends, even boyfriends, but I have to meet them and approve of them. Obviously none of you will be joining a sorority, there is just to much risk there. As far as living arrangements go, we are not all gonna try to sleep in the same bed any more, as much fun as that was, there really isn’t enough room on a queen sized bed for 4 people. I’m exchanging my queen sized bed for a king sized, and buying a set of twins for the guest bedroom. One of you will take turns spending the night with me on a rotating basis. Only have big four person orgies as a special occasion, like when we introduce Ella to penetrating sex. You need to let me know when you want that, but don’t take too long, or I might just tie you spread eagle on the bed and have my way with you. Just kidding, more or less, but don’t take too long.
Morning at Spellbook Slaves
Thank you for calling Spellbook Slaves, this is Thomas, how may I help you?
Yes, this is Isaac Barton and I think I’ll need to talk to Mr. West directly on this. I want to buy all your goth slaves, but let them more or less keep their current position at your establishment.
Yeah, that sounds like a Mr. West problem, way over my pay grade. Let me get Mr. West on the phone for you.
Mr West, Sheila and I were talking last night and we came to the decision that we really like watching girls and women being tortured and murdered, not just unholy redheads, which is it’s own special thrill, has been for decades. What we like to propose is that we buy all your torture room slaves, the dark ladies, and have them move in with us. We would have 2 of them be on duty during each of your shifts for emergency killing, but the rest be ‘on call’ for more major, time consuming torture and death sessions. We would provide the dark ladies with transportation to and from your establishment. The only thing we ask is 24/7 access to watching the torture and killing in your torture chamber and that you call us in time to make it to your establishment to view the torture or killing. We are willing to pay a gratuity to the party wanting the activity if they will wait for us before they begin.
We would also like to set up a monthly supply of slaves for the dark ladies to keep their skills up on, both torture and murder. Say four at a time, they don’t have to be grade A or sexually skilled, however both of those would be nice, but in general just teen age or under 25 and have no tattoos. Tattoos are a deal killer. You can have their bodies after we are done with them, for your meat shop. We would also like to get in touch with who ever designed your torture room to help us set up our basement as a torture chamber. Don’t need all the death machines, but do need the rest. We of course would pay you for his time and effort. And I’d like to change the unholy order to include any women with inflated breast, not just redheads. Automatically add them to our account and text us that you have them, with a photo. We will let you know if we want to play with them. Once you have processed them, and we have said we want to play with her, have the on duty dark ladies put them in strappado while they await our arrival. If it will be more than four hours before we arrive, have the unholy taken out of strappado and given 50 lashes, then returned to strappado. every four hours until we do arrive. The only reason why we might not make it in short order, assuming normal business daytime hours, is because we are either out on the town, have pressing business or perhaps on a trip. We will notify you if we are going out of town for more than a day, as that well effect the shift hours of the dark ladies, as we would be taking Faith along with us.
Let me get this straight. You want to take over room and board for six of my slave workers, one if which you have already bought, yet I get to keep them for work here for free? You want to hire Alex as a consultant for setting up a torture chamber at your house? Plus you want a standing order of four, teen or early 20’s, slaves a month where we get their meat once you have snuffed them? All you want is to watch the use of the torture room? You also are expanding your ‘unholy’ list to all fake breasted bimbos, not just redheads?
Yes, that’s it. We are retired and have a fairly large amount in our retirement fund and would like to spend it on having fun, we don’t have any heirs to pass it on to and you can’t take it with you so were are spending it on girls. Our investments and rental properties cover our extravagant life style so the fund is all ‘mad money’ Of course our idea of fun isn’t really something that normal people would do. Of course it’s more common than it used to be, it’s just more expensive to be a serial killer than it was before, now that you can just buy a victim. There is no need for any of us to return to our hobbies and habits of the 20th century
Did he just say they were serial killers before the turn of the century? Sure sounded like it. He did say that he’s been killing unholy women for decades. Not my problem, don’t even know if there is a cold case with redheads with implants going missing in Oklahoma, or for that matter in the whole country. Issac is a good reliable repeat business client. He was spending about 78 thousand a year on unholy redheads. Now that he is expanding the list of what is unholy I suspect he will be spending more. Down side is that we are gonna be missing out on the fake tits sex slave market, but they are paying about seven hundred fifty above market price for slaves with fake tits, so it really doesn’t matter, plus, of course, the video and streaming media money. Of course once word gets out that slaves with larger fake tits don’t get resold and tend to have snuff videos made of them, that might effect the number of bimbos sold to us. Worry about that later.
Well, I’m not seeing a down side here. Come on in and pick them up. Do you want the first month of slaves today and do you want me to bill it to your account? Your total amount on account your would be 25500, including Faith and the three unholy redheads. I’ll cut your a deal and say twenty five thousand even.
Capital! Put in on our account, and yes I think we need the practice sluts today. At least one redhead, even if she’s not unholy, if possible.
I’ll need to tell Alex to get another group of suck slaves for the torture room, looks like that goth girls are gonna be to busy to do that any more. I’ll have him get grade A, with high oral skill ratings this time around.
Later that morning, Spellbook Slaves.
May I help you Mistress?
Yes, you may. My name is Charlene Cook. This is Dawn, I inherited her from my granddad. Technically her last name is also Cook also. Actually I’m not sure about that, she’s a slave now, so she has whatever name her owner gives her. Doesn’t really matter, her name later this week is main course. But I’m getting off topic here, she was my granddad’s 4th and final wife. I don’t like her. Actually it’s closer to hate. She was a real bitch to me ever when I visited granddad. She seem to think that because she had out lived his previous trophy wives, by some years, with out being converted and sold off she was better than most other women and that she had granddad wrapped around her little finger. She really didn’t hide her scorn for me or my job. I am a mistress even if I’m not working as one right now full time. Insurance adjuster might not be the best or most sexy job in the world, but it’s an honest, needed by society job, which is more than she ever had. And I’m on the fast track to management. She, on the other hand, was a dancer at one of those free women topless clubs, which is where she meet granddad. They got married, after a few months, right after he sold wife number three. He converted Dawn secretly at some time late in his life. He told me he was proud of me for making something of my self and getting a mistress license, the only one in the family to do so. He offered to send Dawn to class for it, but she laughed at him and said no, she already knew how to treat slaves. I suspect that’s when he decided to make her a slave. Anyway, I want her put under torture for the next three days then delivered to Southern Hills Country Club at noon on a spit ready to be roasted.
Ah, Southside rich people, never change. Your weird family relationships account for 75% of our business. This is gonna be almost 2 grand for next to no capital outlay.
You do understand that torture really doesn’t effect the taste of the slave meat, don’t you?
Yes, I know that, I just want her to spend her last days in pain, knowing that her beloved husband wanted this for her. I don’t have space for a live-in slave right now, no matter how fun it would be to torture her, so snuffing her seems like the best idea. I’d do it myself but we are having granddad’s wake in three days and I’d like her to be part of the meal, ideally the main course. I just don’t have the equipment you need to properly cook and serve up a meat slave. Not sure if having her butchered is what granddad would have wanted, but he knew my living situation when he willed her to me, so I suspect he knew that she was not long for this world.
OK, what sort of torture would you like for her?
Well, strappado in full Shibari harness, to include a crotch rope and ball gag, when she’s not being actively tortured. Actively torture her every two hour for two hours. For active torture, I want a fifty lashes of hard flogging, with a bull whip, then being pulled on the rack. Hot wax dripped on to her tits, belly and cunt, while she’s on the rack. After the wax cools, scrap it off and start anew. After thirty minutes on the rack remove her and give her fifty lashes again, then return her to the rack and repeat the cycle until the two hours are up. For one thirty minute period on the rack, shove a cattle prod up her cunt. When she’s in strappado do some breast and nipple piercing with heated steel shish kabob skewers. A few brands on her ass while she’s in strappado. Maybe some piercing of her thighs and upper arms if they can do it with out massive blood loss. I don’t care if you dislocate her shoulders or hips while she’s on the rack. Of course sleep and food deprivation goes with out saying. Limited water, just enough to keep her alive. The biggest thing is she lives, in extreme pain, until she goes on the spit and ideally the fire.
