Richard Stephenson III on his 18th birthday.

Since the day he was born, Richard Stephenson III has been told his 18th birthday will be the biggest day of his life. It will be the day that he becomes a man by guiding his first woman into a life of slavery. As if it was x-miss, he woke up excitedly at 6:05 am and sprint downstairs, and much to his surprise, his father and grandfather, were already waiting for him in the kitchen.

Richard Stephenson Jr "Good morning son."

Like an excited kid looking for his presents, Richard Stephenson III looks around the empty kitchen. "So where are they"

Richard Stephenson Sr. "Hold your horse. They are out back, just waiting for you to pick one."

Richard Stephenson III "Only one?"

Richard Stephenson Jr. glares at his son, "Yes, only one, you must first demonstrate you can properly train one before you get another one." Before he motions for him to fallow him outback.

Outback in the summer morning sun stood fifteen assorted women; some calmly stood before the Richard Stephenson, while others struggled against their bindings.

The women's age range from a girl that just turns eight today to his grandmother's sister and every stage in between. Almost every race of women stood before him; however, Richard Stephenson Jr still said: "Now, son, if you don't see what you like, just tell us what feature you want, and we will be sure to get that for you before the day is out." But his words were drowned out by one woman screaming, "Let me go, No one has my numbers, and I anti no one ****."

Richard Stephenson Sr quickly walks over a nuzzles the screaming girl. "Oh my dear woman, after today, you will be someone ****, it may not be my grandson, but you will differently be someones." he licks his lips like a hungry predator before walking back towards his son and grandson. "So, grandson, what will it be?"

Richard Stephenson III walks between each of the women eyeing every visible detail of the still dressed women.

He picks a young, less resistant woman.

Richard walks between each woman, making a mental note of everything his senses could sense before remember that his father told him he could only have one until he finished properly training her.

Since he already wants a second one, it removes anyone that was struggling or looked to be challenging to train. So that removes half of them. Although He is also not interested in taking someone else's ****, that eliminates another four women (including the 2 that are above the age of 35). Leaving just three for him to choose from.

Two of the remaining three were his grandfather's second ex-wife's granddaughters, and (at least for his first ****) he wasn't interested in ****, even if they were only half cousins. This leaves Carly Long, a daughter of an Asian couple who are members of his father's social group; as a result, since the day she has been born, she has been raised in the ways to be a ****.

Stand in front of Carly Long and says, "I'll take this one."

His grandfather smiles and claps his hand, signaling the other women to be ushered away before saying, "Good choice. Now ask input her number."

The woman lifts her white chemise/ with her red bra before lifting her left boob with her other hand, exposing her tattooed number. Richard Stephenson III quickly types it into his phone, finishing the process, while in the background, everyone hears, "Please, he didn't choose me, so why can't I go?"

Richy (Richard Stephenson III) hooks the top of her skirt as he asks, "Shaven?"

She quickly and calmly answers." No, but trimmed. I have a triangle-shaped landing strip, but I can be shaven if you want." She doesn't move a muscle as he pulls her yoga pants and thong to the ground, allowing his eyes to confirm what she said is true.

There she stood in the morning sun, in Mr. Stephenson Jr.'s backyard, which her yoga pants around her ankles. Anyone glancing out of their windows could see her ass or pussy, depending on which house they are looking from. She is already so well trained by her parents that it didn't phase her that some random boy could be yanking his rod while looking out his window right at her naked ass right now.

In fact, her calmness about all this kind of took some of the joy out of it. There was no case, no embarrassment, no breaking; it just a willing pussy stand him front on him waiting for his next command.

From behind him, he hears his father call out, "You got about an hour before the guests arrive for your party, so train her up and then get ready."

Richy looks Carly in the eyes and asks, "What have you been schooled in?"

Carly quickly answers, "I have been schooled in pain tolerance and all forms of sex to please my future master, which is you. However, all my virginities remain in tack for your taking whenever you wish to have it."

Richy "Is there anything else I should know about you?"

Carly "Yes, I am in the peak of my heat, so my nipples and clit are extra sensitive. However, I am on the pill, so you need not worry about where you deposit your cum. Although I am fully prepared to go off it whenever you wish to breed me."

It almost seems robotic, and Richy knew right away his next one wouldn't be pre-trained. Yes, you could do whatever you wanted with them right away, but there was no real fun in taking ownership of them. "Yes, remain on that for a while; I have no plan to have mini-mes running around any time soon. Now let go get dressed for my party. I assume you brought clothes."

She quickly answered, "yes, I came prepared for nearly all occasions." as she calmly stepped out of her yoga pants and panties to follow Richy, leaving them on the ground outside.

Carly's parents are the first to show up to the party, and Mrs. Long walked up to him wearing a yellow sundress with visibly no underwear underneath. "Thank you so much for choosing my daughter. It makes us so proud to see her enslaved."

Mr. Long walks up behind his wife and wraps his arms around her, finishing off with his hand over the top of her tit. "I can promise you we have properly trained her to please you."

Carly walks up beside Richy and greets her parents. "Good morning mom, dad."

Mr. Long hugs his daughter while asking her, "Has he taking you yet."

Carly rolls her eyes, in only the way a daughter can do to her father. "No, dad, we have been busy preparing for the party. But I am prepared to let him whenever he wants. Trust me, I remember everything you taught me." Just 13 of the 14 women who Richy didn't pick came walking into the main party room wearing nothing but their birthday suits while holding plates of food. With the one woman who had a gag placed in her mouth noticeably missing.

Richy turns to his father, who is just walking by. "Where is the last one?"

Richard Stephenson Jr says, "She decided to mouth off to us after we took her back inside the house, so your grandfather and I decided she wasn't worth the effort to train. So, as a result, we made an example of her by sending her to the cops for their training. Since then, every other girl has been more than willing to follow our orders," he laughed before continuing on the great the other guests that are just walking in. This leaves Richy nothing to do but to turn his attention back to Carly, who is still talking with her father.

Carly is clearly getting annoyed by her father as she answers. "yes, dad, I know men like it when you do that for them."

Mr. Long: "Honey, I know you know, but this is a critical day not only for you but for us as well. The Stephensons are very prominent people in our group, and your performances as Richy **** reflect our ability to train raise slaves properly." With that being said, Mr. Long walks off to talk to the rest of the guests, while Richy pretends to be distracted by the nude waiters allowing Mrs. Long to approach her daughter.

Carly shies: "Mom, why does dad always have to be right?"

Mrs. Long smiles at her daughter. "Carly, honey, he is your father, my husband, and my master, of course, he will be right." Once again, showing their stupid blind obedience to any man that is in charge of them.

Carly continues, "Yea, but it a lot to put on me. Don't get me wrong, I feel incredibly honored that a Stephenson would choose me to be his first ****. But dad right, If I make one mistake, no one will think he can raise a woman to be a good ****, and then no one will want Adele (her younger sister). I am afraid that if I make a mistake, she will never have the joy of having a man be her master."

Mrs. Long leans down and kisses her daughter's forehead. "Don't worry, my dear. I raise you, and I know your ready to please any man, even if that man is a Stephenson." She winks at her daughter before she notices Mr. Long waving for her to follow. "Well, your father is calling, and I wouldn't be a good **** if I didn't come running at his sightless call, but don't worry, you will do great." she kisses her daughter's forehead again before running towards her husband.