Author's Note: I do not condone slavery this story all comes from a fantasy in my head.


Karen and her sister Laura were going on holiday to Mexico. They both worked as nurses and shared a flat together. They didn't have a lot of friends and were happy with each other's company. Karen was the older of the two at 26 and was a well-built brunette while Laura at 18 was a petite blonde. Karen usually made all the decisions. The two sisters had stopped at a hotel for the night before driving to the airport the next morning. It was quite run down and the clerk made the sisters uneasy. Karen was dressed in jeans and a tank top and Laura was in a short dress.

"Here's your key enjoy your stay ladies", the clerk said winking.

"Thank you", Karen said feeling uneasy.

The sisters got to their room and it looked very run-down.

"This is disgusting!" moaned Laura.

"Don't worry it's one night", replied Karen.

The sisters went to bed tired from driving all day. Meanwhile, two men arrived at the front desk.

"Any lone women staying here?" one of them asked the clerk.

"Yes in room 13 here is a key. I'm tempted to just buy the blonde one as my personal slave but I'm too poor, unfortunately."

The men then barged into the room each pouncing on the girls, ripping off their clothes and forcing them into straitjackets. They were then ball gagged and put in leg irons. They struggled but the men were used to this and the girls were no match for them.

"You'll make a pretty penny blondie!" one said.

"You'll likely end up as a hard labour slave", the other man said to Karen.

Leather hoods were put over their heads. Leather posture collars were then locked around their necks and they were lead by leashes out of the hotel and thrown into a van. The van was stifling and the girls could only breathe through two holes in the hood for their nostrils. They sweated heavily under the hoods. They screamed as loud as they could but to no avail. They then sobbed at their current situation. The journey lasted around four hours without stopping and the girls had wet themselves. They eventually passed out from the stifling heat. They woke when the van doors finally opened.

"On your feet cunts!" a man said.

The girls cried and struggled to their feet. They were sprayed with a hose which felt good. The man then climbed into the back.

"Okay, bitches I am going to remove your hoods and gags and give you some water. If you talk you will get no water. Both sisters kept quiet and breathed sighs of relief when the hoods and gags were off. They each drank some water from a straw before the man went to put their gags back on. Laura just cried and let him put the gag and hood back on.

"Let us go, you fucking psycho!" Karen yelled.

The man just slapped her hard on the face and put the ball gag on uncomfortably tight before putting her hood back on.

"Feisty slaves will be dealt with severely", the man said.

The man then undid Karen's straitjacket and put clamps on her nipples. She screamed and the straitjacket was put back on. Leashes were clipped to their collars and they were taken onto a ship. When taken below deck they heard other pitiful moans. There were at least fifty other women wearing straitjackets, hoods and gags and they were all crammed into a cage. They couldn't move at all and the stench was unbearable. Laura was shoved in and the barred door dug into her skin as it was closed. Karen struggled all the way but Laura seemed to have given up and resigned to her fate.

Before Karen was put in the cage the man who brought her said "This bitch needs to be taught a lesson. Give her twenty lashes with the bull whip."

Karen kept struggling as her straitjacket was removed and her wrists were attached to two posts. She still wore her nipple clamps. She tensed waiting for the first blow. The man lightly slapped her ass and she jumped then he brought the whip down on it. Karen screamed as more blows landed on her back, ass and legs. After ten lashes she was turned around and the next ten landed on her breasts and stomach. Karen screamed herself hoarse. She was almost unconscious when salt water was thrown over her and the straitjacket and hood were put back on. She was crammed into the cage and only managed to stand because of all the other women around her. The other women heard the whip and Karen's screams and whimpered.

"That's how we deal with feisty bitches. Enjoy your voyage", the man said laughing and left.

The voyage lasted about a day. Some of the women got seasick and choked to death on their vomit adding to the stench of faeces and urine. None of the women could sleep and they were exhausted. They were like chickens in a battery cage. Karen was still determined not to have her spirit broken but the whipping and lack of sleep had taken their toll. After the worst journey of their lives, the women were taken out of the cage and lined up in a coffle. Karen was at the front and Laura was behind along with everyone else. The dead women were thrown into the sea. The only free women on the island were those born there. Women who were slaves did it voluntarily or women who caused trouble and of course the poor women who were captured and brought there. Less attractive women were used for hard labour and the prettier ones were usually sold to individual men or women. Attractive women who weren't sold to individuals were sold to brothels.

