The camera man brought Ava Abrams to their manager's house, a small mansion in a quiet bedroom town only a twenty-minute commute out of the city. On the way Ava was given back her clothes which her colleague had picked up from the floor of the theater. She also opened her slave training kit which she received from a secretary on the way out of the courthouse which contained all the implements given to those who were initially selected. Further a manilla envelope contained all the necessary directions which she would have to read through. She stripped again to put on the leather chastity belt as the law required her to do, which wasn't an easy task from the passenger seat of the news van. Her colleague kept telling off ideas about how they could cover her week of bondage, but Ava only half listened to him, giving short affirmatives, or pointing out the issues with his more ambitious ideas.

When they arrived, Ava grabbed a satchel she had brought with her to the theater that morning and waved goodbye to the camera man before proceeding up the steps to her boss's house. She wasn't surprised when a fully clothed, but collared slave boy answered the door and called his mother to the door. Her manager, Mrs. Crosby was a smartly dressed black woman of forty-five. She kept fit through Zumba classes each morning before work, but one wouldn't think of her good looks often. Her c-cup breasts were kept under conservative clothing in the workplace and were likewise concealed now. She was a tough and professional presence. She looked down and back up at Ava before inviting her inside to join the family for dinner.

Mr. Crosby was at the end of their dining room table dressed in khakis and a sweater vest over a light blue dress shirt and matching tie. The food was untouched, as they were just finishing grace when Ava had knocked on their door. To the left of Mr. Crosby was their free son, and to his right, their free daughter. Next to them were a fully clothed enslaved daughter with dyed blond hair, and their enslaved son who had answered the door. The only way one could tell that these two were slaves was the presence of the state issued collars on their necks, their state issued chastity devices were hidden under their conservative clothing.

"It's nice of you to join us Ms. Abrams" Mr. Crosby said as his wife got a plate of food for her.

"I'm happy to be here, but it's actually not my choice. I just got ordered into a trial period under Mrs. Crosby."

Mrs. Crosby replied. "The judge obviously doesn't understand how slavery works in our household."

Ava looked between the two other slaves at the table confused before the boy, Mikey spoke up. "Mom and Dad don't like slavery. They want nothing to do with it, but Marisa and I both got selected."

"Wait, why are you owned by your parents then?"

"We each signed the agreement to be owned by them before. They convinced us it would be better. We'd get their protection since they could screen potential buyers or right in a clause into our deeds." The boy responded.

"Huh, that's pretty smart. But why do they still own you though? I can't imagine it would be hard to get buyers for you."

"We're paying a dominant to give them some training first. It's one thing to protect them, but that doesn't mean sending them out un-prepared. So, we've hired Mr. Smith to come in for two-hour training sessions during the weekdays." Their father replied in a tone which stated that line of conversation was over.

Soon after the family dispersed around the house and Ava was put in the girl's room. The house was somewhat large, but the large rooms meant there were only so many bedrooms, leading to the girls and boys sharing their respective rooms. On one side of the girl's room were the typical decorations band posters, some artwork, a white board, and such. On the other side were similar items but concerned with bondage. Most of the images were of strong dominant males, in leather, sometimes with a bound woman on a leash, looking up at her captor like an old movie pinup. Only one or two of the posters had dominatrixes.

"Interesting, I didn't figure you'd share a room in a house like this." Ava remarked.

"Yeah, our whole lives. We make it work." Ella, the free sister replied.

"Does it get uncomfortable, with you know?"

"No, Mom and Dad just don't get slavery. Those posters are really the extent. They thought I was just going through a phase." Brianna the slave girl replied.

"How could they not take it seriously with two enslaved in the house?"

"Oh no one expected Bill to be a slave. He's always been super extroverted and boisterous."

"He didn't seem that way at dinner."

"Ha, yeah a couple weeks in the chastity cage is making him grumpy"

"He's been in it this whole time?" Ava asked, somewhat surprised.

"Would you ask your parents to undo the lock on your genitals?"

"And you don't?"

"I don't have to; our trainer lets me out each session. Bill not so much."

