Slave Camp Jim Ch 01 02

Authors Note: Last fall I was lucky enough to discover this site. I enjoyed reading many of the stories and I thought that it could be fun to contribute.

This got me thinking about Gamblnluck's Slave Camp story. Now, I don't want to come across as criticizing other Slave related stories, but to me, Gamblnluck wrote a fairly complete set of world rules in his Slave Camp related stories that worked for me. I thought of a few story ideas that I wanted to explore in that world. I reached out to Gamblnluck and he was kind enough to allow me to play in the world he created.

This is the first storyline that I came up with. Once complete it will be in the 20-plus chapter range. I have written half of them and Gamblnluck has provided invaluable feedback to me.

Now, while working and rewriting this storyline, I used the other 10 stories that I have posted here to hopefully get me in a position where my story telling doesn't let me down too much.

This is the first 2 chapters and I plan on posting them every week or so. Eventually, I will catch up to the chapters that are still a work in progress. I hope to keep on top of the writing and not have too many delays in getting chapters out.

I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to reading your comments.

All characters are 18 or older

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Chapter 1 -- The crime

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It wasn't football season, but when it is your first Saturday with four young slave girls and you have cheerleader outfits for them, you pull up a football game on demand from the football network and you tell the girls that they need to find a way to celebrate each and every touchdown that is scored. I picked a high-scoring game.

Of course, before the game started, I had them go through some of the cheers they did when they were cheerleaders for their high school football team. Of course, when I gave them the cheerleader outfits, I conveniently forgot to give them the panties.

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You see, a week and a bit earlier, these four young women had decided that it would be a good idea to try and rob my computer and phone sales and services store.

My name is Jim Fontenot. I am 26. Yes, I am young to own a small computer company, but I and my older sister Lisa were lucky enough to be left enough money to start our own businesses by our grandfather, Frank Fontenot. Lisa has a women's clothing store and design studio in this building that we jointly own.

When I was 12, our parents died in a car accident. As a result, we were raised by our grandfather. Frank was a very prominent lawyer. He sadly passed from cancer while Lisa and I were in college.

It was a slow Thursday at "Fontenot Computers and Consulting". One of my employees was having a birthday. Since business was slow, I sent all the staff that was in the store and office at the time out on my tab for lunch to celebrate.

I usually spend my time on the small business side, reviewing proposals that my team had put together for updating clients' computer networks, however, I do enjoy returning occasionally to the origins of my business at the store. To keep my skills up, I was working away on a phone repair when four people wearing balaclavas barged into the store pointing guns at me. One of them gestured with their gun to the cabinet with the new cell phones and tablets and demanded that I open it.

I quickly hit the silent alarm under the desk I was working at and got up to do as they demanded, but one of them must have thought that I wasn't moving fast enough and shoved me. Unfortunately, this caused me to trip on a chair leg and as I fell, I hit my head on the edge of the counter.

My head exploded in pain, and the pain paralyzed me for a minute. I heard them yell to get up, but my body wouldn't move. I was kicked and punched a few times, but they then realized that I was basically out of it.

I felt one of them reach into my pockets and pull out my keys. Later, looking at the video I saw that they must have thought that there was a key that would open the case, but after some earlier break-ins, I had replaced the locks with combinations. Realizing this, they threw the keys to the ground and then started to look around for something that would break the cabinet glass. However, after those earlier break-ins, I also replaced the glass with plexiglass which is much harder to break.

Once they realized that they couldn't get to the phones, they started to freak out and decided a round of kicking and punching me would be a great way to get out their frustrations.

One of them realized that they had been there too long, and they ran out of the store leaving me on the ground. The police arrived a few minutes later. When my sister Lisa heard the commotion, she ran out of her store to see what was happening. She accompanied me in the ambulance to the hospital.

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The girls went through a routine that had a lot of high kicks. I was mesmerized by the flashes of pussy that I was seeing. Jackie then did some kind of flip which ended up with her upside down in my lap doing splits right in front of my face. I couldn't pass that up and dived right into her pussy with my tongue until she maneuvered herself away shaking a finger at me. "Not yet," she said.

