Another day at Spellbook Slaves

Another pickup.



“Hello and thank you for calling Spellbook Slaves.  How can I help you today”

“I’ve got my wife in some light duct tape bondage right now, but she’s going to be able to get free soon, I’d like to sell her to you ASAP.”

“We can do that, please give me your address and I’ll send some one to get her.”

“Why thank you”.

“I’m going to send John to do the pick up.  Do you want cash or a loaded debit card for her?”  Based on your photo she looks to be worth about $1500″

“A debit card will be fine.  How long will it be?”

“I’m sending him now, can I get the address?”

“3845 S Lewis”

“John!  Got a possible problem pick up for you.  Please go to 3845 S Lewis and take the wife.  Once you have her, let me know and I’ll transfer funds to the card.”

Walk in Business

“Hello, can I turn my self in here?”

“Well that depends on what you are wanting to turn your self in for.”

“I’ve heard that if you are a slave you can’t be charged with a crime that you did before you were a slave”

“That depends on the crime, but in general yeah.  Care to tell me what you did?  I can tell you being converted will help or not that way.”

“I stole some money from my work.  Not a lot, just a couple of thousand, but they are doing an audit next week and they might find out that I did it.  The last time they found some one stealing from them they called the cops, had her arrested, bought her when the courts converted her and spit roasted her for a company picnic.   I don’t want that to happen to me”

“Was it stocks or bonds you stole?  Makes a difference because securities are covered by the feds and they don’t care about your status.”

“No, just money…”

“That’s a state matter then and grand theft is one of the things covered by “Slaves can’t be tried for their actions as a free women” clause.

“Well then I’d like to become a slave…”

Girl Friend to convert


“I’d like to sell you my girlfriend…”

This kid didn’t look old enough to have a girl friend, much less one that was old enough to convert.  “Can I see some ID, and proof that you are a person of personal contact with your ‘Girl Friend'”.  He digs out his wallet and shows me his learner’s permit.  He’s legal alright.

“I’ve got a bunch of photos of Amber giving me head on my phone, will that do?”

“Assuming 3 in the last 30 days, yes that will do.”  He brings out his phone and shows me a dozen or so shots of her giving head.  Of the dozen at least 3 show both her face and his, enough to indicate he was a PPC with the girl.  “Yeah, that will, do, assuming no other issues with her.”

“OK great, I’ll bring her by this after noon.”

<Later that day>

“This is the place that Coach Watson wanted me to check out.  Come in with me, ‘this will only take a second”

“This is a slave place, why would the coach send you here?”

“They sell stuff I might need”

“Like what?”

“Just come in with me”

“Oh, Fine.”

The walk up to the desk.  She looks to be of age, but I’ll check that later.

“This is Amber, I talked about her with you earlier today”

“Yes, I recognize her from your photos.  Still want to sell her?”

“Sell me!  You can’t do that we are too young.”

“Well, let’s see about that. Let me see your ID miss”

Amber hands over her license.  She’s legal, if just barely.  I set her license down “Well, in some states you might be too young, but here in Oklahoma, you are legal for conversions”

“Meric you said you loved me, why are you doing this?”

“Coach Watson wants us to convert our girl friends so as to make us ‘Real Men’.  All the team will be doing it before the first game.  The coach says he has some thing special in mind if we win that game, but we have to convert our girl friends first.”

“And you do what ever that pig of a coach tells you to do?”

“Pretty much.”

“Don’t do this, I’ll blow you every day, just don’t do this because your coach tells you to.  Please, I’m begging you, I thought you loved me…”

“Well, every morning before school?”

I could tell that Meric was starting to give in.  Need to push him towards converting her.  “Sir, if I might speak with you in private…”  I lean forward to speak to the boy and as I do so I trigger the door lock.  She’s not running out of here until we resolve this.  “I’ve heard through the grapevine that the Eastlake school system is making some sweeping changes to their student conversion policy, to take effect on the 22nd.  Do you know what status Amber’s parents have given her?  Or will give her?  It would be a shame for you to not convert her like your coach wants and she gets converted because of a school policy.  Not to mention the cash you would get if you converted her today”

What I didn’t tell him was that I already had a buyer in mind for Amber, Coach Watson had called in earlier today about his players might be bringing in their girl friends “And fuck toys”, to use his term.  I was expecting older, but what ever.  What I’m not telling Meric is how much Amber is worth, so I can let him “haggle” me up to a higher price.

