21st Century Subterranean Slavery : Part II

She assumed that her stay in the Madam’s and Warden’s offices was about learning the ropes and wondered when she would be sent to the line up, or to the training classes he’d talked about? Every day she watched slaves brought in, some had been punished and she knew by now that after the madam lashed them or sentenced them to the pit for having failed to satisfy a client properly a visit to the warden’s office was compulsory. Some seemed to be brought in just for his pleasure. She wondered if he had a rotation schedule for motivation purposes so he could check out their skill levels or perhaps he just wanted every slave not to forget that he could fuck them at will.

Once a day she was brought back to the madam’s office for a couple of hours to be part of her live furniture or just stand there, probably to listen to her judgments and witness the punishments.

On the third day she was taken out of his office and brought into a photo studio. They took a series of portraits were she was ordered to assume various expressions. Next they took full body shots basically, straight front, side and rear, mostly with her hands behind her head but also some with her holding the ball.

Close-ups were taken of her ass and breasts, even several close-ups of her vagina with her legs spread wide after an assistant fluffed her bush and rubbed Vaseline into every part of her inner and outer labia. For one shot the assistant spread her labia with her fingers opening her vaginal entrance. Another shot was taken from behind while she touched the floor again with the assistant spreading her cheeks. For another shot the wrist chain was added and she was ordered to assume a hopeless expression, which was not difficult. She was then returned to the Warden’s office.

Except for the photo shoot, every day and night was the same and yet different, the differencewas new slaves she hadn’t seen before but the warden was always the same, fucking someone every two hours or so, sometimes beating them before or after and sometimes not. He fucked her one way or another three of four times during each twenty four hour period. She also satisfied the madam once each evening in the bedroom. She found that the madam had a fascination with her tits, playing with them during sex or lying on top of her with them squeezed around her face while another slave either fucked her or ate her out. More than once the madam had slept on top of her on her side resting her head on one tit with One-eight-six being ordered to hold her other tit against her face.

On her fourth Day just after lunch three slaves were brought in and lined up next to One-eight-six; a male Asian, a female Asian Indian and a white female. The warden did not process them and an hour later ordered the Asian Indian to get on the divan with her legs straight up and spread wide. He got busy on the phones and she struggled to maintain her position. Finally after ten minutes he put down the phone, shouted some orders to the blackboard slaves and then jumped on his waiting slave, fucking her missionary style but then suddenly pulled out ordering her to raise her hips and then sodomized her groaning like an animal as he ejaculated. He made her suck his cock after that and then slapped her face maybe ten times as she thanked him in broken English and pleaded for more.

One-eight-six was by now a part of the chorus. She became his live seat for a time then his cock sheath and later the back of his live chair.

Later he fucked the Asian Indian again from behind while standing up, with the White female kissing him. Later the male asian slave sucked him off with the Asian Indian female kissing him. It seemed to One-eight-six that he was able to ejaculate every hour and a half to two hours day and night.

One tha same day a guard brought in the Black Latino she had witnessed being sentenced to fifteen days in the pit. She was trembling constantly while she waited for the warden to address her.

“One-four-nine, you were brought out of the pit early because the client you insulted for absolute no reason has requested your body for tonight. You see to appease him, since he launched a legitimate complaint about your behavior, the syndicate rigged a crab table in the Casino allowing him to win a tidy sum. This means you are responsible for the syndicate taking a loss. Now he will be spending quite a bit on you tonight. Because of your voluptuous body, rare beauty and youthful twenty years, you are listed in the catalog at a high premium. However they will still suffer a loss because of the Casino payout. What is important to the syndicate it their reputation, so you will be given a chance to satisfy this client tonight. If there is the slightest complaint, you will get the one hundred lashes you begged the madam for, plus thirty days with rats and snakes. If the client is satisfied you will get forty lashes from the madam in the morning and you’ll be in our good graces again.” He got up and pushed his body against hers, "but you can go back to the pit right if you like.” She shuddered and then threw her arms around his neck kissing him madly.

“Oh Warden, thank you, thank you; I love you more than anything. Oh that pit I’ll never do anything stupid again. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” One-eight-six noticed his cock rising out of his robe. He ordered her to turn around, she gasped with joy and turned bending over as his cock rammed her cunt while he clutched her luscious hips. She churned and shook her bubble ass with incredible speed while moaning ecstatically until he groaned his climax. She turned with lightning speed, dropping to her knees and probably caught half his load in her mouth making contented gulping sounds.

He stood back and then notice that an Asian male who was probably an inch shorter than the warden with an erection. He stared at him hard and slapped his face at least ten times.

“How dare you entertain sexual thoughts without my permission slave?” Even after the ten smacks his cock was still erect. The warden held an open hand under his cock and slammed his fist down hard deflating it instantly and then slammed his cheeks again so hard he staggered trying to keep his balance. “Thank me slave,” He threw his arms around the warden, kissing him with a passion One-eight-six found hard to believe. He smacked him again a few time and then asked the Guard for his clipboard.

“One-five-three, you got twenty lashes from the Madam earlier for taking too long to fellate your client. Let’s see you’ve been here five months and initially spent fifteen days in the pit for refusing to suck my cock. Oh yes I remember; are we beginning to have second thoughts about homosexual love, slave?"

“Oh please no Warden, I suck big white man one time good, him very happy then him fuck my ass and spray very happy but later time wants to get suck job again. I try very, very hard first give massage, lick body all with tongue and then suck. He come and happy then but complain to office, too long time.”

The Warden addressed the blackboard slave, “Mark One-five-three as X. One of the females on the blackboards marked an X on the Asian male’s column. He then ordered him under his table and a white female behind his chair while he ordered X’s under their numbers on the blackboards.

He returned to his table making notes on the black Latino’s clipboard and signed it. “Guard, have One-four-nine prepared for delivery to room two forty-nine at nineteen hundred hours.” She picked up her ball and was led out by the guard her, eyes nearly closed in tears, taking deep breaths of relief. One-eight-six noticed one of the black board slaves erasing and adding PR to One-four-nine’s column.

One-four-nine was led in before noon the following day smiling form ear to ear despite her one eye being blackened and her bubble ass a mess of welts. She lined up next to One-eight-six.

“So you have seen the madam?”

“Yes warden I got my forty lashes,” she turned displaying her multi colored ass.”

“And I see your client did a good job on your face.”

“I never stopped smiling and loving him with every blow and four ejaculations, twice in my ass. I’m his little nigger monkey now.”

“Yes he gave you an excellent report and booked another night in about a month. Your face should be pretty by then, depending on how many nights you do dungeon service.” He turned to the blackboard and ordered DG written under her number. “You’ll look good in the dungeon for a while,” he grumbled while getting up pointing at the floor. She dropped to her knees eagerly blowing him and then received several slaps to her smiling face while still swallowing. “Guard, take One-four-nine to the clinic for attention.”

One-eight-six fed his lunch mouth to mouth and spent some of that afternoon on her knees with his cock in her mouth and discovered when she was back on her X, that her column had been change to X-(TR). She discovered later that anything in brackets meant the following day.

To be continued...