The government started the program when debt got truly out of control. People, specifically women, were walking around with tens, sometimes hundreds of thousands of dollars of debt. That's when the government started grabbing and claiming people. The captured debtors were sorted by their skills and looks--some sent to manual labor, others trained to be "recreation specialists." That was a fancy inoffensive term for a sex slave. These slaves were trained in the generals of how to please men--their gag reflexes were removed, they were given laser hair removal everywhere below their waist...and finally they were assigned to a "highly productive" member of society as a reward and as a way to help them focus. Once their new owners were selected, they were given a second round of training based on the productive man's porn history so the "recreation specialist" could be exactly what that person has already dreamed of.

I'm Michael, 30 years old, and I'm a successful, albeit a little nerdy, tech worker. I hadn't even put in an application to be considered for a "recreation specialist" because I'm morally and politically opposed to the program. Slavery? It's barbaric. But after a few promotions (brought on by hard work which prevented me from ever dating) I was automatically enrolled and got an email that I would be receiving a slave.

This could be dangerous for me. Anyone seen publicly or privately opposing the program could face jail time. That means that once you were delivered to me--I couldn't put you in real clothes and had to keep you in the standard uniform--a g-string, push up bra, collar, and ponytail. If inspectors came by and saw you sleeping in a bedroom with a locked door or wearing sweatpants, we could both face jail time or worse.

Privately though, I tell you you're safe.

But, I can't say it won't be tempting. By night three, as I'm jerking off to porn in my room and thinking about how you're there--right on the other side of that wall--and how legally I can do anything I want with you. Not only that, you've been trained specifically to pleasure me....Well, let's just say my morals won't last long.

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I'm a very dedicated, detailed, and creative writer and I expect you to be as well!

Kinks (none mandatory if some of this is a limit for you): One-sided pleasure, rough sex, free use, using you as a form of "jerking off," dubcon, anal/painal, anal creampies, deepthroat/face fucking, forcing you into self-degrading dirty talk, high ponytails, cleavage, thongs/g-strings, when the woman tries to get it over with my forcing me to cum either because she hates it or because she's too tight/too hot/too good at sex or just trying to spoil me with pleasure despite my attempts to hold back.

Limits: unrealistic sizes, feet, bathroom fluids, blood, extreme violence, animals