The Auction Slave (Closed for Ldy_Sea)

Brad shook his head trying to clear his brain. Shadows danced on the walls in front of him and the sound of voices seemed to echo in his head. Slowly his head began to clear and the sounds became more clear and distinct. It was the sound of women, a lot of women, talking and laughing. He tried to move his arms only to hear another sound, the sound of metal clanking against the cold stone wall behind him. He glanced up at the sound, seeing the shackles binding his wrists. The feel of the restraints on his wrist were tight; threatening to cut into his skin if he tried to pull away.

As his mind began to clear, he tried hard to figure out how on earth he got into this mess. He remembered the late night meeting with his lawyer, Mrs. Colton. He started to remember the issue she was ranting about.

“Taxes, those damn taxes,” he muttered under his breath as the recollection of their argument became clearer. She was a shrewd lawyer who handled his tax evasion case and got him off on a technicality. He thought everything was taken care of until a few weeks later when he received another summons to appear in court for a related tax charge. Disgruntled and upset, he talked to Mrs. Colton about the new issue and she ranted about how he deceived her by not divulging all the information. She told him her fee was now doubled and if he didn’t like it she would make sure he was sent to jail for a long time. He remembered telling her she had no right to raise her fee and that she was a crook. Brad could still hear her sweet melodic voice that was becoming so crystal clear “don’t worry Brad darling I was only pulling your leg.”

She got him off and then sent him a bill for three times the amount. Brad stormed into her office, his face red with anger and telling her he didn't give a shit about jail but maybe he should report her to the bar. He was surprised that she did not put up a fight and then she told him it was all a mistake and to show him she had no hard feeling, she offered him a drink. Brad thought he had won the argument and gladly accepted the drink.

“She drugged me,” were the words screaming in his head. He pulled hard on the shackles only to feel a searing pain in his wrist bringing him back to reality. “Where am I?” he wondered as his head became clearer.

Then in front of him stood Mrs. Colton. “There is more than one way to skin a cat,” she smirked at his inabilityto move. “Since you won’t pay my fee I have decided to auction you off to get my money and if I’m not mistaken you will fetch much more than my fee.”

Just as he was about to unleash a string of cuss words, he heard her soft laugh that seemed to turn menacing. "You can yell and scream all you want dear Brad. These women really don't give a shit."

His eyes turned from the woman to take in other women milling about as if they were simply at a meeting discussing some political issue. He glanced to his right and then his left, seeing men in the same predicament, shackled to a stone wall while women walked by inspecting them. He looked back at his lawyer, hearing her tell a woman that he was a bit of a wild cat but with the proper training he could serve her well.

The woman closed the distance between them, running her hands over his body as if inspecting a piece of meat from the market. She smiled at him as her hands covered his groin. He felt her fingers poking and then the palm of her hand, slid up and down his cock. “He sure seems to have the right stuff,” she said laughing. “When do we get to see what he has,” she asked matter of fact as if this was everyday talk.

“You will get to see everything when the auction begins but please feel free to touch him all you like.” Brad closed his eyes wishing this was all a bad dream and when he opened them he would indeed find out it was a nightmare. Instead he realized that he was trapped when his eyes opened. The woman who had taken an interest in him ran her hands over him one more time and then he watched as she moved onto the next chained man.

When he turned his head back to the other side of the room, he saw Mrs. Colton talking to a woman who kept glancing in his direction. Mrs. Colton was waving her arms and then pointing at him and he knew they were talking about him. He tugged again at the restraints watching the two women talk about him. He couldn’t hear what was being said but he could tell one thing. The woman talking to Mrs. Colton seemed to be taking an interest in him.

That bitch Colton had cornered Maria again. Fuck why did she always have to brag about having the best of the best. Usually her offerings were okay at best, but this one...well Maria's practiced eye could definitly see the potential.

Like Mrs. Colton Maria was a supplier, but unlike Maria, Colton only provided meat. Maria was the best trainer in the country. Not a single one of Marias trained slaves had even tried to escape. Mrs. Colton had to refund at least 3 purchases this year after the meat attempted to escape. Fortunately for the slave traders all were recaptured quickly. One did have to be put down when he injuries his Mistress. Colton was almost booted from the organization for that but she was third generation, and had too many ties to sever.

Maria saw the lights flash, and took her seat. She sat there watching the meat as several lesser specimens were brought forth and auctioned off. "Finally ladies we have our final meat for the evening. His name was Brad, a very wealthy man who refused to pay his legal fees after cheating on his taxes. He has no one who will miss him, except coworkers who believe his plane was lost at sea. All hs assetts will be left in his will to the auction winner. The bidding will start at $500,000."

Maria sat quietly watching the usual early bidders drive the price up to a point none if them could afford. Soon different woman joined in the bidding frenzy. Driving the price past three million USD. The bidding stalled at 4.75 million. "Going once..., going twice..., so..."

"Five million dollars" came a strong but quiet voice. The whole room turned to look at Maria. She had just done 2 things she swore she'd never do, buy meat at auction, and buy anything from Colton.

"Ladies the bid is now 5 million..." the auctioneer said knowing only 2 woman in the room had that kind of money to spend. And the other one was taking her turn as auctioneer and disallowed to buy anything.

"Sold to Mara Mistress of the First Order and offspring of our founders." The assembled ladies gave polite applause. Maria nodded and smiled at her sisters as they congratulated her.

After the crowd thinned out a bit Maria made her way over to her new meat. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions, and I will answer some of them soon. For now, keep your mouth shut and do as your told. If you speak, argue or fight the pain will be much worse."

