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April walked down the aisle gazing at all the merchandise around her. Since she was a
child, April had always been fascinated with the selection of slaves at the Department
Store. Jacey's was a high end department store and the quality of the slaves was high.
Jacey's offered a wide selection of quality slaves from domestics and nannies to gardeners
and chefs. Slaves varied in price due to a number of factors such as age, health,
experience and training. These were luxury items that only the upper crust of society could
afford and April fantasized about what it would be like to own one.
As April walked down the aisle she found herself in the domestic section. The majority of
the domestics were women although around 10% were men. Each slave was dressed the
same. The women had on over sized white cotton short sleeve shirts that went down to
their knees. They were barefoot with their left leg hooked to the floor by a a metal chain.
This gave them enough movement to walk about two to three feet in any direction. The
outfits were plain and the slaves appearance was also plain. There was really no reason to
highlight the slaves appearance as each of these women were bound to a life of domestic
servitude. April seemed to be lost in her fantasy when she heard a familiar voice.
"April, is that you?"
April turned in the direction of the sound and saw her friend Jessica. Jessica and April
were classmates at United University. She was wearing a smart two piece gray skirt suit
with a light black pinstripe, nude pantyhose and cute 2 inch black pumps. The suit
complimented Jessica's 5'8" frame and athletic build. She wore her blond hair in a cute
French braid. "Hey Jessica, what's up? Why are you so dressed up?"
"Believe it or not, I got a job here."
April was surprised, "Really? How do you get a job at this store? You do not have any
experience selling slaves."
"Well I can't take too much credit," Jessica smiled. "My father has a friend at the
company and mentioned I was majoring in merchandising. He hooked me up with this
position."
"Wow that is really cool. How has it been going? I mean I have always been fascinated
with this section of the store. Since I was little girl I used to imagine what it would be like
to buy my own housemaid," April seemed to drift off in her fantasy again.
"The job is great. Its pretty easy. I get to work about an hour before we open and
familiarize myself with the merchandise. Then I come onto the floor and talk to potential
buyers. I make $8/hour plus a 10% commission. Given that the average slave sells for
around $5,000, there is a huge opportunity to make some great money."
"10% commission," April's eyes perked up. "That is some serious cash. Have you sold
any slaves yet?"
"No not yet. I have been here about a week. The other sales people mentioned that in a
good week you can sell one or two, but it is not that common. I mean a lot of the
merchandise is more expensive than a car. Those kinds of decisions take time to make."
"Yea, I would imagine so." April wandered around a couple of the slaves. "Do they talk
much? I mean it seems like they should be nervous or something. I know I would be."
"No not really. This is a high end store and most of the merchandise have years of
training. This includes a lot of mental training as well, and they pretty accept that this is
their lot in life. Still I am not sure how they remain so calm. I think it would be a bit scary
to be on display, but they are treated well. For every four hours they are standing we let
them rest for an hour. They receive three meals a day and the holding pen is quite nice."
This was all very fascinating to April and she again drifted off into her fantasy while
Jessica spoke, not really hearing the words coming out of her mouth. This was so very
different from anything she experienced in a typical day. Sure slavery was legal, but the
average citizen rarely experienced it first hand. Only the wealthy and upper middle class
could afford personal slaves. Clearly there were slaves all around her, but they tended to
do the low level service labor. It was almost if they were non existent. April rarely even
noticed them at the University.
"April, April, you still with me?"
April was startled from her dream by Jessica calling her name, "Uhm yes I am with you,
Jessica. Sorry I was just thinking about slavery. I mean there are slaves all around us and
I hardly even notice them. I wonder what it must be like to be one of them?"
Jessica paused for a moment. "Well I am not sure, seems kind of boring to me. They
just stand around all day, not terribly exciting."
"You are looking at it from your perspective, not theirs. Clearly it looks really boring, but
they must be terrified. I do not care how much you are trained to do this job, it must be
frightening for them knowing that they are only property and their sole purpose in life is to
please someone else."
"Maybe your right," Jessica said. Then suddenly she got a smile on her face. "Hey I
have an idea."
"What?" April looked Jessica a little suspiciously.
"Listen April, why don't we try a little experiment."
"What kind of experiment?"
"April this is going to sound crazy, but hear me out. We could dress you up as one of the
slaves and put you on display."
April interrupted, "Are you crazy?"
"Listen, it would be easy. I could get you prepared in the back and put you on display.
