After thirty minutes or so, the scheduler had Lara kneel again and began sucking his cock. Eventually it was hard again and he had her bend over his desk and reach back and spread her ass cheeks. She heard him opening a drawer and then felt cold sticky lubricant being applied to her asshole. Soon a finger was penetrating her ass. He moved it all around, lubricating her and then added a second finger. Satisfied, the fingers came out and she felt the head of his slick cock touch her now-stretched asshole.
He began to push and the head eventually popped through her sphincter and began to penetrate slowly into the depths of her ass. Thankfully, he moved slowly and after several minutes, was fully seated. He began a slow ass fuck, almost all the way out and then all the way in, his balls slapping her pussy with each stroke. Gradually he picked up speed. At some point he reached around her, one hand pinching her nipples and the other stroking her clit. Despite the discomfort from her still-protesting asshole, this began to get to Lara and after maybe twenty minutes, she finally stifled a scream as she orgasmed. The clenching of her ass as she came apparently set him off and she could actually feel his cock throbbing as he filled her ass with his cum. After a minute or so, he pulled out and again forced Lara to her knees. Grimacing, knowing what he wanted and afraid not to comply, she licked his cock clean, licking and sucking on it until he was fully deflated. At least he gave her one more shot of bourbon afterward to kill the taste before buzzing for a guard to take her back to her cell.
Lara's Punishment Chapter 2
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Three days later, Lara waited nervously as a guard entered her cell at 7 AM to move her to a prep area. It was the day of her flogging. She was given a light breakfast and then forced to undress leaving her jail jumpsuit and underwear in a laundry hamper and slipping on a light cotton robe over her now-naked body. Finished with that, the guard cuffed her hands in front of her and led her out to a waiting van. She was forced to step into the windowless back and join three other prisoners already there. One hand was un-cuffed and the joining chain looped over an overhead bar then hand was re-cuffed. Unlike her, the two women were wearing just a light cotton shift while the man was in a light cotton jumpsuit. Both the shifts and the jumpsuit were black. With a start, Lara noticed the slave numbers tattooed on their necks and realized that her three companions were being enslaved today.
Slavery had been introduced as punishment back in 2020 after the rising costs of prison became too much to bear. Decades of overspending had also come home to roost and there had been significant budget cuts in all areas, even Defense, Medicare and Social Security. Finding ways to cut government costs were finally getting some attention. Depending on their offenses, felons could theoretically be sentenced to years of slavery or for life, although in practice, it was almost always for life. The only options were execution or corporal Punishment at various levels.
There were three slavery categories. Category-1 slaves were essentially just unpaid workers. Their jobs had to be safe and they were mostly treated almost like other workers, just worked harder with longer hours but not paid. They could be disciplined with caning, but only with a legal cane of a precisely defined size. Of course, even Category-1 slaves, (usually females) could legally be raped once a day by their owners. That was considered "fair use" and unused rapes could be "banked" so, for example, someone away on business or else too busy during the week for sex could use all seven of the week's rapes during the weekend.
Category-2 slaves were allowed to be worked even harder and in dangerous conditions but again, there were some limits. They were mostly used in things like mining, cleaning out sewer tunnels for men or brothels for women, but if one died, there would be at least some official investigation. For them, there were no limits of how much sex could be demanded of a female. They could also be flogged for disciplinary reasons with a number of clearly defined and approved devices.
Category-3 slaves had none of these safety valves. The owner could not deliberately kill them or cause permanent serious damage, but if something did happen, the worse the owner could get was a fine equal to the price paid for the slave, since technically all slaves were still state property and the owner would have to compensate the state for their loss.
Attractive Category 1 and 2 female slaves were highly sought after by wealthier single men who looked at them as someone to clean their home, do the laundry, cook meals, provide sex and who literally were not allowed to say "No". The fact that they were slaves meant that they were unlikely to be trouble otherwise.
Lara wondered what her companions crimes were and to which category the three were sentenced. The man looked to be in his late thirties and was looking over the three women with what Lara could only describe as a cocky, predatory expression that creeped Lara out. One of the women was around forty and fairly attractive, even if a few pounds overweight. She looked nervous, as well as pissed. The third woman was around Lara's age and very pretty. She just looked terrified. No matter which category she was, Lara knew she was in for a rough time, with at the very best, daily rapes. Lara remembered last year when a junior executive in her firm named Karen had killed her husband and her best friend when she had returned home early from a business trip to find them fucking in her own marital bed. Although she hadn't wanted to, she did go to see Karen's Category 3 enslavement. It had been a sobering experience, although Lara never dreamed that something like that could happen to her.
