My Descent into Slavery Ch. 16

"You would send me to my parents if that is my wish? I'm truly free to go, Mistress?"

"Kadina, I'm not a Mistress. In fact, I'm a voluntary submissive, with my own Master. As such, I cannot be a Mistress. I have my own collar, see?" I touched the collar on my neck. "None of the people in this car is your Master or Mistress, because you have not chosen them. We only recognize submission if it is voluntary, of your own will. There is a lot that you must learn and understand before you would be given the choice to choose a Master or Mistress for yourself. That might not happen for a long time.

"The only restriction to your freedom might be you have to return to California if Mark is found, so you can testify against him and send him to prison where he belongs. If you wish, if we can locate your parents, they could be brought here to see you instead of returning you to Algeria. This is something you can discuss with others. We'll abide by your choices in the matter."

"Mahmoud is truly dead, Mistress?" Nearly hopeless to convince her I wasn't a Mistress at this point.

"I saw him fall out of a helicopter, two miles above the ground." Sahar laughed, knowing I'd kicked him out. "He is truly dead. His stronghold was blown up. It exists no more. That's not to say that there aren't slavers still taking slaves, but Mahmoud is definitely gone. Sahar and Edgar were there when it happened. They also saw Mahmoud die and his stronghold destroyed. I would not lie to you about something so important."

"What will happen to Mistress Angela, Mistress?"

"If she knew you were a real slave, taken against your will, she'll go to prison. If she truly believed you were submissive by your own choice, probably nothing. I believe she was careless, in not finding out more about you. She should have asked if you truly chose to be submissive, but perhaps she liked you so much, she didn't want to know. Did you spend most nights in her bed?"

"Nearly every night in her bed, Mistress."

"Did you only ever pleasure her, or did she pleasure you in return?"

"She pleasured me as well, Mistress."

"Do you enjoy sex with women, Kadina?"

"I enjoyed sex with Mistress Angela more than with Master Mark or Master Jean-Paul." So it was Belmonde. "But I will burn in hell from having sex with a woman."

Sahar and Fatima both spoke to her in Arabic. I suspected they were telling her that Allah was likely more merciful than that, especially if it was forced on her. At least, I heard Allah's name spoken.

When the conversation was over, I said, "I want to be clear, your first owner was Jean-Paul Belmonde?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"You'll be happy to know that he is also dead. He was killed in jail after he was arrested. There is another freed slave on the ship we're going to, named Yasmine. She was taken from Jean-Paul at the time of his arrest."

"Yasmine is here?" No Mistress. That was good. Perhaps the surprise?

"Yes, Yasmine is here. Did you know her?"

"For about six months before I was sold to Master Mark."

Lynn got on the phone with Björn. "Honey, could you please make sure Yasmine is there when we arrive. I think she's about to meet an old friend."

Sure enough, Yasmine and Kadina flew into each other's arms when we arrived. It was about the most joyous reunion I'd seen since I saw Sahar and Ranger at Mahmoud's as I was prepared to be branded. Yasmine was given leave to spend the night with Kadina. Might be the best person she could have met to reassure her that she was going to be fine.

It was too late to set Bimbo Slut and Hyacinth up with a sexual train, but Mistress Layton sent Hyacinth and Zhou to Hannah's room to pleasure Hannah and her two slaves and she took Bimbo Slut and Cuck to her room to serve as pleasure slaves for her, Frank and Marilyn. I heard in the morning that Cuck fucked both Theresa and Marilyn, and Bimbo Slut had to suck his cum out of their cunts, though Frank also fucked Bimbo Slut and Cuck had to return the favor.

Despite the lateness of the hour, past one-thirty, Master fucked me while Sahar and I had sex. He said that he'd talk about our adventures tomorrow.

******

All of the freed slaves except Kadina and Sahar were in the gym, getting issued stun guns and being instructed on their use. Kadina was not yet crew and Sahar didn't need a stun gun. She said she preferred to break arms and legs.

"It's still non-lethal, and a broken limb lasts a lot longer than a shock from a stun gun," as Sahar put it.

So Master, Sahar and I were lingering in the crew mess over breakfast discussing the events of last night, prior to muster. Apparently, the word to leave Kadina alone had been passed to the rest of the crew and she was sitting by herself at one of the tables as people ate about her.

