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Let me tell you a little bit about me. When my great adventure began, I was young, age 25, and not very experienced. Oh, I’d had sex any number of times, in a number of different ways, but I never felt the wild excitement in actually doing those things that I imagined I would. I had a million different, very kinky fantasies, things that I really wanted to do but was afraid to try, even if I had the opportunity to try… which I really didn’t. Mostly, my fantasies involved me as a sort of slave girl, captured by some strong individual.

Some days I imagined my master to be a male and sometimes a female, with special events for each one. What I thought I really wanted was a strong master or mistress, one who also had wild sexual fantasies, and who would take charge of me and would then act out those fantasies, obviously with me playing out the part of slave girl, used by a master (or maybe better yet, mistress) in strange and delicious ways, hopefully with an audience watching… and most deliciously of all… whether I liked it or not! I wanted strange and sexy things to happen and not have any say as to the agenda, to be used, perhaps even to be a little bit abused.

My figure is good, that is, I think it’s good, and maybe you would agree – that is, you would if you like full bodied girls with large, shapely tits. I’m tall, about 5’7″, with a nice, full shapely bust, good legs, and a delicious round bottom. I love being nude, and enjoy other people seeing me nude. I have even posed nude for guys, just for fun, very naughty, very sexy pictures, like me masturbating for him, with a large rubber dildo… you may have even seen my pictures on the Internet. I did find that very exciting (though I would just die if those pictures ever showed my face).

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Part IV

Guards began to arrive calling one or more slave numbers and leading them away. Lastly the cell block super ordered the remaining group of thirty or so, not in red shorts to line up in the hallway. She rose still seeing only shadows and picked up the iron ball; moving almost blindly in a trance like manner following other slaves into the hallway. A guard led her to a spot where her neck chain was joined to a slave in front of her and a chain from behind was connected to her collar. Still blurry eyed she copied the stance of the females in front standing at attention. The guard then prodded her to maintain a certain distance from the slave in front. When satisfied with everyone’s posture she addressed them.

“Concentrate on satisfying this evening’s client as we walk, do not loose focus.” They walked slowly through several hallway tunnels until they neared a door. “The door will open in one minute; remember you are sex slaves recently rounded up in a slave raid, transported in a filthy smelly slave ship. When the door opens you will cross the deck and walk down a ramp, which from inside the hall will look like a boarding ramp from an eighteenth century sailing ship A week ago you were free citizens in other nations, today each of you will be displayed stark naked and sold as property to an owner who can beat, abuse, fuck or even kill you at will; in other words: satisfy your future owner completely or you can be beaten senseless or die.

You will walk down the boarding ramp looking dejected and scared, walking deliberately in a disorderly jerky manner; giving the guards cause to prod you along with whips or riding crops. The whips will be snapped for effect without touching your flesh. Remember your posture upon entering is an act…to give the clients the impression that you are recently captured slaves. This is acting but the real reason you are here is not … you are slaves…here for a night of sex; it can be obedient sex or defiant submission in which case you’ll be beaten and raped. You will of course need to gauge yourself to sense if the client is turned on by a disobedient slave. So you will be either a totally obedient sex slave, petrified but utterly subservient to your client…or a proud female resisting your owner’s advances, hopefully from the syndicate’s point of view resulting in multiple painfully colored stripes on your flesh.”

To be continued…

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