Carolyn

Carolyn was forty years old. She was still attractive.  She stil made heads role. She was a mid level manager at a compony that employed a lot of people in this sate.  

She was a salaried manager. She had a belchors degree in business.  She was smart.  She was sucesfull. She was a chronic workaholic. She did not have much of a social life or much of a life outside work. 

At compony parties she put in a preaence. As soon as prorical allowed,she dartted away.  As far aa anyone could tell she talked about anything but shop. She did not seam to have any interest apart from work. While they made her a great aset to the company she did not realy have a life. She seemed to be fine with that. 

She was never maried. She had not been on a date in many years. She had no interest in any relationship let alone a romantic one.  

David liked middle aged women.  He had a fantasy of capturing a women in her forties and turning her into a broader slave. He would imagine a forty year old girl with a baby bump. He loved the idea. 

He imagined a pregent lady chained up. He loved it. He liked pregnant bondege. He thought of it routinely.  It made him very horny.  

David would never forget the first time he met. Carolyn.  It was at a cofee shop.  She wore a gray dress with sandles. She wore her hair in a braid.  He knew nothing about her. 

He wanted to talk to her. He could not work up the courage to talk to her. He did not even try.  He figured that it would be a futile effort.  He did still want to never the less. He did not do that. 

He kept seing her. He learned that her naime was Carolyn.  He learned that she was a manager of a major company that enployed a lot of people in the sate. He heard that she was a workaholic. He wished that he could change all that. He wanted to impregnate her. He wanted to plant his seed in her. 

What if he could transform her from a workaholic to a dutifull sex slave. He knew he could not in real life. It was a hot fantasy. He got thinking.  After a while he wondered if mayby he could.  

What if he captured Carolyn and made her a slave? It could not be done. Not in real life. Mayby it could. Mayby he could pull it off. He believed, if anyone could, it was him. 

He built a dungeon in his basement. He bought manicles. He built stocks. He built a rack. He built a wiping post. He did research into erbs that make her futile. He wanted her barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen.after preparing he believed that he was ready.

He did some thinking. He wondered if he was actualy going to do it. He came to the conclusion that  he was going to do it. Now it was time to put his plan into motion.  

She was forced to take a vacation.  She did not want to but she did not have a choice. This gave him his opening. 

He dressed in all black. He used tunnel system in the city.  He was able to go though the tunnels to her house. He ended up in her basement. 

She owned her own house. She bought it several years back. She was bored. She hated vavation. She was in a bathrobe.  She was sitting in her kitchen eating breakfast and drinking cofee. 

He came to her. He tazed her with a stun gun. She was knocked out.  He wanted her dressed in her business atire. He put her in a business suit. He wanted to transition her from a manager to a slave. He put a dog collar on her. He put her in chains.  He took her keys and put her in her car. He drove her to his property. 

He seditated her and brought her downstairs.  He removed her shoes.he put her in stocks. She woke up. She tried to get free. She screamed. 

He came to where she was.  “I demand to be released at once!” she said. “You are in no posistion to denand anything.  You are a slave. I am your master.  You will obey me to the letter. If you do not, you will be punished. ” he incisted. 

“I will not obey you. This is kidnaping. It wont stand. You are in a lot trouble. ” she declared.

“You are in stocks. You are in no posiation to dictate anything slut. You are a prisoner,  a slave. ” he said. 

“This will never work” she declared..”i think it will. ” he said. He left her in the stocks. She still wore the business suit.  She had to pee. He would not let her have a pee break. It was houers. She peed her pants. She waa humiliated as the pee went into her panties.  He kept her in her soiled cloths. 

After sevral hours he went over to her. “Alright! Slave i will let you out. Will you coperate?” he asked. She said yes. He made her say yes master. She said it. 

He took her our of the stalks. He told her to renove her cloths. She took off her brown sports coat. Then she removed the white blouse. Then she pulled down her brown pants.  She took off her underware. She tried to cover up her tits. He would not let her. 

He put her naked on a cross like stucture. He put her feet in restraints. Then her hands. He kept her there for several houers. Urine went down her legs. 

He then took her down. He let her eat. He told her that she was a slave.  He told her her name was keri now.  He braided her hair. He chaned her at night.  He tried to reinforce that she was a slave now and nothing more. He wanted her to give up her old life wilingly. 

“What do you plan on doing with me?” she asked .”i am going to breed you.  ” he insisted.  “I am forty.  How do you know i can be bred?” she asked. “We will find out. ” he said 

He had her eat erbs that helped with fertility. He had her exersize. He got on top of her. He put himself inside her. He had a huge cockm he slid it in to her.  He was forcefull but gentile.  She was turned on.  This was rape but she tried not to think about that. He went inside her multiple times.  

Sure enough she was pregnent. He had a strict diet. He had her on bed rest. He had her go to the dictors. He had her go as his girlfriend. He loved waching her pregnent belly get bigger. He gave into to her cravings. 

He had her naked most of the time. She did some chores around the house. She gave birth to healthy twin girls.

