Hey, what's that little thing over on the right hand side of the photo?
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After The Rebellion Of 2014
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Hey, what's that little thing over on the right hand side of the photo?
cxslave
Chain Slave
I've been a real handful in my cell so far lol. Delivering that gruel once a day must taxed the guards into deciding I needed some of Joan's "special" training
OMG didn't even notice that!
Don't make me post that picture, Barbaria. And we are moving CXS to a less expensive cell...
t
...well yes that lowers into the septic tank, Ulrika, why do you ask...
cxslave
Chain Slave
aww.....I'll stop complaining about the gruel I promise!!!
We will get into training some new slaves tomorrow...
Had much fun,
Tree
Had much fun,
Tree
cxslave
Chain Slave
Me too tree! bye!
RacingRodent
Consul
Dear Gods you look away for a moment and this thread metastasises 
I hope that Tree will make good use of my manual Rodent Essential Slave Procurement and Elite Concubine Training
I hope that Tree will make good use of my manual Rodent Essential Slave Procurement and Elite Concubine Training
Dear Gods you look away for a moment and this thread metastasises
I hope that Tree will make good use of my manual Rodent Essential Slave Procurement and Elite Concubine Training
I'm using this one a lot on this thread
Monday May 26th 2014
NIGHT OF MAYHEM LEAVES CXSLAVE IN DOODOO
Trainee slave Cxslave ended a torrid evening up to her neck in excrement after her ‘friend’ Connie almost literally dropped her in it by drawing Tree’s attention to a large hole situated just behind her cage. Only moments earlier Rebel Leader Barbaria had warned ‘Never, ever, give him ideas.’
Within minutes, she gave him one.
In an exclusive comment to the Chronicle Judge Admi, widely admired for his justice and sense of fairness, had little sympathy for Cxslave, stating ‘She accused me of spending as much time fornicating as in administering justice!’
Racing Rodent, deploring such insubordination, suggested the use of his ‘Rodent Essential Slave Procurement and Elite Concubine Training’ system to teach her to be less cheeky.
In an evening remarkably free from crossed threads, Barbaria, who freely admitted having sunk an entire bottle of Blue Nun, believed herself reincarnated as a swan.
Lurker Newb1E said ‘WTF?’
The Chronicle does not know the answer.
Admitted or imagined after quaffing the entire bottle of Blue Nun?
Can't imagine where you got the idea from....
There are various ways one becomes a slave but after a rebellion the options open up.
If a woman had the unfortunate mistake of being a sister of age of one of the rebel slaves she could be ‘recruited’ to take the place of her crucified sister as these have been…
Others sent to slavery as their sentence for committing crimes, often petty misdemeanors but that did the woman little good if her physic was one that would draw a good price in auction.
Others were already subs that begged their Mistress to make her officially a slave…
…never mind the fact the mistress may not win her in auction…
However one arrived at becoming a slave there was a vetting process that was fraught with peril.
Hidden behind a one-way mirror the great Dutch slave trade and his rodent assistant would select the initial cull. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to as to who moved on to the next round of classification as women of all shapes and sizes were selected (except there wasn’t a redhead that did not make the cut).
We will explore what happens from here in the next segment…
T
If a woman had the unfortunate mistake of being a sister of age of one of the rebel slaves she could be ‘recruited’ to take the place of her crucified sister as these have been…
Others sent to slavery as their sentence for committing crimes, often petty misdemeanors but that did the woman little good if her physic was one that would draw a good price in auction.
Others were already subs that begged their Mistress to make her officially a slave…
…never mind the fact the mistress may not win her in auction…
However one arrived at becoming a slave there was a vetting process that was fraught with peril.
Hidden behind a one-way mirror the great Dutch slave trade and his rodent assistant would select the initial cull. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to as to who moved on to the next round of classification as women of all shapes and sizes were selected (except there wasn’t a redhead that did not make the cut).
We will explore what happens from here in the next segment…
T
Who is the guy in the funny hat?
RacingRodent
Consul
Oh poor stooge number 1 he has a family to feed you know but routinely gets killed off by the third act, assuming he makes it out of the prologue
Maybe we should use some cuter goons?
Maybe we should use some cuter goons?
One would hope they figure out what ammunition fits what gun before the next rebellion...Oh poor stooge number 1 he has a family to feed you know but routinely gets killed off by the third act, assuming he makes it out of the prologue
Maybe we should use some cuter goons? View attachment 126049
t
RacingRodent
Consul
Actually in the infantry when in the field you'll normally see troops carrying belts of ammo of the squad, platoon or company machine guns...just pointing that out.
You give them much credit...
Even those that became slaves voluntarily need some training. This little vixen will be highly desirable in auction. Though in her (very) early twenties her small stature and small breasts make her appear much younger. To make her even more desirable she swears she has never had sex with a man and hadn’t gone very far with a woman.
I don’t know why she signed up to be a slave but it’s not my job to worry about that. I sit her down and help her out of her jacket.
“So you have never sucked a man’s cock?” I ask her.
“Ma’am I swear I have never even seen a penis in real life.”
“Then I have to teach you the basics.”
“Are you going to make be suck a dildo?” the woman asked.
“Oh no, if you are going to be sold as a virgin you don’t get to practice that way.”
“I didn’t think I would have to do that when I signed up.”
“There are probably a lot of things you didn’t think about. Here, open your mouth” I tell her. She looks up at me and says “That’s an apple!”
“No shit, girl.”
“I thought we would practice with a banana.”
“How cliché that would be, you bitch. Here’s the deal; you open your mouth and bite down on the apple but listen carefully. Bite just enough to hold it. If you bite through and the apple drops you will have two months of hard labor before you’re auctioned. Now let’s get started.”
I love this job. I hear her mew as I pull her t-shirt up over her head. She passes the first test as the apple is still in her mouth when the shirt clears her head. I swat her tit and ask “Is that your idea of a sexy bra?”
T
Even those that became slaves voluntarily need some training. This little vixen will be highly desirable in auction. Though in her (very) early twenties her small stature and small breasts make her appear much younger. To make her even more desirable she swears she has never had sex with a man and hadn’t gone very far with a woman.
I don’t know why she signed up to be a slave but it’s not my job to worry about that. I sit her down and help her out of her jacket.
“So you have never sucked a man’s cock?” I ask her.
“Ma’am I swear I have never even seen a penis in real life.”
“Then I have to teach you the basics.”
“Are you going to make be suck a dildo?” the woman asked.
“Oh no, if you are going to be sold as a virgin you don’t get to practice that way.”
“I didn’t think I would have to do that when I signed up.”
“There are probably a lot of things you didn’t think about. Here, open your mouth” I tell her. She looks up at me and says “That’s an apple!”
“No shit, girl.”
“I thought we would practice with a banana.”
“How cliché that would be, you bitch. Here’s the deal; you open your mouth and bite down on the apple but listen carefully. Bite just enough to hold it. If you bite through and the apple drops you will have two months of hard labor before you’re auctioned. Now let’s get started.”
I love this job. I hear her mew as I pull her t-shirt up over her head. She passes the first test as the apple is still in her mouth when the shirt clears her head. I swat her tit and ask “Is that your idea of a sexy bra?”
T
I think I would like that job!