The Yards Pt. 06

"These slaves are being hooked up into a conveyor track system." Wayne began to talk and pointed at the various locations in the room as he spoke.

There was a loud clank that made Erin jump as the slaves' ankles were locked together below her, her neck was pulled tight against the bar behind her, and her wrists were locked behind her.

"The ring that they are being secured to will be pulled along the track by a chain drive in the ceiling. Here watch as he finishes up with that one." The wrangler stepped on a peddle and the ring rose up from the floor. A loud moan escaped the slaves lips as her body sank onto the saddle driving the dildos deep inside of her. He then pressed a device to her left breast followed by a POPPING sound. He looked at a screen of a tablet that was mounted beside where he was working.

"What is he doing now?"

"He just chipped her, and he is checking that the chip is digitally attached to her National Livestock Registry file. All livestock, no matter what kind of classification or grade, must be chipped and registered as required by law. Once he has verified the slave is in the system, people can log into our website and watch in real time as the slave progresses through their grading, and even take part in the grading itself."

"So, can anyone see what is going on in this room, and follow along with a particular slave?"

"Of course, the SIN number is listed along with the NLR file, and they can click between any number of slaves and a variety of camera angles."

The wrangler then pushed the ring along the track it was mounted to until it caught on the chain drive and started to move down the room swaying gently as it moved away, then he turned and started on the next slave. Wayne followed along beside the slave that had just been mounted as she moved down the track. There were a number of robotic arms attached to the ceiling around the room, each designed to do something different.

"How do people at home participate in the grading?"

"I can show you a bit later in the tour, but for now this is the medical room, once the wrangler at the door has chipped the slave and they are verified they are entered in the system the computer's automation takes over. The ring will move down the room; female slaves will be evaluated for vaginal and anal flexibility, while male slaves will be checked for cock length and raggedy."

The ring they were walking beside stopped and the machine came to life quickly, finding her arm. I needle pressed into her flesh and took a blood sample. It took only a moment before a light that had been flashing yellow turned green.

"This machine is testing for pregnancy, the green light means she is not pregnant, and now it will administer birth control." As if on cue a small robotic arm slipped into the middle of the dildo that was buried deep in her pussy. They both watched as the slave tensed for a moment, before the arm retracted. The lock released and the belt started to move again.

"The next station is disease testing and inoculations. Can't afford getting a reputation for selling damaged product." They walked past the next station as the belt stopped again. Normal auction houses would employ up to 2 or three people per station. The staffing costs are just astronomical. This system allows us to do the same process with 5 people rather than 25 and in a fraction of the time."

"It is impressive, I had no idea that automation to this process was possible, I will admit though that I did not know much about the process." Erin chuckled as she looked around the room.

"Very few people know what it takes to get livestock from bedroom to blocks." They continued to walk through the room, "that slave will still get Lasik if needed, her tilt tag, her SIN number, a body scan, and voice suppression as well."

"I thought that SIN numbers were done manually?"

"Well, we only do it manually for special guests like yourself, and the tattoo is still done with a traditional gun. It is just that the robot does it instead of a wrangler."

"Oh," Erin replayed the conversation over in her head from earlier and thought about the intimate touch of the man holding the gun versus the cold and harsh reality of a robot marking her. Shivered not knowing which one would have had the more profound effect on her. "And the voice suppression?"

"So glad you asked." He waved over the wrangler closest to them who quickly made his way over.

"Yes sir."

"Umm.." Wayne was looking at the workers shirt, "Glen this tourist would like to see what voice suppression is. Could you set up a manual injection for me."

"Yes sir." Glen quickly moved away to a cabinet across the room while Erin and Wayne slowly followed behind him, careful to avoid the machines.

"The majority of auction houses use devox spray. It is effective, and cheap in silencing a slave. My company produces a generic version well here and at a few outlets. Problem is it doesn't last long, and prolonged use or overuse can cause permanent damage to a slaves vocal cords. Not an awful side effect, but the side effects tend to be random, causing some slaves to lose their voices permanently, while others might speak with a rasp, and left others with a squeaky voice like a mouse."