I asked her to come to our table to introduce her to Master.

"Yes, Mistress," she said, standing at attention beside the table.

"Please sit down, Kadina." I waited until she sat down, then I said, "This is my Master, Joshua, the owner of this ship."

Kadina immediately stood at attention again.

"Please sit down, Kadina," Master said. "I'm not your Master, nor is anyone else. I'm your friend. Please." He pointed to the seat she'd just vacated.

She cautiously sat down again, keeping a wary eye on him.

"I've contacted friends in our government and arranged for temporary sanctuary, and identification for you, based upon your refugee status as someone held in captivity. What did Yasmine tell you about us last night?"

"She said that you were very good people and that you'd help me. I'm confused though, because she remains enslaved to the Captain of the ship." She eyed us guardedly to see if we took offense.

"Yasmine's situation is slightly different from all of the others," I said. "People have a personality that puts them in the category of Dominant, submissive, or neither. Well, I guess there's another category, called a Switch. Someone who can be both Dominant or submissive. All of the slaves we freed were forced into a pattern of behavior that wasn't natural to them. They were conditioned by their slavery to obey orders and accept whatever their owners wanted them to do, despite their own feelings on the matter.

"In reality, Fatima was a Dominant, not a slave, but Yasmine was a submissive before she was captured and enslaved. Except for the brutality of her owners, she enjoyed aspects of her slavery. When freed, she expressed an interest in remaining submissive. The test that I was giving at the club last night, helps to determine if one has Dominant or submissive characteristics. I gave the test to Yasmine, and it showed that she truly enjoys submission. Rather than let her free to find a Dominant on her own, one who might be brutal, and hurt her again, as that is what she was used to as Jean-Paul's slave, the Captain offered to be her Dominant. We knew that he wouldn't harm Yasmine, while allowing her to be the submissive she wished to be. Unlike her slavery, she can choose to end it at any time, or even to get married if she wishes. The Captain even agreed she could have children, and he would support them if she ever chose to leave him. Because she felt her parents would not accept this relationship to a non-Muslim, she has asked that her parents not be told that she is alive. That they might feel honor bound to kill her for her slavery and decision to remain submissive to the Captain.

"That's her choice. You don't have to make the same one. If you would feel safe in contacting your parents, we will do so. If you would feel safer having them meet you here instead of Algeria to see how they feel about your slavery before you go home, we will do that. My Master has ensured that all of the freed slaves have received a sum of 50,000 American dollars to help themselves until they feel safe. Two of the women were pregnant, well three, but one of the women returned immediately to her family. We no longer know what her status is, although we could find out. Two of the crew agreed to marry the two pregnant women so they would have a husband to help raise their child. That hasn't been without difficulty as their slave conditioning caused one of the women to be unfaithful to her husband. Another one almost did. Fatima and another woman, Hibbah, have also recently married, of their own choice, less than a month ago.

Hibbah is planning on learning medicine, and becoming a nurse or doctor. Farah, wishes to learn how to fly. They will be helped to achieve those goals. Fatima has been learning how to Captain a ship like this one, and recently passed a test for her Captaincy license. She needs more time at sea to become a Captain, but she's sailing almost every day. It's only a matter of time before she becomes one. If there is something you wish to do, if it's within our power to help, we will help you."

"Why would you do this for me?"

Master said, "Because I have the money to help. More than I need, and what was done to you was damning to all of humankind. I cannot take away the pain and suffering you underwent as a slave, but I can try to make your future better than your past. Because I believe in helping where help is needed, and if anyone ever needed help, it is surely you for all that you endured."

"And I am studying psychology, because I've always wanted to help people suffering mental trauma. I did not expect to help people until I graduated and received my doctorate, and yet I've been blessed to be able to help many young women who suffered from the horrors of involuntary slavery. And as a former slave myself, I, more than anyone, understand what was done to you, and the damage it caused to your mental health and sanity. By helping you, I also help myself, because I need treatment as much as you do."

She looked at Sahar. "What do you want to do with your life?"

