Chapter 1

 

My name is Maynard Crawford and I hold a bachelor degree from Melbourne University as a slave trainer. I specialise in females of the species as I have found that mixing the two genders is fraught with problems.

I spring from what used to be called the landed gentry and that has helped me a great deal in my early years in the profession as I thus enjoyed a ready-made clientele, however my success as a businessman has sprung from my own efforts in delivering the very best service possible to my clients.

This involves taking a raw slave from the SSC (State Slave Centre), newly convicted from the courts or perhaps from a family who has fallen on hard times, and turning her into a perfect physical specimen, competent in everything that goes towards the crème de la crème in domestic help in every aspect of that occupation and very much including sexual competence.

All of this came about from two events that struck the whole world and very nearly brought it to destruction. The first of these was the culmination of a gradual increase in crime of all descriptions and the total inability of the existing penal system to cope with it and even more importantly the realisation that prisons were not only totally ineffective in curbing criminals of their nefarious tendencies, but were in fact places where new crimes were constantly being hatched, ready for the release of its perpetrators.

But even more importantly, was the worst depression ever to hit the world. Far, far worse than the great depression in the nineteen twenties and thirties. Only those who saw it coming and took steps to convert their assets to gold or equivalent survived intact.

I was lucky that I belonged to one such family and when it was all over at the end of the fourth decade of the 21st-century, many citizens sold themselves and/or their children into slavery in order to allow them to survive. This was made legal as it was seen as the only way out of a dreadful situation. Governments were bankrupt and had no means of feeding their populations. Only the wealthy had the wherewithal to support dozens and sometimes hundreds of people without any other means of sustenance, let alone clothing or a roof over their heads.

This dreadful situation lasted for fifteen years and when it was all over and recovery was well on the way, it was recognised that slavery had been the saviour of millions of people all over the world and it would therefore be retained as the basis of the new penal system and for situations where a family could no longer support their children who could therefore be sold once they reached the age of eighteen and up to twenty-one as long as they were still resident in the family home.

This too, was seen as a good thing as it created a new custom that eighteen-year-olds left home and began to make their own way in the world without depending on their parents.

I was born well after this recovery period when the world was already on the way back to normal by which time slavery was well-established. The world leaders in the United Nations had come to the conclusion that slavery must be seen as a dreadful institution if it was to be effective in curbing crime. At that time, no-one differentiated between criminal slaves and those who came from destitute families and so the same conditions applied equally to both classes.

One of those conditions is that slaves are not permitted clothing of any kind. They are stripped naked at the moment of enslavement whether it be by order of a court or by the sale of a family member aged over eighteen and under twenty-one. As hairy individuals were also deemed unattractive, it became customary for the newly-stripped slaves to be depilated nude from the eyes down in what came to be known as hot tanks.

Another aspect of the institution was that slaves were to be worked a minimum of fifteen hours per day, seven days a week. It was considered that giving slaves time off was a recipe for them to plan rebellions. The most famous of these was that led by Spartacus against the Roman Empire that is still remembered over two thousand years later.

Slaves were cheap. For heaven's sake, everything was cheap! A raw slave could be purchased for a few hundred dollars. Later, as the world began to recover the price of slaves increased appropriately and those who had the training as specialist slaves such as I now produced, could be sold for many times the price of a raw, untrained slave and thus as I neared the end of my secondary education at Melbourne Grammar, I decided that a career in slave training would fit me very well.

My parents were absolutely appalled when I first apprised them of this decision but when I pointed out that Peter, my older brother, would be taking over the family firm and would therefore be the principal beneficiary of my father's will, I had to look for something that was within my capabilities and resources and it seemed to me that the training of slaves might become a very lucrative business if handled properly.

When I pointed all this out to them they reluctantly agreed and funded my university course as mentioned above.

That course was most invaluable to me as it covered many aspects of the profession including business and economic considerations and of course the best way to take a formerly free person and convert them to slavery while at the same time training them to be the very best experts in their field, such as had been the case in domestic service in the United Kingdom at least up to the advent of the Second World War, which virtually destroyed the notion of domestic service except for the very wealthiest one percent of the population.

During the course of my studies I slowly developed in my mind how I wanted to set up my slave college, even drawing up detailed plans of its building and grounds, all of which my father followed with great interest and a promise to release the funds to get me started for which of course I was duly grateful.

I envisaged that every facet of domestic service would be covered in my college, even including cookery which is a very specialist vocation and requires a lot more time than most other facets. Accordingly, during my last year at university, I started looking for the sorts of people who, in the future, were going to run the departments that would make up my college. These were, cooking, already mentioned; housekeeping which included all the usual aspects of keeping a household running smoothly, clean and tidy at all times; laundry was another separate area of instruction as the cleaning of the clothes of the wealthy can be a quite specialised activity and in the old houses of the aristocracy, those servants were usually separated from the normal domestic staff.

