Tempest trembled slightly as she listened to Kate. What did she mean by harsh treatment? Would she use torture? Would they be drugged into mindless zombies?
Tempest wanted to speak but remembered Kate's instructions about the use of her voice. She had already decided to act like she was adjusting to her new life on her own to avoid whatever the harsh treatment was so she did not want to anger Kate by talking or asking questions. But the questions were churning inside of her head. Thankfully, Kate noticed.
"Would you like to say something, pet?"
"Yes please," said Tempest obediently. This simple act of obedience and implied submission caused her to blush which infuriated her even more.
"You may speak,"
"Thank you," the naked girl said. Then she added, "Mistress. What will become of our friends?"
Kate admired Tempest for that simple question. It spoke volumes about the girl and her loyalties. Her whole life had been turned upside down and torn away from her but her first concern was for her friends.
"They all have owners now, just like the two of you," replied Kate.
Tempest did not know if follow-up questions were allowed but she decided to press her luck. After all, she had been given permission to speak. "What will their lives be like?"
"One of them, the redhead, was bought by a good friend of mine. She is not a harsh mistress. I suspect that the redhead will be a house slave and will be used mostly for pleasure."
"Her name is Alaine, Mistress."
"Thank you, pet," replied Kate. "Alaine's mistress is lesbian so I think her tongue will see a lot of action. And I expect that you will get to see her fairly often. Julia and I try to get together every month or so."
"A husband and wife bought another one of your friends," Kate went on.
"That was probably Kim."
"I have met Kim's new owners but I don't know them well. I don't know how she will be treated."
"They came in to where we were being held while you were out, Mistress," Tempest offered. "They said they were going to give her to their children."
"Oh my," said Kate. "Then she should be in for an interesting time. I suspect that she's in for a lot of sex, at least initially."
"What about Tammy, Mistress?" asked Tempest. "She was the pregnant one."
"I don't know her owner at all," replied Kate. "But I was sitting at the next table during the auction and I heard her talking to one of her friends. From her accent, I would guess that she was either German or Austrian; maybe even Swiss. She owns a dairy farm and already has a couple of human cows. Tammy will join the human cows in milk production. Human milk is considered a delicacy in my circles."
Elke and Tempest emitted gasps at this revelation. That sounded horrible and extremely degrading.
"If the baby is a boy," Kate went on, "she plans to sell him. If it's a girl, she plans to keep her and raise her to be a slave also." Tempest groaned at this news.
"And what about Carrie, Mistress? She was already gone when I was taken into that holding room."
"I don't know about Carrie's new owner," responded Kate. "She was bought by one of the online bidders. I don't know if she has a master or a mistress or what they intend for her. I don't even know what part of the world she will end up in. She was already taken to be packaged for shipment which is why she was gone when you arrived.
Tempest felt another chill snake down her spine at the words. How could anyone even talk about packaging a human being for shipment? And Tempest could not get over how casually Kate talked about it. She behaved as if these were normal everyday occurrences.
"Thank you, Mistress," was all that Tempest said once she had heard more about the fates of her close friends.
"Are there any more questions?"
"Yes, Mistress. I have tons of questions. But may I ask them another time?"
Kate laughed and reached out, patting Tempest's cheek. "Yes pet. I'm sure you do have tons of questions. This is all so new to you. You may ask the rest in the future but be sure to get permission before you do."
"But now it's getting late," said Kate. "This has been a long day for all of us. And tomorrow, we start your training. Tonight, I'm going to have you sleep together in the other room. That way, you can talk and help each other prepare for tomorrow without keeping me awake.
"Tomorrow, we will start with the two of you making love to each other so I want you to talk about that and get comfortable with it. You might even want to practice or experiment a bit. After that, you will provide me with pleasure and then you will provide pleasure to anyone I choose. Now run along. That is your bedroom." She pointed to a door. "I look forward to playing with my pretty pets in the morning."
Chapter 6
They had a private bath off of their bedroom and they showered, one at a time, thankful to wash off the oil that had been rubbed into their flesh and the artificial coloring that had been applied to various parts of their bodies. Tempest walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body to find a naked Elke lying on top of the bed.
"Something tells me that towel will be the most clothing you will wear for a long time," said Elke.
Tempest sat down on the edge of the bed. "This can't really be happening to us. This is a nightmare!"
Elke scooted closer and placed her palm on Tempest's back, rubbing softly to try to comfort her friend. "I agree it's a nightmare. But it's happening. As much as I hate to say it, we are just someone's property now; complete with serial numbers. I'm 0912CF."
Tempest let out a little sob. She had been trying to act so brave but the reality of the situation was finally striking her like a tsunami. "I'm 0914CF," she whimpered between sobs.
Elke sat up and scooted behind Tempest with a leg on either side of her and pulled her friend back until Tempest's back rested against her breasts. "Go ahead and cry, love. Get it out of your system. It will make you feel better."
Tempest continued to sob and Elke wrapped her arms around her, holding her and swaying her gently back and forth. Eventually the sobs died down and then ended and they just sat together silently for several minutes.
"Aren't you scared?" asked Tempest.
"I'm terrified," responded Elke. "This whole ordeal has been absolutely horrifying."
"You don't seem all that terrified," said Tempest.
"Well, I'm less terrified than I was earlier. I feel better with you. I'm sure the others must still be frightened to death." Tempest nodded and sniffled.
"And it's a little less terrifying because you know the person who bought us. That might make things a little better for us."
Again, Tempest nodded and sniffled.
"And I think that it's probably a little easier for me to make the adjustment than the rest of you."
"What do you mean?" asked Tempest, turning her head to look at Elke.
"Well," started Elke, "for one thing, I'm bisexual."
Tempest opened her eyes wide in surprise. "I never knew that. Whey didn't you tell me?"
"I never told any of you. I didn't want to scare you off. And I didn't want to risk our relationship."
"We wouldn't have been scared off," said Tempest. "You should have told us."
"Maybe," said Elke. "Anyways, tomorrow will be easier for me than for you. And for another thing, being a slave is less horrible for me than for the rest of you, probably. For years, I have had fantasies about being a slavegirl, or at least a submissive. Now I'll get to live out that fantasy whether I want to or not."
"Wow!" breathed Tempest. "I never would have guessed that. Have you ever done anything like that?"