Authors Note: This continues the story that I teased at the end of the original "Slave Camp: Drunk Slave Buyer 2: George". This is the last story of the trilogy, so there is no teaser at the end of this one.
When I wrote the teaser for this story, I wrote it as a challenge to myself. I just came up with a scenario without any idea for an actual story. The tricky part with this one was finding a story where he had the money to buy a slave. I hope you enjoy.
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How we left off from part 2.
Well, after the wedding, we did go out for another night of drinks to celebrate, and of course, there was another slave sale--all these amazing coincidences. This time, Jim found out why bringing home your slave ex-girlfriend has unexpected consequences with your wife.
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Slave Camp: Drunk Slave Buyer 3: Jim
It was shortly after George's wedding and second honeymoon. It was the end of another long work week. Jim, George, and Fred were going out for dinner and drinks after work to their usual haunt.
They were sitting there eating dinner. Jim said, "Hey, after dinner, before we go for drinks, Susan, believe it or not, asked me to check the slave sale tonight."
George asked, "Why?"
Jim replied, "Susan and I were looking at our childcare expenses. She wondered if we could buy a slave to look after the kids. Say, we get one for 40K. That is almost how much we pay each year right now for both kids."
George stated, "Remember what happened to me. How can you know if the slave is going to go all psycho on you?"
Jim stared at George, "First, we are going before we have drinks. I know that we are batting 500 on slaves right now. Fred worked out well with Cheryl, and of course, yours tried to kill you, but as I discussed with Susan, unless I feel 200% secure with the slave, my money is staying in my pocket."
Fred joked, "Cheryl mentioned Susan's idea to me. She ordered me to make sure that you bought a slave that would be qualified and safe for the kids. With all the orders she has been giving me lately, maybe I was a bit hasty giving her early manumission."
They tossed around ideas about the qualifications that the slave would need to have. Of course, George and Fred had to give Jim a hard time and decided her physical attributes were far more important. They also decided that since Jim was delaying their move to the bar for some overdue drinking, he would pick up the check at dinner.
Jim reluctantly put his credit card down.
They paid the entrance fees for the slave sale. They walked through the male section first. There was a six-foot-six guy that was built like a brick shit house that had a massive cock. George commented, "Maybe Susan was secretly looking for someone to take care of her?"
Fred laughed as Jim swore at the two of them.
They wandered over to the female section. They asked a few questions to the owners who had slaves for sale that didn't look like they would scare the kids, but so far, they had no luck.
Then Jim came to a stop with a shocked look on his face.
Fed asked, "What is it?"
Jim said, "You aren't going to believe it, but that is my ex-girlfriend from college."
George asked, "Joanne?"
Jim replied, "I think so."
They approached the owner to ask, but Joanne beat them to it. She exclaimed, "Jim!"
Jim met Joanne in college in their freshman year, and they quickly became an item. Unfortunately, her mother got sick in their junior year, and she had to quit school in order to help her out. Her father was no longer in the picture. They had decided to break up and eventually lost contact with each other.
The owner turned and glanced at her. He turned back to Jim and asked, "Are you interested in her?"
Jim asked, "What have you been using her for?"
The owner said, "She has been a maid in our house and looking after our kids, but I just got a job overseas and..."
Fred finished, "And, of course, slaves can't be removed from the country."
The owner said, "Yes, so like the other things that we own that we are getting rid of, we are unfortunately having to sell Joanne. My kids will really miss her."
Jim asked, "Can I talk to her?"
The Owner replied, "Go ahead."
He gave George the side eye as he noticed him checking Joanne out. Joanne was in her thirties. They went to college together, so she was the same age as Jim. She was a little overweight, brunette, five-six with B-cup breasts.
Jim asked her, "What happened?"
Joanne got a tear in her eye. She said, "It was after mom's funeral. I couldn't sleep for a few days and fell asleep driving to get some groceries. I ran into a bus shelter." She then cried, "I killed someone. They gave me twenty years. I have fifteen left." She started to cry some more.
After a minute and after wiping the tears from her eyes, she said, "He was kind enough to buy me. He learned that I had a degree in early childhood education and bought me to look after his kids."
Jim turned back to the owner and said, "I am interested, but could you talk to my wife?"
The owner said, "Sure."
Jim pulled out his phone and called his wife Susan. When she answered, he said, "Susan, I think I have found a slave. Do you want to talk to the owner?" Susan said yes, and Jim handed his phone over to him.
The owner talked with Susan for a few minutes before he handed Jim his phone back.
Susan said, "Jim, I think she will work out. Her current owner had her start when his kids were the same age."
Jim responded, "Susan, I have to tell you something. This is Joanne, my ex-girlfriend from college. You don't think that could be an issue?"
Susan asked, "Are you saying you want to have sex with her?"
Jim shook his head, "Of course not, but it could get awkward."
Susan instructed, "Well, if you think she will be a problem, then maybe we should look for someone else."
Jim thought momentarily, "Susan, I love you, and you are the only woman for me. I doubt we could find someone else, and I know she is a caring person. She broke up with me to look after her mother, after all. I know her, and I know she wouldn't hurt our children. I just wanted to make sure that we both thought this all the way through. If you are OK with her being my ex, then I am OK with buying her."
Jim could feel the smile coming through the phone as Susan's tone of voice changed. "Great. So try and get a good price and let me know so I can pick her up and you and the boys can go and have fun."
Jim hung up. He turned to the owner and said, "We will buy her."
The owner asked, "So you would use her to look after your kids?"