“Please Meric, don’t do this.  I’ve got more to offer to you than Coach Watson does”

I look at Meric “You think she’s going to get you in to college?  Most of Coach Watson players get some sort of scholarship.  Just saying.”

Meric looks at Amber, then back to me “How much is she worth to you”

I look at her.  She’s worth 2 grand easy.  “How does $600 sound to you?”\

“Fifteen hundred”


“Miss I’m warning you another such out burst and I will be forced to take action against you.  A qualified person of personal contact has requested your conversion and is in negotiations for your conversion. By law I am now allowed to apply what ever level of non lethal force I need.  Now Be Silent.”

I turn back to Meric.  “How does nine hundred work for you?”

“Twelve Hundred”

“How about we say a grand even.  Cash money”

“Deal”  “Deal”

As we conclude the negotiations Amber turns and starts to run towards the door, not knowing that it was locked.    I pull out my taser and fire it at her.  She goes down like a ton of bricks.  I push the button a couple more times,  she twitches but is out for the count.  “Would you mind putting her in the holding cage while I get your money sir?”

A rental work slave

Ring Ring

“Hello, this is Spellbook Slaves, how can I help you today?”

“This is Connie Norris with Norris’s House Painting and I need to rent a slave or two for a big rush job I’ve got.   You got any that might be able to use a roller on a stick?”

We don’t get many calls for renting slaves, but it is something we do.  “Yeah, I’ve got a few that might work for you.  Rental rates are one hundred per day, but if she is not in the same or better condition when you return her, or you keep her for more than two weeks your card will be charged the full amount for the slave.

“That sounds like a deal.  I’ll be by to pick her up in a few hours.”

“That’s fine, we are open 24 hours and the time you pick her up is the time she needs to be returned by, for day count reasons.”

A busy morning at Spellbook Slaves.

Car delivery

Hello How can Spellbook Slaves help you today?

I’ve got my girl friend duct taped in the back of my car, where is your store located?  My GPS is on the fritz

We are located in the strip mall on the north west corner of 41st and Yale.

OK I’ll be there in a few minutes.

Crime doesn’t pay.

<Ring Ring> Spellbook slaves, how can I help you today?

We have a problem.   Seems we had a embezzler  on on staff.  Can you do a pick up?

Ah, has she been found guilty by a court?

Nope, but we got a signed confession and a signed request for conversion instead of prosecution.

That will do.

Great, our head of security has her restrained in the boardroom.

This didn’t go as planned.

<Ring Ring> Hello, what can Spellbook Slaves do for you today?

I’ve got a couple of questions about converting my girl friend.  I’m afraid she is going to convert me, based on us having sex while she makes a video of it.

That would be a good indicator, yes.

Yeah,  but here is the problem.  I’m the one wearing the strap on.

Well, yeah, that would make you the enslaving party, not the enslaved party.  Seems straight forward to me.

Yeah, but it’s strapped to my face…

Oh.  I see.  This could be tricky.  Care to make a test case?

What do you mean?

Well, we convert your girl friend, but be ready for a court case about it.

How long will that take? 

Less than a month, there is a legal requirement that improper conversion cases be fast tracked.

Group of Girls

<ring ring> Spellbook Slaves, how may I help you?

Hi! I’m with the enslavement board for Eastlake Tesla Preparatory School and we have a set that need to be converted.  Mr. West said to call you as he is too busy with mid-terms to deal with a group.

Odd.  He normally makes time for that sort of thing.

It’s 10 girls.  We batched them up this time.  He also says he has 3 snuffs to grade today as well, so he’s swamped.”

Figures he would take the grading the snuffs over doing normal paper work.

Hey, he’s got 3 interns that should be in class, why not have them process the new slaves?

