Back In The UK - Part 1 - Nazira

 

As the evening Sun began to set, a Bombardier Challenger 850 business jet registered to Global International Holdings, crossed the Welsh coast at the tip of the Llyn Peninsula, at a height of 30,000 feet. It followed the coastline northwards and then eastwards heading for Manchester International Airport. It descended over the Cheshire countryside and turned on to its final approach.

After landing, its eight passengers and two crew members made their way to UK Immigration where their passports were inspected. The Two Border Force officers noted that the nine females all carried US passports and all were stamped 'Slave'. Up till that day they would have been refused entry and then 'confiscated' by the Border Force officers. Now the officers merely wondered how slaves could apparently be so happy and speculated about who could possibly own the gorgeous blonde. The address given for their destination was the Hilton Hotel, Manchester. The female officer thought that perhaps becoming a slave would not be such a disaster after all.

The accompanying male carried a UK passport but chose to pass through Immigration with the females. He showed the visas which allowed the slaves to remain in the UK for a year. The Border Force officers were aware that the Enslavement Department of the Home Office intended to do a promotional video for enslavement based on their visit.

A short while later, the party boarded a hired minibus and were driven to their hotel. For David Williams, it was his first return to the UK in two years. Then he had been the Senior Project Manager for Daresbury Projects Ltd. Now he was President and Chief Executive Officer of Global International Holdings Inc.

The hotel was housed in the 47 storey building that dominated the Manchester skyline. They had all gone to Cloud 23 at the top of the tower for drinks and some supper before going to bed to allow their body clocks to adjust to the five hour time difference from Atlanta. For David and Andrea their prime reason for being here was to get married. Of secondary importance was to set up the European dimension to his business.

His first phone call on returning to their suite was to his parents, Jim and Elspeth. This was to let them know he and Andrea had arrived safely and would be coming down to Cornwall as soon as he had checked their new home in Cheshire and finalised the takeover of Daresbury Projects Ltd.

Andrea took over the call, allowing David to ring Alice Buckley at Daresbury Projects to check all was ready for the completion of the takeover. Alice confirmed that it was and that also his new home was waiting for him. She agreed a time for the delivery of the keys and security codes. She also wished him a good weekend shopping. He groaned but he had promised Andrea that they would have a day's shopping in Manchester before moving into the new house.

As he climbed into bed, Andrea was still using her tablet computer to chat to David's mother about the wedding plans and looking forward to their first meeting later that month. They were still talking as he drifted off to sleep.

It was nearly noon the following day after a late breakfast, that they set out on their first shopping trip in Manchester, That night they all went to 'Lashings', one of David's old haunts. He wanted to see the UK fetish and BDSM scene in the last days before female slavery became a way of life.

'I wonder if the same thing will happen as in the States' pondered Andrea. 'There the clubs did well, at first. They were seen as a "hunting ground" for masochistic women who would be converted either voluntarily or through having sex more than three times in a month. Gradually this shifted to the clubs being slave only, somewhere you took your slave after you had bought her, not somewhere you went to find a slave. If you could buy a good looking slave, it didn't really matter whether she was into BDSM or not. She had no say in the matter. Her owner was completely free to do whatever he liked with her. Single free women were eventually excluded because they could not compete with what slaves could offer and carried huge risks. Giving a free woman a severe whipping could lead to jail.'

For David the club brought back memories. It was where he had met his previous girlfriend, Lucy. It was the scene of his whipping of the extreme masochist, whose name he thought was Judy or Julie. He couldn't remember her face; he thought that was because of the gag and the blindfold she had worn. He had tried to make contact but had been told that she was a student who only came in very occasionally.

His other memory was of the professional dominatrix, Miranda Leigh, so he made a few enquiries with the staff about Judy or Julie and Miranda. No one could remember a woman who matched his description of Judy or Julie and only one seemed to remember Miranda. The Assistant Manager said that Miranda had disappeared without trace. From the sound of it, that had occurred just about the time of his last tour of Afghanistan.

Andrea and Rachael went down to the dungeon, followed by Gwen, Cordelia, Jill and Giselle. They found a free whipping bench and began to play. Jill and Giselle found a whipping post and Jill ordered Giselle to strip, then she suspended her by her wrists from it before sorting through the racks of gags, cuffs, whips and tawses.

Ingrid and Susan came down to watch, with David. 'Giselle never whipped us' said Susan, 'She was always good to us, though we saw the marks on Saskia and Irene. They bore the brunt of her problems.'

As the two whippings began, several members came over to watch. By the time Jill and Andrea were literally into their swing the audience had swelled to fill the dungeon. The weals were already standing out in bright red and purple on Giselle and bright red on Rachael. When first Jill and then Andrea finished there was a round of applause from the audience. They left, promising to return the following day.

The following day was a Saturday, so there was a more shopping punctuated by lunch in a French restaurant in Deansgate. At that time of year it was common to have temperatures of 100 degrees Fahrenheit in Atlanta. In Manchester it was a more pleasant 75 degrees.

The evening saw a return to 'Lashings' and Cordelia, a confirmed masochist, had Andrea whip her in the dungeon. As on the previous night, they noticed that they had put more energy into the whipping than the other people that came and went. Once again a small crowd gathered around them to watch. Perhaps that would change when slavery became law and there was less need to protect a slave from injury compared to a free woman.

David took the opportunity for a chat with the club manager. He was only too aware of the experience in the US and was not optimistic about the future. On impulse David asked him if he'd thought of opening a suck bar in the New Year. He was quite interested in the idea but said that money would be the problem. It would not only mean buying the slaves but also a complete new refit. By the time they left, David had an agreement to take over the club in the New Year and to pay for conversion to a suck bar.