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Tracey got up and rang the bell as the bus approached her stop. Clutching her handbag tightly she stepped off the bus and looked towards the big gleaming glass building to the right.
At just over a month since her eighteenth birthday she had decided it was time to learn to drive and as part of that under the new rules for females she had to report to the licensing centre and have a medical completed.
She started walking towards the building with some slight trepidation, she was naturally a slightly nervous girl and the though of officialdom in any capacity was slightly scary to her. There was another reason for her worry though, the building she was headed to did not only licence girls for driving it also was the place girls were licensed as slaves! One thing didn't mean the other of course, Tracey was quite able to walk into the building and get her medical and be on the way to obtaining her driving licence, all as a free girl. On the other hand knowing that girls were also being processed and registered as slaves in the same building was scary and also slightly exciting at the same time.
Slavery had only been legalised a few months earlier and society in general was still getting used to it. Of course illegal slavery had been around for years in various forms, most recently as people trafficking from the poor parts of the world to the richer western countries. Most of the people being trafficked were young girls being sold into the sex trade and for a few years earlier there had been various discussions going on in government on the best way to deal with the problem. Most people had assumed that that would involve some sort of crack down on the actual people trafficking the girls, increased prison sentences etc but in fact the government went the other way, they legalised slavery!
Their argument was that it was so wide spread now that instead of keeping it underground and an illegal activity they should legalise it and get the relevant taxes etc from it. That way everybody won, the girls were treated better, especially at the early stages, no more long boat journeys chained in the hold for example, and the state earned money from it.
There were a few things though that didn't quite sit well with some of the feminists in society. For a start it was only girls that could become legal slaves and only men that could own them. The law had been bought in to protect the girls being shipped in from abroad but it also included British citizens so any British girl could also become a slave and quite a few had become so.
There were a few ways you could become a slave, firstly you had to be a female between the ages of eighteen to twenty five. You had to be legally registered as a slave with the government slave agency, known as Slave-x, that meant being licensed and bar-coded. Once you were properly licensed you were legally a slave and could be bought or sold as property. You were first put up for sale by the government in organised slave auctions and the government taxed your first sale but once you had been bought for the first time you could then be sold on by your new owner and traded much the same as a used car for example.
Girls could volunteer to be become slaves or the more likely way was that they were sold into slavery. In effect the government bought them by having them licensed and registered and then the seller got a cut of the money that the girl was sold for. Again though once the girl was bought the government's interest ceased and the girl could be bought and sold any amount of times.
Once a slave the girl had very little rights if any at all. Whoever bought her literally owned her and she was officially classed as an animal and had the same rights as an animal. Her owner could decide to keep her on a leash naked all day if he wished and it wasn't uncommon nowadays to see precisely that, a naked girl being led down the street by her owner. Technically he couldn't kill her, after all even animals had some rights, but he could do practically whatever else he wanted and that included of course all sorts of sexual acts which was the main reason a man bought a girl slave in the first place!
All in all being a slave girl in the 21st century was probably very much what it was like in the 18th century and earlier, you were your owners toy, to do with as he pleased with no recourse and when he tired of you or you displeased him he could sell you to someone else and replace you with a newer model at whim.
All of this made Tracey shudder inwardly as she walked through the door of the large building and immediately saw the sign on the wall saying,
NEW SLAVE REGISTRATIONS THIS WAY
A second smaller sign pointed her in the same direction for new driving licence registrations and so rather timidly she followed the signs down the brightly lit corridors hoping that she didn't end up in the wrong room!
To her relief though she saw the sign over a door for new drivers before she could see one for new slaves and she entered the door into a smallish room with some chairs and a table set around the outside. There were two other girls already seated, approximately Tracey's age and after a quick look at Tracey they started to chat and giggle to each other furiously, obviously friends She sat down and glanced around the room. The only furniture was the table and chairs and on the table were a few scattered magazines, on the walls were a few faded posters apart from one new one which was headed,
BUY YOUR NEW SLAVE GIRL HERE
NEXT AUCTION 1ST DECEMEBER
LARGE SELECTION
CHEAP PRICES!
The poster showed an old fashioned auction block with around a dozen girls standing on it, most looking nervous and all completely naked! To the side of the stage was a large man with an old fashioned auctioneers gavel raised and in front of the stage laughing and cheering were a large crowd of men all looking at the exposed girls with lust in their eyes. Tracey looked at the poster in silent thought, she was surprised that it was so prominently displayed in a waiting room where in theory it was only going to be girls waiting, the scene it depicted filled her with shame that men could treat women in such a debased way, but and although she hated to admit it, it did also send a tingle between her legs that she could not ignore.