She decided not to try to esape. She was stress free. She had tasks but nothing too serious.  She was fed and kinda clothed. She was provided for. She lacked nothing.  

She became pregnent again at forty two and had a son. She had told her boss she was leaving her job. She told her land lady she was leaving the apartment.  

She liked her new life.  She was healthy and happy. She liked her master. He was good in bed. He was a good provider.  

The end.  

This is a work of fiction and fantasy. This aurhor does not endorse events depicted in this dramatization.  

The girl in the barn

While at college i was paired with my poller oposite.  I was from the citty. Wr grew up in an apartment. My dad worked as a secuity gaurd at company headquarters. My mom worked in an office as a bussiness manager. 

My roommate grew up in the country. His dad owned quite a few acres of land. He owned a good size house. His parent’s were not ritch but were well off. They were financially comfortible. My family was financialy sound but there was some belt tightening.  We did not know it. Nether nyself or my siblibgs knew that. To us it was normal. 

Nate my roommate and i were different.  I was studying to be a teacher.  He was studying pre law.  I had taken a break after high school and worked to earn mony for college. He was bank rolled by mom and dad. He had no problem with finances. 

We became close friends. During spring break, he invited me to come to his parents house. I agreed. I had never been to the sate he lived in. It was quite an adventure.   I looked forward to seeing his home and meeting his family.  

We drove from the college to his family’s property. It was a seven hour drive. We both took turns driving to the esate.

We arived. Nate always seemed perfectly normal.  He was your average guy. I saw two barns. It did not seem odd.  I thought that both barns had animals.  I was told that the second barn did not have animals.

I found that odd. This farm is basically bussiness.  His dad was a kind of ceo. He did some administration as well.   Why was the other barn not utilized? It made no sense. 

At the farm was his mom and dad. He had a brother who was two years younger then him. He had a sister who was three years younger. He had a seven year old sister as well. There were some hired workers who lived on the farm as well. 

His family was really nice.  They were all friendly. They were all happy to see me. They made me feel welcomed. The staff members did not seem to be very happy that i was hear.

It seemed like a normal farm. They were animals.  The were seeds, gardens.  Nothing looked out of sorts. It made no sense for them to be leery of me. There seemed to be no reason for them to be concerned by my presence.  

Apparently they did not get Many visators. Why were they concerned. At first i did not put any stock in it. The more nervous they got the more concern i got. 

I had had a great time there. I hit it off with his family.i loved his parents. I liked his brother. I liked his sisters. Especialy the younger sister. Nothing seemed off. The workers realy seemee to dislike me. I had no idea why. 

It was four days into my visit. His mom and dad and nate left on business.  Stephinie was watching her brother and sister.  I was basically by myself. 

I was curious. I really wanted to sneek into the second barn. I decided that that was wrong.  I decided that it was not being a good guests. 

I could not get it out of my head. I could not think of anything else.  I finaly caved into mt curiosity. I snunk into the barn. I opened. I was totaly shocked by what i saw. 

I opened the door. I saw a young women. She was in her early twenties.  She had long hair. It was long and flowing. She was naked. She was chaned up. She had a collar on her neck. It conected to ancle chains. Her boobs were big. I suspected that her brest were increased somehow. Some kind of augmentation.  She seemed in shock.  

I was angery. I went over to help her. The door opened. Two of the farm hands entered. They brandished weapons.  They told me to put ny hands up or i would be schoot on sight. 

I was taken to the main house. I was told to sit on the couch. I waited until the family returned including nate. “Craig?  What were you doing? “Nate asked. “What going on?” i denanded to know. 

“We ask the questions!” the farm hand said.  Nate waved him off. “Look that girl is a human cow. She is being milked. We generically altered her to create large large quantities  of milk. “Nate said.

“You kidnapped her? Forced her to do this aganst her will?”i asked. “Craig its complicated.” nate’s dad said. “How is slavery complicated? ” nate asked. “She is a clone. She is not a person.  Her donor agred to this. ” nate’s dad said 

I  horrified. I later learned that this was a lie. She was not a clone. She was captured.  I never believed the story.  I did learn that her brest were enlarged.  There were orher enlargements as well. There were other alternations as well. 

“Why is she naked?” i asked. “Its easier if she is unclothed. It is easier if she knows nothing of cloths. That way we can do test and such!” Stephinie said.  

I asked about why a barn. I knew the answer to that question. It was to reinforce the idea that she was a hunan cow. It was a kind of indoctrination. Brane washing.  It was similar to the conditioning used on slave brought to America from Africa on slave ships.  

the farm hands wanted to kill me. steph and nate faught to spare my life. i was a virtuel prisoner. i could not leave.  It was decided that our car would be found on a deserted part of the hughway. The car would be in fire. Enough dna were found to convince investigators that it was us.

They striped my cloths.  They made me a male cow. I impregnated Stephinie. I also impregnated the girl cow. We were slaves. We were determined to escape one day.

The end (or is it? ” )

Notes 

This is a work of fiction.  This is fantasy. This is not a based on reality. This is not condoning this activity.  

