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 WSA2000 from Dec 2012. There is no way it can be made to fit current canon, so I’m not even gonna try.
School Girls for ConversionA slave and a snuff toy.
Just as I was getting off shift at Mojos, my mobile phone rings. Caller ID says it’s the Eastlake Finishing School. Odd. After exchanging greetings, Kathrine Haydel, the head mistress (Yes, she does give head sometimes. Not the best in the world, but good enough to make me leave Alma’s great head. Well, that and to get the rush of dealing with school girls as slaves and snuff toys.) asked me to come in this afternoon because their current slave master decided to quit after he found out his contract was not going to be renewed. Seems like I’m going to be working two places for a while. Sleep is over rated any way.
When I came into Kathrine’s office, I find two pig-tailed school girls tied up. Yeah, going to like this job. ”Meet Allie Minaya and Roxie Rottman. They were found with crib notes in their History final. Cheating on a test is an automatic conversion offense. And we want to snuff one of them as a warning to the other girls as they go through finals week. The other, of course, will be converted to a general slave and sold as you see fit. On hearing that one of them would be snuffed, both started to yell and carry on, to include cursing me. While I have fucked mothers, I haven’t fucked my mother, which is what I’m sure they meant. I pulled a set of ball gags out of my kit and gagged them. ”Are you sure I can’t kill both of them? I’m not real found of being called a mother fucker by sluts.”
Kathrine tapped a pencil against her lips, in thought over my request. ”No, I don’t think so. One will be enough I think.” OK then. I look over the two teens, one to be a slave, one to be a snuff toy. The blonde would sell for more, which is an important point. On the other hand I’d rather snuff a blonde than a brunette. Rather do a redhead but that’s not an option here. After a few moments of thought money won out. ”OK Roxie, you got lucky, I’m going to sell you. Allie, you get your head cut off.” I turn to Kathrine “You have installed the guillotine I asked for?” ”Yes, we just put it in. Might as well test it out today. I was planing on using it first on Final Failures, but a Final Cheat will be good enough.”
I put a collar and leash on Allie, then cut the leg ropes off her. I drag her out of the office and down to what will become my play room/office. Well, I guess it’s mine now. In there I find a guillotine, a slow noose, a spitting machine and a chair that could be used as either a garroting chair or an electric chair. Hanging on the wall are a dozen standing cages, plus a score of cages on the ground. This is a real chamber of horrors.
I love it. Just looking around here, with no one but Allie and Kathrine in it makes my cock hard. ”So, how are we going to let the student body see this? Kathrine laughs and points at the various way to kill a slave. ”Notice how they are in an arc facing that blank wall? Watch this”. She walks over to the wall and pushes a large button that I had not noticed. The blank wall comes up like a garage door. Once it’s up I realize that my play room is set up to be the stage in a theater. The student body is filing in to the theater, at least those that have not been converted or snuffed this school year. Kathrine ideally mentions to me “Look out there. About a third of them are going to be enslaved at the end of this week, the final ones for this year. They would be the bottom 25% and the top 5% of the class. Part of their contract with us.”
And I get to sell them. This is going to be a great job. I walk out on the bit of the stage that is on the other side of the door. “My name is Josh Stone. I’m the new slaver and executioner here at Eastlake Finishing School. I’m about to snuff Allie Minaya and Roxie Rottman will be converted and sold on the open market. Both of these girls were caught cheating on their history finals. Let this be a warning to you all, I have no mercy for you, if it were up to me, all of you would be converted or snuffed, but I will follow your Head Mistress’s rules on that. Does any one have a question for me at this time?”. One blonde girl, with pig-tails raised her hand. ”My name is Sharron Durgin, and Allie was my worst enemy. Can I suck your cock while you pull the cord to kill the bitch?”
School girl cock sucker
Oh, this just gets better and better. Mojos is going to have to come up with something more than 50% profit share to keep me. ”Of course you can.” Sharon gets up out of her chair, and walks up, stripping out of her school uniform as she does. She kneels down to the side of the guillotine, waiting for my cock. I untie Allie from the post I had tied her leash to, and lead her to the guillotine. I push her on to the Bascule, then push it down to the bottom part of the Lunette. I lower the upper part over her neck. Sharon moves over to me saying “Kill her when you cum on my face”. With that she takes my cock into her mouth and starts to blow me.