We can clean her out so that she doesn’t have to be gutted, which dramatically increases dramatically a sow’s chance of surviving being spitted. It’s rather unpleasant in its own right, if not quite torture. A course of strong laxatives for 3 days that would clean out an elephant and three times a day for three days hot water, soap suds enemas will flush even the dirtiest slut clean, with an ice water hose off when she soils herself. We don’t need to worry about kidney damage, she’ not going to live long enough for that to matter. Southern Hill’s Country Club has a couple of Hill’s Meat’s special spitting machines that have a 85% survival rate for a full spit. Southern Hills rent to qualified users with training certificates. We have two people on staff with those certificates We could spit her on one of those and that almost insures that she lives long enough to go on the fire alive.
I did not know they had those. They didn’t have them last time I was at one of their slave roasts, they just had some old school Jessica 3000, but that was several years ago. I know they do have some live slave roasting brackets, but I want Dawn to be spitted like the pig she is. Rent one of those machines for her spitting instead of using your Jessica, if you don’t mind.
Dawn, dear grandma, I know you always wanted me to call you that. Well now I am for the last time. Have a nice life. Well, not nice for you maybe but you know what I mean. I’ll see you again as you get spitted.
This girl knows what she wants and it’s a bit scary. I suspect she’s gonna rise up in the ranks at her insurance company fairly fast. I wouldn’t want to be a slave worker in her office once she gets put in charge of discipline, Or for that matter a free worker when she gains the right of invoking contract conversions. I’d offer her a job, but other than being a sadist and a mistress, she really doesn’t have a skill set we need right now.
Three days torture is 1500 and we have a 300 dollar snuff fee, so that’s eighteen hundred, cash, debit or credit card. That doesn’t include rental of the machine, but that’s between you and the country club. For some members a number of uses of it is included in their yearly fees, otherwise, it’s by the hour and I don’t really know what they charge for that.
Thirty minutes later Spellbook Slaves
Hello! What can we do for you miss?
My name is Samantha Lancaster and I’ve got a weird idea, that I’d like to do. Can I act as a display model with out being a slave? I mean as a job? Being seen as nothing more than an object is my deepest fantasy.
Then why don’t just volunteer? With your looks, assuming even half decent sex scores you would be a sex slave with in the week. Sooner that that as you would be one here until you are sold.
I also know that slaves that look like me are often tortured and killed for the sick amusement of people, normally men. That’s why I want a job as an object. I tried being a living mannequin at Macy’s but it wasn’t satisfying enough. They were looking at the clothes I was wearing, not me. I want people to look at me like I was an object.
Let me ask the boss.
Mr West, we’ve got a prime blonde that wants a job, not being a slave, but a job, being a display model for us. She’s pretty emphatic she whats to be objectified, but also doesn’t want to take the risk of being a slave.
Send her in.
Let me see if I under stand you right. You want to be a display model, as a job, but not be a slave. You want to be totally objectified. I can do that, I’ll have a contact written for you, my lawyer slave can write damn near any contract and do it quickly. But let me warn you, your contract is going to specify that if enough money is offered for you, you will be converted and sold.
How much is enough?
Let’s say five thousand, that will be in the contract. At that price it’s almost a guarantee you are being bought as arm candy, not as a pain or snuff slut, but I can’t guarantee that. There are some very rich people that would like to see women that looks like you slowly put to death in a great deal of pain. Just warning you about what you are asking for.
What about pay and work schedule? I want as close to the slave experience as I can get with out really being a slave, but I don’t want to work 24/7 or for free.
Well, how about fifteen hours a day, six days a week, starting at seven in the morning, minimum wage, Tuesdays off, that’s our slowest day anyway. With those hours you get about 650 per week, before taxes. You may be put in bondage as part of being a demo. That will be in the contract. Also in the contract will be that for one hundred dollars you will give a customer a hand job and let them cum on your face. For three hundred dollars you give a blow job, doing deep throat if that is what the customer wants, and they either cum in your mouth or on your face. You will swallow. You will also, also for three hundred go down on any woman that wants you. You will continue until the customer cums or tires of you. We will have open negotiations about other types of sex or light torture. You will not be torture in a way that will leave with any visible after effects You will get half of any money made by performing any sex act. You sleep in the worker slaves room. When you are not in the demo cage, you are available for sex to any member of staff or work slaves. That should give you close to the slave experience, but not really risking your life.
I can live with that. In fact that’s more than I imaged could happen. It’s exactly what I want. When can I start? I’ve already quit my day job, sold most of my clothes and stuff. I told my landlady that I was moving out, and she’s already rented out my room.
What would you have done if I said no about this job? And what if it didn’t come with room and board?
I don’t know. Live in a shelter for a while, maybe work as a dancer at Free Tits, or one of the other free women strip clubs. But that doesn’t matter, you gave me my dream job. So can I start today?
Sure, I’ll send the details to Harleigh and have her draw up the legal document.
Great! Let me change into a see through teddy then put me in the demo cage, I’ll take your word for it that you won’t sell me until we get that contract signed.
You have my word. Should get that contract out to you by early evening.
I should have told her that if someone pays five grand for a slave the slave is either being taken as a wife substitute or is being bought by a media company to use as an attractive pain and snuff victim. If Ashlyn from The Torture Channel found out about her, she would get bought up in a heartbeat and made into a season long pain show. Which reminds me, need to make sure that Justin never finds out she is actually purchasable as a slave. If he does Ashlyn will be down here the very next day waving money around. If Hill’s saw her they would try to bargain her price down, but they might just get her at five grand to use at one of their advertisement public spit roasts. Well, Samantha, I really hope this is what you really want, because there is no way this ends well for you. The contract will not have an end date and with drawing from the contract is cause for conversion. Hope she just signs it with out really reading it. Your best option is being a bought and paid for trophy wife for some new money asshole from Southside.
Early Afternoon Spellbook Slaves.
Hello! My name is Alex, what can I do for you?
My name is Ed Cook and I’ve got a sorta a problem that you can fix for me. My father just passed away and part of his will was that I convert the currently of age girls in my family, and to convert the others as they come of age, to get most of my inheritance. So want to convert them all. Sonia here, I want to convert and have tortured for three days, then delivered to Southern Hill’s Country Club to be a spit roast at my fathers wake.
Ah, that rings a bell, let me check something from the morning shift. That’s what I though. Do you know that there already is a slave being tortured and planed to be spit roasted at that wake all ready? His fourth wife according to this. Turned in by a Mistress Cook. A relative of yours?
Yes, she my eldest daughter. Charlene must have decided to torture and snuff Dawn. Not surprised, there was a lot a bad blood between them. Dad knew that and decided to get revenge for some reason on Dawn. If he hadn’t been ill for the last 6 months, I suspect he would have just sold Dawn off. She had just about reached her shelf life.
Does having your, well in theory, step mother being tortured and planed for being a spit roast at your fathers wake change your plan for Sonia?
No, not at all. Torture Sonia the same way as Charlene is having done to Dawn, she has that mistress license and know what to do for good torture. I’d be a lost beyond just whipping her. There is going to be a bunch of people at the wake and Dawn isn’t going to be enough meat. Not sure that even two will be enough. Any way, the rest of the girls are at this address. Can you pick them up? They don’t know that they are being converted, they think I’m only converting Sonia.
We can do that for you.
The senior Mr. Cook is going to have one hell of a wake. Based on what I’ve seen so far, need to have a major presence at the wake if we can. If the rest of the family is like these two, there will be some spontaneous conversion taking place there.
Ed Cook’s Home Southside Eastlake
Hello, I’m Evan, and we’re from Spellbook Slaves and we’ve got a capture order for Etta, Lydia, Arlene, Patty, Annie, Tammy, Cassandra, Katherine and Kristina Cook. Ed Cook converted them today and wants them brought to the shop and possibly sold to us, assuming that they pass the convertible status test, which in this case means not pregnant.
Ed would never do that! There must be a mistake, he was only going to convert one girl, make her a roast for his dad’s wake. He couldn’t have decided to convert all of them.
