Author's Note: This is an ongoing series.


Chapter 1

Almost 200 years had passed since Abraham Lincoln issued his Emancipation Proclamation in 1863, freeing the slaves. But today slavery was alive and well in the United States. If you had the money you could buy any kind of slave you wanted and that person belonged to you and you could do whatever you wanted with them. It said so right there in the sales contract.

There were different reasons why people became slaves. Most of them were persons serving life sentences, slavery being a less expensive alternative to prison for the government. Others decided to sign their lives away into slavery because of their own perverse desires. Still others were tricked or blackmailed by other people who wished to do them harm. And then there was a small group of people who were actually kidnapped and sold into slavery.

Janice was in this last group. She had been a beautiful, intelligent coed at a large state university and had her way in practically anything she wanted. She was on the swimming team, a member of the best sorority and was a good student. She also was a bitch goddess. She loved to lead guys on, getting them hot by acting seductive, letting them kiss her and fondle her, and then she would always back off at the last minute, saying: "Oh look, you've got the wrong idea about me, I'm not that kind of girl."

She would continue to lead them on and at precisely the right moment she would strike, in front of other people, putting them down and humiliating them. The problem is that she did this one time too many. One of her victims happened to be the son of a Latin American politician. He simply hired a hit man to kidnap her and take her into the woods to kill her.

The hired killer kidnapped her while she was walking to her car in a parking lot by pulling out a gun and forcing her into the trunk of a car. Then she simply disappeared. The hit man collected his fee but he didn't really kill her. He kept Janice captive in a small cabin deep in the woods, with a chain around her neck connected to a heavy log and with a hood covering her head. After six weeks he very discreetly sold her to a person thousands of miles away who was able to alter her identity and she eventually ended up at the Wildwood Academy for Girls, a training school for sex slaves.

The Wildwood Academy wasn't exactly a school. To start with, the door was always kept locked so that the "students" couldn't get out. The people who were sent there were mostly young women and they weren't exactly free to come and go. A few of them knew why they were there but most of them didn't. If they could only have known what was in store for them most of them would have done their utmost to escape. All of this was perfectly legal

Janice was started out at Wildwood in a brainwashing program since it looked like she was going to be extremely difficult to train as a sex slave. When she first arrived she was forced to have sex in the front, from the behind as well as being required to give oral sex to her captors. She violently withstood these attacks and it finally became necessary to sedate her since they were unable to get her to submit willingly or even resignedly any other way. After months of being subjected to their brainwashing techniques which consisted of total sensory deprivation, coupled with persuasive counseling sessions, behavior modification techniques as well as severe bondage and discipline, she gradually became resigned to being used sexually. After more time passed she began discover her own sexuality and began to enjoy her encounters and to participate enthusiastically. More behavior modification then caused her to gradually become addicted to sex. She got to where she couldn't live without it.

She would feel anger and humiliation when subjected to her captors' "requirements" but something inside her made her do these degrading things anyway simply because she had begun to like them intensely. She was hooked and couldn't stop. It was as if she were seeing these things happening to another person and the wild things they did to that other person who occupied her body would give her incredible erotic thrills even though at another level she was fully aware that that other person was her.

When she no longer objected to sex but instead started asking for it, they decided that the time had now arrived to "enroll" her at the Wildwood Academy.

Upon being officially enrolled she first now informed that she was a slave and property of the Wildwood Academy for Girls. She was no longer Janice. She was now called 6817, her registry number at the academy. She was informed that she no longer had any rights and the she now was subject to her any and all of her owners' whims. She was told about the slavery laws which at that time had been in effect for about eight years. She could be bought, sold or required to do whatever her owners wanted. They told her what they wanted her to know but there were also a lot of things they didn't tell her which if she had known then, would have caused her to do anything to escape this horrible fate.

When Janice, now 6817, was first admitted to Wildwood she underwent a minute scrutiny in order to evaluate her looks, her physique, her intelligence as well as other things such as her tolerance to pain and her sexuality. Once this was finished she was placed in the top group in every category. She was petite and beautiful. She had an ample bust and a small waist and well rounded hips. It was decided that she would immediately undergo surgery to remove her lowermost ribs in order to get her ready for severe tight laced corset training.

