The delivery bay

{if Prep_Shocked=true}The guards drag you in to the delivery bay, you briefly see a bunch of processed slaves ready to go before you're tossed to the floor.

"GET THE FUCK UP OFF THE FLOOR, GET INTO INSPECTION POSITION! NOW!" The guards scream at you.

You start to get to your feet before you're brought to your knees once again by a familar jolt through your body.

"I DIDN'T HEAR YOU BOY!" The guards shout.

"Yes sir" you say as you get to your feet, getting into the inspection postion, hands behind your back, feet a shoulders width apart as before. You try to hide your defiance from the guards as they stand to one side. It is only then that you are aware you have everyones attention, handler and slaves alike. {if Chastity=true}You are suddenly reminded of the chastity cage on your dick and you know that both the men and women alike are silently considering how lucky they are. Scanning your eyes around you see a few men also wearing cages, the sight of them somehow making you feel worse, as you can appreciate now what others see when they see you.{else} Scanning around as much as you dare, you find some familiar faces.{endif}

You see Joel, a jock if ever you saw one, 18 toned, a light dusting of hair on his chest that he's been allowed to keep. You see that his new owner likes piercings, you shudder as you see the light reflect off the bars in his nipples, you can't help but travel your eyes further south and see a metal ring at the end of his penis. You remember the first day, he caught your eye when he couldn't keep his dick soft, it was a solid 6 inches, but the major selling point was the girth on it. Guaranteed to fill any hand, mouth or ass that goes around it, not to mention the large balls underneath. {if Chastity=true}Thinking about this starts to give you an uncomfortable swelling inside your cage.{else}You start to feel a swelling in your own junk thinking about this, you try to distract yourself.{endif} You think back to your first conversation, where you found out what happened to bring him here. Turns out he sold himself into slavery willingly, he got his girlfriend pregnant, unfortunately for him, he didn't realise she'd been offered as collateral in a loan that her parents took out... and were unable to pay back. She was due to be taken away, along with his unborn baby, but he valiently offered himself in his place so that his child could remain free.

You are brought back to now by the handlers, chatter from the slaves ceased.

"This is it folks, you are now going into your new lives, from here on out remember that you are in this world to serve and we don't care whether you like it or not. People have paid a lot of money on you, don't waste their investment, or you may be back here being resold, and I assure you, this week will look like a piece of cake in comparison." You swear his eyes lingered on you as he said this. "Good luck out there".{else}You walk into the delivery bay, apprehesive at first, though as you step through you realise that the handlers are allowing you all a brief bit of respite from the world of rules that you are going to be met with. You see heads turn to look at you as you walk in{if Erect=true}, it's only then that you realise that you are still hard from earlier.{if Horniness>=60} To make matters worse, you are that horny that you have a strand of precum dripping from your dick.{if Submissiveness>=75} You don't even care you realise, you know this is where you're supposed to be.{endif}{endif}{else}.{endif}{if Chastity=true} You suddenly remember that you are in chastity, a brief moment of embarrassment washes over you.{endif}

You put your nervousness aside and try to find Helen, it took you a minute to spot her, you find her talking to Joel. A jock if ever you saw one, Joel is 18 and toned with a light dusting of hair on his chest that he's been allowed to keep. You see that his new owner likes piercings, you shudder as you see the light reflect off the bars in his nipples, you can't help but travel your eyes further south and see a metal ring at the end of his penis. You remember the first day, he caught your eye when he couldn't keep his dick soft, it was a solid 6 inches, but the major selling point was the girth on it. Guaranteed to fill any hand, mouth or ass that goes around it, not to mention the large balls underneath. {if Chastity=true}Thinking about this starts to give you an uncomfortable swelling inside your cage.{else}You start to feel a swelling in your own junk thinking about this, you try to distract yourself.{endif} You think back to your first conversation, where you found out what happened to bring him here. Turns out he sold himself into slavery willingly, he got his girlfriend pregnant, unfortunately for him, he didn't realise she'd been offered as collateral in a loan that her parents took out... and were unable to pay back. She was due to be taken away, along with his unborn baby, but he valiently offered himself in his place so that his child could remain free.

Helen also looked different, her hair had been died a seductive red colour, and you are sure that she has had some filler placed into her lips. As you walk over, you catch her giving you a look up and down. You don't even blush anymore, she's seen you naked {if Erect=true}and hard {endif}for days now.

{if Prep_Changes=true}"John! I almost didn't recognise you!" You mournfully smile.

"Yeah, that was certainly an experience wasn't it..."{else}"John! You jammy sod, you look exactly the same!" You nod shyly.

"Yeah, I can't believe I got away with that..."{endif} You trail off, the handler has just reached the podium and the room falls into expectant silence.

"This is it folks, you are now going into your new lives, from here on out remember that you are in this world to serve and we don't care whether you like it or not. People have paid a lot of money on you, don't waste their investment, or you may be back here being resold, and I assure you, this week will look like a piece of cake in comparison. Good luck out there".

Movement begins and you get a brief moment to speak to Helen, a nervous, reassuring smile, and a quick "good luck".{endif}

You are ushered into a truck, which contains small little cubicles along both sides of a central corridor. Your wrists are fastened to a bar in front of you, your ankles fastened directly to the floor. No-one utters a word as the lorry door slams shut, putting you all into total darkness.