I stood up, my legs still wobbly. and took a good look at the person in front of us.
A super hot blonde woman, probably in her mid-twenties or early thirties.
She was also wearing a similar latex suit to the people around her, but the difference was that her latex suit was only till her neck, unlike the others who were in latex from head to toe, her breasts seemed to be exactly the same as others but there was a major difference in her hips, she had a pretty wide hip compared to others.
The other women seemed to be taking orders from that woman.
Surprisingly no other woman had a bulge like that woman.
I really wanted to walk or shout, but I was sure that if I took even a single step, I would fall.
One by one, each of those women, helped us walk out of the compartment and helped us line up in front of the blonde woman who was intently going through a giant tablet in her hands, scrolling through something.
Once all of us were lined up, I had enough strength to move around my neck, my hands were tied behind my back and my legs were chained too, albeit loosely enough that I could walk taking small steps at a time.
I tried to speak again and surprisingly enough, I was able to produce some sound, but my lips and tongue were still numb so talking in a clear sentence was still impossible.
I would obviously try to run, only if I knew where to run. I would try to shout, but each of the women in the latex suit had a taser strapped to their waists. The blonde woman had not only a taser but also a black whip. I decided not to even try to speak yet, thinking someone else might speak up.
There were only 15 of us, but only 3 of us really seemed to be shaken and surprised, while the others seemed like they looked like they knew exactly what they had gotten into.
A few minutes later one of those men finally broke due to the awkward silence.
He screamed "WHERE AM I!? WHAT IS THIS PLACE!? ARE YOU KIDNAPPERS!?"
Instantly one of the women who were near him injected him with the gun syringe. He instantly lost his voice and fell on his knees.
"oof- there are always kids like you in the mix. I didn't want to explain but I guess I will have to do it now." the blonde woman finally looked up from the screen, and looked at that man's face who was conscious yet couldn't move his body at all.
"I am, zeta 36 in charge of registering you all as slaves." there were traces of a grin on her face.
On hearing, this most of the men lowered their heads, but the 3 of us had weird faces.
Did she just say 'slaves!?'
Well honestly, my best guess was either being kidnapped or becoming lab rats for illegal experiments or maybe even becoming suicide bombers for terrorists, but I guess most of them could be also counted as being slaves.
"ho- looks like there are more of you people whose friends or family sold them for money- anyways I don't really care, we are going to turn you into perfect slaves, for people to buy. And I hope most of you have chosen your preferred slave type, and those who were sent here by someone else, I hope for the best for you- and before you say that slavery was abolished and other bullshit, here is my answer, no it wasn't, it just went underground. Even the current president just bought two of our slaves, he is kinda a regular. You are supposed to not speak a word and only nod if your info is correct."
We were then led to a metal door, I looked behind only to see that we were indeed being transported in a huge truck.
One by one, the blonde woman named everyone and stated their slave type. the slave types that were spoken were male sex slaves, labor slaves, and even a few test slaves, finally, it came the turn of the man who also didn't know about the situation, and to everyone's surprise, he was stated as a female sex slave.
On hearing this the man shook his head wildly.
The blonde woman sighed and the man was instantly injected by a woman, which made him fall flat on the ground, his body twitched and his mouth foamed while his eyes rolled up.
Everyone was wondering, 'did he die!?' and the blonde gladly answered that "we have no use for slaves who void their contract, they are better of as dead."
One of the women dragged his body away by grabbing his foot, while another one cleaned up the foam which was on the floor.
The line continued, and I couldn't see where they went after they entered the metal door.
The other person who was also in a situation like me, at his turn, his slave type was 'anything'. He clenched his fists and then walked in.
At last, my turn came.
"Lucas Slin, bought from the OLAC Company, slave type, anything."
I flinched on hearing the name OLAC Company, I was sold by my girlfriend's company!? did she sell me!? Although I wanted answers I was sure that I wouldn't get any here. So I could only nod and walk-in.
In there I was greeted by a dimly lit, hallway of sorts, after 10 seconds of walking, my path was blocked by a metal fence, on the wall there was a display that said
" insert ass here to get id "
and a red arrow pointed below it, where a giant butt impression was made.
I could only follow what it said so I did exactly what it said. I turned around and inserted my butt perfectly into the impression.
Instantly two, belts emerged from the wall and tied my body tightly to the wall.
and in a few seconds, I felt pain on my left butt cheek. it lasted for a few seconds and then I was released by the two belts.
The fence lifted up automatically and I walked down the pathway where all the people who went before me were lined up. but this time the thing which was different was, that everyone had a giant bar code on their left butt cheek.
I tried my best to turn around and see if I had one, but I wasn't able to with my hands tied to my back though I was pretty sure that I had one since I could still feel a slight pain tingling at my butt. The process must have been less painful due to the fact that the drugs we were on were still wearing off.