Jackie, although a year older than her sister Julie, might have been her identical twin. They were both 5'4" and had nice C-cup size tits. Jennifer was the shortest of the four at 5'3" and with the smallest tits. She had a cute pair of A-cups. Of course, during the routine Susanne's D-cups on her 5'7" frame caught my eye the most.

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Although I just had a black eye and bruising, fortunately, nothing was broken. The Doctor wanted me to stay overnight to monitor my head. I had a mild concussion and they wanted to ensure that it wasn't anything more serious.

Lisa was staying with me at the hospital to keep me company. Although she was only 2 years older than me, she still viewed me as her baby brother.

François Bordelon and his wife Annick dropped by to see how I was doing.

François is our lawyer. He was a partner of our Grandfather in their law firm. He and his wife Annick are in their 60s and are like an uncle and aunt to us. They never had children.

Annick stood beside me and touched my hair in a motherly way. "How are you feeling?"

I grabbed her hand with mine and squeezed it reassuringly. "I feel sore all over, but my headache is the biggest problem. The Doctor said that my head should settle down overnight and I should be able to go home tomorrow."

"That's good," she said, trying to be reassuring. She looked at the worried look on Lisa's face and went over and put an arm around her to comfort her.

François said, "I talked to your staff and the police. The police have the security video. Your staff showed me what happened. You are lucky that it wasn't worse. If they actually had some strength, they could have broken some bones."

"Do they know who they are yet?" I asked.

"Not yet, but it is early. The women, and yes, all four were young women were picked up removing their balaclavas on the security cameras hidden in the alley beside the store. There is a good video of their faces. It shouldn't be too long before they find them."

"That's good. At least they should be able to catch them."

François continued, "It's not just that. If they are convicted, you have a decision to make."

"What decision?" I asked.

"Well, with the slave laws, you will have to decide if you want them as restitution?"

I looked across at Lisa in shock. I had forgotten about that, and the thought hadn't crossed my mind. But then I saw a sly grin grow on Lisa's face.

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The girls had me pretty worked up with the cheerleader routines. I decided that I wanted to see what they had in store for me with each touchdown. I knew there was one in this game from the opening kickoff.

The way this sex game went, was that they had from the time the touchdown was scored to the time of the kick-off to the other team to get me off. If they didn't get me off, then one of the girls would pick a punishment out of a jar.

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The next day I woke up, and although my head had cleared up, my body felt sorer. Lisa had stayed the night with me. The Doctor said I was fine but should take it easier for a few days.

We went home after lunch. I moved to the living room to rest on the sofa and watch TV.

We live in our 6-bedroom house that has been in the family for several generations. Our grandfather left it to us. We did some major renovations so that both Lisa and I each had a master suite and due to our love of cooking had a large chef's kitchen installed. François and Annick live next door.

My business manager, my second in command, David dropped by to see how I was doing and to apologize for leaving me alone in the store. I said it was all good. We had no way of knowing what would happen. I told him I would be back at work once my body stopped aching.

François and Annick brought over dinner that night and provided an update.

"They identified and arrested the girls. It helped that they were already well known."

"What do you mean well known? Have they done something like this before?" I asked.

"No, they are well known because their parents are rich. They appear on the society pages of the newspaper."

Flabbergasted, "And they felt the need to rob a store?"

"We don't know why they did it, but the police arrested them this afternoon and they are in custody. Three of the women are 19 and the other one is 18."

"Well, that's good. I know Lisa and I are well off, but I don't think we are the entitled bitches like these girls. Grandfather never gave us things. If we wanted something, we had to work for it." I glanced at Annick, realizing that I said "bitches". "Sorry Annick."

"Don't worry, that was my assessment of them as well." She said as she smiled.

François glanced at Lisa and me and said, "There is a minor complication."

Lisa spoke up, "What?"

"Their parents want a meeting."

I asked, "What for?"