There are like five hours left before the store closes. We could put you on display until the
end of the day." Jessica was getting more and more excited by the idea.
Skeptical, April said, "Look it sounds exciting, but I do not want to be sold."
"You won't be sold April. We do not have specs on you and I will mention to any buyer
that you are on layaway and not able to be purchased, but you would still experience what
it felt like to be a slave. There is no risk. I mean in reality we only sell like a couple slaves
per day in the entire store. We could even pair this up for our sociology class. You know
we need to do an experiment. This would be a guaranteed A."
April's interest seemed to peak up a bit, "Your sure there is no risk. We are not going to
get into trouble."
"I promise there is no risk and we will not get into trouble. Everyone would just think
you are a slave. At the end of the day, we end the charade, you go home and we get an A
on our sociology paper."
"Ok, lets do this."
"Great come with me." April followed Jessica through a door that was set off to the side.
Once through the door, she noticed that the room was rather plain not like the display
area. The floor was tiled and there were a few couches and a vending machine off to the
side. As April got her barrings Jessica spoke, "This is our break room. We should not be
disturbed but we need to move quickly. I am not supposed to be on break for another two
hours. Wait here, I will be right back."
Jessica was only gone for a minute but it seemed like an eternity for April. She kept
going over things in her mind. Was she really going to do this? This was crazy? Slavery
was not a game. She felt the appeal but at the same time she also felt a bit guilty playing
around given that everyone on the floor outside was a slave. As her mind wandered,
Jessica walked back into the room. "Okay April, strip."
"What?" April asked startled by the request.
"Sorry April, we do not have much time and you need to get changed. Here put this
on." Jessica handed April one the over sized shirts that the slaves were wearing outside.
April hesitated for a moment but then began to slip out of her clothes. First she removed
her black skirt sliding it down her legs. This revealed her dark blue tights and the bottom of
her blue cotton blouse. Next came the blouse and April was standing in front of Jessica in
just her floral bra and panty set, blue tights and cute black maryjanes. Jessica did not look
away but instead stared intently, which made April blush a bit but she continued removing
her clothes next by slipping out of her shoes and then sliding her tights down her legs.
Once the tights were off, April reached for the shirt.
"Stop," Jessica said.
"What?" April looked confused.
"Here put these on." Jessica handed April a very plain white bra and panty set. "Slaves
would never be given such nice underwear. I am sorry but to pull this off you have to look
like a slave." April appeared rattled. She was fairly shy and not sure she wanted to strip
naked in front of Jessica. "Hey April, it is just us girls." This put April at ease and she
removed her bra and panties. Jessica smirked a bit as she realized that April was indeed a
real red head, her trimmed bush contrasting against her fair skin. April blushed again and
quickly put on the simple white bra and panty set. Once covered again, she relaxed for a
second before sliding on the white shift.
Jessica was equally shocked by the transformation. Other than a tad bit of makeup, April
looked just like any other slave on the merchandise floor. Jessica walked over to April and
handed her a face cleansing wipe. "Here you need to take off your makeup." April took the
wipe and carefully removed her blush and lipstick. With each wipe she felt a little bit more
of herself slipping away. Jessica walked over to April and put an earring into her ear. April
could feel something dangling down by her cheek.
Curious, April asked, "What did you did you place in my ear, Jessica? I thought slaves
were not supposed to wear jewelry."
"Its not jewelry April, its your price tag. I thought $10,000 was an appropriate amount.
Normally, slaves would also have a bar code stamped on their wrist, but since you are not in
our system that is not possible. This will also guarantee that you are not accidentally sold
since no one would be able to process you. Now follow me, we need to get you onto the
floor." April seemed to take this in for a second but her moment was interrupted by Jessica,
"Ok April, it is time to get you out on the floor. Follow me."
April followed Jessica out onto the main floor. The nice wood floor was cold against her
bare feet as she walked nervously onto the floor. Jessica led her into the middle of the
domestic section. Before April had time to relax, Jessica attached a chain to her leg which
was connected to a bolt in the floor. "Jessica, I am not so sure about this."
"Relax April. The store closes in 4 hours and I will be near by. Nothing is going to
happen to you." The words were reassuring to April and she relaxed a bit as Jessica walked
off, leaving her there like any other slave.
