Slave Camp: Jim

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

I am thinking of a BDSM series based on Ted and Tina and need ideas. Please read the note at the end of the chapter for more details.

All characters involved with any sexual activity are 18 or older. All of my works on this site are copywritten by CurrentParameter and may only be reused with permission.

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Ted called me the other day. "Jim," he started, "remember that discussion about having your girls involved in our wedding?"

I replied, "Yes, what can they do?"

Ted replied, "I was wondering if you and Lisa could meet us for dinner one night so we could talk it over."

I replied, "No problem. Should I bring the girls?"

Ted said, "It would probably be better if you didn't. Let's get your reaction to what we need first."

I laughed. Ted and Tina had given me an idea of what they were thinking of back when they helped us set up the dungeon. "No problem. We will leave them at home." We set the date and time for the dinner, and I hung up.

Lisa and I arrived at the restaurant. Ted and Tina were already there. We chit-chatted about how things were going and their wedding plans while we looked through the menu. Once we ordered, we settled down to the wedding details."

Tina started, "Jim, first, before we talk about the girls. You know that my parents have passed, and Ted is estranged from his family." I nodded. She glanced down before looking back at me. "Would you walk me down the aisle? I know it might be weird since we used to date, but..."

I interrupted her, grabbed hold of one of her hands, and said, "It would be an honor."

Tina squealed. She stood up from her chair and hugged me. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said.

I said, "It is nothing. You are good friends, and if that is what you want, it will be my pleasure."

Ted and Tina smiled at each other as she resumed her seat.

They then started to describe their plans for the girls. Tina said, "The wedding is in June, three months away, so we need to get them measured for their outfits. They will need three of them."

Lisa said, "Well, I will take care of the last outfit for the girls, but I can't help with the first two. I don't work in that material."

Tina smiled, "Don't worry, we have that sorted. I just need them to come in to get sized."

I then said, "My concern is the shoes. I think that they will need to practice wearing them."

Tina said, "No problem. The place that does the outfits also handles the shoes. If they don't have them, they can order them with a month or so to spare so they are used to them."

I smiled, raised my glass of wine, and said, "So that is all sorted. To a successful wedding and marriage." We clinked glasses and enjoyed the rest of the meal and the evening.

Later in the week, Lisa and Tina connected and scheduled a time for the sizing. Four other slaves from another owner will also be involved. Ted is handling the arrangements for their sizing.

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I was already home when Lisa returned from sizing with the girls. They did not look happy.

Lisa had a large grin on her face. "Girls, why don't you put on your wedding shoes so you can start to practice."

They grumbled and sat in the living room to put on their newly acquired footwear. Once they had them on, they were a bit wobbly on their feet. But when you are wearing seven-inch ballet-style heel pumps for the first time, that will happen. I noticed that two of the girls had red pumps, and the other two were wearing white.

Lisa volunteered before I could ask. "They ordered the missing pumps, so they will all have a red and white pair."

I was still staring at them. I asked Lisa, "We are buying them, right?"

She asked, "Why?"

I said, "I am just imagining them wearing those while they are tied into the bondage frame."

The girls grimaced at that comment, and Lisa and I laughed.

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Time passed. The girls finished college for the summer and got jobs in their fields of study. I had a lot of contacts due to our computer work. We had Lou Player and François work out contracts so that the girls wouldn't be harassed on the job. There were no financial penalties, but the agreements said they would be covered under any harassment policies that their non-slave employees already had.

Jackie worked for the restaurant catering the wedding. She was a bit embarrassed about her role in the wedding and that the people she was working for would see her, but she knew she didn't have a choice.

The wedding rehearsal the night before went well. It wasn't a full-dress rehearsal for the girls, but we made sure they were wearing their pumps for further practice.

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It was time for the wedding. I was at the back of the church for the procession. They were lucky to find a minister who was very open-minded about the kind of outfits that were going to be featured.

The bridesmaids weren't all in the BDSM lifestyle, so they were wearing very conservative red and black Victorian-era dresses. There was a corset element to the dresses.

The music started, and the curtain at the back of the church opened to allow the procession to start.

At the front of the church, Ted, his best man, and his two ushers were already positioned with the Minister. Ted wasn't really a BDSM scene dress-up kind of guy, so they were all wearing a classic-style tux.

The eight slaves started the procession. Four male slaves dressed head to toe in black latex. They were spared the pumps that the girls wore. The only areas not covered by the latex were their eyes, mouths, holes for breathing through their noses, and two large round holes exposing their recently shaved ass cheeks.

My girls wore similar outfits, except in white and, of course, the pumps. The only other difference was that there was a hole out of the back of their heads that had their hair pulled through and tied.

The slaves proceeded up the aisle and stood at the appropriate side at the front of the church.

The bridesmaids and maid of honor then proceeded up the aisle, one at a time. Once they were in position, it was my turn with Tina.

Our procession was slightly different from the usual one, in which the father walks the bride up the aisle. I was to walk a couple of steps in front of Tina, holding a white leash attached to her white collar.

She had a lovely veil covering her face. It ended just above the waist-tightening white leather corset she was wearing, which just barely covered her nipples. Her dress was made of white chiffon. Now, I had to check twice, but I swore I could see her tattoo through her dress. If I could see it, then it was likely that she wasn't wearing any panties.