"Why not? Isn't it just as important for him to get trained?"

Brianna laughed, "you honestly think people want little slave boy dicks? Have you heard of Samantha High?"

"No who's she?"

"She's a slave-woman running to be a representative. She's campaigning to allow owners to castrate their male slaves."

"That's horrible! Why would you want to do that? Besides, the amendment precludes permanent changes."

"Well firstly, if they just put their junk in cryo so they can put it back, it's not permanent. Secondly, just think about it. You're now wearing a collar, and you like a hot piece of slave-ass. What slave boy wouldn't want to fuck you, and would you really want that?"

"Ew, no. "Ava replied. This uppity slave girl had a point. All of her past boyfriends had been what one could describe as an alpha type. The idea of that slave boy she interviewed earlier getting anywhere near her was admittedly repulsive. But that didn't mean she thought such mutilation was necessary. "Does this Samantha High do a lot of interviews? It could make for a good story."

"Yeah, I'm friends with her daughter actually."

The following day Mrs. Crosby woke Ava up at 6 am to join her on her way to work. The two barely acknowledged that Ava was collared chastity and wearing her daughter Ella's clothes. Instead they discussed how the ratings had been changing for the station.

"You'll have to do a little blurb explaining your situation at the start of your segments this week. Thankfully, the network has been looking into purchasing slaves anyways, so we'll go to the costume department to get you an approved outfit. If it looks like this situation is more, err permanent, we'll get you a few more outfits."

Ava's outfit consisted of a short leather skirt and a black tank top which dipped low, exposing a fair amount of her cleavage. The black lace bra beneath worked to accentuate her generous bust further. The outfit was surprisingly like that of our normal attire, only slightly riskier, and now her collar was evident to the world.

She was able to make contact with the prospective slave representative. Or rather her owner, who was quite happy to have his slave gain more publicity. Soon after setting up an interview for the following day a couple more emails from Mrs. Crosby and some of her direct assistants arrived in her inbox. One was a schedule for her to complete, segments of the workday were highly structured, even to the point of allowing ten-minute bathroom breaks. She also saw that her entire morning schedule was labeled as slave training. With an address downtown. A quick search showed the address to be for Giovanni Slave Training. She had tried to get a few interviews with them in the previous weeks but had been unsuccessful, with them stating no outsiders would be allowed to view. In the email was an attachment for a letter from the manager exclaiming how happy they would be to train Ava, remarking it would be beneficial to have exposure to the method they had been updating as they went, and just to have access to her hot body. Another email was not directed specifically to her but was directed to the company as a whole for input on a pilot show the following week, which would feature a Slave Hunt. The idea intrigued Ava, the network had already purchased several slaves and had agreements with several who remained unclaimed to enter an arena. Twenty free persons would endeavor to catch them for either temporary or permanent ownership.

The rest of her day was spent reading documents and preparing a script for her introduction to the world as a candidate for slavery. To begin she read through the preamble of the moral slavery amendment.

In order to create a better union, the creation of a sub-citizen class has become necessary. The need to create a new classification of person, chattel has become evident through recent advances in neurology and changes with the nation's workforce, as automation has displaced large sums of workers who are motivated to contribute to society. As such on March 8th in the subsequent year, a national registry of the new Slave, or Chattel class of humans will go into effect. This, and all other activities and regulations will be under the purview of the Slave Registry created in this body of law. Further, a new subsect of the judicial branch will be created for matters which pertain to those involved in the sale, ownership, and handling of human chattel, referred to as the Slavery Sub Court.

The creation of a slave-sub class is done for the benefit of all humans in the country. As such, a commission will be created drawing on law-makers, civil-rights workers, the medical community, and prominent members of the associated fetish communities, and current activists who have sponsored this bill, drawing from those who expect to remain free and those who expect to become property. This commission shall create guidelines for a survey, and test(s) to be used in selecting those to initially become slaves, as well as to create guidelines for the transition into a slave holding society, the handling of slaves, and the nature of public interactions between chattel and citizens. Further, additional protections for slaves will be recommended to prevent excessive abuse. Further, a series of rights will be proposed for those who own slaves.

