Our underground Slave Training Facility is remote and secluded for obvious reasons, which means that we previously used to waste precious hours waiting for the transport van to return after extracting the target before enslavement training could commence.  Over time we learned that we could improve our output and production efficiency if we teamed up an Apprentice Trainer with the extraction team.  As any half-witted economist will tell you… time is money.

After 18-24 months of field work as an intern, riding along with the Field Operations Bureau, our Apprentice Trainers undergo a challenging written, oral and practical examination, lasting two weeks in duration.  They only get one shot at this.  If they fail, then they are weeded out of the program.  But as you can imagine, this creates a unique problem for us, since we can’t afford to have terminated employees running around, potentially revealing our location to the authorities.

As harsh as it sounds, we truly have no choice but to strip them not only of their employment… but their freedom as well.  

That’s right: Apprentices who don’t make the cut are involuntarily “enrolled” in our enslavement program just as if they’d been extracted by the Field Operations Bureau.  To prevent flight, our Apprentices aren’t allowed to leave the facility once they complete the two-week exam.  They’re restricted to quarters until a Senior Trainer enters the room with one of two things: 1) A manila envelope with their promotion packet and paperwork to sign, or 2) A stainless steel collar… that will be welded on permanently.

Suffice it to say, the moment that dormitory door opens, their tense eyes are focused on one thing, and one thing only: what’s in the Senior Trainer’s hand?  If it’s a collar, he has a very difficult road ahead—far more so than the typical slave.  We do try our absolute best to isolate and protect former Apprentices from the general population, but after 18-24 months of brutal treatment at his hands, our slaves can’t help but exact their revenge.  Freshly stripped of rank and superiority, they always find a way to get to the demoted victim.

But its not all doom and gloom.  If they do pass the exam, they’re offered a full-time position, including health benefits, a sizable pay increase, and promoted to the next level: Assistant Trainer.  Assistant Trainers work under the supervision of an Attending Trainer. Not to create confusion, but an “Attending Trainer” is equal to that of a Senior Trainer in all rights and privileges, except that the Attending has taken additional courses in order to serve as a mentor to Assistant Trainers.  Since they also have to perform their regular duties as a Senior Trainer as well, there is a marginal pay raise for the additional workload.  Having said that, the pay is not enough to justify the responsibility.  One does not elect to become an Attending for the pay, they do it because they have a passion for mentorship.

As for the Assistant, they now pick up where the Apprentices leave off: Specifically, they meet the transport vans at the garage, and process the intake of new captives who have been freshly extracted from the former lives.  They take care of all of the formalities that Attending Trainers consider grunt work, i.e. paperwork, basic medical examination, cleaning, shaving, etc.  

At first, they only observe the Attendings perform the delicate process of permanently welding on the slave’s new gear, i.e. stainless steel collar, ankle/wrist “bracelets” with attachment rings, etc.  Since welding obviously requires the use of a blowtorch, the potential for damage to the new property is at its peak, and must be performed very delicately.  Over time, as the Assistant builds trust with the Attending, he will be allowed to participate in the process, and eventually if all goes well, lead it independently without the Attending’s assistance.

masterboibinder:

It had been several hours since Bryce and Damon had woken to find themselves stripped, bound, and gagged… no amount of writhing nor squirming on the bed helped them to regain their freedom… both straight boys were embarrassed at being so helpless and vulnerable like this, but it became clear they had little choice but to wait for their abductor to return.

They’d only been in the city for a few days… targeted as easy prey for a couple of sultry ladies who seduced the boys to join them for a little party… the ladies insinuated they liked to get a little kinky, and the boys were just horny enough - drunk and drugged enough, too - to indulge in a little bit of sexual adventure. But by the time the boys realized they’d been deceived and that these ladies had a more sinister agenda, it was too late… Bryce and Damon were unwitting victims of a sex slave ring in the city… they were captive ‘fresh meat’ for potential buyers.

