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East Coast Slavers Organization – I: A Caribbean Adventure
Chapter 13 – Training Day (or I'm Head Bitch Now)
It was now late on Sunday morning, time for Aaron to oversee Puppy's debut as a slave trainer. Aaron had given Katria Sjogreen and Wanda Alvernon their introduction to slavery the day before. It was time for their second day as a slave and their first real training lessons. They were acquired Thursday night during the raid on the law firm where they were working late with their boss, the recently deceased Nathanial Itzell Archibold.
Aaron fitted a six-inch remote control unit to her left forearm. Velcro fasteners secured the control unit in place. The remote controller had four rows of buttons, each with a name label at the start of a row – Katria, Wanda, Sandy, Piggy. Labels adjacent to the buttons or lights were:
Aaron stood back to admire his pet. She was totally bald, not a scrap of hair on her body anywhere. Her facial features and full-body tattoo mimicked a pug puppy down to the flat black nose and soft, black floppy ears. For the first time in a year, she wore clothes. Everything was black. She wore a tight, black lycra sheath that fell only six inches below her bare pussy. Earlier, Aaron permanently locked a black electronic training collar on her throat. Her gloves over her uselessly atrophied fingers and her footwear were also black. Aaron had been pleased when the doctor smugly told him that prosthetic gloves were not needed and that in time, the slave would begin to regain some control over her fingers and hands. Until then, Puppy could active the oversize buttons on the remote controller with the back of her right hand.
Robert had spent all of the early Sunday morning hours filling in the rapidly recovering Puppy on her new vocation and its many responsibilities. He had selected Puppy for assignment as head bitch for the entire east coast operation, a provisional assignment. Puppy had to perform well to keep that special distinction. She was uniquely qualified; because of Doctor Kay, she had lived through the wrong way to train a pet and would follow Aaron's training plan exactly.
Weeks earlier, Aaron had a small team of contractors descend upon the then empty warehouse. One task given the electricians was to groove three concentric slots deep into the concrete floor. Each loop enclosed the site where the steel storage containers would sit. Three sets of wire loops installed into the grooves created a multi-tier electronic fence.
Upon release from their cages, most of Aaron's merchandise could roam as directed anywhere within the first loop, to include the substantial training and reward areas. An approach any closer than ten feet and the training collars would trigger an alarm to the master control unit and a level five, punishment shock occurred. If the prisoner managed to approach the second loop, the collars would trigger a higher level of alarm and jolt the violator with an emergency immobilize shock.
Puppy was a trusted agent; but her greater freedoms included far harsher potential penalties for infractions than did her charges. Her movement was restricted to within the second and third loops. That arrangement allowed her to rescue a slave trapped by her collar close to the first loop. While the second loop only generated a level two warning shock to Puppy, the third loop would kill her. This was an important lesson and a sobering thought to Puppy. She would enjoy increased privileges and luxury, but Aaron demanded unfailing loyalty.
Puppy was ecstatic about the improvements in her life. Yes, she was still a freak; but Aaron gave her love, sexual satisfaction, clothing, a challenging job, and a chance to control the type beautiful women that scorned her so.
She did a pirouette in front of her full-length mirror and walked out of her home, albeit a little unsteady on her recently repaired legs. She would love Aaron forever for the simple act of restoring her mobility and giving the opportunity to restore her hands to what might be full use. Puppy closed the barred door on her home and watched the new electronic device automatically latch the door locked. An adjacent electronic keypad would allow for her entry and exit. Aaron had replaced every lock on the various cages, throughout the training area, and even in the reward area with the electronic ones.
Aaron sat in a comfortable leather recliner near Training Pad F and watched as Puppy walked over toward the slaves' pens. He thought she was both breathtakingly beautiful and at the same time, an obviously fearsome creature to the cowed girls.
Puppy's hands could not master the complexities of dressing in a normal bra, lacing a corset, or tying shoelaces. However, she was able to struggle into her shoes, panties, tube-type tops, and any clothing without buttons such as dresses, sweaters, and many items of sexy lingerie. With a simple handheld pullhook and a loop, she could even yank on a zipper. Puppy's closet and jewelry drawers were full of beautiful items. Aaron gave her first option on the clothes often acquired with the merchandise. Puppy loved the irony of enslaving a gorgeous, independent woman and then stealing and using her valued items.
