Slave Camp Jim Ch 15

Authors Note: Thanks again to Gamblnluck' for allowing me to play in his Slave Camp universe. Also, thanks for Harga and Sigmanfraud for their feedback.

I am not going to regurgitate the lessons that the character Rachael Dubois provides to the slaves in the Slave Camp. Gamblnluck did such a great job in the original Slave Camp story

https://www.literotica.com/s/slave-camp-ch-02

, and since the content really wouldn't change much, I would end up just copying it. I am just going to bring in the portions relevant to the direction of my story.

Thanks to Gamblnluck for his suggestions for this chapter

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Chapter 15 -- The Beach and Slave Camp -- part 1

I listened to Jackie continuing to rant about what we made her do the day and night before. I knew that she was going to Slave Camp on Monday, so I let her rant. She would get the last part of her punishment starting tomorrow.

Susanne was quiet. From what Lisa had told me in private, just before the girls came out for breakfast, she understood her punishment was for participating in the bullying years ago. She had always felt guilty about it. I think she has adequately been punished for her sins.

I was tired of hearing Jackie, so I interrupted her. "Jackie, you are getting what you deserve--both from Thursday and what you did to those women years ago." If she noticed that I said, "you are getting what you deserve" instead of "you got what you deserve," she didn't show it. The punishment wasn't over.

"Also, and this is more for Julie's sake than yours, Samantha told me that, as thanks for yesterday, she is taking the 'Slave Sisters' site down. I didn't mind it, but Julie will have some career at some point in the future, and I didn't want that following her."

I then looked at all four girls. "Girls, a week from Monday, college starts up again. So, Lisa and I decided that we would go on a mini vacation." The girls got all excited. "I have rented a cottage close to the private beach, and we will stay there until Thursday. So, we will clean the place up today and pack to leave for the cottage tomorrow."

Now, Lisa and I knew that Jackie wasn't going with us, but I didn't want her to know until tomorrow morning. I didn't want to hear her whining and ruining the mood all day.

By the end of the day, we were packed and ready to go. I kept the same sleeping arrangements and bedding Jackie again. Lisa would keep the girls in her room in the morning until I had left with Jackie. I didn't want any morning questions.

I fucked Jackie many times but again denied her orgasms. She gave me plenty of practice in edging women. A skill that I might take advantage of in the future.

We got up in the morning. We had a shower together, but instead of having breakfast, I told her to put on a T-shirt and shorts. We had an errand to run.

Jackie was a bit nervous and asked where we were going. I told her to keep quiet.

She started to panic when I pulled up in front of the Slave Induction Center.

"Jim, please, please don't sell me." She pleaded, "I'll be good."

I didn't say anything and just went to reception. She stood beside me and eyed the other slaves standing beside their sitting owners in the waiting area.

The receptionist found our reservation and gave me a number. Jackie realized that this was the reception to Slave Camp and started to complain. I told her to shut up.

We sat down to wait for our number to be called. One of the other owners started to talk to me.

"She is a cute one. Interested in a trade? I'll throw some money in?"

I could see the tears going down Jackie's face. I looked at his slave. She was older but cute. I said to him, "Thanks, but I haven't finished using this one. She just needs an attitude adjustment." and I smiled at Jackie.

He laughed, "I know the feeling. This one was getting mouthy, and she wouldn't shut up, even with a good whipping. If she wasn't such a good fuck, I would have sold her months ago." He then slapped his slave in the ass.

Another slave owner waiting spoke up. His slave was an older, stocky woman. "This one isn't even a good fuck, but she is a skilled worker. She has started making more errors on the production line, so hoping that Slave Camp will give her some motivation to get back to where she was. Ordinarily, I wouldn't care, but at her prime, she was worth any other two slaves in production."

We chatted some more, and other slaves and their owners joined us. I was checking Jackie's reactions to the conversations as she learned about the lives that other slaves were experiencing. Occasionally, I would reach over and fondle her ass or reach up and squeeze one of her tits, just to embarrass her.

Eventually, our number was called, and I stood up to go to reception. Jackie didn't move, so I gave her a swat to her ass. When that didn't work, I grabbed one of her tits through her t-shirt and dragged her forward.

