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Chapter 13 slave transfer time
We split into two groups with all four of us loading up the slaves and then the twins being instructed to tidy up the cellar and move things about. We gave them a typewritten list of instructions and then ordered them to lock into separate cages when the tasks were complete. We put Colin's ex-boyfriend (now known as F) on display, ready for the arrivals of the new slaves, in a cage hanging in mid-air. We ordered that the twins not to communicate verbally and I let them know that I would review the training tape tomorrow to ensure that they had followed their orders. Basically we wanted the cellar tidied up and everything spotless by the time we returned. We also wanted the chains prepared with the cuffs at agreed places for the processing of the new slaves.
We got to the same warehouse and used the new password and we were directed to bay 17 where we found 8 cages. We unloaded our cages and loaded the new slaves and we were away within 20 minutes. We talked amongst ourselves so the slaves could hear us and we explored if we thought they were pretty slaves and other physical aspects of them. We got back to the Mansion and went down towards the cellar and could see the two slaves in the cage and the control panel showing the cages were locked . We went into the cellar and got the slaves out and congratulated them on their work as the cellar looked spotless. All of the gear had been sorted and cleaned and the leather polished. Slave F was in his cage hanging, waiting, ready for its processing. The next task would be short and then the four of us could go upstairs to bed.
The four of us got the new cages into the shower area. I had pre-programmed the water and the heat for the next 24 hours. The cold water and the heating were on 30 minute timers. We dimmed the lights but made sure they could all see the screen as I put on slave David's transformation video on a loop. We made sure that the volume was high so that the slaves did not get to sleep and they were subject to sleep deprivation. We had also stacked the 8 cages in 4 3 1 with one above everyone so the slaves on the bottom would get pissed and shit on if they were that unlucky. When the four of us came in the next day some of them had been very unlucky indeed. We had also put slave F above the cages on the ground and made sure that there was an emetic in its drink so the slaves below got the waste from both ends of the slave.
The twins entertained Alex and I by fucking each other until we all went to sleep. We knew this was the calm before the storm as we had a busy few days ahead of us. However, we knew that if we got this right, we would soon be relaxing once the slave routine was established. The four of us knew we had a long day ahead so we had a good breakfast and lunch the next day but did not join the slaves until late afternoon. Apart from when the twins were making food, we used them for various tasks including giving us each a double handed massage. When we were ready we got into our matching leather outfits and walked into the cellar. We then got slave F/Judas's cage, which was hanging in mid-air, and dropped it onto the ground and its cage was opened and the slave was prodded out and it was covered in its bodily filth. Our first job was to hose it down until all of the effluent was off its body.
We had decided to do something different so we got an O gag which we put in the slave's mouth under threat of more prods so it opened nice and wide. It was then locked on a fuck bench and it started to swear and curse, and every time it said anything impolite it was prodded until there was silence. We let it and the other slaves learn what was to be expected, i.e. absolute obedience. Once there was silence, we used both of its holes and we agreed that if using its mouth, we would make sure to cum on its face and then pissed on it to mark it as a slave. We made sure that we did not piss all the cum off so it got more and more marked as we all rotated. We used slave F as a hole for the whole time we processed the other slaves then processed F last. We left slave F there as we started to process the other slaves but came back to its holes when we needed to. If it discharged any liquid from any orifice it was hosed down . It is surprising how much waste it had around its balls which needed the full force of the hose to remove .
I just shouted "your processing begins now" and we got the highest cage on the floor and moved it to the chain area. We unlocked the door and prodded the slave inside, told the slave to get out of the cage, and we had marked on the chain where the head and each ankle or wrist should go. All four of us stood over the body as Alex did the neck then the wrist one by one, then the ankles. Of course the slave tried to fight us but four of us prodding the slave soon got it under control. We also sent ice cold water on the other slaves so they realised that not following orders always led to punishment for the other slaves.
The hog ties were removed and then we let the slave rest there before we hauled them by raising the chains until they were on their toes. The next step was to pull the gag out, wedge in and cauterise their vocal cord, followed by enema which was hosed away. Hair removal was next with at least one of us fucking the slave which we always stopped for. The twin would always be taking photos of the slave's transformation and we wanted to keep out of the way for that. We kept photos of all the slaves we had trained and the twin slave made up a file on each slave so we could show its progress.
Once we finished the hair removal, we showed itself in the mirror and then locked on a heavy collar and cuffs and then a chastity device. This device would be changed the next day once the slave had a Prince Albert piercing. As we put the chastity device on, we reminded the slave that it would never be allowed to cum again.
It was then tattooed with slave on its forehead. An additional step for any slave that came with tattoos is to have this removed as it was being processed. The procedure is usually done one cm square per session but we ignored that as we wanted all tattoos removed today so the slave could be pierced tomorrow. The last stage was to insert a lockable plug into the slave's cunt. I would explain its purpose a bit later. We then took photos of it from different angles and then gave it a chance to piss, then put it into a cage. There was fresh water in the cage and then it was moved to a specific area of the cellar.