This operation was performed immediately and at the same time, in compliance with the slavery laws, she was operated on so that she could no longer have children. She again felt anger and humiliation for them doing these things to her without even telling her they were going to do them. She wondered if there was any way out of this nightmare. Could it be possible that there was no way out?

As soon as 6817 had recovered from the operation she was placed into a tightly laced corset every day. This corset was painfully tight and although at first it was terribly uncomfortable and restrictive it had a tremendous effect on her looks. Along with her well rounded hips and ample bust it caused her to become very sexy looking. She did not mind that part of it at all. She enjoyed looking hot as well as the effect she had on other people of both sexes when they would practically stare at her spectacular figure.

During the first year of the two year training course, 6817 was taught different sexual techniques. She was trained to have anal sex by receiving progressively larger and larger butt plugs until she was able to receive partners with huge members. She began to like this so much that she was able to reach climax within only a few strokes. She was also trained in the arts of having sex with other women. At first she felt revulsion in being forced to do it with other women but she quickly learned the techniques and got to where she liked it with women just as much as she did with men although to her it was an entirely different type of experience.

She was taught to like doing it with groups of three whether it was two women and one man or two men and one woman. She never grew to enjoy doing larger groups though, as she would get tired after doing it with the first two or three persons.

When she had been at Wildwood around eight months she reached a goal they had set for her, of having a twenty-inch waist. She woke up the morning after this goal was reached and discovered that they had done more things to her while unconscious. She found a thin, beautiful, polished stainless steel band around her waist and on close inspection she discovered that it had no seams or welds. She also found a similar band encircling her neck. These bands were actually quite attractive and sexy but since neither of them had any seams it was painfully obvious that they were there for good and had become a part of her permanent future. Although they weren't at all ugly they made it obvious to any onlooker that she was a sex slave. Then she looked in the mirror and saw a small, exquisitely artistic tattoo on her left cheek exactly on the tip of the check bone beneath the corner of her eye. It was a likeness of the Wildwood Academy emblem. Again, although it was very attractive, there was no mistaking why it was there; it was to show other people that she was a sex slave. Finally she looked at her breasts and saw that they now needed absolutely no lifting up. They were now a perfect 34C and she would never again have to wear a bra. She had always been proud of her near-perfect breasts and now they were even better.

It began to become obvious to her that where she was being taken with her life had no return and each thing they did to her was in part designed for the purpose of making sure she was reminded of her place. They were going to make sure that she was no good for anything else and continually remind her that there was no escape.

She thought to herself: "What am I supposed to do? I've become permanently disconnected from my past life. I don't even know where I am. I have no rights, hell! I don't even have a name any more. I'm a number; I'm property!"

In spite of this desperate feeling, since she had become so addicted to sex, she felt an erotic thrill each time they did something new to her even when it was perverse or caused her pain. The things always seemed to have a powerful attraction to them and she couldn't help being turned on even as the things were happening to her. She would feel ashamed at feeling like this but like a bitch in heat she was totally unable to control her urges to have erotic and sexual experiences at the very edge.

Anyway it wouldn't matter in the least how she felt about her horrible situation since there was absolutely nothing she could do to change it. She would simply have to learn to deal with a bad situation and make the best of it. At least she did have some things going for her. She was very pretty, she was extremely hot looking when she wanted to be and she was intelligent and learned very quickly and she loved sex – any kind of sex.

One day they brought her two very small beautiful rings. She was instructed to apply cream to her breasts to lubricate them and slip the rings on over her nipples as adornments. Curious, but not thinking too much about it she followed the instructions, thoroughly lubricating her nipples with cream and tried them on. They were an extremely tight fit but after only a few minutes they stopped hurting and actually felt quite erotic. She decided to remove them to inspect them more closely. It was then she discovered that they wouldn't come off. They had been equipped with many tiny barbs running in the opposite direction and if she had forced them off, she would have ripped her nipples to shreds. They were on for good. They were now a permanent part of her. At least they were beautiful and only added to her already exquisite beauty.

After a while she became accustomed to these rings. They became a part of her. She hardly even noticed them any more. Everybody else did though. The rings not only enhanced her beauty, they made her look as hot as one could possibly imagine. It was practically impossible for a person not to see her now even more prominent nipples showing through practically everything she wore.

