Husband Conversion – White Slave Act of 2000

A Dual slave wedding – Classic

This is a classic WSA2000 story that I’m editing to fit current canon. Original published December 2012

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.

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.

Hanging the bride. – Classic

This is a classic story from September 2015. I have edited to fit current canon.

My name is Evan Hines, I’m the outside man for Spellbook Slaves. I handle most of the business that isn’t done in the stores. Mainly pickups and deliveries, but I also do weddings as well now. Spellbook Slave’s slave wedding business has been fairly good, in that we are doing 4 or 5 wedding a month. What’s odd, is even though we’re doing slave weddings in Southside Eastlake, I haven’t snuffed a bride in months. That’s not right.

When we started doing slave weddings again about six months ago at Spellbook Slaves about half the brides didn’t make it past the reception. Now I still snuffing a pretty fair selection of bridesmaids, in almost every wedding, but that hardly counts. What’s great about slave wedding is when the bride is actually just snuff bunny. So, when I get an email asking about the prices for a wedding/conversion/snuff combo I feel a bit happy. Does it make me a bad person to want to hang brides as part of their wedding? I suspect it does, but this is 21st century, where you can do that and not only not go to jail, make a living at it.

Based on the email, the bride knows she is going to be converted and snuffed. Only down side of this gig is it way the hell out in the Ozarks. And they want to do it in a barn.

Once I get way the fuck out in the middle of no where, I find the wedding party. They haven’t moved out to the barn just yet, but are all hanging around in a fairly nice farm house.

A blond wearing parts of a wedding outfit comes up to me. Not, I will note a top.

I’m Amy, the bride. Are you the hangman?

Among other things, yes.

So you are going to kill me in cold blood then.

Nope, I get all sorts of excited killing brides.

Then you must let me suck your cock. Unless you want to fuck me after I’m dead.

I’m not saying I haven’t thought about fucking a freshly dead bride, no, in general I don’t. Actually the closest I’ve come to fucking a dead bride was during a gang bang of her while she was being garroted. I was the last, she was alive when I started fucking her, but dead by when I came. So, yeah, in theory, I’ve fucked a dead bride. But that’s not my normal thing.

So, how many brides give you blow jobs?

Quite a few. Maybe even most. And it’s damn near a guarantee that if the bride doesn’t suck or fuck at the wedding her bridesmaids do. Of course the really good wedding are the ones where you have several bridesmaids and the bride being sluts.

As I was explaining this to her, she was slow sinking to her knees and pulling my rapidly hardening cock out.

“Amy Hale, are you being a slut to a man you have just meet?“

Of course I am mother. He’s my hangman and we have decided he’s not going to fuck me after I’m dead. And I don’t want to fuck any one right now, so I’m just going suck him off.

“You could just call this whole thing off and let Harald have is due.”.

Thank you mother. I think I’ve made it clear I would rather die than let Harald have any thing. I am going to suck my hangmans cock now. Do you want to watch? Give pointers? Oh, I forget, dad says you don’t do that, and when you do you fail. So sad.

I don’t know, or for that matter care, how good a cock sucker Amy’s mother is. Amy was, well, average. The fact that I was going to snuff her soon did make it some what more exciting, but if I was to grade her on the one to 10 scale, she would be lucky to break 6.

“She’s not very good at that is she? I’m Steven Wade, the soon to be widower and Beneficiary of her trust fund. And her other real property. If she was any good at that I might, maybe, have not decided to snuff her today”

Amy pulled off my cock “You know that’s not true, Steven. If you don’t marry me and and snuff me before the end of the week than all the property and most of the trust fund goes to my cousin Harald. Plus I know what you really like. Now leave me alone so I can make my killer cum on my face.”

After a few more minutes of average cock sucking, she did, in fact get me to cum on her face. Like I said, maybe a 6.

One thing I have learned while doing slave weddings is that the families are weird, and there is almost always either an ex in the wings or a major amount of money.

As we were setting up in the barn for the wedding and hanging, I asked the groom “So, Steven, is this just a money deal or is there an other women?”

Oh, it’s just money. I’m gay, but I couldn’t quite bring my self to marry Harald for the money. He is quite an odious person. I say I’m gay, but I do like have my cock sucked and I don’t care if the cock sucker has tits or not. It’s really too bad that Amy isn’t very good at it. And her ass is just to, well, female, to fuck. Trust me I tried. The padding is all wrong. At least on her. I’ve got a lady model friend that has a nice tight boy ass. But she’s almost never in town. Now that ass fucking counts for slaving, I might convert her next time she’s in town. She’s hinted that she might like that.

Like I said, Southside families are weird and there is normally a money angle.

