Have I ever posted an article on Won Won? Seems like I have, but that was a long time ago. I’ve read so many slaveman posts this time, so I’m going to chime in and write randomly for laughs.
Preamble.
The mournful sound of sirens cut through the night sky, and a tight clatter of leather boots came from outside the cave inward. The lad on watch had just poked his head in to look out when he was burned to a crisp by a burst of light. But his dying cry woke the sleeping people. “The secret police are coming!” As those words exploded through the crowd, people began to scatter in terror, but their efforts were quickly wiped out by laser guns and wolfhounds. The deadly rays of light kept chasing the helpless people like the scythe of death. Charred bodies fell to the ground, and the miserable cries of the people as they were torn apart by the wolf-dogs kept echoing inside the cave…
The little boy was so stunned by the sight before him that he did not even realize that a wolf-dog was pouncing on him. He was tackled to the ground, and the wolf dog’s mouth was accurately biting towards his tiny neck, he desperately struggled and kicked, trying to drive the horrible bogeyman away, but the dog was so much stronger than him that he could even feel the dog’s fangs already scarfed touching his neck, and he fainted.
At that moment, a big hand suddenly stretched over the side, grabbed the wolf dog and threw it away from the little boy, the one-man-high wolf dog was like a toy in front of this big hand, was thrown out more than two feet away, and fell to the ground without uttering a word and then broke his breath.
The chase and massacre inside the cave was still not over, and there were endless shouts of curses and screams, but no one noticed that the little boy who had just fainted on the ground had disappeared, and even less noticed that a big hand holding the little boy disappeared into the darkness at the corner of the cave. Occasionally, a few beams of light cut through this darkness, like the firelight of hell… Chapter 1
Spring, 2032, light snow.
A strangely shaped jet-speeder glided lightly across the grass to stop in front of the palace’s gates. The doors opened, and out of the car stepped a beautifully dressed, sexy woman, who removed her sunglasses and walked straight to the trunk of the car.
The towering trunk of the car was opened, and inside were three cages with three naked men huddled inside them. The woman knocked on the cages and the three men were awakened. One by one, the woman opened the cages, pulled the leashes around the men’s necks and shooed them out of the car. Then she closed the carriage and walked toward the palace.
The three men crawled like dogs in front of her, and she had a leather whip in her hand at some point, which fell mercilessly on the men who moved a little slower, leaving a bright red whip mark.
She walked into the palace with a female guard at the main entrance and a weapon sensing detection door. She smiled and walked up to the guard and placed her palm on the DNA monitor.
The guard surveyed the man kneeling next to him and said with a smile, “Is he a new slave?”
“Good, they’re all of the finest variety, the Chief chose them himself.”
“Is that so? You can’t tell on the surface, it looks similar to those two dog slaves in my house. I don’t know how long these three can support this time, but don’t be like those two last time, who died in one play, haha.”
The woman smiled as she walked through the weapon detection door and said, “No, no. But to be honest, the Minister is too good at playing, those two were pretty good last time, but I didn’t realize that…”
By this time three men had come through the dog hole next to them, and the female guard was examining them.
“Well, it looks like the qualifications are good, the skin is so nice, it must be nice to use the whip. Very clean looking, the minister likes clean looking slaves, in fact I quite like them too, haha, it makes you want to abuse them just by looking at them. Wow, that thing is so big…”
“That’s with hormones.” The woman chuckled.
“It’s not at all comparable to our two dead dogs, one after the other. I’m so unlucky, if only I could toy with them a little…”
“Well, stop whining, I have to get inside, the minister must be waiting, bye.” The woman waved and led the three slaves inside.
She familiarized herself with the stairs and headed for the second floor. Although it wasn’t the first time she had come here, the luxurious decorations along the way still made her show an expression of envy. But when she reached the doorway of the innermost room, that expression disappeared and was replaced with a look of respect.
She carefully knocked on the door, and after a moment, a woman’s voice came, “Come in.”
(to be continued)