School Conversion – White Slave Act of 2000

Girl’s Soccer Becomes a Little Interesting.

Spellbook Slaves, morning shift.

So, Mike, what do you know about girl’s soccer?

Very little. They seldom have “high stakes” games where the losing team is sold off, and they don’t tend to have cheerleaders, so that source is out as well. Why do you ask?

Well, Dutch Hall has an international “high stakes” game vs. a Japanese team. They are going to auction off “the team that does not win” at the end of the game. Granted, it appears that it’s their B team, but a teen athlete is a teen athlete. I got no clue about the Japanese team.

The whole team, or one at a time?

The entire team, as I understand it.

Do you have to be present to bid?

Yes, according to the flyer.

OK, have Scott bid if the majority of the girls look worth bidding on. We’ll deal with less than ideal slaves if we get some. Evan, take Ian and Vicky to help load them into the vans. Wait a minute. This is soccer. Don’t those frequently end in tie games? What happens then?

Well, they don’t say, but based on their wording and given it is Dutch Hall, I suspect that it means that both teams get sold.

Hmm. Make it so, number one.

You have been watching that space show reruns again haven’t you boss?

Just get the girls. Make sure you have enough space to take both teams if that happens.

On it boss. We’ll use the minibus and the larger van.

OK. You want me to go talk to whom? The coaches, the head ref, or what?

I suspect you need to talk to the head of athletes. Clear up what happens if there is a tie.

Excuse me Mistress, but I’m with Spellbook Slaves, and we have a question about what happens if there is a tie?

Well, that means neither team won, now, doesn’t it?

Well, that’s one way of looking at it. Also, neither team lost.

Well, the contract says won, so if it’s a tie, both teams get sold. And it’s not like it’s all that important, these girls are the B team mostly anyway.

Thank you, Mistress, I’ll pass that on to Mr. Branch. Why he didn’t know is a secret that he’s not sharing.

It might have something to do with no cheerleaders. They are really the only reason he watches games. Plus, he might be busy with that Mistress in Training class of his. I swear he spends more time with them than he does in general slaving operations. I’m planing on registering a complaint with the school administration about that if he doesn’t change his ways.

Ah, yeah, I’ll pass that on as well.

Thank you, please do that.

Mr. Branch? She says both teams get sold. And she’s not happy about the fact that you spend too much time training mistress and not enough time doing slaver work.

Yeah, she always says that. She’s pissed because she can’t give warnings to my students and most of the time, well, they are trivial things, so I don’t award a warning. I really do spend about 75% of my time dealing with “normal” students.

OK, welcome to the annual match with our sister school in Japan, the International School of the Blessed Heart. This year, well, we decided to make it high stakes. The team that isn’t the winner will be auctioned off at the end of the game. Plus, this year the game will be played nude, so they will be ready for the pitch side auction.

Allow me to introduce the team from Dutch Hall. Come on out ladies.

Rosemary Petersen, Viola Beard, Jan Stafford, Sherri Harvey, Felicia Stanton, April Jacobson, Maria Mann and Daisy McClain. They have all be conditionally converted, for this game only, with the full knowledge and permission of their parents. Take a good look at them, you might be buying them later today, but we hope not.

OK, let’s see the Blessed Heart team. Now they have 2 more than the normal maximum of 11 players, to allow for illness or injury before today’s game. The already played vs. Eastwood school in Dallas, Texas and won 2-1.

Sekiguchi Megu, Seno Maki, Kauai Hazuki, Enatsu Michiko, Ohori Kayami, Tokuma China, Kaneshiro Tanaka, Tsukiyomi Leiko, Takagaki Satsuki, Takano Fuyu, Kozato Taru, Kawakami Mariko and Senri Harukichi. Even though 2 of their players, Mariko and Harukichi, aren’t in today’s roster, all of them will be sold if they don’t win. They are aware of the risk they are taking, and it is with the full knowledge and permission of both their school and their parents. Let the game begin!