6817 continued to perfect her sexual techniques and became quite well known at the school and virtually everyone tried her out. She virtually blew some people away. Others fell in love with her. Not only was she incredibly beautiful and sexy, she had become an expert at bringing her partners whether they be male or female to the verge of a climax and holding them there until they couldn't take it any longer and then letting them climax with a tremendous explosion of adrenaline. She had by now decided that if she couldn't change her situation she would become the best damned sex slave money could buy in order to salvage a small shred of her self esteem.

She was aware of the fact that they continued doing things to her which could be classified as body modification. First they had done her waist, then her breasts and after this they applied a depilatory process that caused her to lose every hair on her body except for her head, leaving her skin with a soft, silky smooth texture which turned on anybody who touched her.

One morning she awoke with that now familiar sensation of having been drugged and operated on in her sleep. Wondering what they had done to her now, she found bandages covering her throat. When she tried to say something no sound would come out. It was then that she realized that they had surgically removed her vocal cords. Not only that, she also discovered that they had severed some of the muscles in her tongue so that she could no longer form intelligible words to be able to even whisper! She also discovered that they had placed several rings around the edge of her tongue which had the added effect of further enhancing her already considerable exotic beauty. Her tongue could now only be used to eat and perform oral sex which of course she continued to do after recovering from this ordeal. Now she understood why the girls in the promotion ahead of hers never spoke to her or her friends. It wasn't because they were snobs; it was simply because they couldn't talk.

This new turn of events caused her to go into deep psychological depression. She was in such severe depression that she refused to cooperate with her owners and attempted to commit suicide. Finally it took more than three months of counseling and severe discipline to get her under control again.

They explained to her that this was in order to comply with the slavery laws. They were telling the truth. The slavery laws seemed drastic but they did serve the purpose of keeping the slaves in their place. The process was even more extreme for male slaves. Unless a man was being prepared as a sex slave he would always have his testicles and penis completely removed as well as receiving the other treatments roughly similar to what the females went through.

The slavery laws had been enacted by a very nervous congress approximately eight years before Janice became 6817 because they knew they were violating the human rights of those people who were slaves. The laws were enacted to make it very difficult for any slave to ever escape into Canada or Mexico where slavery was illegal, or organize into groups to offer resistance. On the surface they purported to protect the physical integrity of the slave. It was prohibited to kill a slave for example, but almost anything else was acceptable.

The usual thing done to slaves who became problems to their masters and who were not able to sell them was to send them to disposal centers where each slave was placed completely nude into an individual rectangular shaped cubicle, measuring six feet long, four feet wide and four feet tall. These completely bare cells were made of stainless steel and were totally dark inside with a drain in the floor. The caretakers would pass by once every 24 hours with a tray of food resembling dry dog food and a container of water. After the slaves finished eating, a second person would open the cubicle door long enough to hose it out. After being placed into these dark holes the slaves would spend the rest of their lives there alone. There wasn't even enough room to stand up inside these enclosures but the most maddening thing of all was that there was absolutely nothing for them to do in their extreme isolation. They didn't even have any clothes to wear. Most of them preferred death to this treatment but in most cases death would only come many years later.

The next thing was a couple of months after 6817 lost her voice and was equally bad. Again, with no warning, she awoke and when she opened her eyes she couldn't focus her vision on anything. They had operated on her optic nerves where they went into the retinas, permanently blocking the center of her field of vision. This meant that while she still had perfectly normal peripheral vision the center of her visual field had gone blank. She could no longer focus her vision on anything specific. She could no longer read nor operate any kind of machinery for example. This frustrated her to no end and she desperately wanted to know what other things were still coming before they were through tormenting her like this. Since they had made it almost impossible for her communicate adequately she couldn't even ask them.

Fortunately for her she had a basically outgoing personality and had made many friends during the almost two years she had been at Wildwood. The only people she didn't get along with were the people in the Bondage and Discipline Department. These people were well known as being extreme anti social sexual perverts and were always trying to break the will of their students. The thing is though, 6817 actually came to crave these severe sessions which were almost like torture and which would sometimes last for days. She didn't like the cruel things they did to her but they turned her on intensely. She began working out at the academy gym in order to become more flexible so that she could withstand some of the almost impossibly cruel things to which they would subject her. In spite of the more than usual attention they gave to her they never were able to break her spirit and the only thing they could do that really terrified her was to place her into tight dark spaces.