Maria puts a dogs choke chain around the neck of her new possession. She attaches a leash and soon his restraints are removed. Maria leads him through a door other men had been lead through.

Inside are a group of men at different stations and the others from the auction are at various stations. All looked dazed and confused, some look scared and two are crying. The only one wearing anything besides the woman is the third guy sold. He is wearing a lot of guaze in a very sensitive place.

Maria leads her new acquisition over to the first station. "Milady, congratulations on purchasing a fine future slave. Will this one be a breeder, for pleasure only, or a eunuch?"

Maria looks at the meat for several minutes. "I believe he will be a breeder."

"Very good Milady. Will he be inspected and tagged tonight or will he be resold once trained?"

Maria responds almost immediatly. "Tonight. This one is for my personal use."

"Brand or tattoo? Any pierceings required?"

"Brand on the sole of the left foot, vertical tattoo on the back of the right leg just under the buttocks. No pierceings."

The one asking questions enters some info into a computer and the other slave takes a permanent marker and writes BIRT/B lt ft/T BK RT LEG VERT. Underneath that he wrote Ms. Maria on his chest. Once this is done the marker slave says "Station 4 Milady."

Maria leads him to station 4 which has a dentists chair. The leash shaken from Maria and the meat is lead to an Xray booth. This was followed by an eye exam, medical exam, and blood urine and stool samples, hearing test, even a tailor to take measurements.

As he was lead around the room Brad watched as one by one the men were lead through a curtain. Most returned with some part of their body bandaged. A few had and bandaged groins as well as other body parts.

Maria lead Brad to the final station before the curtain. "Milady, have you chosen a new name for this meat?"

"Leave it as meat for now. Once trained we can have a naming party."

"Very well Milady." He types on his computer as another winner exits with her slave. Brad tries to make contact with him but is ignored. "You may enter now Milady."

Maria enters the curtain pulling her purchase behind her. She takes the only seat and points to a sign saying
'ANY SLAVE NOT KEELING WHEN DOCTOR ENTERS WILL NOT RECIEVE ANY PAIN KILERS OR NUMBING AGENTS
Below that sign was a picture of the acceptable position...

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As soon as meat took the position, the Dr. entered. Maria and the Doc kissed and the Doc said "We didn't find any defects in this meat. He s in as perfect heath as one of his age should be. He will need glasses in a few years, but other than that he is strong and healthy."

Thank you Dr. I say to the woman and hand her the leash. She looks down at you and says crawl, and starts walking into another room. You don't move fast enough so another tug in your collar and a kick in the ass from me gets you moving.

The Doc gas a able and says up. You climb up in to it and are suddenly held down by 4 enormous men while the dctr straps you down so you can't move. She pulls two needed out from a drawer she injects one after the other. "One is a powerful painkiller, the other is an antibiotic.

Before you can ask why, you see on of the large slaves in the room approach your foot with a red hot branding iron. He press it into the flesh of your foot putting the Mark of Mistress Maria on you for eternity.

Once the branding iron is removed, the table is flipped upside down, so you are staring at the floor. You feel a draft on the back of your right leg. Then there's a cool liquid rubbed on the skin, and then. Gentle caress.

After a few minutes, you are flipped over and your foot and thigh are bandaged by the doc. She removes the restraints and puts you into a wheel chair and pushes you back to me.

I take custody of you again, and we go to the final station. I and over my Platinum AmEx card and sign some papers. Finally done, I roll you outside and toward the docks.

We board hit looks like a small exclusive cruise ship. I tell one of the officers to get underway. I push the wheelchair into the in dining salon, lock the wheels and st on the ouch facing you.

A naked girl brings me a glass of wine and gets on all fours in front of me. I rest my feet on her back, and a naked Mae comes over and takes off my shoes and begins to message my feet. The foitrest begins to suck my masseurs dick as he ignored the oral stimulation and concentrates on my feet and legs.

I sip my wine and for the first time since I put the leash on you I speak to you. "Well now I bet you have a million questions, but you only have 30 minutes until we reach our destination. That's all the time you have to ask anything. After that speaking without permission will be cause for correction." Footrest and masseur both shudder at the word correction. I look into your eyes waiting for you to speak.

Brad saw a look of disgust on the woman as she talked with Mrs. Colton. They seemed to be having a spirited conversation and he couldn’t help but think it was about him. The woman glanced at him every so often at him as they continued their discussion. He wished he could hear their conversation but they were too far away for him to overhear their subject.

Just as the lights flashed off and on signaling the start of the auction, he saw a shadow off to his right and then a tall blonde stood in front of him, blocking his view of Mrs. Colton and the woman. “That’s the call for the auction and I can’t wait for your nice piece of ass to get up on the stage,” she smirked. The way she looked at him, sent shivers down his spine. “My friends and I are looking for a new slave to use as we wish,” she said lewdly. Brad didn’t know what she was talking about but from the tone of her voice it would not be pleasant.

He pulled again on his restraints, feeling the searing pain in his wrists. The woman laughed as she grabbed his crotch, feeling his cock through the trousers. “Yeah me and my bitches are going to have a great time taming your wild ass,” she added squeezing his cock harder. He felt a stab of pain in his cock as her fingers tightened around his shaft.

The insults from this woman's mouth filled Brad with anger. Instinctively he tried to kick out at the woman, wanting her feel some of the pain he felt in his cock. As his leg moved toward the woman it was stopped short from striking her and he realized his legs were restrained too. The pain in his ankle streaked up his leg as he yelled. “You fucking bitch. When I get out of here I’ll show you who is going to use who!” he exclaimed at the top of his lungs. The sound of his voice carried throughout the cavernous warehouse causing women to stop their conversations and look at him. Some just shook their heads while others laughed at his seemingly useless words.

