Soo I already know I'm going to a special place in hell for this story. But hey I'm a jerk sooo whatever's! Lol Thank you❤ for the favs. Thank you for the reviews I'm loving all of your suggestions. And I will def incorporate them into the story if I can. The reason I didn't select Orhimie as a slave is because I don't want ppl to assume that this is a romance because it isn't. Also Ichigo doesn't have " experience" keeping young women in a basement so I want to think of dumb mistakes he could make and put them in the story as well. Welp ENJOY EVERYONE.

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Rukia-Slut

Mila-Whore

September 20th, 2007

10:01am

I slept like a baby last night. The combination of the long massage and a huge release of cum had relaxed me so much that I slept better last night than I have in years. I daydreamed about a four-handed massage as I booted up my computer. I have deleted my account on the social web site. None of the other girls were going anywhere and I wanted to make it harder for anyone who might be looking for the girls I have here now.

I'm going down to "evaluate" my slaves. I need to start doing more to give the impression that they are being trained for eventual sale. I'm beginning to worry that if they have no hope at all of ever leaving my basement, one of them might kill themselves or something, out of despair.

September 20th, 2007

2:20pm

When I got downstairs, Slut was using her fingernail to clean her toenails. They really need something to occupy their time.

Whore was still on the table, with a blanket covering most of her body. She flipped her head over to look towards me. Her hair was stuck to the left side of her face. She had apparently fallen asleep on that side. Her hair was brittle where I had wiped my dick off.

"Master?" she asked.

"What is it, Whore?"

"I have to pee, Master."

"Just a minute, Whore."

I attached the collar to her neck and the short chain leash to the collar and untied her. I let her keep the blanket over her for now.

"You are going to take a shower now." I told her.

Having learned from Slut's escape attempt, I formed a plan to not only be more secure, but to humiliate them a bit in the process.

I walked her in to the bathroom and steered her to the front of the toilet, facing it.

"Get down on your knees." I said.

She complied a bit hesitantly and knelt before the toilet.

"You can thank Slut for this. She tried to attack me once when I let her go to the bathroom. Ask her about it sometime." I said as I put my hand on the back of her head and gently pushed.

"Put your face down in to the toilet, but not into the water... Wait... pull your hair out of the way... Good. Now, wrap both of your arms around the bowl as if you were hugging it."

She did I she was told.

"This is the "Ready" position. You will assume it when I bring you in to the bathroom unchained. When I leave and close the door behind me, you may get up and do your business, shower, whatever. When you are done, you will assume the Ready position again and call to me that you are done. Do you understand, Whore?"

"Yes, Master... I... mean, I understand, Master".

"That's a good Whore. There are some cosmetics, toothpaste and other things under the sink. Make yourself presentable. You have 30 minutes." I said, as I took her collar off and walked out, closing the door behind me. I did not give her any clothes to wear but left the blanket on the bathroom floor.

I spent the next 30 minutes nailing the door leading to the other room shut. There was nothing in there that I needed and I planned to let them roam the room unchained soon. Keeping both of them chained up and walking them to the bathroom to shower every day was going to be a pain in the ass.

"I'm done, Master" Whore called.

I put my tools on the stairs and re-locked the bottom door, then opened the bathroom door. Whore was kneeling there, in the Ready position, with the blanket around her. I put the collar on her and walked her out to the room and attached the chain to the ceiling, then sat in the recliner.

"Face me, Whore." I ordered.

She turned slightly to directly face me.

"It's time to evaluate my slaves." I said, as I picked up my clipboard and a pen and leaned back in the recliner.

"First of all, you both need new names. You will need to earn proper names, so for now your name will be 'Whore'. Do you understand, Whore?"

"I understand, Master."

What is your name, Whore"?

"My name is 'Whore', Master".

"Good girl" I said.

I then looked at Slut and told her that her new name was "Slut".

"I understand, Master."

What is your name, Slut"?

"My name is 'Slut', Master".

"Good girl" I said again.

Turning back to Whore, I said "I'm going to ask you some questions. Do not lie to me. Slut can tell you about what happens to liars here. Are you going to lie to me?"

"She told me, Master. I promise I will not lie to you, Master."

"See that you don't."

I readied my pen to take notes and started asking Whore questions. My first question was more of a fact I recently figured out.

"You actually haven't sold your body before have you?"

She slightly gasped and looked down. "I have not sold my body before, Master".

"When did you start getting fucked?"

"I have been getting fucked since I was 9, Master".

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"My foster father fucked me many times, Master."