When a couple of dudes eventually returned to the room and announced it was ‘Inspection Time’, the boys had no concept of what was going to happen as they were transported to a lower level… strung up by shackled wrists in front of a gathering group of men… men only who were then invited to step up and inspect the new slave merchandise. The unwanted groping was only the first of numerous humiliations Bryce and Damon would endure as man after man came forward to take stock of the straight livestock.

petebrownuk:

YOUNG SLAVE IN THE DEALER’S STOCK ROOM
There’s a bargain waiting for someone who bothers to tour the stock rooms at the slave dealer - he can probably make an offer for this young slave and pay a great deal less for it than its real worth and the price he’d have to pay in the showroom.
Somehow the dealer’s system has failed and the young slave - and young slaves always fetch premium prices, remember - has been overlooked.  He’s got a good slim body and a good long, thick cock, but the whole thing is spoiled by that thatch of unruly pubic hair.  It may be OK for free men to be “au naturel”, but slave buyers expect slaves to be neatly cropped and groomed and many of those who have visited the stock rooms have failed to see the bargain he represents.
Some canny young dealer, eager to build his own business, will hopefully buy this slave and groom him properly, then re-present him for sale…. and make a tidy profit on the transaction even allowing for the state slave sales tax.

petebrownuk:

YOUNG SLAVE IN THE DEALER’S STOCK ROOM

There’s a bargain waiting for someone who bothers to tour the stock rooms at the slave dealer - he can probably make an offer for this young slave and pay a great deal less for it than its real worth and the price he’d have to pay in the showroom.

Somehow the dealer’s system has failed and the young slave - and young slaves always fetch premium prices, remember - has been overlooked.  He’s got a good slim body and a good long, thick cock, but the whole thing is spoiled by that thatch of unruly pubic hair.  It may be OK for free men to be “au naturel”, but slave buyers expect slaves to be neatly cropped and groomed and many of those who have visited the stock rooms have failed to see the bargain he represents.

Some canny young dealer, eager to build his own business, will hopefully buy this slave and groom him properly, then re-present him for sale…. and make a tidy profit on the transaction even allowing for the state slave sales tax.

(Source: masterklausfr)

A Slave Must Learn to View Semen as its Lifeblood
This may sound cliché, but it is absolutely crucial.  
You think of water as critical to your survival, yes?  A slave must feel precisely the same about semen.  In other words, it must believe with every fiber of its being, “without semen, I cannot survive.”
The well-trained slave must be desperate for semen.  It must seek it out at all costs.  At all costs, I tell you.  Even if that means intentionally disobeying a conflicting order, knowing it will result in punishment.  
If you haven’t had a drop of water for over a week, wouldn’t you do anything to get it?  Even if you knew there would be severe consequences?
This is how desperate a slave must be for semen.  Until a slave passes our double-blind test, which is designed to unwittingly validate the successful adoption of this mindset, he will not receive his certification, and he will not be sold.
The younger inventory, as depicted above, are significantly easier to train as their tastebuds are still growing, and so their desires are far more vulnerable to manipulation.  
At K&E, we’ve developed a scientifically proven process to alter the tastebuds.  Our slaves actually detest “normal food” (i.e. inducing nausea, and eventually vomiting), while concurrently evoking sheer excitement and joy at even the slightest scent of semen.  
We do this through the regular application (3x daily) of patented chemical compounds that we’ve developed in our own labs here at K&E.

A Slave Must Learn to View Semen as its Lifeblood

This may sound cliché, but it is absolutely crucial.  

You think of water as critical to your survival, yes?  A slave must feel precisely the same about semen.  In other words, it must believe with every fiber of its being, “without semen, I cannot survive.”

The well-trained slave must be desperate for semen.  It must seek it out at all costs.  At all costs, I tell you.  Even if that means intentionally disobeying a conflicting order, knowing it will result in punishment.  

If you haven’t had a drop of water for over a week, wouldn’t you do anything to get it?  Even if you knew there would be severe consequences?

This is how desperate a slave must be for semen.  Until a slave passes our double-blind test, which is designed to unwittingly validate the successful adoption of this mindset, he will not receive his certification, and he will not be sold.