The blonde laughed at his temper tantrum. She leaned closer to him and he could smell her perfume as she whispered. “You just wait fucker. You are going to pay dearly for that little stunt.” Brad saw the menacing look in her eyes and something inside him told him he didn’t want to find out what that punishment would entail.

Mrs. Colton appeared and scolded the blonde for messing with her package. Then she turned to him and slapped him across the face. “Don’t you ever make an outburst like that again in my presence, do you understand?”

Brad felt the sting slice through his cheek. “You bitch,” he said in a low voice with seething anger.

She just laughed and then put her hand on his cheek as if to rub the redness and the pain away. “I think you are going to do very well on the auction block Brad. Yes I think your little antics just now are going to make your value increase with these women tonight. I'm looking forward to seeing how much money you bring me.”

Brad thought better of replying as she turned on her heels and walked toward a large stage. He watched as two burly men walked a man to the stage. The man seemed resigned to his fate when they cuffed him to a long chain secured to the floor; his hands behind his back to show off his physique. It reminded Brad of slave auctions from ancient Greek and Roman paintings. The crowd of women cheered and when the auctioneer, a short dark-haired woman, started barking out bids for the first auction item.

He felt helpless as he watched the crowd of women yell their bids. When the bidding slowed, one woman yelled, “Show us what we are getting for our money.” The auctioneer laughed and then called for two female assistants to show the crowd what this slave had to offer them. The assistants walked behind the man, grabbing his shirt, they ripped it off his body to the yells and catcalls of the crowd. One of them ran her fingers from his shoulders to his trousers, teasing the crowd into more catcalls. The assistants unbuckled the man’s trousers, pulling them down to reveal his cock to the women. As they stroked him, the bidding war was on and bids escalated.

Brad watched more men endure the humiliation of the women as they yelled and cheered. He was still under the spell of the drug when two burly men approached him. “It’s your turn buddy,” one of them said as they undid the restraints. The thought of running crossed his mind but as he took a step, his legs felt wobbly. He knew he would not be able to out run the men as they grabbed his arms and pulled him to the stage.

He took in the crowd of women as he was led onto the stage and set up in the same fashion as the other men before him. Perspiration on his forehead beaded up as he stared out at the women, his arms pulled behind him and then his legs chained to a long chain. He stared out into the crowd seeing the blonde and the other woman who was talking to Mrs. Colton. It seemed to him they were like a pack of wolves looking for their prey and he got nervous thinking that he was about to be sold. He wanted to run but he was chained to the floor and then the auctioneer began to tell the crowd about him.

"Finally ladies we have our final meat for the evening. His name was Brad, a very wealthy man who refused to pay his legal fees after cheating on his taxes. He has no one who will miss him, except coworkers who believe his plane was lost at sea. All his assets will be left in his will to the auction winner. The bidding will start at $500,000."

Brad could not believe his ears. “What the fuck are you talking about bitch?” His screams quieted the crowd and they waited for auctioneer. They didn’t have to wait long as Mrs. Colton quickly crossed the stage and slapped him hard across the cheek. “Don’t you ever utter another word or else.”

“Fuck you bitch,” he screamed. He no more than got the words out then a ball gag was placed in his mouth. He struggled but in the end the gag was securely in place and the auctioneer gave the microphone to Mrs. Colton.

“I told you ladies that this one is special. It will take a special mistress to train this man.” The crowd roared their approval. “And ….” She waited for the crowd to quiet. “He also has some other fine qualities that I’m sure you can find a use for.” She signaled to the two naked female attendants and they quickly ripped what was left of his shirt and then pulled his trousers down to reveal his soft cock. “Ladies this is one fine specimen,” she laughed grabbing his cock and stroking it.

The crowd of women went wild with cheers and then the auctioneer yelled above the noise. “The bidding will start at $500,000.”

The bidding war was a blur to Brad as the women quickly outbid one another. The whole time a young naked woman was stroking his cock and try and hard as he could, he couldn’t stop the growth of his cock. He closed his eyes wishing this was all a bad dream but the catcalls and constant bidding for his services. And what were the words of the auctioneer? He was lost in a plane crash and the winner will get all his assets. He tried to make sense of all this but every thought was confused with another.

He heard the bid of $5 million dollars and heard the auctioneer yell to the excited crowd. "Sold to Mara Mistress of the First Order and offspring of our founders." Brad watched helplessly as the woman named Maria nodded and smiled, accepting the congratulations.

He watched the woman make her way to where he was shackled to the stage. He had a bad feeling about this woman. She did not look like the kind of woman who would have pity on him. She showed him a wicked smile as she signaled for one of the attendants to remove the ball gag. He was about to say something but thought better of it when she said "I'm sure you have a lot of questions, and I will answer some of them soon. For now, keep your mouth shut and do as you’re told. If you speak, argue or fight the pain will be much worse."

Brad wanted to yell but something inside him told him he would make it worse. Besides he figured he could make a run for it when they got outside. He felt the dog choker being placed around his neck and then she led him out of the stage area.
The next few minutes were a blur of activity. Brad could still feel the effects of the drugs and his mind whirled as he heard her tell the woman that he would be a breeder and that he would be inspected and branded. He looked around at the other men and they were being taken to the various stations also. Some were scared and some looked as if they were resigned to their fate. He still thought of running and decided that when they got alone outside he would overpower her and run.