Once all 9 slaves had been processed, I explained that they now knew what a prodder was like but they could all be punished in another way. I then turned on the anal plugs so they could see how effective that could be as they all got zapped in the cunt. The last control mechanism I showed them all is what would happen if they did not crawl. I brought one of the twins over and told it to kneel and swapped its collars. I told it to stand up and it screamed as it was shocked because of the height restriction. I told it to sit and gave its own collar back. The four of us were all horny and so we had an orgy in front of the slaves which lasted for some time.
We made sure that as well as seeing us fuck, they could also see projections of guys playing and/or training. This made sure that they were overstimulated. We noticed slaves trying to communicate with each other and we stopped this at once. I told the slaves that communication between slaves was a waste of energy as they only needed to listen to their Master. I reminded them that any attempt at communication would result in a prodding. To reinforce the message we varied the strength of the prodder so slaves would not know how debilitated they would be after being shocked.
The slave's initiation was not over as Hector came over with its owner and the owner's dog. Hector by now was a well-trained puppy dog and it was fucked by the dog which the slaves did not enjoy watching. This was the last time I saw Hector but it gave a great performance. I left the slaves to their thoughts as Hector, its owner and the dog left, and the four of us left to go upstairs. We monitored them all night but obviously they could not speak. We reminded them that their vocal cords no longer existed and as slaves we were not interested in what they thought or felt.
Day 2 of their training was about piercing and exercise. Alex had a busy day as he did all of the piercing but one of the twin was interested so this load was shared today. All four of us were in the cellar and as agreed we continued to process the slaves one by one. Each slave was also gagged and then had permanent hair removal cream applied. They also had their second enema. When we had processed all 9, we then played on a loop the before and after pictures. As we processed each one, we had put a bowl of water in each cage. We then left the slaves for the rest of the day.
The four of us discussed and then decided who would be the Judas pony tomorrow. It was the one we thought we would have the most trouble with. There was a tie and we had two slaves that need to be trained especially hard. We did the slaves in a specific order for enema and piss. Then we left with 2 of the slaves which were put on two fuck benches. These fuck benches were the ones with 15 fastening points to secure the slave. We then explained that because we thought these two were going to be the troublemakers, we had decided to have a Master slave competition as to which slave could be reddened the most. We had to be skilful as the first couple to draw blood would be the loser. We unlike the slaves enjoyed this paddling session.
I got a text to say a new delivery was to arrive in 3 hours . I showed this to the twins and Alex and we decided to do two hours flat out so we could meet the new slave at the Puppy Centre. One of the drivers (Neil) was staying with us for a few nights as a special procedure needed to be performed on the new pup.
We met the drivers at the puppy centre and carried the cage into the puppy training room, and then I took the cover on the cage off and inside was a gorgeous 21 year old, who I told everyone was the son of the solicitor who had stolen a million from me. As it was a niggar slave all of its tattoos were done in white. This slave was a gift from the Arabic Master. He had been taken in the usual way, involving a very expensive prostitute who had taken him back to her place, where he had been caged and then sent over to me. They had kindly put a shock collar on its neck and I used it to show my power over this new slave. It came out of the cage on second command, and again we just hung it on chains in our usual way so that Neil could see we knew what we were doing.
Once the slave was locked up, it had the gag removed and its voice box cauterised. As the slave had clothes with it, we ripped and cut its clothes off until it was just in its underwear. One of the slaves looked at the clothes and it was offered them by me. Once it was in just its underwear, we all sat in front of it and discussed next steps.
We made our suggestions as perverted as we could and the slave could be seen to be whimpering. Neil was obviously a racist and was an obvious choice for training any niggar slave. We got back to the slave and I noticed it was hard, as the prostitute had given it a long acting reaction stimulant. I took the piss out of the slave and it looked like it hated me even though the night was still young. I ripped off its underwear and without saying anything, all of its hair was removed from its groin by plucking. As always, we gave it an enema and everyone was invited to use it. Neil was 12 inches long and he was a rough fucker. When all the slave's hair had been removed and photos taken, I explained the next part of its transformation was to take place. Neil was raping him for the second time as we chatted and it was good to see a man enjoying his job.
One of the twins did a practice run with the tattoos and even though they were a bit messy, they were not bad at all and the slave got lots of congratulations for that. Before we did the piercing, Alex had to remove some tattoos and then we all did some flogging. Three times the slave fainted and a bucket of water was poured on it each time. The slave twin took some great photos of this. I then explained when the slave was back in its cage, that its steroid treatment would start tomorrow. I knew from the profile that it was immensely proud of its body but through specific milk shakes and steroids, its body would grow fat as I had decided this was the perfect punishment for the solicitor's son.
