Sc Lottery Dream Mansion Ch 02

Authors Note: Authors Note: Thanks again to Gamblnluck for allowing me to play in his Slave Camp universe.

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Chapter 2 -- The Plan

Nolan was exhausted from the previous day, so he fell asleep quickly. However, he woke up earlier than usual. Yesterday had been fun, but now reality set in. He now owned six human beings. Up until this point, it had been all hypothetical and part of the "plan," but now that phase one of the plan had been executed, there was no turning back.

There were two full bathrooms in the house. No one else was awake yet, so he went to the one closest to his bedroom. He felt nervous and tense going into the shower. He was hoping that his first day with his slaves would go well. There was a lot of ground to cover today.

The hot water helped relieve his tension. That and a quick masturbation session in the shower, thinking of the six women that were now available to him. Then he remembered. Seven. That 18-year-old blonde that he now was going to get to fuck for ten weekends.

He dried himself off, wrapped himself around the waist with a towel, and headed to his bedroom. The redhead, Elly, was coming out of her room, also wrapped in a towel. She didn't see him as she headed to have a shower herself. She bumped into him, and they both ended up dropping their towels.

They were both standing naked in the hallway, staring at each other. As he looked at the redhead and her gorgeous body, he came fully to attention.

Elly smiled. Based on her psych profile, she was pretty relaxed and fun-loving. She said, "Well, based on that, it should be fun around here." She then picked up the towel and continued naked to the bathroom. Swaying her ass as she walked. He stood naked in the hallway, watching her go.

He eventually got his wits together and got to his room. He thought, "Remember, you are the owner." Then he thought, "Yeah, but my cock keeps thinking, 'Do whatever you want with me.' "

Nolan chuckled to himself. He thought, "I am so fucking lucky."

Nolan finished dressing and went to the kitchen to get ready for the slaves to arrive. Elly and Maria were the first to arrive, and Nolan told them to find something to eat. The rest trickled in before nine, except for Bailey.

Nolan asked, "Where is Bailey?"

Zara rolled her eyes. "She is trying to make herself perfect for you."

At that moment, Bailey came running in. She did look perfect.

She smiled and asked, "Am I late?" She came across as someone who was always fashionably late but did it to make that "entrance."

Nolan looked crossly at her, "Yes, you are. When I say I want you somewhere at a time, I expect that you will be there at that time. This is your only warning. Next time, you will be punished."

Bailey lost her smile. She said, "Sorry."

Nolan said, "No, 'Sorry's'. Just do what I say."

He then turned to the group. "I bought a kind of random group of breakfast items, not knowing who and how many slaves I would be buying. Please find something to eat. If you can't find something to eat, I always have Slave Chow as a backup." There were groans at the mention of Slave Chow. "You have forty-five minutes to eat and then brush your teeth. We have an appointment at ten."

Nolan had already eaten, so he watched the slaves rush through the food Nolan had laid out on the counter. He saw some panicked faces when they heard "Slave Chow."

No one was late, and they were all in the van at 9:50. Nolan had the paperwork he needed. They headed out. Their destination was the farm next door.

The farm next door looked pristine. Nolan got the slaves out of the van and then started to approach the house. He didn't quite get to the door when the owner, Frank Landry, came through the front door and said, "Nolan, right on time." They shook hands.

Nolan smiled. Frank was one of the slave owners that he had consulted. He learned quite a bit from him. Frank had tipped him off on the property that Nolan ended up buying next door.

Frank looked past Nolan to Nolan's slaves.

Frank whistled and said, "You said you were getting some hot slaves, but fuck me, they are gorgeous."

Nolan's slaves looked uncomfortable with the attention.

Nolan chuckled. "Keep it in your pants. They are mine. Are you all set?"

Frank said, "Yep." He then turned and whistled toward the house. Out came a male and a female slave.

The male was wearing farm worker coveralls. The female was wearing jeans and a shirt that was tied under her tits, leaving her midriff and belly button exposed. She was quite good-looking. Not in the category of Nolan's slaves, but very fuckable, Nolan thought.

Frank waved them over. He said, "MT, Shorty, take Nolan's slaves on a tour, just like I told you? Nolan and I have some business to conduct. We will meet you all in the dormitory in about an hour."