I’m afraid he did. Something about his father’s will. Here’s the documentation. Don’t make us use force. By Oklahoma law we can use any force less then lethal on any person preventing a slave capture, so unless you want to be tasered and your house trashed, you better tell me where we can find them.
Please put up a fight. I want to do some violence today. Haven’t done that in weeks, maybe months.
No, you don’t need to use force. I was afraid this would happen. Ed was a bit weird after hearing his fathers will. The girls are all out back, skinning dipping in the pool. I still really don’t believe he’s doing this. I thought we agreed that Sonia would be the only one, I’m still in shock here.
Well, he did. We will just take custody of the slaves and be on our way. Have a nice day Mrs. Cook.
Damn. Women are getting way to passive. I know it’s genetic now, but they seem more accepting of their fate as the years go by. Must be something in the water. If it keeps up like this I’ll not to even need to carry a taser, much less use one.
Etta, Lydia, Arlene, Patty, Annie, Tammy, Cassandra, Katherine, and Kristina Cook, I have a capture order for you. You have been converted to slave status and need to come with us. We am allowed to use any level of force to implement this capture. Please come with me or face the consequences.
I can’t believe dad converted us all! I thought he was just converting Sonia! This can’t be happening!
Well, it is. Now come on sluts, I haven’t got all day. If you don’t start moving I’ll shoot a few of you to start. My orders, approved by your father, say that I can kill up to three of you. So, what’s it gonna be. Go to the van or risk being one of the three getting shot. And if you aren’t shot and you still don’t want to go, I’ve got enough tasers for all of you. One way or another you, or your carcass, is going in the van. Your only prayer is that you are pregnant, which means you can’t be converted.
Please put up a fight. I’m gonna shoot the short one, the one with the head band, and the blonde. Come on, daddy want to do some murder on some sweet little teen meat. Come on it’s been months since I got to even taser a slut. I need to shoot some of you, I really need it,
Ok, no need to get violent about it, we’ll come along quietly.d
Damn it.
Mom! Why are you naked! Do you know what these men are doing here?
Yes, I do and if your father wants to sell all of you off, he doesn’t get to keep me. My name is Kara Cook and I want to volunteer to be a slave along with my daughters.
Well damn, I didn’t bring a volunteer test kit with me, I should have, so we can’t tell if you’re on drugs or not. We’ll test you at the shop when we test your daughters for being pregnant. Get in the van with the slaves. We should have room, might be a bit tight, it’s only rated for 9 in the back seats. Of course I can make it easier if I just shoot one them, that would mean you wouldn’t have to squeeze in, do you want me do that? Which one? Make up your mind quickly or I’ll just shoot the short one. She doesn’t look like she’s worth much alive anyway.
Put the gun down, Lydia can sit on my lap.
Have it your way. Just for the record, you daughters are roughly grade B, maybe B+, which means that they aren’t gonna sell for much, but you are grade A MILF. That grade and class is in high demand right now, hope you like being a sex slave.
And there goes my last chance of committing violence of any sort on these sluts. Damn it.
Spellbook Slaves, 30 minutes later
Ok Boss man, got the 9 daughters and the mother decide to volunteer to be with her daughters.
Kara! Why did you do that?
Well, Edward, if you are taking all the girls, you don’t need me either. Buy yourself a bed mate with your blood money. They tell me that I’m probably going to be made in to as sex slave, so how does that feel? How does it feel to know that your darling wife is going to be doing nothing but getting fucked and sucking dick?
Well, to be real honest Kara i’m OK with that. I was thinking of selling you anyway, just after the wake, so this works out OK, just the timing was off. So, Mr. West, what can I get for the whole package?
Well, because Kara volunteered, you don’t get anything from her, but I can offer seven fifty each for your daughters. I’ll make you a deal and take all nine for seven thousand, that’s two fifty more than normal.
Well, I wish I had known that Kara was gonna volunteer, so I could have sold her as well, but I’ll take the 7 grand. Actually I would have just given them to you, converting them gives me my three million from Dad’s estate. He didn’t mention Kara, but did list the girls, by name, as needing to be converted before I got the money. Yeah, I guess it is blood money like Kara said, but it’s a lot of money. I can always get a new wife and start over.
Yeap, Southside family. Money is much more important than family. I wonder what they did before the law changed? Birth rates were still spiking like they are now, and there still was a strong female to male birth ratio, in favor of girls.
Fifteen minutes later at Spellbook Slaves
Ed! What are you doing here?
Well, Johen, I sold of the family because of Dad’s will. Are you here to do the same thing? Want to warn you, sell Mackenzie as well, even if she’s not listed in the will. I didn’t sell Kara, but she volunteered anyway, so I didn’t get any thing. Been told there a good market for sex slave MILF types. Mackenzie should qualify for that. Got 750 each for the girls. You should get at least that, maybe more, I’ve always thought your daughters were hot.
That’s almost to much information Ed. But while we are sharing secrets, I’ve always wanted to fuck Kara in the ass. Might have a chance at that now! Just kidding, but really I do want to anally plunder her.
It’s 150 an hour for renting a sex slave, just putting that out there. And, yeah, Kara is going in the sex slave room until she gets sold or snuffed. Average turn around time on sex slaves is about a week, so make up your mind fairly soon.
Or I could just buy her. Is that OK with you Ed?
Why should I care? I was gonna sell her off soon any way and she volunteered for this. Just in case it matters, she hates taking it up the butt. I’ve needed to get her almost black out drunk to get her to agree.
Oh, better and better. Real anal plunder just like a pirate! So, how much is she selling for?
Well, a grade A MILF normally goes for thirty five hundred, but I’ll give you a family discount and knock two fifty off that.
OK, I’ll buy her. What can I legally do to her after I buy her? I mean can she say no or any thing?
Dude. You’re from the Southside, where selling off family members is practically a spectator sport. Your father owned slaves. It’s been 24 years now, there is non stop media about slaves. The even get snuffed on national TV. Even broadcast TV has some torture shows. Granted their mild torture and they keep a bathing suit on for the whole thing, but still… Why don’t you know there are effectively no limits on what you can do to a slave?
Any thing your twisted little mind can come up with. She literally has less protection than a family pet. You can be charged with animal cruelty for hurting your dog or cat, but those laws, explicitly, do not apply to slaves. The only thing your really can’t do is use her to commit crimes. If you do, it’s like you did it, so you would be the one arrested. Normally when that happens to the slave, depending on the crime, she is either sold off or killed. A lot of that depends on how the judge feels about it and if it’s a felony or not.
Any way, the reason I came here, before I was distracted by Kara’s ass, is that I need to sell my daughters, like Ed suspected. They are all in Eastlake University right now at some function being held by their sorority Delta-Delta-Delta.
Johen, then you better sign the papers converting them fast, tri delta parties have a tendency to result in mass conversions. If your request for conversion is time date stamped before theirs, it takes priority.
OK, where do I sign?
Yeepers, damn sure need to make sure we have a strong presence at the wake. If the extended family is like the close family there is gonna be many conversions to be had. I think I’ll attend in person
Spellbook Slaves, I know. I recognize the van. Why are you here? We haven’t called for a slaver for this party yet. Not sure we are, to be honest. Granted we’re all getting topless, which can lead to random acts of sex, which might lead to a conversion or two, but nothing big was planned tonight.
No, We’re here for, let me check the list, some of these names are hard to say. Anyway looks like Sybyll, Bethsabe, Florence, Sara, Patience, Amphillis, Myrna, and Sara Cook. Their father converted them and this is a capture. I’m sure you know the drill, don’t interfere with the capture or you might get tasered or worse. Actually don’t help, we haven’t trashed a chapter house in a few years, that might be fun. So are you gonna help or do we get to have some fun?
You’re not trashing the house tonight! Most of the girls are all out by the pool. Those that aren’t are practicing for the chapter suck off next week. I don’t think any of the Cook girls are doing that. They aren’t on the list of contestants. Hmm. Might make the contest so the losers of it gets converted. I’ll give you a call if the officers decide that should happen. Let me called the Cook girls together for you. Follow me gentlemen.