I also explained that, under anaesthesia, Neil would be doing two operations tomorrow. One to remove its testicles and nub its cock so it was only an inch long and could no longer get erect, and two to remove its teeth as it needed a bigger mouth space for what was planned. It would also learn to love dog and horse cocks but that was planned for further in its future. However having the teeth removed would add girth to the oral tube of the slave. Who knows how long a slave could live with all of this going on but it was 65 kg and I wanted it to be 180kg in 3 months. The slave was given its first injection by Neil who took us through the process. It was an auto injector so anywhere on its body would do. We decided that whilst it had balls, this was a good site for the injection.
We did not see the slave for 3 days after but Neil spent time with us over in the main manor. The operation had gone well and Neil had videoed it as there was a market for these sorts of videos. Neil and one of the two twin slaves were responsible for caring for the slave, and once all the stitches were out Neil advised no further training until 2 weeks had passed. It continued to get daily steroid shakes.
I thought it would be a nice touch if the slave sucked Neil off as a going away present but it looked like the fat slave, as we called him, was beginning to enjoy it. Neil said he really enjoyed his time with us and asked if he could work for us instead. I checked this out with the Arabic Master who was OK with that as he acknowledged that Neil had a skill set we did not have. He was come in occasionally for the next few weeks and then became a permanent part of the team. It was unfortunate for the slaves that his 12 inch cock was put to really good use. Neil fitted in well at the Mansion and he was very trustworthy and very sadistic. I contacted Hector's Master and asked him for a favour and he was happy to provide a dog for 3 days as long as he could see the video.
He was happy that the fat slave was masked. It was fortuitous that he also had horses which could also be used to humiliate the slave. We were weighing the slave on a daily basis and talking about its titties and udders. Its little nub was just beginning to have some fat hanging over it. Neil suggested injecting it with silicone which would help increase its weight. As I said Neil was sadistic, and he also gave it some face fillers so it soon lost its handsome look.
I had bought a specially reinforced fuck bench which could take up to 250 kg. Psychologically it must have hurt as I wanted to show it what it would become. It did not need a mask after Neil had finished with the fillers and make up since no one would recognise it. Once it was on the fuck bench and locked in, it had an enema which went down the drain and then it had my special hankie up its cunt, and then the dog came in and growled. We had set up videos and the twin was taking photos and the slave could see what was happening to it. I was used to what dog fucking looked like by now but it was a shock for the slave to be roughly penetrated and then used before being knotted. For three days, we would give the slave an enema every 12 hours and a milkshake every 8 hours. The dogs used it as much as they wanted to. After three days, we untied it once we had sorted out the claw marks on its back.
We weighed it and I was really pleased that it had put on 16kg. I loved the idea of it having breasts so we got a milking machine to pump the breasts and grow the nipples twice a day. We all loved humiliating the slave. We had sent before and after photos to the solicitor so he could see what had become of his son and we made sure that we left no fingerprints on the prints, envelopes or stamps so the letter could not be traced to us. When we got bored with it we sold it on, and it was picked up by one of the members of the Arabic Master's team. We were shortly to pick up a group of consensual slaves but we still had two hard weeks with the first batch from the Arabic Master.
These slaves had become quite competent at their training but we did wonder how much control we really had, so we became more demanding and more cruel and split them into one group of four and one group of five. We focussed on one group per day, while the other group is only let out of their cages at the beginning and end of the day to have an enema and be allowed to piss. We thought we would provoke each slave and then hurt it but following discussions we basically set up four/five torture spaces and rotated the slave between each one. We always did them in the same order as some activities were less intensive than others. The slaves not being tortured had a focus on physical activity.
The slaves being tortured moved between a double ended fuck then full fisting, which for most of them was the first time this was done, then a full hour of electro followed by a full body flogging. As long as we choreographed how they moved between activities, we were able to ensure that we did this safely as once the electro was set up it was all automatic. We all had access to the shock collar and if we activated one, all four went off so there was no real danger of one of the slaves getting loose. What they did not know was that most of the floor had sensors in them, which was linked to their slave chip and would ensure that they became immobilised if they went to the wrong part of the cellar. We completed this plan twice and the slaves were warned we would continue if we felt any resistance from them.
Both Alex and I maintained contact with the consensual slaves, and where opportunities arose, we decided that they could join us mid-way if it worked in our favour. On the fetish websites, we always approached those who seemed a bit hopeless or who clearly needed direction. Certainly, the economics drove those that were submissive into the lifestyle and for some it was a positive career choice. We occasionally got approached by those that were bored and had an affluent lifestyle. A commission from a close friend was to prove interesting as the son was involved with drugs and the father was refusing to pay for his son's habit anymore. The story of the son's life and training is explored in chapter 15.