"So far, I've dedicated the rest of my life to killing the bastards that took us. When I learned you were an involuntary slave, I was very close to killing Angela, something I might have regretted, since it does not seem she was conscious of your slavery status, although she's stupid for not finding out. Beth doesn't believe I should kill people for stupidity. She said I need to find something to do besides kill people. I'm thinking about my choices."

"You've killed people?"

"Many. I helped rescue Beth. Do you remember Abdul?"

Kadina shivered. "Yes," she whispered.

"I tortured him to death, including branding his face multiple times, and cutting off his cock and balls, and stuffing them down his throat. It made me very happy. I would do the same to anyone who attempted to hurt you again."

I leaned my head against Sahar's shoulder. "You're so bloodthirsty. You really do need to find something else to do with your time."

"You don't have to make decisions today," Master said. "We're not going anywhere for a few days. Feel free to talk to the other former slaves. If California doesn't prosecute Angela, you're probably free to leave with us, but you don't have to. The advantages of leaving with us are you'd be with people who shared your experience, and are getting help for what was done to them. We can leave you alone, or help as much as you want us to. You'd have no expenses and it gives you time to decide what you want to do with your life. No one is to ask you for sex, nor agree to have sex with you, even at your own request, until it's been determined you're capable of making decisions for yourself."

"How do you determine if I can make decisions for myself?"

Sahar laughed. "They order you around until you quit following orders and tell them to go fuck themselves."

"As you can probably tell," Master said. "Sahar was the first one to tell us to fuck ourselves. She was carrying around a steak knife, waiting to knife us if we tried anything."

Kadina smiled, the first one I'd seen from her other than meeting Yasmine. She looked at Master and me.

"That's essentially true," I said. "We keep giving you ridiculous orders, unrelated to sex, until you realize we have no power over you and have no right to order you to do anything. After I was at Mahmoud's, I had to go through the same thing. Sahar ordered me around and spanked me unmercifully, until I quit begging to be fucked, quit begging to be fed shit or piss, and told her to go fuck herself. We don't have to spank you, however. It was a more drastic treatment, because I was already contemplating suicide. Sahar didn't feel she could wait for me to fight back."

"With your permission, I'd like to stay with you until you have to leave LA, and make a final determination then."

"Permission is granted," Master said. "You and Yasmine will be sharing a room, at least until then."

"We are having another group session tomorrow afternoon at three PM. You're welcome to attend or not," I said. "I'd like to give you the survey we were giving at the club last night. I should be able to tell if you have underlying Dominant or submissive qualities, and don't forget, we need to get you to the police station this afternoon to sign your statement, and wherever I go, Sahar goes."

"I have more business meetings today, so your time is your own. Ethan will be ready to leave right after lunch," Master said. "Kadina, strip."

She stood up and started taking off her clothes.

"Kadina stop. You shouldn't remove your clothes on anyone's orders. When you tell me to go fuck myself, we'll consider allowing you to ask for sex again."

Sahar said, "When you're finally allowed to ask for sex, and if you're willing to accept that Allah doesn't care who you have sex with, I'm hoping you ask me for sex. I find you very attractive."

Kadina looked at me. "I'm not in charge of Sahar's sex. She gets to have sex with anyone she wants to. She does have to give me permission to have sex with you, however. I had a hypnotic block placed on me to reduce how often I asked for sex with others. I get sick unless she gives me permission. Ours is not a conventional marriage. We have no jealousy. Sex doesn't define how we feel about each other."

"That's only one of the many unusual things you'll find out about this ship," Sahar said. "I don't fully understand it, but it's like a big, crazy family."

Yasmine came into the mess looking for Kadina. "Have you decided to stay?" Yasmine asked.

"For now."

Yasmine hugged her. "I'm so glad. I worried about what happened to you after you were sold.

The announcement for morning muster came over the intercom. "All hands on the helicopter deck for morning muster and a briefing about new people on the ship today."

Yasmine grabbed Kadina's hand and said, "That's about you, partly. Let's go."

We all went to the helicopter deck where everyone was determined to be present or accounted for.

Master took the microphone. "Kadina, please step forward so I may introduce you to the crew."

He waited until she stepped up beside him.

