Cassie's Downfall

This story is set in the universe written about by Carl_Bradford, Joe_Doe_Stories, GentlemanMariner, MrSmith27, Avicia, ZZchromosome etc., where non-hereditary slavery has been legalised under the 34

th

Amendment in the US, but this story takes place in the UK.

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18, and the entire story is fiction set in a fictional world. No human beings should ever be treated as property.

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Chapter 2 - A Nude Awakening

Cassie and Sophie watched the train slowly pull into the station, and despite the train doors stopping and opening right where they stood, they hesitated to get on. As usual, there were no seats available, so they were forced to stand on the busy train. The train pulled away and they said very little, both filled with anxiety. Cassie had managed some porridge before leaving home, but Sophie hadn't been able to eat a thing. As the train rocketed through the countryside of farmland and allotments, Cassie looked round at the bored commuters on the train. To her it felt obvious why the two of them, 18 years old, were on the train; To go strip off and have strangers rate how well they would perform as slave sluts. To the commuters however, nobody gave them even a second look. It was just another Wednesday morning to them. There was one commuter she noticed, who was not even hiding the fact that he was staring at her chest, as well as Sophie's ass. "Fucking creep" she thought, along with the thought that he would be able to see even more of them when they are strung up naked later to be viewed and inspected by the public. She hoped he wouldn't show up.

After 40 minutes, the train finally pulled into its final stop, and the two girls looked around for the exits. Sophie pulled up her maps app, typed in the address for the solicitors, pressed the walking man button, and noted that they were a twenty minute walk away. With an hour until their appointment, they decided to stop at a coffee shop on the way.

"An iced latte and an orange and mango smoothie please" Cassie said to the barista. She paid and brought the drinks over to table where Sophie had sat. For a moment they said nothing, and she watched as Sophie slowly drank the smoothie through a straw.

"Maybe I should cancel. I can sign you in at the auction house reception and be with you for the periods where they allow access to the public."

Cassie grabbed her hand. "Don't be silly, Sophie. We haven't come this far just for you to drop out now. You've always wanted to go to university, it's a few hours and that's it".

"I could always get a retail job, something to get me by."

"And do you want to spend your life 'just getting by'?"

"Well, no".

"Well, until slavery is finally abolished, we will have to play by whatever stupid rules they set out so that we can go to uni and get well-paying jobs like women of the past were able to do. I'll be by your side the whole time".

This seemed to settle Sophie down a little, and after finishing their drinks they made for the exit and once again followed the route on Sophie's phone. After 15 minutes, they arrived at the solicitors. It was a small, unassuming building as they always are, with a huge glass front. Sheepishly, they entered.

"Hi, welcome to Sullivan & Scott Solicitors, how can I help you?" Said the man at the front desk.

"Hi", Cassie started, "we're here for an appointment."

"Certainly, can I have a few personal details?"

As Cassie started to give her and Sophie's information, they heard a woman shout from the back of the room.

"Sophie and Cassie? This way" she said as she walked into a back office and beckoned them inside. They walked through the office which had an open layout, and they felt the eyes of the staff working at the computers as they walked past.

"Hi, I'm Vivienne Young, we liaised via email, and I will be your solicitor for today" she said in a friendly manner, shaking both of their hands.

The two girls sat on the chairs opposite her desk and they both eyed Vivienne up. She appeared to be in her late 20s or early 30s. She wore a very professional dress and had an aura about her that exuded confidence.

"Ok, so I have the contracts written up here. By signing this it means that I have the right to hand both of you over to the auction house for the purposes of slave grading and slave grading only. This means you will be completely safe from accidental sales or harm on their part. Once the grading has been concluded, I will then be there to accept your release."

Following this, she handed over a sheet to the two girls outlining what would be expected of them during the day, which included walking into the auction house already naked. It had a timeline of all the procedures that would take place. It even had a chart of every slave position they should know, with a picture of a slave girl expertly performing each one. Not that they needed the chart, Cassie was already very familiar and even Sophie had committed to learning them in her bedroom.