Gardening and home maintenance used to be areas normally restricted to male servants however in this day and age, many females now engage in them and so I included those aspects as two more separate departments.

And finally, sex. In my researches and indeed in our lectures, it was covered in great detail as it was recognised that many slave owners would wish to use their slaves for their own pleasure and that of their guests of both genders. Society had now come right around to the notion that sexual pleasure should not be restricted to a man and his wife and as long as harmony was maintained in the home, anything went.

In my own father's and mother's case, while they were very much still in love, often used our household slaves to give them variety in their sexual pursuits and so far as I understood things generally around Melbourne, the same thing applied in most households who owned slaves.

As I said earlier, the science of good sexual relations was one of our ongoing subjects throughout the four year course and in that way, I discovered thousands of different little activities that could enhance the relationship between a man and his wife as well as the use of slaves as an adjunct to that relationship and certainly not becoming a wedge between them.

The point is that it was a common practice and continues to be so today. It is never practised clandestinely and is considered perfectly normal. In houses such as ours, it has become customary for a man and wife to again have separate bedrooms to enable each of them to enjoy sex with whomever they wish and at the breakfast table the next morning, it was quite common for a husband to ask his wife how so-and-so was last night.

There was nothing smutty about it. It was just another development in human social evolution.

So this is the background to my desire to open and develop the very best slave training college in Melbourne and perhaps the world. I wanted only the best and I was going to do everything in my power to achieve that aim.

It was during the course of this planning that I decided not to include both genders in my college, being convinced by the experiences and recommendations of my tutors and professors that mixing them required all manner of restrictions and rules and regulations that would or could interfere with its smooth running and efficiency.

And so as I pondered which gender to specialise in, yet another change in our laws, and those right around the country and internationally as well, became necessary. I have already indicated that the advent of criminal slavery cut severely into the crime rate for adults but it didn't make any inroads whatsoever into the juvenile street gangs and a growing lawlessness in our schools.

The answer was seen to be a requirement that every final year student in high school must pass. And if he or she didn't, then that meant automatic relegation as a slave for the rest of their lives.

The results of this new legislation saw an immediate change in the manners and attitudes, not to mention a new dedication by all students to their studies and as a result, street gangs quickly disbanded and children spent a lot more time at home not only studying but also seeking to help out in the various family activities.

I don't think the people who first designed this idea had any notion that it would be so effective but it was. There was a safeguard, however. Not every child is a genius and many lack the mental capacity to pass their Year Twelve examinations and where the school together with a department psychologist so certify, that child is excused from the otherwise mandatory and automatic relegation to slavery.

It is well known that the proportion of female criminals to males is a small fraction although details vary enormously for different crimes, however in the case of failed students who are relegated to slavery the ratio is about equal. Oh, and I should say here that as it is quite illegal to enslave any person under the age of eighteen, all secondary education authorities now limit the sitting for such an examination to those who have reached that age.

In any case, the numbers of young female slaves from eighteen to their early twenties is quite enough to provide me with an adequate supply of slaves to train as female domestic servants, gardeners and home maintenance slaves and that led me to choose them as my raw material.

 

But enough of all this background. I am sure you are more interested in my slaves and how we train them to be the very best.

Of course, as required by law, every slave is naked and has been depilated nude of all hair below his or her eyes. This means that as the whole of their bodies are now exposed, one of our first responsibilities is to convert them into something pleasing to look at. And so their physical development is a very important part of every single day of their time with us. Not that I was about to buy grossly fat or painfully skinny females, but as the human body may be moulded by diet and exercise, it is very possible to turn an average body into a most attractive one.

I intended to start small and gradually build my numbers as my success predicated expansion. I have already indicated that I was a second son and needed to make my own way in the world. What I didn't mention is that my grandfather had set me up with a trust fund which would allow me to pursue my own calling and the trust provided that I would have an adequate income for running expenses but could also call upon the capital to fund a worthwhile business opportunity.

Until I reached the age of twenty-five, my father was the trustee and although he could have dipped into it to fund my university course, he chose to pay for that himself for which I was very grateful. But so far as purchasing land and building my college, he very definitely would advise me and it was he who suggested that I start small with just one or two slaves and then discover how long it would take to train her or them as top-notch domestic servants and then what I could attain from selling them as such.

By now, he was rather interested in this project and as my planning had now shifted towards starting small, I decided that purchasing acreage with a rundown small house on it would enable me to train the slave or slaves in aspects of home maintenance as well as the more usual housekeeping tasks. At this time I would not include cooking as being rather beyond my talents but I am a pretty good handyman and considered if I was able to acquire the right property, it would be a perfect venue to start me off in this venture.