To say I was stunned would be an understatement, but I did not flinch.

"You had sex with your foster father?"

"Before I ran away at 17, he would rape me when he was drunk, Master."

I paused and took some notes.

"Did you suck his cock as well?"

"Yes, Master. My foster father made me do it until I was old enough for him to rape me."

Wow...

"Did you ever tell anyone?"

"I told my foster mother, Master. She did not believe me. Then I told my boyfriend but he was killed in a drive by shooting."

I'm not sure I completely hid my astonishment, but I continued.

"Have you ever kissed a girl"

"I have never kissed a girl, Master".

"Have you ever did anal?"

"Just with you last night, Master". She said with a snapish tone. I wasn't sure if she was being a smart-ass or not but I let it be, and her incorrectly formed response go for now. Although my cock didn't want to forget it.

I turned the page of the notepad

"Drop the blanket" I ordered.

She complied and the blanket fell to the floor.

"Get the blanket, Slut."

Slut immediately grabbed the blanket and put it on the futon.

Whore had a very nice body. Way bigger than Sluts, She had one of those "ghetto bodies" I have seen in passing.

She had black hair and it was kind of wavy. I'm pretty surprised that she didn't have any fake hair, with creamy chocolate skin and no tattos'. Most black whores have those so I was very surprised that she didn't. Virtually no blemishes which I am very surprised about. Very curvy body but she could stand to lose some weight from her midsection it was quite pudgy. Her cunt was bald which was nice.

"Raise your arms to your sides, shoulder level" I said.

She complied, and her tits heaved and separated a bit there was a sag to them but they are pretty big so I won't complain.

I gave the clipboard to Slut and told her to be ready to write down what I said.

I walked up to Whore and felt her hair.

"Hair: 85. Black...write that down, Slut."

"I slightly pulled down on each of her cheeks to open her eyes a bit wider.

"Eyes: 90. Green"

I then grabbed her lips and squeezed them together, They were very full and sexy lips.

"Lips: 90. Full"

"Mouth: 90. Used"

"Master?" Slut asked.

"Used. U. S. E. D. As in 'not new'."

"Ok, Master."

Whore started to get a look of humiliation on her face as she realized what I was doing; grading her as if she was a cow for sale at the market.

I grabbed her face around her chin and cheeks, turned her head side to side.

"Face: 75. Baby fat."

I slid my hand from her face, down her neck and to her left tit, as I took my left hand and grabbed her right tit. I played with them for a few seconds, pushing them together, pulling them apart and squeezing them several times.

"Tits: 80. DDD cup."

I then lightly pinched each nipple and gyrated them around a bit. They were more almost black.

"Nipples: 70, black brown"

I moved down to her stomach, I could grab about five inches all around her waist.

"Stomach: 45...you have a few pounds to lose, Whore."

I glanced over at Slut to make sure she was getting all this. She was just finishing writing and looked up at Whore with a slightly bitchy smile on her face.

I pushed Whores legs apart and grabbed each thigh, squeezing and jiggling them.

"Thighs: 50...you could lose a few pounds here too, Whore.

I then turned my attention to her bush.

"Bush: Shaved."

I cupped her pussy in my left hand and squeezed a few times.

"Open your mouth, Whore".

I put my right index finger in her mouth and said "Lick my finger. Get it wet."

She licked and slobbered on my finger.

I spread her pussy lips and took a look. It was fresh and pink. I then worked my finger in to her pussy. She grunted a bit and her legs tightened.

"Pussy: 80. Used. Tight. Pink."

"Turn around, Whore"

She spun around, positioning her ass towards me.

I grabbed her ass and played with it for a few seconds.

"Ass: 80... a couple pounds to lose here maybe or you will need to firm it up, but very nice, Whore."

"Bend over"

She bent over as far as the chain would allow.

"Spread you ass checks." I ordered.

She took both hands and spread her ass cheeks. I looked up and down her crack.

"Ass crack: 80. Clean"

I then stood up and put the same finger in her mouth again.

"Get my finger wet again." I could tell that she could smell herself on the finger and didn't care for it.

She wet my finger again and I bent down and gently inserted it in to her asshole. She moaned a bit. She was obviously still sore from last night.

I reamed her out just a bit, pumped my finger in and out a few times as she squirmed, then removed my finger.

"Asshole: 80. Used. Tight."

"Step on the scale." I demanded.

"Weight: 190lbs"

I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. When I came back, I took the clipboard from Slut and looked it over to make sure she got it all. She had, except on "Stomach" she added "Fat!".

