Gerald
Sinclair-Lewis, 19th Earl of Lewis is a true scion of an illustrious
house. Like most of his forebears, he
served in the army and would have made a fine general if the early demise of
his father had not warranted his return to head up the family conglomerate.
He had attended Eton
and Oxford, obtaining a degree in business before moving to Sandhurst. And his
army career had been truly meteoric, his superiors recognising an extraordinary
mind, rising to the rank of brigadier before returning home some four years
ago.
Right now, he stood
on the back lawn of the splendid house that had been in his family for
countless generations, the present house being built in the early eighteenth
century. Beside him was his butler, Hobson
and his wife, who was the housekeeper and before him were arrayed his slaves,
each row in military precision except that as slaves, they all stood in the
Position of Inspection rather than at attention.
That means with feet
exactly a half-metre apart, hands up behind the neck with fingertips just
touching, bellies sucked in, every muscle in high tension and eyes fixed firmly
on a point in the distance.
Males were ranked to
his right; females, the left. They
comprised household staff, gardeners, maintenance-slaves and farm workers. He stared at the array and then complimented his
slave-master, an ex-warrant-officer who had served him in the army.
“A perfect parade,
Sar-Major,” he barked and then headed off to inspect his ‘troops’, starting
with the females.
Each of them was
handsome, if not exactly beautiful, but all possessed of nigh perfect bodies:
athletic, strong and with perfect skin.
They were, of course, naked. No
slave is permitted even the smallest rag to cover even his or her genitals at
any time. They are also nude, which
small difference means they have been stripped of all hair below their eyes and
he now stopped in front of each one, searching for flaws (and finding none),
cupping a firm breast here, stroking a shapely thigh or buttock cheek there;
and even placing his lean brown hand over a slave’s pudenda to gauge her
response. To this point, they had been
required to retain the neutral expression required of a slave. Now, though, they were allowed to giggle and
even squeal as his expert fingers aroused a clit or some other vaginal nerves.
He didn’t stay long
with any of them and then moved to the males.
Here his inspections
were as detailed as with the females, although this time the male’s superb physique was the subject of his investigations. Only the best was ever good enough for this
multi-billionaire, second only to the Duke of Westminster in total wealth in
England.
These inspections
were always scheduled for the first Saturday in every month at eight-sharp in
the morning. This time he was alone but
his wife, Verity, usually accompanied him, as did his son, Andrew, if he was
home. This time Verity and Andrew were
in London so the earl was alone.
Very satisfied with
his inspection, he again complimented his slave-master on their condition,
watched him allocate them to their duties and then returned to his study to
look into the papers his staff had prepared for him.
Although he owned
outright many enormous enterprises as well as great estates in the metropolis
and around the countryside, he, like his father and grandfather before him,
scorned a huge headquarters building, preferring to run his affairs from home.
The house really is huge
as well as beautiful and is surrounded by among the best gardens in the
kingdom. His study is situated in the
west wing of the house where his assistants and other staff keep him up to date
with the current status of his many businesses which include an air and
shipping line, two top-class international hotel chains, a large merchant and a
trading bank, a string of retail stores and manufacturing enterprises, to name
but a few. His landed estates are of
special interest to him as many of his fellow aristocrats have lost much of
theirs because of mismanagement and crippling taxes imposed by unthinking
governments. He and his forebears had
carefully nurtured theirs, however and have added to them whenever possible.
The end result has been a carefully monitored corporate empire
whose several parts all report directly to their owner – for he owns them all
outright and is totally free of debt.
But you may be
wondering that he owns slaves?
Slavery was
reinstituted towards the middle of the Twenty-first Century in response to an
out-of-control crime wave; the perceived uselessness of prisons to correct
wrongdoers and their enormous cost. It
was Russia and China who proposed the change and it took very little to
persuade other governments that institutional criminal slavery was the only
answer.
That began in the
fourth decade of the century by which time feeding the world’s still-growing population
had become impossible. But it was noted that Slave Chow, the universal food
pellets that made feeding large numbers of slaves easy and cheap, could be
produced readily from waste food collected from restaurants and food factories,
reject grain and vegetables and a very little reject meat or substandard soya
bean. It could be transported easily and
stored indefinitely. A handful night and
morning, followed by a litre of plain water is all that is required.
Some bright spark in
the US government then suggested that youngsters who failed their final high
school exams should be converted to slavery.
This would remove them from the normal food chain, for Slave Chow used ingredients that are readily available. And of course it
would make students work harder to pass while at the same time separating the
grain from the chaff, so to speak.
This too was seen as
a world-saver and quickly got the nod in the UN.
The only other way in
which a slave could be made was by a voluntary sale of one’s own body to
relieve a debt or to save a family from ruin and hardship.
Criminal slaves are
delivered from the various courts all over the UK to State Slave Centres set up
in the provincial cities, as are school failures (including dropouts). But if one wanted to get the best price for
one’s own body, he would go along to one of the private slave dealers and ask
for a valuation. He might try a number
of them before achieving his price.