With all the formalities out of the way, the two girls signed their respective contracts, writing their initials, signature and the current date seemingly dozens of times on multiple sheets of paper. Once the last of the paperwork was signed, without any change in her demeanour, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, Vivienne announced "Brilliant. Now both of you, strip."

Cassie and Sophie both froze. They knew what to expect and yet when it came time to do it, it didn't feel real.

"Bu.. we're not even at the auction house yet" Sophie suddenly spoke up.

"Well yes, you're supposed to be naked beforehand. We aren't your parents or your friends, we don't do it in the car park, it looks unprofessional. Our rules and procedures clearly state we perform the de-clothing here. Now I want you both slave naked within the next minute, we haven't got all day".

"Yes miss", Cassie uttered, and they both rose from their seats. Cassie took the first step, and started to remove her shoes, followed by Sophie doing the same. As they were doing this, Vivienne moved both chairs out of the way and then slammed down two wide Eurocrate baskets labelled "C. GALLACHER" and "S. EAMES". Cassie took her boots and placed them into the corner of the basket, followed by her socks tucked into each boot. Sophie didn't dare take any initiative and copied everything Cassie did. Next Cassie unbuckled her mom jeans and slid them down to the floor, exposing her plain white panties. After folding the jeans nicely into the basket, she slid off her cardigan, and then slowly pulled her t-shirt over her head. Once these were placed into the basket, she stopped and thought about the ridiculousness of her situation, and how wrong it felt standing in her bra and panties in a professional office. She was suddenly brought to her senses when she saw the stern look of Vivienne sat switching her gaze between the two nearly naked girls in front of her. Being reduced to her bra and panties, she knew that no matter what she removed next, she was going to be exposing herself. She gritted her teeth and braced herself, like someone building up the courage to jump into an icy cold pool, counted down in her head, and then unclasped her bra, letting it fall from her chest exposing her small B-cup tits and putting it into the basket with the rest of her belongings. She looked over at Vivienne, expecting her to be impressed, but saw a bored expression like she had seen this a thousand times. She looked over at Sophie, who was currently fighting the same problem, and watched as her bra also fell, exposing her C-cups and was impressed that Sophie had got this far. With only her panties to go, Cassie built up the courage to take them off swiftly, and did just that, folding them into the basket and standing back with her hands at her sides fighting the urge to cover her waxed pussy. She looked to her right and saw Sophie similarly in the process of removing her panties, and she got a glimpse of her shaved pussy as she was putting her panties in the basket, before her hands quickly covered it up.

"Miss Eames, I hope you're not going to similarly disregard the rules of slave etiquette when you're being graded. Hands at your sides, NOW."

Sophie looked terrified and quickly dropped her hands to her side without question. "Sorry"

"Sorry what?" Vivienne replied.

"Sorry miss"

"What are you sorry for?"

"I'm sorry for hiding my body from you, miss."

"That's better. Now, the two of you remove your remaining pieces of jewellery and we can get started."

They were each provided a small plastic wallet in which they both removed necklaces, bracelets and ear/nose piercings and placed them inside, leaving the two girls as naked as the day they were born.

"Ok, we can start. Turn around and display."

They both turned away from the desk, bent down at the waist, and pulled their cheeks apart for their new temporary owner's inspection. Vivienne got up and crouched down to get close to the two exposed girls.

"Miss Gallacher, great choice to get waxed, very smooth." She said, rubbing her fingers over the poor girl's vulva and anus. Cassie was shocked, feeling the fingers of a woman she met just moments ago feeling up her most private parts. She then moved on to Sophie. "Miss Eames, well shaved, it will be adequate for you not to be docked any marks in the grading. OK that's enough. Kneel. Present"

They both straightened up, happy to not be exposing their most private parts to a stranger, then knelt down, spread their legs, and interlocked their hands behind their heads pushing out their tits, still facing away from the desk. Once they were both in position, they heard Vivienne press a button followed by her saying "Peter, they're ready".

Soon, the door they were both facing swung open, and in came the receptionist from before holding two slave collars. He seemed unfazed that the two pretty girls who he was talking to moments before were now kneeling before him naked and on display.