We found the perfect spot up in the Dandenong Ranges that dominate the eastern outskirts of Melbourne. It comprised ten hectares of semi-cleared bush and a rather ancient, smallish, three-bedroom house and was at the end of a rather lonely byroad that was unsealed and ran through virgin forest and it didn't even have access to the state's electrical system, having its own diesel generator together with solar collectors and a small wind generator.

This latter aspect pleased me no end as I'm something of a gadgets freak and spent quite a long time inspecting how this whole system including a room full of the latest thing in battery storage all worked together to provide just about anything a normal household could desire. Of course there was no telephone landline but my iPhone worked well enough to keep communications with the outside world.

The point is, though, that its very isolation made it ideal for me to train the slave or slaves as I acquired them without any outside influences to disturb the learning process. I explained all this to Dad as we prowled around the property and as I pointed out the necessary maintenance and upgrading tasks that would be facing me, he could see my enthusiasm and particularly as the asking price was very small mainly because of the above factors and that it had been on the market for many years, he agreed that it certainly did seem exactly what I was looking for.

Accordingly we informed the agent who had brought us to look it over that we would be proceeding with the sale. He was tickled as I don't think he had much confidence that I would actually wish to buy it but then promised to push the paperwork through as soon as possible and that I could very likely obtained occupancy within just a few weeks.

 

I then went looking for my first slave, or perhaps two at the most.

I started at the SSC and accordingly made my number with its manager, Tom O'Brien, who, despite my young age (I was then aged just twenty-four years), agreed to assist me to find just the right slave from his stock. Each SSC derives its slaves from the courts, as well as from families and volunteers and also, generally at the end of the year, from failed students and dropouts, this latter class being also automatic and providing that any student away from school for two or more days consecutively without excuse also faces automatic relegation to slavery.

This too, has also been a major factor in correcting chronic truancy but there are still those who offend and so it is another source of stock in trade for the local SSC.

He showed me a number of his younger female slaves whom he thought might be suitable and I made a note of them to assist me on the following Saturday morning.

In this way, I acquired Janice a failed student who was nevertheless quite attractive and athletic in build; and, Marjorie who was a dropout. Janice had fine straight blond hair and blue eyes while Marjorie was a true redhead although her skin and complexion was uncharacteristically olive and I thought she might make a reasonable gardener from the CV Tom handed me.

Janice's indicated that her strong points were athletics and the humanities subjects such as history, geography and social studies but these hadn't been enough to give her a passing rate for her Year Twelve assessment. Nevertheless, I believed she might make a quite creditable domestic servant. Marjorie's report, on the other hand, indicated a keen interest in gardening as well as gymnastics and athletics, but of course none of these would have permitted her a pass even if she had not dropped out before sitting her final exams.

I had of course researched how much these two slaves might bring at the auction. You will recall that I mentioned that at the outset of the introduction of slavery during that terrible depression, a slave might bring no more than a hundred dollars or so. That was no longer the case by this time, however and a raw slave might now bring anything from fifty to a hundred thousand dollars, although this latter figure was only for the very best and as it happened, I was able to acquire both of those slaves for a mere hundred and ten thousand dollars.

At that time, I was still living at home with Mother and Dad but would be moving to my new property within a week or so. In the meantime however Mr Hobbs, Dad's butler would put the pair of them to work, Janice assisting the household slaves and Marjorie our gardener.

The pair of them were of course naked and nude, this being mandatory and I had lost no time in running my fingers all over their delightfully athletic bodies as I led them out of the auction room at the SSC and towards my car and I can tell you that I was hard-put to keep my cock under control.

I should perhaps make some mention here of my social life and particularly where sex figured in it. As with most men these days, boys from their puberty days onward are very much interested in the bodies of females and no doubt you would be aware that most conversations between them figured either on their favourite sports and sports heroes or sex.

I have had my share of casual girlfriends and in the latter years experimented with them in sex. But it wasn't until I attended university and underwent the lectures pertaining to the sexual use of slaves that I began to see that I had hardly scratched the surface in my own social life.

Accordingly, with my latter day girlfriends at university, we did begin to experiment in those ways although I certainly can't profess to be in any way, shape or form an expert. Like most young men and women, we fumbled a lot and learned very little until I began to apply what I was learning in my slave training course and of course reaped the very much improved benefits including probably a thousand percent increase in the pleasure I was now able to derive from self-control and the use of my whole body to achieve great pleasure for both of us.

And in this modern era with husbands and wives indulging quite freely with other people and particularly their slaves if they owned any, I now did the same with Janice and Marjorie, selecting one or the other of them to be my bed partner most nights until we finally received the go-ahead to move up to the new house in the back blocks of Olinda.

Both of them already possessed very delectable bodies but I knew I could improve them and would do so from the very first day up there in the mountains. Right now though, I delighted in making them assume the first position of slavery...