While not the best cock sucker I’ve had, not even the best I’ve had today, she’s not bad. The fact that she’s a school girl, and that she is doing this for spite just make it all the better. I grab her had and push my cock all the way down her throat. She gags, but doesn’t try to pull up. I pump a few times and feel that I’m about to cum. Because that she had said she wanted a facial, I pull out and let fly over her face. As soon as I finish, I reach up and grab the Declic and give it a quick jerk.
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…”
2 to enslaved, 2 to snuffed.
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?
Shotgun blonde
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
Jane the cock sucker
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 WSA 2000 story from December 2012 edited to fit current canon.
As I was setting up for the day one of the teachers came up to me. She was young, almost looking like a student. Her hair was pulled back in a tight bun, and her white shirt was cut in such a way as to almost expose her nipples, and did show her red corset. If this is what the slave teachers were allowed to wear I approve. I’m Harriett Kellog, and I’m the poise teacher here. I’d like you to come watch a stress test. It’s my rule that a girl that fails a stress test will be flogged. Normally I do it, but I’d like to see you do it. Plus I think you will like the test. Master. As you may have guessed I’m a slave at your disposal as well.
OK then. I follow her down to her class room. It’s filled with very thick books, which look like law books. What ever. What I did notice was that the 10 girls in the room were naked, other than their knee socks and pumps, which is odd, because this is nowhere near school dress code. Ah, why aren’t these students complying with the dress code?
Oh, for this class they wear sex slave costumes. For this test they need to be nude and have on sexy foot wear. The will be back in dress code when they leave the class. I have a special dispensation for this. If this bothers you, you may, of course, punish me.
Nah, don’t need to do that. Nude if fine for sluts and that seems to be what this class is really about.
Poise Class at Dutch Hall High School
Harriett takes a seat in and picks up a list. Karina Grayer, you are the first to be tested. Rosalinda Launer, you will be the stress generator. Two girls get up from their chairs and come up to stand next to Harriett, who hands Karina a book. Karina puts in on top of her head. OK, so far, just you standard poise and balance class. Other than being nude, I’m not sure why I would like this. OK Rosalinda, start the stress. With that, Rosalinda crawls across Harriett’s lap and starts licking Karina’s pussy. Don’t forget you have to keep the book on your head for 2 minutes. For every second under that you get 2 lashes. Rosalinda, if she makes it to 2 minutes, you get 120 lashes.
OK, I see why I might like this test. After about a minute, or so Karina started to shake. After 2 shudders the book fell off. Karina reached down and pushed Rosalinda’s face into her pussy. Make me cum slut!. She held her there for another minute or so, shuddering every few seconds, the let go and collapsed to the ground.
Harriet looked down at her. I hope that was worth it. I’m adding all that time to your flogging time. You dropped the book after 70 seconds. You acted like a slut in the presence of a man for another 80 seconds. That’s 150 seconds where you were not in poise. You are a black status student so not only will you be flogged you will be converted today as well. Scott do you want to give her the 300 her or in the death room?
Failed the poise test.
The death room? Nice name for my playroom. I think I like it. Let’s take her there. Rosalinda snapped a collar on Karina, and started to drag her down the hall to “the death room”. By the time I get there she had strung up Karina and had several bullwhips out. Assuming I make through this week and it’s stress tests, I’m going to Mistress classes next semester with my scholarship. I’ve taken the basic torture classes here.
Oh this is getting better and better. Well, that is later, now we have a slut that can’t keep her poise under some minor stress. Let’s remind her of what the means.Well, in addtion to the flogging, I think that failure will lower her GPA to being in the lower 25%. She wasn’t one of our better students, I’d like you to convert her and if her grade is in the lower 25% snuff her.
With that, I picked up the whip and laid the first lash across her back. Rosalinda, keep count for me
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 … 20, 21, 22, 23, 24,25.
