The Slave Emporium Part 1 -- sara - A Slave Girl
My first attempt at fiction/fantast/facts
Dateline - January -- 2000
It was a time on the world clock when the rich had or got richer and owned whatever they wanted, but the poor had nothing or ever got anything only what was given, no in-between.
The Slave Emporium, a name by definition meaning, a large building or area selling or hiring different goods and chattels of a particular type.
ALL slaves had the right to leave service at a minute`s notice, no penalty or repercussion on them or their family.
They left, clean, fully clothed, with a spare set of clothes and a bundle of food and drink to last them 2 days but the important thing, they have to have a place to go to.
So the Slave Emporium, buys, hires, rents, sells, loans and trains, slaves.
A monthly auction held on-line with free evaluation on site for the more local clientele.
Every three months an auction for the slaves bought, to be sent worldwide, only the slaves wishing to go into this auction permitted.
Nothing ever forced and the winning bidder not only paid for free passage but also deposited an amount for a return fair if the slave required it, to date, in 20 years no one ever needed the return fee.
The Emporium offer a choice of colour, size, experience, age, over 18 only, sex, yes sex, male or female, fetish, sexual status and a multitude of timescales, from a 2 - 3-hour personal usage, 5 - 6 hours waitress service, a day whilst off work, a week whilst on or going on holiday, long term.
As an added business bonus, if an owner was going on holiday for a day - week - month and did not want his slave with him, he could take it in to be hired out, so no cost to him with it at home and the chance of it earning him some money.
So where is all this taking us, well, the owners basic train all the slaves themselves in obedience, the main training aids, hand, for slapping and not holding onto, hairbrush, as a paddle not brushing hair, belt, as for lashing, not holding pants up and cane, for striping the body.
For specialist training they are sent out to selected pre vetted trainers.
General Domestic Discipline, milking, rope play, puppy and pony training, whip loving and almost every other branches within the BDSM umbrella.
Obviously, the company is people powered so has to be open 24/7, for the guy who just fancies whipping a girl and fucking her at 2.30 in the morning.
No real rules, all bought slaves are on a sale or return basis and for regular clients they can take a girl a few nights on a trial.
Company Mantra, The Owners and Slaves have equal rights and an equal say.
All slave`s are microchipped and linked to the network of office computers, so if she should decide to go walkabout, she is found easy, made sure she is safe and well, then whipped and caned and back to retraining, the owner gets a pick of the slaves from the category she came from.
If it should happen a second time she would have a tit branded with a QR code and given to a brothel for all to use 24/7, and it does happen, maybe 4/5 a year.
The training of a newly bought in slave begins with a week in the brothel where almost anything goes.
Apart from the fucking`s she will get the owners are passionate about the slave`s discipline and it takes very little to stop them earning a public belting, some learn quickly and some not so quick.
I think the above fills in the history details of the company and its working, now, lets pick a girl and follow with her, her journey through the company and its workings.
Name - sara brown
Age - 18 and 2 months
Hight - 5`1"
Bust - 30"
Broken - Yes
Weight - 86 pounds
Nationality - British/White
Training to commence January 10th @ The Aston Ladies Help Centre.
They specialised in not only the live acts of forward girls but also online/cam assistance for those not wishing to travel, who once their cam session had finished would be sent a pair of the girls knickers, she was wearing at the start of their session.
Sara was taken to the Emporium by her guardian, with no jobs to be had they had agreed she would be in the best place with some sort of future in the service industry.
He had made an appointment for 10.00 and arrived at 9.45 and filled in her form at the reception.
"Good morning Mr. Stokes, thank you for considering us for your charge`s future.
He checked through the form, Just one more question if i may, would you be prepared to give her a home if she decides she wants to leave?"
"Erm, no i dont think so we have enough mouths to feed without taking in my 2nd cousins` waif.
One more thing, can i have her clothes to take back home for someone else in the family?"
"Yes of course, she will be issued with a brand-new uniform here, changed weekly."
What about me, sara brown, well I looked up and smiled at my Guardian and new Sir and waited for any instructions coming my way, as i was brought up to do.
Sirs house was HoH, meaning, he was the head of the household, a term that has been used for centuries.
He was never brutal, he was not that sort of man, but he was sure thorough, and nothing ever escaped his knowledge, especially for me, and he had 2 girls and 2 boys who often put me forward for the offender.
Did i mind, no, i was grateful he had taken me on when i was orphaned at 8, so had 10 years of his discipline.
His wife was pretty aggressive and very free with her hands for face slapping and other parts of my body.
"I think that concludes our dealing Mr. Stokes if you could just sign here."
He signed and i heard him folding his copy, "And her clothes?"
"Ah yes of course, feel free to disrobe her."
He snapped his fingers and i went to his side immediately.
He undid the clasp and i raised my hands over my head and he removed my dress, he snapped and pointed to my shoes and i took them off and gave him them.
As i stood naked he juggled my tits and gave me a last fingering,
"Oh when do i get paid out and how much?"
"It depends on her final working environment but certainly within 3 months and i would suggest a three-figure sum."
He nodded and left the room with my dress and shoes and never looked back.
I wept and sobbed and my new Sir pulled me towards him, i flinched, a natural action i used in the Stokes home as one or more toyed with me.
He just hugged me until i was quite settled, then took me down a corridor, which had a carpet.
We went through a door labelled `Matron`, was not over sure what that was but had a feeling it would be painful.
"Good morning Matron, he checked my entry form, this is sara brown, a new intake, i will leave her with you to examine and pass over to the photographer."
"Thank you Sir, now sara pet, come here, she spun me gently round, my, you have been in the wars, she rubbed my bottom stripes.
"Yes Miss."
"Any reason you are so extensively marked sara, and you may sleep honestly and openly."
"They said to keep me warm Miss plus they enjoyed hurting me Miss."
"They, love?
"Miss, the family, i was taken in and not one of them."
"So you were the whipping girl?"
As we were talking she had run a bath for me and helped me in, my first ever bath, she bathed me gently and washed my hair, wow, it was so comforting.
She slowly bathed me and put cold crème the area for cold crème and talcum powdered the rest.
I felt a million dollars and for the first time in my 18 years felt looked after, she slipped me a robe over my shoulders, it was so soft.
