Slave Camp: Jim

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

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Chapter 3 -- The Trial

The third touchdown of the game was scored. The girls decided to kiss me all over while Jennifer rode me cowgirl style. After watching the girls playing with themselves, it didn't take long for me to explode into her. No punishment this round.

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The trial was on Monday. François, Lisa, and I arrived at the courthouse 30 minutes early so we could meet with the DA Helen Leblanc.

Helen gave us an outline of what was going to happen. Trials now are very quick, so we could have a verdict today. Since I was partially knocked out all I could attest to was to the point that the four assailants attacked me. I might also be asked why the store has so many security cameras. She said that the guns that they had were fake, but from a law standpoint, it doesn't matter if they were fake or real. She thought this was a slam dunk and couldn't think of the defense angle since there was so much high-definition video and each girl was clearly shown when they took off the masks.

The trial was presided over by Judge Boudreaux.

The accused were brought into the room. I tried to get a good look at them. I was seeing them really for the first time. We had looked at their social media pics, but some of them looked staged, so this was the first time to compare them against reality. They all looked cute, and all looked slim, but they also looked like they had been through hell, although the girl that I later would find out was Jackie, had a defiant look on her face. Their lawyers stood with them. They all plead not guilty.

The judge asked for the prosecution. Helen asked me to take the stand. I was asked to describe the events of that morning. I told them how my employees were at a birthday lunch and I was alone in the store. I was working when four people came into the store. They were waving what looked like guns and told me to open the case with all the new phones. I was standing to walk over to the case to open it when one of the girls shoved me. I tripped and hit my head and was barely conscious for the rest of the robbery.

Helen then asked about my injuries. I stated that I had a concussion, black eye, and bruises all over my body.

Helen said she had no more questions and turned me over to the defense.

The defense lawyer stood and asked, "Mr. Fontenot, I am sorry that you are injured. Can you identify the people that did this to you? Are they in the court?"

"Well, they wore masks, but based on the video feed, it was those women." And I pointed to them.

"So you never saw them in person, just based on the video?"

I answered. "Correct. They were wearing masks, so I can't identify them from just the time that they arrived in the store until I blacked out."

"Thank you. Now you have a very high-tech security system in your store. Now I know that stores like yours are a frequent target of thieves, but isn't the level you have in your store a little excessive?"

"Well, you might think so, but since I have all the technical knowledge in-house with my staff, the labor was basically free for me to get it installed, so my team made a bit of a game of it. They did the installs, and then they had a little pool to see how many cameras I could find. I only found half of the cameras. It was a good experience for my team, and we have set up security for other businesses as an offshoot of this."

He then went on, "And you have cameras outside of the store as well. Correct?" I agreed. "And do you have permission from the landlord for these exterior cameras?"

I was puzzled. I looked at Helen and François. They were shaking their heads with a look that said that the defense lawyers were idiots. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"The exterior cameras. You would need the landlord's permission correct? You would need written permission from..." he checked his notes "... J and L F Inc. You would need permission from that company in order to install the exterior cameras."

I said, "I guess."

He smiled. I think they thought that if they could determine that the exterior cameras were illegally installed the video would be excluded. "Well, did you get written permission from the landlord?"

I looked puzzled and told the truth. "No."

He then smiled at the parents and said. "I am finished with this witness."

Helen stood and asked the judge if she could ask a follow-up question. The judge agreed.

She asked, "Mr. Fontenot one question. Who owns J and L F Inc.?"

I smiled and replied. "My sister and I own 100% of that company. We bought the building with the money our grandfather left us and set up a real estate holding company for it."

Helen said to the judge, "I don't have any more questions." The judge said that I could leave.

As I walked into the gallery I could hear one of the lawyers whispering with one of the parents. "but you said they rented their stores. You didn't tell me that they owned the fucking building.....we are so fucked."

The rest of the trial was a farce. The video showed the girls taking off the masks in the alley. Each girl had a different pair of shoes, so it was easy to tell which girl did what. The guns used were realistic toy guns, but in the eyes of the court, there was no difference.

Once the evidence was all presented the Judge asked for an adjournment and said he would have a decision shortly.

We left the courtroom and hung out in the atrium. We got a coffee and waited. François said that he didn't even know where the lawyers were going with the exterior video because even on the minuscule chance that they could have gotten it excluded, there was other video from the area.

Eventually, François's phone beeped. He checked his text messages and Helen had texted him that the Judge was coming back in.

Everyone assembled. The girls looked like they were on the verge of tears and kept glancing at me.

The Judge arrived. He said, "This is one of the easier cases that I have presided over. There was a clear video of the girls committing the crime and then removing their disguises. Will the accused please stand?" The girls stood. "I find all 4 of you guilty." He then referred to his notes. "Juliet Guidry, Jacqueline Guidry, Susanne LeBlanc, and Jennifer Kwan, for 10 years you will become judicial slaves owned by Mr. Fontenot as restitution for your crimes."

The Judge went on with a couple of administrative items and left the court.