After the first 25 I moved around to in front of her and laid lashes on her tits, belly and tried to hit her cunt, but she managed to protect it.
Failed the poise test.
After 25, I moved to her back again. Then back to her front. She keeps protecting her cunt. I can’t get a good lash into it.Flip her over and flog her up side down for the next 100 or so I looked a Rosalinda. I was top of the class for torture. Well, get to it, flip her over so I can flog her cunt until it bleeds. Harriett, be a dear and find out if she will be in the lower 25%, because if she is, she’s going to be a snuff toy. Today. As the teacher left the room I laid into the slut’s cunt. With her being upside down, hitting her cunt was a snap. I put 50 into it before I started back on her tits. I know I did permanent damage to her, so if she isn’t going to be part of the bottom 25%, she is going to need plastic surgery before she will be able to fuck without pain. As if any body cares if a slut is in pain when you fuck her.
Harriett came back, in with some papers in her hands. Karina was going to fail out of this 9 weeks, even if she maxed tbe stress test. You have a snuff toy there.No, I have a flogging slut. After I get through with her I’ll have a snuff toy. Can you fill out the papers for me, Harriett? Rosalinda, how are we going to kill this slut?
Slow hang. Do you want to face fuck me while she dies? If you do, you need to put a dental gag on me, otherwise I might bite, because my jaw is weak.
Weak Jawed Cock Sucker
OK, thanks for the warning. Find one in the toy chest and put it on. I finished up the 300 lashes with some speed. Karina was not responding. I’m not even sure if she was still alive. Didn’t matter. I lowered down, dragged her over to the slow hang noose, then hosted her up. Rosalinda came over, dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth.
You know, 4 blow jobs by teenagers in one day is just about all I can take. Karina never woke up, if she was still alive. After I came in Rosalinda’s mouth and on her face, I went and checked Karina. She was dead. Rosalinda took out the dental gag, moved her jaw around. I’ll call the kitchen. She be used by the food processing class for their stress test. Unless they want to go with the normal ‘use the girl with the lowest grade in the class as the sow’ method. You may have saved the life of a cook.
Can’t have that. No, don’t do that. Call one of the slave meat processors for her. Harriett cleared her throat. Rosalinda, I have some bad news you for you. You are in the top 5% but not the top of the class. As a matter of fact you were number 3 in the class. You aren’t going to make it out of this week, you know that all but the top student in the top 5% of my class after the stress test get a warning. And I’ve checked you’re black status so you get converted.
Can’t have that either. Don’t give her the warning. And since you’re a slave teacher count that as an order from me. Can’t have a talent like her be converted and sold off. I’ll take her into this semester’s mistress class. I get to add a couple of students if it’s before the 1st 9 weeks are up. I’ll convert her my self if she doesn’t measure up.
This is a classic WSA 2000 story from April 2015 edited to fit current canon.
Well, it seems that Triumphant High’s payment system just kicked in. I got a list of families that were in arrears with the school and I was to collect as much of them as I could.
First up, Ms. Virginia Mccormick, a single mom and her teen age daughter Vicky. Address was, as to be expected, a west side trailer park.
Virginia & Vicky Mccormick
“Ms. Mccormick? I’m with Spellbook Slaves. I’m here about your bill with Triumphant Schools”
Are you here to take me away?
OK, this might be easier than I thought.
Yes, I am. Would you please strip. Both of you.
No, don’t take Vicky, take me. Please, I beg you, don’t take my daughter…
Sorry, you should have read your contracts. Both of you are collateral on your school loan.
No… Please don’t
Fuck this. I pulled my M&P 9 pistol out. “I want to see you both nude or I blow one of your heads off”
To my dismay they stripped. Doesn’t matter, I’m going to snuff one any way, just matters as to which one, when and how. For reasons I don’t fully understand Triumphant had requested that I snuff ‘several’ of the collateral.
I’ll decide which one later, after I get a few more collected.
This is a classic story lightly edited to fit current canon. Orginal was September 2015
Is this here one of those places where you can have your women made into meat?
Yes, that is one of the services I provide.
