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A ‘Routine’ Enslavement
by Falcon
This is a fantasy and any similarity of names or places to actual persons or places is purely coincidental. This story features scenes of non consensual sex. Persons who do not wish to read such scenes are advised to stop now. The author does not condone in real life the activities depicted in this fantasy.
Prologue
The year was 2136. The United States would be unrecognizable to those who had lived there in the early twenty first century. For one thing there had been a civil war over the issues of taxation, the voting franchise and slavery. Ultimately the side that prevailed in the far greater number of states was the side that wanted a major reduction of taxes, a limitation of the voting franchise to tax paying citizens and the return of slavery.
A new nation named Capitallia was formed consisting, at first, of 15 western states that declared their intention to secede from the U.S. This led at first to armed conflict, but soon other states switched their allegiance until a total of 38 of the original 50 states comprised the new nation, named for capitalism, the social and economic system that the new nation meant to promote in every way possible. The capital of the new nation was New York City, while Washington D.C. remained the capital of what was left of the old United States.
In Capitallia, the voting privilege and citizenship status were limited to those who could demonstrate certain educational achievements and pay a uniform per capita tax. Taxes had been vastly reduced by avoiding unnecessary wars and by largely eliminating the ?social safety net?. The society had also become quite class conscious. There were sharp distinctions between those who were citizens and those who were not, with each class having distinctly different rights and privileges.
Because of this class consciousness, and the absence of a ‘safety net’, the criminal laws, as well as laws pertaining to contract and debt, had evolved in ways that earlier generations might have thought harsh.
Radical change had been made inevitable by decades of rising crime rates, persistently high unemployment, sharply rising levels of credit default by unemployed debtors, and the resulting high prices caused by those debtor defaults.
The public had grown weary of the high costs of building and running prisons, and of the high costs of coddling insolvent debtors. When special interests pushed for a radical new solution, the public was ripe for it. Slavery, of a particularly high tech nature, had been reintroduced.
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Bill Steelforth had arrived at his office early for a meeting with a key client. Bill was a ‘slaver's agent’. He represented a number of diverse clients, but most particularly the interests of an elite slave owning and trading firm known as Richmond SlendaBond.
Bill was in his mid forties and at the peak of his career. Often he would visit a new city and scout out attractive young women there who might be insolvent. When he found an interesting target he tried to interest one of his clients in acquiring her. If he received a green light, he would then hire a local attorney, arrange for the client to buy up all her debts, and assemble all the required evidence the attorney would needed to take her down in court.
When such an enslavement had been successful, his client would employ only the most advanced methods for tracking and controlling the new slave. Not only would he or she be ‘micro chipped’ but would also have a digital bio implant which allowed his or her owner to remotely monitor vital bodily functions, remotely administer punishment for disobedience or remotely administer sexual pleasure to reward highly skilled service.
This morning, after the client meeting, he had discovered a pretty twenty something girl waiting for him in his outer office. She was scantily clad, handcuffed and apparently in the custody of a uniformed guard. The guard indicated that the girl’s sexual services were to be a gift to him for the day from one of his clients.
He instructed the guard as to his desires. The girl was to be stripped of all clothing except for her high heels and collar, then sent to his inner office leashed and with hands cuffed behind her back. The guard was to bring in her clothing bundle also, then wait outside to collect her later.
First he would keep the girl standing at the side of his desk. She was easy on his eyes, particularly as the high heeled shoes brought out the muscle tone of her slender legs, the handcuffs prevented any attempt at modesty and the steel collar around her pretty neck proclaimed her status as a sexual slave. Her wiry black pubic hair had been trimmed in such a way as not to obscure her feminine parts.
He surveyed the spectacular New York City skyline from his 27th floor corner office. While she stood there awaiting his pleasure he decided to make a few calls. Then she found herself pulled her by her leash around to his side of the desk. He commanded her to assume a kneeling position, facing him, under his desk. He settled into a comfortable position in his executive chair and unzipped himself. If the girl’s training had been complete, she would need no further instruction.
He eyed the file on his desk. This case was one in which his services had been retained for the acquisition of a particular person. The case concerned a debtor designated for what could only be called a ‘routine’ enslavement. She should have been just like a hundred other insolvent female debtors whose freedom he had taken in the interests of his clients. He just wasn't sure she was the type of person his company ought to be acquiring. He told himself that he wasn’t getting soft, just being careful.
