I was covered up and Master was walking into a hospital. "How may I help?" He asked, coming over and stopping us.
"Let's go to a room, for more privacy," Master said.
"I'm sorry, but we need to know what's wrong," he said.
"Fine if you need to know, my slave went several days with little food or water, was whipped and out in the sun on hot rocks for nine days" Master snapped.
"Okay um right this way," he said, and Master started walking. I laughed lightly at his confusion, even after five years the Americans still have trouble accepting us.
"What's so funny, slave?" Master asked.
"It's silly Master, how weirded out they still are after five years of knowing that we're accepted here," I said.
"It's different," he said.
"It's normal for our country, a lot of females specifically go there to be who they have known themselves to be, we don't discriminate, everyone is welcome. But we have rules to protect our slaves if someone plans to buy them" Master said.
"Like what?" He asked, as Master put me down, removing the blanket revealing my naked body.
"Well, you have to live there for a year, give up citizenship where you currently have it, and be willing to keep the slaves in their place. Most Masters wish not to love their slaves, I just happened to marry mine before we moved there" Master said.
"Yes most Masters don't romantically love their slaves, but that doesn't mean we aren't to please them sexually if it's what they wish. We don't have a say but sometimes we get lucky and our Master allows us to have a say, but most of the time it costs us" I said, as he applied ointment on my skin I flinched.
"Is that what happened here?" He asked.
"Yes, I requested to have a rule changed, so I was bound outside with whatever food or water they wished to give me, with another slave who was being punished for stealing Master's daughter who is three and giving her to a man. The Masters fed us very little and only gave us a small amount of water a day if they feel we did good, and all I had to do was outlive her, she would've died either way because she was one of Master's slaves and she took our daughter from us, and as long as I survived past her I would be allowed to have the rule changed, she died last night in her sleep" I said.
"Her body could no longer handle it and gave out. As you can see they didn't have it easy, and slave had it easier than the other one, but there was nothing I could do once she agreed to the deal to drop the rule, I just hoped she would be able to handle it" Master said.
"And if she couldn't?" He asked.
"I would've lost the best thing that's happened to me, I love my slave, and I love her enough to keep her in her place because I know that there's nowhere else she'd rather be," Master said.
"And you're okay with being tortured to be killed?" He asked.
"I am a slave, I accept whatever Master wishes to do, I'm going on 35, I've been with him close to ten years, I know what I've chosen, I've given my freedom up to be his slave. Most slaves on our island are there because they wish to be, some were sold there by their partners, and others were traded there by other countries to train to sell back. This is why I hate leaving our country, you just can't wrap your head around the natural order, when can we go home?" I asked.
"Careful slave or I'll punish you when we get home, and I don't think you want Kaitlyn or MJ seeing that," Master said.
"I'm sorry Master. But Sir, I am a slave, nothing more nothing less, I knew that fairly fast after meeting Master I accepted it because there is nothing else I'd rather be, Master on a few scenarios threatened to kill me, I've seen him kill other slaves, so if it pleases him he can and will kill me, as a slave there is nothing I can do other than beg and plead with him, and even then I may decide not to. You are more than welcome to visit our country, but all the females that are there are slaves, that's just the way of our nature, see for yourselves that our females wish not to be free like they are here and we can give you a history lesson about Natria" I said.
"Are those handprints around your neck?" He asked.
"Yes Sir, I pleaded with Master to put me to sleep on the plane ride over, as you can imagine it's quite painful to just sit still. The sun can do a fair bit of damage in nine days with little shade, it makes the rocks hot, burns my feet and body as I slept, but I didn't wish to address myself in the third person as it was hard not to use first pronouns, asking for a rule change was bound to cause a hard payment, which I probably will never do again, at least not in the near future, I need some time to heal from this one, so will hopefully be pleasing and not get myself punished anytime soon" I said.
"We will see slave," Master said, petting my head, I nuzzled my head into his hand, smiling up at him.
"Do you accept anyone to come in?" He asked.
"Yes, but females do know of the risk of coming into our country, it's something they are warned about, and any female travelling here usually doesn't leave, of course, they still have their citizenship to their country, but once they start to enjoy being a slave we let them know that if their Master wishes to have it ended that they'll have to do it, they'll have to, most Masters do once the exchange has happened," Master said.
"Do you have male slaves and female owners?" He asked.