Good. I’ve got my middle one out in the back of the car and I’d like her made into parts for a BBQ. I’m from Weald, and the Lakeside BBQ just had what they called ‘Long Pig’ on their menu and damn it was tasty. I’ve got my own smoker and a special rub I use, so I’d like to try it my self. Then I looked on those interweb sites about prices and they just aren’t right. Then it it hit me. Fannie ain’t doing the family no good, so I looked it up and sure enough, I got the rights to make her into livestock. Want to help me get her out of the car? I hear you’ve got some special services as well.
And what do you mean by “special services? I ask as I follow him out to his car.
Well, I’ve heard that those sex slave types don’t have a gag reflex or nothing. I’d like one to polish my knob while I watch you process Fannie.
OK, thinking this over he wants to rent a sex slave and there is the custom snuff and butchering fee.
Yeah, I can do that for you. How about $500 for a combo deal? That includes the use of one if my best cock suckers and a rush job on processing your livestock.
Five hundred? Hell, that’s less than getting a whole hog done up. And I get my rocks off? Hell yeah.
Daughter for Meat
Fannie is a cute redhead, who’s hog tied in the back seat of his car. She’ been crying and this is obviously not her idea. Being treated like a hog of for a smoker BBQ seldom is. She’s thrashing around, and I’d just a soon not deal with that. That’s why they invented tasers. Once’s she’s under control, I help Mr. Potter carry her into the “specialty meat” section of my shop.
Blow job in the Abattoir
I hit the intercom “Julia, report to the Abattoir.” I always enjoy calling slaves into the abattoir, they never know what is about to happen to them.
Julia, this is Mr. Potter and that is his daughter Fannie. One of you is going to give Mr. Potter the blow job of his life and the other one is going to be converted to chops, steaks and a pair of rack of ribs. Which one do you want?
With out saying a word Julia goes over to the client and drops to her knees “May I suck your cock master? Or would you like your daughter to?”
Are y’all being serious? I’ve got a choice here?
Yes. For the price you are paying you get one slave blow job and one slave converted to meat. Your choice.
Well, it just wouldn’t feel right getting my rocks off on Fannie, so go ahead and process her. I’ll let Julia here polish the old stick shift.
I’m not going to say it out loud, because, well it’s my business to snuff teen age girls, but it never stop to amaze me the number of fathers and step fathers that want their daughters snuffed, while they watch and often getting sexual serviced at the same time, but find the idea of fucking or having their cock sucked by their daughter “wrong”.
While Julia starts giving him his blow job, I’ve stripped Fannie, hooked her feet to the meat hook and raised her up over the blood drain. “Mr. Potter… This is the moment of truth. I’m about to cut her throat. Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Oh, yeah, cut that slut pig….”
A rapid yank of the knife over her throat and Ms. Fannie Potter, one time daughter becomes, in a few moments, Fannie Potter, soon to be meat for a weekend BBQ. As she is bleeding out I hear her father obliviously in the middle of orgasm… “Oh…. Yeahhhhhh”.
As I lower Fannie’s body down on to the actual butcher table and start the process of parting her out a money making idea hits me. “Normally Julia would sell for $1700. For an even two grand I’ll let you take her home with you, as well as Fannie’s parts. How does that sound?”
Not sure how the wife would deal with that.
Tell her to deal with it or be the next batch of meat.
Oh, yeah. I can do that. Yeah, why not, I’ve got me some mad money on me.
This is a Classic WSA2000 story edited to fit current canon. Orginal was from September 2015
OK, welcome to Dutch Hall’s Sex Skills II Oral. I’ve got to warn you that, unlike the mundane Sex Skills class, there is a chance you can die taking this class. In fact, I’m going to snuff one of you today, just because I can, and because I want to show you what can go wrong with being a suck slave.
Yeah, I know none of you are suck slaves, and in fact some of you aren’t right now slaves. But you did sign a waiver that allows for conversion under select circumstances. You should have asked about that. Normally, that means you have violated a school rule or something. And for the “traditional” Dutch Hall students, that’s pretty much the case. But for those of you that are taking this as part of an Adult education program, well, one of those circumstances is that I want to do something that would be illegal if you were a free women. Like, for example, snuffing you.