Amy walked into the barn, as the music played. Even though she had a wedding dress on before, she came in nude. Words were said. The noose was put on her neck. Steven and I pulled her up off the ground, she twisted a bit, not even doing a good air dance. After about 3 minutes, she stopped moving and hung from the noose dead. Poor Harald got nothing, not even fucked in the ass.

Mutiny at Dutch Hall, part one.

Dutch Hall Torture and Execution Room

Snuff this bitch, Branch!

Why, what did she do Ms. Rees? And that’s Mr. Branch.

Nothing really, she just pissed me off.

I can’t just snuff a student for no good reason.

Yes, you can that’s whole reason we have a contract with Spellbook Slaves, so we can have sluts like her converted or snuffed when ever we want. I thought you knew that. We just tell the sluts that they have a number of “warnings” before they get converted, but they really don’t. The word of a faculty member is all it takes.

Well, no, there are tiers of students here. Some get more warnings than others. And that was made very clear to me when I took this job. Tell you what, I’ll put her in a cage until I know her status. Once I know that I’ll see what I can do. Most girls are end up being in a couple of violations, so it’s possible that she might get converted today any way.

Well, I guess that will have to do. Keep me posted. I want to see her snuffed. That’s all her type is good for. Don’t do it with out me being present. I’ll be back later to find out when we can do it to her.

Well, what’s your name?

Dawnetta Olsen

Let me check your status. Oh, bad luck for you, you have black status. You have “failed to maintain good order”, for what ever it is you did to piss her off. That’s a warning and with your status that means you get converted on the spot. I’d ignore it and send you your way, but she’s already logged it, and it takes a meeting of the board to over ride it. I’m not even going to check for piercing or other violations, that would be just piling on. Let me change your status to converted. We will see what happens to you later today. Meanwhile, strip then let me gag you before I put you in a slave cage. Unless Dean Marshall really wants you snuffed or sold, I’ll keep you as personal slave and fuck toy. You just got a bad break, no need to really suffer because of it. But that’s up to the dean.

This isn’t fair, I’m wearing the right clothes, I’ve got all the piercings, I even had my cunt hairs lasered off. It’s the first day of school and that bitch just grabbed me out in the hall.

Mr Branch can you come to the administrative office please?

OK, you be good while I’m gone.

Like I have a choice. Give me the gag, I can put it on myself. My step dad gags the whole household when he wants some quiet time. I know how to do the self locking thing.

Yes dean, what the problem?

Well, we have 2 issues, both of which are mass, for lack of a better word, mutinies. We have one group of girls that decided that they didn’t like our new dress code and used last year’s hand book. Tried to use the formal wear option that we had last year. We have another group that went too far and are indecent. Process all of them please. Rooms 2 for the formal wear and room 3 for the indecent. If they get enough warnings for conversions, convert them, then prepare for public mass executions. We not having groups of students think they can ignore the rules.

Room 2, Admin Wing Dutch Hall.

Oh, I see what he’s getting on about.

Care to explain why you are all wearing a little black dress instead of a tube top and a micro mini like the handbook says is your dress code?

Our older sisters didn’t have to wear tramp clothing to school and neither should we. This is an option from last year’s student handbook. Our parents are paying good money to the school, so we shouldn’t look like cheap tramps and sluts. It’s not like we are going to a public school. Dutch Hall is for ladies.

OK, how do I tell them that an expressed goal of Dutch Hall is to turn out obedient sluts for “the modern world” Their parents know this, or at least should, it’s in the admission guide Why these, ah, young ladies, were not told is not my problem. They must not know what the current “dress” code for high school students is in the Eastlake system. They would really be upset if their options were nude, or maybe, body paint.

I’m not here to discuss what the school should or should not be doing with it’s students. That’s between the parents of the students and the administration. I’m gonna start counting up warnings for what you are currently wearing. For starters you have at 2 warnings just from not wearing tube tops and micro minis. Let’s do the easy ones first. Stick your tongues out. OK, not a one of you has the required tongue piercing that brings you up to 3 warnings. None of you have the right kind of earrings. That brings you up to 5 warnings. You aren’t wearing approved shoes, that brings you up to 7 warnings. And I haven’t even started with stripping you. Unless you are gold, you are converted right now.

That’s absurd. You can’t make us slaves just based on what we are wearing. I’ll have your job for this! You’re just hired help any way, not even a real faculty member. You’re just a worker, we pay your salary!

Oh, yes, I can.

That’s the whole point of a student dress code. You obey or you pay the price. You aren’t obeying so you’re paying the price. “Fuck around and find out” I think is the saying. And you really don’t want to get on my bad side. I have pretty wide ranging powers in this school. I could snuff you on the spot and all that would happen, if it turned out I was in the wrong, would be fine taken out of my worker’s salary. And not that big of a fine at that. Don’t push me.

Can I get security to room 2 please?