Puppy approached Katria's cage and somewhat awkwardly keyed an alert shock to Katria's collar. Katria Sjogreen, a 26-year-old natural blonde, had been the dedicated paralegal working for Doctor Kay's attorney. She made the mistake of working late the night Aaron arrived as Robert Morgan to destroy all the attorney's files. Somewhat fleshier than her companion slave, Wanda, her full C cup tits were her best asset. Until captured, she seldom thought of sex and despised the lowly Katria as an opportunistic slut.
Katria the slave already knew the procedures to follow during a training session. She hesitantly stood up in the small kennel and moved her wrist cuffs to her waist. Two solid clicks indicated that the waist belt locked the wrists solidly into position. No human on earth was strong enough to force their hands free of the magnetically activated locks on the waist belt.
Naked and with eyes downcast, Katria approached the barred entry and waited in a kneeling position. Still a little unskilled with her nearly useless fingers, Puppy entered the code to unlock Katria's cage and swung the door open. Puppy backed up and gave another gentile alert shock to the slave's collar to let Katria know a response was required. The thoroughly cowed slave stood up and obediently moved to the training area as directed.
Puppy pointed to one of two identical raised leather platforms on Training Pad F, somewhat shaped like a cone with a rounded bottom. A series of gestures let Katria know to lie down on the mattress belly up. Katria sat down on her butt, silently thanks to the dog-training collar. She then scooted backward on her bare ass. She laid her blond head close to the apex of the padded mattress and widely spaced her feet. Katria's collar and all four cuffs now included a two-inch hinged tab. Puppy easily inserted the neck tab into a slot on the mattress; a loud click indicated the electronic latch locked tight against the tab. Puppy then finished the procedure by locking the leg cuffs into similar slots. The leg, arm, and neck locks now helplessly bound Katria to the mattress. The waist belt still tightly held her arms. The electronic master controller held by her trainer could release any of the locks with a digital signal. Puppy knew to keep tight control of each of her charges.
Puppy now turned off the voice control of Katria's collar. She silently tapped her own throat and her lips to demand continued silence from the trainee.
Aaron had already given Puppy an outline of the day's training schedule and taught Puppy how to use the computer and printer in her living area. Puppy was allowed strictly controlled internet access and the ability to send and receive coded messages from Aaron and Steve, worldwide, twenty-four hours a day. A software package installed and configured by Aaron, controlled Puppy's use of the system. The software tracked and reported any violations or attempts to circumvent the system. The punishment was extreme, immediate reversion back to subhuman, pet status.
However, the training program software did allow for creating easy to read placards for her and the slaves. Each morning, she was to place a daily training plan, customized for each girl, into a special slot on the doors of the cages.
Katria knew, from reading her personalized training schedule, that on Sunday afternoon she would be trained with her companion slut, Wanda, in the following areas:
Katria also saw that her sexual companion / slut-bunny partner would receive nearly identical training. Aaron and Puppy agreed that the best training route was to keep the two potential companion slaves working and thinking as a team. They would soon share a cell and single mattress bed, as long as the two got enough sleep at night. Everything in the sexual part of the training plan was to increase their sexual libido and sexual submissiveness.
Puppy left Katria locked on her training mattress and retrieved Wanda. Wanda Alvernon, a 22 year-old brunette, had been a secretary to an important attorney. At 105 pounds, Wanda's best feature by far was her wondrous ass atop her long slim legs. Her A cup tits were tight and perky, but not yet up to the standard Steve and Aaron desired for her. Unknown to Wanda, Doctor Kay planned to augment her breasts later that day. The idea was for her breasts to match her fleshier companion's C cup, at least visually. Doctor Kay and Aaron agreed that a full B+ cup on Wanda's slender frame would work perfectly. Nobody thought about asking Wanda's permission for the surgery.
Wanda's wrist cuffs were also left locked against her waistband before she left her cage. At Training Pad F, she knelt, facing Katria's blonde pussy. Puppy helped lock her ankles into waiting recesses in the mattress. Puppy directed their attention to a tall stand holding a pre-printed placard nearby so the girls could refresh themselves on the rules of this training session. While the girls were looking at the card, Puppy attached a set of EKG leads to either side of Katria's throat, beside her heart, and two just above her pubic mound. Finally, she ran a spiral phone cord from a console on a control chair to each of the girl's training collars. Puppy sat down in her chair and studied Katria's heartbeat and muscle activity data displayed on a monitor. She hit a button on the collar master controller on her arm and an electronic signal released Wanda's arms. Another button on Puppy's armrest started the session; an internal computer dinged a nearby dinged and started a digital countdown clock from the five-minute mark.