The women were led out onto a dock and into a large building. They were led to poles on either side of each other and after having their straitjackets removed were attached spread eagled. Their hoods were removed but the gags stayed in place. Laura sobbed and Karen who never usually cried sobbed too. Their jaws ached having been gagged for over 24 hours. The room they were in had a marble floor and walls and several tables with people eating. The women drooled. Other slaves were serving food and offering their bodies. A man then spoke.

"We have some fine new merchandise ladies and gentlemen. Untrained but broken and willing to obey. They will be on display until midnight so place your bids!"

Karen was humiliated and continued crying. Laura had stopped and just hung her head in shame. A man walked up to her. He was tall and muscular and looked around 45 years old. He squeezed Laura's breasts and Karen tried to yell "leave her alone", but it came out as unintelligible.

"Are you a virgin slut?" the man asked Laura.

Laura nodded. She considered herself asexual. She had no desire for a boyfriend or girlfriend. She had never masturbated and generally had no interest in sex at all.

"Pretty isn't she?" the seller said.

"Yes", said the man. "I'll bid $1m on her. Nobody will beat that."

A sign saying "$1m" was hung around her neck. Karen stood for hours before anyone looked at her. She was so tired she fell asleep. At around 5 mins to midnight she was woken when a man grabbed her face. He was fat and tall and Karen found him intimidating. His name Karen learned was Mike.

"You'll serve me well slut. Is $50 enough?" he asked the seller.

"Yes, she is all yours. She should be no trouble as you can tell from the whip marks."

"Okay that's the end of the auction", the seller said. "Congratulations to the winning bidders. You may take your merchandise home."

Several men released the women from the posts and their new owners led them away. Karen sobbed as Laura was taken away. Laura started crying but put up no resistance. Karen was released but she was strong and athletic and started running. She got outside and was shot with a tranquillizer before passing out. When she woke she was strapped to a gynaecological chair. Her owner and another man were there.

"you'll see what we do to runaway slaves."

Her owner removed her gag and she flexed her aching jaw. She was ready to yell and protest but a dental gag was inserted.

"So what will it be?" the man asked.

"A tongue ring, nipple rings and also rings in her Achilles' tendons to stop her running away again. Also, a brand on her ass saying "Labour Slave" so that people can rent her. Also fuse her fingers together. Just to amuse me", Mike said laughing.

"Ok, no problem. I'll start with the tongue."

Karen was terrified as the man grabbed her tongue and punched a hole through it and inserted a large thick ring. Karen screamed bloody murder and found she could no longer keep her tongue in her mouth. Karen still had the nipple clamps on. Her nipples had gone numb and she screamed again when they were finally taken off. They still hurt as they were pierced and ringed.

"Ok now for the feet rings and brand", the man said as if talking about a car.

Karen was unstrapped from the chair and strapped face-down to a table. She screamed again as the man used a special tool to put holes in her Achilles tendons and inserted very heavy rings using pliers to get them in her feet. Karen had never felt so much pain in her life. On top of it all, she was tired, hungry and thirsty. She braced herself for the brand which was put on her right ass cheek. Her scream now sounded hoarse. Lastly, the evil man used a special glue to stick her fingers together leaving her thumbs free. The glue burned but compared to her earlier treatment it was nothing. Karen was unstrapped from the table and her owner cuffed her hands behind her back. She was still in pain and so tired she collapsed. Mike clipped a leash to her tongue ring and pulled her up.

"Get up and walk slut!" he yelled.

Karen moaned and got up. Her ankle rings pulled on her flesh with every step and bounced and hit her heels hard if she ran. They also dragged on the ground. Karen saw most of the island for the first time and was very frightened. There were women everywhere some horribly modified. Some didn't look like women as they had shaved heads and their breasts removed. Karen was taken to her owner's house which was a small one storey building. Outside was a cage with a concrete floor. It faced the street where people would be able to see her.

"This is your new home get comfortable bitch", Mike said before putting her in.

"I'm going to take your cuffs off don't try anything or I will have your arms removed."

Karen believed him and did nothing.

