Sex Slave Lottery Ch. 10: Final

Texas Again

Stacy had the baby and dealt with the situation about as well as could be expected. After all, Stacy knows that while she's tremendous in bed, it's doubtful she would be a decent mother. I'm not saying that all women who are great in bed make bad mothers.

The childbirth was filmed and put out on the network. Svetlana said during another chat by the pool that she had suggested the filming and the Lottery was pioneering a new form of porn in which the sex that led to pregnancy and the childbirth were shown. It would not be to everyone's taste but she was convinced there was a market. Also, the Lottery, which she was already partly running while working at the resort, was not going to be secretive anymore about the breeding element of the sex slavery with either the women or the customers. What they had done in that area so far had been very profitable because of the high prices they could charge.

About 3 months after Svetlana came to work at the Resort, Mr. Anderson or von Denkenschlager arrived at the resort to play with Svetlana and me. Although he had not been brutal during my initial debut on camera, I was worried that he would be as rough with me as I thought he was with Crystal. He was not. "One does not ride a thoroughbred the same way as a tiger," he said.

The fact that Anderson is good in bed does not lessen the fact that he is a manipulative, amoral bastard. Pretty much everyone who has anything to do with the Lottery is evil, crazy or both. Anyway, after we fucked like crazy over a 5 hour period and I was in a state of post-orgasmic bliss, Anderson said, "Dawn, I have a lot of news. Much of it concerns you."

"First, you are going back to Dallas in six weeks. Walker says that a lot of his people who saw you in action at the birthday party or heard about it afterward, are mad that they did not get to come to Bolry for the lottery you lost. Walker feels very guilty about that and has arranged for you to entertain them all for a week on his ranch. You'll be glad to know the geek you hate so much has taken a job at a different company and left Texas.

"You will have some time to freshen up for the wedding. Stacy and Svetlana will have been doing a lot of work in different bachelor and bachelorette parties. Svetlana will be acting as the 'mother of the bride' in place of Crystal's mother who Crystal has not talked to in a decade. Irina will be a wedding guest and provide services to a few honored guests."

All this news left me literally speechless.

"Yes, you and Stacy are going to be bridesmaids for Crystal. I'm sure we'll be happy although I'm 25 years older than her."

"Is this a joke? Are you crazy? You know Crystal is."

"We will be having a rather open marriage, you might say wide open. We have made some clear promises though. We can have sex freely outside the marriage, but I am not to fall in love with anyone else. She is not to fall in love with anyone else. Also, she is not to take any more crazy risks except with me, guys I have cleared as being not too perverted, and in the Lottery. In the Lottery, she is not to do anything but take a 1/100th risk of becoming a pain slut. Also, don't tell her, because she enjoys the thrill of thinking she could become a abject slave for life, but if she ever actually loses and becomes a pain slut, I have a deal with Pyotr for an option to buy her back for $2,000,000 after she has gone through the special viewing and a month of torture and very rough sex. Of course, even if I exercised the option, she would forever remain a branded pain slave and would have to serve as such from time to time to uphold the contract. Also, I don't have to exercise the option if I don't want to or could wait for years to do it. So, Crystal is taking a huge risk every time she participates. I hope she'll stop fairly soon.

"And, for the wedding, Crystal wants for her and all her bridesmaids to wear white. We have made some more plans we will share with you after the wedding."

After imparting all this news, Anderson saw Svetlana for conversation and other activities. I later learned that it was actually Svetlana he was screwing most of the times he'd come to Bolry before he became involved with Crystal.

The Texas trip all happened as planned to my complete amazement and chagrin. It was embarrassing and awkward to be in Texas among a bunch of people who knew I was a sex slave and extra humiliating to be at Walker's ranch where I entertained all of his friends, including Dolly and Kelly and some other women, as well as top company staff of Walker's company who wanted to enjoy my body.

It was even harder at the ranch for Jenny who had become a sex slave the second lottery after Anderson told his plans to me. She had hardly settled down to the routine at the resort when Anderson and Walker decided it would be fun for Jenny to work with me to entertain the guys at the ranch. This would include many guys with whom she'd come to Bolry to participate in the lottery I lost.

