Category: Lowery Family

General notes about time

I’m planing on keeping the WSA2000’s universe’s time more or less in sync with the real date.  Of course the classic stories will be out of sync sometimes, but a lot of them are “dateless” so can be slotted in to current time line.

Tesla High, Dutch Hall, and Weald Oklahoma Vo-Ag will be summer school only until Aug 20.  Summer school has a lot less slaving activity than during the normal school year.   Eastlake University has a full summer schedule so there will be slaving activity going on.

The Torture Chanel Will be shaking down the new management and will be working out what new shows will start in the fall and what old shows will be returning.  Due to the way that TTC does its shows, the Eastlake branch will only have to have eight to ten shows.  I planing on TTC being my primary story line for the summer.

The summer is a slow time for Spellbook Slaves, but their still will be daily action, some of which will be documented here.

Dawson Lowery will show up again again a couple of times this summer.  I may have him ass fuck Lorelei on screen sometime next week. Plus his first flogging of his slaves.

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.”

Lowery Family five

Saturday afternoon: George’s Car Lot.

“Well she’s got 30 minutes to show, if she doesn’t we will need to make a decision as whether or not to pay the five hundred per week to have slave tracker find her.  Dawson I’m not 100% sure it would be worth it.”

George, take it out of my bonus for at least the first week.  I really want her.

So you want your cash bonus as well as Tiffany?  Can’t have both.

No, but I know that you were going to give me major bonus and you offered to double it, so I know you’ve got the funds.

Yeah, I do.  Like I said we had a majorly good quarter.  Best in a decade.  Yo!  Isn’t that her car?  Either she coming in to be enslaved or she some how got the five thousand.  My bet is she didn’t and she looked up what slave tracker was allowed to do to a runaway slave.  I did and it’s really unpleasant.  Being hit with a taser is the mild part. I’m not quite sure what “major restricted bondage” is, but sounds bad, The photos of “recovered” slaves made them look like they were having a very  bad day.  The web site required payment to see the full treatment and I really didn’t want to do that.  Not at two hundred a month.

Yep, she’s coming in.

George I couldn’t raise the money. Even if I sold my car I wouldn’t have five thousand.  I am you slave, but please don’t snuff me.

Had no intention of snuffing you, waste of great cock sucker.  What I am doing is transferring you to Dawson as a sex slave.  Or what ever kind of slave he whats you as.

He’s right, I’m going to keep you as a sex slave, at least until I get tired of you.  Then we will see.  This does mean that you are going to have to learn how to fuck, I’m not getting you as a suck slave only.

OK Dawson, you need to take her Spellbook Slave to finalize the paper work and pay the taxes.  The taxes are coming out of your bonus fund, just by the way.  And since your not getting the cash bonus this quarter you will end up paying it yourself.


Damn it.  I’m already down four hundred in extra costs.  She’s going to have to work it off.  Might get a whip and do some flogging, I’ve watched some videos of that and I think I like it.

Come one Tiffany, might as well have you strip now, your not going to be wearing much from now on.

 

Saturday afternoon Spellbook Slaves

Welcome to Spellbook Slave, how can I help you?  Do you need this fine lady converted?

No, she’ all ready converted, more or less, my boss triggered her conversion clause in her contract and she didn’t raise the money to buy herself out of the contract.  He transferring her to me in lieu of my cash bonus.  Of course with the bonus I could have bought a sex slave, but I want her for personal reasons.

Well, there are some taxes that will be need to be paid for this sort of transactions.  Three hundred for the contact conversion, that’s fifty to the state and two fifty to the feds, and two hundred fifty for the transfer.  Legally we are buying her from her current owner then selling her to you.  So that’s five hundred fifty total.  Do you have the contact and her ID?  I’ll need to see them to finalize the conversion and transfer.

Well, damn that puts me at nine hundred fifty extra costs for these two slaves.  Add in the cost of the cleaning slave and I’m out sixteen hundred, but that’s a lot less than than what I got for the wife and daughters.    That puts me about eighteen hundred in the black.  So looks like I’ve only got two car payment from this whole thing.  Meh  Do you take American Express?