OK line up and tell me you name. If you don’t tell me your name I’ll assume you don’t have gold status and I’ll have one of these gentlemen shoot you in the head.

- Samantha Burns – Red status
- Bethany Holland – Green status
- Molly Khan – Black status
- Maisy Webb – Silver status
- Mya Harris – Red status
- Mary Reeves – Red status
- Alayna Hinton – Green status
- Jaylee Randall – Red status
- Kamila Dickson – Black status
- Kathryn Rowland – Silver status
- Morgan Porter – Red status
- Rose Wright – Red status

OK, none of you are gold, so as of now you are all converted. Gentlemen, would you escort this group of slaves to the torture room? If they start to run or give you trouble, just shoot them all. I’ll worry about if we were supposed to snuff them later.

You got it Mr Branch.

Girls, it would be in your best interest to be nude when I get there. Not saying it will change what is happening to you, but it will insure that I’m not angrier with you, and you don’t want me angry with you. I have the authority to snuff any slave in the school for what ever reason I deem sufficient. And not being nude in my room of horrors might just be enough.

Once you get them in the torture room, come back to room 3. Don’t know what’s going on there, but The dean was acting like it’s another mutiny like this one. Hit the “secure” button as you leave the torture room. That locks it so that it can’t be opened from the inside, but it will open from the outside.

Room 3, Admin Wing Dutch Hall.

OK, lets see what we have here.

Oh my.

Care to explain why you are undressed the way your are?

We read in the admission guide that Dutch Hall is training girls to be obedient sluts for the modern world. So we are being sluts. Really we are wearing more than we would if we were in a public school.

Well, this is gonna be easy.

OK, let me start with the easy things, wrong top, wrong bottom, wrong shoes, wearing stockings, no nipple rings, no earrings and it doesn’t look like you’re wearing the right kind of lipstick. I don’t even have to check for tongue studs or clit rings, but I’m gonna any way. OK, all you stick out your tongues. Nope, no studs. Pull down your panties. Look at that, not a clit ring on any of you. Y’all have racked up the maximum of 13` warnings. Well, you can get more, but that would take some work. Doesn’t matter what your status is, you’re all getting converted. And while it’s not an official offense, those fake tits you have there aren’t helping matters. Who the hell gets fake tits at your age? For that matter you don’t look like a teenager.

Oh, I’m not a teenager like these girls, I’m in adult education and I’m doing this is solidarity with them.

OK, that’s a weird flex, but some people have shit for brains.

You do know that the daytime adult education students have to obey the same rules and the normal students? And have the same warning scale. Right?

Psih what are you going to do? Spank me? As soon as I contact my husband all of this will be over.

No, I’m gonna make you a slave and most likely snuff your ass. And if your husband let you sign up for “adult” education here, he knows that’s a possibility. Might even be his plan along. He might want to watch you get snuffed while some sweet young thing deep throats him. Seen that happen a lot in the last few years.

Give you names girls so I can register your conversion.

- Lexie James
- Isabelle Howard
- Sara Gallagher
- Amelia Byrne
- Laura Wright
And your name ma’am?
Tiana Mitchell

Finish stripping then let these gentlemen take you to the torture room while I talk to the dean about what to do you slaves. The best option for you is public sale. And yeah, guys if they give you trouble just shoot them. Shoot them all if any of them start to run. Shoot the old bitch first if it comes to shooting.

Yes Sir Mr Branch! Please sluts, try to run, I haven’t shot a slut in over a year.

OK dean, I’ve got all 18 of the mutineers nude in the torture room. I didn’t need to check for nipple and clit piercings for the ones wearing the little black dress, they had 7 warnings as it was, The topless group got 13 warnings, from the obvious 11 dings, the lack of tongue studs and clit rings, so I converted the whole group with out checking their status. Even the “adult” student if that’s OK. How many of those do we have here?

Oh it’s more than OK, adult students are all on what amounts to “black” status as it is. We have just a half dozen or so this year. I expect you will see half of them over the course of the year. Most of them are here because their husband want them trained as sex toys. Same rules apply to them as the more traditional students. We end up snuffing at least three or four of them each year, often because at the end of the year their husband don’t think they are good enough as sex toys and ask us to snuff them, and buy a fully trained hottie as her replacement.

Anyway, none of the black dress group were gold, so they all were registered as converted. Also Ms. Rees brought me in some girl that just pissed her off some how. No other violations, but was black status, so she was converted. I don’t feel good about that. I’d like to keep her as a personal slave it that’s OK with you.

