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Subject: {ASSM} Len, Jean and Vinny, Part two [BSDM, WSA2000, M/F Oral, NC]
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I looked down at Jean Frederik, who was laying where she had been
kicked back to, with a trace of cum on her face.  She's a rather
attractive strawberry blond, and either a natural one, or one that dyes
her pubic hair.  I hold up the stun gun "Do I need to use this?"  She
shakes her head back and forth as she sits up. "I'm going to gag you
any way."  With that I shove a ball gag into her mouth and fasten the
straps behind her head, then pull her to her feet.  I put a set of
cuffs on her, with her arms behind her back, then lead her out of the
room "Thank you Mr. Fries", I say as we leave.

I get her secured in the van.  As we start to head back to my office, I
tell her the facts of her new life.  "Unless you are pregnant at this
time, you have been converted into a slave.  Your husband and Vinny
have agreed to split the check for you.  Also, both of them have asked
that you be sold, if possible to the National Media Group, and I will
warn you that if you are bought by them you will undergo public
torture, then, in all likelihood, be killed on a National Media cable
TV station.  We were at a stop light, so I turned and looked back at
her. Tears were streaming down her face.  No matter what else this
woman was, and it appears that she's a bit of a cock hound, she didn't
want to be enslaved.  I reached back to release the ball gag from her,
warning her that if she starts screaming, I will taser her on the spot.
 She doesn't but does start "Please, Mister, don't take me.  Let me go,
tell them you couldn't find me."

I shake my head "Can't do that.  I'm not even going to say I'm sorry
about that either."

She sobs.  "If you can't do that, then at least, please, don't sell me
to the snuff shows.  Len watches those some times.  Makes me suck him
while he does, it's horrible what they do to those girls."

I reply "If you meet their needs this week, that's where your going, if
not, well, we will see.  Len did say he would rather you not be sold to
a BBQ place, but if that's the only option, he can live with that.
Seems he doesn't really care if you live or die, and in fact, would
rather you died."

She sobbed in silence for the rest of the trip back to the office.

When we got to the office, I opened the door and brought her in to the
waiting room.  I removed the cuffs from her and handed her a sample
cup.  "fill this to the line.  This is your last hope."  She went into
the ladies room and brought it back a few moment later.  I put a drop
on the DAP card.  It came back clean.  "Jean Frederik, you are enslaved
at this time."   With that I put a collar on her, then pushed the
intercom button.  "Ingrid, come escort this slave to the holding area."
 Ingrid and Lilly came in, Ingrid was muttering "I don't understand
teenagers at all."  I looked at them "What did that mob all want to
volunteer?"   Lilly shook her head "No, you remember that pair that
came in last week wanting to be graded?" I nodded "Seems that they went
to the same school as those girls.  They wanted to be graded as well.
Josh and that assistant of his talked two of them into signing
conditionals.  If in the next 90 days you get a request for a spit
muffin meeting their body type, well, you've got them.  I processed
their papers and contacted their parents, more than any thing else to
explain why they had collars on.  I used the digital cell model on
them, so you should be able to active their collars any where in the
country, not just within range of our network."  She raised her hands
"I know they are expensive, but the possible trade off is worth it.  I
told them the that they would get a shock if their conditional
enslavement was activated, and they had 2 hours to report, or their
heads would be blown off.  I did a demo to make sure that they were
active and to show them what it felt like."

I looked over at Lilly "Let me guess, you have a standing order for a
spit roast matching their body types."  Lilly smiled back "Only one of
them, but give me some time."

Ingrid was starting to lead Jean away.  "Ingrid, wait, if Josh is hear,
I need to talk to him anyway.  I'll take her back to be graded."  I
took Jean by the hand and headed back to the room that Josh and
Debby-Ann did their grading.  I walk in and find Debby-Ann on her knees
in front of Josh, who is in the process of unloading one of his massive
cums on to her face.  "Josh, we have dozens of slaves in this building.
 Why do you insist on cuming on the only free woman's face?"  Debby-Ann
looks up at me "Because we just graded 10 prime young sluts, and I was
major hot.  I wanted to put one on a Jessica 2000 machine, but if I
can't do that I want to have a hard cock in my mouth."  What can you
say to logic like that?  "Oh. I see, of course, by all means, cum on
her face then.  But when you are done, this is Jean, I know she's not a
cheerleader, but see what her grade is please, then have one of the
girls take her to the storage room.  I need her graded before Phil
comes in this week to evaluate for TTC.  As Debby-Ann went to get a rag
to clean her face off Josh asked "Stamp, tattoo or brand?"  I looked at
her "Stamp I think.  If TTC doesn't want her we can redo  it later as
needed."

About 20 minutes later, Josh and Debby-Ann walked into my office.  "We
are leaving out for the day, got some other places to do this
afternoon.  Jean was a borderline Grade A.  Really more of a Grade B.
Definitely not live roaster material, among other things, she's got
fake tits.  That a major down check right there.  Plus her body fat
level is just a little low, so all in all , good prime fuck toy, not a
so much as meat.  For what it's worth.  See you on the morrow."