Yes, we do.  Let me run that and register this enslavement and transfer with the state.  There is one possible problem that might stop the whole thing, if she’s pregnant.  Have her pee in this cup so I can check there is a toilet stall in behind that door. The pee test also checks for drugs, but she’s not a volunteer so that doesn’t matter.  Also there is the possible problem of you having a domestic abuse filled against you by her.   That will come up when I run her ID.  

Well there’s no chance of that.  OK here is her sample.

OK your card was approved, she’s not pregnant and there is no other reasons for not converting her.  Congratulation on you new slave!

Monday Morning, La Fortune park

OK, welcome to the George’s Car Lot company picnic!  We’ve got a lot of fun and games  lined up, but first we have to get our roasts going!  Hill’s meat has brought out two ways of roasting a slave and we need have someone decide on which slave gets live roasted and which one get spit roasted!  For reason that will become obvious in a few minutes Dawson will make the selection!  So Dawson, what’s it going to be?

Oh, spit roast Caroline no question about that.  I’ve been thinking about that all weekend.  Had Tiffany blow me a few times while I watched videos of spit roasting, thinking how great it’s gonna be to see Caroline on a spit.  Yeah, for those that don’t know, I sold the whole family off. Caroline went to Hills meat to be spit roasted and the girls when to a gay bar where they are gonna get butt sexed and give head for more or less for their whole life.  The bar put it’s “twink replacements” up for sale after two or three years, when they are “all used up”, but I’ve read that slave doing that only have year eighteen months life expectancy, so yeah, it’s the rest of their lives.   Couldn’t be happier.  I’ve already go a cleaning slave and if you didn’t know, George converted Tiffany by her contract Saturday and transfer her to me.  If you are having trouble with your wife or daughters I recommend Spellbook Slave.  They pay top dollar, even telling you if there is an option for a higher price than just open market.  I wouldn’t do that!  I’d offer the lowest I could get away with and sell them for as much as I can.  Just like I do with used cars!  Buy low, sell high!  Even after all the other expenses, like cages and special lock on the house plus taxes on Tiffany, I still have enough left over to cover two car payments! All I’ve got to do now is teach Tiffany how to make love.  No I don’t mean that I mean how to fuck!

OK the Hills meat people are gonna start with the live roast, then spit Caroline.

Mr Lowery, do you have an idea on how you want Caroline spitted?  Ass or pussy?

In the pussy and as slow as possible.  I want her feel all the pain!

You under stand that she might not live through that right?

Don’t care.  She’ not going to live through this whole thing.  And I’m glad about that.  The more I think about her and how she acted the last few months the more I’m glad I sold her.  And I want her to suffer. But while you are spitting her, I want to fuck Tiffany where she can see it.  Let her know that she’s already been replaced.

Hey Dawson, how much did you get from selling them off?

Well, the girls went for a thousand each and Caroline went for eighteen hundred, but both of those were because they had a body type that was in demand.  The girls would have been worth three hundred on the open market and Caroline would be about twelve hundred.  They did say that any marketable skills would raise their open market value, but none of these cunts had any skills worth mentioning.  I mean Caroline was a good fuck, but I didn’t have a sex skills test result for that and the girls were, to the best of my knowledge virgins, given their lack of boyfriends, no skills there.  If the women or girls you want to sell off, I recommend getting a set of skill test both sex and any other skills they might have.  Of course even with great scores none of my cunts would be worth more than what I got for them.  Spit roasts are based on their body, not skills, and being a “twink replacement” the only skills that they care about is anal and oral.

OK we are gonna start Caroline on the Jessica 3000. We’ve got it set on the slowest it will go, about an inch and a half a minute.  She’s not going to be  in pain for the first six or seven minutes, she might even like it.  Some people say that a slave being spited enjoys the whole thing.  Unless she’s a serious masochist that doesn’t happen.  I’ve seen one in the eight years I’ve been running a Jessica.

AHHH  IT HURTS

There it goes.  Pierced her pussy wall.  She probably gonna scream until either the spit gets in her throat, she passes out from the pain or she dies.  Seen all three 

Music to my ears.  Fucking my new slave while the ex wife is slowly tortured to death.  Can’t be a better day.