Oh, Ms. Rees brought a student in with no obvious cause? Did you know she’s a slave teacher? I think she needs to be taught a lesson about student treatment. We have rules, and we can’t just accuse students of wrongdoing for no good reason. And “she pissed me off” isn’t a good reason. Before the main event with the mutineers, give Mr. Rees, say, fifty lashes. Have your mistress in training do that. That will drive the point home. Also give a bit of warning to our other slave teachers. Think she needs to spend some time in the brothel as well. I’ll arrange that. I really don’t want the slaves teachers to get uppity. The girl she brought in might have been Gold or “secret special”. And sure you can keep the slave she brought in as a personal slave, I know you need a gofer, personal aid, and fuck toy.

What is secret special?

Well, for a very high price a girl student can be treated as if she was male for disciplinary actions. We have two right now, both in the lower class. If you see a student’s class a gold with a star after it, please contact me before you do any thing to them. Both of them are allowed to be flogged, but no harsher treatment and may not be converted with out the express permission of their father, that’s father, not mother, regardless of their number of warnings. Speaking of flogging, after you finish with Ms, Rees, have this list called up and be given twenty lashes. Their parents requested it for some sort of at home violation that they didn’t think warranted a conversion or worse.

- - Lola Howard
  - Eliza Davis
  - Mollie Dean
  - Victoria Stevens
  - Chloe Harrison
After the floggings are over snuff the 18 mutineers. Use your imagination, make it degrading, painful or bloody. Very bloody for Mrs. Mitchell if you can. I need to contact Herbert and see if he wants to watch. Try to do different things to each of them.

OK, I can do this. When? I’d like some time to plan out the snuffs. And what does it take to let me snuff a slave teacher? Ms. Rees may be a problem, of course after being flogged she might back down, but she was demanding that I snuff the girl she brought in, before we even knew her status.

Next Monday after lunch we will have a school wide assembly. All the punishments will take place then. For obvious reasons don’t tell Ms. Rees she’s up for being punished. As to what it takes to snuff a slave teacher, well, that would be when I tell you to. But you have my permission to fuck the shit out of Ms. Rees after her punishment. Might do some random BDSM things with her, if you’re in to that. Think of her as your personal toy, just don’t break her bad enough that she can’t work after a few days recovery. If she still a problem we may end up roasting for end of year celebrations, in addtion to some random students. Keep it under your hat, but next month we are doing a contract conversion of all the non mistress teachers. It’s OK to have mistresses and slaves as teachers, but having free women teachers complicates the whole structure of the institution,

The Practice Slave.

I’m at the front desk with Vicky. An attractive 40ish brunette woman comes in with a boy and girl, who look to be late teens, early twenties. Might be twins or at least brother and sister.

Welcome to Spellbook Slaves! How can we help you today? Are you here to volunteer or are you selling your daughter?

Neither, actually, I’m buying. My name is Scarlett Armstrong and I’d like to buy brunette slave in her 40’s. Ideally what is you call them, oh yeah, a MILF. I want the twins to have one to practice on.

Sure, let us check the inventory database. Vicky?

You see Abbie is working on getting one of those what you call it, mistress licences and Phillip is getting a slavers license as soon as he can raise the money. I think they both need practice with controlling a slave.

Mom, why don’t you just volunteer and sell yourself to one of us?

I’m not doing that until you prove to me that you’re both ready.

And when will that be?

You’ll know and so will I. At least after you finish that school and Phillip has his license. Probably just before your father decides to upgrade to the next younger model and has me converted. I don’t fancy being a wedding roast.

OK, The inventory shows that we have 3 that are brunettes, in the 35 to 45 range and are all marked “MILF”.

Go get all three.

OK boss man.

Meet Abigail, Diana and Teresa

So kids, which one?

Oh Diana for sure, right sis?

Oh, yeah. Can’t wait to whip those tits. Has she been sex tested? For cunnilingus?

What about fellatio? Don’t really care about any thing else. She’s too old for that. Worn out I’ll bet.

Vicky? What does the database say?

Well, not so good. She’s fifty in cunt licking and fifty five in cock sucking. Her notes say that her nipples are extra sensitive. Abigail is mid sixties for both types of oral. Does say she’s in the 70 for anal for what’s it’s worth, she has no other conversion notes than her sex test scores. Teresa is untested, however her conversion notes say she was sold by her husband because he was tired of how she was in bed, so I suspect she’s not good.

So, does that change your mind any?

Well, not really, when we had our girlfriend, Stephanie, tested she was only in the 40’s for everything, even hand jobs.

And why did you have her tested?

Well, we though we might convert her as a sex toy. With the news rules, one of us could record the other fucking her.

Both of you were having sex with her?

Well, yeah, she is both of our’s girlfriend. Didn’t you notice that we always went out together? Stephanie told me she might volunteer as my first slave when I get my license.

I’ll believe that when you put a collar on her, bro.

To be honest I had a hard time keeping up with all of you. Say, I’ve got a question, how old does a teen need to be to be sold into slavery?

She just needs to be of age.

Oh good, I may have a set of triplets to sell you if they don’t get their act together.

