Slave Camp Jim Ch 29 30

Author's 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.

First, I want to thank all of you for sticking with my first attempt at a long, multi-chapter story. This has been a journey for me. I can't believe it got to 146,000 words.

I do want to add a comment about chapters 27 and 28. It occurred to me that there had to be implications of being a slave for so long. There had to be psychological effects of being a slave. In addition, I wondered what would happen if the roles were reversed. Sorry if it ruined the story for anyone.

I will be using this publication slot for a BDSM story that is six chapters over three submissions, and then I will follow that with another Slave Camp story, but with a female owner of a male slave. It is looking like six chapters.

I am also exploring writing "Slave Camp: Julie". Right now, I have lots of ideas, but I'm sorting out whether I have a cohesive story beyond her getting the slaves.

Thanks again, CurrentParameter

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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Chapter 29 -- Children

I was still trying to get over Jennifer's announcement that I was going to be a dad, but after agreeing to their plan, it was a bit odd to hop into bed with my sister's wife.

Fortunately, the little pee stick showed positive after six attempts, and my duty to them was done.

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Jennifer was seven months along, and Susanne was four months along. I was sitting in my office meeting with David when Lisa barged in, looking panicked.

I looked at her with concern, "What is it?"

She said, "Jim, I got a message. The girls are at the hospital. They asked us to meet them there."

David just looked at me and said, "Go."

We rushed to the hospital, wondering what was wrong. However, when we made our way to the room they said to go to. We realized it was in the Palliative Care Ward. Our thoughts immediately went to François and Annick, but although they were now in their 70s, we weren't aware of them having any unusual health issues.

When we arrived at the room, we found Jennifer, Susanne, François, Annick, and four people we didn't know. There was an older woman, maybe in her late 50s, lying in bed, two young women who I noticed had slave collars, and a little girl, maybe two or three years old. The little girl was holding the hand of one of the slaves.

Before Lisa or I could ask, Annick started to talk. "My apologies. Based on your expressions, they didn't relay in the message that this wasn't an emergency."

I relaxed. I asked, "OK, but why are we here?"

Annick continued, "You know my work with the women's shelters." Lisa and I nodded. "Well, six months ago, Cecilia and her daughter came to the shelter looking for help to get away from her husband." She gestured to the woman holding the little girl's hand. "Her husband was abusive to both of them. We helped as much as we could, but her husband managed to coax them back home, where the abuse continued."

The woman in the bed then spoke in a slightly weak voice, "My son was an asshole. He abused his wife, his daughter, and me, his mother."

Jennifer then picked up the story: "Cecilia, her sister Linda, and Bernadette," gesturing to the other slave and the woman in the bed, "devised a plan to get Cecilia and her daughter away from him again. Cecilia was going to get her husband, Sid, really drunk with booze laced with sleeping pills, then Linda was going to come over and help gather her stuff; they were then going to run to Bernadette's, and then Bernadette was going to help get them out of town."

Cecilia then found her voice, "But then we fu...." She looked down at her daughter, "I mean screwed up. I got scared and convinced Linda to go back to the house. We set the place on fire. I just wanted to be away from him forever." At this point, Linda lost it and started to cry.

Annick then continued, "Her husband died in the fire. Although the judge was sympathetic, they had successfully escaped from him, but then they went back to kill him. Cecilia got 12 years, and Linda got 10 years. The minimum he could give them."

I said, "OK, so then why are we here?"

Susanne spoke, "Well, Bernadette has late-stage lung cancer. It is terminal. With the sentence, she was awarded Cecillia and Linda as they had killed her son, and she is now the parental guardian of her granddaughter, Kim. They have no relatives. Cecilia and Linda's parents passed years ago. So, when Bernadette passes, Cecilia and Linda would go up for auction, and Cecilia's daughter, Kim, would go into foster care."

I then asked, "And what were you planning?"

Jennifer glanced at Susanne. "Well, although we have Patty, we could use the extra hands when the babies start coming. We could buy them from Bernadette to help her with her remaining health care costs, and help them out by becoming Kim's parental guardians until Cecilia is free. Then she would look after our kids and continue caring for her daughter."