Doesn’t look like she’s one of the ones that enjoys being spited.  Figured as much.  She’s got about twenty minutes left at this point.

You know you really are a lousy fuck.  You will get better in the next year or Bad Things are going to happen to you.  Yo, what if a slave owner wants a slave spit roasted but she doesn’t have the body for it.

We rent a Jessica 3000 for five hundred for 8 hours.

Here that? Learn to fuck or else

You said you weren’t going to snuff me!

I said until I was tired of you.  If you can’t fuck by next years picnic, your a roast.

As time went on Caroline screamed loud and louder until she made a gurgling sound and puked up blood and vomit then went silent.  A few moments later the bloody tip of the spit made its way slowly out of her mouth.  After five minutes or so, they took her off the Jessica and carried her over to the unused roasting pit.

Looks like she’s going on the fire alive.  Happens about half the time. Seems like Christine has kicked it.  Let’s take her off, gut her, stuff her, then put her back on the coals. Once Caroline dies we need to do the same thing to her, but also might have to wash her body cavity depending on what damage the spit did.

What happens if she’s not dead, just passed out from the pain?  Can you tell?

Normally yeah, but about one in five get gutted alive.  The generally wake up when that happens, at least for a minute or two.  That’s mainly with live roasts however, I can’t recall a case where a spitted slave just passed out.

After the two roasts went back on the fires, interest in them sorta died out.  A few men dragged their wives and daughters over to the Hill’s men and asked if they would be good spit roasts.  In all but one case, they were told no.  Nash Sawyer was told that his wife Lacey and eldest daughter Nicole would be good spit roasts, but Hills doesn’t buy direct from the public they would have to go though a slaver.  They recommend Spellbook Slaves as having the best prices. The four hours that it took to roast the slaves passed fairly quickly, as the games and other activities were better than to be expected.  Once it was time to eat, most of the people wanted a slice of the slaves.  Those that tried both decided that Caroline was the better tasting.  George announced that as long as the next year was even close to the year’s sales, the would have a slave roast for the company picnic.  Nash loudly said that he might supply Lacey and Nicole for the roasts.  Both women looked horrified.  “Better convert you today so you don’t run away for the big day next year.”  “You better be joking.” “Of course I am.  Or am I?  Only one way to find out…  Fuck and suck like your life depended on it.  And Nicole, you better know or learn how to deep throat“

Lowery Family 4

Thursday evening:

Hmm.  Need to get some way to keep Yvette in the house when I’m not here.  Might also need some slave gear for night time use.  Let’s start with the gear.  I think there is a slave accessory store in the mall.

Hello, may I help you?

Yes, I’ve just acquired a slave and will be getting another soon.  I need some place to keep them when I’m asleep.

Well we have several options.  One of them is a handcuff pole, where they are handcuffed above their heads and are kept secure.  Down side is they are standing while on the pole and might not get any sleep.  We also have slave cots where they are on their back, but one or more of their limbs are restrained.  And our last option is cages, which come is several sizes.

Let’s see the pole.  Can it take more than one slave?  

Yes, up to four

Lets see the cages. 

OK, here is our most popular, it’s 3 foot high, 3 foot wide and 4 feet long.  Padding is an extra option.  It’s self locking, where if the door is closed it’s ratchet shut with 3 ratchets.  The ratchets can only be opened from the outside.

Hmm. Let me see the cots. 

OK, you will notice that they are both lower and narrower than a standard bed.  They have locking cuffs on each of the corners.  The high end models also have straps that around her neck.  These can be set for any level of slightness.  You could even snuff the slave if you tightened it all the way down  If you want to make their sleep some what problematic, we have options that allow you to stretch the slave as they sleep.

Let’s see that one.

Yvette which one would you prefer? 

Any thing but the rack or pole Maybe the cage is better than the cot.

  OK I  think I’ll take a pair of the  ratchet cages.  Can I stack them if I get more than 2 slaves?

Yes, we have bunk cage option.

OK I’ll take 2 for now, with the bunk option and some padding.  Say, I’m keeping one in the house while I’m at work.  Do you have a way making sure she stays in the house?

