Davidson woke up. He has his bags packed last night by his servants. He got ready and ate the breakfast his cook has made. He is heading to the airport, to catch a plane to Zumbia, an African country. Zumbia saw a decade long civil war. Now a puppet ruler controlled by America is running the country; more precisely, the American corporate.

Davidson is going to Zumbia to live five whole days as he was ‘supposed to be’. Not just Davison, there are 15 other people going there for the same thing. It all started when the company named ‘One Life’ introduced their new business idea. It is a train journey of 1700 miles spanning total of 5 days in a royal train. The train would have everything; large kitchen which makes elaborate and expensive food, comfortable seats and beds, a dining coach and most importantly, SLAVES. That’s what making this journey a special one. Those 16 people are gonna board the train to live 5 days of their lives as true masters.

The masters and slaves were chosen carefully. The general public has no idea about such an event. The opportunity circled among rich people’s e mail and some BDSM clubs. Both slaves and masters had to go through a screening process, as in they have to pass a psychological test and a written examination. In the case of masters it was designed to know if the people were really masters and not just sadists who want to hurt people. Only people who genuinely believed that there should be a hierarchy among humans and in it they are superior humans were selected as masters and mistress. They had to believe in all their cells that they are born to rule, to lead, to give orders. That was the only selection criteria. Their gender, race, ethnicity or nationality didn’t matter. Even if they don’t speak English that doesn’t matter since the company will provide a translator.

The selection tests for the slaves are designed to see how much the urge to serve is running through one’s blood. Like the selection of masters, the slaves too should believe that there is a hierarchy among humans. The difference is that to become a slave you have to believe that you are the most inferior one in the hierarchy and your only purpose in life is to serve other people, make other peoples life easier by sacrificing your time, energy, and relationships. In the test the slaves have to prove that they are naturally slaves and their urge to serve won’t go away after an orgasm. The company needs real slaves not just sexual slaves.

The organising company didn’t want to flood their application system with perverts from both categories. Obviously the masters and mistress has to pay their way into the train; 2 million USD. The slaves will be compensated with 500000 USD after the trip for all the mental and physical hardships they had to endure. Because of the compensation, the company received a higher number of applicants as slaves but after the vetting, the company selected a total of 37 people as slaves for the train journey.

The slaves had to undergo training for a week provided by the company. The journey starts the very next day after the training.

Davidson and others arrived at the private train station where their journey starts. They all boarded the train. The slaves were already loaded inside and locked away in slaves coach. The train started to move forward and the journey began. The company guide on the train took them to the dining area which extended to two coaches. Then he gave a speech to his precious customers aka masters and mistresses.

“Ladies and gentlemen or I may say, masters and mistresses of the new world. You are here because despite whatever the society and laws states, there is hierarchy among us humans. It is in our blood whether we were born to lead or follow. That’s why peasants became kings in the old world and poor people make it to CEOs and successful business men in the modern world. Because these people know that they are born to rule, to own. There are also rich people who lose everything and becomes a nobody, and that’s because they don’t know how to lead, they are actually born to obey, to serve, to be useful to other people.

You people know that you can’t have a peaceful life without being served. All of you might have secretaries, assistants and servants at home to do your bidding. But there is a limit to the things you can make them do. Because they are not really slaves, they just pretend to be submissive to survive. But here, in ‘One Life’, we present you an opportunity to interact with real slaves. People who truly believe that they are born to serve and obey their masters and mistresses. They can’t be peaceful until they serve someone. You have to understand that these slaves go through a difficult life than you are because you can act out your dominant sides in your normal life but many of the slaves you gonna encounter are people who in higher positions. They can’t be just submissive. Of course they could go to some dominant and dominatrix but also that’s not real slavery and these dominants usually do it for money. For these people, they want the experience of true slavery; they are not in it for the money. That’s said, I am simply reminding you something that is already said in our brochure, you can’t do any permanent physical damage to the slaves.”

“What about permanent mental damage?” A guy from the audience asked with a smirk.

“You have a free reign for that sir” The guide replied, and then continued; “So, here I present you real slaves who were handpicked by ‘One Life’ specially for you.” The guide raised his right hand and the door to the coach was opened and slaves carrying trays of refreshments entered the coach.