This woman they called Maria led him to a dentist chair. He was stripped of all his clothing and then a series of women started to probe and check him over. He assumed they were doctors the way they handled him. When they were done taking him to different testing stations, he was led back to the woman. He looked at her and saw that her eyes lacked any emotion to the things happening to the men.

She led him to another station and a woman asked her if she had chosen a new name for him. He looked at the two women and was about to say his name was Brad but one look from the dark haired woman told him to just stay quiet. He couldn’t believe they were treating him as non-human as if he was just a piece of meat and then he heard her tell the woman.

"Leave it as meat for now. Once trained we can have a naming party."

When they entered the curtained area, he saw the sign on the wall. The woman sat and pointed to the poster and he looked at her. She didn’t smile or say a word as if the poster said it all and it did. Brad took the position and soon a woman entered and gave the dark haired woman a kiss. They talked as if he was not in the room and then the woman tells him to crawl.

“What the fuck is happening,” he says under his breath. Brad hesitated wondering if he could make a break for it when the sharp yank on the leash causes his windpipe to close. He was gasping for breath when he felt the woman’s foot kicking him in the ass.

Crawling with the doctor, he is ordered up on a table. Four men immediately hold him down and then straps are secured across his chest and legs. His eyes grow large when the doctor produces two needles tells him to remain calm, "One is a powerful painkiller, and the other is an antibiotic."

The painkiller takes immediate effect and Brad felt his whole body go numb. He tried to move as the red hot branding iron shown to him and then the searing pain rips through his body. Every muscle in his body is tense and then he is flipped over. The pain is intense as the back side of his thigh is branded. The thought of running slowly slips from his brain as the pain begins to subside. He is tired and the drugs make every movement hard. Trying to lift his arms seem to be too much trouble and he drifts off to sleep.

Brad felt his body being lifted off the table and then into a wheelchair. In and out of a drug induced sleep, Brad wanted to run but every muscle in his body would not cooperate. The feel of a rocking sensation wakes him up and then he sees the woman named Maria sitting in front of him. The rocking sensation continues and he realizes he is on a boat with his mad woman.

A naked girl walks into his view carrying a glass of wine and then she drops to the floor making a foot rest for the woman. Then a man removes her shoes and begins to massage her feet while the girl sucks his cock. Brad is mesmerized by the scene in front of him. He had seen pictures in magazines and on the internet but never in person. They acted as if he did not exist as they performed their duties to this woman.

Slowly reality is creeping back into his brain. He looks at the woman sipping wine like she is a queen with servants for her every need. "Well now I bet you have a million questions, but you only have 30 minutes until we reach our destination. That's all the time you have to ask anything. After that speaking without permission will be cause for correction."

He saw the two people go tense at her words and then she just stared at Brad. His mind was still foggy and yes he had a lot of questions for her but it was difficult to get the words out. Brad struggled for words and then he thought it would be good to ask as many questions as he could.

“What am I doing here? I owed Ms. Colton some money but she stiffed me. She overcharged for her services.”

“Who are you and why was I branded like a piece of cattle?”

"What did you mean I am going to be a breeder?"

“Where are you taking me? I know we are on a boat but where are we going.”

Brad looked at the woman and then at the two people who he now realized were her servants. She didn’t speak but rather had an amused look on her face. He shifted his eyes from her to the two servants. They seemed uninterested except that now the man’s cock was long and hard and the girl was moaning softly as she took all of his cock into her mouth.

“Why did the bitch tell everyone I was in a plane crash?” he asked. “Am I being abducted? ….. Are you planning to ask for a ransom?”

He had no clue as to where he was, where he was going, who this person was that bid $5 million dollars for him, why they branded him. Brad looked at the woman who was smirking at his confusion. “Please tell me what the fuck is going on,” he pleaded.

"My name is Maria DeWolf. You are aboard my Vessel the M/Y Henrietta Marie II. We have just left the island of Antiope, our capital. We are heading to my private island, Hippolyta. Our country is just east of the international date line and about 50 miles north if the equator. This Country is called Themiscyra."

Maria leans back a bit and sips her wine. "You are not BEING kidnapped. You WERE kidnapped. You are now being legally transported by your lawfully registered owner to her home."

Maria presses a button on a remote looking device and another naked female slave appears with a tray of fruits and a glass of water. She places it on Brads lap then goes over to Maria and kisses her feet. Maria waves her away and she leaves. "Please feel free to eat. You will need your strength over the next few days. This country was founded shortly after the emancipation proclamation by slave trading families to allow the buying and selling of slaves. You will learn more f our history later."

Maria looks into your eyes. "You owed that Colton cunt a legal debt which you refused to pay. She then gave you a second chance to pay, and instead you threatened her. She gave you a drug and once you were unconious she loaded you into your plane and flew it to Antiope. There it was destroyed in an explosion and a few pieces of wreckage were scattered on the ocean. A day after the wreckage was found, Colton was found adrift in a liferaft confirming your demise. This is your death certificate." Maria says holding up a piece of paper.

"Now I ask you who will pay ransom for a dead man? What will they use to pay the ransom since everything you own was left to charity...a charity I use as a front for my real business."

I smile as I see the look of despair crawl across your face. "Themiscyra's main...actually only export is slaves. So every slave that's sold is given a full exam, branded with their owners mark, and has their Id number tattooed on their person. You have the DeWolf brand on your foot, it looks like this..." Maria indicates the thigh of the girl she is using as a fotschool where a howling wolf's head is burned into her flesh.