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It was late when I arrived in Jersey. I was to meet a friend at a renaissance festival to be held at the Smithsonian in New York the following day. I decided to stop at a hotel near the G.W. Bridge, which crosses over into New York, for the night. I had the vallet take my things up to the room I purchased and headed to the hotel bar for a martini before turning in. I sat at the bar for sometime sipping martinis and chatting with other travelers at the bar. One of the gentleman at the bar caught...
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LesbianAfter Kevin had painted her eyes shut, Alex had entered her own little dark world, getting wetter and wetter as first she sucked his cock and then as she sat passively while he took pictures of her cum covered face. Just giving him the camera had nearly brought her off. Each click of the camera increased her arousal. Pictures were proof and proof is power. Kevin now had pictures that could seriously damage her reputation. She felt small, helpless and… happy. "Alex... who is M?" repeated Kevin...
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“I’m home,” Alex yelled as she closed the door. “In the bedroom,” Kevin called distantly. Alex put her briefcase down on the fourier table, then headed to join her future husband. She thumbed her engagement ring, loving the novelty of it. Alex found Kevin toweling off his head leaving the rest of his lean muscular body wet. “Mm, dripping man. Just what I need,” she said, hugging his moist body from behind. “Careful, you’ll ruin your suit,” Kevin cautioned. “Casual Friday at work today,...
Wendy: 4:40 PM “Okay, Okay, hold your damned horses,” Wendy yelled at the door. After ringing constantly for half a minute the door buzzer finally relented. Fresh out of the shower and dripping water all over her apartment, Wendy checked the time as she ran for the door. Andy was twenty minutes early. Wendy jabbed the intercom button, “that better not be you, Andy.” Jerking her finger off the button, she added, “because I’m getting tired of your fuck ups.” “It’s me, can I come up?” “Alex?”...
Your name is Allison LaCroix, and you are a modern witch. It's honestly kind of glamorous. You are awoken by sunlight streaming through the windows and the sound of pages turning. You get up to see your demon familiar, Titivillus flipping through some book or other. His red eyes dart across the pages, reading with inhuman speed. His pitch black skin shines darkly in the sunlight. You can see his cock literally curled up in his lap. Demons dont wear pants, which is unfortunate as their junk can...
Fantasy“Well, was I right about Halloween being fun?” Alex asked Kevin.“Yeah, I’m... I’m kind of blown away. I’ll never look at Cynthia the same way again.”Alex looked askance at Kevin. “No questions about my behavior?”“Well, how do you feel about it?”“I was worried, but my disguise worked, so I reveled in it. Looking back? No regrets,” she said, then gazed searchingly in Kevin’s eyes. “How about you?”“Me?”“My story, does it change the way you look at me?” Alex blushed shyly. Kevin shook his head....
IncestMODERN MARRIAGE – IMPREGNATION RESORT Part ONEGETTING THEREFlying to Jamaica was extremely pleasant. It was exhilarating to see the Island’s green lush and practically skimming the waves of Montego Bay, just before the wheels touched down. As we disembarked, my hubby took my hand and held it lovey-dovey like. This small gesture made me warm, wet and my nipples got hard under my thin, light weight chiffon halter dress reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe’s white number.The weather was unbelievable....
MODERN MARRIAGE – IMPREGNATION RESORT - 4THE PARTYMy knees were a little wobbly as I was gaining my balance I saw that we were surrounded by a group of sexy people. The lights in the room changed and I noticed that the dance floor was empty and in it center was a well-padded breeding bench with a light shining down upon it. The bench itself was raised just high enough that a man could stand and fucked his woman.I was not ashamed and in my soul I wanted more orgasms. Looking at the people who...
MODERN MARRIAGE – IMPREGNATION RESORT -3THE CLUBI noticed that the doctor was no longer in the room. Janeda took out a little dildo like plug and put it in me. I guess it was to stop my man’s seed from dripping out of my womanhood. Janeda kept me in my breeding position for twenty or thirty minutes and making sure that my pelvis was elevated. I guess it was to make sure that Montague’s sperm would have the time to do their ‘duty’. Then she undid the straps and helped me off the table. “My knees...
MODERN MARRIAGE – IMPREGNATION RESORT -2MANDATORY BREEDINGThrough all of this I inadvertently was touching myself. Then with the most of tactfulness, Janeda guided us through many naked bodies to our room.Our suite was a spacious one. Through the French double doors we could see the distinct blue of the Caribbean. The center of the room was occupied by an enormous four post bed. To the side was an OB/GYN pelvic examination table with calf and ankle stirrup supports as to keep woman’s legs...