"Now on your knees slut", Mike demanded.

Karen complied.

"Are you thirsty?"

Karen nodded and Mike slapped her.

"You will speak when I ask you a question! You will also not use "I" or "me" you will refer to yourself as "your worthless slave" and I as Master and other men as Sir do you understand?"

"Your worthless slave understands Master", Karen said a bit garbled.

"Good now, are you thirsty?"

"Your worthless slave is parched Master."

"Open your mouth and don't you dare move."

Karen did.

Mike then got his cock out and pissed in her mouth. Karen retched but was so thirsty she let him pee in her mouth. Mike then laughed and left locking the door. Karen was now well and truly broken. She cried at her situation. Her life changed forever in just a couple of days. She cried for Laura but she was probably in a better situation. Laura's owner seemed strict but fair. Karen's owner was a big lazy sadist. Karen was exhausted and cried herself to sleep. She was woken when Mike banged on the cage.

"Wake up slut! You have work to do but first your breakfast."

He put down two metal dog bowls one with wet dog food the other with what looked like piss.

"Eat it or get nothing and starve. Filthy sluts like you don't deserve human food. Don't use your hands."

Karen was so hungry she forced down the food and drank the piss.

"Now thank me for the food."

"Thank you for the food Master."

"Now come and cook my breakfast."

Mike clipped a leash to Karen's tongue ring. It amused him to hear her moaning and struggling. Karen was led to the kitchen.

"Everything is laid out. You will be gagged when preparing food."

A leather gag was put on covering the bottom half of her face. Mike went next door and slumped in a chair to watch TV. Karen wanted to punch him so hard but was too frightened and just got to the task at hand. She cooked a full breakfast and she drooled. It was made difficult with her fingers stuck together. She brought it to Mike.

"Ok now kneel and be quiet while I eat."

Mike held Karen's leash while he ate. 'Fat Pig' Karen thought to herself. When he'd finished he removed Karen's gag and pulled his cock out.

"Suck it slut", he said.

Karen hesitated and he grabbed her hair and forced his cock in her mouth. Karen retched and choked. He smelled terrible. He then came down her throat.

"Don't you dare vomit. Now take this plate and wash it and put it away."

Karen sobbed. She had a boyfriend in high school but had only had normal penetrative sex. She had no desire for oral sex. She washed the plate and returned to the living room. Mike then locked a long heavy chain to her collar.

"This chain will allow you to reach the end of my lawn. Now go out and mow the lawn."

Karen complied and went outside. The chain along with her ankle rings made mowing the lawn an exhausting task. Thinking her fat 'owner' was sleeping she sat down. She barely had any sleep last night. Mike then came out after around 10 minutes.

"Wake up lazy slut!", he said kicking her. "You will be punished later."

Karen cried and continued. 'Lazy slut' she thought to herself. 'He's one to talk!' After another 10 minutes, she finished. She wondered how she'd be punished. She was about to find out. Mike unlocked her neck chain and took her to a tree. He cuffed her hands behind her, clipped a leash to her tongue ring and put it over a branch tieing it off leaving her balancing on her toes with her tongue stretched to its limit. She thought it was going to rip off.

"Now don't go anywhere. I have friends coming who want to meet you."

Karen moaned in pain and discomfort while Mike went inside. Fifteen minutes later Mike came back with around five other people all men. Karen felt so humiliated.

"What an ugly slave", one man said. "Why didn't you buy a prettier one Mike?"

"The bids were too high and this bitch was the only one left", Mike said. "Right now she is being punished for laziness."

"Can we have some fun with her?" the man asked.

"Of course", Mike said. "She is still learning her place around here."

Without a word the man went up to Karen and started tickling her. She was very ticklish and despite her sore tongue, she laughed until tears came.

"Ok my turn", another man said.

He took out some lemon juice and poured it on her tongue. Karen shook and squeezed her eyes shut. The men laughed. Another man had a vibrator and pressed it against Karen's clit. She moaned with pleasure then the man took it away leaving Karen rubbing her legs together in vain. Another man spanked her until her ass was bright red and she cried in humiliation. She was not into BDSM. After more pain and humiliation she was released from the tree. Her handcuffs were relocked in front of her. Her gag was put on. Her tongue had been so stretched it had to be manually pushed into her mouth.