"Your ID number which you must never forget is JVJ24601. This number will track every thing about you including the fact you are a breeder, at least for now. There are 3 classes of slaves. Eunuchs who are used to serve woman that want male slaves but don't want to deal with erections or sperm. Then there are pleasure slaves who are infertile but have working members. Then there are breeders who are left intact so they can be used to breed future slaves."

"Do you have any more questions meat?" As Maria said this the male slave grunted and filled the girls mouth with his cum. As his dick filled her mouth he never stopped massaging Maria's feet. When he was done spewing in her mouth, "Before me!" Maria commanded.

Both slaves assumed the kneeling position. "You will relieve correction for not lasting until we docked." Maria says to the male slave. "You have earned a reward." She says to the female slave. Maria grabs her by the hair and drags her over too Brad. "Nice we rock, you will take charge of meat here, and test him thoroughly for the next 24 hours. I want a full report on his abilities to please a female."

Maria walked over to the male slave. "Tonight as your wife pleases the new meat, you will sit there and watch wearing these..." Maria holds up 2 objects http://www.dhresource.com/albu_332952843_00-1.0x0/latest-design-stainless-steel-male-chastity.jpg and http://www.asia-manufacturer.com/propicture/a10/781/pb_100005515.jpg

Brad tried hard to listen to this woman. The drugs were slowly wearing off and he was getting more aware of his surroundings and the people in the room. The dark haired woman was definitely in charge as attested by the two slaves who jumped liked scared rabbits when she barked out an order. He knew where Themiscyra was but he never knew the history of slave trading and she had a private island. Thoughts of trying to escape began to drain from his mind.

As she told the story of the plane wreck and how they found Ms. Colton in a life raft, the picture started to clear up. His brain screamed that he was set up from the beginning. Colton had this planned all along knowing he would not pay her outrageous fee. He began to fume inside and the hatred for her grew strong.

When another naked woman entered the room with a trap full of fruit and water he noticed she too was branded. He was too drowsy to eat as it was an effort to just pick up his arms. Maria told him about the ransom and again anger boiled up inside him knowing that Ms. Colton and this bitch cooked up everything. He had to find a way to escape was his only thought as she scrutinized his face.

She started talking about his brand and his ID number and he felt as though he just landed in prison. He tried to remember the number she told him but his mind was still fuzzy and the numbers ran together. He didn’t know what would happen if he didn’t remember the number but from the look on her face, it couldn’t be good.

"Do you have any more questions meat?"

He looked at the dark haired woman wondering how she would take his questions.

“First of all my name is Brad and not meat,” he said with a voice filled with anger. “And how dare that bitch Colton set me up. When I see that fucking bitch I’m going to ring her scrawny fucking neck.”

The veins in his neck were popping out as she let him vent his anger. He watched as the man unloaded a huge deposit of cum into the other slave’s mouth and then he heard the sharp tone in her voice. Both of the slaves immediately fell to their knees.

Brad watched amazed when the woman dragged the girl to him and told her she was in charge of him and she would test him thoroughly and then report back to her. What the fuck is going on, he wondered as the girl sat perfectly still before him like a puppy dog.

She held up the male chastity belt and ball gag and the male looked on with no expression at all. Brad had to find a way out of this mess. “Listen,” he pleaded. “If its money you want, I can get more if you just let me go.”

He looked at the woman and she had a stern look on her face. He tried hard to come up something that would convince her to let him go but his brain was not working. Everything was jumbled and now, kneeling befor him was a woman who would have sex with him while her husband watched. Everything was going into overload. What the fuck is going to happen next, he wondered as the three of them looked at him, still sitting in a wheelchair. He tried to think of more questions but he was too tired to even think of one.

“First of all my name is Brad and not meat,” he said with a voice filled with anger. “And how dare that bitch Colton set me up. When I see that fucking bitch I’m going to ring her scrawny fucking neck.”

"You do not yet understand. Brad is dead. He no longer exists. Meat is not a name, it is a term to describe a slave who is not trained. Once the meat begins to accept and obey, he is then given a name of his owners choosing." Maria steps closer... her eyes flash in anger "That is the last time you will use such a tone with me!" Maria stares right into his eyes, daring him to argue with her. Her body is tense and poised to strike like a cobra when it see's a mongoose.

Brad watched the girl and man kneeling at his feet. Her eyes seemed to plead with him not to say anything more. He looked at her body more closely, at the perky breasts with the thick nipples pointing at him. Normally he would be thinking of more sensual things but here on the boat things were quite different. Her duties according to the woman were to test him for his manliness and stamina. He wondered how he would do given the circumstances that he was drugged and in a wheelchair. Looking up at the woman called Maria standing in front of him, he figured she really give a shit what he thought.

"You do not yet understand. Brad is dead. He no longer exists. Meat is not a name, it is a term to describe a slave who is not trained. Once the meat begins to accept and obey, he is then given a name of his owners choosing." The words tore through him like a hot knife slicing through butter. The words screamed in his brain, "I am still alive." He opened his mouth to argue with her and saw the girl move her head side to side so slightly he almost missed it. The man was watching with impartial eyes knowing what Brad was going through at that moment. It is not easy to just give up one's identity. He had a life before today and a successful business. This woman standing with her hands on her hips wanted to give it all up without an argument.

Brad looked from the girl to the man and then at the woman. She had taken a stance in front of him, her eyes filled anger. "That is the last time you will use such a tone with me!"

He was confused by all that happened to him in the last 24 hours. He opened his mouth to speak wondering if it was the right thing to do. He still had some pride in his body as he spoke. "I am not dead. I am a man......."