The girls were crying as they were ushered from the courtroom.

François, Helen, Lisa, and I were standing in the atrium after the trial was complete.

I said, "Helen, Thank you for getting us justice."

"You are welcome. I understand that you have been in touch with Derek. He will be a good resource to talk to if you have any questions. Sorry, I must get ready for my next trial. Good Luck." And Helen hurried off.

I turned to François, "Can we set up a meeting with the parents for this afternoon? I want to get that conversation about their 'contract' over with."

He said yes, and off he went. I looked at Lisa and said, "The adventure now begins."

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The fourth touchdown was scored shortly after the last one. Between the fucking this morning and so far during the game, I think that I was almost tapped out. Julie tried to get my hard by sucking me off, but I needed more time before I could be ready again. The punishment was 10 spanks on each girl's ass.

I, of course, fondled their asses and between their legs between each spank and drew the spankings out as long as I could. I didn't spank them excessively hard. Just hard enough to get a satisfying "smack" sound and to make their asses nice and red.

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François, Annick, Lisa, and I gathered Monday afternoon, putting the finishing touches on the proposal so it was ready for the evening meeting with the parents and their lawyers. We had put a couple of throw-away items to use as bargaining chips. At the least, they would help the relationship with the parents to show that we could be reasonable. Although the girls are my responsibility, the parents are like having three sets of in-laws that I must deal with. Although Lisa and I could fund the girl's education, why should we if we can get the money from them and not be too impacted by the agreement?

"I am kind of the same mindset as Derek. I'm going to be a little possessive of the girls and don't want to share them. Well, outside of Lisa and any dating relationships that we have."

"For Punishments, obviously no punishments should do any permanent harm, but there are discipline issues and criminal issues. If there are criminal issues, then it is up to me how to escalate. We could handle in-house with punishment and not go to the cops, but if repeats, we can get the police involved and then I can decide if that slave is too disruptive to keep and sell."

The Parents and their lawyers finally show up in the evening. The parents looked like they had been punched in the guts. We all gather around the dining room table.

François starts. "Before we start discussing the agreement, is there anything from the trial that you want to discuss?"

A parent spoke up. The father of the sisters. "What is your mindset concerning the girls."

I said. "My long-term mindset is at the end of their sentences they will be able to work, be successful, and not be fucked up by the experience of being a slave. As such I want them to go to college and then work in a related profession so that they can continue to work after the sentence is up. In the short term, based on their prior behavior and the trouble that they have gotten themselves into, there will be punishments to get them in line."

There was silence.

François spoke up. "Here is our counter agreement." He handed out copies of our agreement to everyone at the table. "Frankly, Jim doesn't need to have an agreement with you. He could just shut you out of the girls' lives, do what he wanted with them, and then sell them off once he gets bored of them. However, although he is bitter about being put into this position, he does want what is best for the girls."

I let that sink in for a moment and then spoke to some of the agreement details. "In the agreement, I am allowed to give out punishments as I deem fit. You will have to trust me on this one because it is really hard to put rules around this. Let's look at an extreme scenario. One of the girls kills someone. Now assuming that a Judge allows me to keep their ownership after the murder trial, I would be inclined to sell them and get rid of them. However, say that they killed someone protecting me or one of the other girls. In that case, from my perspective, they were helping me, so I would want to keep her."

They reluctantly nod in agreement to my point. "Why don't you spend a few minutes and review the full agreement so we can discuss it?"

They huddle at the end of the table to review. One of the lawyers took notes. There was a couple of heated discussions. After twenty minutes, they appear to have finished.

The lawyer who took notes starts to ask questions. "We have reviewed. For the most part, we are OK. You agree not to sell any of the girls unless there is an exceptional circumstance where having the girl in the house is not feasible. Could we add that if you decide to sell, her parents can match the highest bidder to buy her?"

I looked at François and Lisa. "Agreed, but they only have 24 hours to match." He nodded. Annick was busy noting revisions to the contract.

"We are OK with the provisions that you and Lisa would be able to have sex with the girls and anyone that you are in a dating, engaged, or married relationship with, but can we remove the text allowing them to be used as sexual bonuses for your business employees?"

François winked at me. This was one of the throw-away items. I made an appearance to discuss this with Lisa. said, "Agreed."

"Reluctantly, we agree to trust you with punishments, but can we add that if there are any situations where the girls are in legal situations where the authorities are getting involved the girl's parents are alerted and consulted? The final decisions are still with you."

I glanced at François and Lisa, and they both shrugged. I said. "Agreed."

"There are only mentions of scheduled visits of the parents to the girls. Can we also add that the girls can visit and stay overnight at their parent's homes once a month?"

We had thought through that but didn't put it in the agreement as this was another item to establish trust with them. I said. "Only with the provision that they are not to be involved in any sexual activity or punishments unless I am either present or I have given permission. In addition, if there is a change in schedule or location of the overnight stay, I will be notified."

The lawyer looked at the parents, and they all nodded their heads. "Agreed".