Jenny's louse husband, Tom, had wasted no time taking up with Jenny's "best friend," Sheila, after Jenny supposedly had run away with a Mexican drug lord who it was "revealed" had supplied her with cocaine and heroine. It was a bullshit cover up of what had happened in Bolry, but Jenny did not have any real friends to investigate. Anyway, Jenny had lost the lottery fair and square trying to make money independently while getting a thrill. Everyone who knew the former head cheerleader apparently thought she had been a stuck up bitch. Walker, her sponsor, had persuaded her to participate in the Lottery after learning that his right hand man, her husband, felt like getting a new woman who would be more pliable. Fucking bastards.

Now Jenny would be a very stuck in bitch. Mr. Walker introduced her and me as sex slaves after we walked into his huge recreation room in our tight mini-skirts. As instructed, we walked up a small platform in the middle of the room that actually was equipped with a stripper pole. Walker was well prepared for such gatherings.

So, I got to do a striptease pole dance to the hooting and cheering of the crowd with cameras pointing at me from everywhere. Much more grabbing was permitted than in any gentlemen's club. These guys certainly weren't gentlemen. After finishing the dance stark naked, I was told to lie back on a big bean-bag chair with my legs spread as stage scenery for the act to come next.

Jenny, stilled clothed, was told to take the pose she'd had in the nude round of the Lottery. The louse, who had already filed for divorce from his runaway wife, and Jenny's former friend took turns taking articles of clothing off of Jenny and presenting her charms to the crowd frequently making a cute remark such as, "Don't you think this dumb cow has really lovely utters?" after Sheila exposed Jenny's breasts, which really are lovely. Through it all, Jenny blushed like a rose. After Jenny was nude, vibrators and dildos appeared and Jenny was made to reach a staggering orgasm for the cheering crowd.

Jenny was then bent over, lubricated with what looked like a turkey baster and told to bend over at the waist and hold the pole. As Tom started to fuck her up the ass, I heard Mr. Walker boom out, "This is great but we could make the scene still more wonderful. Dawn you bend over and grab the pole on the other side of the pole facing Jenny. Sheila, don't you think it would be nice if your old friend licked your pussy while Tom fucks her up the ass." As Sheila and Tom took their positions, I felt the turkey baster lubricating my ass and felt a large cock go up it. The pulsating motion barely started there when I heard Walker shout over my head, "We just need one thing and everything will be complete. Scott was good enough to fly back to Texas just to fuck Dawn here. Scott would you please be so kind as to stick your cock down Dawn's throat."

I barely had time to gasp, "You motherfuckers," before Scott's cock was in my mouth.

With Scott and Walker feeling up my breasts and Walker massaging my clit with his free hand, it was not long before I came despite my disgust. I could not really see well but it seems Jenny put on a similar show for the crowd and the cameras. Sheila's loud orgasm was only heard.

After that scene was finished, the crowd broke into an orgy with a number of guys lifting me over to a bed for numerous penetrations. Jenny and I must have each had sex 100 times that week which tested even my stamina. As told to do in Bolry, I never held back anything even if I was tired and already oozing semen. I learned later that highlights of the weeklong fun were put on the Internet channel that hosted the Lottery and carefully edited excerpts were even sold to some more conventional porn outlets.

I doubt any of the women who saw Jenny and me that week volunteered afterward to go to Bolry to participate in the Lottery, but you never know. Between sex acts, I learned that another Texas woman who had gone to Bolry, Tiffany, and her husband had moved to Seattle where Walker's company had an office. Someone said they had become real swingers and Tiffany now had a reputation of being an exhibitionist. Dolly and Kelly continued as pampered trophy wives of top executives of Walker's company.

The Future

The last bomb fell the day after the wedding reception at which I had danced first vertically and later horizontally. Crystal and Anders told me that I was not going back to Bolry with Jenny, Stacy and Svetlana. Instead, I would be going to a very nice home in Fort Worth. Crystal and Anders told me that they had decided that I was going to have their first child. "What The Fuck?" was all I could say as they explained that I was going off the pill and would be receiving Anders sperm using the traditional PIV injection method until I was knocked up. "Don't worry," Crystal said, "We will still let the Lottery sell you to other guys too, but careful efforts will be made to assure that the child will be by Anders. After the bun is in your tummy, you can be shipped back to Bolry to do what you do so well until your seventh month."

