Chapter 4

When Jeannette next awoke, she was in a room, with a pad similar to the cells, but this room had three other girls in it, all naked. The other two sat on their pads and watched Jeannette wake up. They didn't move or say anything. Jeannette stretched and shook her head from whatever they had given her to sleep.

"I'm J." She said in greeting.

"I'm C." The Blond Girl said.

"I'm A." The other girl, a girl with brown hair like Jeannette's own said.

Jeannette adjusted herself and sat to wait. She didn't ask about food, she would be fed when she was fed. There was a bucket in the room, and after a short while, Jeannette used it and then returned to the pad to wait.

After a couple hours, a man came in and looked around at the girls, and then consulted his clipboard all the girls were kneeling and holding their arms behind them.

"OK, we have Slaves C, A, and J here." The man said.

"Yes Master." Each said as their name was called.

"We're going to place you each with a permanent Master. Over the next two days, some will come and look at you, and some will test you. Answer any questions they ask you the best you can. If you don't know, tell them you don't know. Do you understand?" The man asked.

"Yes Master." They all said.

The man next explained. "Masters all have something different in mind. Some may like something about you, others may not. Don't worry, the Master you are placed with will want you."

"Food will be here in a few minutes, and then you'll get another shot." The man said backing out of the room and closing the door.

Jeannette sat back down and waited, the food was delivered by another Man, who smiled at each of the girls in turn. He liked C, she had big tits, and Jeannette thought she was pretty.

The man gave them the food and then left, Jeannette ate hers quickly, and then sat back sipping the last of her water.

The man returned and took the trays out, and then came in with three large syringes. He injected each girl on the back of her left shoulder, and then left. Jeannette rubbed hers and saw the others doing the same. The injection was a long term, at least one-year, birth control device. It was injected under the skin, and would slowly dissolve and release a small amount of a hormone that would prevent any pregnancy. Some masters wanted a pregnant slave, others didn't. Those who demanded a slave that could be made pregnant were told to special order one, at a significantly higher price.

Jeannette waited and then the lights went out, and she lay down to sleep. She wasn't tired, but her training was to sleep when it was dark, and not think about things

In the morning, the lights came on, and they each used the bucket again. The girls waited and soon someone came to take them to showers, where they quickly washed themselves and brushed their teeth and hair. They rushed out and lined up as they were told to when done. When all three were together, they were taken back to their room.

A short while later, the door opened and a man and woman entered. The girls all knelt and waited to be given instructions.

"You, what is your name?" The woman asked C.

"I am slave C Mistress." The blond answered.

"Stand and let me look at you." The woman commanded and C stood up. The woman walked around C and nodded. "Nice lines on this one, pleasing to the eye. Mark her as a possible."

The man nodded and made a note on a piece of paper.

The woman walked to A and again the name and stand routine. "Small breasts, but she's got interesting little dimples on her ass doesn't she?"

"Yes Ma'am." The man answered.

"You, what's your name." To Jeannette.

"I'm slave J Mistress." Jeannette answered.

"Stand." The woman ordered.

Jeannette stood and let her mouth open on command, and was viewed all over.

"Look at that beautiful ass Robert, I want to beat it black and blue just looking at it." The woman said behind Jeannette. "Another possible." Then the woman left.

The door opened again shortly and again the girls were looked at. This man liked A best, and seemed disinterested in C. He left without looking at Jeannette more than a glance. Jeannette wasn't insulted, she simply was. The master they put her with would want her, she was certain of that, Master had said so.

A dark skinned man with bad breath squeezed Jeannette's breasts hard, and then made a note on his card. Then he smacked C's much larger tits to watch them shake, he nodded again, and moved out of the room.

Another woman came in and asked all of them to stand, she walked around and then left without making any note Jeannette could see.

Another man came in and in accented English told them to stand. They did, and waited. He spoke in another language, and none of the girls reacted. He shrugged and walked around He asked C the first question. "What is your name?"

"Slave C Master." C answered.

The man nodded and asked A, and she answered. Then he asked Jeannette.

"Slave J Master."

He nodded again and then with a wave of his hand walked out. Jeannette didn't know, but that was to be her Master.

This routine was followed for the next day and a half. Food was brought twice a day, and the girl's bucket was emptied twice a day too. Jeannette was given orders for Mouth by the dark skinned man with bad breath, and he ejaculated down her throat quickly Jeannette thanked him.

