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A New World of Slaves
(Author Unknown)

Chapter 1



I stood at the window of my study in Chadwick Manor and gazed out at the rolling downs of its great park and beyond to some of the farms that comprised the eighty-thousand acres that I have managed to build the estate to.

     My name is Richard Spenser and I am now the 14th Earl of Chadwick but I am also a graduate physicist who was fortunate enough to uncover the secrets of the anti-grav engine.  The patents from this invention turned me into an almost overnight billionaire and enabled me to retire from the world of physics and go back to my first love which is Chadwick Manor and its estate.

     The estate was not exactly run down, but my father and grandfather just didn't have the resources to turn it into the really prime estate it is now.  But lack of funds was not the only impediment to creating what has been described as one of the best agricultural estates in England.

     Labour.  The number of men and women willing to work on the land these days has been decimated but about the time my father died and I inherited the estate, the state of criminal activity in the commercial area, religious terrorism and common assaults, abuse of women and children and lawlessness generally had so escalated as to clog the courts and the penal system so badly that radical measures were deemed necessary across the world to bring its peoples back to some semblance of normality.

     It took years but eventually the United Nations unanimously agreed to a totally new system of punishment ??" or at least, if not new, a radically revamped version of an ancient institution: slavery.

     Prisons were by then recognised as being quite useless in correcting criminals of their nefarious schemes but slavery, in its new form particularly, was so radical and indeed, so horrible, that it was immediately seen as a success story all around the world.

     By radical, I mean that once convicted and sentenced to slavery, either for a period or for life, the new slave was now stripped totally naked ??" and I mean totally.  Not even a rag over its genitals was permitted.  And no matter the weather, he or she toiled naked out in the snow, rain or sleet or under the burning rays of the hot sun.  And to make that nakedness even worse, the new slaves were also permanently stripped of their facial and body hair.

     This new institution resulted in an immediate reduction in the criminal statistics but there would always be people who offended and in that new institution I saw a wonderful means of providing the much-needed labour our estate required.

     I have around fifty tenants on farms that vary from fifty to a couple of hundred acres and I count every single one of them as a friend.  As soon as I had the resources to do so, I provided them with the means, both physical as well as educational to develop their farms to be the most profitable in the country.

     The physical means included the latest farm machinery and slaves, while the educational resulted in a permanent research and development unit devoted to studying and disseminating the very latest ideas and trends in agriculture for our tenants.

     I also instituted regular social events for them.  Barbecues in the summer and weekend bus tours in our own coach were included in these.  In this way, we were able to create a family atmosphere amongst all of our tenants.

     I haven't yet mentioned my own family.

     I was the only son, in fact the only child of my parents so I had no other close relatives but I found my partner for life whilst at Cambridge studying physics.  And no, she wasn't studying science but medicine.  We fell for one another in a big way and were married just a couple of years before I inherited the earldom.  We have two children, Roger, aged six and Kristen, aged four.

     I also have a butler, James Hudson who was my father's principal servant and who was always there for me as a growing boy.  In those days, we had a number of servants in and around the manor but with the advent of slavery, they gradually drifted away and their roles taken over by slaves.

     You might be thinking that the presence of stark naked slaves inside the house would be somewhat indecent?  Not so.  People all over the world had been in near despair at the state of the world and the institution of legal criminal slavery was seen by ninety-nine percent of people as a chance to restore society right across the world back to the demeanour and sort of relationships that existed in the early part of the twentieth century.  And if nakedness was a necessary part of this process, then bring it on!

     Of course, this meant that slave owners were now forced to look upon the naked bodies of their (and other people's) slaves and as gazing at skinny or obese naked human beings was definitely unpleasant, people started to exercise them (or have them exercised) so that they became objects worthy of attention.  And this had the side effect of encouraging their owners to do the same thing with their own bodies.

     Amanda and I had always been keen sports people, both of us interested in swimming and athletics and while I also trained at gymnastics, she was a very keen tennis player.  As a result, our bodies were both very well-developed and when we took over the manor upon my father's demise, we both really set the slaves on courses that would quickly turn flab into muscle and muscle into highly-defined, pleasing displays of the human physique.

     You may now be wondering about sex?  The very idea of having naked human beings serving one in the house or garden might be considered as encouraging people to use them for their pleasure.