Mom, why don’t you just convert them and let us practice on them?

Because that would be weird. So it’s Diana then?

Yeah, I think so, OK with you bro?

Sure, I’d like to see what 15 extra sex skill points means. Plus we would get a chance to train her. She’s a slave we can be more aggressive than we were with Stephanie.

OK, how much for her?

Seven hundred fifty, plus two hundred fifty federal tax. For an extra hundred we’ll throw in a slave kit. That’s keeping her slave collar, arm shackles, a ball gag and a remote tied to her slave collar. The collar can deliver 10 levels of non lethal shocks for training or punishment and can snuff her if you select that. Need to charge it once a week or so. I’ll include the operation manual. I strongly suggest you read it.

OK, I’ll take her and the kit. Kids, don’t break her while you train her too soon. I’m not putting out that sort of money again for at least 6 months. Might get you each a younger one when you get your licenses. Why is Diana a slave?

I don’t know? Diana, care to tell us, or do I have to give you a shock to make you talk?

Oh, no I’ll tell you. I’m a volunteer all my kids are over eight and my husband wants a new wife. He wanted to convert me just before he got married and have me as the roast. I’d rather take my chances on the general market. I know I don’t grade high enough to be a snuff bunny. I guess being used as a practice slave is about as good as I’m gonna get.

Diana, don’t sell yourself short on your grade. You’re an A minus. You would be an A, maybe even an A prime 10 years ago. You’re in very good shape for a woman of your age. In the fall you might have been bought by the city parks as part of their Friday night snuff shows. To be honest if you were still in inventory when the state fair started we would have sold you to the carnival company. They might have used you as a game prize, they might have snuffed you as a show, they might have just deep fried you. That goes for all of y’all. If your still here in after Labor day, that’s what you have to look forward to.

OK Vicky take the others back to the pens. And stop scaring the stock. Don’t make me start making you wear a slave collar.

Just letting them know where they are in life.

Twins at Spellbook Slaves

Well come to Spellbook Slaves. Can I help you?

Well I hope so. Went want to convert this pair, Cody and Melisa, but we might have a problem. We aren’t sure which of us has fucked which one how many times. For all we know we’ve both fucked the same girl for all six required sex acts. We know that they both put out, we had a mini orgy where we both fucked both girls, but we didn’t get that recorded.

Wouldn’t have counted any way. Group or public sex doesn’t count.

Yeah, sorta knew that. What are our options?

You have several. First is that they volunteer. That would make life simple. The other options get more complex.

Well, Cody, Melisa want to volunteer?

Nope. We will go along with any scheme you come up with, but we are not going to volunteer or have more sex with you until you have us as your slaves.

Well that rules out options 2 and 3. Which leaves us with option four. You marry them.

Dude! We wanted slaves, not wives!

Let me explain. Down at the end of this strip mall there is a full service wedding chapel. They have a connection to the state database so they can issue and record a marriage licence. All you have to do is sign the form. For conversion reasons all you have to do is have a signed licence, you don’t even need to have a ceremony. Once you are quote married unquote, come back her and do a husband conversion and they are your slaves. Converting them also invalidates a marriage licence so, if down the road, you want to get married for real you can.

OK, girls, you willing to get married for a bit?

<whispering between twins. An agreement seems to be made.> OK, we can do that. Should we get nude now or later? Know that we have to be nude to be converted.

Actually, no you don’t, that only applies to volunteers and when the requester wants to sell the slave. We run the slave through a scanner and get their market wholesale price.

Well, we are gonna strip now. Clothes are our masters problem.

OK, let do that. Let’s go girls! See you in a few!

Weald High Vo-Ag Class Intro to Slave Livestock.

This started as a classic story but I have made enough changes to it that I’m counting it as a new story. This is a summer school class. The mistress class mentioned will not be covered directly.

Friday Afternoon Weald High Vo-Ag Class

Isn’t that Alison’s mom?

Yeah, what’s going on?

Will every one take their seats please and I will explain. As you might have noticed there has been some changes in the type of instruction that is normal for a twenty first century vo-ag class. 22 years after the alternate meat act was signed, the Weald school board has finally authorized the study of slave livestock as a for credit class. I suspect that the older members of the board had to die off to make this change, but that’s just a theory. We will be studying “Alternate Meats Sources” instead of the previous grain, vegetables, and yeast stock curriculum. That will be available during the normal school year. As it happens it’s scheduled at the same time as this classes’s follow on classes so you will need to make a choice which way you are going to go.

The hairless goat on a milking station used to be Sheri Newton. A few weeks ago, I spoke with her husband, Phillip, who agreed to sell her to the school as part of the slave livestock program. Now, she is just slave livestock that we will be learning about. She has no rights. Even less than real livestock because as you can do things to her that would get you charged with cruelty to animals. We are not planing on doing that, at least not now. I have started the process of inducing lactation in her, so she will be ready to be used as a instructional slave.