MT and Shorty walked up to the women and asked them to follow them. As they walked, Shorty started to talk. "I'll tell you about the farm side, and MT will tell you about the dormitory and house side of things."

Keisha asked, "MT, what does that short for?"

MT stated, "Medium Tits."

The women all stopped. Keisha asked, "What do you mean Medium Tits?"

Shorty stepped in, "Frank kind of gives everyone a nickname. I'm Shorty. And yes, I am six foot four tall. There are ten male slaves here and three female slaves. Some of the guys are called Freckles, Racoon, and Pencil. The women are ST, MT, and BT: Small Tits, Medium Tits, and Big Tits."

Maria asked, "What are your real names?"

MT and Shorty looked nervous. MT said, "Well, if we use our real names, we get punished. So, we prefer not to tell you if you can understand."

Nolan's slaves just stared at each other. Maria said, "No problem. We don't want to get anyone into trouble."

Shorty then gave them a tour of the farm side. The chores that they did. Talked a bit about the crops and the farm animals that they had. He waved at a few of the male slaves as they passed. He talked about how Frank had what Shorty called "expectations" each day. If you don't achieve your expectations, then you might get strapped. If you do achieve them, then you might get rewarded.

Bailey asked what the reward was. Shorty said that MT would explain it when they got to the dormitory.

They finished the tour and then went inside the dormitory.

MT took over. "This is where the male slaves live. This is the common area and kitchen, and you can see the bedrooms on the side." It was a large room. On one end, there was a kitchen. In the middle, there was a series of tables for eating and then a lounge area with a TV and some couches. Around the outside of the room, there were about twenty open sleeping areas. They were open to the center area but had walls separating them. In each one, there was a single bed and then a closet and a dresser. It looked like there was a curtain that could be pulled across at the open side of each one for privacy.

MT waved at the two female slaves who were stripping beds on the other side of the room. One had huge tits, and the other one was flat-chested.

MT said, "We female slaves keep the place clean, cook the meals, and do the laundry."

Priya leaned over to Zara and whispered, "That must be BT and ST."

She then took them over to show a large bathroom with multiple showers and toilet stalls. There was no door to the room. Then she showed a smaller one that someone had scrawled "Bitches" on the door. MT said that was the female bathroom.

She then showed everyone her room. Unlike the men's, the women's bedrooms had proper doors and a double bed.

Elly commented, "That's nice. You got a larger bed."

MT said, "Well, we need to have a double bed. You remember when Shorty said that the men who do a good job get a reward?"

Nolan's slaves nodded. MT continued, "Well, us women are the reward. Each night, Frank takes one of us to his bed and then rewards two of the workers by letting them spend the night and fuck us."

Nolan's slaves were stunned. Elly started to say, "That's not....."

MT interrupted her, "Fair? When you are a slave, what is fair? You do what you are told, or else you get strapped." She then continued, "Sometimes, some of Frank's friends that own slaves send a slave here for punishment. If it is a male, they get the worst jobs and aren't eligible for rewards. If it is a female, then she does the work with us, but then the guys usually go to town on them when they fuck them. With us, they know that if they treat us badly, there may be something that they don't like in their food, or their sheets smell like skunks. So they treat us right."

Nolan's slaves now understood why they were getting the tour: Do well or spend some time on the farm.

Meanwhile, Frank and Nolan were finishing up their discussions.

Nolan said, "So, of my 600 acres, you will farm the about 300 that is farmable. If my plans take up some of that land in any farming year after you have seeded it, then I will compensate you for your lost profit for that portion of the land."

Frank said, "That sounds good. I'll have my lawyers review it, and then we can meet in a few days to sign this."

They shook hands. Frank said, "The tour should be done now."

They wandered down to the Dorm. MT, Shorty, and Nolan's slaves were sitting in the lounge area talking.

Frank asked, "How was the tour?"

Nolan's slaves glanced nervously at each other. Maria responded, "It was good."

Frank asked, "And did Shorty and MT do a good job?"

Maria said, "Yes."

Frank turned to Shorty and MT, "I am glad to hear that. You two have ten minutes for your reward."

Shorty and MT then quickly disrobed.

Once they had their clothes off, you could see that MT was wearing a chastity belt and Shorty had a cock cage.

