Rules
A man came in the master's waiting room with a slave-cordinator, and man sat on sofa. Slave cordinator explained to the man, "the fags you see there are here to register themselves, center tours are compulsory for fag's before registration and we only give tour to the group of 15 slaves. We make sure no important resources are wasted on them."
"So it's a choice for man to get a tour or not and you give mans seprate tour but fag's get it in group of 15 only."
"Yes sir,"
"What happens if you couldn't collect 15?"
"Sir then we let them register but tell them to come tomorrow for compulsory tour."
"Whow, I like that, that kinda made me horney." He whipped the slave-cordinator on the ass. I couldn't see the whip before but looks like he had it all along. I can now spot the whip marks on the cordinator's whole body.
"Would you like to enjoy this space for a minute or would you like to move forward."
He whipped it again, "move forward ofcourse, my time is important."
We waited their till evening, a new slave-cordinator joined us at 8pm evening. When the 15 fag's complete the chain.
"I hope you didn't had to wait too long, we will be taking the tour of the facility now, you have the permission to speak now but only to asks questions to me, if we catch you talking to each, both of the fag's will be punished." The cordinator said, "do you have any questions for me or should we start with the tour?"
Everyone was too afraid to speak now, after getting no reply from us the cordinator started to walk out of the room. And we walked behind it, it was hard to walk handcuff to 15 people but we managed somehow. Most of the places were air conditioned but some were not, as they are built to keep slaves only, like first we visited the display area, in a room full of luxury and sofas, fag's were kept in glass cages, bounded by ropes in different positions to highlight thier best feature.
"Every Sunday is a display Sunday here as most of the man visit here to buy potential slaves, if you resister with us you will have to come here every Sunday to be displayed."
"Is it compulsory and how long do they stay like that?" One of fags asked.
"Yes it is, you will come right here at Saturday night after your job shift is over and leave at Monday morning directly to your job."
"That's insane when will we do our house chores, on weekdays we will go to office and weekend trapped here?" Another fag argued.
"Well, you will have plenty of time managing those at night during weekdays." the cordinator said and moved forward. Then we went to a room which had huge statues of muscular man standing on naked twink fags, beating them and huge world maps, a projector. "This is were we explain to man our grand plan to expand to world and cute environment, as your only duty will be pleasing your master we will skip this area, but you must remember that you are contributing to healing environment."
After that we passed a artificial garden, as in today's world no real garden exists, some rich facilities make them artificially, many man were fucking slaves in the garden. "There are many places here like these dedicated to fucking for man who work here and visiters to fuck the slave-employes of this centre."
After that we entered a huge factory type of place, as we entered the room everyone started to cough as there was no air conditioner here and whole place smelled like spoilt food. "This is were we make slave chow, water and clothes. As a slave you will only be allowed to have these, chow is nothing but recycled food, we recycle the spoilt food and leftovers at huge parties and restaurants into edable again. We make sure it is full of nutrients a fag needs. However the water is recycled piss, collected at the centre. We remove all the impurities so no worries there. And then the cloths comes, they are worn out clothes by man thrown into garbage or donated here."
After that the cordinator brought us back to the waiting room, all of us where given a huge form and a pen. "All of you who would like to apply needs to fill the form, once you sign up for it, there's no going back, never, it's your last chance to leave if you want."
They opened our cuffs, I kept thinking about it holding the form when one of the tags asked, "there's no table, how are we supposed to right?"
"You can place the form on the and sit on your knees with ass up in the air, only acceptable position, if you change the position while filling the form, you will be published immediately." Cordinator said holding the electricutor in the hand.
"I think I would need sometime to think about it..." I said.
"Well if you leave right now, we won't let you apply again, whatever decision you make have to be made right now. You may wait in the corner if you need time to think. But do not sit, only standing, kneeling is allowed until sleeping time, after that you may lay on floor and sleep."
