Chapter 27: Slavery

The light in their cell flashed into bright existence. The two of them were hauled to their feet and prodded into a rapid shuffle down the hallway. They expected to be taken to the restroom prior to beginning the daily routine but they were surprised when their guards prodded them down a new hallway to stop before a closed hatch. One of the guards stepped forward and pressed a button. The hatch door hissed open and let bright sunlight flood in. They crossed into a building and were turned over to two more guards. These guards hustled them down a long hallway into a cell shutting the door behind them and locking it.

They did not wait long in the new cell before three new guards entered. These guards herded them onto a platform. Their arm shackles were attached to other chains that hung down from the ceiling. One of the guards who looked to be in charge pressed two of the buttons on one wall. The chains that were attached to their arm shackles began to wind up on reels above until the two prisoners dangled about four inches off the floor. Another chain that was mounted in the floor was attached to their leg shackles and then the chains above them wound some more until they were suspended between the chains just tight enough that they could not kick and sway. As a final step, their captors forced a ball like object into their mouths to keep them silent.

The wall at the front of the platform began to open in accordion fashion and a large group of men and women Wiggin stood at the edge of what was not a platform so much as a stage looking up at them. To their horror, they soon discovered the purpose their display in front of the crowd as the guard leader stepped forward.

"What is my opening bid for this fine looking female? As you can see she has no scares and is healthy," he barked as he spun Kylee around fully to display her. "She will make an excellent slave. She will also make an excellent breeder for your other male slaves. Now what is my first bid," He continued. The guard leader was not a guard at all he was an auctioneer.

The crowd started bidding and continued until reaching at last a highest bid. The auctioneer pointed at the woman whose bid was highest and announced, "Sold, I will have her prepared for you Yusa and you can pick her up later on today."

"Now what is my starting bid for this excellent well muscled male," He continued and spun Stan around fully to display him. The bidding was handled the same as with Kylee's bidding until the highest bid was reached and then the auctioneer made the same announcement that the slave, Stan, would be prepared for pickup later that day.

The accordion wall closed and the two guards along with the auctioneer lowered the prisoners to the floor. They were separated and Stan was marched into a room with a single examination table in the center, on which he was forced to lie face down. The ankle shackles were removed and his legs were lashed down with the straps provided. Then his arms were given the same treatment. Finally, straps were placed across his back and shoulders in several places. When his captors were done, he could not move.

The table opened, spreading his legs apart, and stopped. A collar snapped into place around his neck. His balls were dangling loosely between the opening formed by the separated table and another strap was snapped into place at the base of his ball sack. Stan winced in pain as something was forced into his anal opening. A cord was attached to the collar and run down his back to be attached to the anal plug and ball ring. This done the final step was readied. On of the Wiggins took a wand with interchangeable tips from a cabinet.

"Is this Torack's ID," one of the guards asked, as he held up a tip for the auctioneer to see.

"Yes," The auctioneer answered as he looked at the tip.

The guard fitted the piece to the end of the wand and pressed a button. After waiting for a few moments, he stepped closer to Stan. Stan felt searing pain on the side of his left ass cheek and smelled burning flesh as the guard branded him with Torack's symbol. He held his breath and his eyes filled with unshed tears. The auctioneer stepped in front of Stan and called for his attention, "You are going to be released soon and your shackles have been removed before you even think of escape or disobedience though I will show you something," he said and showed Stan duplicates of the items fitted into and onto him.

"These are connected to a wireless remote that will be carried by your master and can be activated by pressing a button. Intense pain will result. Stand up for I wish to demonstrate," he ordered. When Stan had gotten to his feet, the guard pressed a button on the remote.

Stan felt like his insides were being boiled and his balls were being cut off as some type of current surged through the items he had been implanted with. He crumpled to the floor and curled up into a fetal ball as the pain continued he would have cried out but the collar had constricted cutting of his screams of pain as well as his air passage. The man stopped pressing the button and the current stopped leaving only lingering pain.

"I will give you warning do not attempt to remove the plug from your ass because if you try you will trigger this," the man said and pulled on the plug as if it were being pulled from a persons ass. Suddenly the plug bristled with needle sharp barbs about one inch long.

"Only your master can allow you to remove the plug safely when you need to relieve yourself. Now you will be escorted back to your cell and await Torack."

"Bring the female slave in," the auctioneer told the other guard and handed the remote to Stan's guard.

Stan marched out of the room at the same time that Kylee marched in. He would have spoken to Kylee and given her warning but he still had the ball object in his mouth. He walked bow legged down the passage and into the holding cell, the guard removed the ball from his mouth and closed the door locking it in the process.

The brand on his ass hurt terribly. The items that encircled or had been inserted served as a reminder of his helplessness and humility. A while later Kylee was shoved into the cell to join him. She was fitted with the same type of collar and had plugs in both her ass and pussy. Her left ass cheek had been branded also but with a different symbol. Her cheeks were wet from the tears she had shed and the pain of a wounded animal shown in her eyes. Her guard removed the silencing ball from her mouth and slapped her ass on the new brand just to see her wince and cry out in pain.

Stan opened his arms and she melted into them with huge sobs racking her body. Tears streamed from her eyes to roll down her cheeks drip onto his back.