Nolan's slaves were in shock.

Frank came over and unlocked the chastity devices. MT then jumped into Shorty's arms and kissed him. Shorty sat her on a table and then started to fuck her.

He plunged in and out of her for a few minutes and then grunted as he came inside of her. He pulled out, and she jumped down and sucked his cock until he was cleaned out.

Shorty then asked, "Did you cum?"

MT shook her head no.

Shorty then lifted her back on the table and started to lick her. After a few minutes, she finally came. They were both panting.

A minute later, an alarm went off on Frank's phone.

He smiled and said, "Good job. You got each other off in plenty of time before the ten-minute timer went off."

They were still catching their breath as Frank locked the chastity devices back on them.

Frank looked at Nolan and said, "See, they just need the right motivation."

Nolan looked over at his slaves. They looked scared. He glanced at Shorty and MT as they got dressed and then back at Frank.

Frank then said, "It isn't all fun and games here." He gave Nolan's slaves an evil grin. He yelled out, "Bring in Freckles!"

He then said, "Normally, I do punishments in the evening, after dinner, but so you get the full experience."

Two male slaves were holding Freckles. Freckles was pleading, "Sir, I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

ST and BT dragged a wooden X-shaped cross from the corner of the room.

Frank ordered, "Strip him and tie him up."

The two male slaves went to remove Freckles' clothes, but Freckles pushed them off and started undressing himself. He looked resigned to his fate.

Freckles was then tied facing the cross. You could see the lines from prior punishment on his back.

Frank went to the wall beside where the cross had been stored and came out with a cane in his hand.

Nolan looked at his slaves. Most were crying. He noticed that Priya had her eyes closed. Nolan poked Priya and said to all of them, "Keep your eyes open and watch."

Frank approached the tied Freckles and said, "This is your second offense. You will get 25 strikes instead of 20 this time."

Freckles whimpered.

Frank whipped the cane back and forth in the air. Like he was getting a feel for it, he then, without warning, hit Freckles with the first hit. Freckles screamed, and so did Nolan's slaves.

After a pause, Freckles screamed out, "One."

Frank then continued the punishment.

Nolan's slaves continued to cry and scream with each hit. Priya and Bailey had their legs give out and fell to the ground.

Finally, Freckles punishment was over. The two male slaves and BT helped Freckles to his bed, and BT applied some ointment and bandages to his back.

Frank came over to Nolan and whispered, "Good enough show for you? You owe me that discount on the first few months of rent."

Nolan nodded and said aloud, "Frank, thanks for the tour. I think I need to get my slaves back home."

It took a few minutes, but Nolan got his slaves back on their feet, and then he got them all back in the van and headed home.

As he drove, he thought back to the agreement with Frank. Frank was a strict owner. His slaves did what was expected of them, and they were treated fairly. Unfortunately, that meant that he rarely needed to discipline his slaves. Once they became a problem, Frank got rid of them and replaced them. So, he needed one of them to volunteer for the punishment demonstration. Freckles was getting two nights with MT and BT in return for agreeing to be punished.

The slaves were really quiet on the drive.

When they got home, Nolan ordered Zara, "There are hamburgers and hot dogs in the fridge. There is a BBQ outside. You are a chef. Direct them to get lunch ready. There should be enough for a salad and some other things. Use your imagination. It is 11:20 now. We will eat at 12:30." Nolan then pointed through the window. There was a run-down building maybe 200 feet away. "I'll be over in the cottage."

Nolan left, and the six slaves, after what they saw at the farm, got busy making lunch

Nolan went to the cottage next door, where his temporary office was located. He turned on his computer and checked his email. There were a few things to respond to. George had sent him an update on the houses he was finishing for his friends. Carmen did take up the offer to build her house there.

Nolan was still figuring out what to do with the lot he bought for himself, but it was no longer needed since he had bought this farm. He had some ideas but wanted to talk to his friends and the city about that area first.

He had finished gathering some stacks of paper and file folders, along with some general supplies to bring with him to lunch.

He heard a knock on the door. He said, "Come."

Tentatively, Elly came in. She said, "Sir, Lunch is ready."

Nolan stood and said, "Great ten minutes early."