Oh, we’re not gentle, at least not on the clock anyway.
Damn it. Another chance at violence thwarted by female passivity. Of course from what I hear, just being in this sorority is like being a volunteer as it is.
Cook girls! All of you! I need you to gather together. These men are from Spellbook Slaves and they are here to take you in. Daddy sold you. Please go quietly, I don’t want them roughing up the whole chapter like what happened last year. Ended up losing most the pledge class to charges of preventing a capture. The rest of you girls, help these gentlemen get the Cook girls in the van and secured. Be nice to them, they most likely will be taking you in later. If you want to be converted tonight just get in the van with the Cooks, I’m sure that they will take you.
If it matters this is just getting your converted a month early, you don’t have to wait for next months all Greek party. You all are on the list of sisters to be converted. Of course so is about half the sorority, now we need to add eight more to the list. Seems that Kappa Alpha Order wants a bunch of tri deltas sooner rather than later. So it looks like you’re not gonna be frat boy slaves. Or on the menu at one of their feasts. Not sure if that’s a good thing or not, depends on who buys you. Have a good life and good luck with your new masters.
We got all eight of the Cook girls, but it was weird. Damnest thing ever. The whole sorority helped us capture them. They didn’t put up any thing like a fight and went quietly to the van. A couple of the other girls almost volunteered, but they chickened out at the last minute.
Yeah, tri-delta girls know that they are slave bait. There is a theory about them that that they join tri Delta so they are “forced” into slavery, so they are not being a slut and volunteering. Something like 80% of their members end up converted, which is high, even for a rich girl sorority in Eastlake. The have a mass conversion every other month or so.
Yeah, the girl in charge said something about an all Greek party next month. From what I understood, about have the chapter is being converted. Are we doing that conversion?
Don’t know, didn’t know about it, but yeah, we are EU’s slavers of choice.
So an all Greek party where a lot of the tri-deltas are going to be converted. That normally means that more than a few of the girls from the other sororities will be be converted as well. Plus frat boys doing PPC conversions. Something we really can’t afford to miss.
In the slave processing area.
So, Mr Cook, I mean Johen, you want to sell your wife off as well as your daughters?
Yeah, Johen, sell Mackenzie so I can buy her and have her deep throat me. I seem to recall you bragging about her throat skills.
That is officially too much information. So are we swapping wives now?
Looks that way. I think I’ll buy her as soon as they capture and and process her, assuming you’re selling her. Come. on you’re getting Kara, let me have Mackenzie, it’s a fair trade.
I’ll give Ed the same family deal.
Yeah, OK. She would freak out if I brought Kara home any way. She’s at home now. Go and get her.
Wonder if Sam is gonna sell his daughters or not?
And miss out on three million? Not bloody likely. Don’t forget Irene was mentioned by name as well in dad’s will.
Well, yeah, Sam’s only got 5 daughters. And dad hated Irene.
Oh I can tell you why dad hated Irene, she wouldn’t blow him when he asked. Didn’t understand that his son’s wives were also for him. I know that Mackenzie did at least a few times. Maybe every time we visited him or he came by our house.
Yeah, Kara did him as well. Did we have sluts for wives or was dad just a perv?
Why not both?
Wonder what my boy Carl is doing with the three slaves he inherited? He didn’t look all that happy when he saw them. I see his point though, those tits would scare a lot of men
Oh, I can tell you that. He traded them for some faux twinks who weren’t dumber than a post. He was treating them almost like girlfriends. Because we are the slaver of record for them, we got an update on their status, they were given protected status this morning. But the bimbos were tortured to death and he was cool with that, just didn’t want to do it himself. Want to see their snuff video’s raw footage? The edited version will be for sale next week, we can let you have a sneak peek if you want. However are you sure Carl isn’t gay? He was adamant about his new slaves being flat chested, “like a boy”.
Reasonably sure. My son had lots of girl friends in school and no boyfriends. Actually other than his gaming group he didn’t have many male friends at all, I think the only clubs he went to were straight teen hang out clubs. If he went to a gay club he didn’t use his card, I would have seen it on the statements. Of course the girl he lost his virginity to was very flat chested, so he may have a type now. Funny he’s the only male in the whole of his generation. No wonder dad gave him something, I’m just surpised it was just slaves, not some money. It’s funny, Johen I will treasure the look on Dawn’s face when she found out that not only was she a slave she was being given to Charlene. Charlene is having Dawn tortured and served as a spit roast at dad’s wake, just like I’m doing with Sonia.
Yep, Southside family. Wife swapping in the 21st century. Wonder how long it will be before one of the “wives” get snuffed? The important question is will they pay to have it done here by trained professionals or just do an ad-hoc at home thing. Given the amount of money they seem to have, they might even have it done at home by a visiting team of pros. While that pays more, the down side is no snuff video to sell later.
Johen Cook’s house, 30 minutes later
Hello, I’m Evan and I’m from Spellbook Slaves. Are you Mackenzie Cook?
Yes, I am.
Please come with me then, I have a capture order for you.
I figured this might happen. I know Johen is selling all the girls because of his father’s will and I thought he might get me as well and make a clean sweep of it. So do I need to strip now or not?
Well, either you strip or we strip you. To be honest I’d would rather you not, so I can get all violent on you. So far your family has been very cooperative and I haven’t even needed to taser anyone.
No need for that. Now what happens to me?
Well, normally you would go in the sex slave holding room and kept as a working sex slave until you are sold or snuffed, but you’ve been already sold to your brother in law Ed. Your ex husband bought Ed’s wife, Kara, just so he can fuck her in the ass. Ed want you to deep throat him. Seems they are doing a wife swap in a way that the you two can’t object to.
Well, I’m getting the better end of that deal. I like to deep throat. Kara hates in the ass. If Ed wants I’ll take it in the ass.
You will do exactly what he asks of you. Disobedient slaves are treated very harshly here in Eastlake. The city even provides a torture service for those that can’t do it themselves for one reason or another and can’t afford to have it professionally done. Training for students in the high school torturer certification and mistress license classes.
Come on, please be ever a little bit disobedient right now, I need desperately to do some violence on a slave today. With so many mass pick up, I’m getting figurative blue balls. We’ve picked up more slaves today than we normally get in a week. And they have all been nice girls, calmly getting in the van.
Yes, of course. I just haven’t fully wrapped my head around Ed being my master, not just my brother in law So, take me to my new master, no reason in putting it of any longer.
Spellbook Slaves Main Office, about an hour after the Cook Brothers left.
Hello! Welcome to Spellbook Slaves. Are you Sam Cook?
Yeah. I’m Sam Cook, how did you know?
Your brothers Ed and Johen left about an hour ago, after selling off their daughters and swapping wives. They said you might be by.
Well, yeah, I want to sell of all five of my daughters and Irene, my wife. It’s a condition of dad’s will. I really don’t want to sell Irene, but dad listed her by name. He seemed to have an issue with her.
Your brothers seem to think it’s because Irene didn’t blow him when he asked. Their wives did and your father though it was his right.
And that’s all the males in Granddad Cook’s immediate family, plus the one granddaughter he seemed to like. I’m gonna need to have a slave sell here pretty soon to ease up on the over crowding we are gonna have once all of these girls get processed and put in holding rooms. He had to have had some adult daughters, with 3 sons, he should have twenty or thirty, unless he’s on of those rare people that the virus didn’t change. Wonder why we haven’t heard from any of them, or their husbands, if they have one, assuming they even exist.
Hey Sam, I’ve got a question for you. Do you have any sisters?
Yeah, 22, over 4 wives I think. No, wait a minute, Dawn didn’t have any kids. There was a rumor that she was sterile. Either that or dad wasn’t fucking her the normal way and I’m seeing dad do that.
What did your dad’s will say about your sisters?
Nothing. It’s like they don’t exist to him, nor his grand children by them. He must have between 200 and 300 grand kids now. Mainly girls.