"Hmm handy just keeping these cuffs on you. Now go and make us lunch."

Karen went to the kitchen and made a plate of sandwiches. She so badly wanted to eat them but her gag was so tight that it was impossible. She still had thoughts of running away but she was now securely chained all the time. Karen took the sandwiches out. Because of her handcuffs, she couldn't carry the plate very well and dropped it. She cowered in fear as Mike rose to his feet.

"Stupid, clumsy bitch!" he yelled kicking her. "Hold her chain for a minute Fred", Mike told one of the men."

"With pleasure", he said.

Mike went inside and Fred played with Karen's breasts. Mike returned with an enema bag and a butt plug. Karen had never had anything up her ass in her life. Mike inserted the hose into her ass hole and she winced. He then turned the nozzle and Karen's bowel filled with cold water. Her belly was so swollen she looked pregnant. She moaned into her gag. Mike then removed the hose and inserted the thankfully lubricated butt plug. Karen moaned in discomfort.

"Now go and make more sandwiches bitch!" Mike said slapping her ass.

Karen struggled back to the kitchen. Her swollen belly along with the foot rings was torture. She tried to work quickly despite her handcuffs and fused fingers. She carefully carried the plate outside and put it on a table.

"Now go and get your dog bowl."

Karen staggered to her cage and brought the dog bowl.

"Now squat over it."

Karen was in so much pain she complied. Mike then pulled out the butt plug and a torrent of shit fell into the bowl. Karen went red with shame. Mike removed her gag.

"Eat it", he said.

"Please Master don't make me... your worthless slave do this."

Mike cruelly pinched her nipples and she screamed.

"You will do as you're told! Now eat it slut!"

Karen slowly licked up her own shit. If she spat any out Mike slapped her. In about 3 minutes it was gone.

"That's a good bitch now sit there and wait for us to finish."

Some men ordered her to perform oral sex on them which she did out of fear. Her face was covered in cum and if she spat any out she was slapped. Karen then went in to wash the sandwich plate and went back outside. The heavy chain was still locked on her.

"Mike do you think I could borrow the slave tomorrow?" a man said. "She looks strong and I'm building a swimming pool and need someone to dig the hole."

"Sure thing bring five dollars. Remember to keep her secure as she is a runner."

"No worries see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

The men then left and Karen was locked in her cage until dinnertime. She was tired and humiliated and fell asleep. Later she was again gagged and told to cook Mike's dinner. It was a steak pie and Karen salivated under the gag. She was again ordered to suck his cock after he ate. She now did it without hesitation. She didn't enjoy it and did it out of fear. She was then locked in her cage for the night. She didn't sleep straight away having slept earlier. Like an animal, she did the toilet in one corner. The pee evaporated but any shit she did just lay there. Eventually, she fell asleep. The next morning Karen was given her usual dog food and piss then made Mike's breakfast. She was put back in her cage until Mike's friend came to collect her. She no longer cried or thought of escaping. She felt like a true slave now. Memories of her old life began to fade. She still felt sad when she thought about Laura. Mike came with the man after a few minutes. Mike unlocked the cage and the man clipped a leash to her tongue ring. He laughed at her struggles.

"I was thinking", said the man. "Could I take her to get longer handcuffs. You saw what she did yesterday. They would be welded, no way she could remove them. I'll pay for them if you like."

"I was going to do that but haven't had the time. You already paid to rent her so here is some money for new cuffs. Can you also give her heavier permanent leg irons?" Mike said.

"Sure thing", said the man.

"Remember slut do everything this man tells you. You may punish her if she disobeys", Mike said.

"Right come on slut you have a lot of work to do."

Karen had to run to keep up, her feet rings painfully hitting her heels. Karen tried not to look at the other poor slaves around her. Eventually, they arrived at a blacksmith shop.

"Good day sir", the blacksmith said. "What can I do for you?"

"Give this slut your heaviest wrist and leg irons. Here is $100 to cover it."

"Ok, no problem sir. Sit on the floor bitch and put your foot on the anvil", the blacksmith told Karen.