"Why don't you have your own child?" I asked Crystal. "Maybe I will in a few years," she said, "but I'm told childbirth really hurts."

"You, Crystal, don't like pain!"

"There are different kinds of pain. We talked about an egg transplant but I don't like doctors really at all and you would be a perfect biological mother for our first child. As we've always said, we look a lot alike. By the way, thanks for all the clothing, even the lovely bras fit me perfectly. We will use the money you left me to take very good care of our child."

"You say I'd be a perfect biological mother for your child," I said, "But you have to admit that, while we may look similar on the outside, you are a lot smarter."

"I don't think I am a whole lot smarter, I just occasionally exercise some things I have above the neck. I like the thought of you having a child with Anders." Crystal said. "Maybe Anders can even teach you some Russian in the down time between sex in Ft. Worth."

I did learn a bit of Russian during my time in Ft. Worth but I did not learn Walker's real name although he spent a lot of time with part of him up my butt. I did learn his name is not Walker and he was born somewhere in Eastern Europe.

Walker was one of many who travelled up my butt during my time in Ft. Worth. The Lottery booked me to the extent it could while I was there. All the traffic up my vagina was with Anders and he was the only one not using a rubber that came close to my vagina after I had gone off the pill. Anders only did double penetrations with Walker. "I guess, I just think sharing a woman with another man at the same time is personal and only done with close friends," he said. I have no idea where the rumour started that Anderson was gay.

Three months after the wedding, I was on the plane to Bolry with a beginners' knowledge of Russian and a very queasy stomach. Anders had chartered a plane for a business trip back to Bolry and my morning sickness did not keep Anders from having sex with me repeatedly on the flight back. If there is a special honors section of the Mile High Club for those who've done it more than a dozen times, I now qualified for admission from this and earlier trips.

When I got back, I learned Svetlana had left the resort and was back at her job of being co-host of the Lottery. She said during the first lottery I saw after I got back from Texas, that she felt very refreshed after her sabbatical and was honored to be the new cultural minister of Bolry. She also said how much she missed poor Dimitry and even pretended to cry.

Alina was still participating in the Lottery and I also recognized Amber, Ashira, Durrah and Mia among the participants although they all had scaled down the amount of risk they had accepted.

Amber actually cried when she became a sex slave an hour later but put on a very enthusiastic and beautiful performance with the six guys who took her during her slave debut. I'd always thought that Amber was one of those who would keep playing the Lottery until she lost. But I know she was reluctant to participate at all at first, like us all.

Anders visited the resort five months later and met with Amber for sex but there was to be no sex with me. The practice is to take women off sex the last three months of their pregnancy although it is not really necessary.

Anders and I did watch the Lottery together. This was another special show. For the Fifth anniversary, the Lottery was doing a retro show that reproduced the game and situation as it was for the first lottery. There were 100 women participating and none of them had participated before. Also, the Lottery had paid extra and accepted no woman as a participant who had not graduated from college and even favored women with advanced degrees. Anders said that this was Svetlana's idea and that Svetlana was now pretty much running the Lottery along with a deputy from the Bolry treasury department there mainly to keep an eye on Svetlana for Toltski.

Naturally I did not recognize any of the 100 women in the first round of this lottery but they all looked a bit older and less naïve than many of the newbies had been before. Svetlana thanked the viewers for watching this special program (with a special fee), presented the basic rules and, for this special occasion, spoke of the history of the Lottery and even mentioned that she had been one of the participants for years. She also said that in all future lotteries the Lottery was not going to accept women under 21 because it was felt that younger women did not know enough about themselves. Svetlana said they were sure that they would have no problem finding enough participants even with the new restrictions and that they were planning on opening a second resort on a Pacific Island instead of continuing to expand their stable in Bolry.