Ok, Vicky, care to clue me in on how long this may take?

Why would I know?

Well, you’re a girl and soccer is a girl’s sport mainly.

Well, I didn’t play it. Didn’t play any sport, too risky. Easy way of being converted. Of course, that ended up not mattering to me, but I tried.

Two 45 minute periods, Scott. I played in Jr. High.

Thank you, Ian.

10 minutes into the game:

Is it just me, or is this even more boring than baseball?

Hey, baseball isn’t boring! But yeah, this is pretty boring.

20 minutes into the game:

Is anybody going to score? And who do we want to win?

Don’t care, both teams look worth getting. Leaning towards wanting Dutch Hall to win, the “exotic” factor of the Japanese will help resale.

Half-time:

It’s still no score. This is boring. Can I go back to the bus and read?

No, we need to show support for our school.

Your school, not mine.

OK, let’s see if ANYBODY can score in this half.

15 minutes into the 2nd half

No score, still. This is really the most boring sport I’ve watched.

I got to agree with her.

Yeah, this is less than exciting. But look at this way, if nobody wins, we’ll probably get both teams. We don’t have much competition. The Torture Channel is just looking for cheap teen snuff bunnies and isn’t going to bid any where near parity. Hill’s left after seeing what the girls looked like, and We Be Slaves isn’t here at all. I don’t understand why Hill’s even came out, most athletic girls aren’t their general type, apart from parts girls, and they seem to have the redneck market for those all to themselves. Mike’s not really interested in parts girls for meat right now.

30 minutes into the 2nd half.

Still no score. Well, glad we got space for 21 girls, gonna need it at this rate.

45 minutes into the second half.

Wait, why didn’t they stop playing? What’s going on?

Oh, that’s stoppage time. It’s added on for time when the ball was off the pitch. It should only be 3 or 4 minutes.

Gee. Why don’t they just stop the clock like they do in football?

I have no clue. That’s just the way it’s played.

Stoppage time is over.

Well, it was, as they say, nil-nil. That means both teams are up. Let’s see how they are going to do this.

Gentlemen and Mistresses, this will be a sealed bid auction. Please take a bidding sheet for each team that you wish to bid on and place it in the provided envelope. We will use a public auction if we have matching bids.

OK, what are we bidding? Did Mike provide any guidance?

Of course not. But these types go for about 900, more for the exotics, when they come in. Let’s say 800 each for the American’s and 850 for the Japanese.

OK, that’s 6,400 for the Dutch Hall team and 11,050 for the Blessed Heart.

Works for me. Any input Vicky?

Not really. I’m not sure if those are really 900 girls, but we don’t know the sex scores, which would affect their price. The Dutch Hall will have at least some training, which should help, no clue about the Japanese. While I was watching this thrilling match, I googled the Japanese school. It’s taught in English and English is a required course, so they will all have at least passable English skills. Go with 800 and 850. That put them towards the bottom of grade B, which is what most of them are.

I looked them up. Most of the team has pretty good grades in their sex ed classes. One excellent, that would be Viola. And one not so good, Jan. Meh. OK. Let me fill out the forms then.

Several minutes pass

Gentlemen and Mistresses, on reviewing the sealed bids, Spellbook Slaves has won for both teams. You may take them from the field now.

OK, guys, go load them up. I think that the Dutch Hall team will all fit in the van and the Japanese team will go in the minibus.

Collecting some Charismatic Coeds

Spellbook Slaves, start of evening shift.

We don’t get many calls from “Brother Charisma University”. It’s a rather straight laced full on Christian school that isn’t, in general, the sort of place that calls for slave pickups. So I was rather surprised when we got a call from them that they had an emergency, and we needed to be there as soon as possible. Mr. West sent us out to get them. He said that all three were most likely overkill. Debby-Ann said, “Better to have overkill than not enough kill”. The Boss man agrees and decided to send all three of us out anyway.