Karen obeyed and her old leg irons were removed and replaced with very heavy chrome plated cuffs. They closed with a hex key and the lock was welded so no key would ever open them. The chain was only 10 inches long. The same cuffs were put on her wrists but with a 12-inch chain.

"Ok, all done sir."

"Very nice job thank you. Come on slut", the man said dragging her away.

Karen's chains rattled with every step. They weighed around twenty pounds. After a painful walk, they arrived at the man's house. In the backyard were nails in the ground and string tied to them forming a rectangle with one piece through the middle. It was about 20 feet long and 10 feet wide. The man handed Karen a shovel.

"Ok bitch I want you to dig 5 feet deep at one side and 6 feet on the other. Get moving! You will stay here until it's finished."

Karen said nothing and started digging. The soil was thankfully soft but the weather was around 30ºC and combined with her heavy chains and foot rings she was soaked in sweat. The man was sitting in a lounge chair drinking beer. He had a whip next to him. Karen was terrified of it remembering the heavy lashing she received on the ship. She still had scars. If she slackened only a little the man cracked the whip and she sped up again. She had almost dug the first half when exhaustion overcame her and she collapsed. She was also very thirsty having drunk nothing but urine since she got to the island. The man stood above the hole and lashed her hitting her ass.

"Get back to work lazy slut!"

Karen screamed and resumed digging. She slacked off again a few times but eventually by that night she'd finished. The man grabbed her handcuffs and pulled her out. He padlocked her leash to her collar and locked the other end to the railings on the porch. Karen lay in a panting, crumpled heap.

"You stink slut and I don't want you stinking up my house. Now I will phone your owner to come and get you."

Karen lay there exhausted. Mike arrived about 15 mins later.

"Let's go bitch. Let me know if you want to rent her again."

"Ok bye", the man said.

Karen was taken back to her cage. And so followed one degrading day after another. Karen was never allowed to wash and was smelly and dirty. Her once shiny hair was now long and matted and caked in sweat and dirt. Her cage was cleaned once a month which she had to do herself. She continued to do manual labour and her body had become very muscular. When she swept the street people would spit on her. Then Christmas came but she didn't know it. It was always warm. After she'd had breakfast Mike brought a bucket of soapy water and a sponge and told her to wash. Karen smiled for the first time since her abduction. She didn't care that her master was watching and thoroughly scrubbed herself.

"Right now your hair needs to be cut it's too far gone."

Karen had been proud of her long hair but now she didn't care and let Mike cut it.

"Now it is Christmas and we are going to a party."

Karen's expression didn't change. She knew she'd just be an accessory. She wondered if Laura would be there. She was in no position to run away again anyway. And what if Laura didn't want to leave? Mike took her to make his breakfast as usual hen Karen spent around three hours cleaning the house and doing laundry. Mike then went to change for the party. Karen was alone for a while but all the doors were locked. Mike returned 20 minutes later in a shirt and trousers. He locked a leash to her collar. Karen was taken outside and put in a cage on a trailer attached to Mike's car. The journey lasted around half an hour. Karen saw other slaves in cages and they gave each other sympathetic looks. The car then stopped. Mike came and released her and took her inside a building. It had several tables and a dance floor.

"Ok bitch you are going to serve as a pain slut for today."

With that, he attached Karen's wrist chain to a hook in the ceiling. He inserted a ring gag in her mouth and a spreader bar to her ankles. Mike left to sit at a table and other people arrived with their slaves. Karen then spotted her sister.

"Laura!" she tried to say.

Laura looked but said nothing. She was naked and wore chains of solid gold. Her hair was in a beautiful style. She seemed to be totally broken. It was like she was born to be a slave. Laura's owner noticed where she was looking.

"Do you know her?" he asked Laura.

"Yes, Master she is my sister."

"Well, that will make things interesting later. Now go and help serve food."

"Yes Master", Laura said.

"Laura!" Karen yelled but Laura ignored her and served food to the tables.

Karen cried. Her sister was so broken she barely acknowledged Karen's presence. Karen stood there while everyone ate and eventually ended up peeing on the floor. Some people laughed. After everyone ate, Laura and her owner came over. Laura was handed a cane.

"Hit her ten times on the ass", her owner said.

Karen mumbled 'no' and Laura hesitated for a moment. Her owner slapped her.

"Hit her slut!" he yelled.