Well, we have slave collars, which can be set for a selected distance.  They have either an electric shock strong enough to render the slave immobile.  Sorta like a taser to the neck.  We also have  one with a lethal set of charges, that when triggered will blow the slave head off.  I’d need to warn you that  you will need to change the batteries fairly often and if GPS goes down or lock on the collar is some how broken or attempted to be opened with out a key they will trigger.  They don’t trigger if the batteries go flat, but will make an irritating noise for several days before they go flat, much like a fire alarm.  They start at fifteen hundred.

Please don’t get those master. I’ve been tasered and I don’t want that again.  And I don’t want my head blown off if a satellite stops working.  Please don’t get them  I’m begging you.

They do seem like over kill and more than you are worth.  Any other options?

We have  ‘slave locks’ which can only be unlocked from the outside.  I warn you that the instillation is tricky and requires special tools.  We can recommend a locksmith to install one.

Hmm.  I’ll take 2 one for the front door and one for the back door. When is the soonest you can get a locksmith to install them?

Friday afternoon

Do you deliver?

Yes, any where in the Eastlake metro area. Can do that tonight for a slight extra charge.

Friday morning:

George I need to take the afternoon off. I’ve got locksmith coming by to install slave locks on both doors.

OK, I assume that for this slave, as you plan on having Tiffany with you most of the time.

Yeah, got some slave cages for when I’m asleep.  There are a lot of unexpected expenses to owning a slave.  I’m out four hundred right now.  Any rate, this is Yvette, she’s my cleaning slave.  Yvette this is George.  When you are around him you will obey him like he was your master unless I say otherwise.

If it’s OK with your master I’s like you clean up the back office and Tiffany’s area.

That’s OK with me.  Go off and clean

Say, can you bring her in once a week?  That would let us quit using the service  I’ll pay you one fifty per week.  That’s half what the service charges us.

Sure.  Have you heard any thing from Tiffany?

No, but she’s not due back until Saturday afternoon.  I’ve called her bank and explained the circumstances of why I was wanting to know if she had enough. They said that they would call me back on our listed number and then talk about her account. Once they called back, the told me that she had less than two hundred in her saving account and about four hundred in her checking account.  Her limit on credit card is one thousand and she’s used hundred fifty of that this month.  They reject her application for a loan due to her bad credit rating.  She offered herself as collateral but they don’t take self enslavement as collateral and at any rate she’s not worth five thousand as a slave. Her offer of sexual favors to the loan officer was also rejected. Unless she’s got rich relatives she pretty much guaranteed to be ours Saturday afternoon.
So, you said any thing I want about Yvette?  Like giving me a blowjob?

Yeah, but she’s rated at less than twenty on oral skills. That’s why I got her cheap, she’s not really good for a sex slave.

Well, I just wait until Tiffany is converted.  That’s if you don’t mind that is.

Sure.  Isn’t Saturday your normal blowjob day anyway?  Have her blow you before she does what ever it is she’s gonna do.  Of course is she somehow comes up with the money she’s gonna quit as soon as you see her.

 

Dawson needs a maid. (Lowery family part 3)

Friday morning Dawson Lowery woke up alone in his bed.  Not real happy about it but remembered that Tiffany would be his in a few days.  He could live with out sex until then. If all else failed there was always his left hand. He looked around the room and noticed that it hadn’t been cleaned up.  Laying in bed he remembered that he has sold his wife to be spit roasted.   That was good, he always wanted to watch a slave roast.  It being his ex wife was just icing on the cake.  Funny now he’s already thinking of Caroline as an ex.  Thinking about her on a spit made his dick surprising hard. But either he’s gonna have to do the cleaning himself or hire a maid service. He looked up maid services on the web and found that there were a few in Eastlake.  All of them making a big deal about their cleaners being “bonded free women”  And they were surprisingly expensive.  The cheapest one was fifty a day with a discount for a daily clean, weekend not included. He clicked on the discount and found that it was a thousand a month, which was a discount of four hundred from the fourteen hundred that it would normally be.