"Collar" he barked, and they quickly bent their necks down, holding their hair out of the way.

Without any delay, starting with Sophie, he expertly wrapped a collar around her neck and fastened it. "Back hands" he then ordered, and she placed her hands together behind her back. He then pulled out a zip tie from his pocket and tied her wrists together securely. While this was going on, Cassie was still in the Collar position, and he soon came over and performed the exact same procedures on her. With the two girls collared and tied, he placed a gag in both of their mouths.

"Don't they look wonderful, Peter. Go get the van ready".

"Sure thing Viv" Peter answered as he quickly left the room, and as the door swung open, Cassie could see one of the office staff who had a full view of her naked body. He smirked at her while she knelt helpless and gagged.

Peter quickly returned and Vivienne commanded the two girls to stand up and follow her out of the office. Quickly the two girls realised they were about to walk through the main office of the building, naked and collared and with their hands tied behind their back. As they exited the office, it felt like a thousand eyes were watching them, when in fact there were only about 15 people working there. As Cassie walked past the guy who was staring at her earlier, she felt a slap on her bum. Seeing this, Vivienne ordered the two girls to stop and had Cassie stand next to him.

"Why don't you have a better feel, Chris? I'm sure she won't mind".

The man Cassie now knew as Chris took no delay in feeling her up. He turned her around and admired her ass, kneading her bum cheeks and marvelling in the way they looked and felt.

"Ever taken it up the arse, love?" He asked crudely as he parted her cheeks.

Unable to speak, she shook her head no.

"That'll change soon I imagine", he said with a pat on her bum, "turn around". She complied, now facing him. His hands went straight to her defenceless tits, and he massaged them roughly. Cassie wanted to crawl up and die. She felt like nothing more than a piece of meat and it seemed like nobody was willing to stop it. She didn't know where to look, because she certainly didn't want to look down at the man groping her. But if she looked up she could see the many faces staring at her. Sophie meanwhile stood and watched her naked best friend groped and fondled and could do nothing but feel lucky that it wasn't happening to her. Not that her situation was much better as she felt the rest of the office eyeing up her nakedness from top to bottom, unable to shield herself due to her tied wrists. She kept telling herself "Nobody here knows you. Nobody here knows you. You're just another insignificant slave to them". She tried to disassociate from her predicament, but every slight breeze of the air conditioning across her naked body brought her back to the realness of her situation.

"Ok, that's enough, come on sluts" Vivienne said to the two girls as she headed for the front door. They were both too overstimulated to even acknowledge the misogynistic remark, and Cassie was too relieved to be walking away from Chris's wandering hands and out of the office to process the fact that she was about to head outside onto the street. Sophie was the first to head out as Vivienne held the door open for them. Everything suddenly felt like it was going in slow motion, and she had to use a lot of strength to not wet herself on the spot. Miraculously she managed to put one foot in front of the other and soon found herself in the warm air of the busy street outside, the change in temperature was very noticeable on her naked body. Seconds later (which felt like minutes to her), Cassie battled the same ordeal and followed her best friend outside.

Cassie's eyes darted around, the traffic on the street was stopped due to a red light. On the road was a double-decker bus, and everyone on board had a great view of their nakedness. She noticed an old couple, the woman saying something to her husband clearly in disapproval, while he looked on at the exposed pair. Then 2 rows behind them was a young girl who appeared to be the same age as Cassie and Sophie, who looked the two nude girls up and down with a bored expression before returning to her phone, as if seeing two naked and bound girls on the street was the most normal thing in the world. It seemed half the bus (mostly men) were staring in their direction while the other half didn't care at all and were more concerned with reaching their destination. As they followed Vivienne to the right down the street and past the leers of pedestrians on the pavement they passed a white van with three workmen in the front, who proceeded to beep their horn and shout obscenities out the window that luckily neither Sophie nor Cassie could hear. Vivienne ignored them and kept walking.