"If you ever visit my slave will give you a tour and some history, but no we don't," Master said.
"Well you're all good, keep the cuts clean and I suggest you stay off your feet as much as you can," he said.
"Would you like to come, we're heading back now and it'll just be the three of us, and another plane comes back in two hours?" Master asked.
"How much would it cost for two tickets?" He asked.
"Oh, we don't take money, slaves pay for the ride, don't they slave?" Master asked.
"Yes Master, but we have certain slaves to pay for certain things," I said.
"Then if I may," he said.
"Of course, my slave will give you a tour and answer any questions you wish to ask her," Master said.
"May we use Hunter and Jet Master?" I asked.
"Ask him if he's okay with that slave," Master said.
"Are you okay with riding horses, Sir?" I asked.
"I've never done it before," he said.
"It's easy, Jet is very well trained, he knows what he's supposed to do and he does it very well, but we can walk if it'll make you more comfortable," I said.
"But your feet," he said.
"Will be fine, it's your decision" I said.
"Can I decide when we get there?" He asked.
"Of course," Master said.
"What about her, she can't go around naked," he said.
"Put this on slave," Master said, passing me a dress.
"What about her feet?" He asked.
"I don't wear shoes unless I'm in court," I said.
"Why would you be in court?" He asked, as we left the hospital.
"I'm a lawyer, I work with some men my Master knows to get them off the hook from some bad things in the States, but I haven't lost a case yet, they come to me when they need a winner, but Master is selective with who I represent, and he gets the money to keep our home open," I said.
"Why don't you?" He asked, as we got in the car, I got in the back since they were more important than me.
"Because I'm a slave, I'm grateful he allows me to help keep our home because he legally can take any money I earn because he legally could make me stop my practice. I do it to help him, running a country is hard, so I try to take as much pressure off Master's shoulders as I can, and since we don't price anything in our country, what some slaves bring in is what's keeping our home a float, the only thing for purchase are houses and slaves, everything else is free but with that being said nothing leaves our country. Some slaves have been permitted to keep a second citizenship so they can work to get money for their Master, I'm just one of money that provides our Master with money, some slaves like two gynecologists that we have go to the States to practise for certain weeks, and since they are Masters slaves, he gets the money, some were permitted to have dual citizenship so that they can buy more slaves in the future" I said.
"So they enjoy it?" He asked.
"Of course we do, it's who we are. There's nothing I've enjoyed more than being a slave, every day I'm glad of what's happened, I'm glad that my ex kidnapped me, and gave me to him, all slaves are the happiest they can be" I said.
"You were kidnapped?" He asked.
"Yes, I was kidnapped, and sold to Master to then be auctioned once I received all my training," I said.
"Must've been rough," he said, as Master pulled into the airport.
"It was at first, the first day was hard, but then after I accepted it, it was the best thing I've done. With Master's permission, I can explain what it's been like" I said as we made our way onto the plane.
"Later slave," Master said, I shivered and smiled up at him.
"Yes, Master," I said.
"Is my slave wishing to cum?" Master asked.
"Please yes, Master please I beg your permission Master please" I pleaded.
"Get back into your attire, slave, and display," Master said, and immediately I did as ordered.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Just watch how much control I have over my slave, it's because she gave in to me and gave me her brain, to use her as I please," Master said.
"How?" He asked.
"Watch, slave, do you deserve to cum?" Master asked.
"If you think I have then yes, I hope I did, I feel like I've been good, please Master have I deserved the ability to cum?" I asked.
"Cum slave," Master said, and I did. I came, screaming out my submission to my Master as my belly spasmed. When I started to calm down, my eyes never leaving Master's as I followed his order showing him how much control he has over me. "Now clean it up, slave," Master said, and I bent down and cleaned up. "She's also orgasmed by her own thoughts, with no hands kneeling at my feet. She has given me her mind, body, and soul, and I've given her what she needs to live" Master said.
"She seems to enjoy it," he said.
"She does, they all do. It's who they are, slaves enjoy giving in completely and I'm glad she gave in to me, she will not go anywhere else, nor will she ever be freed" Master said, when it was clean I crawled to Master and looked up at him. "Is the floor spotless slave?" Master asked.
"Yes Master, there is nothing left," I said.
"Very good slave," Master said, I smiled up at him when he petted my head.