Well, it’s mid-terms so they are taking tests.

Damn it.  I hate doing this sort of thing.

Wrong bar to get naked in.

<Ring Ring>How may Spellbook Software help you?

Can you do something about a crazy bitch?

Can you expand on that?

Well, I’m the owner of the 501 meat packing company, we are a bar…

Yeah,  go on.

We’ve got a crazy bitch who keeps coming in and stripping down.

And this is a problem why?

We are a gay bar.

Oh, I see.  Well there isn’t any thing I can do and the person with the hunter’s warrant is busy right now.  Let me give him a call and see if he can make some time for you.

A thought hits me. Is she drunk?

Nope, just naked and dancing.  Badly I might add.

So much for getting her in front of Judge Harper.

Not what it seems.

Hey dude, I want to sell her off.

Are you her husband?

No, I just want to sell her.

Have you had sex with her 3 times in the last 30 days?

Yeah, sure have!

Do you have proof?

I need that?  Isn’t my word as a man good enough?

Sorry it’s not.

 That fucking bull shit.  We men run this country now and it’s bull shit that you don’t take my sworn word as a man that I’ve fucked a bitch.

Sorry, the law if very clear on this.  Not a person of personal contact with out proof.

I knew you would fuck this up.  Let me talk to the man.  As you can’t seem to get even this right.  Look I want to be a slave.  That’s the only reason I let this ass hole fuck me.

You know you can just volunteer for conversion.

I didn’t know that.  If I volunteer does this limp dick get any money?


OK what do I have to do?

Well I just fill out some forms, get a urine sample from you to make sure you are not pregnant or on drugs, then assuming all goes well you will be converted.

And limp dick here gets nothing?


Sign me up.

This is fucking bull shit.  She says she wants to be a slave, Come on let me sell you to you.  I need the money.

Shut your limp dicked pie hole.  The grown ups are talking.

Fucking bull shit.  I want your name, I’ll see you in court!

Biker Bitches.

My Man! Do me a solid and take these bitches off my hands. Look, here is the proof. It’s three times of private fucking, right?

That is it in a nut shell. All three?

Yep.  I’m the official slave maker for the club.  Once we get tired of a bitch, I fuck em in private like.

Good work if you can get it.  I’ll give you 300 each.

Make it a grand, total.

I can do that.  Cash or loaded debit card?

Cash if you can.  Large bills are OK.

Can do.


A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.

Office Blow Job
Office Blow Job

OK Bill, I think that about sums up our office spending plan. I’ll send Caroline in so you can implement stage one.

Bill?  Ted just sent me in here, says “Time for my daily throating”, but he had to leave for a meeting with a client so it would be just you.  I’m OK with that.

Right,  here let me get where you can get to my cock.    Ah, yeah, that’s the thing.   Oh. yeah. You want to know something?  This really important.  I want you to know that this is the third time in the last 21 days that you, oh, wait…  Oh, God you are good with that tongue.  Now swallow and listen…  Any way, like I was saying this is the third blowjob you have given me with out Ted being here.  That makes me a person of personal contact for you.

That can’t be right, we only have sex here in the office and public sex doesn’t count, I know I looked it up.

OK then, wave to the public…  Oh, dear, no public, but there is that camera over there.  You have had private consensual  sex with me 3 times in the last month, and I have the proof.  The fact that we have also had public sex in the same room at different times isn’t important.

So what does that mean, you are going to sell me into slavery?

No, not exactly, we are converting you to a slave, but we are keeping you on as secretary and sex toy, but and here is the important part, we are cutting your salary to zero.  You will be living with Ted, mainly because Margie doesn’t want to give head any more so you will be replacing here in that role.  Of course, what Margie doesn’t know is that Ted knows about Margie’s and my affair, and that I plan on converting her by the end of the week.  Thinking about selling her to a throat fuck bar, just because.  Now are we going to have to do this the hard way or will you agree to do it the easy way.  The hard way might involve a tazer or two, and will definitely involve bondage.

And the “easy way”?

You call up Spellbook Slaves, explain the situation to them, and deal with it like it is any other office task.