Greenwood Slave Services Pt. 03

Reed turned the white board around, showing a periodic table of elements. "Stand up now Sarah. You did well. We are going to play a game. We are going to quiz you about the elements you love so much. My understanding is that you will hardly get anything wrong. If you do get one wrong I am going to give you a quick strike with this riding crop right on your tits. Does that sound like a fun game? You don't have to do it if you don't want to, but the other option is that you just take 30 to each tit and we have you masturbate for the camera. I assume you would prefer to show off your intelligence.

"I will play the game Master."

"Alright, not actually what I asked if it sounded like a fun game. As a slave you must be eager to serve. Now get on your knees, hands behind your back. What element has an atomic number of 12?"

I dropped down. First I put my knees together, then I worried that he meant for me to spread my knees. I widened my knees to shoulder with apart. Would he say something if I went farther, would I be trying to show them my pussy? I stopped there and answered the easy part. "Magnesium, uh Master"

Reed and Cole look at the table. Reed Said. "Good job, what about atomic number 33?"

"Arsenic, Master"

He checks again. "Good, so are you just going to know all of them? How about this, who discovered Flerovium?"

I smile slightly, knowing I have a clever answer. "I know most of them, Master. Some are easier than others. Flerovium was not discovered by a person but a whole lab. The Flerov lab, it's in Russia."

Cole looked at Sarah surprised. Then looked to Reed to see how he would react. Reed smiled and walked forward resting the end of his crop first on her head, then slid it down her check and onto her right breast. Looking at the camera he said. "Wow, what a clever girl. Not everyone wants to own a slave smarter than themselves, but a slave like that is not easy to come by. This girl would be very fun to own. When she isn't being used for her tight body, and impressive tits she can do some useful work. Lets just make the questions harder, don't worry Sarah you won't get as many strikes as most girls would get. You will be rewarded for your intelligence, as long as you keep giving cute teacher's pet answers like that. What year was Flerovium discovered?"

"Thank you Master. I don't know exactly when it was discovered. It's more recent like the 2000s."

Reed pulled out his phone and looked. "Says 1999, you are right about the lab though." He pulled back the riding crop and brought it down on my right boob. Nearly hitting my nipple. It wasn't full force and only left a small reddening spot.

I grimaced, clenching my hands together behind my back. I looked down at my breasts. This was not a fun game. This was not a place I wanted to be. It hurt, not as much as so many other things in life. It was the fact that I got it for not knowing something. That this man had just decided that I should feel it. He could keep doing it.

The "game" continued on like that for another 15 minutes. I knew it was that long because when it was finally finished they had me watch the whole video back while they talked privately. He kept asking questions, I am smart but who knows things like the most common Isotope of beryllium. He didn't hit me every time I got one wrong. He would admit that some of the questions were crazy. I took 6 total strikes. The first one was the hardest. One of them hit my nipple directly. I jumped and yelped. Reed took the opportunity to humiliate me. He made me say, "Master got my nipple good. Thank you for the punishment." I was also ordered to change positions several times. At one point I had to do jumping jacks while I explained how valence electrons worked. Giving a short lecture while my tits slapped up and down was an experience I never expected to have.

I just finished rewatching the video of myself when they returned. Reed spoke first. "You did really well there. I think you are going to grade in the 98th percentile. That means a very good loan, even a one year contract would be worth more than the whole loan. I bet you get an interest rate at inflation. Basically free money for you. The loan company is just happy to give it on the off chance you stop paying. I hope that wasn't too difficult. I do feel bad for hitting you like that for basically no reason, but I promise it helped. You can speak freely, was that worth a strong grade?"

I stood up. Despite being naked for 3 hours, I still feel embarrassed for them to see me again. I smiled genuinely. "It was worth it, Master. I didn't think there was any way I would get that high. A loan like that would be way easier. If getting hit on my uh. If it helps that much then it was worth it. So what more do I have to do? Is this almost over?"

"I am glad you got through it alright. I am serious, I expect a top notch grade to come back. You will need to do medical, and that can take some time. Kristine is running that today. Our next stop. You be good for her. She leaves at 5 and it's almost 4. You should be prepared to spend the night here. You might make it but these things take time. A lot of gradings are held over one night. You are prepared for that right? If there is anything you need done, I can try to help you out. You will be locked in a slave holding room tonight so speak now." Reed Said.