The next thing scheduled to take place ended up not being done to her at all. The slavery laws up to now had required a sex slave to be tethered when in public and have their hands disabled, by hand cuffing them to the permanent steel waist band they all wore.

This year it had become a requirement to disable the slaves' hands by surgically removing the tendons that controlled the fingers. Starting at the beginning of the present year, none of the sex slaves would any longer have the use of their hands. 6817 was excused from this because she had become very skilled at doing incredibly erotic things with her hands during her sexual encounters. She had become well known for the stroking, caressing and scratching which had become a part of her now well known sexual skill. Unfortunately she was ignorant of this pardon from losing control over her hands, not knowing she had been favored.

One day they took her to a photographic session and it was explained to her that this was for her catalog pictures because she was being put up for sale. This gave her an instant feeling of hope, that somebody from her past life would recognize her from her photograph and cause her to eventually be rescued.

Again, they weren't telling her the truth. The pictures were for a catalog but a very different one from that which she thought. They were compiling a catalog for their annual confidential auction where the slaves who had ended up in slavery through illegal means were put up for auction. Only people were invited after undergoing a thorough confidential screening.

She was purchased by a very adventuresome and rich young couple in Las Vegas who were into innovative sexual encounters and they were looking forward to having her with them. Fortunately for 6817, because they could afford it, they were able to buy a second slave to take care of dressing and grooming her.

Jerry and Sylvia had made a lot of money in real estate and were into all kinds of new things in their sexual encounters. They had begun hearing rumors about how good 6817 was and could hardly wait for her to be shipped to them.

One day she was taken in a van to a shipping office. They told her they were sending her to her new owners. She wanted to know more about them and where it was she was being sent. They didn't tell her and this left her more distressed her even more than before because she didn't even know where she was at the present time and this had always disconcerted her. She knew that her family would be interested in getting her back but all details of her whereabouts were deliberately kept from her for fear of them bringing the police and taking her home with them.

She was terrified about being closed up inside a box. When they got to the shipping office they opened up a box that looked like one of those car top carriers shaped like a cocoon. They had stopped giving her solid food approximately 48 hours before and this had made her suspect that something new was about to happen.

In contrast to her life inside Wildwood, she didn't know the people who had brought her to this office. When she arrived, the first thing they did was take all of her clothing away from her. She was informed that she would be transported completely nude and her new owners would decide how to clothe her when she got there.

She was then placed on an examination table. They were treating her quite badly showing absolutely no respect. They roughly turned her over and inserted an enema tube into her rectum and proceeded to administer three separate enemas in order to leave her clean for her journey. After this they turned her onto her back again and inserted a very soft tube into one of her nostrils. She felt as if this tube was being inserted practically into her brain. The tube began snaking downward and she could feel a tickling sensation in the back of her throat as it snaked its way on through and into her esophagus and on down into her stomach. Since it was passing through the very back of her throat it was too deep to cause a gag response. This tube had a small bulb which could be inflated with sterile saline solution through a parallel tube in order to prevent it from coming out. This tube would be used to automatically inject liquids and liquefied nourishment directly into her stomach at programmed intervals. She then received a second tube slightly larger in diameter inserted into her other nostril as far as her throat. This second tube was her breathing tube and would ensure her an abundant supply of fresh air at all times.

After this they turned her over onto her stomach again and inserted a rather large butt plug into her anus. This plug was tapered in shape so that it would stay in place and had a hole though its center with a tube through which to collect her body's wastes. Since she was on a liquid diet she would be expelling no solids. Then they inserted a catheter into her urethra. This was a slender tube inserted into her bladder in order to remove urine from her body neatly. Once all of these things were complete she would be anesthetized and placed unconscious into the box. Her mouth, eyes and ears would be covered with tape and then they would spray her with foam all over, embedding her body into soft but firm foam. When she would awaken several hours later she would not be able to move her body even a fraction of an inch and would remain in this position during the three to four day trip in the back of the truck to Las Vegas. When she arrived they would open up the container and remove her with her instruction manual.