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One afternoon, in the spring, I was working in the barn as usual, when the dark-haired Lady from the Main Office came in. Ms Wilson, I remembered her name was. She was accompanied by the whip bitch. I was very surprised. I had not seen Ms Wilson since I signed the contract. I naturally kept working, and did not look up at her. That would have been punished. The rules were always strictly enforced. The Ladies approached us. We all knelt immediately, our eyes down on the floor. We were good slaves now. The other slaves were ordered to go to the far end of the barn and continue their work… Read more

The following week passed slowly. As she said, I was left on my chain, ignored by everybody, the entire week. I seriously wanted to get off my chain. I had spent hours examining every link of my chain. Every link was securely welded. I had carefully explored my collar, and the padlock, with my fingers. They were heavy steel, with no possible way to get them off. The chain was attached to a heavy steel ring, which was bolted into a huge stone block at the end of the wall, by the gate. There was no escape from the chain. They had made sure I could not escape! I was left to spend the week t… Read more

I was marched back the way I had come the following day, back to the gate. When we stopped, I immediately knelt on the grass, as was expected. My steel collar was closed around my neck, and then padlocked. My handcuffs and shackles were at last removed. “There. You are safely back on your chain again! You’ll be here on your chain all week. You can spend the week thinking about your next punishment. I’ll think of you here, Peter, on your chain, while I’m taking my bath. It will give me a lot of pleasure, I assure you. But I’ll be sure to be back here next Sunday morning, to take you for stra… Read more

She walked around behind me. I felt her hand on my buttocks. “This one is new! He’s not yet marked. Not at all!” she called out to the audience. My erection became harder. The Ladies sitting on the lawn stared up at me. The drunk lady laughed. “This is a new one. His ass is unmarked! How many does this one get?” said the black Lady, standing behind me, pressing the strap to my buttocks. “He’s got one extra punishment today. So he gets 70” a Lady called. It was my supervisor’s voice. I could not see where she was. “Very good. 70 it is. That’s a good number, for a first strapping! He w… Read more

I stood and faced away from her, my eyes down. I put my hands behind my back. Although I was much stronger than she, I was obedient and docile. I had no choice. I was still on my chain. I felt handcuffs snapped on my wrists. She tightened them. Then shackles were snapped on my ankles, and also ratcheted tight. “I want these tight. You’ll get them off again in a few minutes, Peter” she said. “Now turn around, please”. I shuffled around to face her. I kept my eyes down. “You may look up, Peter”. I looked up. She held out a small key. “This is the key to your collar, Peter. I’m going to take y… Read more

I slept. But in my dream I heard a bell ringing. What could that be? I wondered, in my dream. I lay warm and half awake in the sun. I heard a Lady’s voice calling. “Hello…..hello….open the gate!” I jumped to my feet! Someone was waiting at the gate! I immediately ran to the gate, pulled the bolt, and swung the gate opened. A car had pulled up outside the gate, and a dark haired Lady stood by it. She did not look pleased. I immediately knelt, and put my head down. I heard her steps, and saw her feet before me. “You are the new one, aren’t you. You have a lot to learn, I can see! I’m goin… Read more

Now, since new inmates are never very physically fit, we start you off with easy work. We assign new inmates to be the Gate slave. Do you think you can handle that?” I gaped at her. I could not believe this was happening. She laughed at my expression. “I am being very tolerant with you Peter, since I know this is new to you. But you are beginning to try my patience! So wake up! This is real! A question means you have permission to speak. And in fact, you must speak! You must answer, briefly, to the point, and without using it as an excuse to say anything else. That is not permitted!”… Read more

She walked around the desk. I stood up. “Please come with me, Peter”. I followed her out of the office. She led me to a small room. It was like my doctor’s room. “Please remove your clothes, Peter. Here is a gown for you. Our doctor will need to give you a short medical check, and measure your present weight without clothing. The doctor will be with you in a few minutes”. She left the room. I undressed, and put on the gown. I sat on the bench, and waited. The doctor came in. She was a powerful-looking woman with short blond hair. Another woman came in with her. She also look… Read more

Chapter 1 : I sign a contract My name is Peter Mann. I used to live in Minneapolis, back in 2006. You can find my address from the phone book. The 2006 phone book, I mean. I may not be in the later phone books. I was always a chubby boy. Just a bit too much weight to be fashionable. Not like the skinny rock stars on TV. I so envied the thin boys in school. They always attracted the girls. I endured this all through my teens. But after college, I was earning a really good salary, I decided I had the resources to change my life, and really lose some weight. I tried! But I never had the w… Read more