Later he came back and had C give him her mouth, and he came again very quickly.

The woman who liked the dimples of A's ass came back and hiked her skirt up and straddled A's face, and shuddered a short while later as her orgasm took her. A was thanked and the woman left.

One man came in and told C that he wanted her cunt, she complied and he fucked her for a long time before he came. Then he left.

On the third morning the slaves were all showered and waiting in their room. Food was brought, and the slaves merely waited.

In the large conference room, David the Sales Manager for the Vassal Group was going over each of the slaves in turn, and then the auction would start. He finished the list describing each Slaves best and worst attributes in turn.

Dieter Weiss sat and listened as the slaves were described. Several of the buyers shook their heads about Slave J's issues of needing positive re-enforcement. Desiring, desperately needing Master's love, which was an orgasm, urine, or whatever, Master gave.

"That's not what she's there for. She's there for our entertainment, not some pampered pet." A dark skinned man said in accented English.

A woman with a very thick British accent said. "How is she at taking pain? I would personally love to test her ability to take the lash."

"She has been beaten often, and tested on this. She is a signature product, which means her training is considered exceptional." David answered. A Signature product was the term they gave to Devon's creations, he had a significant following in the return buyers.

The dark skinned man shook his head again. "No one would want a slave that needs to be cuddled and petted. We are buying toys, not poodles to parade around."

When the bidding started, Slave C was first, and sold for a cool $750,000 to the dark skinned man.

Slave B a male slave, was sold for the same price to the English Woman. That buyer also bought slave G a female slave.

The auction moved along, and when it came to Slave J, Dieter was enthralled by the idea of a slave worshipping him. This was his first auction. Another buyer had told him about the auctions, and then set him up to meet the Sales manager for the group. David and Security had checked him out to make sure he was as advertised. Dieter Weiss had passed the tests, and was here because of that. He had money, and a history of interest in kinky sex.

Dieter bid a half million for Slave J. David accepted a bid of $550 Thousand from the dark skinned man. Dieter had suspected that the unknown to him dark skinned man was trying to talk the product down. As Dieter bid three quarters of a million dollars, he got a dirty look from the dark skinned man.

"$775,000" The dark skinned man said reluctantly.

"$850." Dieter said calmly.

After another look from the dark skinned man, Dieter smiled as the man shook his head and sales nodded.

"Any other bids?" David asked. When he got nothing but negatives, he nodded and said pointing to Dieter. "You're the winner sir."

Dieter had his first slave, and reveled in the feeling. He owned a human being, something that only a very few could say. More than that, he owned a slave who would worship him and do whatever he asked of her. He controlled a dozen businesses. He was a major force in another two dozen businesses. He controlled the futures of tens of thousands of workers, and now he owned a woman. One who would be grateful for whatever he felt like doing.

Dieter was taken after the auction into a smaller office where one of David's assistants was waiting. Dieter endured an hour-long briefing on what to watch for. Hans was also there, as his right hand man, and most trusted assistant. As they listened to the briefing and understood their responsibilities to care and eliminate the slave in case the programming broke.

"Herr Weiss, if you have any problems, you know how to reach us." The assistant finished up.

"Indeed I do." Weiss said.

Hans was frowning. He didn't like this very much. It was risky to him, but Weiss wanted it, and he had the money, and thus the power.

The travel arrangements were next. The group had a small number of airplanes designed to assist with this issue. Also they had customs people who were if not bought, then were merely incompetent. The girl would be transported the next day. Dieter and Hans would fly on a Gulfstream Jet to Germany. One of the smaller airports, where the customs would be cursory at best. The girl would be unconscious, and loaded into a large rolling piece of luggage.

The slaves were waiting, something they had all done for a long time, and were used to. The doors opened, and the Master with the clipboard came in.

"I'll call your name, as I do, come here and be presented to your new Master"

Everyone had knelt upon his arrival, and they all nodded and said "Yes Master."

Slave C was the first of Jeannette's room to be called, and then her own name was called.

"Slave J." Master with the clipboard called her.

Jeannette rose and walked to him and was directed out the door. She walked into a much larger room, and saw Slave C with the dark skinned man with bad breath. He was roughly fondling her breast and grinning at her. Outside the door, another man with a clipboard looked at her and then nodded to the man with the thick accent.