After sitting there in an awkward silence for ten minutes while the other two girls chatted together like complete airheads completely ignoring her the door suddenly opened and a middle aged woman entered and smiled.
?Hello ladies, my name is Mary,here for your driving medical are you??
All three girls nodded and the woman smiled again,
?Good, we are a bit short staffed this morning I'm afraid so we're going to get you looked at with the new slave girls just down the corridor, shouldn't take long though, just slip your clothes and any jewellery off and leave them on your chairs and we can get you done in no time at all.? she said cheerfully.
Tracey had to admit that this sounded a bit dodgy, being looked at with the slave girls could be risky but the other two girls had already stood up and were starting to remove their clothes and so feeling more than a bit embarrassed and unsure Tracey did the same. Within a minute all three girls were completely naked and like the other two Tracey had neatly folded her clothes and put them on the chair behind her along with her watch and earrings and handbag. It felt more than a bit strange standing there completely naked in front of the others but at least they were all girls, although that fact was soon broken when the door opened again and an oldish man in a blue overall and carrying a bucket and mop entered. Looking at the three naked girls he smiled and said to Mary,
?Okay if I give this room a clean??
?Yes of course Frank, we are just off anyway aren't we girls.?
As Tracey rather gratefully followed the other two girls out of the room she heard the cleaner say to Mary,
?How about their clothes and stuff??
?Oh just do what you normally do with it all.? Tracey heard Mary laugh dismissively.
And then the door shut behind them and all three naked girls meekly followed the woman down the corridor.
Tracey was quite glad Mary was striding purposefully down the brightly lit corridor because she felt extremely embarrassed being naked so openly. She noticed that the other two girls were walking along with their arms by their sides not trying to cover themselves at all whereas Tracey couldn't stop herself from walking with one arm across her breasts and the other between her legs in an attempt to cover her nakedness. In reality though they didn't actually pass anyone else on their way and after a two minute walk Mary pushed open a door and they entered a new room, a room Tracey wouldn't feel so self conscious at being naked in as it was full of naked girls!
There must have been at least another twenty five girls in there and with Tracey and her companions it was approaching thirty. There was hardly enough room to swing a cat and Tracey followed closely as Mary approached a desk with a woman sitting behind it.
?Hi Sally, these three are needing a medical once over for their driving licence, can you put them in with the others??
?Okay,? the woman sighed, ?Can't promise anything though, you know what keeps happening when you leave girls with me.?
?Well looks like you've got a lot in here today anyway so three more won't be a problem I'm sure.?
Mary laughed and she turned to Tracey and the other two girls and said,
?I'm going to leave you here now girls, just do as your told and you will be fine.?
and with that she turned and left the room, leaving Tracey wondering how safe she was!
Sally had got up from behind her desk and approached the three naked girls holding a red marker pen in her hand,
?Okay girls, let me just mark you up or otherwise we won't be able to tell you apart from the other girls will we.?
As Tracey watched Sally span the first girl around and drew a big red cross on her left butt cheek and giggling she said,
?I should think even those stupid guys down at processing should notice that this time.?
Motioning for the second girl to turn around she did the same to her bottom and then smiling at Tracey she said,
?Turn around then sweetheart, lets give your little backside a mark?
As Tracey turned she suddenly heard some call out,
?Sally, we need you over here.?
?Won't be a sec.? Sally called back.
?Now!? the voice shouted and with a sigh Sally straightened up and giving Tracey's bottom a pat she said,? Hang on there a second Princess I'll be back in a sec.? and she was suddenly gone.
The two girls already marked quickly drifted away from Tracey leaving her feeling very isolated and defenceless and without the safety of a red bottom!
She could see Sally standing at her desk talking animatedly with another woman and all of a sudden the door opened and another half dozen naked girls came in pushing Tracey further back into the mass of naked girls. She saw Sally look up a minute later and look at the spot where Tracey had been standing and then look away when she saw she was no longer there and to Tracey's dismay she saw Sally putting the red marker pen back into the desk drawer with a little shrug.
For a few seconds Tracey panicked and started trying to push her way forward towards the desk but there were now just too many girls between her and Sally and she made no head way at all until a sudden waft of colder air swamped the room as large double doors at the back of the room opened up and Tracey heard a man's voice shouting at them to come that way.
The sudden tide of almost forty naked girls carried Tracey along into a new corridor and she saw as she looked behind her with a sinking heart the doors to the original room close and shut and she knew she was now going to have to try and explain her position without the safety of red ink.
The corridor suddenly opened up and Tracey found herself in what looked like a large open shower room and as sprays of water suddenly appeared from the ceiling she knew that's exactly what it was.