Laura then whispered sorry and whacked Karen's ass. She moaned a little.

"Harder!" Laura's owner yelled.

Laura then whacked Karen nine more times and she screamed. Karen's ass was red.

"Good slut now go and offer your body to anyone who wants it."

"Yes Master", Laura said and left.

"I wonder how far your tongue stretches", Laura's owner told Karen.

He grabbed her tongue ring and pulled it. Karen moaned in pain.

"Wow quite a long tongue", he said laughing. I see you've had an accident."

The man unhooked Karen from the ceiling.

"Lick it up bitch", he demanded.

Karen did so without hesitation having been drinking nothing but piss since her arrival.

"Good bitch", Laura's owner said before attaching her wrists to the ceiling again.

Another man then walked up to Karen. Without hesitation, he inserted his fist into her pussy. Karen gasped and screamed. He removed it and ordered her to lick his hand clean. She did. Karen spent the rest of the evening mostly being spanked or whipped. By the end of the night, she was covered in bruises. She was taken home then locked in her cage again and her miserable life continued. Years passed and Karen grew stronger and more muscular from continuous labour until one day she collapsed one too many times. She was still only forty-five but looked much older. Her owner was not as lazy and fat anymore and was harsher than when he first bought Karen all those years ago.

"Right bitch you have collapsed too many times now. I will get a new younger slave. I'm sending you to the coal mine to toil until you die!"

Karen's now blank expression didn't change. Mike drove her to the coal mine.

"I'll take her from here", a man said. "Here is $10. She isn't worth much more."

"I don't care", Mike said. I just want to be rid of her."

Mike then walked away and Karen was led through a gate which was immediately locked behind her then a second gate. The air was very stale and humid. Karen saw several other women. Most of them looked worn out and skinny. They all had to work 18 hours a day with no days off only being fed if they reached their quota. There were over 100 women in the mine. Machinery cost money and women cost next to nothing.

"Right bitch", the overseer said to Karen. "You will be put to work straight away. Take this pickaxe and start hacking coal!"

Karen was still fairly strong. She was still terrified of the whip but after half an hour she was exhausted. Suddenly she spotted her sister carrying a basket of coal.

"Laura?", she said.

The startled woman turned to look. She wasn't the beauty she once was. She was very skinny and her face looked like it had aged twenty years.

"Karen!"

"What are you doing here?", they asked at the same time.

"My owner got sick of me", they also said in unison.

They hugged each other and cried. The overseer then walked up to them.

"Lazy bitches! You will both receive ten lashes, five for talking and five for not working! Bend over"

They screamed as they were whipped on their backs and bottoms.

"Now back to work and not another word!"

The two miserable sisters returned to their work. Karen continued hacking trying to ignore the pain in her muscles. At long last, the day was over and two women brought a can of food which consisted of cold, lumpy porridge. Karen eagerly put her hands out.

"Lazy sluts don't eat!", said the overseer.

Karen watched with envy as the lucky ones ate the disgusting mess in front of her. Some mocked her acting as if it was fine gourmet. After the women ate the overseer locked their leg irons to their collars. It was an easy method of restraining the women so they couldn't wander off. The mine was huge and Karen didn't see Laura anywhere. Her body cramped in its awkward position but she eventually managed to sleep. The sleep wasn't long. After only five hours the women were roughly kicked awake. Karen was again assigned the task of hacking out the coal. She still wanted to live so she worked harder than ever before only being whipped on two occasions. She saw other women trying to offer their bodies to the overseers and were punished severely.

"You are not women down here you are animals here only to work!", they shouted.

Once again the brutal 18-hour shift was over and Karen was rewarded with food. She had to try not to vomit. All her old owner gave her was dog food which she had become used to. It was only enough porridge to keep her alive so she was still very hungry. She was then chained for the night.

The days repeated themselves and became years. Karen was now fifty years old and now had the 'easiest' task of shovelling coal into the baskets. She had never seen Laura again and assumed she was dead. They occasionally saw each other but never talked. Karen lost track of time and finally could take no more and collapsed and took her last breath. The overseer first lashed her ordering her to get up. Realising she was dead he dragged her corpse to a room with several pits and dumped Karen's corpse into one of them where it joined the remains of other forgotten women.