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Claimed by Eli
(Crimson Rose)

Looking out over the vast stretches of grassland dotted with the occasional hill and varied types of trees, I watched as horses, cows and bulls lazily grazed and for the first time in my life I felt I could truly identify with them. Gobbling down a bite of baked potato, I moved my head slightly to the right and lapped up the icy water provided in another bowl while my eyes focused on what appeared to be an obstacle course for training horses and a small enclosed track. 

When I was done eating, I had the chance to meet my fellow dairy cows. Twenty-four year old Maria was a teller at Key Bank with two young kids so came about her lactation the natural way. Lauren ??" a twenty-nine year old pale-skinned redhead had triplets and twins and has been producing milk non-stop for the last seven years. The oldest of the cows ??" a thirty-three year old professor of business named Amy induced lactation as I had and has used it for the last decade as a means to afford her spending habits. And finally there was nineteen year old Kylie whom, despite her innocent appearance had spent the last year being trained as a sex slave.

"So, when you say sex slave?" I asked.

"I mean exactly what we're all doing tonight," Kylie answered. "Obeying every command without hesitation or complaint."

"But I'm not a sex slave. I'm not even submissive."

"No? Then why are you dressed as a cow at a party getting gang banged, milked and bred upon command? Why are you eating and drinking out of bowls like an animal and calling every man Master and every woman Mistress?"

"Because those are the rules."

"Rules of a sex slave, honey. This is my seventh such party and I can assure you that you are now in training and said training will not end when the sun comes up."

"What do you mean? The paperwork I read clearly said the..."

"I know what the paperwork says, Natasha, and I'm telling you this is only the beginning. You see that building over there?" she asked, pointing to what looked like a large barn. "You will end up in there before the night is over and when you do you'll be claimed by your new owner and trained completely."

"I don't think so!"

"It's not all that bad and the benefits are amazing as far as being a sex slave goes."

"I'm with Nat on this one," Maria chimed in. "There's no way in hell I'm being trained as a sex slave and they can't force me to do it either."

"Good heavens! Who said anything about forcing you?" Kylie countered. "No, they'll simply make it worth your while. I can't go into details as I'll be in breach of contract if I do, but trust me, every woman can be bought and the Hamiltons have the money to make it happen. Each of you has been specially selected. They want you and they will have you no matter the cost. Take my word for it, before this night is over you will all be sex slaves in training."

"Never going to happen," Maria and I said in unison.

"We'll see. I said the same thing a year ago and here I am. And I'm not the only one. In fact, in the time I've been serving the Hamiltons I've seen exactly seventy-three breeding cows turned into sex slaves."

"And how many refused?" Amy asked.

"None."