The slaves were naked and barefoot. There were men and women. They walked towards the tables with submissive little steps. They had their head down and not looking the masters and mistresses in the eyes. On one of the table there was a young man in his 30’s with a smug smile on his face. He looked at the slave woman attending his table. She was lowering her tray and were about to place the glasses on the table. The young man whistled and said; “Hello there.” The slave woman lifted her head and froze.

(TWO MONTHS BEFORE THE JOURNEY)

The same young man is sitting in his office. His name is Charlie. He just got off the phone. It was a call from one of his old cyber security friend. They were colleagues once. Charlie is in a state of ecstasy and confusion after the call. On the call, the old buddy said he found that a company named ‘One Life’ is giving a real life experience of master and slave to people who pay and the cat got curious, so he checked their website and he found some security loophole and managed to hack into their database. And there he found the list of slaves who have applied and saw a name; Elena. That was the call about. Elena works on a rival company of Charlie. They are equal in position in their own company. But Elena is always one step ahead of the game. She has successfully done multiple mergers. She has even lured some big clients from Charlie’s company.

Charlie checked the website and realised that the recruitment is still ongoing. So he applied as a master. He knew the list of master and slaves were not finalised so there is a chance Elena might not be selected as a slave or he doesn’t get selected as a master. When he was selected as a master, before paying his 2 million fees, he called his old hacker buddy and asked him to check the list again to see if Elena was selected as a slave. But unfortunately for him, the website increased their security and he can’t access it now. So Charlie is flying blind. He decided to pay the 2 million USD since he might get a slave for sure even though if it’s not Elena.

He didn’t know if Elena was one of the slaves in the trains. He had his doubts when, through some friends in Elena’s company he found out that she is gone for some business trip. He remembered reading the catalogue for slave applicants which said they would have to undergo one week training. So, he hoped Elena went to the training. His prayers were answered when he saw Elena being naked like the day she was born and carrying a tray while walking slowly towards him. Everything became slow around him when he saw her. There she is, the person who made him feel little, who made him hear the scolding of his boss is walking naked towards him. He looked at her. He looked at her white boobs. He has never seen such a perfect pair of boobs before. It was big enough, round enough and the nipples pointed at him. She is not shameful to be naked among clothed people. Her hips are perfect, the curves, men would kill for her body. He looked at her pubes and there was no hair, just like every male and female slave on the train. He stared at her pussy. It was perfect. He has never looked at her for the woman she is, he only saw a rival in her, but now, he saw her, in her birthday suit, no modesty, nothing to cover that sweet white body. Her hair was tied into a bun. She was perfect. He wanted to own her, and destroy that sweet body of hers.

Elena reached to Charlie’s table. She is not looking at him as she was trained. She put her tray down and picked one glass, that’s when she heard the man on the table saying; “Hello there.” She looked at him, she froze.

(ONE WEEK BEFORE THE JOURNEY – FIRST DAY OF SLAVE TRAINING)

Elena arrived at an airport in Zumbia. She waited at the lounge for 6 hours. Finally after the passengers departure from a flight from Italy, she received the call to get out of the airport and get in the white bus with a said registration plate. She saw several people walking towards the van. There were 37 other people who entered the bus with her. She saw five of them in her own plane. They were all in the lounge with her. She has even talked with one of those women and she said she was waiting for her friend to pick her up and Elena said she is waiting for her sister’s husband to pick her up. No one would admit that they are going for a slave training anyway. But when they waited in the line to board the bus, they looked at each other and smiled. A smile of getting caught and shyness. She saw many of those people waiting in the lounge. The plane from Italy has a slave woman in it. They were waiting for her. The training has already started in the lounge itself. The slaves had to let go of the time. Something they all very much valued in their real life. Not all slaves were well off like Elena. Some of them were there for the sake of the money, but they were true slaves, they believed they were inferior to other people.

