Slave master

[sir_lancealot]

Hi All,

Just something I have been thinking about for a while. I know sometimes people dont have the time to carry on a long role play. So what about short stories....

Each post should be a chapter long. Maybe you are buying a slave and want to tell us what your going to do... Maybe your the slave looking to keep your new master happy.

Hope you get the Idea.....

My first trip back home after a long time at sea... I have with me women and men of all ages, size, colour. Some are very passive and me crew have enjoyed there pleasures on the long journey home. Some are very feisty and love to fight. We had fun with them also. The men I have are all strong and have helpped get my vessel home to port safely.

From tomorrow in the local square each and every person here can take home a new toy, fuck buddy, cleaner what ever you want. I parrade the long cast of people through thr streets, all chained up so no one can escape. I watch as the street fill with people looking at my new batch of new flesh.

Putting every one of them in the large holding pen I make them strip naked. I find a water hose and start to spray each of them. My men climb in to the pen with the soap and each and every person is scrubbed clean for tomorrows sale. Some of the men enjoy the ladies for the very last time before they are passed to a new master.

Clothes are provided for each in turn, All the men and women looking as good as they can after there travels. The first batch enter the square.......

 

[dreamr66]

Helena

I tried to cover my body, protecting myself from the brutes with the harsh soap and hard bristled brushes. How could I end up here? What was my fate really to be? Surely the captain couldn't be right when he said that I would be sold as a slave. I'm a lady, betrothed to an Earl. Soon Devon would find her. I'm sure of it. In the meantime though, I must survive this ordeal. So far I'm still in possession of my virtue. The captain told his men to make sure they left me alone so they could catch a high price for me. Oh, the humility of being dragged to his cabin and the result from laughing in his face. I feel my cheek where his hand had slapped me, no longer sore, but the memory lingered. I laughed at him and refused to believe that I would be a slave. He pushed me down on his bed, and pulled up my skirts. For the first time I truly felt terror, I was no longer laughing, but caught in a terror of being raped. He laughed at me this time. He knew I was a lady he said, but I was no better than any of the other slaves down below. He was just going to check to see how much of a lady I really was. He put his finger in his mouth to wet it, I tried to scramble away from him, but there was nowhere to go. He pushed his finger at my private opening. I cried out at the intrusion. Never before had such libertied been taken. He only laughed again enjoying the terror he was inflicting. He pushed his finger deeper slowly, he stopped suddenly. Satisfied that my barrier was indeed there, he removed his finger and put it to his nose and lips.
"Ah," he sneered, "The fresh taste of virgin pussy. You'll fetch me a handsome sum. Best be prepared though incase any of my buyers want to test you themselves."

I was brought back to the cell below. There was no talk allowed between the prisoners. We stayed there for the long journey until today when we were all shackled together and brought on shore. I was the last in line for the women. The prize to be coveted I'm sure of that. The clothes I wore no longer represented my previous station, they reflected my new fate. It was a brown dress too large for my slight frame. The buttons were left undone, so that any man or woman could feel inside for my breasts.
I watch in terror as the men and women are put up on a platform - sold to the highest bidder.
Now, I realize that it's my turn....
I stuggle against the chains trying to flee, but the man that's holding me is far stronger than I... Finally, I'm hauled up onto the platform, my struggling only reveals my figure as my dress has fallen off my shoulder to reveal my heaving breast...