It Finally Was Going to Happen

I apologise to those who have been waiting for my next story but it has been a struggle. Many thanks to Gamblnluck for giving me permission use his slave camp and other series as a background for this story. I have taken the liberty of calling those he has created in the US from within this story.

As you can see this is part one.

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It finally was going to happen.

After five years of watching the US system of judicial slavery and saying how disgusting the idea was, the establishment realised that the cost of imprisoning so many people was so high that the country was becoming in danger of bankruptcy.

Of course, being British there was a slant on it. Many relatively light crimes were discounted but all crimes involving damage to people were heavily fined with terms of reference to the amount of harm and intent but with a minimum of 2 years.

I was in a bar when two 'ladies' started to have a go at each other, like an idiot I got between them. "Come on ladies lets settle down. "They were really not listening and one picked up a bottle and went to hit the other. Slam. Lights out.

I came to in an ambulance. "Hello sir, are you able to focus?"

"I think so I replied slightly slurring my words."

"Do you know where you are sir?"

"In an ambulance I hope or my head is going dah dah."

"Oh, you're ok then. Bert, you can kill the sirens he's aware and lucid."

Silence descended

"Do you recall what happened sir?

"Yes. I was stupid enough to interfere and got bottled for the fact. Never let a good deed go unpunished. Oh, and it's Dave thanks not sir."

OK Dave, we will take you to the hospital because you were out of it for a "while and need to be checked out for concussion but you seem OK."

"Thanks mate I seem to have an egg on my bonce but otherwise you are right."

I was processed through the system then a copper turned up asking questions.

"Evening sir. Do you remember what happened?"

"Oh yes, I was in a bar when two 'ladies' started to have a go at each other, like an idiot I got between them. I said, come on ladies lets settle down. They were really not listening and one picked up a bottle and went to hit the other. Slam. Lights out."

"OK sir that seems to jibe with the other stories we have. Would you say that the assault on you was deliberate?"

"Oh no. it was purely me being in the wrong place. I wouldn't prosecute her for the accident."

"Well sir the night magistrate has ruled that the assault on your person causing actual bodily harm is, under the new system, actionable with a minimum sentence of two years slavery."

"What! for being an idiot."

"Yes sir. The new laws are unequivocal about it, that is the minimum she could have set. She will be in court at 10 am tomorrow, or today now. The medical staff tell me you cannot be there as you will still be under obs. so I have to ask. When she is finally convicted, she can be allotted to you or if not, sold on the public block. Would you take her as a slave sir or let her be sold?"

"What will happen to her if she is sold?"

"It depends who buys her she might be prostituted. Used as a sex toy singly or at parties or used harshly by the new owner who thinks slaves deserve whatever they get."

"What do I have to do with her if I take her on?"

"Well sir, this is a punishment so you can do whatever you want without actually causing lasting damage. You will need to get a slave owner certificate but that is not difficult and doesn't cost much, If I were in your shoes, I would take her but the choice is yours."

I thought for a while and then "OK I'll take her. What do I have to do next?"

"You will pick her up at the Processing station. All her property and any income are now yours so you will be given keys and the clothes she had on when you come to pick her up.

The sentence will be logged at the station so bring proof of identity, passport and driving license will suffice."

"Any other questions sir?"

"No, officer thanks for that."

The cop left and I spent a quiet night in the bed, as always, the nurses woke me to ask if I needed anything but I slept it off, by the morning, at 6am the ward was awake and things moving.

I had breakfast and the doctor on his rounds said I was fit to be discharged and I went home.

At 1pm a package arrived that told me about my new slave where to pick her up etc.

Linda...

Wow this has been really weird. Two bouncers were holding me Then the police and ambulance arrived. The cops told the bouncers to let me go and then they stunned me.

In the back of the van, handcuffed, I started swearing at the cop who leant forward with the stun stick and zapped me.

As they helped me from the van into the court, they warned me in a low voice.

"I should be very careful...our stuns are mild the court can administer full force ones. Now be quiet and listen."

I did as I was told, the stuns hurt.