I walked up to Cecilia and Linda. They were both brunettes. Although she was in this stressful situation, Cecilia came across as very confident, whereas Linda looked upset and unsure of everything. Physically, they were similar. They were about 5'4". Based on Cecilia alone, they were decent looking, although, under the current circumstances, they likely are better looking out of the sort of rags that they were wearing. The biggest difference was the breasts. Linda maybe had Bs, but Cecilia had massive tits: DD or E category.

I asked Cecilia first, "So, what did you do for a living?"

She turned red and said, "Uh, I was a stripper, and when any bruises that my husband gave me healed, I was a webcam girl."

Surprisingly, Linda then spoke to defend her sister: "She did it for me. Without the extra money, I wouldn't have been able to afford college. She snuck me money without her husband knowing."

I turned to Linda and asked, "And what did you take in college?"

She broke down, "I took computers. I just got accepted for a job. I was supposed to start next week."

That tweaked something in my memory. I glanced at Annick, who was grinning from ear to ear. I said, "Wait, what is your last name?"

She said, "Foster."

I looked at Annick, who was grinning even more than before. I glanced at Susanne and Jennifer. They didn't seem to understand. I started to laugh. Everyone except Annick looked like I had lost my mind. I pointed to Annick and exclaimed, "You knew. Didn't you?"

She nodded.

Lisa asked, "She knew what?"

I turned to Linda, "Don't worry, your job is safe. I will ensure that your boss is OK with a slave working for him."

Jennifer asked, "Boss? Who is her boss?"

I turned to Annick.

Still grinning, she said, "Jim is."

I turned back to Linda. "I was supposed to interview you, but I had to run out on a last-minute emergency meeting. Harold and David gave me glowing comments about you, so I didn't think I needed to bring you back in for another interview, so I just signed your offer letter. Obviously, the circumstances have changed, and we likely will have to push back your start date, but the job is still yours." I then paused. She was still looking down. I lifted her chin and said, "We can talk more later, but it will all be OK." I then looked back at Lisa, "As long as you are OK with this?"

Lisa asked, "Can we talk in the hall?"

We went out into the hall. I asked, "Are you OK?"

She said, "It bothers me that the girls didn't talk to us about this first."

I said, "Yeah, we have to talk to them about that. They seem to like to conspire together and then loop us in after they have made decisions for us." I paused, "But I saw you staring at Cecilia's tits."

Lisa grinned. She said, "Sorry, they are just so big."

I laughed. Lisa sometimes had a one-track mind. I said, "OK, so are we good?"

She giggled and said, "Yeah, let's go for it."

We went back into the room. I walked up to the little girl, Kim, and knelt down. I said, "Hi, my name is Jim." I stuck out my hand, and she shyly shook it. I said, "I think we are going to need your help. We have three empty bedrooms, and you have to pick out which one is yours and which one is your grandma's."

I looked over to Bernadette. "I can't deny a little girl every moment with her grandmother. You will come and live with us, and we will arrange nursing care for you."

Annick had a look of victory on her face.

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It took a few days to get the paperwork all done, but again, I was at the Slave Induction Center. This time, to transfer the ownership of Cecilia and Linda to me. Bernadette was in a wheelchair.

I had asked why me, why none of the others could take ownership. They just laughed and said it was because I was so good at it. I sighed and signed for two, actually with the daughter, Kim, three more lives under my responsibility.

We moved them in. Cecilia wanted Kim to have her own room, so Cecilia and Linda shared a room while Bernadette took the fourth room. We brought in a hospital bed and put a TV in Bernadette's room.

On the first day, Kim just ran and ran around the house, not believing how big it was. We told her that the locked room in the basement was storage. We would sort out the dungeon later.

François helped with the paperwork to get Jennifer and me listed as Kim's guardians. However, we never made a decision about Kim without Cecilia's approval or input.

Kim was excited about being a big sister to my son with Jennifer, and Susanne and Lisa's daughter when they came.

After being cleaned up, I thought Linda was the better-looking of the two. Cecilia had her big tits, but Linda had the overall package.

