Recommended Reading

by Randall Austin

A judge sentences an honours student to life enslavement for a drunk crash, then advises him from the bench that his love of history will serve him well: study your owner's past, the better to serve him. His old school friends visit him in jail. Later they borrow him for campus slave games.

by Pete Brown

Pete Brown watched Crufts and worked out the slave equivalent: breed classes, obedience trials where the handler leaves the ring, agility courses, stud fees for the champions. The narrator arrives as a soldier the UN convicted of war crimes. The show is the best of it; the book later wanders off into domestic drama.

by Master Redbeard

A fundamentalist father finds his son's magazine cuttings and sells him at the slave hall the week the boy turns eighteen. The Major who buys him settles the father's last scruple with doctrine: using a male slave is not the sin of homosexuality. Then he invites the father to stay for the party.

by Waddie Greywolf

An eighteen-year-old rodeo champion belongs to a bald, red-bearded outlaw biker thirty years his senior, and spends the book refusing to call him Master. Red's answer is a prophecy delivered in one unbroken breath: what the boy will become, how he will crawl to it, and how gladly. A long haul in heavy dialect.

by Evan Andrews

An alien implant reroutes orgasm so it can only arrive through a master's mouth, and the second phase narrows it to one specific rank of mouth. The caste system ends up enforced by the slave's own nervous system. Nobody has to threaten anything, and punishment is only ever an absence.

by Randall Austin

A debt over fifteen thousand triggers the state review, and it is the brothers who walk him through it. One of them signs the Direct Discipline waiver that upgrades him to convict-grade punishment, sold as protection against hazing, cashed inside the hour. The consent is real and documented. It belongs to the wrong man.

by Bill Smith

A collector walks his guests stall by stall and prices each man aloud: provenance, training, capability, handling, who gets him tonight. The German farms ship numbered model lines, and low serials are pitched to the room as appreciating assets. The evening it all builds toward gets one sentence.

by alphatoomega

Twenty-two vignettes off one world bible, and the bible is the draw: sentencing tiers that flex on how you behaved at arrest, a profit split with the state, a deadline for reporting a bolted slave. The public urinal is plumbed in properly, the cage threaded onto the waste pipe.

by Laura S. Fox

Pleasure-servants spend three years at the Institution having the gag reflex destroyed and every stir of arousal caned out of them, kept ritually pure while being trained to serve. The charge is in the sexless boy who has been built to be used.

by Randy MacAnus

A planted friend gives rigged advice, a drug deal runs on credit, the collateral is worthless, and the baggies are mostly oregano. By the time the blonde teen understands the funnel he has signed himself over, and his father and brothers follow him into it.

by slave 7

Thirty-six hours after arriving at the Arizona ranch he is shaved, collared, tailed and verbally agreed to a trial period. No safe word: the master carries the limits instead, and a ball-stretcher ring is added for every year served.

by Jim Walker

Domination priced by the item on the Tube: a hundred to suck, a hundred to lick ass, a hundred to cum, a hundred to get roughed up. The heat is the extraction itself, a rich man handing over money he has stopped pretending he can spare.

by lookke

He answers a couple's ad, serves one trial dinner, and the ladder starts: uniform, chastity, display. It ends in a rented cabin serving a dozen men for a week, each session having quietly made the next one thinkable.

by Devlin Farr

The farm-master names the sequence out loud — shave, collar, gear, regime, objectification — and runs a visiting journalist through all five inside a day. He goes into the stalls as Pit, on a hypnosis schedule, with the interview notes still in his car.

by Mel Rankin

A military government grants veterans the right to conscript whatever resources their readjustment requires. A rugby stud who keeps his own sub is requisitioned as one of them, and broken chore by chore into the thing he used to own.

by anon

A campus where volunteer slavery is federal law, told by five narrators whose versions overlap and contradict — the rickshaw slave, his cousin, two freshman masters, and a boy being delivered. The same week from inside and above the collar.

by Jay

Thirty men, communal showers, nowhere to be alone. The storage closet becomes contested property, and a rich twink's nightly service to his straight bully turns into currency the moment a third recruit walks in on them.

by s. jenks

A West-African beach house, a business partner, and the slow realisation that the boyfriend was bought. What follows is the guest reasoning himself toward the thing he has always wanted: not a scene with a safe word, but an owner and no way back.

by DikThik

A newly ordained priest taken at Heathrow and broken over months in a Gulf compound. The book runs in third person while his suppressed first person survives only in brackets, contradicting his own spoken words in real time.

by Slave 7

The Slave Center is a retail chain — it evaluates, trains, sells, transports, certifies, and publishes a glossy journal with owner workshops in the back. A contented pack mule is passed down its supply line, one notch deeper at every handoff.