The younger inventory, as depicted above, are significantly easier to train as their tastebuds are still growing, and so their desires are far more vulnerable to manipulation.  

At K&E, we’ve developed a scientifically proven process to alter the tastebuds.  Our slaves actually detest “normal food” (i.e. inducing nausea, and eventually vomiting), while concurrently evoking sheer excitement and joy at even the slightest scent of semen.  

We do this through the regular application (3x daily) of patented chemical compounds that we’ve developed in our own labs here at K&E.

Early on in a captive’s journey toward slavehood, we extract his usernames and passwords to all of his accounts that he used to have access to in his past life, e.g. Gmail, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc.  
Our professional psychoanalysts (PhDs, not MDs) then spend days upon days poring over the data, reading through all of the posts, especially focusing on private/personal message history.  This gives us a very unique insight into our captive’s more vulnerable thoughts; ones he never expected to be exposed to us, or anyone else for that matter, save for the intended recipients of course.  
The benefits are obvious: It allows us to better understand our victim, to learn his weaknesses and insecurities, so that we can apply a focused mental pressure regimen in order to manipulate his mind, to break him into unconditional submission, and to rebuild him, molding him into the truly subservient slave he will eventually learn to become.
As for the photo above?  I’m sure you’re furious over the fact that we’ve “spoiled” this slave by allowing him to wear clothing.  I can literally see the steam bellowing from your ears.  Well, first of all, calm down.  All is well, I assure you.  
You see, one of the fringe benefits of the detailed research described above is that it gives us the ability to communicate with the victim’s parents (through a series of proxy servers across Asia, Europe and Africa… obviously).  The reason we dressed this slave up in the formal attire he’s wearing above is because we wanted to take an especially “tasteful” photo, since its intended recipient are his biological parents.  We want to portray the slave as “unsullied”, since we use photos like this one in order to extort money from our victims’ parents.  
Did you really think that slave auctions and private purchases really covered 100% of our costs?  No, of course not.  We need to defray the marginal costs above and beyond those not already covered by sales revenue.  What better source than the victim’s parents?  
Now who’s feeling foolish for judging our slave’s attire?  That’s right, you’ve got egg on your face!
It’s ok, we forgive you.

Early on in a captive’s journey toward slavehood, we extract his usernames and passwords to all of his accounts that he used to have access to in his past life, e.g. Gmail, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc.  

Our professional psychoanalysts (PhDs, not MDs) then spend days upon days poring over the data, reading through all of the posts, especially focusing on private/personal message history.  This gives us a very unique insight into our captive’s more vulnerable thoughts; ones he never expected to be exposed to us, or anyone else for that matter, save for the intended recipients of course.  

The benefits are obvious: It allows us to better understand our victim, to learn his weaknesses and insecurities, so that we can apply a focused mental pressure regimen in order to manipulate his mind, to break him into unconditional submission, and to rebuild him, molding him into the truly subservient slave he will eventually learn to become.

As for the photo above?  I’m sure you’re furious over the fact that we’ve “spoiled” this slave by allowing him to wear clothing.  I can literally see the steam bellowing from your ears.  Well, first of all, calm down.  All is well, I assure you.  

You see, one of the fringe benefits of the detailed research described above is that it gives us the ability to communicate with the victim’s parents (through a series of proxy servers across Asia, Europe and Africa… obviously).  The reason we dressed this slave up in the formal attire he’s wearing above is because we wanted to take an especially “tasteful” photo, since its intended recipient are his biological parents.  We want to portray the slave as “unsullied”, since we use photos like this one in order to extort money from our victims’ parents.  

Did you really think that slave auctions and private purchases really covered 100% of our costs?  No, of course not.  We need to defray the marginal costs above and beyond those not already covered by sales revenue.  What better source than the victim’s parents?  

Now who’s feeling foolish for judging our slave’s attire?  That’s right, you’ve got egg on your face!

It’s ok, we forgive you.