Now, before I select my murder victim, I am required to allow you to withdraw from the class. Be advised that you will only get 50% of your tuition returned and that you will have a 10 year ban on taking adult education from Dutch Hall or any of our allied educational institutions. I believe that is about 80% of the schools in Oklahoma and I know it’s all the schools in Eastlake other than Brother Charisma University. I’m going to take a 5 minute tea break, when I return, if you are still here, I will assume you are going to stay in the course. This, by the way, is the last time this offer will be made. After today, the only way you can leave the course is by my permission or by order of a judge. Allowances will be made, of course, for medical and family emergencies, but in general, it’s today or never for you.
There were 25 free women taking this class. Last time I made this speech I lost 3. Wondering how many I’ll lose today. Turns out it 2. I should have told them that in a normal class, I end up converting about half the class and snuffing about half of those. If I wasn’t a psychopath I would tell them. But then again, if I wasn’t a psychopath I really couldn’t teach this class. Chicken and egg thing there.
OK, I’m back. Looks like a couple of your sister students decided to leave. That’s OK. Any one here know SQL? I ask because I’m just going to run a little statement to let the computer select who gets the full demo today, and I want some one to verify it’s as fair as possible. You do? Ok, check this out… You agree that it’s going to select an adult student who didn’t select the pay the “fully safe” tuition option and at random? Yes, I know the full safety option is like 6 times the normal tuition, but that’s not my problem. So, you agree that statement does what I say it does? OK, go ahead and press the execute statement button, pardon the pun. OK, cut and paste that name into the “Name of conversion” field. Check the “at contract holder’s option button. Press submit. What reply did we get? Approved? OK, what was the name? “Paula Turner” Thank you. You may return to your seat. How does it feel to have selected some one to be snuffed for your education? Make you moist? I’ll bet it does.
OK then, Paula. Come on down. If you need to call some one I’ll give you a few minutes.
It’s always fun to listen to the final good byes of what was free woman, right before I convert her and snuff her. Makes it more, ah, fun. Yeah, let’s go with that. Paula, as it happens didn’t have any one to call. Spoil sport
Sex Torture Snuff
OK Paula, what I want you to do is strip and go stand by that iron frame. What I’m going to do is is secure you to it and put a mechanical garrote around our neck. What it’s going to do is is slowly tighten as I face fuck you. In most cases, when a sex slave is in one of these, when the customer cums, the garrote is turned off. I’m not going to do that today, because, well I always snuff some one during the first day of class and I don’t see a reason to not do it today.
Paula is a blond with big tits. They look just a little fake, seem a little to perky for their size.
Ok Paula, I’m going to warn you that if you bite, yes, I will turn off the garrote. I will then skin you alive, salting the wounds as I do so. I also know that you have a daughter of convertible age. She will be converted and used as a whore, in our “every thing goes” section. We lose about 2 a week there. Are we clear? No teeth.
Just off the record, I really didn’t have any legal way to just convert her daughter, but I didn’t need to tell her that. The skin alive thing? Yeah, that has happened. It’s harder to keep them alive more than an hour or so than you would think. Also makes the clean up crew very, very cross at you.
While I was giving this inspirational speech, I was strapping her to the grate. Arms out at their sides. I use simple zip ties for this, because, in this case, there isn’t any reason to need to let her loose with out a chance of damage and they are much faster than doing it rope.
OK, let’s be slightly fair to Paula here. I need a fluffer. Any volunteers? OK, you the with the pig tails, get me hard so we can face fuck Paula to death.
She’s not very good. It’s a good thing I get hard just thinking about snuff, because this would be bad if I really needed a fluffer for this.
It’s a damn good thing you signed up for this class. You suck at sucking.
No one has complained before…
Of course not. No normal guy complains about a blow job. But it’s my job to know what a good blow job is and your aren’t giving one. You might as well strip, you’re going to be the demo for the second part of the class. And, no, it’s shouldn’t kill you. Even though I might be doing the world a favor it it did.