A Slave will be defined as a human who, after reaching adulthood has his/her rights removed so as to become chattel. This property can be under the ownership of a person (a human who is not enslaved), a corporation, or a state body. Slaves will have certain protections guaranteed by the state including but not limited to:

No permanent bodily harm or modifications without the approval of the Slavery Sub Court

Slaves will have a peculium assigned to them, in which an allowance of an amount to be determined by the Slave Registry and Slavery Commission will be deposited every month. This peculiarity may be used to purchase items with approval of the slave's owner, or with approval of the court, purchase of the slave by the state from the owner at market value plus ten percent, for resale.

Slaves may only be reinstated as citizens through a unanimous decision through the Slave Sub Court, per recommendation from the Slave Registry, and with the approval of the proper medical professionals.

Restrictions on punishment may only be lifted per approval by the Sub Slave Court, or with unanimous consent of the slave, owner, registry and one witness. This may not be undone unless ordered by the Slave Sub Court.

Slaves may not be used to commit crimes on behalf of their owners. Crimes committed by slaves will be punished through their owners unless the owner is found guilty of being knowingly involved in the crime.

Slaves will receive wellness checks once a month and will be allowed limited communication with free relatives or a trusted person to ensure that abuses are reported.

Slaves may sue their owners or other free persons in the Slave Sub Court for damages against their protections to be added to their peculium. Loss of the case will result in punishment for wasting the time of citizens.

Slaves may not be deprived of food, sleep, human contact, or medical care that would be a detriment to their health.

The offspring of slaves shall not be enslaved unless they themselves fit the requirements of enslavement at adulthood.

Slaves who were married before their enslavement shall not be owned separately, and will have extra protection including minimum conjugal contact on a monthly basis, unless that privilege is taken away by order of the Slave Sub Court

Slaves will have the right to ¼ vote for a representative to government bodies. This representative must be a slave, allowed to hold office by its owner. Should none be available, that position will be held by a state-owned slave, elected from a pool of available chattel. This representative will have half the respective voting power of its free counterpart.

For all internal policy changes, the Slave Registry will have two boards consisting of five free persons, two male slaves, and two female slaves. These positions will be filled with direct general election, where the top scoring members of each subcategory receive the positions. The boards will meet separately, but votes will count as one body.

Slaves may access, or request access to their peculium once a month. Should they be suing for a change in ownership, this may be done at any time, but may only be done once every three months should they lose their case.

An initial set of expectation for free people in regard to handling slaves shall include but are not limited to:

A free person may demand slaves be punished for disrespectful actions against them. Should the owner refuse punishment, and the infraction be great enough as determined by local slave codes.

The owner of a slave, whose offspring are selected for enslavement may claim ownership of the enslaved offspring. Should the slave-parents(bull being the father, and mother referred to as a bitch) be owned separately, female offspring shall become property of the bulls owner, and male offspring being held by the owner of the bitch. Half of the slaves worth being paid to the party without ownership. For the offspring of slaves, owned by the other parent (woman is impregnated by bull, or man impregnates his bitch), the slave will become property of the state for sale at auction to non-relatives, with the value of the slave being paid to the owner/parent.

Slaves may be used in any activity or given any order so long as it does not interfere with their protections. Violation of the protection will result in removal of slave holding permits, prison time and hefty fines scaled to punish outrageously abusive owners/persons so as to remove them from ever coming into contact with a slave again and to act as a deterrent.

An owner of a slave may not be deprived of their property without due process. Should a slave be removed from ownership through no fault of the owner, the state or receiving property of the slave shall pay the value of the slave.

Slaves will only be subject to eminent domain during a state of emergency.

Semi-Permanent modifications may be made, so long as a sub-fund is created within the slave's peculium of sufficient value to revert all changes. The owner may draw from this fund to achieve this at their discretion.

Owners may sue their slave's peculium in cases where a slave has cause undue loss to the owner. This does not include financial losses where a slave is allowed to invest on the owners behalf, but when a slave causes property damage, or breaks laws/codes where the owner is fined after reasonable punishment and restraint to prevent the action are employed.

