Chase was waiting, not something he did well, for his ride to arrive. His Dungeon was getting too crowded and he needed to reduce his numbers.
It was a tense time for his possessions, wondering who would stay and who would go. He would never tell them, but Whore, Useless and Worthless would never be available for sale as they would die rapidly after leaving his side.
That left everyone else.
No one even looked in his direction as he paced the spaces between cells, deciding. Boy would never leave, Chase had him scheduled for thralldom the following month. The accidental slave was one of his most popular and profitable. The same with Precious, the slave was still kneeling in his office just waiting for a chance to please him.
That left one male and a handful of sub-par female slaves. Thankfully, as he saw her at an end to her learning, his fellow thrall had given permission to either release or sell Princess.
"Pleasure, Princess, Pointless, Wishful to the stairs." he commanded and saw the four named move immediately to do his bidding. One was a pleasure slave that he had quickly bored of and two pain whores that were put to shame by the male. The only male was not progressing and Chase felt it was time to sell or destroy him.
As soon as they were within range of the staircase the four slaves went to their knees, heads down and waited. They would wait as long as he demanded without comment, doing otherwise would garner them punishment and they were frightened of that.
"Boy, to me."
His pleasure/pain whore walked to his side, falling gracefully to his knees and kissing Chase's shoes. Moments later the slave attended to his favourite task of servicing his Master. Once finished, he moved back and awaited direction.
"You will be my lead today, Boy. Stand." Chase ordered. Boy stood and put his hands behind his head, cock at attention, showing he was proud to be serving his Master. "Over." came the command and Boy bent at the waist. Chase fitted a cock ring around his balls and shoved a thick plug into Boy's ass, chained together. Another snap hooked a long chain to the plug. "If you are not in pain when you are moving, you are going too slow, Boy."
"Yes, Master." came the quiet moan of an answer. The slave allowed himself to be led with a leash hooked to his collar to the stairs. Once there he sank to his knees beside the other slaves, the plug pushing deep into his ass and eliciting a moan that didn't make it out of his lips.
Chase looked at the three slaves kneeling next to his prized male. The other male was hooded, gagged, cock caged and plugged. The leash ran from a hook in the gag to the floor, waiting to be attached. The pain females were clamped, hooded, shackled and double plugged. The pleasure whore was hooded and shoved with double dildos vibrating at such a low setting it was maddening more than relieving.
Hooking the slaves together he yanked on Boy's leash nearing sending him tumbling to the floor. Recovering quickly, the slave moved double time to keep up with his Master. Chase led them outside and loaded them onto a livestock trailer, hooking them each to the floor of a stall and took the small area near the truck to rest in.
The auction was more than a day away, Chase never sold locally, just in case any slaves were local, as Princess had been. The last thing needed was for undue attention brought to the area.
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The truck had driven through the night ending up far from his home, and now the driver was resting. Chase left the truck, his slaves still bound, and walked into a local restaurant. The atmosphere inside the small diner was relaxed as he slid into a booth in the corner.
For some thralls the most interesting thing to do was watch the humans around them. He could see the couple who had come to a tense truce at the table, eating but trying to ignore each other; the woman who was sitting with three young children as she counted out change to buy food for her mouths; and the waitress who had been working long hours, dead on her feet because her replace had either called in or quit on short notice.