Tradeable Goods

[Collared_Slave]

Chapter 1: you can buy anything, if you have the money.

He laid on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. His hand went to the collar around his neck, it had been strange and alien to him at first, but after six months he had come to love it as part of himself.
The six months had been difficult, with intense training, a range of light to severe punishment and lots of degradation and humiliation. His humiliation has started with his identity being changed to a number: 187549. He had thought of trying to escape many times, but had never plucked up the courage to try it. It would not matter if he escaped, he would most likely be caught, returned here and punished.
A voice came over the tannoy. "All slaves at attention! Potential buyers approaching."
He got off the bed and stood in the middle of the room as he had been trained to do. A door in the corridor outside opened. Two men and a girl walked in.
"And what sort of slave are you looking for Sir Ovakian?" said one of the men to the other.
"As it is a present for my daughter Laura, you should ask her, I am only here to pay the money." said Sir Ovakian.
The man turned to the girl, Laura, "What sort of slave are you looking for Miss Ovakian?"
She thought for a moment then decisively said "I would like a male, about my age, so roughly sixteen to seventeen and white with brown hair."
The man input these details into a hand-held device he was carrying. "We have at least twenty that match your description. The first one is here Miss Ovakian. Number 146872." he said gesturing towards a cell.
Laura looked in through the window in the door and shook her head. "Next."
The man checked the device and gestured to another cell. "187594."
Laura looked in and saw the slave she was after. "This one looks good, what are his stats?"
The man checked his device and read out. "Slave 187594. Six foot in height, six to seven inch penis, medium pain tolerance, very obedient but some minor persuasion occasionally needed."
"I'll take him."
"Very good, Miss. What wrapping would you like him in?"
"Just give me the standard wrapping."
"How much is he?" asked Sir Ovakian, taking out his wallet.
"Very reasonable actually, 3000 credits." The man said, preparing the transaction.
Sir Ovakian handed over his Credit Card.
Meanwhile Laura has been watching her slave. A black pair of briefs and tight jeans had arrived through the delivery system. She had watched while her slave stripped naked and put on the clothes.
A voice behind her brought her back to what was going on.
"Here is the leash Miss." he said, opening the cell's door.
Laura took the leash and walked into the cell.
"Slave, you are now called Cas, understand?"
Cas, knelt with his head bowed. "Yes Mistress."
"Good." she said, attaching the leash to his collar.
"Ready?" asked Laura's father.
"Yes." came Laura's response as she led Cas out of the cell.
"A pleasure doing business with you sir." said the man as he showed them out.