?Okay girls get yourselves under the water and get washed, we want you all clean for the doctors in the next room, the man shouted at the head of the room, ?and don't dawdle either!?
Tracey had no intention of dawdling as soon as she stepped under the nearest spray of water and realised it was ice cold! The other girls had realised this as well as evidenced by the loud chorus of squeals and shrieks which the man watching seemed to find amusing!
Again Tracey was embarrassed to be naked in front of him, the only consolation being that she was just one of forty naked girls he could see, and then of course it hit her, this was his job, herding girls through this process, naked and cold and scared, nothing but livestock on it's way to market for him, how many naked girls had he seen before Tracey!
After what seemed a lifetime under the freezing water the shower heads suddenly spluttered a few times and then dried up all together and the girls were led into another room. This one was smaller than the shower room and once again the girls were bunched up together. They had not been offered towels and stood shivering still wet as they saw the three eximantion tables at the front of the room with three men in white coats standing beside them.
It soon became obvious that this was the medical examination part of the process and from what Tracey could see it was very brief! Each girl was pulled forward to a table where it was quickly indicated that she should climb on, her ankles placed in stirrups and her legs opened wide. The ?Doctor? then spend a cursory minute running a stethoscope over each chest and his fingers between each pair of legs before with a nod she was cleared to get off the table and stand with the other girls who had been checked.
Tracey was in the tenth line of thee girls and she shuddered as she felt her legs forced wide by the stirrups and shuddered again when she felt the doctors fingers spread her lips before pushing their way inside her. In reality though they were in and out in seconds and again she realised that she was just another pussy to him, another pussy to be checked as fast as possible before the next one.
Once clear of the table and standing huddled with the other already examined girls Tracey knew she was going to have to say something very soon about why she was really there. She had no idea how much processing there was to go through before officially becoming a slave but she didn't want to go through too many more stages!
She suddenly saw with interest the two other girls there with her for the driving licence medical get up on the tables to be examined. They had been behind Tracey and still seemed to be sticking together like long lost friends and Tracey saw them excitedly start talking to the Doctor once they had been released from the tables.
Knowing it was now or never Tracey stepped forward and moved towards the little group to announce herself as the third girl there just for the driving medical. The Doctor and the two girls looked at Tracey in slight surprise as Tracey started to explain and then the man who had led them there suddenly grabbed Tracey's arm and span her around.
?There's no mark on your arse darling, get back with the others.? he shouted loud enough to make Tracey jump with fear.
?No please, the lady didn't have time to mark me, these two will tell you I'm with them though.? Tracey whimpered looking at the two bimbos in front of her who quickly looked at each other and then giggling like schoolgirls said,
?We've never seen her before Mister.?
Tracey looked at them in shock as they looked at her as if betraying her was the funniest thing they had ever seen and the man grabbed her arm again and forceabley pushed her back into the naked mass of slave girls.
?Nooo! I'm not a slave girl? Tracey wailed and through her tears of fear and anguish she hardly saw the man approaching her before he touched the end of a small baton to her side and she screamed as the pain from the electric shock coursed through her body.
?Shut up blondie, last thing we want is you spooking the other slaves, stop your whining or I'll increase the current next time.?
Tracey could see from his snarling face that he was not joking and so trying to keep her sobs to a minimum she stepped back into line and she could only watch in dismay as the two giggling bimbos waved at her as they were led through a side door by one of the doctors, presumably to carry on with their normal lives while who knew what life awaited Tracey!
The girls were suddenly prodded forward into yet another room where another queue was formed two abreast and Tracey found herself second from the back unable to see what was happening to the girls at the front, from the shrieks and squeals of pain though Tracey wasn't in a hurry to find out!
The man with the electric baton was walking up and down the queue of naked girls making sure nobody stepped out of line and Tracey was not going to give him a reason to zap her again and so she shuffled slowly forward as the line was processed.
Finally she was close enough to see what was going on and she shuddered as she knew this definitely was the point of no return. As she watched a girl was bent over a metal frame almost double, her bottom and pussy displayed to the girls facing her. A man in a white coat was standing beside her with what looked like some sort of electric gun in his hand and he pressed this hard against the girls right hip and the girl suddenly bucked against the frame and shrieked as her slave bar code was lasered into her skin.
Tracey knew about slave bar codes, every slave girl had one on her hip and once bar coded there was no escape from your new place in society as a slave. The code could be read by any normal bar code reader and it provided all the information you needed to know about the slave, her date of birth, her eye colour and most importantly details of her owner. Once bar coded the girl could be bought and sold at will, and as easily as buying and selling any other commodity. You simply scanned her, got her details up on the copter and entered the details of her new owner, much the same as you would buy and sell a car really, the registered owner being clearly shown.