We will be learning about hairless goats, long pigs, pony girls and pet girls over the course of the class. And, yes, for you two guys giggling in the back of the class, that means we will be learning how to train a pet girl to please her master or mistress as the case may be. While I couldn’t get the board to approve having a sex slave training class, the pet girls training slipped under the radar. While our current supply of slaves is fairly low, the school will be holding a slave livestock buy later in the month, which should help in that matter. I’ve also made arrangements with some of the custom shops in Eastlake to let us use their facilities if we don’t get enough stock to use our own. But I’m sure that the citizens of Weald will come through for the school, as they so often do.

While I’m not saying is that the fix is in, and about 30 young ladies not in this class are going to be converted by their parents, then sold to the school. Plus several wives and the odd mistress or two.

Alison Newton and her sister Melody had been all ready been sold to the school and were going to be introduced to the class as a long pig and as a pony girl next week. Phillip, it seems, wanted to have his secretary as a play toy, but she told he that unless he divorced Sheri and got rid of her two daughters, no deal. The six younger kids from Phillip’s first wife weren’t a sexual threat to her unlike the step-daughters, Alison and Melody. He explained all of this to me over a six-pack or so of beer. The next morning I showed up at his house with the papers and my phone with the ASA grading app. Alison scored high on the real meat scale while Melody had a high score on the appearance scale, as did Sheri. He did request that Sheri be made into live stock and used in the school slave livestock program, not sold on the open market. He was OK with her being a hairless goat and used for milking. He also wanted the step-daughters to be livestock used in the program as well but didn’t care that all Alison qualified for was long pig, while Melody had the body type that would make a good pony girl. He was surprised at how much they were worth, but he took the money. Megan, his new live in play toy might want to be careful. I used the ASA grading apps on her and she’s grade A, on the edge of being A+. I don’t think she knows what her value on the slave market is, and she has just made her self convertible, at the whim of Phillip. She better get pregnant fast if she wants to avoid enslavement.

Now, I want to give out some information about this class. We will, of course, be learning about “Alternate Meat Sources” to use the legal term, but we will also be learning about their use as pets and beasts of burden. I want to draw your attention to the grading scale. Male students that score below 75% at the end of the class will be required to retake the class if they want credit for the class. Female students that score under 75% at the end of the class or have a running average of under 60% at any time after the first grading period will be converted to persons of limited rights, and it is highly likely used as live stock in this class.

You can’t do that! I’ve checked the rules on conversion and public schools that don’t have a court system can’t just convert girls.

Yes, you’re right, however your parents can. And I have a signed approval of conversion for all of y’all or you wouldn’t be in this class. Yes, all 26 of you.

You might want to sign up for and take a slave mistress class if you really want to avoid conversion. I understand that a night class is starting next week at the Weald Higher Education Center. It’s a fast paced course with 4 hour long session every weekday night and eight hour ones on Saturdays. Takes 4 weeks to finish. I understand that some of the requirements to graduate can be emotionally challenging. Just a warning, failing a mistress class will result in enslavement, by state law. Most failing students are normally bought by town business as “slave working staff”, which ,as you may guess, means being a play toy to the free staff, however some are bought by private individuals or families to be used as servants or general workers. Those not bought during the weekly town auction will be bought by the school system. You may or may not end up back in this class as livestock.

I’ve am required to tell you that if you can not bring yourself to personally kill a slave, you may drop this class on Monday. As a general note, if you do this, you will be restricted to a vegetarian diet in the school, due to planned use of slave livestock in the school kitchen. The idea being that if you can eat it, you should be able to kill it. If you are found to not be eating only vegetarian at any time you will be converted and made into either a long pig or hairless goat, depending on your slave grading. You will also have an ID tag place in your left ear by a piercing. Removal of this tag on school property will also result in your enslavement, however you might not be made into livestock but would be sold at the weekly town auction.

If you are completely computer illiterate, what the hell, it’s twenty first century get your shit together, you may drop out until Monday, with no penalty. If you’re later found that you have computer, to include video games, skills you will be converted, most likely to being a long pig. If you don’t what that means, look it up. It’s in the standard paper dictionary.

A limited amount of nudity will be required of female members of the program. If you feel you can not be nude in public, you may also drop this class on Monday. As you should expect, if you are found nude in public, for any reason, you will be enslaved.

Just to make things fun, other students in this class may take evidence of you violating these rules off campus and not on school time. A verified report is worth extra credit. Great way to find out who your real friends are.

Oh, and dropping the class for other reasons and after the grace period? That will give you a running average of 0, per general school rules. That means if you think you can avoid possible conversion by dropping out of this class, in about a week, when the grading period is complete, you will be converted.