"Master Dieter, this is Slave J, your property sir." Master with the clipboard bowed slightly as Master Dieter clipped a leash to Jeannette's collar.

"Good Slave, come with me." Dieter said.

Jeannette followed him and he walked through the large house they were in and then outside to a waiting limo. He put her in the back and climbed in himself. Picking up the intercom phone he said. "The house please." and hung up.

Jeannette waited, kneeling on the floor and looked at his shoes.

"Slave J, I am your new Master, I am Dieter, and you are coming to live with me. Right now, we are going to a house I am renting, and we'll get acquainted then we'll fly to my home in Germany, Ja?" Master Dieter said

"Yes Master." Jeannette said. "Master, may I speak?"

"Ja. Slave." Dieter said.

"Master, is Ja similar to do you understand?" Jeannette asked.

"Sometimes Slave J, sometimes it is. It means Yes, and when at the end of the sentence, it means do you understand." Dieter allowed.

"Yes Master, thank you master." Jeannette nodded her head. She wanted to please her master, needed to please him.

Jeannette was led into a house from the garage and she followed Master to a bedroom.

"Slave, mouth." Dieter commanded.

Jeannette knelt at his feet and opened her mouth. He put his cock into her mouth and she sucked on him, using his reactions to judge when he enjoyed one technique or another.

"Slave, cunt." Dieter next told her.

Jeannette was almost ready anyway, enjoying herself like this, watching her Master's pleasure on his face.

Jeannette followed his instructions and straddled him, riding him happily as he started to swell, nearing his own orgasm.

"Slave, I understand you can only come on command, this is so Ja?" Dieter asked her.

"Oh Yes Master." Jeannette answered him.

"Good, I want to see this, come for me now." Dieter said, and Jeannette did

Dieter felt her cunt get even wetter, and grip him with all her muscles, and knew that she wasn't faking that. It truly was amazing, the way these trained girls would do anything for you. He owned a girl, an American girl, and could fuck her whenever he wanted.

He shuddered as the realization of this dream gripped him, and he began to ejaculate into her cunt. Jeannette smiled as she got her new masters love.

Looking down at him she said "Thank you master." and then rolled off of him and licked his softening cock clean. Thinking to herself that Master Devon was right, all she had to do was what she was told.

Dieter smiled back at her, the little slut actually thanked him for coming inside of her. She would fuck anyone he told her to, at least that was the story. "Slave, if I told you to do something with someone else, fuck them, would you do it?"

"Of course Master." Jeannette said automatically.

"Of course you will." Dieter said thinking. They had told him not to question the slaves about what if scenarios and such. It might cause the slave to break their programming. Give the slave orders, commands. Don't ever ask opinions or what they liked. They were trained to like what they were told to like.

He looked at his new toy and wondered about the next instructions he had been given. If the slave breaks programming, bring her back, and we'll retrain her and return her to you. If that isn't practical, eliminate the slave immediately. Notify us of the details, and we'll give you a credit on future purchases

"Slave, suck my cock." Dieter said and watched and Jeannette complied with his wishes. He had women who would pretend to enjoy this activity. His ex wife had pretended, until she had said, "I do." Then she didn't. He had women who would pretend to enjoy anything, for a price, but this one would truly enjoy it, and the price was essentially one time. When he got bored with her, he could throw her away and get another one.

Jeannette felt him grow erect and smiled as her Master told her what to do next.

"Slave, ass." Dieter said watching. Jeannette rolled again and was waiting him on all fours, her asshole obviously opening up, waiting for him to fuck her He entered her with his cock slick from her own lubrication of her mouth. She would obey him always, and he would fuck her whenever he felt like it. If the staff back home was good, they could have some. A house whore, what a wonderful world

Dieter felt his cock getting gripped harder now, her hole drying, her spit drying around his cock. He smiled and said. "Get my cock wet again Slave." He nearly came as she turned around and smiled as she lowered her head to his cock fresh from her ass. Dieter took all of his self control to keep from coming from the erotic power he held. She quickly licked him until his cock glistened with her spit, then she turned around and opened up waiting for him. He re-entered her and fucked wildly. He had never owned anyone before, and he liked it.

He told her to come for him, they had told him to give the slave plenty of orgasms, it helped keep their programming stable. He was also told he could adjust her programming, to allow her to come when she wanted, but he wanted to control that, give it away as a treat when she had pleased him. He liked the power.