Cecilia fit right into our beds right away. I did love putting my face or my cock between Cecilia's tits.

We did put a stripper pole in each bedroom. She would put on a show but also spend time with all the women, teaching them how to use it. That was worth the price right there.

Linda, however, was much less experienced. She was still a virgin. We decided to set up something special for her. Jennifer decided that I should go solo with her. I booked us into a nice restaurant and a hotel suite for the night. As compensation, Jennifer had a fun solo evening with Cecilia and Patty.

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Jackie volunteered the chef's table at her and Alfonso's restaurant for the dinner portion of our "date".

Linda was impressed. First, she had never been to such a high-class restaurant before, but watching TV, she understood how exclusive the chef's table was.

Jackie came over and gave us each a glass of wine and the menus. She said, "Welcome." Then she said to Linda. "You are lucky. Jim is one of the best men I know."

Linda was a bit shy. Between her natural shyness and being a slave, she had never had a chance to find the inner Linda waiting to come out.

Jackie asked, "Did you know I was a slave, and he was my owner?"

I thought Jennifer had told her, but Linda answered, "No." She then turned and asked, "Did you own all the slaves in town? It seems like wherever I go, you used to own them."

I laughed, "No, not all of them. You have now met all but one. Jackie, here. Her sister Julie is in New York, and Charlotte, with whom you will be working. Of course, Jennifer, Susanne, you, your sister, and Patty. No more."

Jackie said, "And I doubt any of us original four would be where we are today without him."

I knew what I wanted off the menu, so I chatted with Jackie while Linda selected what she wanted. Once Linda had selected, we gave Jackie our order. She came close to me, kissed me on the forehead, and left to return to the kitchen.

Linda took a sip of her wine. "So, you have owned sisters before."

I turned a bit red. I said, "Yes."

She nervously asked, "Did you make them do things to each other?"

I cleared my throat and tried to find the right wording. "I did, but the circumstances were different. First, they were part of the group with Jennifer and Susanne that tried to rob me and beat me up. So, they had some punishment coming. Second, they had already done some things to each other. From my perspective, for you and your sister, yes, we will have sex, maybe in the same bed, but unless you want to, I am not going to force you to do anything with your sister."

Linda looked visibly relieved to hear that. She looked more relaxed now.

I gently grabbed her hand. "You are a remarkable young woman. Look how you stepped up to help Kim and Cecilia." She blushed. I continued, "Frankly, you made a big sacrifice to ensure Cecilia and Kim are always safe now. They never have to worry about Cecilia's husband coming after them now. You would have been safe with Bernadette as your owner, and I know that, due to the circumstances, you will be safe with me. I don't share or loan out my slaves."

She finally had a glimmer of a smile. I decided to change the subject. "So, tell me about you and Cecilia. I know you don't have any family except for each other."

She looked down. It looked like she was gathering her thoughts. She looked up at me and started, "Well, we grew up in a rough neighborhood. She was the popular girl, and I was the nerdy, smart kid at school. But she was the best sister. She always protected me, even from our parents. They used drugs. Then, when I was 14 and she was 18, they got a bad batch of something, and they died."

I reached out and held her hand again. I saw a tear coming out of the corner of her eye.

She looked at me, smiled briefly, and said, "Thanks." She continued her story. "After they died, Cecilia petitioned to be my guardian so I wouldn't go into foster care. I don't know it 100%, but I think she gave the social worker a blow job in return for his approval. After that, she had to make some money, and at 18, a minimum-wage job while looking after a 14-year-old sister wouldn't cut it, so she started stripping. She started to make a lot of money. I am sure she did things that she didn't tell me about, but we were able to find a nice apartment. She was a bit of a bitch of a taskmaster. She pushed me to do better at school." She took another sip of her wine.

She continued, "At the time, I hated her for that, but now I think she was the best sister in the world for pushing me. She wanted to make sure I didn't have to do the things that she was having to do. She saved up so I could go to college. I graduated from high school at the top of my class. At the same time I started college, she unfortunately met Sid. He was a bouncer at the strip joint, and they fooled around. She got pregnant, and they decided to get married. She not only took the abuse to protect Kim from him, but evidently, he wanted to have sex with me, so she also did whatever she needed to protect me. I graduated and got this amazing job." She stopped and smiled at me. I winked back. "But then things got worse for her, and she needed help. What was I to do? Look at everything she did for me." She got quiet.