Sam Cook’s house 15 minutes later
Hello, I’m Evan and we’re from Spellbook Slaves. We have a capture notice for Jeanette, Carolyn, Kathy, Marion, Nicole and Irene Cook. Are you going to come quietly or do we have to use force?
Please say we have to use force, you’re our fifth pickup today and we haven’t gotten to even use a taser yet, much less trash a house.
No, we’ll come quietly, we knew that Sam couldn’t give up the money his father was willing him if he converted all of us.
Damn it. Just once I want a non permissive pick up. Haven’t had one of those in months.
I’m gonna ask you a personal question here, but do you have breast implants?
Well, yes I do. Does it matter? I’ve seen lots of sex slaves with fake tits, should’t be that big of a deal.
You are going to have short and unpleasant life because of them. We have a client couple that likes to torture to death redheads with fake tits. Pays quite a lot to watch our goth girls do their thing.
OH, no, your not taking me in for that! I though I would just be a sex slave, no…<ZAP>
At last! got to taser one. Women in this town are getting way too submissive, and spoiling all my fun. Might be something in the water.
What are you going to do to us? Please don’t taser us like you did mom. All our tits are real! We’re not resisting, please just take us in, we’ll go peacefully, just don’t taser us. Tesla tasers all the girls in the junior class sex and health class so we know what it’s like and, I at least, don’t want to have it happen to me again.
Of course you don’t want to be tasered, it’s not a fun thing. And you just heard me tell your mother she was gonna be tortured to death and you still are being submissive about this?
Well, you all look like you would make good sex slaves, bring you sex skill certificates with you. If you score high enough, it would make for what is probably a better life for you. Sex slaves tend to do better than just run of the mill worker and servant slaves. Damn sure better than what your mother is gonna have.
Yes, we were all tested, let me go get the papers. We all tested really high. I scored high enough that the tester tired to pressure me into being a volunteer.
Yeah, me too, I think we all did. Like I would volunteer to that grease ball.
Back at Spellbook Slaves
Got all six. The daughters all have the looks and skills to be good 2nd maybe even first rank sex slaves, even if their tits are a little small. They are all pale redhead which I think is the number one best seller for sex slaves this month. And get this, the wife is an unholy redhead. Not massive bimbo sized tits, but noticeably larger than life. Plus she put up a fight! I got to taser her. Do you know how long its been since I did that?
Ten weeks, four days. And she wasn’t the pick up, just some woman in the house that was started by you. She actually had her lawyer call us about it. That’s why I know. Anyway I better give Isaac a call then, and text him the unholy’s picture. That’s four in one week. They must be in hog heaven about this.
Well, the law says any level of force less than lethal, and the bitch was in the way of the capture.
Yes, Evan I know that, both parts of the story. You should be glad that the husband had installed a video camera of the living room and there was video of the capture. If he hadn’t it would have been he said she said and a court case, but you got lucky. That’s why you still have a job Evan, now shut up and let me make this call.
Isaac, this is Mike West at Spellbook, I’ve got some good news for you, we just got an unholy redhead. She’s in the torture room waiting for y’all now.
Yes, I got the text, and we are interested in her, however your timing is less than ideal. We couldn’t do another unholy this afternoon. we are still setting up living quarters for the dark ladies. Keep her over night, we and Faith will be there in the morning around 10 or so, assuming that the furniture store delivers on time. Make sure you keep in strappado and flog her every four hours.
OK then, see you then. I’m sure the in shift girls will have fun with her until you and Faith get here. Heidi has been asking if she can practice on some the grade C girls, since no one cares if they have some cuts and bruises. To be fair, before Irene came in, I was thinking about letting her do some torture on a grade C or two. Now I don’t have to.
What the actual fuck boss? 5 pick ups, all from the same family? Plus the 3 we got yesterday? What is going on in Southside these days?
Well, as I understand it “Granddad” Cook left a large amount of money to his sons if they converted their families. It’s weird, but it not really the weirdest thing to come out of Southside. Well, it might have been the weirdest thing to come out of Southside in the last 5 years.
It’s been a weird day. Increased our temporary slave stock by almost 50% at, to be honest, cut rate prices. And there still is the possibility of more at Mr. Cook’s wake.
Thank you for calling Spellbook Slaves, this is Alex, how may I help you this afternoon?
My name is Carl Cook and I’ve got a little bit of a problem with some slaves I inherited. Seems that Granddad and I have widely differing taste in women. He left me three redheaded bimbos with fake tits, who maybe have a total IQ of 90. Or at least that’s the way they act. I’ve been told that the are trained sex toys, but I’m so put off by them that I can’t tell. I tried getting a blowjob in the dark from one, and while it was a great blowjob, her big fake tits kept rubbing up against me and that was a major turn off. I’ve thought about just killing them, but that doesn’t really excite me. I’d like to trade them out, ideally for flat chested brunettes that aren’t brain dead and can hold a conversation.
Sure we can help you with that. Bring them in and we will grade them and we can see about a swap.
You understand I want real flat chested. Almost like a boy.
We might be able to help you there.
Great! I’ll bring them down in about an hour
Spellbook Slaves One Hour Later
I called a while ago about arranging a swap. These are the girls. Say hello girls.
<giggle>Hi, my name is Helen. And I’m Amanda And I’m Penny
OK girls, put on these collars. Make sure they are tight.
<giggle> Are you our new master? Our old master liked to put collars on us when we went out with him.
Well, maybe that depends on if Carl likes your replacement or not. Carl, you weren’t kidding about big fake tits. Did you happen to get their sex test certificates when you inherited them?
Yes, I do. I thought they might important, here they are.
Oh, yes, those are good scores. Sex slave status for sure.
<giggle>See I told you we’re just gonna become sex slaves again
Wait a minute. Let me check something in our standing orders. Hmm. That what I thought. I know you said you didn’t want to kill them yourself, but would you mind if they were tortured to death? We have a standing request for any, and I quote, “Big bazookas” redheads, from a couple that likes to see them tortured to death. They are willing to pay a premium for them. Like three thousand each, which is way more than your requested replacements.
Oh I don’t care if they get murdered in some horrible way, just it’s not a turn on for me. As I understand it granddad used to kill off his slaves every couple years, so it’s not like they weren’t on borrowed time as it was. His 4th wife, Dawn, wanted them killed, not passed on to me. Then she found out she had been converted and was considered part of the property that was to be inherited so what she wanted didn’t matter to any one. She and the house are going to my oldest sister Charlene. Granddad was proud of Charlene getting one of those mistress things. Dad got the summer house, the boat and cars. The rest of the girls in the family, explicitly, by name, got nothing and in fact requested that they be converted. Dad is thinking about this. He has decided that he’s converting at least one of the younger girls and spit roasting her for the wake. Charlene is leaning towards roasting Dawn instead of one of her sisters. I suspect that they are gonna decided on doing both. The only reason these sluts aren’t spit bound is because of their fake tits.
NO!!! Please just keep us! Don’t let us be tortured to death! We can wear a binder when you fuck our face! Don’t trade us! Please…<ZAP>
All three girls collapse to the ground holding their necks and twitching.
And that is why I had you put on slave collars. That was a level 6 shock. It goes to 10. Well, 11, but 11 kills.
Anyway, as I was saying, I’ve got some brunettes on hold for being faux twinks. Most of them have high cock sucking scores, and average to above average fucking in both holes. A couple of them just turned of age and weren’t tested before they were sold. I’m holding them sorta on spec because there is normally a good market for faux twinks, but its been a couple of weeks and none of the gay bars have called for replacement twinks.
Vicky go to the holding room and select 3 flat brunettes and bring them up here.
Meet Judith, Ella and Kelly. All of them were sold by their parents.
Judith has a twin sister. They were in university but their scholarship ran out last semester and her family could only afford tuition for one, so they sold Judith to pay for Jenny’s tuition. She was sex tested as part of her high school senior health class. Got 84 in cock sucking, 78 in fucking and an amazing 92 in anal.
