Jennifer – A Tale of Submission

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The dampness of the night air permeated the stable where Jennifer slept. The slave traders had brought her here yesterday after purchasing her from her mother. In her homeworld of Alaytia it was common practice for mothers to sell their daughters to the slave trade to finance their own drug habits and to pay for the cloning process. Ever since the genetics war there hadn't been a single male left on the planet. To reproduce they either had to buy sperm at a very high price or they had to pay the government fees for cloning. Most chose the cloning process. It wasn't near as painful if you got caught as was buying sperm from the black market.

Jennifer could hear whimpering in the stall next to her. She had heard the poor girl crying all night. The occupant next to her was very quite until late last night when one of the slave maids came into the stall next to where Jennifer slept. She figured it was late since it had been several dracmars since she had last heard anyone stirring. The stable appeared to have about twenty stalls from what she could tell when she was brought in. Having been recently purchased she was still in her transportation shackles and was roughly thrown in her stall by one of the guards. He had slammed the door and bolted it.

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