"Linda Lovelace. You are charged with assault and ABH. The court has a mandatory requirement to sentence you to two years slavery, so that is the minimum. The police had to stun you but that isn't going to be taken into account. You will have access to a solicitor in the morning. The best he can do for you is what you have already. Behave yourself well and the Judge will hear testimony from others at your trial at 10 am. Do you understand?"

"Your honour, what has happened I didn't mean to hit him but this seems harsh."

"As the system is new, I will explain. Laws have changed in the last week and any assault that leads to injury has a minimum clause. Yours is two years slavery, there is no means by which this can change. The man you assaulted has said that it was accidental so you are saved by that.

Now, I can give you news, it might not be what you want to hear but the man has accepted you as a slave!... before you start, the other option is to be sold from the block so I see this as a positive."

Sentence is final take her away."

Fuck I'm stuffed I thought.

The warder said. "Come with me. We are still bedding in here and are taking it easy but be assured, any misbehaviour will be punished. When you are given an order obey it instantly or you will regret it."

"Hi Brenda this is Linda, for now I'll leave her with you."

"OK Sheila thanks." Strip! Brenda said to Linda.

"What"

"This is your one and only non-punishment for not obeying a command.

When I tell you to do something do it immediately. Now Strip!!"

Linda did so slowly but eventually she was down to bra and panties. "Everything, or I'll stun you hard, then they will be cut off. If they are they are binned so none to wear when you are picked up."

Linda Stripped...in front of other offenders waiting to be seen. She was covering up but Brenda said. "Slaves have no privacy. Stand legs open hands in the back and push your chest out. This is the 'present' position and when someone tells you present, do it immediately. OK you got it so relax. You will be taken from here to the cleansing section where all hair from the neck down will be removed, then you will be cleaned. Take this warning seriously. Any attempt to cover or not obey will be punished. This device is to paddle you if needed. Really bad behaviour can be worse including full stun.

Before you go, step up to this desk, your number is 00103 remember this or else. You no longer have a name. lean forward and open your mouth. Do not move." She pushed a plate into 103's lip and there was a brief but hot feeling. "That is your number permanently tattooed on your lip.

OK Jane she's all yours but just a mo. Present!"

Startled I did try and suddenly realised how badly off I was.

Jane led me to the cleansing area and said to the receiver. Carol, our first already slaved before final sentence. Full processing please."

"OK Jane thanks. Number." Carol said looking at me. I was caught out but remembered just in time.

"00103, miss"

"Saved your arse there...just. Now 103 you will be processed as any slave. Your body will be inspected...any hair removed and a depilatory cream applied to ensure no regrowth for a year. You will have an enema. Listen carefully to the instructions. You will be washed, dried and if you have behaved well issued a jumpsuit. Do you understand what I have told you?"

"Yes miss."

"Ok go through the door."

I walked through the door and a voice said "Present!" I was quicker off the mark this time and she said to her colleague. "This one seems intelligent."

"That's good they are more liable to comply."

"OK 103, Walk over to the frame and stand with your arms against the top piece and legs in the obvious place facing out,"

I didn't speak just walked and stood as told.

The second woman Walked up to me and put a restraint on my right hand securing me to the frame. She did the same with my left arm and then the legs. I was completely vulnerable.

"Right, I am going to inspect you. Do not move or attempt to resist."

She then checked me out running her hands over me she checked my hair, ears, nose, and eyes. "Ear piercing holes no other modifications. Hair is sweaty but well maintained. Too long for slave so put her down for haircut."

She carried on. "Armpits almost hair free so no extreme measures for removal. Breasts natural no augmentations or piercings.

Moving on, no modification to navel.

Labia seem clear of hair bar one stray to be plucked. She is starting to emit fluid as is normal.

Now 103 I am going to do a cavity search. If you have anything up there and do not reveal it now and I get damaged then more time will be added to your sentence, is there anything?"

"No miss"

"Ok."

She inserted a finger, then two and three. I was being stretched and squirmed a little. "Slave sexually responsive. Moving on, everything standard no special report.

OK 103 I'm going to release you and then you can move on to the next stage. Now the two bars to your right are there for you. Face the wall in front of them and lean over the lower one and grasp the higher one where the cuffs are."