I unchained Whores collar from the chain hanging from the ceiling and told her to sit on the futon.

I then unchained Sluts collar from her normal chain, and put that chain on Whore.

"Your turn, Slut... Strip." I said.

"Yes, Master." she replied, with a tone of confidence. She was sure she would score higher than Whore.

I handed the clipboard to Whore, and repeated the same inspection on Slut:

"Hair: 75. Black."

"Eyes: 75. Violet, hints of gray."

"Lips: 75. Thin"

"Mouth: 70. Used"

"Face: 75. Thin."

"Tits: 95. B cup."

"Nipples: 80, pink."

"Stomach: 80. Tight."

"Thighs: 80. Firm.

"Bush: 50. Black. A complete fucking mess. Have you ever heard of a razor, Slut?" Slut looked at Whore with a "Don't you fucking say a word." look on her face.

"Pussy: 70. Used. Medium-tight. Off pink. " Slut shot Whore the evil eye again.

"Ass: 90. Firm. Thin." Slut got a bit of a smile on her face.

"Ass crack: 60. Stained." Slut looked humiliated and turned her head away from Whore.

"Asshole: 80. Virgin. Very tight."

"Weight: 112"

After Sluts inspection I had them sit against the far wall and face me. They were both still naked. I sat on the recliner and did some calculating.

"In case you are interested, the results are as follows; Whore: Average score: 78.5."

I paused for several seconds. Slut was fidgeting and anxious.

"Slut:. Average score: 75.3"

Slut looked quite disappointed. She thought she definitely should have won. She mainly lost points in things that you don't normally see, but were still important for a sex slave.

Whore didn't show much of reaction.

"You both need work in some areas. We will address that as we go over your daily agenda and clarify some rules."

"You have both been good slaves so far. I am going to give you a little bit more trust. Starting tonight, I am going to unchain you both and allow you to walk freely in this room and the bathroom."

Both of their expressions picked up a bit.

"But...when you hear me walking in to the room, you will immediately stop what you are doing and take you places against the wall, right where you are now." Slut was on my left, and whore on my right. I chose this wall because I can see them both by just cracking the door open.

"You will kneel down on your knees and rest your asses on your feet, backs against the wall and hands on your thighs. Do this now."

They both shuffled around, getting in to position.

"You will assume this position every time I enter the room, or you hear me knock on this door."

"Your daily routine will be strict. I am going to set up an alarm clock. The alarm will be set for 7:00am every day except on weekends, on which it be set for 9:00am.

"You will get out of bed when the alarm goes off. You will not use the snooze button."

"Every day when you wake, you will do the following:"

I handed the clipboard to Slut and told her to write this down.

"1. Use the toilet if you need to."

"2. Do your exercises I will give you both a list of daily exercises. Whore, you will have some additional exercises to help work off that extra flab." Slut got an evil smile across her lips and looked over at Whore.

"3. Make your bed and tidy the room and the bathroom. I want the tub rinsed out every day, as well as the sink and toilet. Especially the toilet. It needs to be kept immaculately clean. I want it clean enough to eat off of. You will scrub them all out thoroughly on Saturdays."

"4. Shower, wash and dry your hair. Pay special attention to keeping your pussies clean to avoid infections. Slut, you will spend an extra few minutes washing you ass crack. I expect to see some improvement there soon." Slut looked down in shame.

"5. Get dressed. I will be bringing you several sets of slave clothes later today. Every day I want you to both to be wearing fresh clothes, but you each will wear a different color. I don't care which color you each wear, but the shirt and panties you wear should match."

"6. Brush and floss your teeth and use mouthwash. This is very important. There will be no dentists visits. If you get a cavity, the only option is a pair of pliers. It would not be pleasant."

"I expect all this to be done within two hours of waking up. By 9am, or 11am on weekends, I expect you both to be fully prepared and ready to go for the days events."

"At any time during the day, if you have to take a crap, you will use baby wipes to clean your ass after normal wiping and then wipe the toilet clean as well."

"Any questions?"

"No, Master." they both said, almost in unison.

"Next we are going to talk about rank and the two of you living in this small space together. It is very important that you two get along and not argue. For this reason, I am going to select one of you to be in the "Senior Slave". Do not let this go to your head. I am still your Master, and you are both still my slaves. I only need one of you to make decisions amongst you to keep the peace. Whomever I select, do not get cocky or abuse your power. I could decide to put the other one in charge at any time, and as they say, 'Payback is a bitch".