by jdr

A retired colonel baits a combat sergeant's pride into a blanket-consent contract — when were you last tested to the max? — then holds him to it once the acts turn sexual. The sergeant is then used as bait for the next two.

by anon

A licensed annual hunt across a university city-state, and a wrestling professor who spends his first licence on two colleagues. The household he builds runs on jealousy: rotating rank between the two subs, and each made to discipline the other.

by slavebear1976

Slaves tagged by colour — red for criminals and always permanent, yellow for the homeless, blue for volunteers, green for the family-sold — with the state matching a family sale up to three hundred percent. The paperwork is the horror.

by slavebear1976

Twelve weeks of engineered growth on a desert farm, staged by chastity cages that change colour as they shrink — blue, green, orange, red — each swap timed to a milestone the men can feel arriving. The harvest is sold as a delicacy.

by slave david

A worldwide Network grooms gay men in London into signing away their lives, then chips them so thoroughly that no slave has ever escaped. With escape foreclosed, the book can follow them anywhere — and does, for years, to very different ends.

by anon

The strict diet, the gym regimen, the permanent electrolysis — an eighteen-year-old learns mid-sentence that all of it was market prep, and that he is the fifth son his father has sold. Half a million, then customisation begins.

by Master Redbeard

Three jocks sentenced to five years for a firework prank, sold at a novelty auction in the underwear they wore to school. An implant holds the erection, a strap forbids the finish, and the crowd reads the boner as consent.

by Bill Smith

A collector leads his slaves by a chain through a ring in the glans, tethered to walls, kerbstones, each other. He stages orgies for his set until the government seizes all six hundred and fifty of them and he ends as a brothel whore in Africa.

by Pete Brown

Market overt: a medieval common-law doctrine holding that goods sold openly pass clean title even when stolen. A cocky young cop investigating the convoys is hooded, sold under it, and driven home naked as somebody's lawful property.

by Pete Brown

A London fitness instructor answers an advert too good to be true and is shipped to the Amazon, processed, and auctioned for real. The closing scene reveals who staged it and how little that changes.

by anon

Koru are never priced one at a time. They step onto the platform scale in packs of four to ten, against a rate published that morning in Rio — one kilogram of living slave flesh, forty-nine cents. A hundred and seven chapters of the arithmetic.

by Randall Austin

The roasting trestle stands in the field: crossbars, cinches, automated pulleys. Through the afternoon heat the bucks are cuffed by the ankles, oiled, and hoisted eleven feet to hang inverted, so the imposed tan browns evenly everywhere.

by Mattspank

Rank your choices, set a maximum, and the allocation waterfalls to your second and third if you lose — a silent auction run like a housing lottery. Two flatmates with a lottery win and a fresh owner's licence inspect four men and buy none.

by Master Zombieemperor

A second personality is installed to pilot the body while the original stays awake inside it, aware and unable to reach the controls. Every scene runs twice — what the dog does, and what the man watching from behind his own eyes thinks of it.

by Metullus

A nineteen-year-old inherits his father's estate and spends the day exercising what comes with it, then buys five men at market and breaks them in together at the bathhouse — two of them made to bring themselves off while it happens.

by anon

A ring through the tongue pulled up and out through the nose: it silences the man and deforms the face, permanently, with no way to undo it. Twenty-two of them are chained in an English farmer's sheds, and one is his own nephew.

by derekryder_

Erection level, bladder, orgasm, speech — all of it overridden from a paired phone. Backpackers trick a friend into lifelong slavery for a green card while two others run a stolen mind-control drug, and both schemes come apart on the same man.

by made2suffer

There is a clause in his contract permitting resale. The Florida trip he was told was a birthday gift is a paid two-week trial for an English sadist, with four million discussed over his head while he works out what the visit is.

by Tom L.

A 1682 prince's harem, two Army Rangers processed at a modern Afghan compound and gifted to his descendant, and the compound itself. Three novellas the epilogue joins into one bloodline without forcing them into a plot.

by derekryder_

The regime's worst punishment is furniture: men fixed as toilets and urinals, bricked into walls, kept alive on a drug feed for as long as it takes. The first man ever enslaved under it escapes and comes back with an army.

by ukbastinado

Four thousand dollars in default, and the training on the island is run by guards still learning. The officer coaches them mid-stroke — shorter arc, it bites more; angle it, that catches the meat of the palm — over the body they are practising on.

by cyclone

Two ways to run people as an asset class: personality-test your overseers and teach them controlled empathy for lower attrition, or hire anyone and burn through both sides. A converted Tennessee high school trains the new class on fresh stock.

Five jocks prank a teammate onto a real enslavement conveyor, then work out that confessing would only get him declared high-risk anyway. The second run is the point: the fetishist who talked them into it goes down the identical line, station by station, while his friends watch through the glass.

