Spellbook Slaves Front Desk.
This is a “classic” story from April 2011, edited to fit current names. Tweaked for current technology.
It’s slow, and the warehouse and slave quarters need to be cleaned, so Vicky and I are manning the front desk while most of the staff are in the back cleaning, or supervising slaves working, whichever. Mike is off at the state slaver’s convention.
We had just bought a mother and daughter pair that were not “living up to their full potential”, whatever that means. I don’t make judgements on sellers or their reasons, I just pay for the slaves if they are selling, or charge them a fee if they want to keep the slaves. It’s the business.
After this transaction was over, a really sleazy looking guy, in a leather jacket and leather pants, walks in.
Sleazy guy, “Y’all take Personal Contact conversions, right?”
Vicky allowed that we, in fact, do so.
“Well, I’ve got a problem. I’ve been fucking so many chicks over the last month that I don’t know which one I can sell off. I’ve got my security camera for my ‘chamber of love’ that records to DVD. What I would like is for y’all to watch them, figure out which one I’ve done the dirty on at least 3 times, then go get them. If you can tell me which ones qualify, I can check my little black book for their names and addresses. At least all but the tall long-haired redhead, bitch wouldn’t even give me her name, much less her digits and addy, but I think she was a one-time thing anyway”.
Vicky and I looked at each other. I did my Vulcan eyebrow. Vicky turned back to the man. “Sure, we can do that. There is a 15 dollar an hour charge for that, payable in advance. How much time are we looking at?”
Sleazy drops the stack of disks on the counter. “Well, I’ve got 12 dual layer disks. The camera system is motion triggered, so that should be all fun time.”
Who the fuck is still recording to DVD-R? We don’t even have a standalone player anymore. And I think only one of the older computers has an optical drive, granted it’s a CD/DVD/Blu-ray combo drive, but I don’t think it has been used in at least a year.
Vicky looks at me. I do a fast Google. “12 full dual layer disks would be 48 hours, assuming normal compression. 96 hours if 2X, which is a high as you can go and get reliable playback on a stock DVD player or optical drive.” Google makes me an expert on anything, at least in the short term.
Sleazy rubs both of his brain cells together. “I think it’s the slow speed. I set it up for highest quality. Thought I could make some bucks in the amateur porn business. That went bust, seems you need model release forms for that to work.”
Yeah, that or use slaves, but I don’t think a sleazeball like this “man” can afford a slave, much less a couple or three.
“That would be seven twenty, then.”
“Do you take checks?”
Vicky and I together “No” Vicky adds “Cash or credit card only. No debit cards”.
Sleazy sleazes “Can’t do that right now. I know I’ve got at least one. Let me find her on the first disc, and I’ll get back to you so we can do this.”