"The Senior Slave will be responsible for making some decisions and will have some perks, but will also ultimately be responsible to make sure things run smoothly and the rules are followed."

"For example, the Senior Slave may select which outfit they will wear each day. The Junior Slave can then select any different outfit."

"The Senior Slave will clean the tub each day. The Junior Slave will clean the toilet and sink."

"But, as I said, the Senior Slave is responsible for making sure it all gets done, and done properly."

"There will be no fighting or arguing. If there is a disagreement, put it on hold until you can talk to me, and I will make a decision. If the decision can't wait, the Senior Slave makes the decision until I am available."

"Do you understand all of this?"

"I understand, Master" they said simultaneously.

"Ok, it's time to explain how this whole thing works. I am training you both to be sold on the slave market. Yes, there actually still is a slave market. It is only open to a select, and rich few, but it does exist."

"Your training will take anywhere from a few weeks, to several months. It all depends on you; how quickly you learn and how well you follow orders."

"When a girl is captured and begins training, she will usually quickly fall into one of three groups."

"The first group is for slaves that are uncooperative, defiant, hostile, try to escape or are otherwise unfit to be sold as a sex slave. These girls usually end up being sold for a low price, to a slimy underground pornographer. She will generally be the star of two or three torture movies and then make a final appearance in a 'snuff' film. In case you don't quite understand, I'm talking about real torture, not acting. They are tortured on film, to be sold to men who enjoy that sort of thing. Once they are too beat up or scarred to be in any more regular movies, they make one final movie, where they are actually tortured to death. These are called 'snuff' movies. You do not want to be in this group."

"The second group is for the girls who 'shut down'. They are the ones whose minds cannot handle their situation, so they ball up in the corner, rarely speak and cry all day. These girls are usually sold to a pimp and end up a cheap hooker, laying on a mattress on the floor in a shabby apartment in Mexico or Taiwan, while twenty foreign men fuck her each night for $20 each, while she stares off in to space."

"The last group is where I'm sure you will want to be. These girls have accepted, and many have even come to enjoy, their life as a sex slave. They are sold to rich men, sometimes even to kings or princes of small countries. They live luxurious lives in big houses, their every need taken care of. The only thing they have to do is please their Master. It is even possible for them to earn their Masters trust enough to be able to roam freely, and in some cases, even go in to town by themselves on occasion."

"Do you understand?"

"I understand, Master." They reply.

"Good. Now, within this last group, there are three classes. There are Class 'A', 'B' and 'C' slaves. This is based largely on your looks, but also on you talents. You could be absolutely beautiful, but be horrible at socking cock, and that could knock you down from a Class 'A' to a Class 'B'. By the same token, it is possible for a slave that is not quite beautiful enough to be Class 'A' to move up to Class 'A' by being an expert at pleasing their Master.

"Class 'A' slaves are the ones that are bought by kings, princes and owners of small islands. Class 'B' slaves are bought by corporate CEO's or other rich guys living in Europe or Asia. Class 'C' slaves are also bought by rich men, but they tend to be drug lords in Central American countries or mob leaders. You may have a good life for a while, but there is always the risk of your Master being killed or arrested, and you along with them."

"You are both solid Class 'B's' in your looks. With a little help, and a lot of training, you both could possibly be moved to Class 'A'. Sorry, you are both very cute girls, but Class 'A' standards are very high and neither of you quite meet them on looks alone. Conversely, if you do not train well, and are not experts in pleasing your Master, you could slip down to a Class 'C'."

"Whore, you need to really work on your weight." I said as Slut grinned.

"Slut, nobody likes a dirty-looking ass or pussy lips. I will search the web to see what can be done about it.

"Slut again lowered her head in shame. Whore had no reaction. I was starting to fear she may end up in that second group. Which to be honest I am alittle disappointed because I was hoping for that "roll my eyes, shake my finger" mentality that black women seem to have. I wanted to break that "Independent Woman" spirt like I wish I had with the first black girl I fucked so many years ago. Maybe I already broke it out of her when I fucked her in the ass?

"Ok, that is it for now." I said as I started to walk back upstairs. I then remember something and turned back around.

"Oh, by the way, based strictly on seniority, Slut is the Senior Slave for now."

Slut sat up just a bit more stiffly and smiled.

"But don't get cocky... that could change at any time." I said, walking through the door, locking it behind me.

I came back down a few minutes later to bring them lunch. I told them they could watch TV for a while, but I wanted no arguing over what to watch and told them to take turns for one hour each, with the Senior Slave choosing for the first hour.

Slut looked pleased with herself.

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