Both of you guys can drop out at any time for any reason, of course. If you want credit you will need to retake the class. Given that this is part of a multi semester program you risk getting your certified slave livestock rancher status.

Now that all the administrative matters have been taken care We can start the class. Your first assignment is to write a two or three pages paper,.on the two major types of grading scales used to grade slaves and why there will a difference in which grading scale that will be used for different types of slave livestock. This is due Monday morning. Your word count should have between five hundred and seven fifty words. I’m going to let you spend the rest of the class doing internet research, either on your laptop if you have one, or in the learning center. Make sure you get a vo-ag login or some sites you will need to visit will be blocked. The downtown library has several computers with internet access that you can use if you lack high speed internet at home. Your vo-ag login will work there as well. You still might want to get a machine whose screen doesn’t face the main part of the library, but you do you. If you don’t have access to a printer you may use a flash drive with a docx or flat text file on it. I have flash drives if you need one. I also recommend that you install the American Slaver Association’s slave grading app as soon as possible. They have got both an Apple and Android version available at the standard app libraries. Later in the class it will be mandatory that you learn how to use this app in the field. If you don’t have a smartphone, we will supply you with one that has the app installed, with no other functionality.

Lowery Family 6

Monday Afternoon, La Fortune park

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

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

Yes we can do that.

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

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

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

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

OK and thank you.

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

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

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

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

Here you go.

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

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

Oh, here’s my card.

Thank you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Monday evening Dawson’s drive back home

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

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

“Yeah, a boy friend a couple of years back spanked me sometimes. He wanted to get more serious and use some thing other than a ping pong paddle but that’s when I broke up with him. I saw the whip you have in the bedroom, your going to whip me aren’t you?”

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

Why don’t you go in and check?

Well, for starters it’s a private gay bar and I’m neither a member or gay. Tends to limit my ability to see them. However I might just drop in and talk to the owner to see how they are doing as fuck toys. Hmm, might even ask if I can fuck one of them in the ass.

You want to fuck your own daughter in the ass?

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

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

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

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

You really want me to do this don’t your.

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

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

No. Didn’t see a need to.

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

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

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

Yes master.

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

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

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

Lowery Home. Monday Night

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

Yes master, this slave understands.

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

Tuesday Evening 501 meat packing company

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

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

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

Well, here goes nothing.

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

I don’t have one. Can I get one?

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

No I’m not gay.

Then I’ll have to ask you to leave.

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

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

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

You want to fuck your own daughter in the ass? We might me able to make an exception for you. Cost you five hundred however.

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

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

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

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

Oh, yeah, I think I do.

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

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

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

Yes my lord.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For the first three days they were here they were used constantly. You would be surprised what being ass fucked for 3 days with out breaks will do to a twink’s spirit .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yes, I think I do.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never make assumptions.

Wednesday Morning, Spellbook Slaves

So, I’m siting at the desk. It’s around 2:00 PM when end comes a family. I assume that the husband wants to convert his wife, because there is no way the daughters are old enough. The adults come up to the desk, and the husband gestures at the girls and asks “What can I get for them?”

“Ah, nothing, they are underage.”

“Oh, no they are not, here is their drivers licenses.”

I check the ID. Lorelei and Mia Lowery. Sure enough both are legal.

“OK, let me run them through the scanner. They will need to strip down and stand against that wall.”

“You heard the man, strip you lazy cunts”

OK, there is some back story going on here. Don’t care, a conversion is a conversion.

The computer takes the photos, then comes back with an answer. Not good, $300 each, however there is a notation popup that if sold to the right customer their selling price could go higher. I click on the popup. It says that if sold as a twink replacement they could go for as high as $1000. A twink replacement is what gay bars use as wait staff and fuck toys, given the scarcity of real twinks. The genetic change from the Spanish flu last century had lead to the massive increase in female births also seemed to have another side effect that small males were very rare.

I close the popup. “Well, there is bad news and good news. The bad news is that on the open slave market their value is fairly low, assuming that they don’t have any useful skills. I can offer $600 for the pair. The good news is, assuming your OK with their end use, there is a possibility of getting $2,000 for the pair, but I can’t guarantee that the buyer for the 2nd option is buying slaves right now. The 2nd option is selling them as twink replacements, I’d have to make a check before I can make that offer, assuming you’re OK with that.”

“What’s a ‘twink replacement’? I’m interested in any thing that offers that much for them. Hell, even the six hundred is more than I thought the cunts were worth.”

Wish I had know that before I made the offer. “A twink replacement is when a slave is sold to a gay bar, where she will be used as if she was a gay male. Lots of men are into skinny types. They call them twinks. They would be ass fucked and made to suck cock, but never used in their cunt. Like I said, I would need to see if a bar in town wants them before I can offer two thousand for the pair.”