The van pulled out for the short trip to the courthouse steps and the facing square where the event would be held. Lara didn't know whether to hope she would go first or last. They arrived all too quickly for Lara and the four were removed from the van and marched up the courthouse steps. As soon as all was ready, the older woman was moved to the front and her crimes and sentence were read out.
She had been embezzling from her company, and when the owner found her out, blackmailed him since she had discovered he was cheating on his taxes. A routine audit finally discovered the tax cheating, but to get even with Madison, the woman, for her years of blackmail, the business owner informed the authorities of her embezzlment and blackmail. Subsequent investigation discovered that she had also not paid taxes on her ill-gotten gains. One offence might have just gotten her sentenced to Punishment, but the second offence ensured Category 1 slavery. The third offence netted her sentence today, Category 2 Slavery for Life.
Pulling her to the front of the steps, and two deputies grabbed the top of her thin cotton shift and tore it off of her. "Slave will face the courthouse, spread her legs, bend over, grasp her ankles and hold position," the Bailiff ordered, obviously bored with the rote order. Trembling and blushing furiously as the woman turned her back to the crowd, undoubtedly knowing that the position would expose her ass and cunt to the watching crowd. The Bailiff took his time, drawing out her embarrassment, but finally something hard was pressed against her right ass-cheek followed by a "crack" when the air gun injected the slave registration and tracking chip in the fleshy part of her ass.
Prospective buyers came up to perform very hands-on examinations of their prospective purchase. Inspections complete, the woman was led down the steps to the flogging station. It was a tall steel pole with a long arm. The slave's hands were raised by a rope attached to the end of this long arm, allowing lashes to all sides of the body. Leather cuffs were attached to her ankles and then she was hoisted into the air. Once her feet left the ground, the deputies attached the lines on her ankle cuffs to eyebolts with jam-cleats in the concrete, spreading her legs so wide that Lara heard her groan with the strain even up at the top of the steps. Anchored tightly at three points, the poor woman could barely move.
The executioner moved in, swinging his whip as a warm up. The woman had been sentenced to twenty lashes and screamed as the first lash landed on her fleshy ass, which was, no doubt, still sore from the injection she had just received. The flogging lash was really just a three inch wide thick leather strap. The State had no interest in seriously damaging the merchandise they would soon be auctioning off. Still, it was swung with full force; even if it didn't break the skin, it probably still hurt terribly, something Lara realized she would soon discover for herself. Lara could already see a welt rising on the woman's ass as the next lash fell.
As soon as the flogger decided her back, ass and legs were sufficiently whipped, he moved to her front. The women had been crying but had trying not to scream with each stroke, no doubt realizing that worse was coming. The first lash across her breasts and nipples caused her to begin screaming in earnest, tugging vainly on her bonds, trying desperately to escape the cruel lash.
After a few more strokes on her tits, the flogger moved on to her tummy and the front of her thighs, saving the best for last. His final strokes were to her spread-out crotch. The crowd went wild with cheering as he did the first three from the front using an underhand stroke, the woman screaming shrilly with each lash as the strap struck her cunt brutally and curled up to impact on her sensitive, spread-open asshole. Finally he moved behind her and gave the last three strokes from the back, this time the tip of the strap curling up to impact directly on her clit.
Flogging complete, the limp woman was taken down and carried to the auction block. The bidding started at the minimum $10,000 but only reached $15,000 before she was sold. Lara guessed that her age and lack of any real beauty affected her price, as well as the fact that she was only Category 2.
As the woman was led away by her new owner, the man was marched to the front of the steps and stripped. The Bailiff read out his crimes and his sentence of Category 3 Slavery for Life. With a start, Lara remembered his case. He was the notorious Bronx Beast who was convicted of raping and murdering three women with more suspected. The only reason he was not executed was the victim's families had petitioned the court for slavery instead. After his slave registration and tracking device was inserted, three men and three women came forward to inspect him. His hands were shackled tightly behind him and deputies were holding him firmly by each arm, so he was helpless as one of the women reached out, grabbed his balls and twisted.. He screamed and tried to fold up, but the deputies kept him upright. Satisfied, the potential buyers returned to their seats and he was led away for his flogging. Recovering, the man glanced around at Lara. The predatory gaze was gone, replaced by fear and panic.