     It was certainly not illegal to use one's slaves in this manner because the designers of the system wanted to make the institution of slavery something to be feared and hated but it is my understanding that at least in the first years of its existence, people tended not to use their slaves in this way.

     Certainly Amanda and I did not.  I've already said we are both athletically-minded and were therefore capable of sex on an almost daily basis.  But the thing was, we loved (and love) each other very much and while we might appreciate the beauty of the naked bodies of our slaves, we never used them in such a way.

     But Hudson did.  He had never married although he wasn't exclusively gay.  When I was old enough to understand such things he explained to me that he liked both male and female partners for the sexual act and once slavery arrived, I allowed him free rein with any of the household slaves.

     And that leads to another very important part of managing one's slaves: discipline.  It goes without saying that if one is going to have slaves, then they must be kept in line.  And not only that, the law also required slaveowners to keep their property at work for anything up to fifteen hours a day.

     The reason for this will be obvious.  By the very nature of slavery, it is repugnant and hateful to the people enslaved.  They will therefore resist efforts to keep them at work and hard at it for all that time.  And then there is the matter of 'idle hands breeding mischief'.

     To this end, a wonderful invention has been created to assist in controlling a slave.  It is dubbed a slave-chip and is a tiny sliver of silicon glued permanently to a testicle or clitoris and programmed to perform a number of functions: One is that it acts as a GPS locator, indicating to a smart phone or tablet the exact whereabouts of its wearer.

     Second, it may be directed to deliver one of two tiny shocks to those so sensitive parts of the human body.  The first is simply an attention-getting tingle and most owners order that receipt of such a shock requires the slave to report to its owner forthwith.  The other shock is of a penal nature and will quickly have the slave doubled up and screaming in pain.  This one goes a very long way to keeping a slave docile.  There are others I will touch on later but this one is probably the most important.

     These chips derive their power from the warmth and the mucus either inside the scrotum of a male or around the moist tissue of a female's clitoris and while the voltage of the current generated is minute, the sensitivity of the organs involved is such that the secondary jolt is nigh-on unbearable.

     So all an owner or supervisor needs to do to activate either of these penalties is to say his identifying number or name followed by the word 'attention' or 'punishment'.

     For the most part, Hudson carried out these disciplinary measures but it is incumbent upon every slave owner or handler to know how, and be prepared to administer a punishment shock if necessary.  Lenience only leads to one thing: a breakdown of discipline and as this is feared right round the world, owners who allow such a situation may even be charged with an offence themselves and end up as slaves.

     And so both Amanda and I made damned sure that if we observed a breach of the law or of an order given to a slave we responded immediately.

     The silicon chips are activated by a voice command to a tiny brooch pinned either to the collar or the front of a shirt and of course Hudson as well as Amanda and I always made sure we wore them.

     But I mentioned that other punishments may be used instead of activating the chip.  In fact, most owners and supervisors tend to use such items as a cane, strap or whip applied to various appropriate parts of the slave's body rather than the zap to its genital organs.  There are two reasons for this: the first and most obvious is that the electronic zap (and particularly its penal mode) are too debilitating except for serious matters.  The second one, is the psychological value of using an ancient instrument of punishment in front of the slave's companions.

     To order a slave out of his work detail and then assume an appropriate position while you specify his offence and the punishment you have decided for it, has an incredible effect not only on him or her but his companions as well.

     Over the years since its inception, there have been a number of what are called Positions of Slavery invented.  The first of these involves the slave spreading his feet a half metre apart, raising his hands up behind his head with his middle fingertips just touching whilst pulling his elbows right back and sucking in his belly and is the most common.

     Many owners, including Amanda and I, choose this position to inflict the cane on the naked buttocks of the slave to be punished.  His companions are first lined up and ordered also to assume the same position and then he is ordered to face them and take the first stroke, delivered at full strength by which ever of us is doing the punishing.

     He must remain silent and relatively still and in default of this, is informed that the punishment will be doubled.  He is then ordered to turn around so that his buttocks now face his companions who may clearly discern the now very clear mark across both cheeks.  And whilst in that position, the second stroke is delivered so that his audience may observe the actual moment of contact and imagine it on their own bodies.