Ella just turned of age and there were too many girls in her family so they sold off three forth of them. As I understand it she’s was an honor student. Took top place in her class at intro to oral sex, so she should be pretty good even if she’s not graded. We believe that she is a virgin vaginally and we know she’s a virgin anally
Kelly was sold for no obvious reason by her step father. Seems he saw our sign and made an impulse sale. The only thing he said was he wanted to make sure she wasn’t sold to a Yankee. She’s was in tri-delta at Eastlake University, so it’s likely she would be converted in the next year or so any way. She was sex graded because her boyfriend was part of a bet with his friends about which one had the best cock sucker as a girlfriend. She came in 2nd, but with a 89 score in cock sucking, a 75 in normal fucking and 70 in anal.
Oh, they are perfect. Just what I had in mind. They all seem to be intelligent. While sex is good, it’s not the only thing in a relationship. And yeah I know that we aren’t technically in a relationship, I’d like to think of them as girlfriends that can’t break up with me.
So, let me call the Bartons and see if these they want your set of bimbos. While you’re waiting would you like a blowjob? Kelly has the highest score at it, but you can have any or all of them if you want. Normally it’s 150 per hour with a sex slave, but I’ll wave the fee if you will wait for the Bartons, that may be a hour or so for them to get here, depending on what they are doing and traffic from south side.
Isaac? This Alex at Spellbook Slaves. How is Sheila doing? Good, that’s good. The reason I called is to ask you’re you still interested in what you call unholy redheads? Oh you are. Well, we have 3 that just came in I thought that you and Sheila might like them. OK, see you when you get here.
Well, you’re in luck, Carl, maybe anyway, they are at least willing to come see them. Just in case it matters, the market price for a twink is about eighteen hundred to two thousand. If they want your bimbo slaves you will get the trade plus thirty six hundred. If they don’t it will be a flat swap. Sex slaves with massive tits are doing well right now so the wholesale price is around two thousand.
About one hour later
Alex! Good to see you again. Are these the unholy redheads you were telling me about? How did you get three at once like them? They will do very well, we will take all three and have a wonderful afternoon.
Well, Carl here inherited them and they don’t fit his taste in women, so he’s swapping them out for ones that do interest him. They are highly rated as sex slaves, but I know that doesn’t matter to you and Sheila, you just want to see them snuffed.
No, not snuffed, tortured to death. Snuff sounds so quick and more or less painless. We don’t want it to be quick, we want it to be slow and horrible. Is Faith still one of the dark ladies? If so we’d like to have her do the killing for us.
Well, yes she.
NO! Please don’t kill us! Please! We are good sex slaves, we could make both of you very happy! Please, Master Carl, don’t <ZAP>
Ah, slave collars. They are the best things ever for a slaver.
You don’t learn do you? I’m almost tempted to snuff one of you to prove the point, but Isaac and Sheila have a much better afternoon planned for you I’m sure.
Anyway, before I was interrupted I was telling your that Faith is in fact still working for us. Would you like to buy her?
Oh, no, she is much better being a torturer here.
Darling why don’t we buy her and let them keep her to be a torturer? That way we don’t have to worry about some one buying our favorite play toy. Don’t forget that the Watsons are converting all of their daughters next week for their anniversary They said they might want to have a couple of them tortured as a welcome to slavery thing. And they are spit roasting the twins. I want to see Faith have a good afternoon with them. Of course with nine, plus the twins it’s gonna be all of the dark ladies having fun, not just Faith.
Ok, we can do that. Alex looks we are buying Faith after all, but she gets to keep her job. Gag the unholy, I don’t want to hear them again. There is nothing that they can say that matters.
OK, We get Faith’s retail price and get to keep her for the torture room. Can’t beat that sorta deal. It’s too bad that Faith is the only one they want.
Ok, let me finish up with Carl and you can take them to the room for fun and games. Carl do you want the difference in cash or a pre-loaded debit card?
A card will be just fine. I’m surprised that this didn’t end up costing me something. I know you buy for wholesale, and sell retail, so I didn’t even think I would break even, much less make a profit on the deal.
Well, come on girls, time to go home. I hope you can play Trivial Pursuit, I’ve been wanting to play for a while, and the bimbos weren’t any fun to play with. I think the only reason they got an answer right was by accident. Also have you ever played a role playing game? My group is looking for new members and I hope you can play with us. Of course you ARE going to play with us, but it better if you are into it, not just doing it because your were ordered to. Like I said, I want to treat you like girlfriends with benefits.
The Torture Room.
The Bartons, the unholy trio and Faith arrive at the torture room. The slaves are trying to talk through their ball gags.
OK, Faith, start by putting Amanda and Penny in strappado and put Helen on the Saint Andrews cross.
Yes master.
Oh, don’t call me master, Isaac will do just fine, You’re not really a slave any more, you’re our helper. I’ll look into what we can do about your living situation. See if we can get in one of the slave apartments.
Helen, I’m glad to tell you that you are going to have a very good afternoon. Well good for us, you might think it’s a bad day, but I don’t really care. If you wanted to be taken seriously and not just be a torture toy, you shouldn’t have gotten those unholy implants. Now Faith start by pushing a long skewer through those unholy boobs. Make sure you pierce the implants. Then do it from the top as well. Then a diagonal from both sides.
Do you want me to remove her gag so you can hear her screaming?
No, I don’t think so, but call in one of your friends, I think I want my cock sucked while you do your magic.
Yes, of course Isaac. Do you remember Jasmine? I’ll get call for her.
Faith begins to push the skewers though Helen’s tits. Helen thrashes and jerks.
You thing it hurts now, what until I start twisting them, slut.
Now take one of those hot coals with the tongs and push it into her right nipple.
Faith takes a coals is taken from the brazier with long tongs and press it into Helen’s right nipple. Helen trashes and screams loud enough that makes it pass the ball gag. The smell of burning meat fills the room.
Ah, yeah, like that. Now the other one.
Faith repeats the process with a fresh coal on Helen’s left nipple. Helen rolls her head back and tries to howl.
Is the iron dildo hot? If it is stuff it up her so called sex toy cunt.
Yes mistress.
Call me Sheila. You and I are gonna have such fun together. Why don’t you call for Heidi for me. I think was her name. I want her talented tongue on my pussy.
Faith used the intercom to call for Heidi, then picks up one of the red hot iron dildo, stoops down so she can reach Helen’s neither lips and shoves it in. A stronger smell of burning meat wafts through the room. Helen pants and jerks.
OK, Faith, now take one of those coals and put it between her ass cheeks right next to her shit hole.
Faith gets another coal, moves behind the cross and pushes the coal in to Helen’s ass crack.
Now cut her nose and lips around the ball gag. Take a skewer and pierce her cheeks.
Faith gets one of the scalpel off the tool self and approaches Helen, who is thrashing her head about to stop Faith. Faith grabs Helen by the neck and stops her from thrashing. She then cuts a triangle shaped piece out of both nostrils and a hole in Helen’s septum, then traces a cut around Helen’s lips. She releases Helen neck.
Now cut her eyelids off.
Wish you had told me that before I let go of her head, Isaac.
Sorry
Faith sighs and grabs Helen by the back of her head.
Issac, I need to call for another girl to help hold them still and then move them around. around, is that OK?
Of course dear, more dark ladies are always OK.
Kytte comes into the room and grabs Helen’s head. Faith takes a skewer and pushes it through Helen’s cheeks. She very carefully pulls Helen’s left upper eyelid out and cuts it off, repeating this on Helen’s right eye. She then pulls out Helen’s left lower eyelid and cuts it off, followed by her right.
Brand her belly. I think they have our symbol.
Faith searches the branding irons.
Is this yours?
Yes.
Faith pushes the iron directly into Helen’s navel
Now brand both thighs.
Faith pushes the brand hard into Helen’s left thigh, leaves it there a moment, then repeats on the right. After that she returns it to the fire.
Let’s be gentle on her for a minute. Pull all her finger and toe nails out.
Faith goes to the tool shelf and selects a set of long nosed pliers.
Kytte, hold her left hand.
Kytte grabs Helen’s left hand. Faith shoves the nose of the pliers under Helen’s thumbnail, then yanks it out. This is repeated on the remain fingernails. The pair then moves on to Helen’s right hand, and pulls the nails out of it. Stooping down they repeat on both feet.