We arrived at the reception desk. The receptionist said, "From here, all slaves are naked. Shoes included."

I stared at Jackie. She looked like she was going to say something but realized that she could do nothing. She removed her clothes and was balling them up when the receptionist yelled at Jackie, "Slaves will fold their clothes properly before handing them to the owner."

In a panic, Jackie folded her clothes and handed them to me. I set them on the reception desk.

The receptionist scanned my ID and her slave collar. She asked, "Does she know how long she will be here?" I shook my head. "Good, always keep them guessing."

I was surprised it took so long, but a lone tear started down Jackie's face.

She asked the next question, "Slaves are not allowed pubic hair here. Did you get her to clean herself up?"

I smirked, "We had them denuded a few weeks ago. She should be good."

She said, "Well, just in case, if we find some, should we pluck them with tweezers, or do you want to pay for laser removal?"

I said, "Tweezers are fine. There shouldn't be any."

The receptionist then attached a green tag to Jackie's collar. She looked at her. "435?". 435 is the last three digits of her slave number. Jackie didn't respond. The receptionist slapped her, which got her attention. "435, the green tag is your group color. This shows that you are here for Slave Camp training. Don't get mixed in with a group with a different color. They might be going to auction." Jackie looked scared, and the receptionist grinned.

She then asked me, "435 is pretty cute. The attendance might want to give her extra attention. Do you mind if I flag her for that? She won't be harmed, well, not too much."

I smiled. I didn't know what 'extra attention' meant, but I figured that she probably deserved it. "That would be fine."

She said, "Great, I will put a note in her file."

An attendant showed up. She told Jackie, "435, follow the attendant to breakfast."

She looked back at me. I didn't say goodbye. I just grabbed her clothes, turned around, and walked out."

When I got home, I found Lisa and the girls in the kitchen eating breakfast. I saw Julie leaning over, looking for her sister behind me. When it was apparent that she wasn't there, she asked, "Uhhh, where is Jackie?"

I sat and grabbed some cereal. I decided a recap was required. "Well, after Thursday's events, I decided that the punishment Thursday night was not going to be enough. I booked her into Slave Camp."

Julie looked sad, "So we aren't going to the beach?"

"No, we are going to the beach. Jackie isn't." I replied.

Susanne then asked, "But wasn't Thursday and then yesterday enough punishment?"

I looked sternly at her, "First, I decide when the punishment is enough. Second, you and Jackie got Saturday's punishment for being such bitches in the past. It just happens that the timing worked out for me."

Susanne then started to say, "But...."

"But what?" I demanded. "This isn't a fucking democracy. If you misbehave, you get punished. Jackie had been asking for it." I then got up and grabbed Susanne, "Maybe you weren't punished enough." I went to the living room, pulled her shorts and panties down, and pulled her over my knee. I then proceeded to give her twenty spanks on the ass. She was crying by the end.

I then pushed her on the floor. She was lying there crying. I stared at her, "Open my pants and blow me." I ordered.

Susanne scrambled to her knees and fumbled at my pants. She eventually got my cock out and then engulfed it with her mouth. I think she deep-throated me on the first go for really the first time, not wanting to aggravate me anymore. I looked up, and Lisa had Jennifer licking her while she was kissing Julie and roughly fondling her tits.

I quickly blew my load down Susanne's throat. She choked but swallowed it all down. Lisa came shortly after. I pulled Susanne up to sit on my lap and kissed her. The other two were staring at me. "Now, I hope we don't need more spankings this week. You three will behave, correct?"

They vigorously nodded their heads. Lisa just smirked as she ran one of her hands through Jennifer's hair.

"Now, let's get moving," I told them.

They hadn't showered yet, so it was still an hour before we headed out. We were going to eat lunch en route.

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Meanwhile, Jackie was getting her first experience at Slave Camp. The attendant led her deeper into the building until she was taken to a room with tables and chairs. She said to Jackie, "You will eat breakfast now." A bowl of slave chow was put in front of her. She looked around at the other slaves. They were eating their slave chow, and she noticed that one of the women's asses was red.

Jackie thought, "I wonder what that bitch did?"

Jackie took a spoonful of the slave chow but spit it out after tasting it.