I thought to myself that I came to do it, so why hasitate, and it looked like the best institute for it, it feels harsh at first but it's only good. I looked at my naked body and I was hard as hell. I keeled on the floor, placed the form in front of me and started filling it, it was a long form asking all my details from past to present, they didn't just expose me physically but mentally too, at the end they had written two lines,
"You are transferring All your rights and property to the fag factory.
You agree to be recognised as an object and property of fag factory, they may sale/transfer you to anyone they please." I signed all of it.
after that on few more pages they had written some rules,
"These rules will be applied until you are owned by a man.
1. Everything you earn will be credited of fag factory, we will give you 50% of your monthly income to you to servive till a man buys you. 50% will be kept by the form as a fees (after deduction of taxes) incase a fag is unemployed it will pay by manual labour decided by the firm.
2. You are only allowed to drink n eat Slave Chow and water which you can buy from our store.
3. You are not allowed to use any electrical device other than your job.
4. You may only wear recycled clothes sold in our store." I signed them as well and gave it to the cordinator. Cordinator check it, then tied a stained coller on my neck. It was very stained and slinky. "When was the last time you washed it."
"Water is rare and expensive now, we only use it to clean things man use around here."
It dragged me by the leash to another area, slaves were standing in line when I reached there, "it was the last space I didn't show you during the tour."
"Why tho?"
"You will get it in a min"
I stood in the line, slaves were going in one by one, and it was right, I understood right when I went in, it was a AI slave wash machine. Mechanical hands scrubber My whole body red while water was coming from everywhere, a hand went into my ass, douching and examing it, I lost the sence of space when it all stopped. I feel on ground. Then a voice came from above. "Cleaning and examination done, result, age 22, not vergin, tight hole 9/10, no evidence of surgery, now open your mouth wide for photograp, note that it will posted on fag app for potential buyers to see, so look as fuckable as you can."
I quickly came on doggy position, opened my mouth and ass both, a few flashes came then the voice came back. "Profile upload done, Now leave." I left to the other side where cordinator was waiting for me. the hard Breeze on the wet body gave me chills, "can I get a towel please?" I asked.
"Ofcourse not, you will dry by air, towel is waste of resources on a slave." He grabbed my leash again and started to drag, "now I will leave you outside of store, you may go home for now, I would advise you to buy some essential right now, if you do I can join you to assist."
"Sure I need to buy the chow n water ofcourse, I am starving." I said as we walked on the road, it was almost mid night, all the protesters were gone, it was dark and empty now. "But before that, can I get my belongings back now?"
"Ofcourse not, you don't need them anymore, they belong to firm now."
"What! But my cradit card, clothes and phone is in there, I need them to buy stuff at store and to book cabs."
"No, you don't, You have just given us authority to all your money and bank account, anything you buy on store, we will automatically cut it from your balance. And about the cab, you are not allowed to use it anymore, you will be walking to your place." It said and dragged me to the store, "first section is for man only, unowned slave's section will come after it." The man's section was colourful and cossy, it started with alot of sex toys, then came the slave chow and water, I was relieved to see that they were 2 times cheaper then normal food on the market. there were Verity of them with different flavours and effects, like chocolate, banana, cum, shit, spoilt, muscle building, twink, etc.
But then came the unowned slave's section it was a small space at the back of the store, with grey walls and limited stuff, even the packaging of chow and water was dull and there were only two flavours here, blend and spoilt (original) and it was three times expensive then in the master's section.
"Do count before buying anything, as you will only get 25 percent of what you earn." Cordinator said.
"What? But the contract said that factory will take only 50 percent." I argued.
"Yup but that's after deduction of tax, and government takes 2 times more tax then from slaves then it takes from man."
"I hope to get enslaved soon, this is insane."
I took the spoilt flavour of chow and water as they were cheaper and for clothes, they had grey shots and shirts only, that too expensive then the normal, "it's recycled man's clothes, good for environment." And there were undergarments too which looked normal until I got closer, they were old and stained, "these are underwears donated by man, we don't recycle then just sell them as they are, unwashed." I didn't had no option, I took one pair of each and headed to home.
