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CHAPTER 4
LIVE AS A REAL SLAVE BEGINS
“Let's get up my little slut. You first day has arrived.” The voice said as groggy Aerial began to come to. Her night was an uncomfortable one, yet she did sleep deeply. Her body had been exhausted from her encounter with her new master. Her Master? Who was he? Aerial began to relive the evening event. She never saw him. Looking down at herself, she realized she was still blindfolded, and her bound arms and legs was a shock that hit her hard. She would not be getting up as usual, fixing herself a cup of coffee and watching a little TV. Her life was over as she knew it. And what for? A few orgasms? What had she done? Can she tell them she wants to go home?
Her female attendant took a few minutes to familiarize herself with Aerial's ample breasts, her pussy and ass. Then Aerial felt her wrists and ankles being untied. “Come on you beautiful slut.” The voice said as she helped Aerial to sit up. Then pulling the padded eye pads off Aerial had to squint as the bright light flooded the room.
Aerial noticed the young black woman. About 25 years old she thought. She looked like a model. She was wearing a short white cotton pullover cut off just below her breasts. Very nice breasts too she told herself. Midriff bare and only a g-string bottom. Aerial felt her pussy growing wet again. How could a sweet lovely girl like this be here in a house of slaves she thought. But then, I'm here. Who am I kidding. Some girls just need this more than anything. I've craved this for years, Aerial thought to herself.
“Well, eyes finally waking up? You had quite a first night I'm told.”
“Yes, I did.” Aerial replied “Who are you, and what's going to happen with me today?” She added.
“My name is Lori. I've been assigned to your bathroom and showering needs. I'll be with you every time you use the toilet, get a bath, have your hair shaved, any personal hygiene needs.”
“Every time I use the toilet?” Aerial asked in a shaky voice.
“That's right. Remember girl, you are nothing more than property. You have resigned yourself to be a slut-slave of Master Vincent. You lost all your rights, privileges, and desires. You get only what Master Vincent wants you to have, and he takes anything he wants.”
“Now…, let's go!” Lori said sternly. You smell horrible. We need to get you cleaned up, fed and ready for you training.” Grabbing Aerial by the arm, she led her out of the bedroom down a hallway and up some stairs to a large room with several tubs, and showers. About 10 toilets lined up on one wall with no dividers between them.
“How uses these toilets?” Aerial asked.
“These are the slaves toilets. That is those who have been given the privilege of toilet use. You're just a newbie. You don't get to use a toilet yet. You'll be peeing in special containers. And you'll be doing the other in a bowl while I watch. Of course, if Master Vincent wishes, he can have everyone watch. But if you follow instructions and don't get into trouble, you'll probably just have me watching for now.”
How this all did not fit the thoughts Aerial had in mind when she made the decision to become a real time slave. It was so very exciting and harmless, unthreatening as an on-line submissive. This was becoming all too real.
“Now slut, take this container and stand right there and fill it with your first pee of the day. Do you have to poop?”
“No ma'am, but I do have to pee. Can you just turn around?”
“Don't worry my little slut, you'll loose this shyness soon enough. The things you'll be made to do and in front of, why before the week is out, you be happy to pee and shit in front of strangers. Now… Let's get to it. We're on a schedule!”
Aerial took the container, and held it between her wide spread legs and began peeing. She nearly filled the clear container with her dark golden pee.
“What do I wipe with?”
“Oh, you don't get to wipe. Besides, your getting in that hot bath over there anyway. You need to get that stink off you. Let's go!”
Aerial was bathed in very hot water. Soaked and scrubbed. Then Lori inspected her body from head to toe. Her fingernails and toenails were cleaned. Then she was taken to a steel table where Lori would give Aerial a douche and then shave her from her neck down to her feet. Once clean and ready, Lori put a black collar around Aerial's neck and attached a leash. A thick leather belt was put around Aerial's waist and latched tight drawing her waist smaller. There were Velcro cuffs attached to the back of the belt, and Aerials wrists were placed in them and made tight so here arms were secured behind her back. Now Lori dried Aerials hair and brushed it. She was ready. Naked, clean, and properly bound. Lori sprayed some perfume on her neck and breasts, then led her to the dining room.
Sitting at a large table was 4 naked girls in the same naked attire as Aerial was. There were 5 large black men standing at different locations as if guards. Two women dressed like maids were bring food to the table. Aerial was so nervous and had a sickening feeling overcome her as she was about to be paraded naked in front of all these strangers. Every inch of her charms were openly exposed and she was unable to cover herself or even protect herself if anyone tried to take advantage of her. She knew she must do as told, and followed the pull on her collar as Lori led her to an empty chair in the center of the table.
“Now my slut, this is the first rule you need to remember. You will not talk to anyone here unless asked a direct question. You will not look up at any of the servants. You will not look at another slave unless told to do so. Just sit, and wait for your breakfast. Understand slut?”
Aerial nodded and managed a yes ma'am. She sat in the cold wooden chair, and waited. The chairs had no back rest. More of a stool really she thought. She felt her pussy juicing up as she sat humbly displayed before all these eyes. Knowing that these black men were probably thinking of what they would like to do to her.
The food was place in front of her and the others. Looked like oatmeal. The woman dishing out the food told the 5 naked girls that they could now eat. But how? Aerial thought. I can't use my hands. Then she saw out the side of her eyes, that the others were leaning down and slurping up the food like animals. Oh how degrading! And so went her first meal.
It was difficult, but she finished. Aerial felt like bursting out laughing when she saw the other girls faces covered in oatmeal. But she looked like them. It was really funny. She held back the urge, and then wondered if they would make us girls wear our breakfast all day on our faces? Oh well, what choice did she have if they did. Aerial thought to herself, that her best attitude is to face the fact, she has no choices. What ever they want, or order her to do, she must do. This whole ordeal will be easier to adjust to if she just face facts. This thought eased her nerves some and she smiled to herself that she had just won her first battle.
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