The lawyer continued, "Two of the mothers here go to the lady's retreat that happens every month or so. Do you know what that is?"

I look at Lisa. "We have but are not certain what goes on there."

"We know sex is already discussed, but I have been asked to add to the agreement that the girls are never to attend the lady's weekend."

I looked at Lisa, even more curious as to what happened at this retreat. "Agreed."

He continued, "The last item is monetary compensation. The parents agree to cover all college expenses, but on our agreement, we had $2000 per girl per month to cover their food and housing and you have $4000 per girl per month. Can we meet in the middle at $3000?"

I looked at François. This was another of our compromise points. "Agreed."

The lawyer concluded. "Well, that was the end of our notes. Is there anything else from your side?"

François looked at Lisa and I. We shrugged. "Nothing at this time. We will get the agreement revised and send a copy over to your office. Once you have reviewed the final version, we can schedule a time to get the agreement signed."

I added, "We will need your daughter's clothing. Perhaps if we get the agreement sorted out by tomorrow afternoon, you can bring over their clothing and we can sign it at that time."

They nodded. They looked almost as resigned to the situation as their daughters. I thought "Hey, I could have fucked them over, but I'm getting $12,000 a month. Without the agreement, if the girls behaved, I probably still would have allowed them to visit their parents. "

We all shook hands. I added before they left. "I do have the best interests of your girls in mind." And then I thought to myself "Because you didn't. Look where they are now."

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I still wasn't ready when the fifth touchdown was scored. The girls rubbed their tits all over me, but my cock was still recovering. Susanne pulled out the next punishment "Do jumping jacks until the next touchdown. If you aren't naked yet. Take off your cheerleader outfit."

I sat back on the couch and just watched all those youthful tits bouncing up and down.

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Tuesday morning, Lisa and I took the most important step in the process. We went to the Slave Induction Center to get our Slave Owner's Licenses. We had reviewed the owner and slave responsibilities and easily passed the test. We also had François and Annick get licenses so we were covered in the event we needed to leave one or more of them with them.

Back at home, we worked at clearing out the rooms the girls would use. There wasn't time to get new furniture, so decided to assign the girls two to a room. Jennifer and Susanne in one, and Julie and Jackie in the other. Easier for us to keep an eye on them. If there were more clothes, then they could use the other bedrooms for closet space.

In the afternoon, their parents arrived with their lawyers. They had signed the revised agreement. After François and Annick reviewed the signed copy to ensure that they weren't pulling a fast one on us, I signed the agreement, and they handed over the first cheque for $12,000.

We helped bring in the suitcases with the girl's clothing and we showed them where the girls would be living. They objected to their sharing rooms, but we also pointed out that they would then have someone to support them during this difficult transition. That was bullshit, but I wanted the $12,000 each month. They wanted to unpack, but I told them it would be better for the girls to do that and then we would return the suitcases.

They thanked us. We told them that we would work out the girl's once-a-month visitation schedule, but we wanted them to settle in with us before that started.

They left and then Lisa and I started on our list. We started going through their clothing, specifically looking at what sleepwear and underwear their parents had brought. As expected, the parents dropped off the most conservative clothing. Lisa and I had plans for a shopping trip to get more appropriate things for the girls to wear. We did set aside some clothing and shoes for picking them up the next day at the Slave Induction Center.

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That night, Ted and Tina came by to set up the bondage frame and the basics we would need to get started.

We first went through the list of his recommended equipment and some specifications for our "dungeon". The irony is that the parents are actually footing the bill for this setup.

We took Ted down to the room in the basement that we intended to use. Historical homes like this normally don't have basements, but our grandfather had the house lifted and a full basement was underpinned. Grandfather put in a series of storage rooms. Some of these were as off-site storage for legal files until his firm later found a secure storage company to send them to.

Ted said that the room was large enough, but if you added the storage room next door, it would be the perfect size. He just recommended that the room be updated with heated floors and a linoleum or other type of floor that is easy to clean. He also suggested a sink and a toilet be installed.

"The heated floors are for your comfort, not the girls. You will be naked down here as well and you don't want cold feet." He said with a wicked grin. "The sink will allow easier cleaning of the equipment and the toilet, well that can be used to give you power over even their bodily functions by having to go to the bathroom where everyone can see them. Also, some people get a kick out of being tied to the toilet and having their head pushed into it while being fucked or disciplined."

I took down the notes. I will be talking to my contractor in the coming weeks. Lisa and I also may want some minor adjustments made to our room and the girl's rooms if we wanted some kinky sessions upstairs, or if I just need to tie them in their rooms for some time.

Once the bondage frame was set up, he tied Tina up so we could practice our punishment technique. My approach was the maximum pain with the minimum damage. Ted gave us lots of suggestions. Lisa decided to have more finger fun with Tina during the lessons. Tina wasn't walking very well when we finished. She must have had a good time because she first thanked us and then she gave both Lisa and me a big hug and a deep French kiss.

She never kissed me like that when we were dating.