Elly smiled seductively. She asked, "I could give you an early dessert before lunch?" She was staring at Nolan's crotch.

Nolan chucked. He thought, "Good, trying to stay on my good side."

He said, "Thanks, I appreciate the offer, and I definitely will be taking you up on it later, but lunch and business first."

He handed Elly a pile to carry. They arrived at the dining room. The other five slaves were all sitting, waiting nervously.

Nolan motioned for Elly to sit while he stood by his chair at the head of the table. They all looked at him apprehensively after the display at the farm.

He then handed out file folders to each slave and asked Elly to give each slave a pen. Each folder contained the name of one of the slaves. "While we eat, this is the information that I have on each of you. I want you to review your file and use the pen to make any corrections. If you have any questions, please ask. You have an hour and a half. Then we will go for a bathroom break while the table is cleaned, and then I will go into detail on my plans for both this place," he gestured to the house around them, "and each of you."

The only noise in the room was of eating and pages flipping.

Bailey loudly inhaled, "You even have a picture of me from my high school yearbook."

Nolan said, "There were twelve slaves I was interested in at the auction. The auction house provided me with some information on each of you, but I hired private investigators to get me more details on all twelve of them. I wanted to know as much as I could about each of you."

Zara commented, "There is a picture of you in my restaurant."

Keisha snarled, "You have a picture of that bitch my husband was fucking."

Nolan asked, "Is that going to be a problem?"

Keisha realized where she was again and said, "No, sir. Sorry, sir."

They all quietly continued to go through the files. Nolan saw the odd note being added. He handed out some Post-it notes and asked them to use them to flag the pages they had written on. There was the odd gasp as they read details that they were surprised to see.

Maria gasped, "There is a picture of me fucking my ex-boyfriend." She glanced at me in shock.

Nolan looked a little sheepish, "I assume you knew about the video on the porn site. A PI found it."

I could see the anger on her face. She said, "If I kill him, I guess I max out my slavery sentence."

Nolan said, "Well, I hope we can avoid that. Add a note, and I'll get Carmen to take down the video."

Maria looked relieved.

Priya started crying after turning one page in her folder.

Nolan asked, "What is it?"

Priya cried, "There is a picture of my boyfriend here. I guess I won't see him again." Elly and Maria, sitting on either side of her, put arms around her.

Priya said, "He was also up for auction. I heard someone say he was sold to someone on the West Coast. We were only convicted three weeks ago and were last-minute additions to the auction. The auction house did prepare me that I would eventually realize this and could break down, but I didn't expect to see his picture."

Nolan looked puzzled. Maria picked up on it. She said, "As part of our preparation for the auction, the psychiatrists that they have us talk to talk to us about potential emotional issues."

Nolan said, "I'm not trying to be insensitive, but the reality is that if you hadn't committed a crime, none of you would be in this situation."

Priya responded, "I know, but I will still miss him." She then straightened up and looked at Nolan, "I'll do my best for you, sir. I'm sorry for breaking down."

By the time lunch was finished, they had all gone through their files. They handed Nolan all the files, which Nolan reviewed for new comments while the slaves cleaned up the table.

Once everything was cleaned up and everyone had a chance to go to the bathroom, they gathered again at the table.

Nolan started. "OK, formal introduction time. My name is Nolan Thompson. I am 29; up until a year ago, I was an accountant, but then I won, after taxes, $69 million in the lottery." He heard one of the slaves whistle.

Nolan continued, "I have no family but a great group of friends. Carmen, the woman who was with me last night, is one of them and also my lawyer. In case you are wondering, we are not in a relationship. She is a lesbian, and frankly, all she wanted to do last night was to jump in the back of the van with all of you. She is a bit of a pussy hound." There were some giggles from that.

Continuing, "After living the playboy life for a while, I decided that I wanted to buy some slaves and use you to grow my money." Nolan saw some nervous looks from the slaves. He laughed, "Don't worry, I am not going to prostitute you out. Although you all are gorgeous and, in normal circumstances, way out of my league, I actually want to use your brains."

The slaves glanced at each other.

He stated, "My philosophy as an owner is that if you treat me with respect, I will treat you with respect. I don't plan to be quick to punish, but I will punish if I think it is necessary. Do you understand?"