My Slave Life Ch 02 Cheap Meat

- How many sales this morning?

- Seven. It's not much compared to the female merchandise, but it's still something.

- This is pathetic. Why are we wasting time with this vermin? We should put them on a cart and let the boys from the mines pick them up. At least we'd have more room for the females.

- We've already talked about it. It's better to have a stand for male slaves, even if they don't sell much. We'll still make a little more money on top of the discount we give the boys from the mines. Besides, women sell so fast that we don't have any storage problems.

Still hanging from the beam, I listen to the Mistresses speak. My muscles are on fire after a whole morning spent exposed on stage. I've only been lucky enough to be untied three times since my arrival... Three times I prostrated myself at the feet of the women who came to buy some fresh meat. The first let me lick her feet before choosing another slave... The second palmed me a little before leaving me on the floor... The third paid a tip for the right to spank me, just for fun.

At my side, the slaves come and go. The Mistress ties them up, slaps their asses, then a customer comes along, slaps their asses, chooses one, and the slave is branded on the ass. And I'm left hanging from the beam, my ass serving only to entertain the spectators. The Superior Mistress approaches me, having arrived a short while ago to take stock of the merchandise. I shudder as I feel her cruel gaze settle on my bare skin. Her whip is harder than the badines used to train us, her whip leaves permanent marks that make us unmarketable, her whip condemns us to end our lives in hell.

- Is this the one nobody wants?

- Yes, I've tried to get him to roll around on the floor to impress the customers, but it's no use.I hesitate to take him back to his cell. He's been hogging a spot since this morning and we've got a lot of specimens to get rid of.

The Superior Mistress grabs me by the hair.

- Keep your eyes down, filthy worm. You're lucky, I'd have left a whore like you to rot in the galley that carried you from the East Seas.

The Superior Mistress turns to her partner.

- That's right, he's a cocksucker from the East too?

- Yes, all the slaves sold this morning were. They were in the militia that the Imperial Guard pulverized. When the fleet arrived in port, I managed to keep only the prisoners locked up in the cages... The rowers were too damaged to be sold.

The Superior Mistress pulls my hair again... I stop myself from screaming out in pain. My muscles tense up.

- There you go, just a little rat who can't hold a sword. How did it go for you? Did you fight for a few seconds, or did you give up and throw yourself on the ground?

- I... Aaaah... Mistress...

The Superior Mistress pulls even harder on my hair, she strokes my belly with her whip.

- No, let me guess. You ran away and the Imperial Guard hunted you and the other subhumans down like a game. And then you got naked and let them pull you around on a leash like a good dog? You must have sucked a few dicks along the way, right? Sailors are so sex-starved, after all it's hard to endure a sea crossing.

- Ouch... Aaah... Please...

- Hahahaha! What a wimp! "P...P...P... Please... Bouhou... I'm a good dog... I like to suck cock and get fucked to eat a bone"... What a human piece of shit!

The Superior Mistress slaps me across the face. I start to cry. My transfer from the East Seas was a succession of cage after cage, nothing more. I was locked in an iron box, curled up, while the female slaves had bigger cages... Female slaves are more valuable than males, as we all know. A slap on the ass makes me groan in pain. I struggle in my bonds like a horse.

- I should check with the market officials, I think you'd make a good crowd pleaser... Your ass blushes easily, I wonder how much could be made just by letting people come and slap your subhuman rump.

As she continues to torment me, The Superior Mistress is called by her partner. A richly dressed woman has enjoyed the spectacle of my decay and seems interested in my carcass.

- Ah, at last you'll be able to show off your tongue skills, my bitch!" The Superior Mistress says as she loosens the chain on my wrists.

No sooner had the weight holding me down than I collapsed to the floor. The Superior Mistress kicks me in the ass to push me off.

- Come on, bitch, go greet a noble citizen of the Empire!

I crawl on all fours and throw myself at the noblewoman's feet. I kiss her sandals with all the devotion I can muster... I don't want to go back to the beam.

- What a welcome, the whore in the next stage was less motivated," the woman says while raising her foot so I can kiss her toes.

- Yes, this little vermin is very good with his tongue," replies The Superior Mistress.

- Unfortunately, he doesn't look very robust compared to what I'm looking for. We need muscular males who can endure pain... And who can easily be replaced.

- I see, a wild evening ahead. My partner will check with you.. Dog, get out of the way.

The Superior Mistress grabs me by the hair and throws me off. I lie on the floor, pitiful, moaning in pain, tears starting to roll down my cheeks. I remain huddled while the noblewoman inspects the rest of the merchandise... She'll leave with three male slaves... And I'll be tied to the beam again. After the three specimens have been sold and branded, the Mistress fetches three replacements and ties them to my side. Meanwhile, The Superior Mistress has gone to sit on the side. She savors a glass of wine that a female slave, a beautiful redhead with firm breasts, fills several times. I can feel her inquisitive gaze on the bodies of me and the other dogs. She bites her lip, surely imagining the thousand torments she could inflict on us. She admires our offered cocks, waiting to be kneaded or beaten... Mistresses like to beat our cocks. I flinch as she snaps her fingers. The redhead slave immediately throws herself at her feet.

- Sweetie, the merchandise looks tired, go and motivate them a bit... And don't forget, if any of those cocks aren't stretched in five minutes, I'll make you scream with my whip.

- Yes, Mistress.

The redhead hurries to join us. She comes to help us get hard, to display our beautiful, large cocks to the crowd. I'm the first one she invigorates. Slowly, she caresses my skin, kisses my torso, my arms. She moves her hands over my hips, my red butt, my thighs... Then she grabs my dick. She wanks me gently, plays with my balls. She nibbles my nipples, then moves her lips to my ear. And while rubbing her firm little tits against me, she continues to jerk me off, whispering words in her most erotic voice...

- Do you like it? Feeling my breasts against you, my hand caressing your cock... It is so beautiful, I'd like to swallow it, right now, feel the warmth of your glans in my mouth. Can you imagine? You could fuck me right down my throat, make me swallow every last drop of your semen. And then what? You could take me on all fours... I'd be your whore, your slave... Would you like that? I'd love it. I'd love to feel your virility inside me, to submit to your cock, to worship it like a good slave. And I'll do whatever you want... What kind of role-playing do you like? You want me to be submissive, to resist you, or to implore you? You could rape me, force my intimacy, beat me to establish your authority. You could make my slave ass turn red, spit in my face... And I'll keep worshipping your cock I'll make you come on me, over and over again....

I can't hold on any longer, I want her... I want to dominate her, to whip her, to make her scream, to shove my cock into her mouth, to spill my semen into her beautiful fire-colored hair... And the bitch stops just short of my climax, she releases her grip and abandons me after kissing my cheek. Completely aroused, I sigh in ecstasy, my cock ready to ejaculate...

I return to reality, my naked body shackled to the beam facing the crowd, my outstretched cock in full view, while my playmate goes off to have fun with the rest of the cattle.