Owners may request stays on excessive punishment, or permanent modification of slaves or manumit slave couples with court approval for excessive disobedience.

Initial Rules Concerning the Handling of Slaves:

Slaves will have some form of bondage at all times, to allow for proper handling.

Slaves will have a permanent identifying mark on their left buttock, as either a brand or tattoo including their registered slave id.

Owners may add one additional mark of ownership

Slaves will have satellite tracking chips installed in their body at a location unknown to them.

Usual laws on public nudity, or other public decency will not apply to slaves, except in scenarios/places where minors are expected.

Slaves may only use public facilities/services (not including medical care and emergency services) once all free persons have made use/been served.

Finally, in order to maintain equity in the determination of those who shall become enslaved. All citizens regardless of status, race, creed, gender, political appointments, health, age (above 18), location, wealth, etc. will go through at least a cursory screening, the contents of which will be determined by the commission. All people will be assigned a random number so as to ensure the survey is blind. Further examinations and tests will also use these numbers, and persons going through the tests will have their identities concealed should they wish. This test will be completed for every person every five years, and for slaves every ten years. Slaves must make a perfect score in terms of not being a submissive for the process of enslavement to begin.

Any adult may petition to be enslaved, with approval from the Slave Sub Court. The decision must be unanimous between a jury consisting of one slave, one person who owns a slave, and one person who does not own a slave after completing a trial period in which they are subject to the conditions of slavery for one week.

The following morning, I awoke in his bondage bag to the sound of Eve being flogged. She was tied spread eagle over the bed whilst hard blows were landing on her back and rear. She had been tasked with cooking breakfast and evidently made a burnt mess. What made it more than just a spanking was the fact that she had diminished your mistake.

Evan shouted at her, "You do not tell me to 'fuck off'. Not only am I a person, but I own you for the rest of today."

Eve cried as each swing came down on her and Evan continued to berate her. When he was satisfied, he let me out of the bondage bag, and practically dropped Eve in it and locked it. He stared at the bag for a moment before taking in a deep breath and ordering me to follow along. I felt bad for Eve, but at the same time I was almost glad she was experiencing what I had been. Evan and I repeated our workout from the previous day. This time however, once we were done and had gone to the showers, I remained leashed. Rather than use the stall showers, we went to the open shower bay, he loosely tied the end of my leash to the shower handle, a symbolic restraint more than practical before stripping.

"Hands behind your head" He ordered as he stripped out of his gym clothes and removed a tiny key from his pocket. He carefully unlocked my chastity cage, allowing my manhood to stretch for the first time in days. It was one thing to be in chastity, but it was another for the cage to squish while soft. I did my best to remain soft but couldn't prevent a quarter chub. Evan then took a bar of soap to my genitals and quickly scrubbed them down and rinsed. Afterwards I was rock hard.

"Alright boy you've had your fun I'll give you thirty seconds to calm down. Just had to do some basic hygiene, nothing to enjoy you horny slut." He said. My training with the mistress helped but I couldn't get soft enough for him to reattach the ridiculously small cage. So, I was treated to a rush of cold water until he was satisfied, and my bondage replaced.

On the way back to the apartment Evan and I stopped at a coffee shop, and he even treated me to a donut of my choosing and coffee. I thanked him before we continued back to the apartment, where Eve was let out and given a plain bagel. Once we finished breakfast Evan retrieved our outfits for the day from his room and dressed us himself. Eve sported a tight green skirt which reached to her knees, and a white top which showed a generous amount of cleavage and exposed her midriff. Meanwhile I received a pair of jeans that were a bit too large and a plain white t-shirt, before we were each leashed to follow Evan to school.
Instead of sending us to our classes we followed him to the two classes he had that day. The first, his history of the twenty-first century was somewhat dull, thankfully we didn't have to pay attention. Just be quiet. His second class, philosophy was more interesting for us as we were surprised to have to take part in it. The students were presenting their plans for papers they'd be writing and had to give general points. We were not the only slaves in the class, evidently these students were in the same boat as us with owners allowing, or mandating they finish school. One of them was a completely nude slave boy. The Asian male didn't have to wear a chastity cage, so his five-inch flaccid manhood was free to swing to the audience's delight. I'm not sure if anyone actually paid attention to his presentation. I could see that Eve was enthralled with the presentation, as could Evan. When the show was over, he leaned over to Eve and quietly asked "Wouldn't' it feel great to get bred by that stud?"