"Aren't you concerned with people at home using your generic version, and causing permanent damage?"

Wayne chuckled, "No not at all. It might be criminal to sell devox to the general public. We just sell watered down lidocaine. It numbs the vocal cords and can produce the same effect for perverted home use, but what we have here is going to be a game changer."

The wrangler brought over a gun looking device with a long narrow hose like end that was about 20 inches long. He also carried a long shiny steel bar that was as long as a broom handle with him and some clampy looking things. The wrangler placed the long bar into the floor behind Erin.

"If you could step back for me Erin." Wayne said while playing with his tablet, and more out of curiosity she stepped back into the bar.

"CLANK" her collar snapped tight to the top of the bar. The strong magnetic pull yanked her heels back, "CLANK, CLANK"., and her ankles were locked to the bar.

"Oh CRAP!"

Wayne and the wrangler both laughed. The wrangler took her hands in his and pulled them behind her back "CLANK, CLANK".

She pulled at her bonds and found that she was stuck tight with no movement allowed at all.

The wrangler moved in front of her. "Open your mouth please."

She swallowed nervously and did as he asked. Glen put a mechanical device in her mouth that when he turned a lever it forced her mouth to open wide while a piece pressed her tongue down. He then produced a thin leather strap and wrapped it around her forehead, completing her immobilization.

"Now try not to move your head too much'" Glen said, getting a mild chuckle from Wayne. Wasting no time Wayne started to feed the long end of the device down her throat, before pulling it out. Dammit I almost forgot she needs to be chipped, can you bring me the chip gun?"

Glen went back to his cabinet. "I wanted to see your face when you get chipped, I wanted to see the recognition in your eyes when you know that anyone with a slave scanner will have access to your data. They will see pictures of your face, your body, your pussy."

"Here you go sir." Glen tried to hand Wayne the chip gun, but Wayne shook his head.

"Oh no you do the honors please and take your time. Really enjoy those great tits."

Glen smiled and took her right breast in his hand, fondling it then manipulating the nipple, getting it stiff between his fingers. He then pressed the chip gun to her body just under her breast.

Erin felt a pinch, a poke and just a second of pressure and Glen was walking away. Her eyes met Waynes and started to blur with tears. He just smiled at her.

"Shit never gets old." He was then once again feeding the end of the device down her throat. "We are about to put this device into your vocal cords. It won't hurt and won't harm you in any way. However, the benefit to your owner is very significant. You see when it is activated your speech can be modified in all sorts of ways."

Erin felt him moving around in her throat then it stopped, and she heard a clicking followed by a buzzing sound, and Wayne was pulling the end out of her mouth.

"Ok all done. Glen, can you pair this with her chip."

Glen nodded and started to type on his tablet.

"Once the device in your throat is paired to your chip, this tablet," he held his tablet up, "or any tablet linked to you will be able control your voice. We can change your tone, pitch, or even make it so you are not allowed to speak at all. The really cool thing is we can also put an implant in your ear that if you hear someone speak in a foreign language, you will hear it in English. Then when you speak back it will be in that foreign language. This is a very popular feature in our overseas markets."

"It is all done sir."

"Great, take that medical gag out of her mouth."

Erin flexed her jaw, moving her mouth up and down and licking her lips once Glen had removed the device.

"OK 3215 call me master."

"Seriously you want me to call you......" eyes went wide as her lips were moving but no sounds were coming out.

Wayne laughed at her expression.

She began to panic, "stop please give me my voice back." Well, that is what she tried to say. Her lips were moving with nothing coming out. Just silence.

Wayne pressed some things on his tablet.

"lease give me... OH GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH. I was really starting to ...mmmmoooo." Erin was not sure what she was hearing as she spoke, and her voice and words were now those of a cow.

Wayne and the wrangler started to laugh, "If you could see your face." Wayne pressed the buttons again, "ok you can speak now."

"Are you sure?" Erin let out a sigh when she heard her voice again. "That is the most unsettling thing I have ever been through."