He no more than got the words out when he saw a flash to his left and then a searing pain on his cheek. Her hand hit his cheek full force causing his head to snap backwards. Brad's hand flew to the painful cheek rubbing it as he looked at the woman. He saw her raise her hand again but then a voice came over the loudspeaker. "Mistress Maria we are home."

Maria looked at Brad with daggers in her eyes and he knew his life had now changed and he was at her mercy.

I cursed at herself for losing control like that. I knew better.

I walked out of the room to supervise the docking procedure. Neither slave moved or spoke as the Yacht slowed and then reversed engines. After a few seconds the engines idled and then shut off.

"Attention all hands begin disembarking procedures. I say again begin disembarking procedures."

A naked Male waled into the cabin. "The meat is to go to the clinic, then to your quarters." The girl keeling at Brads feet stood up looked at Brad. I am slave LIX32691. I welcome you to Hippolyta, your new home, as long as Milady owns you."

She walks over to her husband, unlocks the cage and slides the back ring off. She puts it around his balls, then inserts the stud into his meatus, and slides the cage all the way to the ring around his balls. She then locks it in place and holds the key up over her husbands head. He tips his head back and opens his mouth, and she drops the key in. He very obviously swallows and then she affixes the ball gag to him.

Brad watches in utter amazement at the spectacle before him. The female puts a choke chain and leash on her husband, and he gets on all fours and she leads him out of the cabin.

The new slave gets behind Brad and begins pushing the wheelchair out of the cabin through a different door. "Now don't get any ideas about running, meat. You are locked in this chair, and I don't have the key. If somehow you do get away from me the security on this island is top notch and they know how to beat down a runaway slave without doing permenant damage."

Without another word he pushes you outside. It is darker than you had ever realized it could be. Not even a single star is visible, no clouds either. It took you drug fogged mind some time to realize you were in a insanely large boathouse.

A few naked people walked passed you as you were pushed to the gangway and rolled down to the dock. You were pushed to a door and into a dark room.

You heard the door solidly thunk closed. Without warning a light switch is thrown blinding you. As your eyes adjust to the illumination, you realize you are in a typical doctors office.

A tall, almost Amazonian woman Walks in wearing a lab coat and scrubs. She takes your bp, checks your eyes, and pulse, and reflexes. She enters the results into a tablet, then pulls a syringe, and a key out of her pocket. She hands them too the other slave. "Once he is safely ensconced in LIX32691's quarters give him the shot, then you may release him from the chair."

The doc turns to Brad. "Welcome to Hippolyta. I have a preliminary speech I give to all new arrivals. It will make your life here a bit easier. There are laws, and protections in place to protect slaves from abuse, and injury. You are provided with medical care, and your escort is a slave, but is also a fully trained RN. Adequate nourishment must be provided, as is entertainment, sleeping quarters, and time off. There is also a fund for any slave that becomes incapacitated due to illness, injury, age or other reason. Maria DeWolf is a good owner and trainer. She will treat you well if you do what you're told when you're told. She is also very imaginative with her corrections. Fail her and you will find out what I mean."

She pulls a small bottle of pills from her pocket, and tosses it in you lap. The shot is a stimulant that will get rid of the stupor you're in. The pills are a time release combo of antibiotics and pain killers that won't ull your senses.

Brad looked at the pill bottle in his lap. It looked normal, except it didn't have his name, it had JVJ24601. "Change those bandages as needed, pat the injured areas dry after bathing, and come see me in a week for a follow up. Any questions?"

Brad was waiting for another blow from the woman but she turned on her heels and walked out the door. He didn't know if he was just lucky the boat was docking or not.

He listened to the male tell the girl about taking him to the clinic and then she said softly that her name was LIX32691.

The next few minutes were a blur and he was amazed when the girl put the male chastity contraption on her husband. And he was even more amazed when he swallowed the key. He knew there was only one way that key could be retrieved.

Brad was too stunned to say anything as the naked male told him about running. Right now all he wanted to do was think straight. The new sights and sounds floated in his head as he was pushed onto the dock and then into the clinic. Naked people were everywhere and if he was drugged he would have enjoyed seeing all the naked flesh. Slowly the drug was wearing off as he listened to the

The doctor, a tall woman who could be mistaken for an Amazon. He listened to her tell him about the drugs and then he would be taken to LIX32691's quarters. His ears perked up when she told him about Maria DeWolf being a good owner and trainer. He wondered how she would treat him after their little episode on the boat. What struck him the most was when she told him, She will treat you well if you do what you're told when you're told. She is also very imaginative with her corrections. Fail her and you will find out what I mean."

The woman asked him if he had any questions. He had a lot of questions but they were not medical related. "No ..... huh ..... no not right now," he was able to stammer.

The naked male was summoned and Brad found himself being wheeled to a small cottage where the naked girl on the boat was waiting for him. He saw her smile as the male gave him a shot and then released the locks holding him in the chair.

"Come meat and lie down for a few minutes," she said.

Brad was too tired to argue as the male helped him out of the wheelchair and onto a large bed. The naked girl curled up next to him and began running her hands over his body. "Mistress says you are to be tested."
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"Mistress says you are to be tested." LIX32691 said to Brad. "Just so you know what to expect, this means that for the next 24 hours you will not sleep. You will constantly fucking one of my holes, licking my cunt or ass or getting a blow job. My husband FML90210, will be filming us for Mistress to review. Through that door is the bathroom. If you need it go now. Once we start there is no stopping."

"Just so you know what to expect, this means that for the next 24 hours you will not sleep. You will constantly fucking one of my holes, licking my cunt or ass or getting a blow job. My husband FML90210, will be filming us for Mistress to review. Through that door is the bathroom. If you need it go now. Once we start there is no stopping."