Between her amateur sucking, my verbal abuse of her and the knowledge that I was about to murder a woman, I’m rock hard. Time to face fuck. I trigger the garrote and ram my cock into Paula’s mouth. I don’t know if she thinks that if she does a good job I might not let it garrote finish or if she’s just a natural cock sucker, but she does apply a lot of tongue action and supplies a lot so spit. The garrote takes about 90 seconds to fully choke out some one, and death follows with in a minute of so.
OK, you will notice that her face it getting red. That’s due to lack of air. In just a bit she is going to start turning blue. That is a condition caused by not having enough oxygen in your blood called Cyanosis. That will be on your test. Once your face turns blue you only have a few seconds left before you pass out, and only a few minutes before you die, if the blood flow is not restored.
OK, there. She just passed out. I’m not even close to needing to cum yet, and I’ll need to later tonight, so I’ll just pull out while we watch her die.
After about 90 seconds it was fairly obvious she was dead, but just to make sure I just left her there. The clean up crew can deal with her body after class. With those fake tits can’t use her for a spit roast, so I suspect they will just let the cooking classes part her out as butchering practice and serve her as part of the school lunches.
OK, a couple of things here. I had that garrote set as fast as they go. Most of them take 5 to 10 minutes to reach the turn your face red stage and another two or three to reach the cyanosis stage. But you just watched how most sucks slaves die. There is another way, of course, that’s not knowing how to breath around a cock. You with the pig tails, what’s your name?
Susan Pratt
Learning to breath around a cock
Ok Susan, here is what we are going to do today. I’m going to put a clothespin on your nose. You are going to give me head. We will keep going until either you pass out because you can’t breath, or I cum in your mouth. Now you need to practice pulling air through your mouth over the cock. A lot a guys like that feeling, most of them, which is why so many guys pinch your nose shut while you give them head. That or they are trying it kill you, could go either way. In my case, to be brutal about it, yeah, murder is good. But that’s not what I’m trying to do to you today. Got that?
Yes sir, I think so.
Good, now start.
It’s possible that her earlier fluffing was bad due to stage fright. It’s also possible that she is putting more into this because, well, I did mention that I wouldn’t mind if she died doing this. That’s not exactly true. The paper work for a non converted student’s death in a sex skills class is a real pain in the butt. Had to do it twice. Granted one of those was a legitimate heart attack. The other? Well I leaned a little to hard on her neck. That’s why I’m not allowed to teach that part of Sex Skills I any more. Actually they moved the more exotic ways of fucking to more advanced classes, and they decided that erotic asphyxiation was not a basic skill. What ever. With my normal job if I want to snuff some chick, most of the time all I have to do is, at most, click a few items on a web page and wait a while. A while could mean 10 seconds, could mean we have to wait a week to see if her parents will pay for the upgrade to avoid her conversion. I seems to have gotten off track here. The point is she was doing a lot better this time. Or it could be I was already primed after face fucking what’s her name, the dead chick. I gave Susan some general instruction on how to be a mouth breather when there is a cock in her mouth and generally had fun with her.
On her face.
OK, Susan, you are doing a lot better. A whole lot better. You just needed some encouragement, like maybe being killed. Before I would have rated you as a 3, maybe a 4. You seem to be up to 6 right now. Of course you need to be at least an 8 to pass this class, but you have 18 weeks to raise your score. I’m going to cum on your face now….
I reached down yanked the clothespin off her nose, pull my cock out her mouth and let fly. Nothing like cumming on a sluts face. Really high on my list of things to do to a woman that leaves her alive.
OK, class, I’ve got some cards up here. Get one. It’s got 10 lines on it. Each line has a spot for a date, a name, a signature block and a place for a rating from 1 to 10. By next class you need to bring it in filled out, with signatures for each event. No more than 3 blow jobs per partner per time card will count. Yeah, that means you have to suck off at least 4 guys in the next 3 days and get them to admit to it in writing. You probably should spread your cock sucking around because blowjobs count for sex acts for conversion purposes now. And swallow, don’t let him cum on your face as that counts as a 2nd act. If he fucked you at the same time that would be all 3, so he could convert you at will, assuming he recorded it. So I advise you to just blow total strangers that you aren’t likely to meet again.