These private
dealerships derive most of their stock from the SSCs however. There, they are registered, depilated nude
but otherwise not trained or treated in any way and are true raw material.
Serious crime of all
kinds, and religious terrorism was rampant throughout the world. Slavery was perceived as the best answer but
to make it work, it had to be as draconian an institution as had ever existed
anywhere. Slaves were to be kept naked,
used in all and any hellish tasks and that included sex, especially against the
slave’s own predilections.
To force him to dig a
trench in heavy clay in the middle of a downpour is a perfect example of an
appropriate task for a slave. And then
to use him for sex afterwards just adds to the mix of his shame and
humiliation.
This meant of course,
that crime statistics were decimated very early after its institution and while
the demand on real food dropped as soon as Slave Chow replaced it for slaves,
that soon levelled out as criminals thought twice about their actions and
religious terrorists slunk off home and forgot about their wars on free
nations.
That was when the
bright spark in the US government then suggested that youngsters who failed
their high school finals should also be enslaved. This would have a dual-edged result: it would
encourage students to work hard to pass but if not, their share of the
available food would be replaced by Slave Chow thus freeing up more of the real
food.
This suggestion was
quickly taken up by the governments of the world and as young people were
inducted into the slave population, so the remaining free men and women had
more food.
Slaves from the
courts and from high schools were processed by State Slave Centres but they
merely registered the new slave, depilated him nude of all hair below his or
her eyes then sold him at public auction on Saturday mornings.
But the private
dealers then soon emerged and they took the product from the SSCs, honed their
bodies, gave them training in domestic or other arts and also coached them in
sexual skills.
You are appalled? Well, you
shouldn’t be. As already stated it was
recognised that to be effective, slavery had to be draconian. A slave must be perceived as less than an
animal. And his or her use for sex,
particularly in ways that the slave might find repugnant, was seen as ideal and
so a hands-on inspection of even the genitals of a slave was perfectly
acceptable.
Gerald’s father set
up a nationwide string of dealerships very early in the piece, directing his
support staff to investigate every aspect of the institution and including
historical data. He then had his
planners devise the very best premises and hired top people to staff them.
The result was a
level of service and a quality of product that has still not been surpassed in
the United Kingdom. It is no wonder then
that Gerald’s own slaves are of the highest quality.
His current interest
was in developing the slave dealerships to produce tradesmen and women. To this point, his managers, having selected
only the best raw material from the SSCs, had had them trained in domestic
service and allied skills that could be imparted relatively quickly but he felt
that licensed tradesmen particularly (but also other enterprises such as
factories or the like) might benefit from an ‘owned’ tradesman skilled in
plumbing, carpentry or electrical skills, for example.
He read and reread
the reports he had commissioned and was pleased to see they were positive. He then turned to the assessments of each of
his current dealerships and noted in most cases they could be expanded into
mini-technical colleges. A slave could
not of course become a licensed tradesman but he could do the work under the
supervision of such a person.
He called up the
manager of his slave dealership company and asked him to come to see him. John Forsyth was there within the hour – such
was the respect the earl commanded from his people. Gerald greeted the man affably and asked
after his wife and children and then how he perceived the company’s future.
John was wary. He liked the earl and he
worked hard to carry out his orders and to run the company well, but a
summons to Heronswood was rare. Normally
he visited his companies and carried out his inspections on site.
“I believe, Gerald,
that we are running smoothly and that we retain our position at the top of the
tree, so to speak…?”
The earl smiled. “Yes, I know.
The figures speak for themselves, but a business that remains static
will soon wither and die. If you were
looking for ways to improve our operation, where would you go?”
“Well, at the moment,
we are limited by space and time to develop more skills in our slaves. If you were willing to enlarge some or all of
our dealerships, we could train our slaves in more categories but more
importantly, I think, to make them the very best at what they do…”
“And if we were to do
that, which categories would you favour?”
“Oh, I think the
trades would be the logical direction, especially carpentry and plumbing but
maybe electrical skills as well – but I’m not sure how the licensing
authorities might view such a move…?”
“What if they were
sold as skilled tradesmen but could not be licensed – work under a licensed
tradesman, say?”
“Ah, that would be
the answer.” And now he became quite
excited. “Are you actually considering
setting up trade schools in our dealerships, Gerald?”
“That’s exactly what
I am thinking, John. Now, if we were to
proceed along that path, how would you go about it?”
“As you know, my
skills are in management. I am not a
tradesman, but I would suggest we start with the London dealership – it has the
capacity to expand and hire three trade teachers qualified in the three trades
and appoint each (once we have decided he has the management capacity to run a
small department) to create and build the school and then train selected slaves
– and here I would suggest we use both sexes.
Because they are slaves, we could accelerate their training modules to
halve or more their training time and then market them as trained
trade-slaves.”
“And a time-frame for
this…?”
The earl was well
aware he was asking a lot of his manager.
After all, he had only minutes before, sprung this idea on him but he
was already pleased at how quickly the man had grasped his idea and was now
building it on the hop.
“If I was to pull out
all stops, I think I could have plans on your desk within a month…”
“Good. Go to it, John.”