Whatever was in the shot the male gave him, he started to feel better. The cobwebs were clearing a little faster and the words of this slave girls were ringing in his head. He looked at the door she pointed to and wondered if there might be an escape window he could use. "Maybe I should go to the bathroom," he said and slowly got out of bed.

Walking to the bathroom was a little hard as his legs were still a bit wobbly. When he got to the room he saw a small window on the side wall. He looked at it and his heart rate jumped with the idea that he might be able to escape. Thoughts flew through his head, where would he go? Where would he hide? How the hell would he get off this island? He heard a noise behind him and there stood the girl's husband.

"If you have any thoughts of fleeing here, you won't get far. Besides there are bars on the outside of the frosted glass that you can't see so it would be useless for you to try and get away."

Brad's hopes vanished quickly as the naked man stood in the door way. Brad was sure that if he tried to get away, the man would alert whoever and he would be caught before he got very far.

Brad looked past the man called FML90210 to see the young woman on the bed looking at him. She smiled and patted the bed signaling for him to join her. How could people allow themselves to give up their birth names and take on a number. The girl with the number LIX32691 certainly had to have a real name.

Brad looked back at the man and then at the girl. He wondered if he could last 24 hours of uninterrupted pleasure. He used the toilet and then walked past the man, who had already set up a camera. Normally he would love to take this girl and fuck her hard until she screamed but he had a feeling she already had a game plan in mind. Lying down on the bed he looked at her and asked, "What happens now?"

LIX crawled between your legs and looked up at you from a kneeling position. "Use me as you wish" she said making a hold of Brads cock and swallowing it. She went balls deep without effort and began bobbing and sucking.
Her eyes locked onto JVJ24601 as she pleased him, feeling him grow in her mouth.

Brad groaned when the girl moved between his thighs and took his cock deep into her mouth in one fell swoop. The drug was bringing him back to his senses and he felt his cock begin to swell in her mouth. Her husband moved around the bed, with a camera and Brad wondered if this was just a big porn show for the mistress.

He grasped the girl's hair, pulling her off his cock. "What is your name? I know you have a real name."

He saw the husband look at him, his eyes wide as if that question was not allowed. The girl looked up at him and replied, "I am LIX32691 and that is all you need to know. Mistress will be very upset with you if you don't perform well."

Brad looked at the camera and realized it was recording everything they did in the room. Looking back down at the girl, he pulled her head back down onto his cock. "If that is the way it's to be, then suck that big cock nice and good while your shit for a husband watches." He had to bide his time to find a way out but in the meantime, he would try to impress the woman everyone called Mistress.

LIX was a world class cock sucker. She had his cock deep in her throat, and her throat muscles milked JVJ24601 as her hands massaged his balls . Her tongue was like a serpent slithering all over his shaft, reaching places he didn't think were possible.

LIX used her lips to stroke the base of his shaft and gently caressed his thighs with her nipples.

The girl went back to work on his cock with a vengeance while her husband moved again, recording all the was happening. There was no doubt in his mind that this girl gave the best head he had ever had. She had just the right technique to take his cock into her throat without gagging too much. Most women would gag and spit but not her.

The way her tongue slithered all over his shaft sent sensations to the head of his cock. He felt her lips go to the base of his cock and then there was a sudden tremor in his cock. If he didn't know better, he was about to shoot his load. But she slowly slid her mouth off his cock until her lips were at the tip.

He groaned loudly when she started to nip at the sensitive head with her teeth. God this woman knows just how to get a man's blood boiling. If he let this woman have her way with him he would be shooting his hot seed into her mouth.

He wasn't sure he could last 24 hours at this rate. He didn't know if they would take a break or not. All he knew was this was a test for the Mistress lady to assess his sexual prowess.

LIX redoubled her efforts to get JVJ to cum. She was using every trick she had learned in her two years of training. She reached behind JVJ A andout a Inger on his asshole. She started teasing it, getting ready to fondle his prostrate

She clearly said "cum for me shoot your seed in my belly" even with her mouth and throat full of cock.

There was no doubt that this woman had amazing skills to make a man cum. She was stroking his cock with her hand and sucking his deep into her throat and Brad sensed she was on a mission to make him cum faster than he wanted.

She was rubbing her hard nipples on his thigh while her hands and mouth danced up and down his shaft trying to coax him give up his load. He had to admit she had him on pins and needles and soon his hips were joining in the action, thrusting against her mouth and hand.

He found it hard to believe that this girl could keep this up for a full 24 hours as he heard her moans of lust as he gobbled his cock. He wondered if she was going to be with him for all 24 hours or would the mistress change women, not giving him a moment's rest.

He found a rhythm with her mouth and began to fuck her harder. Sweat was forming on his body and he didn't know if it was from the sex or drugs. He felt a finger probing at his ass and then he felt the pressure of her finger invading his ass.

Brad heard her muffled words, "cum for me shoot your seed in my belly"

"Ohhhh fuck ..... ohhh god .....," he gasped as his breathing got harder and more ragged. If she kept this up, there was no way he could hold out much longer.

LIX was impressed by JVJ'S control. No meat had ever held his lad this long, when she was milking him. Her finger slide into his ass , found his prostrate and pressed on it.

Brad was in another time and place as his desire mounted within him. The woman pushed her finger deeper into his ass and he felt the pressure as it slipped deeper. His hips bucked against her mouth but she held her ground and let him slip into her throat for the last time.

