“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”
Intresting. it sounds like she might just have the money saved up…
Not going to say, but which would fit the tone of the blog better?
That’s up to you, you’ve gone both ways over the years.
There was a time when you wrote stories where being converted and sold off to a slaver that sold torture and short-term f**** slaves to was a better fate than whatever surprised the Dad’s on the PTA we’re going to spring on the students, and you’ve written stories where a former CEO is bought as an assistant by a slaver and does such a good job that she’s freed and given an entire division of the company.
You’ve gone back and forth. I must say I liked it better when a woman getting a cool position was a very refreshing exception and there was lots of cool betrayal and torture between those things, but use my little bit.
In any case I’m not sure there are merits to both. For some reason I kind of want to see her live but I’ll admit I’m a bit afraid that we’re not going to get very many snuff school girls this time around so I am hesitant to tell you to start sparing people LOL 😅 do what you think is best. 🙂
I’ve only got one snuff planed right now, Caroline, who was more or less tricked in to being a spit roast. If she hadn’t gone to Spellbook with her husband she wouldn’t have been chosen as a spit rider any time soon. Also if Alex (The afternoon shift guy at Spellbook) hadn’t suggested it she would have been spared. But Spellbook staff is required to get as many conversion as possible. Of course I’v only got the next 3 or 4 post planed out so who knows what might happen.
As to school girls, I’m leaning towards seniors only and a LOT of collage girls getting converted. The hosting company I’m now one mentions child porn several times in their EULA and I’d rather not push it, so it’s going to be “of age” for non school conversions and school conversions are going to be of older girls.
Also Tiffany is just up for being a sex slave, not a snuff bunny.