My favourite day has arrived, new stock day!! A fresh toy is brought into The Warehouse every Friday and I can't wait to see what's in store this month.
I scan my access card and pull the heavy metal door of The Warehouse open. My favourite part of entering is hearing my shoes clack on the floor ominously as I walk past the cells. At the end of the first row of cells is a large door, I pull that open and let it close gently behind me. The receiving area is cold, clinical even. No decorations, grey walls, no windows. The perfect place to welcome new stock. As I wait in the corner of the room, a door opposite me opens and a thrashing young woman is dragged in front of me.
"Hello," I greeted the new toy, "Welcome to The Warehouse. What is your name?"
The young woman, maybe 19 years old, looks up at me with terrified eyes but says nothing. Her firm 34DD breasts are heaving as she tries again to shake out of the guards grip. She doesn't know we've been watching for weeks, learning her routine and everything else about her, I already know her name. I slowly approach, nodding to the guard to hold her tighter as I slap her across the face.
"Last chance, your name," I say sternly, watching her try not to cry.
"Helena," she whimpers, "my name is Helena. What the fuck is this place? What are you going to do with me?!"
"This is The Warehouse. You belong to us until we decide otherwise. Your stay here will be as pleasant as we allow it to be. You will follow all orders and directions without question or you will be punished accordingly. Nod if you understand" I look up at her face, seeing her solemn nod, "Remove your clothing now or be punished"
The guard releases the new stock and watches with hungry eyes while the small woman shakes in fear. Slowly she reaches her hand up and slides her flimsy white t-shirt off, exposing her large breasts covered in a cotton bra. Clearly this was taking too long, I nodded to the hungry guard to speed the process. His large hands snapped open the back of her bra and he quickly ripped it off, exposing firm tits with tight little pink nipples. With a terrified squeak, she brought her hands to cover her exposed chest while the guard ripped off her pants and panties in one smooth motion. She began to cry standing there totally exposed, not a hair on her little pink pussy. Finally satisfied, I took a walk around her ensuring there were no remaining scraps of clothing. Her short blonde hair does nothing to hide her body, her ass sits high and tight, a slim waist and shapely hips and thighs tell me exactly where she's going to go.
I grab a stock tag and the application gun from the counter nearby and approach. She moves to get away from me, ha, silly little breeder. The guard grabs her firmly and holds her head still while I pin the tag in her left ear. I slap her naked tits firmly, "You do not move unless I tell you to." Nodding again to the guard, she's dragged through another door and her tag is scanned into the breeding hall, towards her new storage location.