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They would then be stripped naked and taken to their stalls, where we would intentionally treat them as animals as to force them to let go of their individuality. We termed Johnny as our medical director. He would give them a baseline medical exam, and then inject them with our cocktail. If there were any actual medical concerns, we would ask our physician followers to provide an opinion. We identified any problem girls at the initial screen, at which point the Dudley’s would take them to the punishment barn. After which, Trimmed Pussy they would be caged in a small kennel in isolation. After this, it would be rare for the girl to continue to be a problem. Kayleigh would lead the live-stock through their morning exercise routine in the fields early each morning. The girls that were then fully trained would help with upkeep in the barns and farm, as well as help make slut chow, and take care of various other odd jobs. The girls that were fresher in their training, would remain locked up in their stalls. I liked spending time with the fresh girls. I would break them in sexually, and think of progressively sexually deprave acts to desensitize them. brown eyes Often these acts would include public humiliation outside of the farm, which the mayor would help facilitate. Sometime in the afternoon we would arrange for a live video lecture to the slaves from a trained psychiatrist who was one of our avid followers. He had a special interest in hypnosis. We would medicate the slaves prior to his sessions, and he would put them in a hypnotic trance. During which, he would reinforce our teachings that their only purpose in life was to please men. I noticed this seemed to accelerate the training process. With this addition, most girls close up were fully ready to commit themselves to a life of slavery in just a week! As the girls progressed through their training, my mom would put them through a bit of ‘finishing school’ to polish their sexual skills. She would bring them to me and teach them the finer points of sexually pleasing a man. The handful of slaves that performed the best during the day would be rewarded with slut candy before being fucked at night. Their moans would be played throughout the barn so the rest of the slaves could hear them. This served to motivate the live-stock and create a competitive environment for each girl to become the best slut spanking possible. Whenever a slave rarely acted out, the screams of her being whipped in the punishment room would also play throughout the barn. This acted as strong reinforcement to the rest of the slaves. This whole training process ended up being quite expensive. We put a lot of money into it up front and blew through a lot of the money we got from our dad. After reading that lot you’ll probably realise why I didn’t have any brown eyes boyfriends at school. I started dreaming of the good times I’d had in Magaluf. Both of them had came and seemed exhausted, panting and breathing heavily. I kiss all down her neck and even lifted up her bar kiss both of her breast this when she spreads her thighs and demanded me to get between them. I got scared and went to bed. The doors to the throne room opened at that moment. Unless, of course, I'm psychic, in which case this a work of non-fiction. She kept Trimmed Pussy his cock in her mouth and continued sucking until he spanking was empty. He pushed all the way to the back of her throat and further. All I could muster was 'rape me daddy, rape me.' The orgasm that erupted from my clit burst naked out of me, I was rubbing furiously, trying to eke out every second of pleasure. 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