When I reached home there were already some slave-labor there, they were taking away furniture and installing CCTV cameras in my house, they took away everything, even bulbs, fans, air conditioner, there's was not even light in my house, but I was so tired that I just slept on floor of the living room, while they worked in my house, when I woke up in the morning they were gone and so was everything I used to own, it was just a empty space now for me to servive untill I get owned.
I went to the kitchen to get my morning coffee like everyday but there was nothing left there, then I realised that I am not allowed the previlage to have coffee anymore. I just drank the water that I brought yesterday from the fag-store. It was almost tasteless but with some artificial scent of piss and cum. I don't eat in the morning so I got ready for the job and left. I didn't have my phone and money either to book cab, and the office was an hour away, I had no option but to walk, I was all sweaty when I reached the office.
I took a deep breath, it was the first time I was going in public after giving up my humanity, but I did not wanted anyone to know, so I told myself to act natural thinking about some excuse for the sweat, I quietly went to my cubical when I noticed that it was empty, all my stuff and computer was gone. I went to the HR and he told me that boss wanted to see me. I was afraid, I hope I wasn't getting fired. Actual Boss doesn't come to office, but his 18 year old son comes and overseas everything, everyone here calls him boss only.
I went to his room, he was sitting proudly there on his chair by the table, "Come, we have something very important to discuss."
I went in and sat on the chair when boss said, "no no no no, you have no need to sit," I stood up quickly, "but you know kneel ofcourse."
"What?" I asked in shock.
Boss showed his phone screen to me, in an app there was my nacked picture in submissive position with all my details and a rate to sale "7 crores" it was fag-app created by the company for free man to use. I kneeled on my knees quickly as soon as I saw it, "You are a member of the factory, boss?"
"Yeah, boy, we have many like you at our home." Boss said "we are just waiting for it to get normal, then this company will be ran by slaves as well, cheaper and effective."
"Sure sir, you are right." I said.
"Tell me, why did you sign up for it?" Boss asked.
"Sir, I think this is the only right thing for me, I always had the desire to serve man, to be used and abused for thier pleasure,"
"Hmmm, but factory says that they do it to cure environment, they say you slaves sacrificed so man keeps living the life of luxury."
"Indirectly yes sir, all I care about pleasing my superiors, if my sacrifice helps the environment heal to let my master exploit it more, then and it's not a sacrifice for me sir, it only natural for me."
"Well, well, if you want to please man so much, let's test your skills." Boss said, "come here, no need to shy..."
I crawlled to the other side of table, between boss's legs, I could see he had a hard on in his pants, I reached for his belt to open.
"The factory had sent a list of rules that will change around you here." Boss said as he patted my head like a puppy. "First is that your whole salary will be cradited to factory only."
"It's okay sir, factory owns my money now, till I am purchased by my real owner. I am only allowed to buy anything from factory's store," I said opening his zip and letting his dick out. It was white, thin and around 8 inch long, "even if I have to buy something from outside of factory in emergency, I must make a written request to them before buying."
"I don't want to know all that, no one cares if you are okayyyy with or not," boss said in mocking tone while making a stong grip of my head. "Fully foucs on dick and and listen what I say, if you miss anything, I don't care, your loss, but don't make a single noise untill I tell you too." He pushed my head on his hairy, sweety balls and I started to lick. It was when I heard the office gate opening, I tried to pull back in panic but Boss holded me firm. But I got back to my senses right away, this was my life now, it doesn't matter what happens around me, I shouldn't be distracted from pleasing my superior. I tried to ignore what was happening and focus on cleaning boss's balls.
"Sir we have a huge problem..." The voice came from the other side of the table, it sounded like Abdul, he is the HR, he's a jerk, everyone hates him, he doesn't have any humanity in him, but more than him every in the company hates me.
"What is it?" Boss asked releasing grip of my head, and I took his dick in my mouth and started to suck it.