“That’s a bit steep.  Hmm, let see what a cleaning slave costs. I know I will be getting Tiffany but based on what her work area always looks like, she’s not the cleaning type.  Plus she’s going to be at dealership all day and really will not have time to tidy up before I get home as she’s riding in the car with me. I don’t trust her enough to give her own car.  Maybe after a couple of years when she’s broken in, but not now.  Hiring a slave hunter cost more than she’s worth.  Good thing she’s not aware of that, because that might make her make a run for it before Saturday.  Let me see if I can get a cleaning slave from Spellbook.  There must be some older women enslaved, which would fit the bill quite nicely.”

“Spellbook Slaves, how can I help you?”

“Hi, this is Dawson Lowery, I just sold you my wife and daughters.  I forgot that Caroline did the tidying up and cleaning when the girls refused to do it.”

“I’m sorry but it’s past the grace period and none of them are available now.  You would have to contact their new owners if you want them back.  Checking their status, Caroline has been tagged for being snuffed in the next 7 days which means it going to be very expensive to get her back. Your daughters went to ‘501 meat packing company’ and I know from past experience they don’t return a slave until they are ‘used up’ and that takes two or three years.  Sorry.”

“No, you don’t understand, I don’t want them back, I want a cleaning slave.”

“Do you want a cleaning and sex slave or just a cleaning slave?  We have both options.”

“Just cleaning.  I should be getting a sex slave next week, quarterly bonus. I  know she can’t clean for shit based on what her work area looks like.  I’ll be down after five if you are still open.”

“We are open twenty four hours a day.”

I’m here to see your cleaning slaves.  I spoke with some one about it this morning.

“Ah, yes, Mr. Lowery.  The morning shift left a note.  We’ve taken the liberty of moving our cleaning slaves to the holding area.  Let me have them brought up.”

Five slaves are brought up.  Four are elderly or middle ages women who haven’t kept their youthful bloom, if they ever had it. Obviously not sex slaves.  The fifth was a young brunet who looked like she could be a sex slave.  She was a bit short and her tits weren’t all the large, but over all looked pretty good.

“Why is that one in the line up?”  pointing at the younger slave.

“Well, she’s a special case.  She doesn’t have the looks to be a spit roast, and she has horrible sex training scores.  Under 20 for both oral and vaginal and she refused to even be tested for anal.  This was before she was a slave of course, but we didn’t feel like forcing her to be tested in the ass because if her other scores were so low, it wouldn’t matter what her anal score is.”

“So she can’t fuck.  Why make her a cleaning slave?”

“Her last place of employment was with a cleaning agency.  We’ve been having her clean the front of the store at night and she does a very good job.  Better than the agency we were using.  And a lot cheaper.  Of course she’s also tagged as a snuff slave, but we haven’t had a call for one of those in the last month.  Schools out of session so they don’t need demo slaves and we don’t really get along with The Torture Channel.  There is bad blood between the owner and the local management of them.  Cuts a little into the bottom line but he’s not willing to even talk to them.  Any way, she’s four hundred plus tax, which is two fifty regardless of the cost of the slave. So six fifty walk out price.” 

“That’s less than 14 days with a cleaning service.  Why would any body use a service?”

“Well most people only use a service once a month or a one time thing, like for moving out of a apartment, so getting a slave, while cheaper in the long run, is a fairly large amount of cash all at once.  Most people don’t want that.  Most of the services that clean business use slave labor so they can be much cheaper on a monthly basis.  Very much cheaper if you don’t want bonding.  Which is good way to lose small items.  I think that some services actually tell their slaves to do that. We have an open contract with a cleaning service.  We sell all our cleaning slaves to them every 90 days or so.”

“I’ll take her.  What’s her name?”

“What ever you want, but her free name was Yvette Webster”

Lowery Family Aftermath Part One

“Hey George, whats up?”

“Not much, Dawson, just working on the details of the office party next Monday.  Decided on having a couple of spit roasted slaves! A bit pricey at seven thousand but we’ve had a great quarter.  Be worth it for company morale.  So are you bringing your family? I need to know for catering reasons, you know side dishes, beverages, that sort of things”

“Well, no, not really.  I sold them off yesterday during my afternoon off.”