We proceeded up the aisle. Once we got to the front, I handed the leash to her maid of honor, lifted her veil, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Past the procession and the outfits, the ceremony was quite generic. No added BDSM-like flourishes.

We all stood and applauded as they were announced to be husband and wife, at which time the maid of honor handed the leash to Ted.

We were accompanying the girls to the photo shoot at a nearby park. While the photos were being taken, I met the owner of the male slaves, Frank Landry. He was being accompanied by one of his female slaves called BT. BT was a good-looking woman with large tits. You couldn't miss them. Frank had her wear a lovely skirt, but she was wearing a shelf bra that you could see her nipples through her transparent top.

We chatted briefly about our slaves. We would be sitting at the same table together, so we would have more time later to exchange notes.

Once the photos were completed, we had to rush the slaves back to the hotel, where the reception was being held, for the first outfit change of the night.

Once we got the girls out of their outfits, they were all told to take quick showers to rinse off and fully dry before putting on the next outfit. The second outfit was identical to the first, except in red latex. The men would be wearing the same color red.

We got them ready, and they then participated in the procession to the reception. One addition was that around their necks was a chain with a paddle attached to it. During the meal, if you wanted the bride and groom to kiss, you detached the paddle from the chain, and you spanked that slave's ass. There was something about the material of the paddle that made a louder-than-normal noise.

They did have some restrictions on how often they would kiss, but that didn't stop more frequent attempts. Frankly, I think the attendees just wanted to swat the slave's asses.

Things did get a bit silly when the first BDSM couple went up to grab the paddle from one of the slaves and, instead of paddling the slave, paddled their sub. That started a series of those. I am sure that the slaves were very happy with that turn of events.

Once the meal was completed, I grabbed the girls and took them back to the hotel room. Frank was doing the same with his slaves. They were not told of the last outfit change.

I told the girls to take turns in the shower while they were given a chance to eat dinner in the room. I was a bit horny from watching the girls in the latex, so before Julie had her shower, I bent her over and had a quick fuck.

Once they had all showered and eaten, I brought out the party dresses Lisa had made for them and the much more reasonable shoes for them. They were ecstatic that they were done with the latex. Once they had their hair ready, we returned to the party. Since the male slaves didn't need to take the time for makeup or hair, they were already at the table they would share with the girls. They were already drinking some beer, and the girls had glasses of wine waiting for them.

It didn't take long for the male slaves to ask the girls to dance.

Meanwhile, we chatted with Frank and BT at our table.

Later, Lisa told me that BT stood for "Big Tits". Evidently, Frank gave nicknames to his slaves at the farm he owned outside of town. They were punished if they ever used their real names.

He currently had ten male and three female slaves. The men worked his and neighboring farms, and the women cooked and cleaned. The women were also sexual rewards for the men if they did a good job. Usually, only two men would be rewarded, as Frank took one to bed each night. When they were getting a reward, Frank would remove their cock cage. He said it made the men easier to control.

Ted and Tina dropped by, making their rounds of the tables. They gave us all hugs and thanked us for making their wedding perfect. They also dropped by the slaves' table to thank them.

Occasionally, one of the girls came over to dance with Lisa and me.

The entire evening was a lot of fun. Eventually, it was time for Ted and Tina to head off to their honeymoon. They had rented a BDSM Bed and Breakfast that was out in the country a few states over for a week.

Authors note: please read the note at the end about their honeymoon.

The evening slowed down, and the party started to break up. We said good night to Frank and BT and took the girls home.

On the drive home, Susanne asked if we knew about their name rules at the farm.

I reached back and pinched one of Susanne's nipples. I said, "It sounds like a good idea. I think I'll call you Sexy Nipples from now on." They knew I wasn't serious, and we all had a laugh.

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Life settled down after that. Eventually, all the girls graduated and got good jobs in their fields. Susanne is obviously working for Lisa. Jennifer is at Henderson Accounting and Investments, the accounting firm I use. Jackie and Julie graduated at the top of their class. Jackie was working as a Pastry Chef at one of the fancier restaurants in town, Le Palais des Délices. The owner employed her the previous summer and took a real shine to her. Julie graduated a year later and got a job at one of the premier engineering companies in the country at their local office.

Lisa and I were raking in the money from their jobs and were able to leverage some of that money to add a few buildings to our real estate portfolio.

Things were great. Until I met Patty.....

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Authors Note: Hello, I am considering creating a series called "The Adventures of Ted and Tina.". It would be a series of one-shot stories with no overarching plot line. It would feature the BDSM adventures of Ted and Tina, but I need your help for ideas.

Use the "Contact Author" function of my CurrentParameter page or use the "Send Private Feedback" at the end of this chapter to send me those ideas. Don't add them in the comments section.

The first story will be their honeymoon. I am planning on them having their honeymoon at a BDSM Bed and Breakfast somewhere out in the countryside. Yes, this is a real thing. What should they do to each other on their honeymoon? Send me your ideas.

I am also looking for story ideas for additional adventures. If you send me your Literotica screen name, and I use your idea, I will give credit in the Author's notes for the story.