"One of cubical is not working properly. The technician was not able to fix it, he said that it will take a week atleast." HR said "it's Kabir's cubical, the graphic designer."
"That's okay, shift Manav to somewhere else and, give his cubical to Kabir." Boss said, I pulled out in shocked again to hear that, they are giving my cubical to Kabir, that's when the slap came. "Focus boy."
"Sorry boss," I said and got back to sucking.
"Wait, what's going on...!?" HR said and I heard some noises of chair being moved.
"Manav signed up to fag factory, I was just checking up his skills."
"Oh that new band everyone is talking about, I was also thinking of joining that!" HR said.
"As fag or as man." Boss asked while moaing. He pushed my head harder.
"Ofcourse as a man, what do you think of me!?" HR replied.
Boss laughed.
"Anyway, where are we shifting him them, or should I say it..." HR said laughing. "I always knew he was a fag."
"I got the email from factory today, they said it's best to keep him where air conditioner is not used but our whole office is air conditioned." Boss said.
"No, washroom is not." HR said.
"Yeah, good idea, I never thought of it, that's why I hired you, I knew you were sharp."
"I have more ideas to take his position to our advantage." HR said giggling. "But I hope to get a raise after it."
"Sure, whatever we will save, 25% will go to you. I am hoping to hire more fag's in future." Boss said, "listen up carefully boy, we will not repeat it for you."
"Yes sir," I said and boss pushed me back immediately, "I didn't tell you stop sucking."
HR started saying, "So, where was I... yeah
1. We can stop all the employee benefits, including food and drink, anything from canteen, not even water, can't use the lifts, etc. we can also stop the insurance if factory allows.
2. Lunch time will not be allowed and unpaid overtime can be made compulsory from today.
4. Any additional off or sick leave will not be allowed..."
"Everythings good, even great..." Boss interrupted. "But are we even allowed to cancel leaves, what if factory or his owner interrupt."
"Then we can add this new company policy that fag's are not allowed to apply for additional leave, only real man can, that way even if fag needs a leave it will have to beg the factory or his owner to send email for him, which we can reject or approve as we see fit." HR explained.
"Cleaver you are, that way it will be impossible for fag's to ask for leaves." Boss said.
"I have more," HR said. "We can save water bill by using him as urinal, we can deal the real urinal to make sure employee only uses him."
I gaged listening to that, but this time I did not pull back and boss moaned, "you are making him gag and me hornier." Boss said to the HR. "That's a brilliant idea, but where will the fag pee then?"
"No no no no, fag will not be allowed to pee, he must do it before or after office hours, no time should be wasted as his duties will increase." HR explained.
It was when boss came in my mouth. "You are a brilliant HR Abdul." Boss said "do not swallow, keep it in your mouth."
"I should leave now," HR said, "you have fun with it, I will think of more ideas and let you know."
Boss pulled out his dick, "open your mouth wide." He said and I did, his thick cum was resting on my tongue. He clicked a photo of me, "swallow now."
I did before asking, "please don't share it anywhere sir."
"I am sharing it on the fag app, on your profile review section only." Boss said
"What's that?" I asked in panic.
"You don't know? Really!" Boss laughed, "its a app by factory that can be used by man to see list of fags available to purchase, review them, track them or rent them."
"Sir, factory believes that we do not have right to information anymore, so they only tell what's needed for us know." I explained.
"That's good. I love this brand, it's one of the best." Boss laughed. "Here goes the review, "lack of focus and dedication." Posted."
"Sorry sir to disappoint you, please give me a chance to fix it, I promise to do better this time." I begged.
He didn't even looked at me after he was done. He was doing something in his laptop "you may go now."
I quietly left to my new cubical. It was shifted to the top washroom, my computer was placed on floor, since there was no cubical setup here. It smelled stong of urine here, Abdul (HR) was there in the washroom as well, getting the urinals sealed. "Good, you came on time. Your computer is set up there, you may work kneeling on floor."
To be continued...
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