"My guess is that they want to offer you something so you drop the charges. With the video, they don't have much to defend the girls with, so that is likely their only option." He saw me start to object, but he waved me off. "I suggest that you meet with them. It doesn't cost us anything to see what they have to say. They are in a hurry to meet because the trial is on Monday. At the girl's arraignment, with the video evidence and with the way the slave laws work, trials occur very quickly."

"OK, I trust your opinion."

I saw that François had that deep-in-thought look on his face. "What are you thinking?"

"I have a lawyer friend who has experience with slave law. I think she even owns some. I will reach out to her. She would likely be able to provide some insight for us."

I looked at Lisa and we nodded at each other. She spoke for us. "That sounds like a great idea. See what you can line up."

We chit-chatted for a few minutes more and they left so I could sleep.

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As I said, a touchdown was scored on the opening kickoff, so the girls tackled me with gusto. Susanne and Jackie alternated making out with me while sisters Jackie and Julie licked up and down my cock and alternately sucked me off while playing with my balls. I blew my load all over Jackie and Julie's faces.

Round one for the girls.

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The next morning, François called to say that the parents wanted to meet at his firm's office in the early afternoon. I checked with Lisa, and we said that we would be there.

We arrived and briefly talked to François. He had no idea what they would be proposing. On the other front, he told me that had talked to his Lawyer friend about getting together to discuss slavery, and they had made arrangements to meet at a restaurant for dinner.

We walked into the meeting room. The mother and father of the 18 and 19-year-old sisters were there as well as both parents of one of the other girls. Only the mother was there for the other 19-year-old girl. They brought two lawyers who came across as pompous asses.

François introduced himself, Lisa, and myself. The two pompous lawyers looked nervously at each other. They had thought that François was fully retired and didn't realize that he was representing us. They had just reached out to a junior lawyer at the firm. François had a reputation for being one of the toughest lawyers in the city.

One of the parents started. I am not going to recount all the bullshit that came out of her mouth. Basically, describing their daughters as if they were angels that lived in the clouds. I shot them down by pointing out that I was recovering from clouds that their "angels" hit me with.

One of the lawyers stepped in at this point. "OK, we can agree that the girls sometimes have lapses of judgment. We want to know what we can offer for you to drop charges."

I glanced at François. We thought that they might try to buy their way out of this. I sternly replied, "I can assure you that you don't have enough money to bribe me to drop charges. They will be going to trial for every offense that they committed. And besides, our grandfather was Frank Fontenot. We obviously don't need your money."

The parents then look nervously at each other. They then step aside with their lawyers for a quick discussion. One of the lawyers produces some paper that they put on the table in front of me. "This is a contract. If the girls are found guilty and are made slaves owned by you, we would like to enter into this agreement with you. What this covers is an agreement between us on how you will treat the girls while they are under your ownership. It provides you with money to cover their college expenses and care."

François picked up the papers, gave them a quick view, and rolled his eyes at me. He said, "We will review this and get back to you." The parents didn't look happy and one of them started to say something when one of their lawyers stopped them.

I said, "I can't commit to anything at this time as I am still trying to understand the implications of slave ownership. Also, due to my injuries, I think I need to rest again. We will be in touch."

Both Lawyers thanked me for my time, and François and Lisa saw them to the door.

I wasn't really tired, I just wanted to get rid of them. They disgusted me. We sat and reviewed their contract. We got a feeling that the girl's parents thought they lived in a completely different reality than the rest of us.

After a few minutes, we all just sat back in our chairs bewildered. "So am I getting this? Basically, they want to pay me $2000 a month to be a landlord, eunuch, and housemom to these girls. Is that what the rest of you read?"

François looked up from the papers and said, "Yes, that is what I get as well. They want the girls to go to college. They will cover their school expenses and will pay you $2000 for room and board. In return, you can't touch them, punish them, sell them, etc. Basically, you will be roommates."

"Well, that isn't going to fly." I responded. "I think they are in a dream world. As I understand it, if I get them in restitution, I own them and can really do what I want with them. Correct?"