Suddenly Tracey found herself at the head of the queue watching as the girl in front was bent over the metal frame and the bar code lasered into her hip for ever, the girl giving a small yelp as her life as a free girl was taken away from her and then the man nodded to Tracey and she stepped forward. What else could she do she thought to herself, the man with the electric baton was still looking over them and she knew he wouldn't take too kindly to another interruption of the smooth running of the processing so almost in a daze Tracey found herself bent over the frame, her rump high in the air waiting for the pain of the laser gun.
When it came it wasn't as bad as Tracey had imagined, it was more the significance of what had happened rather than the pain of the event. As she straightened up and joined the other girls she couldn't help but look down at her right hip and see the newly imprinted bar code on her skin. She knew now that she was in big trouble, the only way she could now come out of this with any dignity or hope or being sold literally to anyone was if someone she knew bought her, her father would be the ideal person but she had no way of getting a message to him, as far as he knew she was still being assessed for her driving licence!
The group started shuffling forward again and as if reading her mind the man with the baton shouted out,
?Final room ladies, you can have a rest after this.?
This new room looked much nicer, this one was carpeted for a start and there were about six desks around the room, each with a computer on them and a man sitting behind each desk. These men were not in white coats and as fas as Tracey could see they were just collecting data and entering it into the computer, being naked in the room in front of these men suddenly made Tracey embarrassed, their very ordinariness made the situation seem even more surreal.
She was motioned to stand behind another girl at the second desk in and as the man started asking the first girl her details such as name and date of birth Tracey suddenly realised with a start that she knew him!
He had been round her house several times over the last few years, somebody Chambers she was sure his name was, he had worked for her dad for a while and then he had left, or had her dad fired him, she couldn't remember.
She was suddenly filled with hope that she could still get out of this, until they had entered her details onto the database she was still legally a free girl, perhaps this man would help her, even if she was totally embarrassed standing naked before him!
The first girl moved off and Tracey took her place, there were no chairs for the girls and she had to stand facing him, everything on show as he barely looked up and asked her her name. It was only when she told him it was Tracey Smith he looked at her properly and a smile crossed his lips, not exactly a pleasant smile as he looked the naked girl up and down.
?Oh hello Tracey Smith, how is your father??
Tracey smiled and started to reply, hoping from his apparently friendly question that he may indeed be able to help her but before she could get two words out he raised his hand,
?Actually don't answer that, I really don't care how he is since he fired me, it's nice to see his lovely daughter here though in all her glory, don't tell me the old fart finally had enough of you and decided to enrol you as a slave??
?Well no, there's been an awful mistake.? Tracey said nervously.
The man raised his eyebrow inquisitively and Tracey carried on,
?I was only here to get a medical for my driving licence and I've ended up here with the slave girls by mistake, is there anything you can do to help me please?? she looked at him with her best doe eyes.
Again the man unnervingly looked her naked body up and down for a few seconds before laughing and saying,
?Sure Tracey I'm sure I can help you out, you'd be surprised how often girls get caught up like this actually, but firstly lets get all your details entered.?
He then proceed to ask her all the questions he'd asked the previous girl and as Tracey watched he entered them into the computer, smiling at her all the time as he did so. She was so happy that he'd agreed to help her she barely noticed and was happily answering his questions until he stopped and still smiling said,
?Okay Tracey that's enough to get you processed and registered as a slave.?
Tracey looked at him in shock,
?But you said you can help me?? she stammered.
?Well I'd like to Tracey, I really would, but I see you've already been bar coded and that's impossible to take away from you now? he half sneered.
?But please,? Tracey squealed, ?There must be something.?
Mr Chambers looked at the naked girl standing before him pleading to him and again a wicked smile crossed his lips,
?Well technically even though you have been bar coded it hasn't been activated yet, I guess if I don't activate it you will still be a free girl.?
?Oh please please, don't activate it and let me go.? Tracey pleaded.
He smiled, relishing his power over the girl before turning to the man sitting at the first desk a few feet away and shouting out to him,
?Hey Jim, what happens again if I push the enter button after I've entered all of this girls details??
Jim looked over from his own desk and laughed and said in a way that made Tracey sure they had used this routine before,
?I'm not sure John, I think she becomes a slave girl for life.?
?Oh yes, that's it, Thanks Jim.? John laughed and as Tracey watched horror struck he calmly pushed the enter button on his keyboard and Tracey's life changed forever.
With a nonchalant ?next? Tracey was led off to join the other fully processed girls and as she turned her back on the table she heard him laugh after her,
?Bye Tracey, give my regards to your father, if you ever see him again of course.?
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