They felt relieved when they saw Vivienne turn right into an alley. As they turned the corner, they saw Peter standing next to a grey van decorated with the logo of Sullivan & Scott Solicitors, with its two rear doors open and a ramp leading up to it. At the bottom of the ramp was two dog crates on wheels, one for each girl.

"OK, I know it's difficult due to your tied hands but crawl inside and get all the way to the end so that your bums are out of the way of the closing doors."

The two girls were beyond questioning the ridiculousness of their situation at this point, and they both knelt in front of their respective cages and gingerly started shuffling inside on their knees, thankful that the cage floor was somewhat padded. Running through the cage was also a padded bar which the girls could rest their chests on. Once they were both securely inside, Peter closed the doors, pushing their bottoms in as they stuck out slightly, and locked them with a small padlock. Then he unlocked the wheel mechanisms and spun the two crates round so that they were now facing the street they just came from, and that's when they noticed the small crowd of 5 or 6 people who had stopped at the entrance of the alley to watch the whole ordeal. Cassie felt her cage being pulled backwards and up an incline as her cage was slowly pulled up by Peter into the van. Eventually her cage hit the back wall, and the wheel mechanism was disengaged. Peter then jumped out of the van and soon after, the sight of Sophie's rear end came into her view and closer towards her as he repeated the process. The two crates were then pushed together, and the back of Sophie's crate was secured to the front of Cassie's. This left Sophie's bum just centimetres from Cassie's face, separated only by 2 thin mesh cage walls. Around the sight before her, Cassie could see Peter marching up and down the left and right side of the cages, making sure everything was fastened securely, and then pulling the two ramps into the van alongside either cage. Sophie in front of her had a clear view of the onlookers as she was secured into the van, and rather than dispersing, the crowd seemed to have grown. To her, this was the most mortifying moment of her life; To them, watching her humiliation was so insignificant they'll have forgotten about it in an hour. Then, without a word spoken to the two naked girls, Peter jumped out of the van and slammed both doors shut leaving them in darkness.

For a short moment they were left alone, and they both enjoyed the quiet after their stressful ordeal so far. Cassie was struggling, but she could tell from the grunts and moans from Sophie that she was struggling even more. If it wasn't for the tied wrists and two sets of metal bars, she would reach out and hug her. Hearing her best friend struggle sent her into protective mode and she almost didn't care about her own situation anymore. With their mouths gagged, all they could do was make noises resembling words, trying to reassure each other. Sophie tried to turn around to face Cassie, but her cage was far too cramped for that. After a few minutes of waiting, they heard the engine start up which in turn caused an overhead light to turn on, and felt the van pull away. For about 10 minutes it felt like stop-start traffic, but eventually the van picked up speed as it merged onto the outer road network. For the whole journey, Cassie's main view was the shaved pussy and anus of the naked and caged girl in front of her, and it didn't seem real that it was her best friend in that cage. The two girls had seen each other naked plenty of times, as most girl best friends have; But it was surreal for her to have such a pornographic view of Sophie's genitals as she was forced to bend over in the cage. She felt disrespectful for looking but at the same time she had nowhere else to look.

Finally, the van slowed to a stop and the engine turned off. Despite the overhead light, the two girls were blinded when the back doors swung open and they were greeted by two figures they eventually worked out was Vivienne and Peter.

"Enjoy the trip, girls?" Vivienne asked sarcastically, with the girls only able to muffle as a response. "Let's get them out, we only have 5 minutes until the appointment."

Peter wasted no time in un-securing the cages from the van and wheeling them out into the sunny car park. Then the doors to the cages were unlocked and Peter helped each girl out, definitely being more handsy than he needed to be. Finally, the girls were out and stood on the tarmac and were able to take in their surroundings. The car park was huge, and where they were parked seemed to be as far away from the auction house entrance as possible.

"Stay here with the van, I will be back shortly" Vivienne told Peter, and ordered the girls to follow her as she turned and headed towards the entrance. As they marched through the car park, they noticed they were no longer the only naked people anymore. They approached a fully naked young girl who was rummaging through the back of a car to put her clothes back on, and they could overhear her conversation with who appeared to be her mother.