I shifted over and held her. We stayed like that for a few minutes.

Eventually, I let her go. She looked at me and said, "Jim, can you kiss me?"

I smiled, lowered my head, and gently kissed her lips.

When I pulled away, she giggled. Then, finding some inner strength, she grabbed me, pulled me close, and kissed me back.

When she let me go, she said, "That was nice." And she turned a deep shade of red.

At that moment, the food arrived. Jackie helped bring it out, and I think Jackie spotted us kissing. She gave me a wink as she left.

We chatted as we ate. She mostly had questions about my life and work. She was particularly interested in how Jennifer and Susanne married their owners.

At the end of dinner, before dessert, she kissed me again, but this time, I held her and kissed her back. After we stopped making out, she sat back in her chair and said, "I never knew it could be like that."

I asked, "Have you never kissed anyone before?"

She said, "Well, there was a boy in high school who kissed me once, but it was nothing like that. In college, I was more worried about making Cecilia happy, so I just worked on my schoolwork. I never had a chance. I did have friends, but nothing like dating or romantic."

I didn't want to ruin her current mood by reminding her of what we were going to be doing later, so I said, "Well, I can't help but want to kiss someone as beautiful as you." She blushed.

We finished dessert and headed to the hotel.

We held hands as we entered the hotel and went up the elevator. I could tell she was getting nervous, so I put an arm around her for support.

Her nervousness turned to wonder as we entered the suite--the Presidential Suite, to be exact. It had an amazing view of the city. She immediately went to the window and said, "Wow, you can see the whole city from here." Then she pointed. "That is the college. There must be a game on; the lights are on at the stadium."

I walked over and put an arm around her as she pointed to some buildings where she had classes.

She eventually turned to me and said, "Thank you." She then pulled me in for another kiss. I held her, and we kissed for a long time.

When we eventually broke our kiss, she pointed to one door and asked, "Is that the bedroom?" I nodded. She was becoming nervous again, so she asked, "Mind if I go to the bathroom?"

I chuckled and said, "No problem. Go ahead."

While she went, I did as well. The suite had a powder room in the living room area. Jennifer and I had come in earlier to drop off some things. We had a change of clothes for the morning and toiletries. There were also PJs for both of us if we needed them.

Jennifer thought it would be better to keep things simple for Linda. There is no fancy lingerie for her to change into. Cecilia and Jennifer had her wear something nice under her dress.

I took off my tie and jacket before I headed to the bedroom.

Linda was sitting on the bed. As I expected, she was still wearing her dress. I think her sister had coached her a bit. She looked nervous, and her hands were fidgeting.

I sat beside her and put an arm around her. She leaned into me, and I leaned down and kissed her.

We made out for some time before I put a hand on one of her legs. It startled her, and she pulled away to look. She looked into my eyes, and she kissed me again. Slowly, I started to let that hand slide up the outside of her leg. When it got to her hips, I reached to caress her ass. I then shifted her so she was sitting on my lap. As I gently caressed her, I heard her moan and felt her heartbeat quicken.

Eventually, I cupped one of her breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze. She was very turned on at that point and stood. She peeled the dress off over her head and revealed a simple but sexy set of black lace bra and panties. Nothing elaborate, but it looked damn good on her. I just soaked the view in and said, "Wow, you are so beautiful."

She blushed and pulled me to stand. I hugged her and kissed her again, but she stopped me so that she could try to unbutton my shirt. Her hands were shaking, so I helped out. She pushed back my shirt and ran her hands across my chest. She then hugged me again.

She leaned up and kissed me again, then pulled me back to the bed. She got into it and lay down. I removed my shirt and pants, so I was only in my boxers. I then crawled into bed and lay down beside her.

We then spent a few minutes staring at each other. She was into it, so I decided not to push and, at this point, take cues from her.

She then, with one hand, grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a kiss.