I did that and she locked my wrists and ankles in place.

"Now, I won't be inspecting you further until cleansing is done. We do not know what is inside you and we don't want to, just that you are cleansed. You are about to be given an enema; it will make you very full and it does cause some discomfort but you must not let it out before you are told you can. If you don't, I will give you ten with the tawse, then do it again. It is even more uncomfortable the second time so I suggest you hold it in."

The nozzle was inserted and I squirmed. She spoke.

"Is it uncomfortable."

"Yes, and cold."

"Well, if people struggle, they get the next size up called big bertha...it hurts."

"How do you know?"

While filling me she told me.

"Before we started, we were sent to America for training. They always put the warders of both sexes though the process but no depilatory. I had bertha and hated it. Be assured we know what we are doing to you and other slaves and we are not doing it for fun."

"Thanks for telling me I feel better for it."

After what seemed like hours she said. You can release now, there is a trough beneath you so just let go."

I did so gratefully. It didn't stink.

"OK 103 you will be washed out now. It's only water no pain just let go when I tell you."

She flushed me three times then said.

"Last inspection and it is uncomfortable but over quickly."

She inserted gloved fingers in my bum it felt like twenty but was only three.

"OK 103 that's over. Now you move onto hair."

She released me and pushed me towards the next station.

"Number"

"00103 miss."

"Right...climb on to the table, Legs in the stirrups. I will tweezer the couple of hairs, did you have this done by a salon?"

"Yes, miss salon in the high street."

"Thanks. I'll keep them in mind. OK I'm going to put the cream on your armpits and your cunt this takes about 20 minutes to work, while that is working, we will cut your hair. We won't shave it but it has to be shorter so that you can keep it clean. I understand you have been given to the man you assaulted and that he didn't want to charge you."

"Yes, miss that's right. I'm not sure if that is good."

"You lucked in I'd say, slaves sold off the block are generally still sold to brothels, for the men it's hard labour and sexual abuse. So at least you won't be fucked 15 hours a day."

"You're right I'd have hated that."

"Right hair's done and time to wash off. The cream will suppress hair growth for a year. In the US they do the head too for recalcitrants. At the moment in the UK we are often shaved but, in the US, having no pubic hair says you are a slave. All the free women are growing hair or at least a landing strip."

Right, you are done, shots now. One is contraception and period suppressant. Slaves are denied children for the time of sentence. The other is to counter all known STDs so whoever fucks you can't pass anything on. Disease control is important. That's done now for the wash. Sylv. 103 is ready for you, one."

"Thanks Jane, come this way 103."

"Just stand arms out legs open and I will wash you. The one, that Jane said, meant you had been exemplary so you get the gentle wash down. I'll be using the puffs and the good soap."

"Can I ask if there are degrees of wash then?"

"Oh yes there are three soaps...the last being very harsh and the cloths get rougher too. Just enjoy the clean and dry."

She got on with it ensuring my whole body was clean then I stood being air dried.

"OK your slave dress is on the peg. There is no underwear here. The fact you have a dress tells us you are being well behaved. Put it on and go through that door.

"Thank you miss"

I went through the door and was greeted by a large woman.

"I see you are in a dress, so I will explain, you are to be evaluated for sexual responses. I'm sure you have been told to obey everything but this is a reminder. Kneel...legs wide and you will suck the cock of this man." I almost argued but remembered not to...I took his cock in my mouth. It was asexual, he fucked my face I swallowed his come, not a word was said.

"Good 103 now eat this woman's pussy." Again...I did it, she did moan a bit and did come but again no sexual feelings at all.

"OK 103 that's all, you will be taken to a room for the night. I was led to a spartan room and left, door closed and locked, the lights went out and I slept.

The lights went on and I woke. "Alright 103 time for clean and food. Same procedure as yesterday. Follow me."

As yesterday I was inspected, washed out and scrubbed, not unpleasantly but thoroughly. I sat at a bench table and a bowl of slave gruel was dumped on the table in front of me. I was about to speak when one of the women not yet slaved just under arrest shouted. "Why do I have to eat this crap I'm not a fucking slave?"