"Really you have been bound, stamped, and chipped and losing your voice is the worst of it?"

"Yeah", Erin blushed. "I don't know how to explain it, but it was scary."

"We just scratched the surface of what that implant can do. We can lower or raise the pitch of your voice, have you speak in foreign language, and a variety of animals."

"Please don't do it again, I am really not a fan."

"Ok we can chat about that later, there is still a lot to see. I can't be late for an afternoon meeting, and I still want to show you the last station in this room." Wayne gave her leash a tug and moved to the last station where as they arrived the ring was dropping from the ceiling into a vat of foul smelling brown gel.

"What is this?"

"I love this invention. This is electrolysis gel." Wayne smiled broadly and was weirdly giddy about it. "The slave is lowered into the gel and once this light turns green." He pointed to a flashing yellow light similar to one they had looked at before that flashed green a moment or two after he pointed at it. There was a hum then a soft pop, followed by the smell of ozone. "There it just happened. Once that light turns green the gel, which has a very high level of conductivity, gets a burst of electricity. That is what you are smelling, and it stings a bit."

The ring rose out of the gel clinging to the body of the slave, dripping clumps on the tile floor as the ring moved through a passage in the wall to the next room.

"What does it do? I don't think I understand." She looked at him, not really following along.

"Seriously you cannot be this stupid you almost have your doctorate. Unless the slave brain is starting to take over?"

"I am not stupid, and I have no idea what slave brain is and why you keep talking about it."

"The shot of electricity the slave received in combination with the conductive gel is a one shot full body electroless that takes just moments. She will no longer have hair from her neck down. I will have lines a mile long once the FDA approves its use. Every woman on the planet will be visiting one of our auction house locations to be smooth, and hair free. I mean what would you pay to never have to shave your legs again?" Wayne was not taking a breath as he spoke. "All of the new clients, and slaves that walk through our door, will be worth millions."

"Oh, wow that is an amazing invention."

"I know." Wayne felt his watch vibrate. "Damn! We are out of time. I am afraid that I won't be able to finish your tour."

"Oh, that is disappointing. I was hoping to see the rest of the facilities and innovations that you are working on." Erin tried to show mock disappointment in the tour ending, but her heart leapt knowing that she would soon be going home.

"Oh, Erin or rather 3215, I think you misunderstood." He smiled as he waved the Glen back over to them. "You are here for the weekend. You will get to get a small taste of what a slave goes through." Glen had arrived and said nothing as he listened to Wayne and began to understand what was to be expected of him. "Glen here will get you through the rest of the tour. Some of it will be a little hands on for you." Wayne smiled at Glen and gave him a wink that was all too obvious and gave Erin a serious sense of doubt. "He will also find you a comfy place to sleep for the night. Glen walk with me for a moment, Erin stay here and don't go anywhere."

Erin watched as they walked away from her. There was lots of nodding on Glen's part, then Wayne patted him on the back and walked out the door.

Glen went back to his work station and picked up his tablet, and used his radio to call someone before he walked back over to Erin. Glen scanned her breast with his tablet, and they both waited just a moment for the small electric chime letting them both know her file was on the screen. "Follow me 3215." He walked back to his station looking down, and manipulating his table the entirety of the short walk back to his station where slaves were hooked to the conveyor belt.

"Wayne said for me to tell you that he felt bad, and felt that you should experience this process more first hand." He kept clicking away at the tablet. "Once we have you through the main processing and grading, it should be time for dinner. Then a tour of the two milking rooms, maybe catch the last auction of the day then get you off to the warehouse for bed."

Erin was in shock and without thinking started to back away from Glen, but he was quick to grab her leash and with a hard abrupt yank she stumbled closer to him.

He pulled Erin toward the entrance of the room where the slaves were being loaded and sent on their way. Glen moved one of the rings onto a side track, so the production line could keep moving as he went to work on Erin. She went numb as Glen took control of her body getting her to straddle the device. She didn't even flinch at the loud clanking when her collar and cuffs attached themselves to the metal.

Another wrangler came up behind her and out of the corner of her eye she saw that Glen had one of the VR goggles.