Debby-Ann tells me that I’m taking point and she and Henry will act as back up “In case it gets ugly”. This is normal. I think she likes just standing back looking like a threat in her mistress leathers and armed with a shot gun. Henry’s main job is driving the van and helping “man handle” the slaves into it, so it’s normal for him as well.

We get to their campus, passing under their famous giant praying hands entryway, to be met by 3 of their security officers.

“We have them ready for you. At least, I think they are. This isn’t normal for us. Allow me to explain. About 2 hours ago, 5 of our 2nd year girls returned from a trip off campus. We noticed that the seemed a little unstable on their feet. I had my deputy give them a breath test, and they all showed that they had been drinking more than we allow. I summoned the student security auxiliary, who informed me that if we called for a pickup, they would have to be stripped. I directed them to do so and to stand guard over them until you arrived.”

OK. A group of coeds went out, got a little drunk and, on returning to their school, they are hassled by the rent-a-cops then stripped and “guarded” by several Christian Frat Dudes. Is this a cool country or what?

While I’m walking with Officer Friendly (no, really, that’s the name on his badge, J. Friendly) I see a large group of dudes standing in a circle, making with loud commentary. Basically, saying that whores deserve what they get. Officer Friendly hands me a list of names, and some papers showing the “university’s” rules about behavior. Yeah, they have violated them, so this is a legit pickup. I start my standard speech.

Diana Pearson, Raquel Cunningham, Faith Morton, Holly Dean and Ollie Gregory. You have committed offenses in violation of the morals clauses of the code of conduct for this university. According to the contract you signed with Brother Charisma University, violation of the moral’s clause can result in your conversion to persons of limited rights at the option of the university. They have elected to enforce the conversion options. You are at this time converted to persons of limited rights.

One of the Frat Dudes “standing guard” over them asked, “Ah, what’s going to happen to them?”

We’re going to sell them on the open market.

“How much would they go for?”

Based on how they look, a couple of grand each.

“Dude, wait a minute” The various Christ Bros gathered, pulling our wallets and talking among themselves

“Ah, we’ve got $2,500. Can we buy Faith?”

Sure, but I didn’t think you were allowed to keep slaves here.

“Oh, we aren’t going to keep her. We want to hang her. She is the worst sort of whore and needs to be put in her place. To act as a warning to the others.”

Officer Friendly looks like he’s going to burst with pride. “That’s my boys. Doing the Lord’s work, even with their own money”.

As I lead the other four new slaves away, I see them toss a noose over the “praying hands” archway and haul Faith up, naked and not tied. She fights against being strangled, but after no more than 10 minutes, she loses her fight and hangs dead. “We will leave her up there for a day or two” Officer Friendly tells me. “I’m glad the boys came through, helps my budget to no end. Would have hated to have to spend petty cash on getting the warning whore.“

First time in a glory hole

Dutch Hall Brothel Glory Hole

The look on the face of somewhat sheltered girls not in what would be called the “sex slave” track the first time they are exposed to the glory hole training section is just priceless.

Of course, what they don’t know is that they are being recorded, and their reaction is part of their grade. This poor girl is going to get to spend some extra time in the glory hole until she reacts better. Of course, the fact that Dutch Hall makes quite a lot of cash out of our “public access” to our young ladies in training is purely beside the point.

Poise class – Classic

Dutch Hall Private High School, Morning

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 Kellogg, and I’m the poise teacher here. I’d like you to come watch a stress test. It’s my rule that a girl who 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 followed her down to her classroom. It’s filled with very thick books, which look like lawbooks. Whatever. What I did notice was that the 10 girls in the room were naked, apart from their knee socks and pumps, which is odd because this is nowhere near the 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 footwear. They 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.

Harriett takes a seat in and picks up a list. Karina Grayer, you are the first to be tested. Rosalinda Lauder, 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 your 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. Please keep in mind, 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, then 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?

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 got 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 addition 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.

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 upside 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 will not 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 these 9 weeks, even if she maxed the 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 please 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.

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 are 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 will 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 myself if she doesn’t measure up.