The guy laughs and says, “If I was in your place I would have just offered the six for them and then sold them to the gays. But low, sell high. At least that is what we do in the used car game. But yeah, I don’t care what happens to them. Hell, you could spit roast them. I’d even come to watch that.”

“Very little chance of them being spitted, they just don’t have the body for it.” I decide to go for broke. “Your wife, on the other hand would make a great spit roast.”

“Hmm. Well Caroline how do you feel about being spitted?” She looks shocked. Obviously she didn’t think that she would be converted today. He turns to me. “Scan her. Want to see her blue book value. Strip down for the man honey.”

“Don’t honey me, you are seeing if it worth while to have me spitted!”

“Yeah, got a cutie in the sales department that I’d like to replace you with. Been thinking about this for a while. Your head sucks, not in the good way, and Tiffany is a great cock sucker. Of course she isn’t as good as a fuck as you are, but damn, can she suck cock.”

“You bastard! How do you know that I’m a better fuck? Have you fucked her already?”

“Yeah, a couple of times. Told her that she needed to suck off the sales staff and customers that were on the fence about getting a car. Tried her as a fuck doll, but she’s just not into it. She might be a lesbian, don’t care. She’s been doing it for a couple of months now. Now strip or I’ll do it for you”

He pulls out a pocket knife. “I’ll just cut your clothes off of you. Now STRIP!”

Caroline looks daggers at her husband, but strips down.

“You can leave the hose on.“ I tell her.

“Gee, thanks for that.”

I run the scan. As I expected she came up with $1,200 on the open market and there was a popup. I clicked on it and got a “possible value of $1,800 as live roaster”

“Mr. Lowery, she’s worth twelve hundred on the open market, assuming no useful skills, but if available she would be worth eighteen hundred as a spit roast. Got to warn you spit roasting isn’t a popular as it used to be, the novelty has warn off except a dedicated core of fans. There is only one meat shop in town that still buys live slaves for spitting. Now if you just want her cut up for parts, I’d have to offer you the twelve hundred. Would be a waste she looks like she would be a good sex slave, even if she can’t suck cock, but if you want her dead, it’s an option. We’ve got a gallows in back, I could snuff her while you watch.”

“Nope, unless she can be spitted, I’ll keep her for a while. Might have to keep her in bondage for a while though”

“You bastard!”

I have another thought. “If you have a standard employment contract with Tiffany, your company can have her converted. Then all you would have to do is buy her and then you would have your own suck slave. Could keep her at work, but you wouldn’t have pay her and she would be available to you 24/7″

“Hmm. I’ve got a bonus coming up. I’ll bring this up with George when I get to work tomorrow. I’ll think about that real hard tonight”

“OK let me make a couple of calls.”

First I call up “501 Meat Packing Company” which despite that name is actually a gay bar. And yes I know there is style of jeans called 501.

“Jayson, how you doing?
“Good, glad to here that. Say are you in the market for a pair of twinks replacements?”
“Blonde, currently shoulder length”
“Real skinny. Like almost no tits at all. Wouldn’t need to use a binder on them assuming you gave them loose fitting tops.”
“Don’t know, let me ask”

“Have either of you daughters been ass fucked or face fucked?”

“I suspect not, neither of them has had a boyfriend”

“Yeah, probably not. Might even be virgins”
“Yeah I know you don’t care about that.”
“So in the market or not?”
“Great! I’ll have them ready later today”

“Yeah, 501 is in the market so I can offer you the full two thousand. Let me make a call for your wife. While I’m doing that can you get a piss sample from each of them? The cups are on the bathroom. Label them with the marker. Got to check if they are pregnant or not, even if it’s unlikely”

“Bernard, this is Mike. Do you have an opening for a spit roast?”
“Well, she’s MILF, but her tits aren’t sagging yet and she looks like she has kept herself in shape.”
“Not until next week? Any room in your pens?”
“Well that’s not good. I can keep her here until then.”
“No there isn’t a daughter you can get with her. Actually I sold them to 501 so you know what that means. Yeah, not even enough meat for parts.”
“OK, I’ll keep her until next week. Just in the cage or do you want some torture as well? Yeah, I know it’s an myth, but some of the watchers seem to like it.”
“OK, see you next week”

“Good news, both buyers are in the marked, however as you heard Hill’s isn’t taking live roasters until next week. You have two options. You can keep her yourself and bring her back next week or you can pay a kenneling fee to us. It’s $75 a day. We can deduct it from her sale price.” I do a fast calculation “That will mean that our offer for her is fourteenth twenty five all up. That brings your total up to $3425 How do you want it? Cash, check or loaded on a prepaid card?”

“I’ll take the card”

“Great! Don’t forget about Tiffany“