The lesson was simple and fully automatic. Wanda would eat and slurp at Katria's exposed pussy for nine five-minute sessions. The training goal of this lesson was to have the reclining girl achieve at least nine orgasms, one each five minutes. The two had to work as a team; Wanda to use all of her imagination and growing oral skills – Katria to fully immerse herself as a passive, but fully receptive partner to her lover's sexual advances and caresses. Wanda could use her hands, fingers, tongue, lips, teeth, and anything that could reach the sweet pussy in front of her face. Aaron had already introduced the girls to the pitfalls of failure. Knowing the harshness of failure, each of the two was already more than willing to participate fully.
To keep her treasured Companion status, she lunged toward the pussy at the bell and started eagerly. Each of her thumbs pushed against the sensitive area between Katria's legs and her fingers stimulated Katria's cunt mound. Aaron's written evaluation of their introductory session indicated that both girls would respond eagerly to all orders. Puppy would have an easy afternoon.
Katria rolled her head back and verbalized her needs and desires to the novice pussy eater. "Wanda, first lick around my lips with the tip of your tongue. Yes, ahhh. Right." Wanda had no trouble getting her partner to juice up her shaved and smooth cunt. Puppy had directed that each girl shave herself prior to the morning's training session. Wanda drove Katria to her first orgasm within three minutes. The computer stopped the clock, paused for the entire duration of each orgasm, and only started up again, with another ding, when Katria's muscle spasms deep in her belly subsided and her heartbeat dropped to 110 beats per minute. Thus, the forty-five minute training session actually lasted a good hour. Katria had twelve computer confirmed orgasms.
At the end of the hour, forty-five minutes of actual cunt lapping, the girls switched places in a carefully orchestrated maneuver that kept Puppy fully in absolute control of her charges. It was Wanda's turn to be locked down onto an adjacent raised mattress bed and Katria moved over to face her already drooling pussy. Wanda was very receptive to just about anything sexual and almost came before the starting buzzer. An hour or so later, the computer shut down after confirming fifteen orgasms in forty-five minutes of energetic, enthusiastic cunt lapping.
Aaron and Puppy wanted to keep as much positive reinforcement in the very valuable slaves training regime. The same personality profiles that made them ideal sexual companions for a rich and famous owner, also made them responsive to reward. Given the intensive nature of the two-hour training block, and that the pair exceeded their assigned goals, Puppy confirmed the reward choice with a handy placard. Puppy spastically moved her two hands toward a tennis ball on her armrest. After she got the ball under control, she lifted it up, revealing a marker stuck in the opposite side. Still a little shaky with her new hands, she somewhat awkwardly wrote their score and her decision: "=95= Your choice of reward & you may speak."
It was an indication of how much the girls changed in just thirty-six hours. They joyfully congratulated themselves and spoke together for the first time since their capture. Knowing they could talk later amongst themselves, in unison they told Puppy, "We pick the hot tub, Mistress."
Puppy nodded and pointed to Katria's free arms. Katria hastily latched her wrists onto her waistband and Puppy had her master controller free her ankles. Katria quickly moved aside and knelt down, waiting for her companion to join her. Puppy again used the controller to free Wanda's collar and ankles. Like Katria, she quickly moved to her new lover's side and knelt down. Each looked submissively at the blue mattress below.
The only hot tub in the training area was located in room five in the A Row area. Typically, only the more higher valued Companion Class slaves uses this area. All other slaves used the B Row area facilities. The Companion Class slaves got the best classrooms, library, bedroom, kitchen (for teaching cooking and etiquette classes), and of course the one and only hot tub. The slaves would never know, but Puppy rated a large Jacuzzi tub in her living area.
Each training room was externally identical with a five-foot arched entry and no door. A curtain inside could be used for privacy only if the trainer decided it was necessary. This would seldom occur. The most important feature was a short segment of the number One Loop Circuit buried under the opening. After Katria and Wanda passed through the entry to the hot tub area, Puppy pushed an activation button beside the arch. The buried loop of wire locked Katria and Wanda into the room, under the scrutiny of their ever-vigilant collars. Unbound and free, they ran around the room with joy. The companions could partake of whatever was in the refrigerator; today its stocks were limited to plastic bottles of still and sparkling mineral water. Puppy had previously placed a single banana and an apple on a counter beside the refrigerator. The girls would decide themselves how to split the fruit amongst themselves.