 

Man slave

I am derek. I worked at a fairly well known conpony. I was a manager in the finance compony. I got a good salary.  

One night, my car broke down.  I tried to find help. I came upon a large house. I was a bit nervous. I was not sure why but i knew i was. I tried to keep my cool. I figued it had something to do with nerves. I figured my fears were unfounded. 

I went up to the porch. I knocked on the door. A younger man,perhaps in his early to mid twenties answered. I explaned to him the situation. He invited me in. 

I hoped that my nerves would abait. I was surprised that they had not. He seemed nice enough.  I was stil concerned. This was a very uncomfortable situation. I tried to keep my cool. 

I should have gone with my fear. I should have listened to my gut. Of course i did not. I dismised it. Of course that inaction bit me in the but. 

He told me to sit down. He said he would call a tow truck to pick up my car. I thanked him. He left the room. Then after a minute or so, he came back with hie farther and two brothers. 

The father was tall. He apeared to be in his middle 50s. He was tall. He looked imposing.he tried to apear friendly.  I wondered if mayby he was annoyed that i had trespassed into his abode. 

The two others brothers were fairly tall and slender. They were fit but not hevily muscular.  They were atractive looking. They were hardly girlie nen but apeared to be somewhat fashion conscious.  

I introduced myself. His name was ed.his sons were phil, taarence and steve. We engaged in convetsation for a bit.

All of a sudden, he pulled out a tazer.before i could do anything, i collapsed.  

They picked me and dragged me to the basement.  They removed my shoes first. They took out scissors and cut up my shirt and pants.  They cut up my cloths. 

Then steve cut my underware. They put me on a table that resembled the rack used as a middle agged torture instrument.  My hands and feet were put in restrants. My legs were spread.

I woke up . i quickly remembered what had occurred.  I had been captured, kidnaped. I had been striped naked and strapped to a torture chamber. 

What is going on?” i demanded to know. ” you are to begin your slave training. ” the farther told me. 

Slave traning! They planed to make me there slave. I could not believe this. Did this people realy believe that they could get away with this. 

If the police found my car,they will search the general vacinity. It would Only be a matter of time before they found this house.  If they got a warrent they will find me. This nightmare would be over. They could not posibly beleve that they would get away with this. 

“Slave traning?” i asked. “You are to become our sex slave.  You will do chores around the property but your responsibly will be to keep us satisfied if you get our drift. ” the farther said.  

Oh no i thought. I had just been captured by some kind of rich gay bondage finatics. Of all the houses i could have come on i came on theres. 

They took out a rhazer and shaved my head. I loved my hair. I cried as i saw it fall to the ground. In the ancient middle east they used to shave the heads of women who had committed adultery.  It was a kind of shaming. I think that was what they were doing. This was ment to humiliate me. 

Then they shaved my legs.  Then they shaved my pubic area.  They shaved everything. My pubic area felt weird. It stung a little bit. 

They left me on the rack.  “Rule number one. You will refer to my father and myself and my brothers as master at all times!” phil said.  

I snarkily said yes master. Steve pulled my nipple. I yelped in pain. “Show the proper respect slave!” brother number two incisted. “Yes master!” i said. This time i was far more serious. They were pleased that i was contrite.

“Rule number one. You will never refuse a request from one of your masters. Failure to asend to out request will result in consequences.  Consequences you will not like. Is that clear?” phil asked.

“Yes master!” i said. ” you will be naked at all times. We will bathe you. Is that clear?” he asked. I said it was.

Then they unstraped me. It was not to not be restraned. They had me in a very uncomfortable position. They told me to get on my nees. I quickly complied.  I fell to the ground in obedience. I dared not to. 

I was to suck the dick of the farther. I did so. I never had any homosexual tendentcies. I had no desire to suck cock. It felt weird. I had to do it. 

I then had to suck the dick of the oldest of the brothers. This was very degrading. I felt sub human. It was horable..i just wanted to be home. I wanted all this to be over. I had no idea if it ever would be. Would i ever be free?  

They made me get on a bed. They each took turns sucking my cock. I fekt like a suck toy. I hated it..this was ilegal, imoral and in realy bad taste.  I wanted it to be over. 

They bathed me in a tub. They washed everything including my private areas. I slept in a cage. The cage had no bed or toilet. I did have a bucket to pee or deficate in. 

In the morning they put a coller on me and took me for a walk. They enjoyed degrading me. They did so as often as they could.

I had choes to do. They were not too dificult. I was well fed. I just was not free. I was frequently raped. 

I tried to esape. Each esape atenpt failed..they whiped me until i blead. One time they urinated all over me.it was awfull. I gave up trying to esape.

I think Stockholm syimdrome kicked in. I started to accept my new enviorment and circumstances. I came to accept it. I was a slave and would be for the rest of my life.

I have been hear for five years. I. At peace with it. I love gay sex. I have bwen given more privleges. I would never think of esaping. I am hardly sn eaquil but i do feel i belong hear now. 

End.