Chapter 3 A Slave's Work is Never Done
Emerging from their conditioning session, Linda and her two companions were greeted by Ann, the lead worker
slave. Ann was richly tattooed. Tattooed much more than any of the other worker slaves, Ann's tattooing marked
both her length of service and position in the ranch's social order. There was almost no spot on her body, from her
toes up to her forehead, that was not marked. Definitely the illustrated woman. Of course her nipples, labia, and
clitoris bore the same set of rings as did all the other worker slaves.
"Well ready for the first day of the rest of your lives?", Ann greeted them with just a hint of sarcasm. Ann
escorted the three new worker slaves to the bacheloret living quarters. Again addressing the new worker slaves,
"Here you will reside until joining the harem of one of the male overseers. Hopefully your stay here will be short.
The production of the next generation of female workers and male overseers is in your hands."
Linda now recognized Ann. She was the male overseer's female companion during the new captives initial
inspection. Although Linda secretly desired to speak up, Linda's conditioning kicked in when in the presence of
authority. Linda and her two companions just stood there with their heads slightly bowed. Only when addressed
would Linda speak.
Leaving their new home, Ann gave the three new worker slaves a guided tour of the ranch.
Their first stop was the worker nursery. Adjoining the worker/overseer bunk houses, the worker nursery was
essentially a day and sometimes night care facility. Children, both females who were naked, and males wearing
the common brief loincloths, of all ages from month old infants to adolescent teenagers were present. At quite
early ages the males were taught dominance over their female siblings. From this stock would come forth the next
generation of slaves and masters.
"Expectant mothers are frequently assigned duties here", Ann pointed out to the new workers. Indeed, most of the
workers in attendance were quite pregnant. Naked, their enlarged belies gave away their condition. None of the
pregnant workers seemed to mind. They all went about their duties oblivious of each others nudity. "Each of you
will most likely be temporarily assigned to the nursery from time to time." Linda's only response was a barely
noticeable grimace.
The small group then headed out across the island to the fields. "An extreme variety of vegetables and fruits are
in production. Most of which is consumed locally.", Ann told the new slaves. Due to the ranch's tropical location,
there was no discernible demarcation of the growing seasons. It happened to be planting time. Naked female
worker slaves labored to manually place seed into the ground. Following immediately behind those planting seed,
other female workers spread fertilizer. Linda didn't take any notice of the fertilizer. It consisted of white granules
about the size of roughly ground sand. Sweat dripped from their bodies. Women bearing water bags labored
incessantly to bring water to those doing the planting. Overlooking this activity were a number of male overseers.
They walked around urging on the female workers with cattle prods. Any slackness resulted in the painful
application of the end of a cattle prod to the naked buttocks of an unlucky female worker. Linda noticed that most
of the workers were quick and efficient in the execution of their duties.
Continuing their walk, Ann pointed to an overseer busily fornicating with one of his female charges. The woman
was busily accepting the male's member from behind while on her hands and knees. To and fro they rocked, not
noticing the world around them. "Ah the joys of out door living", remarked Ann.
Leaving the open fields, they then approached the stockade where the formerly human cattle were kept. Within
the pen, several hundred cows meandered about. Linda observed that the cows all were female ranging in age
from young children to no more than thirty. They were all quite naked. Like the worker slaves, with exception of
their neatly bound head hair, they were also completely hairless. Universally, the adults had enormous breasts.
For increased milk production the new workers were told. All were on all fours.
Addressing her charges, Ann lectured, "Now you see the primary reason for the ranch's existence. The products of
these once human cows, both their milk and meat, result in greater than ninety percent of the ranch's income."
Linda's eyes opened wide when she heard the word meat. She was in the presence of cannibals! Linda had a hard
time accepting what she heard Ann say. Ann continued, "Later on you will all participate in our annual festival.
Many wealthy customers will pay great amounts to partake in our orgies. You worker slaves will serve them both
sexually and with the byproducts of some of the cows that you see here. We have many connoisseurs of human
female flesh who visit us each year."
Many female workers attended to the herd of cows. And as usual, a few male overseers stood guard with cattle
prods ready. The cows required almost constant attention. As the new workers watched, several naked workers
herded together a small group of cows for bathing. Armed with sharpened sticks, a quick poke to the buttocks
coupled with loud shouts, got the sub-herd together in the bathing area. The cows had to be kept clean for
otherwise parasites would degrade the flesh. Moving through a line, more workers rinsed the cows with a steady
stream of cold soapy water. A final rinse completed the bath.
Simultaneously, another sub-herd was being directed to milking stations. The milking stations consisted of a line
of pumps, each pump fitted with a pair of suction cups. Located at a pump on hands and knees, a cow would have
the suction cups strapped to her tits. With the cup firmly attached to the nipple, milking took about a half hour.
Proceeding between the pens, Ann's group came across a much smaller pen containing several also formerly
human male bulls. Linda starred at their huge sexual organs. "These few males have been lobotomized. Their
only function now is to procreate with the cows. Observe their enlarged penises and testicles. By the
administration of male hormones and other drugs they are each capable of impregnating up to a dozen cows in a
single day." Directly speaking to Linda, Ann added, "Oh by the way, make sure that you don't get caught in there
with them all by yourself. That happened once. The poor girl almost didn't survive. Maybe it would have been
better if she hadn't. Nine months later she had quintuplets. All cows. We usually don't roast worker slaves, but
with her we made an exception. She was the center piece of the next festival." Linda made a mental note to stay
clear of the bull enclosure.