"This is Kadina, a slave until last night, originally from Algeria, where she was captured by Mahmoud's men four and a half years ago. We'll be instituting freed slave protocols until she decides to leave the ship. No public nudity or acts of Dominance and submission in front of her. Use your quarters or other areas designated as safe. Until she's been cleared for responsible sex, no one may request sex, or accept sex from her even if she requests it. No one may order her to do anything except for Department Heads testing her willingness to disobey stupid orders. She's been in the US long enough to understand English. Please be kind and respectful.

"She will be staying with us as long as we're in LA, or perhaps longer. The choice is hers. Until we leave LA, she'll be sharing a cabin with Yasmine, who she knows from their time owned by the same man. You may freely answer any questions she has, or direct her to someone who knows the answer. I'm now turning the mic over to Theresa Layton, to explain the four other newcomers on our ship. Theresa."

Mistress Layton got up to address the crew.

"Crew of the American Entrepreneur, my boyfriend, Frank, and I have greatly enjoyed our time aboard your ship. You've been wonderful hosts. While in the BDSM club last night, I found not one, but two women willing to bet one day of submission to me on whether or not Beth Wilson was the best cunt licker they ever had."

Ethan said, "They lost."

Theresa laughed. "They lost, because as you all know, no one is better than Beth when it comes to sex. Now they both have submissives of their own, one husband, and one young Asian miss. They were given the choice of going home without their Dominant, or joining their Dominant here. They both wanted pussy licking lessons from Beth, so they chose to come. The first one to take the bet was Hyacinth, with her submissive, Zhou. Hyacinth, please step forward and identify yourself and introduce Zhou."

Hyacinth stepped up and introduced herself and her submissive.

Theresa continued, "The second person to accept that bet was Goddess Glenda. I don't feel Goddess Glenda is a proper name for a submissive, so she's been renamed Bimbo Slut until ten o'clock tonight, that's 2200 for you seafarers." That got a bunch of laughs from the crew. Glenda blushed slightly in humiliation. "Her submissive is her husband, Tim, or as she likes to call him, Cuck, for cuckold. Bimbo Slut, step forward and introduce us to your submissive."

Glenda introduced the crew to both herself and her husband.

"Now normally, submissive sluts are kept naked on this ship, but we needed to make allowances for Kadina. Therefore, the stern room is being placed off limits to Kadina until ten tonight, so that these four can be kept naked there. Part of the bet they each made with me, was they'd both be subject to a lot of fucking by both men and women. As soon as the muster is over, feel free to come to the stern room, inspect the new meat, and partake of mouths, cunts or asses to your hearts content, as a gift from Frank and me for your magnificent hospitality. There will be breaks for lunch and supper, which will include showers to hose them off, and bathroom breaks to answer a call of nature. Any women desiring to fuck Cuck, and then have Bimbo Slut lick his cum from your cunt, feel free. Otherwise, Cuck's job for his Mistress is to clean her pussy or ass if a man fucks her. He will take responsibility for keeping her relatively clean between showers.

"Zhou, identifies as lesbian. As her temporary Mistress through Hyacinth, I will be restricting her use to women. At eight tonight, Zhou and Cuck will be removed from circulation for their pussy licking lessons from Beth. Any woman wanting to be used as a demonstration or practice tool, please see me to sign up. Beth will demonstrate on one lucky party, then Zhou and Cuck will practice on three other people, so I'll need seven volunteers. Beth's demo will be drawn from a hat of the seven volunteers, but after Beth's demonstration, I doubt anyone will be disappointed with being practiced upon. Any questions?"

There were no questions. The four new slaves were brought to the stern room and I'm sure, stripped naked, a state in which they'd remain for the balance of their time here.

"Kadina, if you would, please come to my cabin where I can give you my survey. I'd like to see if you need any special treatment. Yasmine, you may come too, if you wish. I suspect it would make Kadina more comfortable if you were present."

"Just another excuse to sit on your lazy ass," Sahar said. "I'll check back with you before lunch. I'm thinking I'd like to experience some of the new slave additions. I've already signed up with Theresa to be one of your practice dummies later. I'd like to see what kind of capability increase the new slaves achieve on a pre to post Beth training basis."

Kadina and Yasmine followed me to my room. I went through Master's cabin, since he'd already left and I didn't want to bring Kadina through the playroom. I set up an iPad to take the test and handed it to her.