The attendant looked at her, "What not good enough for little Miss Prissy? Would you like to stand and come with me for better food?"

Jackie nodded her head and stood.

The attendant laughed and said, "Well, this is all you are going to get. Not eating gets you the strap."

She then grabbed Jackie and gave her five straps across the ass. Jackie screamed at her. The attendant said, "Oh, you don't like the strap? Well, here are five more for yelling at me."

After she finished, Jackie pleaded, "No more, please, no more."

The attendant responded, "Well, if you don't want anymore, then you better eat your slave chow. That is all you are getting to eat while you are here." Once she saw Jackie take a spoonful, she turned to strap another uncooperative slave.

One of the other slaves told Jackie, "Eat it while it's warm; it tastes worse if it gets cold." This was the slave a bit older than Jackie, whose owner asked Jim about a trade. "I'm Lucy, by the way."

Jackie nodded, "Jackie." And smiled at her. She was glad to have someone to talk to.

A different attendant came in and yelled, "Group One!"

A bunch of slaves stood. Jackie didn't want the strap again, so she stood.

The attendant looked at her. "Bitch, you are a green tag. Unless you want to be part of the auction group, sit your ass down."

Jackie sat. Lucy smirked at her. Lucy hadn't moved.

Another attendant arrived. "Group Two!"

Lucy stood this time, so Jackie figured it was also safe to stand. Lucy also had a green tag on her collar. They were escorted to what she guessed was a washroom. There were toilets out in the open, but other tubes and apparatuses. It looked like a washroom out of a horror film. They were ordered to go to the bathroom. "This is your last chance for the next few hours." The attendant told them. "You don't want to find out what happens if you have to go later and make a mess."

Jackie was so nervous that she couldn't go right away. The attendant was getting impatient and pulled out her strap. Jackie closed her eyes and forced herself to relax. She finally went.

They were ushered into a room with two rows of plastic chairs. Once all the slaves were seated, a uniformed woman entered the room and stood at the podium in front of the room. She looked at them and said, "Good morning, Welcome to Slave Camp." She paused in case there was a reaction. Seeing none, she continued, "My name is Rachael Dubois. I am the senior slave processor here at the Slave Induction Center. Everyone working here reports to me." She went into a further introduction to herself and started a civics lesson on slavery.

Most of the information that she was providing, Jackie had already seen through the videos that Jim had made them watch through the Slave Master app video library, so her mind started to wander. Jackie realized that her mind was wandering a bit too much when she felt a strap impact the top of her thighs. Jackie yelped in pain and jumped to her feet.

"435! Are we boring you? Do you have somewhere better to be?" Rachael demanded.

Jackie shook her head, "No, ma'am. I'm sorry, ma'am."

"Well, you will be. Bend over and place your hands on your chair." She ordered.

Jackie complied, and Rachael promptly gave her five straps on her ass. "My understanding is that you had issues at breakfast. Keep it up, and we will start to increase the number of straps you get any time you cause a problem. Do you understand?"

Jackie placed her hand on her red ass. "I understand, ma'am; sorry again, ma'am."

She went to sit down, but Racheal said, "Stay standing."

Rachael went back to the podium. "This is a bit ahead of schedule, but since 435 is already standing, I might as well start talking about her. 435, and three of her friends decided to rob a store. They evidently couldn't get what they were looking for, so they decided to beat up the store owner. So now, the store owner will own her and her friends for the next ten years. Now, the owner, when booking her into Slave Camp, left us some details. He is letting her complete her college education over the next three years so that he can then put her to work and get her wages for the remaining seven years of her sentence. If the job she gets has 401K contributions, she will get those contributions for the seven years she is working. Oh, and do you know why they tried to rob the store? Evidently, one of her friends didn't have big enough tits, so they were robbing the store to get money for implants." There were chuckles after hearing that. Jackie turned red in embarrassment.

Rachael indicated that she could sit down. Jackie's ass was still burning, so she gently sat down in her seat.

A guard entered the room with a tray of cups and an urn of coffee. They were told to get a cup of coffee if they wanted it. Row one stood, and those who wanted coffee came forward to pour themselves a cup. Row two was allowed to get their cups. Jackie followed Lucy to get a cup, and then they sat back down. The lecture continued, and Jackie made sure that she was paying attention.