"Wayne wants you to be graded including your pre assessment."

Erin just looked at the headset. She had seen pornography before, and secretly would look at pictures or read erotica when her husband was not around. She knew that she wouldn't be one to get a score of 1 like the slave earlier, and she was kind of excited to see what kind of score she might get. On the other hand she was scared to find out what kind of score she might get. Her mouth hung open as Glen placed the goggles over her eyes. With her vision now obscured she watched The Yards Logo, and her sense of hearing now filled with soft music she was surprised when she felt hands at her pussy and ass. The coolness of the lube being squirted into her pussy and ass, caused her to suck in her breath. Before she could think, the device she was on rose up from the floor, forcing the plug and dildo to move into her lubed orifices. She subconsciously tensed trying to keep them out of her, but gravity was too strong and rather suddenly her body relaxed and drove the plug and dildo home deep inside of her. A long low moan escaped her as they settled into place, and the images and words started flashing in front of her eyes.

She felt herself swaying as she watched, but soon she was unaware of anything around her. She had forgotten she was bound, naked, hanging from the ceiling, but all she could feel was the effects of what she was looking at. She felt her pussy getting wetter as the sounds, and images grew more and more sexual and kinky. "FLASH" and there was a picture of a woman with her breasts bound and heavy weights biting into her nipples pulling them down toward the ground. Erin moaned and gripped the dildo in her pussy "FLASH" the word WHORE filled the screen with sounds of a woman orgasming filled her ears. "FLASH" a gif of a woman taking a massive dildo into her pussy while sucking a thick black cock filled her screen. Erin's mind went blank of thoughts, and her body was quickly responding to the images. Erin became the woman in the pictures.

Glen smiled to himself as he saw Erins breathing increasing, and her body tensing and squirming in her bonds. He knew she was close to an orgasm, and even though her face was covered with the goggles as even with her identity being digitally obscured, she had over 1500 people logged in and watching. What he did next, he knew might get him in some trouble since it was not part of proper procedure in the pre assessment phase, but neither was having a pre assessment done in the medical room. but he did it anyway. Glen pressed some buttons on his tablet and a 5 minute poll popped up on all 1567 screens of those logged in watching.

"Do you want to make her cum? Bidding starts at $5. Top bid gets to control the speed and intensity of 3215's devices. Who wants to win a chance to make slave 3215 cum."

In 30 seconds the price was already up to $200, and when the bidding was over it had stopped at $765. Glen had taken the 5 minutes duration of the poll to install a small but rather intense vibrator against her clit and had quickly synced it to her through the tablet.

"Congratulations "Pumperhrder" you're the winner with a bid of $765".

"Fuck yeah!" Pumperhrder was at home with his underwear pulled down to his knees stroking his cock as he watched this milf slave on his computer screen. His name was Quinn and he lived alone in a small cabin. There were not a lot of women here in this forsaken state, and even fewer that liked to be bound and used. He spent his days in the Alaskan oil fields, and then his nights and weekends sitting in front of his computer watching porn and stroking his cock. Then he discovered The Yards and loved being able to take part in the slave grading and debasement of the slaves he followed. He moved his mouse with his free hand and clicked the start button and turned the clit vibrator on to 3. He gripped his cock harder when he saw slave 3215's body jerk as the vibrator came to life.

Erin jerked in her bindings as she felt the soft plastic against her clit come to life, causing the device she was in to sway slightly. She started to get used to the nice soft vibrations, when suddenly the intensity increased. Her heart began to race, and her breathing became labored, as she shifted her hips into the buzzing machine.

"MMM, you like that don't you." Pumperhrder started to mess with slave 3215 clicking back and forth between 3 and 6 on the intensity of the clit vibrator.

"Would you like to talk to slave 3215 for just $50 more?"

"Hell yeah!" he clicked on the yes button.

"Please wait while we connect with your system. Would you like 3215 to see you masturbate for just $50 more?" He hit the yes button so fast he almost broke his mouse.

"Please adjust your camera accordingly, streaming will begin in 5, 4,"