As he contemplated his reservations about the case at hand, he was receiving much pleasure from the girl crouched between his legs. She would have chosen to be almost anywhere else if the choice had been hers to make. But his client had come to own her as a result of his own efforts a year earlier. He experienced a thrill as he realized that her present sexual services were a kind of reward to him from the client for a job well done.
He had not felt compassion for her. She had deliberately defrauded many businesses and her present sexual slavery was a punishment well deserved. He felt that he could, therefore, enjoy guilt free the pleasures she was forced to provide.
While seated in his executive chair he had been able to look down upon her blonde head, her well tanned shoulders, and her tear stained face. He enjoyed the pleasurable sensation of her warm wet tongue slowly caressing the sensitive
under side of his penis and glans. This pleasure had alternated with the rapid and feather light butterfly movements of her tongue on his testicles.
She had aroused him from complete flaccidity to a partial erection very quickly, hoping to end her task in record time. But he, wishing to prolong both his own pleasure and her humiliation, had made her desist whenever it seemed he might be approaching a point of no return.
Bill knew that such a profession as his, with its attendant pleasures, would not have been possible a century earlier. But the straight-laced majority of citizens had become more tolerant of the desires of a minority to discreetly pursue such
vices as pornography, nudity, prostitution, drugs and gambling. This had helped set the stage for what was to come.
However, the main event that had ushered in the New Order, along with those changed attitudes, had been the creation of the new nation of Capitallia
Two months ago the assign gram his secretary had pulled up on the optiFiber machine indicated that his client, SlendaBond, wished to acquire ownership of one Stephanie Glenn, in satisfaction of her debts to that firm. There was a megafile elinked with some photos of Stephanie and her vital statistics. He had noticed that she was a looker!
Her file detailed her professional accomplishments as an accountant, the papers she had written for professional societies and the community charitable activities she was involved with. He had begun to question if this was the sort of young woman the firm ought to be enslaving.
He had called up the client to ask if the firm couldn't just let this particular quarry slip through the net. The answer that he got was an emphatic no! He was told that they, in turn, had a client who was prepared to pay the firm a pretty penny for the privilege of penetrating her as and when desired for the rest of her life.
The client’s client would be willing to sign a twenty year lease to possess her body, following her slave training. The company couldn’t afford to just forego such a deal!
As he had read further in her file he began to notice tell tale signs that someone might have run up bills in her name without her knowledge. It wasn't his job to rectify such things, he told himself. Those were the kind of things that her defense attorney should question. Nevertheless something about this case had made him uncomfortable.
That was two months ago. Since then the case had moved forward to the point that earlier this day he had been able to do a ?Creditor’s Examination? on the finances and on the person of this Stephanie Glenn. He had, of course, touched and intimately examined many women destined for slavery in the course of his career. At first it had been exciting. Then it got to be old.
But with the young woman today, some of the old excitement had returned. He stood before her this morning, peering into her mouth to check her teeth with one hand, while cupping her vulva with the other hand. As he did this he experienced her trembling and a sense of her intense vulnerability. As a result he actually had some tender feeling for her! He had locked eyes with her for one brief moment. Then he
reproached himself for a moment of weakness and went back to the business of examining her much as he might inspect livestock.
His thoughts had moved forward in time to the girl under his desk still trying to bring him to climax. His penis hardened as he thought about the delicious experience he had with Stephanie at her exam this morning. This thought, together with the additional help of the young tongue beneath the desk licking his testicles, brought him to an explosive climax. Spurt after spurt of his seed entered the mouth of the pretty twenty something, and he made sure some of the spurts decorated her face as well!
He insisted the girl continue to stimulate his completely flaccid penis with her lips and tongue for the better part of an additional half an hour. He hoped to come a second time. But as thoughts about the exam this morning began to focus more and more on the possible injustice of enslaving Stephanie, he realized his penis was down for the count. He no longer had the desire for another orgasm at this time.
He pulled on the leash of the young woman beneath his desk, indicating that she was to rise from her lowly position. He noted the ropes of his semen splattered all across her face and running out of the corner of her mouth. She had not been able to tidy herself up since she was handcuffed.
He took a tissue and cleaned her face himself, taking particular care to wipe away her tears and to wipe his semen from her eyelids. Then he used his key to unlock her handcuffs and gave her permission to put her clothes on. He led her on her leash to the guard waiting to collect her just outside his office. He wished to be alone with his thoughts.
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