     He then alternates between facing them and showing off his now very marked bottom and to a man (or woman) their faces tell the whole story: fear and a determination not to allow themselves to be placed into this position.

     In the past, when the cane was used as the standard punishment in the school and often the home, six strokes was the maximum number and then normally over underwear and trousers or skirt.  Stripping a child naked or even semi-naked was very definitely seen as unacceptable.

     But slaves are all adults.  It is absolutely illegal to enslave any person under the age of eighteen years and so, as at that age, he or she was deemed to be capable of suffering a great deal more than the children of a former age, a dozen meaty strokes to the naked buttocks is the minimum suggested.

     In countries such as Singapore and Malaysia where corporal punishment of prisoners continued right on past the colonial era and into the modern age, up to twenty-five strokes may be ordered by a judge.

     I actually researched the methods used in those countries to deliver this punishment.  It is usually performed in private, either in an enclosed courtyard or a special room in the prison and the victim is stripped naked and secured to a wooden A-frame with his wrists stretched up high and his ankles spread wide and secured to the base.

     The officer administering the punishment uses a very long piece of rattan cane, applying it in a sideways motion that is continued through so that the tip drags right across the flesh of his twin buttock cheeks.  I googled this subject and came upon a short clip of a male prisoner being caned in this manner and realised that this latter action again doubles the pain value being administered.

     So far as I can discover, all of my acquaintances who have found it necessary to cane a slave do so with him or her in the prone position secured to a long, narrow bench with his wrists and ankles chained to the top and bottom corners, after which the cane is applied in a downward stroke and immediately upon delivery, is retracted back upwards.

     This is a far less painful method than that used in the Asian countries mentioned above.  Not that I'm being critical of them.  The evidence is in that the crime rate in those places that have retained corporal punishment is a great deal less than others dubbed 'more civilised'.

     I certainly don't agree with that judgement and have always applauded the way the people in Singapore and Malaysia work hard and seem to me to be a great deal happier than our peoples.

     How often did we find it necessary, and here I mean Hudson as well as Amanda and me, to administer such punishments?

     Not often at all.  For the most part, their recollection of observing a slave zapped with the punishment dose is enough to keep them in line, working hard and relatively docile.  But when it is necessary, he who has ordered the punishment always informs the other two who attend to watch together with a selection of the other slaves in the household so that they may pass the word around.

     You may be wondering what Amanda and I thought of the constant exposure of our slaves' genital organs to our gaze (and perhaps more importantly) those of our children?

     For ourselves, I think we just ignored them, especially as they were forbidden to erect a penis or otherwise showing any sexual arousal at all.  So far as Roger and Kristen are concerned, well from a very early age we had not hidden our bodies from them and had been careful to simply point out that the slaves' genital organs were a part of them, not different from any other parts such as a finger or a tongue and they grew up without any hint of winks or other salacious gestures.

     

But then as the institution of criminal slavery grew and developed, and particularly as the bodies of the slaves now began to assume a splendour before seen only in the top athletes of the world, the more risqué of our citizens, and particularly the wealthy ones who had the wherewithal to purchase top-class slaves, began to present them as after-dinner entertainments for their guests.

     We didn't do this at first, but as we began to experience these entertainments at the homes of our wealthier friends, Amanda and I began to talk about it.

     "Well I for one think it's a marvellous idea, Rick," she said as we lay in bed after a torrid round of sex brought on by the entertainment provided for us earlier that night where an extraordinarily developed black male slave made ardent love to a rather dainty Japanese female slave and I know I was hard-put to keep control over my own member as I watched this performance.  It had to be just about the raunchiest thing I had ever seen in my whole life.

     "Well, why not?" I said.  "But I wouldn't mind a double event.  What about if we were to stage a male orally raping another male who is known to be straight?  And then that might be followed either by two females, both straight, forced to perform whatever it is that lesbians do with one another or alternatively a male/female action?"

     We fell to discussing the ins and outs and dos and don'ts but one thing we did decide there and then, was that if we were going to do it at all, it would have to be absolutely top-class and therefore we would wait and watch what our friends did before planning our own event.

     Of course we recognised that sex was probably going to be an essential part of every such entertainment.  But our discussions also led us to understand that the participants in each event must be possessed of the very finest bodies and be at least attractive if not stunningly beautiful or handsome.

