The farmer's mail order bride.
Chapter 1(OB)
In the cramped cargo hold of a Tarask class Merchantman, a young woman named J3N-4T7-RT1-9U5-H65-77D-FA2-K0X-VMR-679 was holding her nose against the terrible smell of the cargo. J3N-4T7-RT1-9U5-H65-77D-FA2-K0X-VMR-679 did not have an actual name, only her 30 digit serial code, the privilege of naming her would go to her purchaser, as was his privilege as her slave owner.
J3N-4T7-RT1-9U5-H65-77D-FA2-K0X-VMR-679, or J3N for short, was an 18 year old slave girl, fresh from the human battery farms on the imperial slavery world of Wsuioo. She was a proud pedigree of the 679 line, an exciting new breed of domesticated human from the slave breeders of Wsuioo. The 679 line were the "wife" pedigree, specifically bred to fulfil the niche market for mail order brides. She was currently on promotional sale for a mere 50000 credits and considered herself a great bargain.
Her home planet of Wsuioo was the sex trade human trafficking export capital of the Segmentum Solar, exporting billions of women every year to brothels and harems all across the galaxy. The planet's entire population was bred in massive battery farms by lobotomised women, surgically altered to resemble the body shape of a queen termite, a bloated womb that carried dozens of babies in a single pregnancy. Unwanted genders of the various breeds were macerated in blenders at birth, and breeding strictly controlled.
Wsuioo had two main social classes, the male soldiers, and the female slaves. The soldier pedigrees were bred for the military, and formed what might be considered the "free" members of the population. They were exported in massive numbers to the imperial guard, and quite a reliable export. But the real money came from the female slave pedigrees.
J3N had spent her entire life since birth being raised in the industrial scale orphanages of Wsuioo. Individual parents and family type upbringings were strictly forbidden in the slave production farms. Such family dynamics would create unacceptable variations in the human "products", and was dangerously prone to allowing dangerous ideas like freedom and rebellion to take root. All members of a given pedigree were raised exactly the same, with optimal indoctrination to increase their sale value. They were products for export, not people.
J3N was a very popular physical specification, namely a big breasted blonde with a very popular leg length. Her face was derived from the highly popular 388 line "governor concubine" model, one of the most popular facial architectures, and she also had the hips from the classic 77 line "street walker" model. J3N was so pleased with the blend of popular features from so many highly regarded lines that had been blended together in her body, it filled her with pride to carry so much fine heritage in her genome.
And now, after 18 years of indoctrination, education and training, J3N was ready to begin her life as a "wife". J3N was excited but very nervous. She was a promotional line, not yet firmly established, and her performance would help determine the success of the 679 line! She knew from indoctrination that she owed it to her 679 line to be a good success, her younger generations of 679 line pedigree were counting on demand increasing so they could all be sold for a high price, otherwise they might just end up in the blender...!
J3N tried to get comfortable in her chastity belt as she sat in the cargo hold. J3N was advertised as being a virgin on arrival, as all 679 line slaves were. Her hymen was intact, she had not so much as masturbated her entire life, and a score of unbroken officially sealed plastic zip ties on the joins and hinges in the securely locked chastity belt showed that she had not been tampered with on the journey. Her new husband had the key to this chastity belt, he alone could unlock it.
J3N looked in distaste at the cargo hold she was being held in. It seemed to contain little else besides pallets of plastic sacks. Written prominently on each sack was:
PLANET OF ORIGIN - HOLY TERRA
PRODUCT LABEL - SOLID SEWERAGE EXTRACT - F7699T7 (serial code)
PRODUCT DESCRIPTION - HUMAN MANURE
PRODUCT TYPE - AGRICULTURAL FERTILISER
Bags of poo! The cargo hold appeared to be many acres in area, and several stories high. Every last inch of this space was stacked up to the ceiling with these sacks, all wrapped in cling wrap to hold perfect cubes on top of plastic pallets, the pallets stacked up to the ceiling in neat rows with walkways neatly set between them in places. The sacks were clearly not completely airtight, and oh Holy Emperor THE SMELL!
The poo might come from Holy Terra, but the smell did not carry any hint of the divine. J3N knew from her education that manure from Terra was highly prized by farmers, considering it to be sacred and to bring blessings on the crops. The teeming trillions of Terra imported food from all over the galaxy. Then they... exported, it back again... This poo probably sold for more than the original food it came from!
This ship was the "Habib's Pride", an ancient looking Tarask class merchantman ship that made regular runs from Terra, stopping at Wsuioo, and continuing out into a cluster of Agri Worlds and Frontier Worlds in the mid east of the Segmentum Solar. The ship's captain was a lowly "Fleet Charter" merchant captain, the common as muck type of captain that has to follow a set route.
Habib's Pride started it's route at Terra, picking up the sacred manure to sell to superstitious farmers in Agri Worlds along the trade route. Wsuioo was pragmatic enough not to buy the stuff at elevated prices, and was therefore just a quick stop off on the way, taking on fuel and the occasional slave like J3N that was being sent out to the remote Frontiers and Agri Worlds.
Habib's Pride would usually manage to sell all the holy manure by the far end of the route, and would then follow the route back, filling the holds with agricultural produce at each planet on the route, then stopping at Wsuioo to take on thousands of sex slaves for the sex industry on Terra, and visiting a few other Agri Worlds for yet more food cargos before then selling the entire cargo at Terra. It seemed like quite a profitable run.
J3N had been in this smelly hold for a week now, and was eager to get some fresh air at journeys end!
J3N was traveling unaccompanied, needing no costly chaperone. She had already been paid for in advance, and was too indoctrinated to try to escape. At any rate, she was heading to freedom at any rate. She was traveling to become a wife and live free with her new husband, she had no reason to run.
Her new husband was a Mr Seth Renwick, a farmer on the Imperial Frontier World of 1D8V-44. Mr Renwick had purchased J3N via a local Wsuioo sales representative on 1D8V-44 and had paid 50 thousand Imperial Credits for her, his entire life savings. If he would spend so much to buy her then he would obviously love her very much and treat her well. J3N really hoped that she would be pleasing to him.
To be continued.