"I really hope the medical goes fast. I don't want to be here all night. I did prepare for that possibility. Everything will be fine, I have nothing I need to do on Friday, tomorrow."

"That's good, maybe I will keep you all day tomorrow just to play with. You are such a sweet thing." Reed patted me on the head and left me with Cole.

Cole gently took my arm and put my hands into the cuffs again. "Let's get you going in medical. I don't want you to have to stay the night here if you don't have to. Oh, and that stuff was really impressive. I almost failed chemistry. Reed showed me the paper you were mentioned in. I didn't really understand it, but Reed was impressed. He isn't often impressed by the girls here for grading, especially not the hot ones." He pulled gently on the cuffs as he started walking then let go. He walked beside me in the hallway. We made a few turns until we reached the medical room.

We entered the room and I instantly did not like it. In the center is a gynecologist chair. I was wondering what they needed medical for. I had already sent them paperwork from the hospital online. A woman in a lab coat was sitting looking at her phone.

Cole spoke first. "Hi Kristen, she is ready for medical. Do you think she will be able to get out today?"

Kristen had an English accent, she said. "She might make it, I don't know. It just depends. You can go Cole, just be back for her before 4:30. I got to finish up some stuff and I am not staying late because one of these girls wasted time."

Cole nodded and left. He didn't remove my cuffs. I was left with this woman, naked, with cuffs on. I just stood there feeling the limited time slip away while she looked at her phone and said nothing. Only about 30 minutes to get whatever had to be done, done.

After a minute she looked up at me. "Urine test first, I assume you haven't gone in a while." She got up and led us to the bathroom next door.

"No I haven't, I can go now." I did have to pee. I didn't have much water before I left this morning. I didn't want to have to pee while I was here. Since checking in I had not had any water, or food. I was hungry and thirsty, I realized. I had been very preoccupied.

She came with me into a stall and gave me a test cup to fill. I did really need to but the situation was just so strange it felt wrong. After 3 minutes she said "Start going or I am going to shock you. That usually gets girls going." She waited another 30 seconds and then pressed a button to shock me.

"Please, I am trying. That isn't helping." I pleaded.

"So you say Master for them but because I am a woman you don't have to speak with respect?" She shocked me again.

"I'm sorry Mistress, I am trying, please don't shock me again."

She shocked me once every minute until I peed. It took 4 minutes. After the second shock I started to cry. This was humiliating, painful and unfair. If I could just go I would. I think it would have been faster if she didn't start shocking me.

We returned to the medical room. She ordered me into the gynecologist chair. Climbing into it I notice the restraints built into the chair. My cuffs haven't been removed this whole time. Kristen walked around me securing my legs onto the stirrups. She then grabbed my cuffs and pulled them far above my head. I heard a click. My arms were now locked above my head. She then connected my collar to the char. I could barely move my head now.

"I have to draw your blood now. I hope you're done being disrespectful and wasting time?" said Kristen.

My fear was peaking now. This woman seemed to hate me. I was locked down and now she was going to draw my blood.

Kristen was quick with the blood draw. I barely felt anything. I thought she still hadn't done it yet when she said. "It's done, sorry I was being hard on you. Just really ready to go home and now they want me to finish with you before I leave. You're probably staying the night by the way. I can finish up with your pubic exam, check if you really are a virgin. I know you can be a virgin even if you broke your hyman. It's just something we note down."

She stood between my legs. "Not shaving is interesting. I don't see many unshaved pussies here. Most people keep slaves completely bald. You can see if they start getting aroused." She giggled. "You know they have drugs to make sure a slave stays aroused most of the day. If the girl is ever found to not be aroused she is... well anyways." She spread my labia, measured something, and took some pictures. "Your hymen is intact."

She started looking at her phone and seemed to forget about me. I decided not to say anything. She cheered up a bit, but I did not like this woman. She seemed to find the suffering of slaves funny.

A few minutes later she got up. As she left she said. "Cole will be here soon, just stay there."

Once I was alone I started to test the bindings. I knew I wouldn't get out. I just wanted to see how much I could actually move. I couldn't move much at all. I would never get out. I was going to be in this room with my pussy spread open until released.

It had only been around 20 minutes when Cole arrived. "Sorry about that Sarah. Something came up. Are you thirsty?"

"Yes, very. So am I going to be able to go home today?"

"I'm sorry Sarah, you are staying the night. You don't have anything more you have to do. I am not going to be training you or anything. That being said, as long as you are here you are a slave. You will keep your attitude submissive. So you do need to keep saying master." He released me from the chair, but not the cuffs. He then handed me a bottled water.