     Of course my father had had a bailiff to oversee the whole estate but upon Dad's demise he had approached me and indicated that he would like to retire but wondered if I would consider his son who had recently completed an agricultural science degree (and was still looking around for employment) as his replacement.

     I was more than happy to do this for I had grown up with Arnold Jacoby and counted him not only as a good friend but respected his industry and knowledge of our estate in particular but the skills necessary to run such an estate in general as well.

     Arnold had shared my love of all sports and was not only possessed of a fine physique himself, but was also well skilled in the best methods of working the human body so as to achieve success in sports.  He would therefore be perfect to manage the slaves we employed directly in the household and on the home farm but also to assist our tenants in managing theirs as well.

     And now, as a corollary to that, he could assist Amanda and me in developing and training the slaves we were going to select to stage our first entertainment and to that end we brought him into our discussions on this subject.

     He and Amanda and I were enjoying a cup of cappuccino in the family sitting room talking over the details of how to make such an entertainment really spectacular.

     "I think as a start, Richard, we must ensure that they have the finest bodies of any slave in the kingdom."

     "I couldn't agree more," I said softly.  "So what did you have in mind?"

     "I don't think any of our slaves are good-looking enough to qualify so I suggest we go looking for material we can train to present the best performance ever seen around here.  All three of us are well qualified to train their bodies to the perfection we are going to aim for.  But then as a secondary matter, I think we need to develop the act itself so as to include the presentation of their, by then, near-perfect bodies in the very best way possible but at the same time include the sexual acts that now seemed to be an essential part of every such performance.

     "I don't think any one of us possesses the sexual skills necessary to make this possible and so I suggest we also go looking for a sex-guru who can train the slaves not only in the performance of these acts but also in such a way as to give it an almost ballet-like quality that would be both tasteful and salacious at the same time."

     I looked at Amanda and she grinned.  "Do you remember when we were at Cambridge we attended that really raunchy show in Soho.  And I think I remarked to you then how skilful the actors and actresses were.  They weren't slaves and weren't totally naked but the choreography involved presented their bodies really well.  I think I've still got the program somewhere.  Why don't I check it out and see if we can find the director and offer him or her a position developing these new slaves we're talking about?"

     "I remember and yes it really was an incredible show.  If we are able to entice him or her away it would be a real coup, but yes, Mandy, I'm really keen to proceed as you suggest, so let's start out by visiting some of the top-class slave dealerships and look for three or four who might make the basis of our small troupe."

     And that's exactly what we did.  She found the programme for the show and we immediately contacted Breanna Jordan who, luckily enough for us, was at a loose end at the time and showed a keen interest in our little project.  And so she now joined Amanda, Arnold and me in seeking out suitable slaves to develop and train as described above.

     I'm sure you would be bored with the details of such training.  Suffice it to say, the two males and females we purchased showed great promise.  And what's more, they covered the whole gamut of human racial characteristics and would thus provide a very nice range of bodies to pleasure our guests with their performance.

     I will add, though, that both the males were not only handsome, but possessed very impressive genitals which of course was essential given what we were training them to perform.

     Breanna turned out to be a real gem.  Her first performance used all four of these new slaves.  The Japanese male named Tensui is tall and athletically muscular and his face normally displays an affable smile.  But he can turn it into a real scowl and we used this to advantage now, him playing the role of a sadistic Japanese slave overseer.

     The West African we had selected as our second male is tall, also very athletically built and is super-handsome.  He would be acting as the eventual sire employed by his 'owner' to beget dozens of new little slaves and in the meantime as a foil for Tensui's sadism.  Of course that is pure fiction.  In the new slavery now operational on Earth, all females are neutered for the whole period of their slavery.

     As his 'victim' in the performance, Erica was quite perfect.  She is almost pure Saxon, being golden-blonde and blue-eyed but of course also possesses a wonderfully athletic body.  The last of the four of them is another black girl named Skye who was as strikingly handsome (rather than beautiful) as her countryman.

     Breanna choreographed the performance around the idea of the sadistic Japanese overseer constantly caning the buttocks of the two females then fucking John's backside and finally forcing him to 'cover' Erica, as if to generate new baby-slaves.  As a finale, Tensui himself then fucked Skye.