"Yes, it would master. He looks close to your size." She replied.

As the slave boy passed by our row of seats Evan reached out to firmly grab his forearm. "Boy, who's your owner?"

"Beth Revi" The slave replied. The very same buxom brunette friend of Eve's who had wanted to enslave us, and the owner of our other friend Stacy. With that tidbit of info from the slave Evan opened his phone and the Masters app, the sister-app to the slavers app Mistress had put on our phones. Once Evan was satisfied with whatever he was looking for he released the slave and stood us up for him to present.

"Strip slaves, and follow me" he ordered. We obliged and followed him to the front of the class. Master Evan stuck his index fingers into the loops on the front of our collars to guide us onto the table in the front of the class on which we were ordered into a display position. Our knees spread apart and feet under our buttock, with our hands behind our heads and elbows back.

"My intention is to write a thesis on the ethics of slavery. I will admit, I am not a full-time owner. These two are rentals that I will move to gain full ownership of in the future, barring finances I have been in contact with their owner for the possibility of intermittent rentals in the future to put my ideas into practice and look for additional inspiration. I will begin by examining slavery through the lens of Socrates and Aristotle. We examine the three classes, Guardians, Auxiliaries, and craftsmen. The re-institution of slavery brings this to the extreme. Slaves are the penultimate of the craftsmen class. They produce for and obey the auxiliaries and guardians. These two classes are represented by the government and their owners which work to provide the protection for the slaves and the guidance, respectively. This is an example of how I intend to examine slavery. The benefits and duties of the slave, contrasted with the benefits and duties of the master, with the role of the state to regulate. But first I will examine whether it even needs to be to the benefit of the slave. Afterall, these two items of the table are exactly that, depending on our definition. As such I will devote time defining what makes a slave and why. From there I intend to use slave testimonial to demonstrate that it is a net positive, from a utilitarian analysis, and that it is good based on a set of proposed maxims. Let's examine a scenario I created for these slaves over the past couple days. These two slaves were married before their enslavement, and thus cannot be legally sold apart. They have love for each other, but each requires the guidance of an owner. Mark for instance, doesn't exercise. I've found that I needed to take him under my wing at the gym and ensure that he is living in a healthy way. He also has an attitude problem towards us people that needs correction. Would you say my guidance has been useful? You may say anything here without fear of punishment. You must be candid"

"Yes Master Evan. I hope my mistress will allow me to continue the workouts you've started with me. He has disciplined me for incorrect behavior, but also shown me kindness and encouragement."

"There you have it. And this slut has also benefited from my care. Tell these folks how." Evan followed up.

"Well I wasn't exactly happy about being claimed by a mistress. Both my husband and I are straight so one of us was bound to be disappointed. Being rented by Master Evan has given me the opportunity to get fucked by a superior cock. I love Mark, but a small slave dick is different from Master Evan's large cock. It's one thing to make love to my husband, but it's another to get fucked."

The audience was either uncomfortable with this or delighted. Evan continued his academic planning for a couple more minutes before yielding to his other peers. After class we followed him to the cafeteria where we met with Beth, Stacy, and the slave boy whose collar was now leashed and in Beth's hands.

"Hi Mark, Hi Eve!" Stacy said, perking up when she saw us. A nod from Evan said we could reply. Beth and Evan began conversing with each other.

"So, you want the bitch mounted?" Beth asked with a sly smile directed at Eve.

"Yes, she can't be impregnated, per her owner's conditions. But I think it best Mark and Eve experience some slave breeding. Especially with such a cock on your stud."

