EXTRACT FOR
Indentured Submission
(Emily Sinclaire)

As much as I hated saying it, after ten days stuck in the stables and my tiny stall memorizing positions, hand signals and the lines for a video confessing my desires to be trained as a sex slave I was ready to get back to it if only to break the boredom of seclusion. There were thirty-one other slaves on the farm, more than twice that number of men and I knew the names of only a handful that were willing to give me a moment of attention. Crawling to the two bowls sitting against the wall, I lowered my head and lapped up some of the water ??" a task that took some getting used to but could now do without wetting my entire face or spilling it everywhere. 

The door of the stables opened and I heard the handlers as they were called walking down the line of stalls filling the bowls with ground, blended and bland food tightly packed into pellets that looked, tasted and smelled exactly like dry dog food. My stall door opened but instead of a man I was greeted by Mistress Rylee.

"Today's your big day, bitch. Dr. Grant gave you ten days' reprieve and now you're mine. Eat up because your training begins in half an hour."

"Yes Mistress."

Thumb in palm, she pointed her four fingers down and I immediately got onto my hands and knees. Her fingers spread and I lowered to my elbows, put my chest on the floor and kept my ass raised. Forming a 'C' with index finger and thumb and turning it downward I leaned back and sat with my elbows at my side and hands hanging limp as if a puppy begging.

"Very good, bitch, it seems you've taken my advice and learned the positions and hand signals." I was going to speak but her raised index finger told me to remain silent and listen. Her fingers crossed and then two pointed to the food bowl. Getting on all fours, I crawled to the bowl and ate. It tasted horrible and each bite was accompanied by several drinks of water to wash it down, but I managed to eat it all if only to stave off starvation another day. She pointed two fingers down and I knelt with my legs spread, arms locked behind my back and eyes down. "You surprise me, bitch. I really expected you to put up more of a resistance. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"I was going to resist, Mistress, but then I realized there was no escape but to see my training through. I memorized the positions of every animal and hand signal and the posters hanging on my walls. I've crawled around the farm day in and out listening to every verbal command and know them all by heart. While you and the handlers were training the others, I was training myself by sticking to the shadows and emulating it all."

"Oh? So you fancy yourself a trained petgirl now, huh?"

"No Mistress. Not fully anyways. I just want to get my training underway so I can repay my debt and get out of here and I thought it would expedite things by learning as much as possible. Please Mistress, give me a command. Test me and I'll prove what I've learned."

"Very well, but if you fail then you will be severely disciplined."

"Yes Mistress."