Rachael announced that she had to attend another appointment, and an attendant arrived. She ordered them to stand and that it was time to freshen up.

They arrived at the bathroom, but this time, several attendants were there. They were wearing hospital scrubs and plastic aprons.

The attendant at the door ordered the first slave to the first station. The slave was ordered to face the wall, bend over, and hold the bar in front of her. She was then ordered to spread her legs. Another attendant was sitting in a chair, wearing magnifying goggles with an integrated flashlight. She started to inspect the slave's asshole and pubic area. "Hairs!" she declared. The attendant at the door looked at her tablet and yelled, "Tweezers."

Jackie thought back to reception and remembered that the receptionist asked for tweezers or laser hair removal. Jackie thought, "I think Jim said tweezers for me. I hope the hair removal caught everything."

Over the next few minutes, the attendant yanked out any stray hairs off of the slave's asshole and pubic area. The slave whimpered with each one pulled. Eventually, the attendant slapped the slave on the ass, and the slave moved to the next station.

It was Jackie's turn. Although she had been through a lot in the last few months, this, for some reason, felt more humiliating. She bent over and spread her legs. She nervously waited and breathed a sigh of relief when the attendant said, "Clear!" and slapped her on the ass to move on.

Jackie had been so fixated on the hair inspection that she hadn't noticed the next station. She looked at the slave currently at that station. She was bent over with her arms raised up behind her, tied by a rope that was raised to the ceiling. Her legs were apart, and a hose was stuffed into each of her holes. Water was escaping from the tube in her pussy, but the tube in her rectum was in their tight.

The attendant turned to her. "You get your pussy flushed to get all the skanky cum out of you. You will also get a two-liter enema. You better hold it for four minutes before you relieve yourself, or we start over. You will then get your ass flushed with clear water three times."

It was Jackie's turn. She was almost happy that Jim had forced the butt plug training and had fucked her in the ass because she couldn't imagine the pain of having that nozzle shoved up her ass if she hadn't. She was starting to complain that she couldn't handle much more when they stopped filling her and pulled out the nozzle. She had to stand against the wall with the other slaves who were going through the treatment, shifting from side to side, trying to hold it in. One slave couldn't, and they all got splattered by the release. That slave was strapped and had to start all over again.

They finished Jackie's flushes, and Jackie moved to the wash-down area. She was sprayed with a hose to clean her, and then the group was escorted back to the classroom for more lessons.

Jackie might have been cleaned out, but her pussy and ass itched from the cleanout, and those plastic chairs just made it worse. She kept squirming until the instructor gave her a look, and after the strapping this morning, she made an effort to sit still and pay attention. After a few more hours of lessons, they were then taken to an area with pads on the floor and did two hours of slave yoga.

Jackie was sore when yoga was finished. She discovered muscles that she didn't even know she had. The group was then ushered into the eating area, and bowls of slave chow and glasses of water were given to them. She was so hungry that she even thought the slave chow tasted OK.

After they had eaten, they were told to report to the bathroom. Jackie was nervous when she saw the attendants again but was relieved that they were just washing their outsides this time. The first attendant soaped them down and then brushed them clean. Jackie wishes that they were a little easier scrubbing her pussy. The next attendant rinsed them off, giving them towels to dry off.

Jackie was looking forward to sleeping, and the group was being taken to the dorm area when an attendant stepped forward. She yelled out, "435, 237, and 842, step forward."

Jackie thought, "What now?" as she stepped forward. Lucy was one of the other two slaves who had to step forward.

The attendant said, "You three follow me."

They followed the attendant and were led into a room that said "Staff Lounge" on the door. There were several guards and attendants in the room. Jackie and Lucy glanced at each other.

The attendant who brought them in said to the girls, "You three have been flagged for special attention. We know you have enjoyed your day and would want to show your thanks to us."

Jackie, Lucy, and the other slave just stared at each other. The third slave started to say, "Thank you" when one of the attendants sitting on the sofa said. "We don't want to hear you say thank you. We want you to show your thanks." She then dropped her pants and spread her legs, showing one of the hairiest crotches Jackie had ever seen. She pointed at the third slave and then at her crotch.