"Oh, I'm not breeding Stacy with Mark. I'm trying to get her pregnant with Bruce here. Good change of a well-endowed male. And if you've seen Bruce's mother's tits it might balance out those pitiful mounds on Stacy."

Bruce was already erect and ready, so the master took out a spare condom to wrap on the slave's genitals. Eve was ordered onto her hands and knees, with her leash in Evan's hands. She arched her back in order to give Bruce a better view. Beth had him get on his knees and ordered him to penetrate. So, there we sat in our college cafeteria. Stacy and I watched. Cuck-Queen and Cuckold watching our partners fuck at the ends of their leashes like dogs while our master and mistress looked on. I could see Eve quiver with two orgasms before Bruce finally came in her as well for a third mutual orgasm.

After the two were dismounted from each other Evan and Beth discussed meeting up again before he brought us off campus. After a short ten-minute walk, he brought us into a coffee shop where mistress was waiting for us. She was seated at a table with four coffees. Eve sat next to mistress while Evan kept me close at hand.

"How did my slaves behave?" She asked with a smile.

"Remarkably well. No real issues. We had to make up games for them to get their masochistic kicks." Evan lied.

"Well except for." Eve began before Mistress cut her off with a slap on the thigh.

"People are talking sweetly. I'm glad to hear it. And no permanent marks, or possibility or pregnancy?"

"No Ms. Tines. None at all. I expect you'll find your slaves enjoyed their time. If you'd be open to the idea, I would like to rent them out in the future" Evan replied. A ring in his phone signaled a change in hour reminding him our slavery to him was over. "And I believe these are yours." He said handing over a set of keys to Mistress before getting up and giving his goodbyes.

When he left the store, Mistress took out a handbag and handed Eve one of her skimpy outfits and asked me to stand. "Oh boy that little cage is barbaric. Come here Mark so I can let you out." She said in a concerned tone. The relief was amazing, and it was obvious I had leaked during our presentation and Eve's mounting. "You're all pent up. Did he keep you in this all weekend?"

"Yes Ma'am" I replied.

"Well I've kept you in one for longer, but this is too small." She said putting away the tiny cage and replacing it with a more properly sized tube for me before handing me a set of shorts and a low-cut t-shirt.

It was only a short walk back to Mistress's apartment, and she asked us questions about our time with Master Evan. "So, if he comes to me with an offer to rent you two again would you want to spend more time with him?" Much to her surprise we each answered yes almost immediately. Once back at the apartment we all stripped naked again only Mistress put on a leather skirt and matching low cut top. She inspected our bodies for marks and damage, including each of our holes. I was happy that she left the tube off after the inspection and was sure to control my erection with limited success. We repeated our tradition of sucking on mistress's nipples while she ate dinner before we ourselves got to eat.

"It sounds to me like Mark has earned an orgasm. Not exactly fair he went through all of that without a reward." She said. Eve got up to join me before Mistress snapped at her. "Not from you slut. You've had enough fun." Mistress rose from the table and brought Eve into the bathroom locking her inside after fixing her into her chastity belt.

"Mark follow me." She ordered, walking into the bedroom. "I'm sorry Master Evan treated you so poorly. Male slaves deserve pleasure too when they behave. Do you want to talk about it?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Good. Let it out. No judgement right now."

"It was a weird feeling to be cuckolded like that. You know I both hate and enjoy chastity. But it was just so much and so intense to see Evan fuck Eve. He's huge, and Eve enjoyed it so much more than she enjoys me." I started.

"Well that's not surprising. I mean that it's not surprising a slave girl enjoys being fucked by a master. Let alone a large one. But just like Evan is your superior. I am Eve's. Just look at these tits. I know Eve is jealous of them. Now like I said. You need to be rewarded and reap the benefits of being a slave-man." She said, removing her skirt and removing her top the rest of the way. "Come here big boy and get your reward".

I couldn't believe it. All my control melted, and I climbed onto the bed over Mistress. We kissed and I played with her tits before performing cunnilingus. After some time, she invited me inside and I began to pump in and out of my owner. Soon enough she came, her generous thighs squeezed me to the point where it was painful. Soon after I came inside her.