The bus has run for 2 hours and now they are in a village. It is largely secluded. The bus entered a private property with 6 meter high walls. Inside the compound was a large house. The slaves carried small luggage since a slave can’t own anything or bring anything to the train. They all stepped out of the bus and walked towards the building guided by a company representative. They entered inside and greeted by Mark, their trainer. There were 28 female and 9 male slaves. They were immediately asked to take of all their clothing and put it in their bags. The room were large but with 37 people inside, it was packed close. The slaves began to take their clothes off. It wasn’t embarrassing since they felt like slaves and everyone was taking their clothes off.

Elena was happy to know that she knew none of the slaves personally. She just hoped it was same with the masters and mistresses. During the training, Elena asked her trainer that would she be allowed to wear a face mask since she doesn’t want anyone who knows her to find out that she is a slave.

“You are a slave, you don’t have the right to cover your pussy and you think you can cover your stupid face.” This was the reply her trainer gave her. Looking at Charlie with a glass of orange juice for him in her hands, her mind went back to the training.

Looking at Charlie, she was frightened. She was glad that the phones of masters and slaves were confiscated before entering the train and everyone is vetted for electronic devices. She managed to produce a smile at Charlie. He smiled back and said;

“What are you smiling at, you dumb pussy.”

Elena might be a slave but she is still human, her heart sank. She realised her slave days would be harder than she thought.

On one of the other tables, two mistresses were sitting. They knew each other. They were friends and they were in their early 30’s. One of the slaves came to them naked and put down the tray and picked up the orange juice from the tray. Lucy, one of those mistresses looked at the slave, when she saw who it was, her stomach came to her mouth, her heart stopped for a second, her soul left her eyes, her throat became dry and her hands trembled. The naked slave in front of her is her sweet little brother Jamie. He is serving their refreshments without even a single shred of cloth on his body; he has his dick just hanging there for anyone and everyone to see.

Jamie was placing the drinks on the table when his eyes met Lucy; his big sister. He froze. Lucy’s friend, the other mistress; Katelyn, also noticed the panic between Lucy and Jamie but she couldn’t understand it. She held Lucy’s hand and asked if she is okay. Lucy didn’t move, she kept looking at her little brother. She isn’t disgusted by him; she just thought that she failed as a big sister. She remembers when Jamie was in middle school and a bully gave him a wedgie in front of the girls. Lucy was in high school then, she confronted the bully and gave him a cold hearted threat, and the kid peed his pants. But now, he is standing naked in front of everyone and she can’t protect him. She knew she failed as a big sister. When the slaves walked in naked, Lucy was so happy to see them like that but now she hopes they at least had an under wear.

Jamie placed the glass on the table and returned to a line up of all slaves. Katelyn realised that she has seen that slave boy somewhere before. She reloaded her memory and realised that she saw him at a wedding in Lucy’s hometown when she went as Lucy’s plus one. And she clearly remembers Lucy introducing him as her younger brother. But she didn’t tell Lucy that she knows who the slave boy is. She wanted to do some mind games with Lucy.

On Charlie’s table, after Elena placed the glasses on the floor, Charlie said;

“Turn around you dumb bitch, let me see that stupid ass of yours.”

Elena slowly turned around. It was already embarrassing. She knew she would humbled and humiliated in the train but she didn’t expect it to be from the man she kept winning over in the real life. He gave a nice smack to her round ass. He dismissed her with a smile and she joined the line up of the slaves.

The slaves lined up and the guide announced;

“There are a total of 37 slaves and each master and mistress could buy one slave from the company and they could own the slave till the end of the journey. No one can buy more than one slave from the company since that would result in someone buying them all and there would be some master or mistress left without any slave. So there would only be 16 auctions and the rest of the slaves will be available for public use. You can’t bring a public slave to your cabin at night and public slaves will serve everyone. But you can auction off your own slave to another master or mistress and that is the only way for masters and mistresses to own more than one slave. You may choose to cloth the slave you buy to show your possession. I repeat, you can’t do any permanent body damage on the slaves. And the auction starts now.”

Each slave were called out and asked to step forward. Being a slave means you own nothing. That includes your time, shame, pride and privacy. So the slaves were called out in their real names. For every slave the starting bid was 10000 USD. Some were auctioned off for up to 200000 USD and some were as low as 13000 USD.