These cards are part of your over all grade. Failing to bring in full cards will lower your grade by a fairly large amount. I will also remind you that failing this course badly enough is one of the reasons for conversion and probably being snuffed, the world doesn’t need sluts who can’t suck cock. You may take extras card for a week if you want. More than 10 recorded blow jobs between classes will result in extra credit. Don’t worry to much about their ratings, it doesn’t count as much as the rating you will get here, what we are looking for is you sucking cock as often as possible. For those of you that are working in adult videos or web sites, blow jobs done on the clock don’t count. And yes, we have ways of finding out. Any questions? OK, see you in three days.
This is a Classic WSA2000 story reedited to fit current canon. Orginal was Oct 2015
Mr West? Yeah, this is Matt Patton, I bought a trophy wife slave from you about six months ago. Can you come pick her up?
Well, you under stand that I’m not going to buy her back at the price you paid.
Ex Trophy Wife
No, I mean I got pissed at her and hung her ass. I’d like you to come get her. Use her in that meat department or what ever it is you do with dead slaves.
OK I can do that. Do you think you are in the market for a new slave at this time.
Nah, I’m good for a while. With Dutch Hall whoring out their students I really am getting all the tight teen pussy I want.
Shit. Need to see what I can do about that. With out pissing off the local Slaver’s Association, which seems to be all about the student slave thing.
OK, I’ll be by. Are you going to want to reserve any of her meat?
What? Eat her? I didn’t do that when she was alive, why would I want to eat her dead.
~- On the phone with the Slaver’s Association -~
Look Mike, I under stand that you seem to think that the school whores are cutting into your sales, but you got to look at the bigger picture…
What bigger picture? The private schools have found a loop hole that lets them treat even free women students like whores. I’ve been flat out told that a customer didn’t want a new slave because he could get fresh tight teen pussy when ever he wanted.
I understand. We are talking to both the Oklahoma legislature and the Eastlake city government about raising the brothel fees, the whore tax and some restrictions on who can be used in a brothel based on a non-employment contract. Wheels are turning, you just got to wait it out.
~- The Next Week -~
Mr West? Yeah, this is Matt Patton. I’ve been doing some thinking, plus my accountant is bitching at me about my spending at Dutch Hall. Seems those $75 a time add up. Plus I’ve been hearing that prices are about to go up and the just plain teens are about to get pulled from the night time list. You got a skinny, like under A cup blond, ideally with a pixie cut?
Fuck Hole
I think I have at least one that might meet your need. Do you want me to bring the best candidate by your house, or do you want to come here and make your own choice. I want to warn you, that while skinny A cup slaves aren’t as expensive as A or higher grade slaves, they are going up in price, due to a fad of making them “faux gay boys” A B cup might be cheaper.
Nope, I want a small titted girl. And go ahead and bring her by.
OK Matt, this is Stephanie. She’s just over 18 and was sold by her step-father. Current asking price is $1850, and that includes the federal and state taxes.
OK, but you are wrong on one point. Her name is fuck hole. I’ve decided that treating them like they were some sort of wife isn’t what I really want. What I want is a fuck hole. I’ll take her.
OK then. Fuck hole has been rated at 85% for vaginal sex, 90% at oral and 90% at anal.
Did I say fuck holes? No, I’m not buying into that whole “gay sex is great” thing. If they want to fuck fake boys in the ass, great, but that’s not what I’m about. Cock in Cunt. That’s what I’m about.
This is a classic WSA2000 story lightly edited to fit current canon. Original from Dec 2012
Sex slave becomes a snuff bunny
“Dude, you rent slaves to suck cock, right”
“Yes, we do. Deep throat or face fuck $150.00, just head $120.00″
“How much to choke her to death while I cum in her throat”
“We don’t have a snuff option for our sex slaves. We do have some slaves that are marked for termination for discipline reasons, will one of those do?.”
“I know you don’t snuff sex slaves, that’s why I want to use one of your sluts. I don’t want them to even think it’s coming.”