Nothing mattered to him at this particular moment. He glanced up to see the naked man with the chastity belt firmly keeping his cock imprisoned and the ball gag muffled any sounds he might be making. He was aiming the camera at the girl and then panning to his face. Brad wondered for a brief moment what the mistress would think and then another wave washed over him.

All Brad cared about was satisfying the burning lust in his body and this woman was pushing all the right buttons. She knew how and when to push him that was for sure.

The combination of her throat muscles milking his cock and her finger firmly entrenched in his ass, drove him up a wall. Breathing was becoming more labored and then she pressed his prostrate and he knew it was over. His body jerked and squirmed on the bed as the girl continued to press and rub his prostrate.

And then the tension grew unbearable. His hands found her hair and his fingers intertwined in the soft strands as he held her head on his cock, not letting up as his hips bucked once more and then he felt the throbbing followed by the release of his seed deep down her throat. His body jerked over and over with each wave and then he let out a low groan when he emptied his load.

LIX swallowed every drop and kept him in her mouth, using her tongue to caress the ultra sensitive spot just behind the head on the bottom after several minutes she released his cock, and stood up.

She walked over to a fridge and opened it. She took out two cans of a fruit drink. She handed one can to JVJ, and opened then other one. It's an all natural version of Gatorade, RedBull and V-8 combined.

She chugs hers down and waits for JVJ to drink his.

Brad felt a sense of relief when he released his load down the girl's mouth. But instead of releasing his cock like all the women he had known in the past, she held his cock deep inside her mouth and then he felt her tongue caressing the underside of his cock. This girl knew how to get every last pleasure from a good cock suck.

For a moment he thought she was going to hold him in her mouth until he was hard again. The way her tongue was licking his cock sent new sensations through him. But then she let his cock slip from between her lips and stood up.

Not saying a word about how good his cock was or if he enjoyed it, she gave him a soft smile and then walked to a refrigerator. She pulled out two cans of what looked like some fruit drink. She walked back to the bed, telling him as she handed him one of the cans, "It's an all natural version of Gatorade, RedBull and V-8 combined."

Brad watched her down her drink and then she stood at the edge of the bed waiting for him to take a drink from his can. The liquid tasted like a grape Gatorade as it went down his throat. He took his time drinking, trying to figure all this out but he knew it would all take some time.

He looked at the girl staring at him. She had nice perky breasts and long hair that hung down to her shoulders. The look on her face was all business as she waited for him to finish his drink. It was going to take a little while to get his cock back into working order. He handed the can back to the girl who walked to a cabinet and then disposed of the cans.

He liked the little sway she had in her hips and her ass cheeks were nice and round and firm. The skin didn't giggle too much with each step she took. He saw her staring at him when she walked back to him.

This was test according to the mistress. He looked at the man who had not drank anything but stood nearby just recording everything that happened. Brad felt a little sorry for him and wondered how the two of them ended up under the spell of the dark haired lady.

He wasn't sure what the next test was but when she got close to him, he smiled and said to her. "That was a great blow job baby. Now let's see how you like it." He pulled her down on the bed and sat on her thighs looking down her. "Hmm I bet you like to have your tits played with don't you?"

Brad figured if he had to last until the next day he had time to recuperate from her excellent cock sucking. Reaching out he grabbed her breasts in each hand, squeezing them. He heard a soft moan come from her lips and he thought she was human after all. Grabbing each nipple he twisted them and pulled on them as if he had all day.

"We have no time for this JVJ" she said pushing his hands away and standing up. "Lay on the bed, on your back." JVJ looked at LIX in surprise and confusion. She pushed him down on the bed. When her legs straddled his head, He knew exactly what to do.

She lowered her wet pussy onto his mouth and nose and waited for him to start.

Brad thought she liked the way he was fondling her breasts. She had let out a low moan as he teased her nipples until they were hard. But then everything changed in a moment. One moment he thought he would take his time to get her excited but then her whole mood changed.

"We have no time for this JVJ" she told him as she pushed his hands away. She wiggled and squirmed out from under him and then stood up beside the bed. Her voice changed to a demanding tone when she told him. "Lay on the bed, on your back."

He looked at her and then at the camera, realizing she was probably given orders by her Mistress Maria on how this testing was to be done. He felt her hands push him forcibly until he was lying on the bed.

When she moved over him like a tigress and straddled his head, he smiled knowing that she wanted to see how he performed on her. He welcomed her as she lowered her wet pussy onto his mouth and nose, wiggling her pussy on his face, waiting for him to perform.

Brad didn't let her wait too long as he wrapped his arms around her thighs pulling her pussy tight against his mouth. His tongue slid out from his lips to taste the richness of her nectar. Her pussy was wet and ready for his lips and tongue to tease her to orgasm.

Pressing his lips against her clit, he felt her body tense up when he started to flick his tongue over the slippery jewel, teasing it. He couldn't see the camera but he knew her husband was standing nearby filming every little thing he was doing. The thought of wanting to please this slave girl fueled his desire and he sucked her clit into his mouth and then began to nip at it with his teeth.

While JVJ was trying to pease LIX, LIX reached down and took his cock in her hands, and began to tease getting it to start to grow again.

Brad was enjoying the feel of her wet pussy against his face. His lips ventured downward to her opening and then his tongue darted in and out fucking her pussy like a small cock.

He felt her body bend backwards and then he felt hand on his cock. Her hand began to softly stroke it as her hips moved faster on his face. He thought it would be awhile before his cock got hard but he was surprised when he felt his cock thickening in her hand. The drink must have had something in it that restored his energy for now he felt a little more rejuvenated.