After you finish pulling her nails out take Penny and put her on the Jessica 3000.
You understand you can’t roast her because of her fake tits, Sheila
Oh, yes I know that, we’re just slowly impaling her with the electricity turned on
So the 30 minute setting with the electroshock? Just to let you know we haven’t had a slut survive to being impaled all the way through on the slow setting with the electroshock. We are still working on getting the amperage right on it.
Oh that’s Ok Leave her ball gag in, but loosen up the strap so when the spit gets there it will push it out of the way.
After you get Penny on the Jessica and have started it up, take the long wire saw and wrap it around Helen, cut her in half. I know she’s not going to live through that, but it’ll fun.
Before you do that pull her teeth out.
Why don’t we leave that for Amanda
If you say so dear.
So Sheila, about Amanda, after Faith finishes her dental work, do we want fast, sort slow, or very slow killing for her?
Oh, very slow.
OK Faith, here is what to do. First turn on the Jessica with the electroshock turned on for Penny. Then wire saw Helen in half. Once she’s been bisected put Amanda in the garrote chair, strap her head down, then pull all her teeth out. One at a time. Once you finish that, take the other red hot iron dildo and drive it up her cunt, then very slowly tighten the garrote around her neck.
Now Jasmine, take me all the way down. Stay down until you think you are gonna pass out, then, and only then, come up for air. Unless you want to choke to death on my cock, I’m OK with that but I suspect Mr. West would be upset with that and not let us back in to play with you any more.
Heidi you need to make me cum, three time ideally as each of the unholy die, but I’ll not hold it against you if can’t get the timing right.
OK Dark Ladies, you’ve got your orders, now start up!
The goth girls remove Penny from the strappado and man handle her over to the Jessica 3000, where she is strapped in, and the spit inserted in her cunt. Faith turns on the electroshock feature and starts the spit moving forward as slow as it can. Penny immediately begins to jerk and attempts to yell through her ball gag. Because it’s been loosened she’s louder than a normally ball gagged slave would be.
Faith gets the wire saw from the tool shelf then wraps it around Helen’s mid section. Helen is in shock and doesn’t respond to this. Faith takes one of the handles and Kytte takes the other, and they begin a sawing motion pulling it tighter as they go. It rapidly cuts into Helen’s belly, causing blood to pour out. Helen comes out of shock and begins to jerk about, ironically making the wire saw around her worse. After a few more moments it’s obvious that they are cutting into internal organs. More blood pour forth. Helen jerks once more then hangs still, her head rolled back.
I think she’s dead.
Keep going until she’s in two pieces.
Faith and Kytte continue to saw at Helen, soon hitting the spine. with a little more work they cut through the spine and Helen’s lower half false back bending at the knees.
Penny barely made it half way through the spitting. The electroshock setting may need to be adjusted for lower current. She was jerking along the spit as the current hit her. It was hard to tell if she was alive or the jerking was just muscle reaction to the electrical pulse. The spice solution that was injected into her breasts caused her implants to swell and explode. That may have been what killed her, also from blood loss.
After verifying that Penny was dead, Faith turned the speed up to max on the Jessica 3000, causing the spit to erupt from Penny’s mouth.
Faith and Kytte took Amanda out of the strappado and move her to the garrote chair, strapping her legs, body and head to it.
After doing this she got a much shorter set of pliers from the tool shelf and a dental gag. Faith places the gag in Amanda’s mouth and ratcheted it up to max wideness.
Want to face fuck her? She is primed for it.
No, I don’t think so. Jasmine is doing just wonderfully.
After insuring that the gag was in place, Faith grabbed a incisor with the pliers and pull hard, removing the tooth. Amanda screamed and attempted to close her mouth and yank her head around. Because of the dental gag and the tightness of the head straps this did little. Faith repeated this 27 more times, having a little trouble with the rear molars.
She doesn’t seem to have wisdom teeth so I’m done.
Amanda passed out from the pain several times during her teeth extraction. She was brought back with smelling salts each time. Faith rammed the iron dildo up Amanda’s cunt and the smell of burning meat once again filled the room. Amanda lasted 5 minutes while the garrote was being tightened. It’s possible she drowned in her own blood from the teeth pulling before she was choked to death.
Heidi made Sheila cum twice, once when Helen died and once when Amanda choked to death.
Jasmine keep Isaac cock in her throat long enough after 10 or so deep throat cycles that she actually passed out and fell back. Seeing her fall back, apparently dead was enough to make Isaac blast cum over her face and tits. To Isaac secret dismay she recovered. The feeling of a slut passing out around his cock made Isaac decide that when they snuffed their next unholy redhead he would choke her to death on his cock, after they had pulled all her teeth.
The Bartons talked about buying all the “dark ladies” so they could watch them torture and snuff women and girls. They still haven’t decided about that.
This is a classic WSA 2000 story from December 2012. It fits current canon with minimal edits.
I’m at the desk when the boss comes out with a pickup ticket and a snuff ticket. Tosses them to me “Got a couple for you to deal with.” I assume that they are in the same part of town, or he would not be giving them out at the same time. I entered the pick up’ address into my smart phone’s GPS system, then started to enter the snuff ticket. Odd same address. OK them. ”Just make sure you bring back one of each”.
Huh? The boss sees the look on my face. ”They have a pair of blondes and a pair of redheads. Bring back a blonde and a redhead.”
Oh. This is going to be fun, I can tell.
I arrive at the address. It’s one of the various semi-private out-door clubs that seem to be all over South Eastlake. An over dressed man and a way under dressed woman come up to see me. She’s a brunette, and is wearing a sundress and nothing else. ”I was told it was blondes and redheads, have they changed the order? Late changes cost extra”. The woman, smiles, and play punches the man, “Told you!”. The guy in the monkey suit says “Oh, Jane here isn’t one of the toys, at least not this time around, she is the head of the selection committee, at least for now…” ”Oh, I’ll stay on the committee for a while, at least while there is only 4 of the club wives that can and will deep throat the board at the monthly meetings. No gag reflex is a handy thing to have you know.” The monkey smiles and says “You ever think we are just finding which ones to sell to the Suck-n-snuff clubs?” Mrs. No-gag-reflex looks a bit pensive. ”Let’s get this under way…”
I follow the pair into the “private” part of the club. There is a group of men, all wearing monkey suits, or at least 3 piece suits, all talking with women all wearing either a swim suit or a sundress. There are 4 nude women, with their arms tied over head at the patio. I look at them. Not a one is prime, and only one would get A+, what ever. Not why I’m here. Got 1 natural blonde, one dyed blonde and a pair of natural redheads, or at least if they are dyed gingers they dye their pubic as well. Jane comes up to me. ”Chose two to take with you, and tell me how you are going to kill the other two.” I look at the four. ”I’ll take the two that have shaved their pits this week, pointing out the two on the left hand side. As to the victims, I think I’ll stuff a shot gun in the mouth of the red head and blow her brains out. The suicide blonde, on the other hand, needs to be slow hanged. Want to demonstrate that lack of gag reflex on me while we watch her snuff?
While I was talking with Jane and who ever he is, they had cut down the two that I was to kill. They brought the one I wanted to blow her brains out over to me, along with a blonde with a shot gun. ”We normally only have bird shot, for the skeet range, but I’ve found a few buck shot rounds, I assume that’s what you want. If it’s OK with you, I’d like to be the one that blows the slut’s skull off.”
I think I’m in love.
“Sure, any reason why you want to commit murder?”
“It’s not murder, they volunteered to be this months slaves, knowing that this was a snuff month. And why? Because I’ve always wanted to snuff a slut, and I can’t get the hubby to buy one for me to snuff, and I’d have other things to spend my allowance on.
Mr. Monkey Suit walks up as I ask that. ”Sounds like a wonderful idea, both of them. Jane, show the gentleman what you can do. Evan is it? How do you want her?” I look at her. ”Nude, on her knees only with her ankles tied to her wrists.”
After a few minutes they have the two doomed sluts in place. They have the redhead on her knees in front of me and Ms. Shotgun. The blonde is being stung up, and Jane is stripped and tied.