Big fluffy towels were stacked on a table next to the already swirling hot water in the tub. Mounted conspicuously on an interior wall was another electronic countdown clock. Puppy entered forty-five minutes from the pad outside the room and started the clock. The reward time was special, but it was limited. Built into every room were several video feeds, microphones, and sensors (infrared and microwave) that constantly send visual and audio signals to a large console in Aaron's warehouse office and to a similar unit in Puppy's upstairs office area.
Wanda and Katria squealed with joy, grabbed plastic bottles of sparkling water, and sunk gratefully into the soothing water. Katria wrapped her arm possessively around the younger girl and said, "Wanda, please be my friend. I am so sorry for hating you at the office so much. Thank you especially for yesterday. You were the one that cut that awful punishment session in half. I love you for that." Without waiting for a reply, the normally homophobic and previously sexually unresponsive girl gave her companion a kiss on the cheek and caressed her hands down the slim woman's form.
Wanda was silent. She felt no verbal response was necessary. Instead, she turned sideways, grabbed her new friend and lover by the face, and gave her a soul-wrenching kiss. Her hands immediately slid down and harshly grabbed her friend's huge breasts and yanked her into a passionate embrace. "Katria," she said, "I've longed to touch you since yesterday. First while Robert fucked you so well, and then as my tongue became numb from working on your sweet cunt."
While the two companion slaves enjoyed their reward, Puppy was busy. First, she cleaned the mattress pads and EKG leads, and then she rearranged all the equipment and cords to a storage position to await their next use. Puppy enjoyed her newfound freedom and reveled in the restored range of motion in her arms and legs as she hurried to finish her tasks. Training placards were set into place and a cosmetics videotape and a language cassette had to be found in the A Row Library. The videotape went to a classroom and the cassette was loaded in the exercise equipment sound system. Puppy was getting into the rhythm of the training routine. She loved it.
The two girls in the hot tub, already conditioned to take all the pleasure they could, had collapsed into giggles and laughed as their hands fought to explore every inch of the body of their former rivals. Their hairless, slick cunts ended up humping each other for hard pelvic stimulation as they continued to kiss and caress. Neither could believe the erotic feel of their partner's trim and youthful bodies in the soothing water. All too soon, the five-minute warning buzzer drew their attention to the dwindling time remaining and the need to prepare for their next session.
For the next training, in Classroom 7A, Wanda and Katria seated themselves side by side in front of a long vanity mirror and makeup table. Their dog-training collars were back to the 'no speech' mode. Puppy only freed their arms from the waistbelt after the two trainees locked their feet into position on the long bench. A small television / VCR unit occupied the center of the vanity counter. Again, Puppy placed a training placard in a conspicuous spot with details of the day's cosmetics lesson. Katria and Wanda surveyed the duplicate array of cosmetics, brushes, sprays, combs and the like arrayed in front of each of them. With a silent shrug, Katria hit the play button. Each carefully followed the video, first in a series by a famous cosmetics and fashion firm. The instruction started with the basics and the girl's eagerly participated. Despite the introductory nature of this first lesson, it was well done and each girl learned something. There was a written quiz afterward and a study guide provided for placement in the first of may study notebooks the girls would build and keep in their cages. After the cosmetics lesson, the two girls moved to a nearby sink and scrubbed their faces clean.
The third class of the day, now well into the afternoon, found the blonde and brunette standing naked on two side-by-side walking machines. The girls picked up a four-foot chain and let their waistbelts lock automatically onto the tab welded onto the end. Puppy then turned off the collar voice controls and watched for a short moment as each girl read their common training placard set on a stand before them. Each slave put on a set of audio headphones and began walking. The preset exercise program of the day was for a slow, leisurely one hour walk simultaneous with an introductory French lesson echoing through their headsets.
Puppy stood and watched Katria's ample breasts bobble enticingly as she was forced to match paces with the machine's pace. Her slimmer companions A size titties and tighter ass barely jiggled at the leisurely exercise pace. The muscles under her slender form flexed and moved in an erotic manner. Aaron told Puppy that each would need a training bra for any of the vigorous training sessions conducted later.