The panic on the faces of those who the Lottery Machine picked for the bikini round was quite sincere as was the embarrassment of the 12 women who had to display their breasts like fruit in market. I could not help but think back on how I'd felt when this first happened to me a few years ago.

The interviews in the nude round were conducted mainly by Svetlana's co-host, Yegor, who smiled a lot. I guess he likes his job. Yegor does not seem, however, to be particularly cruel. This makes him a big improvement over Dimitry.

The special plans for picking women for this lottery led to more interesting participants and interviews in the nude round. Answering questions calmly while in the nude, projecting one's breasts and contemplating a one sixth chance of becoming a sex slave was still naturally a challenge for all of the six women in the nude round. But all six of the women were equal to the task.

All the women were beautiful, of course, but they were older and as a group more western than usual. There was one Japanese woman in her thirties who said that she ran away from her husband after learning how much he was whoring around. She had decided that, if that is what men wanted, she would either make money off them or become a concubine herself. Her jet-black pussy hair was neatly trimmed and looked stunning against her extremely white skin as did her very red nipples.

A Polish woman age 30, named Elizabeth, was the only one who actually seemed frightened at this point. While being physically inspected by thousands, she said she was a doctor and had lost a bet regarding whether a patient would recover with the director of her hospital in Warsaw. Elizabeth had never gotten along with the director who had always suggested that it would be better if she just marry him and have lots of children rather than work as a doctor. The bet was that she'd get to do a vasectomy on the director if the patient who she thought was a going to die died, and she would either go to bed with the director or participate in the Lottery as a potential pain slut if the patient recovered. She'd seen the Lottery with the hospital director when the CEO of a drug company had shown it to them one afternoon. The CEO was now her sponsor.

Elizabeth admitted that she'd been to an S&M club with the drug company CEO. Her pierced nipples and the little ring in one of her labia also indicated to me that she had a complex set of reasons for participating in the Lottery.

Anyway, the "damn patient" recovered fully and even danced at the club. Elizabeth decided a one hundredth chance of becoming a pain slut, even if possibly subjected to very rough sex by sadists, was less bad than going to bed with the director. Now she was scared and the CEO, the doctor and the patient were in the audience. Yegor suggested that it seemed to him that one way to cause her pain as a slave would be to keep her barefoot and pregnant for the next 15 years or so. She agreed, flashed an ironic smile, and said that, as bad as that would be, she might prefer having a bunch of children in Bolry for strangers to having a bunch of children in Poland with the hospital director.

A tall, hour-glassed figured German woman, Lena, said she was an engineer and claimed to be a feminist. She said that her sponsor was also her boss and her lover and owned a specialty steel company near Stuttgart. Her boss, an older lesbian woman, had persuaded her that she should participate in the Lottery in solidarity with women who had to display their bodies every day to get by and should show that her proud sharply chiseled face, large breasts, thin waist, wide hips and strong shapely legs did not put her above the many women of the world that were forced by circumstances to risk their freedom to survive. Her boss had even put up extra money for her to participate and said she would give 100,000 Euros to a major German feminist organization (the name was too long for me to remember) whether or not Lena came back. Lena also revealed that, out of solidarity with the thousands of women who face torture every day in totalitarian regimes (she diplomatically did not mention Bolry), she had signed up to take the risk of being a pain slut.

Yegor said that if she lost, she would definitely spend much or all of the rest of her life in bondage having very rough sex with rich men and might even have a dozen children without having any choice as to who their fathers would be. Lena said she knew that might be her fate and sighed.

I could not understand her position at all. Anders said Lena was a genius, a martyr or, most likely, "eine Vollidiotin." In any case, he'd love to fuck her. He added that he thought he knew Lena's boss and that her boss was bi-sexual, very promiscuous for an older woman, and literally a ballbuster. "If the Lottery accepted male participants, a few other of her employees would be here." "They are not really thinking of male slaves, are they?" I asked. Anders said, "There have been jokes about it, but they don't think there would be enough females who would want to pay to use male slaves and homosexuality is illegal in Bolry. You know how fastidious they are about respect for law here. They are doing a lot of marketing research. Maybe after they open the Pacific resort."