God I love my job
The blonde is standing on a stool, with a rope tied to it. They give me the rope. “OK, here is how it’s going to work. Red here is going to eat buck shot. As soon as that happens I’m going to pull the stool out from out of Blondie, then face fuck Jane here. Any body, other than Red and Blondie got a problem with this plan? Didn’t think so.” I note that about half the men have one or two of the women, girls really, on their knees getting ready to start blowing them. Ms. Shotgun shoves the barrels of the double barreled shot gun into Red’s mouth. ”You really shouldn’t have been so fast to volunteer with out reading the schedule. Bye Bye Now
*BANG*
With that, I pull the stool out from out under Blondie and grabbed Jane by the hair and pulled her on to my cock.
If she has a gag reflex or not, I couldn’t tell you, because I didn’t care, I just face fucked her while the blonde slowly did an air dance.
Damn, I love watching a slut die slowly on the end of rope. I also love face fucking sluts. Doing both at once, while getting paid for it, can’t even start to tell you how good that is. I love my job. As Blondie slowed down, I fucked faster. As I saw the lights go out of her eyes, I came in Jane throat. Not in her mouth, in her throat. Lots of cum. At least 4 or 5 blasts.
After I finished with her, I pushed her to the ground. Ms. Shotgun walks up, reloading. ”Oh, Jane, the board has made a change to the schedule. We are snuffing 3 this month, and it was voted, unanimously I might add, that it was going to be you.”
*BANG*
Yeah, I’m in love. “So, I never got your name. Want a job?”
This is a classic story from November 2017, slightly edited to fit current canon
Spellbook Slaves, how may I help you?
I want to buy your five cheapest slaves for a sacrifice to the dark lord.
OK, we can do that for you. We have about half a dozen grade B- or C that are tagged “for quick sale”, so they are going for just fifty over tax price, which means you can get five for one thousand five hundred, tax and all.
Do you have on site snuffing?
Yes, we have a full torture and snuff room as well as a hanging room.
Can you hang five at a time?
Yes, but we rent by the noose and by the minute in 10 minute blocks. I can make you a deal, assuming you don’t want the bodies after the ritual, two thousand, all up, and you get the room for as long as needed.
What are you going to do with the bodies after the ritual?
Cut them up for meat. Starting a meat counter as well as our live roast offering.
That is an acceptable use of a handmaiden’s corpse. I will take your offer. We will arrive slightly before night fall. It is important that the ritual be preformed as the sun sets.
Several hours later, near night fall.
O Domine tenebris! Auferte ista quinque. Sicut dignum et iustum est et facere. Benedictus Dominus nomen tenebris.
It is time! Now hang the handmaids for the dark lord! May the people feed on their flesh!
This is a classic WSA2000 story from Nov 2017. It fits current canon
Mom! There is a man here from “Spellbook Slaves” with some papers for you.
Let him in Clara. I’ll be down in a few.
Mom! Your naked!
Good eye Clara. Knew you had it in you. So Dan must have followed through on last night then. I assume you have my conversion papers?
If you are Irene Adams, you assume right.
Well, there is one thing I would like to do as a free woman before. I’d want to convert Clara.
MOM!
Shut up. I know Dan really wants a fresh start and he can’t do that with you around, so it’s best all around if you get converted right now as well.
Well, technically you aren’t a free woman right now, so you can’t do that, your conversion was made several hours ago.
See! I told you dad didn’t want me to be converted…
Oh, that’s not quite the case Clara. I have a second conversion papers, for you, but I was asked by Mr. Adams to only run it if Irene asked for it, with out knowing, so I’m afraid you need to get naked as well. Or I can taser you and strip you my self, your call.
This is a classic WSA2000 story from April 2011. Edited and expanded for current canon.
With no customers this afternoon, Vicky was manning the phone. I was relaxing and drinking some tea. We were playing spades in the back of the front office with a couple of the torture room goths, while Alex and another couple of the goths held down the front. In walks what appears to be your basic bank vice president looking dude. I guess dude isn’t the right term to use in that context, let’s say basic bank vice president looking gentleman. He opens his brief case and extracts a fairly large amount of paper.
My name is Max Ricker and these are SB-12a forms. I’d like to file them with you so I can activate them as needed.
A SB-12a is a statement of Person of Personal Contact. Swearing one out gives the named person the right to convert you at his or her whim. It’s not revocable, it’s for life. It’s not a form that you see a lot of.
Vicky recovered first. Yes, sir, we can file those for you, we have a $100 dollar filing fee per form, and we will give you a 24/7 phone number to activate them with.
All of this was news to me, and I’m the owner of the company. But then I’ve only seen four or five SB-12a forms in my twenty some odd of slaving, so we really don’t have a plan for them, much less a dozen of them
Excellent my young lady. Lets see here we have Lynne Armitage, my secretary, Cora Lapp, my stenographer,Maxine Cummings, my receptionist, Margie Gunter, my mistress and Helen Ackerman, her room-mate. And then we have my stepdaughter’s sorority sisters, Christine Sierra, Brandy Madison, Jenny Greathouse, Marie Dallas, Jennifer Aguirre, Katie Berra and Alice Gaskill.
Vicky picked up the forms That 12, correct Mr. Ricker? That will be twelve hundred, cash or charge. When you activate them, will they know they have been converted? And after conversion are they to be returned to you or do you plan to sell them to us?
Max pulled 12 hundred dollar bills off his money clip and handed them to Vicky.
They know, in theory, that they might be converted, but as to the exact date and time, no, they will not know. And when I activate them, I am DONE with them. Please sell them as sex slaves, then donate their sale price to a charity, say one for cats, less your fee of course, I’ve had them all sex skilled tested and they score in the high 80s, so selling them as sex slaves shouldn’t be an issue. Even if not sold as a sex slave, they are not to be sold to be killed or tortured. I owe them that much. I believe you said something about a number I can call?
Vicky handed him her “personal” card that included her work smart phone number. Call or text this number any time and we will arrange pickup or capture with in 2 hours, anywhere in the Eastlake metro area.
I had to ask. How did you get a dozen women to sign a 12a? I’ve only seen 4 or 5 of those in almost 24 years in white slaving. How did you do it? Most women that are willing to be converted with out proof of sexual contact just volunteer.
Max answered with It’s simple I want a male heir and my wife has passed menopause, so she’s not in the running. I don’t really want to keep buying slaves to attempt to get an heir with, so I started a game. My step daughter, Madison, asked to be in the game, but I have issues with having sex with her, even if her mother says it’s OK. The winner of the game, which is to say the mother of my heir will be richly rewarded, to the tune of multiple millions. They know they don’t have much time to produce an heir, so I added this as the stick to the millions of carrots. Once I start on a girl, or set of girls, they have about 90 days to pass positive on a pregnancy test. A test will be done as soon as possible, to establish both gender and pedigree, so to speak, of the child.
It is a male, and mine, the game is over and all remaining women will be converted, even if I haven’t has sex with them yet. If it’s female, or not mine, the mother will be removed from the game, but obviously not converted for having a female child. In the case of her cheating on me, you will note that there is a note on their forms in the special notes section that if they have a child that is not mine, they agree to give up the child, to me, and be converted as soon as it is medically possible. In the last case, I do want them back. I have some, darker, tastes I would like to try out. I’m currently working on Cora, and of course Margie. Expect a call on at least Cora with in 2 weeks. I tire of her, both as a play toy and as an employee. In point of fact. assuming she doesn’t become pregnant in the next 14 days, take her two weeks from today at the down town branch of Bank of Oklahoma. 5th floor. She will be in room 512, unless she is taking a dictation from me. In that case, please wait for me to finish.
What happens if you don’t get an heir with any of these women?
Well, Madison’s sorority, Chi Omega, has agreed to supply me with, not to be crude, brood mares, for at least the next 10 years. Plus I’m sure that at least a couple of my workers would like to get in on this as well. I’ve thought about doing IVF but I’m some what of a traditionalist, I want my heir to be the fruit of my loins, not someone created in a lab.