“You did what!  Why? I thought you had the perfect home life.”

“Yeah I did but the girls were just getting out of hand.  Would not do chores around the house, talked back to Caroline, and a little to me.  Grades were dropping, played loud music at night, even after being told to cut it out.  All came to a head when Mia, when told to clean the kitchen, screamed “If you want a slave, just buy a slave, I’m not doing it!”  That was the last straw.  Told her “I’m not buying a slave, but you to don’t clean the kitchen and living room in the next hour I’m having y’all converted!” Lorelei told me that I didn’t have the guts to do that and that she wasn’t going to clean shit.  After an hour they hadn’t clean anything so I dragged them out to the car and went to Spellbook Slaves.  They still didn’t think I was going to do it until the guy at the desk told them to strip down and get scanned for the value. Should have done it sooner, back when they first started up.  But I think Mia would have been too young.  Just selling Lorelei might have scared Mia straight, but to be honest Mia was the bigger problem.  I even think she’s doing a little drugs.  Nothing serious, just weed and maybe molly.  She out of it some days.  Not that really matters, she not doing any thing when she’s straight.  Lorelei is a little better, but she’s still was a pain in the ass.”

“So what were they worth?”

“Well, on the open market three hundred each, to thin to be any thing but a model and it’s really too late to for them to start with that plus their tits are the wrong size. I sold them to be ‘twink replacements’  for a thousand each because there was a couple of openings for that”

“What the hell is a ‘twink replacement’.  Sounds sorta gay”

“Yeah, it is.  Gay bars buy thin flat chested girls to pretend like they are ‘twinks’, which is, I gather, a small thin gay dude.  Not a lot of thin guys around now, and ever fewer are gay.  So ‘twink replacements’ get used instead.  I understand that they end up doing a lot butt sex and giving blow jobs.  I looked it up on line and found that a sex slave in a gay bar has about year to  eighteen months live expectancy.  Seems that ‘Bears’, who ever they are  I assume a large gay man, sometimes like to choke the twink as they give them a blow job or wrap a cord around the twink’s neck as the have butt sex with them.  Accidents happen.   Any way they got sold to the ‘501 meat packing company’.  Which isn’t really a meat company but a gay bar.  Drove past it a couple of time.”

“Yeah, think I’ve seen it.  So what did you do with Caroline?  You sell her too?  No way she’s going to be taken as a thin dude. Because if she got sold as a sex slave I’d like to know where so I can a piece of that ass.”

“Thanks for telling me that.  I might have taken you up on that for a raise but I sold her to be a spit roast.  For a roast next Monday.  Did you buy your roast slaves from Hill’s?”

“Yeah, I did.  Oh my God.  One of the roasts might be her! Want me cancel the roasts?  I know it’s short notice and it will cost me the deposit, but well, you know your one of my top salesman and I’d rather not get you all sullen and grumpy.  Let me call them right now!”

“No, don’t do that.  If you cancel she’ll just end up on someone else spit, or cut up for parts.  I mean she’s a slave in a butcher’s shop.  No way she’s going live out the week.”

“Are you sure? I mean I can get a couple of normal pigs to roast.  I haven’t told any body but you that I’m going to have slave roasted.  I was going to tell them during this afternoon’s meeting, I’ll just change it to BBQ pork”

“Yeah, I’m sure.  To be honest its always been a fantasy of mine to see a slave get roasted, but have never got a chance.  Have you seen what they charge for a public roast?  Not paying five hundred for that.  The roast being Caroline just adds a bit of twist, one that I sorta like.  I was planing on selling her in a couple of months now anyway.  Or at least fantasizing about it.  Not sure If I would go through with it or not, but she’s been a bit of pain of late as well.  Not like the girls, but still. They offered eighteen hundred for her as a roast but only twelve hundred on the open market, but the eighteen hundred was sorta hard to resist. Selling all of them would make almost 4 car payments. Of course once I even said anything about making her a slave she got upset actually really mad, which is understandable. I suspect she would try to get a divorce, assume she could get a lawyer before I filed conversion papers on her. Of course that might be a bit of a challenge given that we were at a slaver’s. I  did say the the only thing I would convert her for as a spit roast.”

