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Subject: {ASSM} Testing Women [WSA2000, con, snuff, M/f,BDSM]
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This story is set in the White Slave Act of 2000 universe More stories
set in the WSA2000 universe can be found at
http://www.darkeroticfiction.com

Copyright 2006 DarkEroticFiction.com  All Rights Reserved
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As I have said before, I really don't understand some women.

Seems that after neo-abolitionist made such a big deal about the sex
and meat testings that a lot of companies were offering, the 'cool'
thing to do for a large group of women would be to have themselves sex
tested.  I'm not complaining, a cash stream is a cash stream.  I just
don't follow why they would be doing this.  Of course some are weirder
than others.

Case in point.  A group of 5 women came in (2 blonds, a red head, one
with brown hair and a black haired girl) to be sex and meat tested.
Unlike most women that come in for the test, they wanted a little more.
 They had a rather odd conditional enslavement paper that they had
drawn up.  It stated that the woman with the highest score "in each
category tested" would be enslaved "for use in that category" and that
the finders fee would be split among the no-enslaved members of the
group.  I collected the $100.00 each for both test and sent them back
to the testing guys.  Because there was a possibility of enslavement, I
also had them give me a urine sample.  While they were back being
tested, I checked the state slave database.  The database and whiz
quizzes both said that all 5 were eligible for conversion.

After 30 minutes of so, they all come back into my office, with a
sealed envelope with their test scores.  I took the envelope to open
it, then asked, "OK, how are we going to do the taxes?  At least one of
you is going to be enslaved, and one of you is going to end up as meat.
 Normally, the taxes come out of what I pay for the slave, but this is
a special case."  I wasn't going to push it real hard, but if they were
willing to pay to be tested, knowing that it could result in their
enslavement, they might pay their own slave tax.  Couldn't hurt to ask.
 They talked among them selves for a few moments, then one asked "how
much is the tax"?  "$250 for a normal slave, $750 for the meat girl".
They talked a few minutes, then decided "Can you take our bank cards
and make a withdrawal from they ones you take?"  I though for a second
"Check cards or debit cards, sure, but not credit cards.  They will not
be valid after your enslavement."  Marjorie, the black haired girl
spoke up "How about you just take all the money in the account, take
your share out, then split it among the ones not enslaved?" I replied
"All I can legally give is the finders fee equal to the tax paid.  I
can enter into a separate contract, however.  Let me see if what I can
do.  I pulled up my boilerplate tax law enslavement contract and did a
little fast modification, so that instead of all assets going to the
husband, they went to the non-enslaved members of their group. I
printed it off, after which they all signed it.   They then started
pulling check cards out of their purses and handing them over to me.
After I had the cards from all of them I started to open the scores'
envelope.  The red head, Jeannette Holland, spoke up "Wait.  I think,
to make sure everybody goes through with this and doesn't try to run
out, we should be put in some sort of restraints and maybe gagged."
One of the blonds, Kathie Alvarado, added "And stripped".  Jeannette
nodded "Of course".  With that they started to strip down.  After they
were naked, I had them cross their arms behind their back, after which
I secured them with the plastic "zip ties" that both slavers and police
use as disposable hand cuffs.

After that I opened up the report.

"Well, in the oral sex category, the high score goes to Mindy Lloyd."
Mindy was one of the blonds.  "Mindy, I'll be selling you to 'Deep Kiss
Traders', so you can expect to be working at a suck club in a couple of
days."  Mindy looked almost excited about this.

"Next, we have the anal sex category.  Looks like our winner is
Marjorie Pugh.  Marjorie, your black haired ass is going to be sold to
'501 Meatpacking Company', which despite the name, is a bar, granted
it's a bar with fuck booths.  They have a standing request for slaves
with high anal sex scores, because, it seems that a lot of their
clientele are in fact gay, so the only kind of female fucking they do
is anal.  Takes all kinds."  Marjorie didn't look happy.

"Moving on to straight fucking, looks like Monique Francis is the best
here.  Granted you all rate highly, but Monique takes the prize.  I'll
be keeping you as a rental slave.  I'm currently out of brunettes."

"Now, in the over all category, which is the average of the three sex
categories score, looks like the best over all sex kitten of y'all is
Kathie.  You also will be keep as a rental slave."

I put down the S&F test scores and picked up the Hill's Fine Meat test
results.  Knowing how Josh scores women, I knew that all of these girls
were going to be Grade A, but who knows about the Live Roaster
Endorsement.  Right now, Jeannette was looking very pleased, knowing
that she was about to get a lot of money, because she was the only one
not enslaved.  I checked the list Josh did.  There was one live roaster
endorsement.  "Well, it looks like the meat girl is... Jeannette
Holland.  Thank you for playing.  I'll have you on the Ultimate Ride
with in the hour."  She looked stunned.

I ran the cards, paying the tax for each one of them and triggering
their slave conversions.  I called Ingrid in and told her to take
Monique and Kathie back to the rental slave's dorm.   I got on the
phone with Deep Kiss and offered them Mindy, at a quite nice amount.
501 Meatpacking Company said they would have a truck come by to pick up
Marjorie this afternoon.

I called Lilly, telling her to run an full asset search on the women,
and to get back to me on it, because, well, unlike most enslavement,
their assets were mine, because of the contact they signed.

Not a bad afternoon' work.  It's not often I get slaves to pay through
the nose to be enslaved.

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