While I waited on Phil to arrive, I went over my books.  Well, looked
at the reports that Lilly had done for me.  I really need to come up
with a way to reward her, I would have a hard time doing my business
with out her.   Need to think on that a bit.


Right on time, Phil arrived.  He stuck his head into my office and said
"I'm going back to check, any body you want to me to give a close check
on?  Or any really good ones?"

I told him that he should do a close check on Jean, because both of the
requesters had expressed and interest in her becoming a torture slave,
and that a couple of the bar flies were rather hot, and as so far
unclaimed.


His eyes went up at the "both" bit "You have got to tell me that story
some time..."

"It's all on tape. I suspect it will be on the show tonight."

About 10 minutes later Phil came back.  "I can give you 1100 for the
two blond bar flies, but no can do with the house wife, whats her name,
Jean?".

Well, that's that.  I signed the report, and was told that NMG would be
sending a truck by to pick the two blonds up in the morning.  Phil said
he would be back next week.

I thought about it for a minute.  I told Ingrid to get a sex skills
tester in and have them test Jean, and see if they could do it today.
A few minutes later Ingrid tells me that a guy from "S&F Testing" would
be by within the hour.   I called Len up on his cell and told him that
National Media didn't want Jean, and she was marginal as meat, and
didn't get a live roaster endorsement,  but I still had one more
possible high dollar client, but It would require a test to be run on
her, and that the test cost $50.00.  He told me that I should deduct
the test cost from the payout.  I thanked him and told him I would get
back to him.

The tester from "Suck and Fuck testing" showed up, right on time.  I
had Ingrid take him back to see Jean.

Roughly an hour later, he drops by my office, and gives me a report.
Her vaginal sex skills were rated at around 60%, anal were even worse,
but her oral skills were rated at 99%   He explained that they aren't
allowed to give out 100%, but if they did, she would have gotten one.
It seems she has no gag reflex, and can take an 18" test dildo all the
way in and hold it for any length of time.  "You are never going to
choke that chick, at least not with a cock.  Plus she knows what to do
with her tongue and lips.  And she give a real blow job not a porn star
job, which just looks good."


I pick up my phone and call "Deep Kiss Traders".  Jill answers the
phone.  "Jill, this is Mike West over at Spellbook, can I talk to Fred
please?"  I hear her call out "Dad!  It's Mr. West, he wants to talk to
you..."

Fred picks up the phone, and I hear him chuckle "Some day she will
learn about the hold button, what can I do for you, and Jill still
isn't for sale."

I laughed back, "Actually, she wasn't why I called this time.  What is
your going rate for a slave that tests out at 99% on her oral skills?"

Fred gets serious.  "Depends on who did the testing.   I don't trust
some of them."

I reply "It was S&F, last time I checked they weren't on your shit
list".

"No, they are OK.  Would add 5 points or so for their anal scores, but
aside from that, they are good.  Why, you got one that tested that
high?"

"Yeah, I do, and to be honest, I'm phasing out my rental business.
Between you me and the wall, I would advise you to get out of the
general sex slave rental business by, oh, start of school next year."

"Damn, they are going through with that?  I thought there was a lawsuit
holding it up.

"There was, but they reached a compromise last week.  Your oral sluts
business shouldn't be effected, nor will my torture slaves, but general
sex rentals are dead letter in Eastlake starting next school year.
They only way your going to compete is find a niche and stick to it,
which is why I'm getting out the non-torture slaves business, which is
why I have this highly skilled oral slave for sale, not in my rental
stable."

I heard a bit of keyboarding.  "So which one is she?"

I give him the camera number, knowing that he is checking her via the
web site that The Torture Channel has in support of my show.

"She's a looker.   A lot of the ones that test that high aren't
Something about needing to compensate"


"Her tits are fake, by the way"

"Teach your granny to suck eggs.  I can tell that from here".

"How much for her?" I ask.

I hear some keyboarding "A S&F 99% that looks good?  I can go a two
grand."   I do my figuring.  After taxes and every thing, that means
300 to me and around 650 for each of the requesters.   I can live with
that.  "OK, works for me.   When do you want her?"

Fred replies "I'll send Jill over this afternoon."



I call Len up and hear bar noises.   "I take it you and Vinny are
drinking lunch.  Drop by and I can cut you both a check for $650 each
for Jean.  Seems she a blow job queen and I'm selling her to a company
that specialize in those.  For what it's worth, the life expectancy of
a slave in a suck club is about 9 months, assuming they offer noose
sucks, which most do."


I hear Len call out "Hey, Vinny, we get 650 for the slut, work for
you?"  The reply is hard to make out, but after a second Len comes back
on the phone and says "Be there in a hours or so."

They arrive, in fact in less than an hour, take their checks and head
back out.  I hear Vinny say to Len "Hey, I'm going to be in town for
the rest of the week, let's see if we can catch our selves another slut
or two to sell."  Len replies "Sounds like a plan to me...."  I shake
my head, feeling that I haven't seen the last of those two.

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