The warden grabbed her very firmly and dragged her to the punishment bench. "If you don't like the food, and in your case swear about it, you will be getting 10 with the tawse and then you will eat it!" The woman started shouting and resisting and the warden used her stun stick. The woman dropped like a stone. I started to eat quickly and watched what I was just about to have experienced but for her being faster.

As she came round two wardens strapped her down on the bench. "It was ten but because of your behaviour it's now twenty. When you are able to, you will then eat the meal."

She took the tawse from her belt and said to the woman. "Count the strokes, do not miss one or I will start again. Understand!"

"Yes miss, I'm sorry miss."

The warden raised her arm and expertly strapped her across the right buttock, The woman screamed and writhed in the restraints, eventually calming enough to say "One miss."

The strokes started alternating from cheek to cheek, the woman was sobbing but counted them all. She was released from the restraints and taken back to her table.

To everyone the warden said. "Refusal of an order or wasting food will be punished. Bad language will also be punished. Attacking staff will be punished and then your behaviour will be presented to the judge. If found guilty your sentence will be enhanced along the guidelines. Do not injure a guard it will bring ten years of slavery whether found guilty of the original charge or not. Take this as a lesson."

Inwardly I thanked my luck that she got there before me. There was silence in the room.

"103." "Yes miss?"

"Come with me but first strip." I got naked in double time.

I was presented in court to the judge. He looked at me and spoke. "I have seen reports and have no reason to change the sentence, two years slavery to Mr. Walters as he was the one you damaged. Think yourself lucky you aren't sold off the block."

I was taken to the cleaning station and was told. Your owner is picking you up soon you have to be cleaned. I went through the enema wash down and shampooed hair.

I was taken to the reception area and walked naked into a room full of people. I desperately wanted to cover up but remembered it was forbidden.

"OK 103 your owner is here and there are one or two formalities to go over. So, follow me." I did, going into a small office where a man was standing, he looked at me and asked the warden why I was naked.

"Slaves are always naked in the reception area once she is properly assigned it will be up to you if she dresses. Have you finished the paperwork?"

"Yes thanks."

"Good, now it's time to fit the collar one-oh-three, come here, present, and now the collar will be fitted sir, what colour do you need on her link?"

"I'm not sure what colours there are."

"there's white for only you are able to have sex with intercourse with her. Blue where others may with permission, orange which means most of the time she will be available, or red which means she can always be taken for sex."

"I think I'll have it as White I don't want to share her with other people unless I particularly decide to do something."

"A good decision sir it means she won't be molested in public and she will be able to stay clean and safe for you.

Ok two things to do. I will pair your controller to her collar and then you have to test it."

She fiddled with my phone and the slave app was loaded. She sorted out the pairing. And handed the phone to me.

"Please test the summon function." I did and the slave looked up acknowledging she felt it.

"Now I want to test out the quarter shock setting." "Isn't that cruel?" my owner asked.

"Not as cruel as the states they have only half and full. Quarter is uncomfortable but not incapacitating. Plus, it is a requirement for completion."

103 Sit on the floor now." I did as I was told, and he tapped the button. It was hell but I didn't pass out. It lasted only seconds but I was really happy it stopped.

"There are three settings. Quarter, half and full. If you have used half and it was not enough, no need to fiddle about just drop the slave,"

"Ok Mr. Walters. You are clear to go. This bag contains the clothes she had on when arrested. It's up to you if she is clothed or not but she has to leave the building naked."

"Please take 103 out of that door." And she nodded.

My owner said "follow me please and I shall let you get dressed as soon as we are out."

As the door closed behind me, I noticed a bunch of men standing and ogling my body...some shouting things like leave her naked...and nice tits. I was extremely embarrassed but my owner said "Get dressed... I'd suggest getting your dress on quickly." Gratefully I did and then put my shoes on.

He said "Follow me and we will get you away from this circus."

We walked towards a car and the lights flashed. He pointed to the passenger door. "Get in Linda and buckle up. Let's get away from here."