François nodded, "You are essentially correct. You can do what you want with them within reason."

Everyone at the table nodded.

"So, really the power is in my court and the parents are under the naive impression that I am too stupid to realize it. I think then the next step is getting feedback from your lawyer friend this afternoon. Get an understanding of the responsibilities of slave ownership."

We all agreed. I decided to go home and rest so I wouldn't be worn down at dinner.

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Chapter 2 -- Getting ready to be a Slave owner

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The next touchdown was shortly after the first. Susanne tried to tit fuck me with her D-size tits, while the other girls kissed me all over. My cock hadn't recovered from the first touchdown, so the girls had to pull a punishment out of the jar. Jennifer pulled out "Lie on the floor with your pussies in view of Jim and finger fuck yourselves until the next touchdown. You aren't allowed to orgasm without permission from Jim."

The girls groaned. I knew that the next touchdown wouldn't be for another 10 minutes but was looking forward to the show.

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The four of us arrived at the restaurant. François's lawyer friend was there with a man and a young woman.

François introduced them. "Jim, Lisa, Annick, this is Lou Player. She is one of the best lawyers in town and has become an expert in the legalities around judicial slaves." We shook hands.

Lou introduced the other two. "This is Derek Robichaud. He is a slave owner and I think you will get some valuable knowledge from him.", another round of handshakes.

"And this is Caroline, one of Derek's slaves. She came along because she just finished going to college, so can speak to her experience." Caroline held out her hand to shake. I looked to Derek for his approval.

Derek smailed and said, "Go ahead, she doesn't bite."

I shook hands with Caroline and said, "I'm sorry. I have been in and around slaves, but have never been introduced to one, so didn't know if I needed permission from your owner, or what the protocols are."

Caroline responded, "I'm sure some slave owners are like that, but Derek and Lou aren't."

Derek added cryptically, "Sometimes I don't know who is the owner and who is the slave." Lou laughed like this was an inside joke. Continuing, "All I wanted was a simple retirement and look at all the trouble I have myself in."

Lisa spoke up, "Well, why don't we sit and eat, and we can understand what you mean."

While we ate, Derek explained the circumstances that led to him being a slave owner. Caroline's parents had attempted to frame Derek for a crime to get his money. Caroline was sentenced as she had assisted her parents. Since then, Derek has bought more slaves, turning them into a money-making enterprise. He has 11 slaves here and 10 in Florida. Caroline is his head slave here and basically runs things for him. "That is why I made the reference to not knowing if I am the owner or the slave sometimes because although I am the owner, I have so many women in my life, sometimes it is just easier to just do what they say."

Lou then spoke up smiling, "And sometimes the non-slaves in your life boss you around as well."

Derek responded affectionately, "I never should have allowed you and Sarah to move it, you two are going to be the end of me."

"Well, then you wouldn't have been able to have children with us."

François stepped in, "Wait, you are the father of Lou and Sarah's children? Lou, I thought you and Sarah were a couple and you got pregnant through In Vitro Fertilisation?"

Lou responded, "Well, we are, but after we met Derek and got to know him and how he treats people, we knew that he was special. And besides, he is better than a plastic fuck toy." Derek, Lisa, and Annick all turned red.

Lisa mumbled, "Not sure that I could do that."

Lou picks up on that, "Lisa, are you also gay?"

Lisa replies, "Sorry, yes, I'm gay. I was just thinking that I doubted that I could go through with sex with a guy to get pregnant. I have seen Jim naked and that was enough for me. I'm definitely not into cock. I always thought of the In Vitro route, whenever I am ready."

I decided that we needed to change the subject. "So, you mentioned having a business of owning slaves. Do you mean by using them as labor?"

After recovering his complexion, Derek said. "Yes, but not like that." He then went on to describe some of the situations that he is involved with. Most of his slaves have regular jobs. He gets their wages but ensures that contributions are being made to their retirement funds. That is the incentive that once their slave sentences are completed, they at least have a retirement built up.