“Wow, I didn’t know about any of this.  Hmm,  Got to think about it.  Might sell off the ball and chain plus the twins and Sunny.  Food for thought.

“But there is one way you can make it up to me, it’s about my bonus this quarter”

“I’ll double it that’s what you want!”

“No, actually I was thinking you give me Tiffany.”

“What!  I can’t do that! She not someone I can just give away!”

“Well the guy at Spellbook said she could be a slave any time you want her to be. Said there were lots of advantages of her being a slave, for starters, we don’t have to pay her, just give her lunch. Of course I would get a 24/7 suck and fuck slave after you transfer over to me.  I might even be able to teach her to be a decent fuck. Well not 24/7 really, she gonna be at work for part of that time.He said that if you have a standard employment contact it will have a conversion clause in it.  Does it? “

“To be honest I don’t know.”

“You have been signing contracts without reading them?  That’s not like you George.”

“Well, I had the company lawyer draw them up.  He said that they were just a boiler plate employment contact.  Only charged me for half an hours work.  Let me give him a call and find out”

“I hate these push one for so and so, then get put on hold.  You would think a lawyer’s office would have a live receptionist.  Oh wait…
Hello Andy?  This is George Huffman.  I’ve got a question about our employment contract. Does it have a conversion section in it?
It does?
What do you mean it’s got a clause in it that might stop a conversion?
In two days?  There is no way she’s going to have five thousand in cash.  Hell, I don’t think she would have five hundred, much less five thousand.
What do I need to invoke it?  Just a notarized letter?  Can it be my in house notary?
It can?  Great.   Ah, does this letter need to be anything special?
Well where can I get it?
Off the web but those are generic and might not stand up in out of state courts.  Can you make it customized?
OK her name is Tiffany Rhodes.  Do need her SSN?
No OK then.
No I don’t think she’s pregnant, does that matter?
Oh you can’t convert a woman they are.  That makes sense I guess.  OK, you’re gonna send the letter with all the eyes dotted and the tees crossed.  Then what happens?
You file it with the state and then I take her to a slaver?  Got one you work with?
OK, yeah,  Dawson has some contact with them.  Can you send it by messenger and have him wait for it to be signed and notarized.?  Yeah, I know billable hours.  Oh, hey, what happens if she runs in the two days she’s got to get the money?
Regular PI or something special?
That sounds unpleasant. Oh before you go, want to come to our company picnic next Monday?
Yeah starts at nine, lunch about one thirty.  Gonna have all the normal company picnic stuff, plus we’re spitting a couple of slaves.  That’s why the long time between the start and lunch.  Told it takes three and half to four hours to roast one.
OK I’ll see you there”

“OK, yeah we can convert her.  Andy is having the letter sent over by messenger.  Should be here in about thirty minutes   Better give  her  two days notice.  Call her in her after the messenger has left. Why don’t you have her suck you off while I tell her the news.

“Sounds like a plan”

“Ms Rhodes, can you come to the office”

“Yes sir, be right there”

“Tiffany, blow me.”

“But it’s not  Tuesday!  That when I give your weekly blow job!”

“Special occasion”

“Ms Rhodes, I’ve got something to tell you…”

“Did I say stop sucking?”

“We are going to invoke you conversion clause in your contract.  You have 2 days to give us five thousand dollars cash or on a debit or credit card if you want to buy yourself out of the contract. Personal checks are not accepted.  Let me warn you that if you don’t return in two days with the money or otherwise, a slave hunter will be put on your trail and they are allowed to use any level of force less than lethal. Do you understand?  I’ve already sent the contract conversion papers back to my lawyer, so you’re in a legal limbo right now, not a free woman nor a slave.  Nobody else can enslave you, but in two days you belong to the company.”

“OK you can stop sucking and tell Mr. Huffman that you understand what is happening to you.”

“I understand that I have 2 days to give you five thousand dollars and that if I run, bad things will happen to me.”

“Right.  Now finish your job with Mr. Lowery.  You can leave to start to get the cash as soon as you finish with him”

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“