I drank quickly. "Thank you Master. I know you aren't the reason I am staying the night; it's just paperwork. What is staying the night like here?"

Cole looked at me and smirked. "They just transferred authority over you to me. I am in charge of you over the night. I have to stay here tonight actually. Someone has to be here to keep you safe. I get overtime. It's actually kinda great for me. It's not going to be a great night for you. No phone. It's not going to be unpleasant if you don't give me reason to make it unpleasant. I can make it bad. I only have to let you sleep 4 hours and that can be with the lights on, and no blanket. Just don't fuck up. I am not cruel. I have rarely even shocked a girl after the grading."

We walked down the hallway. I wasn't sure where he was taking me. I decided to ask about dinner. I had eaten a small breakfast. This morning felt so far away. "Master, I am very hungry. Can I get something to eat, being as I am stuck here for the night."

"No, you aren't eating until the morning. Slaves here are fed once a day in the morning. Sorry, you will be fine." He stops at a door labeled, "Holding Room 3."

It was the same size as the holding room I was made to kneel in. This one had a small foam mattress in it. It was a really small room. It was the mattress and space to kneel on the cement, if I am going to have to do that again.

"This is where you will sleep tonight. Just wanted to show it to you first. I imagine you don't want to be left here alone now. It's not even 6 p. m. You can hang out with me in the break room. As long as you stay respectful I can let you wear some clothes and we can watch a show. Everyone else is leaving now. I can leave you here if you like. I will get you a blanket. Either way." Cole stood in the doorway.

I hesitated. Maybe being alone would be better. It could be a trick, if I don't want to spend time with him, would he make my night horrible. Regardless, it was a very long time until morning. "I would like to come with you, um, Master."

We left the room and walked to a closet. Cole smiled at me as he spoke. "This you aren't going to love. You can wear a really digestive outfit or short thin slave dress."

The room was filled with classic erotic outfits. Maid, nurse, cheerleader, and lingerie. I tried to decide what was worse, being naked or dressed in a sexualized outfit. They were also more revealing than normal sexy ones. The maid one had a full cutout for the boobs. "I will take the slave dress." I said picking up one of the simple slip dresses. It had thin straps over the shoulders and was low cut on the back. It ended more than halfway up my thighs. It was shorter and smaller than anything I owned, but putting it on now felt great. Made of cotton, and thin it had a strange quality to it. Slaves were so expensive they could easily buy high quality clothing. This garment was clearly designed to accentuate the status of the wearer. It was stitched with a large thread that was visible and a darker color. Although clothed now, the slip made me feel more like a lesser person than before.

Cole put his hand on my back as we left the closet. "You look nice in that. Remember that if I tell you to take it off you must do so immediately and without showing any disappointment. If you start acting like you deserve to have clothing I will correct you."

The break room was ordinary. Like any office building or teachers lounge. It was carpeted, with a small kitchen. On the other side there were a group of couches and a big screen. The fact that it was so normal made my position feel worse somehow. It wasn't until I was back at the university in the physics department lounge that it struck me. This place was just like any other business, except I was the product. I couldn't just section off this one horrible day in my thoughts. Entering that break room was like any other day of my life. I wasn't an anonymous slave. I was Sarah, in a slave dress, showing proper respect to Cole.

Reed was just packing up when we arrived. "Cole, I saw you have to stay the night for this one. Sorry about that. I see you are treating her extra well, she's a good one. Don't let her push the limits though. I don't want to show up tomorrow and have her ask to see the manager demanding to go home."

"I don't mind staying. The pay is good and I don't have anything else going on, on a Thursday night. She is fun, I was a little intimidated by how smart she is. I bet if I met her out there she wouldn't even give me a chance." said Cole.

Looking down at me, Reed said. "Oh I am sure she wouldn't give you a chance. She is too focused on her work to waste time on boys like you. Have fun tonight, and feel free to play with her a bit. She isn't one of the rich kids that normally come through here. She is only here because she looked all over the state for the easiest grading she could find. You are doing great here Cole and I appreciate that you don't put the girls through anything for your own pleasure. That's not how we do things here. Just remember she is here to serve you tonight. You have my cell, call if you need anything. But, don't call." He laughed at his own joke. He whispered in my ear as he passed me. "Cole didn't have to give you that dress, try to make this evening fun for him."