Doctor Rachael Quaid and Aaron (she thought of him as Robert Morgan) had just finished speaking about Wanda and the breast augmentation surgery as the two girls started their walking / language session. After some mutual discussion, Rachael proved her worth to the organization. Aaron was still too new to the business to break free from simple linear thinking. Rachael suggested that while a matched pair of titties was perfect, and Wanda was clearly deficient in the sex goddess look, Katria was not yet perfection either. Katria's ample C cup looked well balanced on her larger frame, but it was not everything that Aaron and Steve envisioned in a finished sex companion. The idea was to create a slightly porn-star / slut body with the mannerism and education of an upper-class woman from the best finishing schools and universities the world offered. Too large, and the breasts' true slut / whore look could never be compensated by the rest of the package. It was a tough choice in balances.
Rachael suggested that the best approach would be to augment Katria's breasts from a C to a D cup. That meant that the initially proposed A to B+ cup suggestion for Wanda's 105 pound frame would not be enough to visually match Katria's then larger breasts. Instead, the doctor suggested that a full C cup on the slender frame would perfectly match the ex-paralegal's new breasts. The other advantage was that surgery could proceed Sunday evening and the girls could recover under Puppy's care while Rachael Quaid and Robert Morgan left Monday on their Caribbean jaunt to settle Rachael into her new life away from the continental United States. Neither of the two conspirators thought to include Katria's permission as a prerequisite for her upcoming surgery.
Katria and Wanda finished their dual physical exercise and language training with a written and taped verbal quiz. Puppy would arrange to courier the test papers and audio tapes to a nearby linguist that did contract work for the organization. He was paid to evaluate their progress and provide guidance for their training curriculum. Wanda and Katria were expected to become extremely proficient in Spanish, Italian, and French. Cultural and historical lessons would come for each of the study countries. Latter, they would receive orientation class work in Portuguese, Arabic, Japanese, Russian, and Korean. Of course, their English vocal and written skills would also be honed to allow them to pass among the best educated elite of the world. Lastly, recent current worldwide events would bring the two fully up to date.
Steve commented to Aaron that he was sure to have a buyer for the pair soon. Delivery would not occur until some point after a rigorous six-month training program. The initial bid request was already set for $8 million. Steve did not expect much initial activity on his secure website. But he expected interest would pick up as Puppy compiled short video clips of the two showing their physical progress and the training work required of the two. Puppy would post the complete training program along with test scores and the many written evaluations the trainer would make on the sexual companions.
Within a few training sessions, the girls would start demonstrating their learned sexual skills on Puppy. Aaron had elaborate safety precautions to allow Puppy to enjoy muscle massages, full body rubs, and oral sexual stimulation (mouth to mouth and mouth to cunt). Puppy already looked forward to anal and vaginal sex from the two using the strap-on dildos. Puppy would hold a dead-man switch during these close encounters and Wanda or Katria would be chained, blindfolded, gagged, or bound as much as the scenario would allow.
This would provide practice for the slaves and both gratification and first-hand knowledge of her students' skills. These newfound skills would provide the basis for many glowing training reports from Puppy to Steve.
The intent of the huge investment Steve Austin and Aaron Clarke were sinking into the two slaves was to gross at least $12 million from their unique offering. Many rich men and women around the world had trophy mates and companions they could show off. Most were shallow, empty-headed twits. None of these rich could acquire two matched beautiful pleasure sluts as talented as Katria and Wanda that could hold their own in any social setting. Once trained, Katria and Wanda would go anywhere in public with their new owners.
Prior to their sale, Doctor Quaid would surgically insert a newly miniaturized version of the dog-training collar system into the girls' bodies. A miniaturized throat controller would be set near their vocal cords and a power unit / punishment unit would go into their body cavity just above the ovaries. The tiny throat transponder cued the main unit that provided the remote programmable computer to keep the girls under appropriate control. An induction coil in the units allowed for charging without contacting a wire or plug. Finally, a GPS chip in the computer could be activated for control by other training computers held by their new Master or Mistress. One reason for the girl's high value was their willing participation in the new lifestyles. The control devices would probably never have to be used. The system was simply a method of insurance to protect the new owners while reminding the girls that absolute obedience was expected for the rest of their lives.
Author: Desert Dog ****** E-Mail: Desertlickingdog at yahoo dot com
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