“Well, it would be just like you bought her, cost wise. Sex slaves sell for about $2800, plus tax, more or less. Call it three grand even”
“Works for me… Put her on my card“.
“You know you can only do this once to get the effect you want”
“Yeah, after this I’ll just go to the suck-n-snuff places, but I want my first to be special.”
“OK, our sex slaves are kept next door. Ask the slave at the desk for Cindy. She’s starting to be a problem, in that she thinks just because she has a very high suck score that’s all she should do. You don’t want to ass fuck her first do you?
Ass fuck? I’m not into that kinky stuff. I just want to face fuck her and crush her throat with my cock in it. Nothing kinky or weird.
Dude leaves. Comes back in about 30 minutes. ”What should I do with the body?”
Up to you, being as you bought it.
Eh, sell it to a meat place. I don’t want it any more. Thanks!
Well, that’s two birds with one stone. Cindy was a free range volunteer, so the $2800 is pure profit plus the $600 we got for her meat and most importantly she is out of my hair. Win-Win.
This is a classic WSA2000 story that I’m editing to fit current canon. Original published December 2012
Cock sucking Bride #1Cock sucking Bride #2
Josh, Evan says, I’ve got a bit of an issue. I’ve got to go out-of-town this weekend and I just realized that Caroline Hufford’s wedding is this weekend. Can you cover for me? I want to warn you it’s a dual wedding with the bridesmaids being snuffed. Spiked. Not even spitted, just put on spikes like the real Dracula did to Turks. The bridesmaids are slaves of one of the groomsmen and it seems he wants to get ride of them and bless his friends wedding with their blood. Waste of slaves, but they did pay a ton for this. It’s like a $5,000 deal all told. Can you handle it?
Let me get this straight. You want me to go watch 2 Southside sluts get married, probably ending their service with them blowing their new master/husband. Then we strip the bridesmaids, take them out behind the chapel and put them on sharpen stakes up their cunts or ass, and all sit around and drink domestic sparkling wine, which at least one person is going to call Champagne, despite it not being French. Is that the plan?
Yeah, pretty much.
Yeah, I can deal.
So, come Sunday, I find myself at one of the Slave Chapels, where as expected a modified version of the classic wedding happened. I, of course made the updates to the state database to reflect the “wives” new status of being a slave.
Major exceptions to how a normal enslavement wedding goes:
Only one of the “brides” were nude, other than their veil. White, of course.
The service was done by a “Pagan Priestess of the Elder Gods”. What ever.
The service ended with both now slave-brides blowing their new master-husband.
The bridesmaids were nude and yoked together, standing behind behind the couples getting married. I get this feeling that they weren’t all to happy about this. The’re slaves so what they think really doesn’t matter. The looked to be B+ at best, more likely just B. I didn’t use the app to grade them, not my problem.
They served real French Champagne, much to my surprise.
They snuffed the bridesmaids, and just the bridesmaids, in a gross and painful manner.
Pagan PriestessSlaves going to the spike
After the service was over the groomsmen freed the bridesmaids from their yoke then picked up them up and placed them on a set of oak spikes set in the ground, making sure that the spike was lined up with their cunts. After putting them on the spike they pushed the sacrifices down so that the spike was well into them. Blood started to leak out and they slowly started to slide down the spikes under their weight. It took the three “sacrificial maids to the elder gods” about 3 hours to die. Damn sure not roast material now.
Unlike most slave weddings I have been at, there wasn’t a general orgy at the reception, and there were no secondary conversions or snuffs. Also, much to my surprise, none of the little “edgy” teen slut offered to blow me. The edgy teen sluts were somewhat subdued with this going on. None of them came up and asked about being converted, which is also rare. First time at a slave wedding I didn’t get blown. Sort of a downer.
Unlike most live spitting, which is a fast kill, more or less, what the bridesmaids got was a slow painful death. The “pagan priestess” that did the service spent a lot of time staring at the sacrifices. I don’t think she had ever seen it done for real, with rough oak spikes. It sort freaked her out. What ever. Flake is going to end up a slave with in the year, I’ll bet large amount of money. She has that feel to her.