The auctioneer called the name Elena. Slave Elena stepped forward. The masters’ crowd whistled. Elena has a perfect body. Some mistresses are jealous of a slave having a better body than them and they wish they could destroy it but the rules don’t allow them to. The auctioneer asked Elena to turn around and show her perfect tushie for everyone. The bid started at 10000 USD as usual. She hoped Charlie wouldn’t buy her. She prayed from her soul that Charlie wouldn’t win her. Ironically Charlie also prayed from his heart that he could buy her. To get back at her for all the humiliation she caused him in his work and all the salary hike he lost because of her and all the scolding and humiliation he endured from his boss in front of his colleagues because she fucked him up. He prayed so sincerely. Let’s see if God would answer the prayer of a slave or a master.

The bid on Elena kept rising. Charlie isn’t bidding at all. Elena seems to be at peace because of that. The bid reached sixty thousand dollars and no one raised after that. That’s when Charlie raised and said ninety thousand dollars. Till now, the bid was going up in a difference of couple thousand dollars. But now, a new player has entered and he raised it by 40000 dollars. Elena knew that was it, the previous bidders who raised by couple thousand dollars won’t raise anymore. And of course Charlie knew it as well.

Looks like God answered the prayer of a master. When praying, Charlie promised that he would donate 20000 thousand dollars to his local church. So maybe God didn’t sided with a master over a slave, God just chose the side of money.

The bid was over and Charlie bought Elena for 90000 USD. He will be her owner and she will be his property for the next five days. He can’t do any permanent body damage, but he can do a lot worse.

Couple of slaves were auctioned off after that and then the auctioneer called the name Jamie. Lucy’s heart sank. There he is, her little brother, naked, nothing to cover his shame and dignity. In a few minutes he will be auctioned off to someone as a slave. The bidding started and the first one to raise was Katelyn herself. Lucy knew Katelyn very well. If she buys him, she would show him hell. Lucy can’t let her little brother go through that. But she doesn’t know about any other masters or mistresses. They could be more cruel than Katelyn. So she decided to buy Jamie herself. She wanted to be the big sister. Lucy raised over Katelyn. Katelyn clearly understood that Lucy is trying to protect her brother, but Katelyn wasn’t one who would back down. Pretty soon the price went higher. Katelyn offered Lucy that, let her buy the slave and she would share him with Lucy. But Lucy can’t agree to that, Katelyn knows that as well.

The bidding went up and up, that’s when Lucy looked at Jamie in the face. He wasn’t happy, he looked disappointed. He looked back at Lucy and tilted his head no, meaning she has to stop bidding on him. Lucy froze again. Lucy began to process things, maybe he wants it, and he knows I won’t use him as a slave. He wants to have a real slave experience. It is not fair to take away what he likes from him just because she doesn’t like it. She thanked God that she could be near him all the time he is a slave so that if anything goes wrong, he could be there for her little brother.

Lucy stopped bidding. Katelyn won Jamie. For the next five days Lucy’s sweet younger brother is Lucy’s friend’s property. The bidding is over and each slave that has been bought is walked towards the registration area which is another wagon. Every slave owner has to collect their slaves from there.

Lucy just sat at her table with her heads down. She didn’t buy any slave and she didn’t want to. She just sat there with her head down. Katelyn stood up and walked towards the registration wagon so as Charlie and every other slave owners.

At the registration table a company representative writes the name of the slave and its new owner and there is an additional column to fill up the new name of the slave if its master or mistress chooses to give it one. And the slave will be addressed with the new name for the next 5 days. A slave doesn’t own anything, not even its own name. Every slave owner chose a new name for their slave and it was all humane names; Nancy became Lily, Joseph became Jordan, Natalie became Sally. The owners just wanted to assert their dominance. But Charlie wasn’t one of them, he didn’t want to just assert his dominance, he wanted to humiliate Elena, make her feel low and little. So he chose her name as ‘leaky bum’. When her new name was written on the register, Charlie saw Elena tearing up. He was so happy to see that. He collected his slave and walked to his cabin.