A leather Master runs a paid thirty-day jail where other Masters send slaves who broke house rules, and members rate them out of five stars like rideshare drivers. It earns its last page: a permanent cage on the table beside cash and clean clothes, and the boy choosing in front of you.

by Lewis

A man signs a five-year dog contract and the book spends thirteen chapters taking his language away, until he has forgotten how to stand. Read it for the conditioning: a drug that swaps shit for pleasure and food for agony, delivered as engineering rather than metaphor. The prose is unedited, and there is a real dog in chapter thirteen.

by Rex

The manumission comes in chapter one and changes nothing. Deril buckles the collar back on himself and goes on calling the man master. A monster-hunter afraid of dying childless buys two women and a boy to build a household around his freed lover. Ownership as domesticity.

by Rex

Owner POV, and the narrator likes himself: a kidnapper who winks at his own villainy while running six human ponies on a competition circuit. The book abandons the ceremony it spent four chapters building in order to break one pony's temper instead. That detour is the best thing in it.

by UK Bastinado

He turns himself in. The Bureau makes him say why out loud, in a psychological fitness interview that is the most erotic thing in the chapter. Watch the auctioneer set a no-pain rule for inspections, then watch the second auction break it with canes while nobody remarks on it.

by Habu

Rome under Caligula. An armorer's third son is used through the gladiator pens before his family's debts sell him properly. The ending is the whole point: his father's fortunes recover, he comes to buy his last child back, and the boy shuts the door on him.

by Habu

Antebellum South Carolina, and a boy who is currency: sold cheap, gambled over, handed up into a carriage to settle a debt. It closes refusing to say who was trading whom. The eye-dialect is heavy going and the interiority is told rather than felt.

by Jason Land

A chronicle rather than a novel. An essayist narrator reports a male harem into existence across ten chapters with almost no dialogue, and the sex is summarized along with everything else. Then the Sultan dies, his devout uncle takes the throne, and the epilogue is a mass execution.

by Jason Land

One law holds the whole book up: a slave may never enter his master. Seven chapters withhold it, then spend it in a single sentence and go back to explaining Rome. Read it for the shape, not the writing.

by Mushrush

A high-end slave broker spots his next acquisition on Skid Row: a nineteen-year-old junkie already owned by his dealer and addiction. He buys a fix, then ibogaine, then a new name. The pitch isn't obedience training, it's harm reduction. Breaking has already happened; the dealer just needs to take possession.

by Mushrush

A samba ensemble assigned to body parts: surdo on the torpedo, caixa on the glans, agogô on the sound, tamborim on the balls, pandeiro on the nips. The Electrician conducts. The boy sings each instrument's part involuntarily.

by Mushrush

Three case files, three pathways into Fletcher House: the Marine taken from a Hilton parking lot, the soccer midfielder spotted at a Nebraska skins-and-shirts game, the kinesiology student who walks himself in through a sex-toy catalog shoot. Recruitment as taxonomy.

by Mushrush

The capture is framed as a porn shoot: clapboards, three-camera setup, dub-later dialogue, eight co-producers each buying a four-hour fantasy day. The captive is also the talent. Settlement arrives in a sealed envelope with a cashier's check.

by Mushrush

Twelve hours in an open stone cell teaches the boy what "Present!" means. Food arrives only after he comes on the flagstone and licks it up while horse traders watch through the bars. The auction tag — Item #417 — comes last.

by Mushrush

Framed as a writer's commission for a Harvest Festival coffee-table book. The Yearling Games have five events: hard on command, cum while fucked, cum for distance, cum for repetition, cum for volume. Athletic categories for a livestock show.

by Matt W

On Drew's eighteenth birthday, his "uncle" Mr. Grey reveals the household's actual structure: Drew's parents are collared slaves on an eighteen-year contract, and the chore lists, curfews, and clean upbringing were the visible surface. Drew has twenty-four hours to sign the same contract or be cut off.

by Pete Brown

Two American Navy weight-lifters, Sean and Jeremy, drugged at a Persian Gulf bar, wake naked on a stone floor as a slaver named Shareem itemizes their bodies for the auction block. The horror lands because Shareem treats their muscle and coloring as inventory while they are still trying to grasp the day's date.

by J

Julius Flavius rapes a slave girl for two minutes, declares her no virgin, then turns on the boy who deflowered her — and the boy's punishment is to be deflowered himself. The symmetry is mechanical, not moralized, and it gives the scene its cold Roman authority.

by Pete Brown

Pete Brown's processing facility runs on calibrated indignity. The cattle-prod demonstration on the first man out of the van isn't punishment — it's curriculum. The doctor, mid-rectal-exam, chats about how "proper muscle from labour" fetches higher prices than gym muscle. Bodies enter as cargo, exit as inventory.

by Pete Brown

The hook is one detail above the rest: he was taken to order. A buyer specified the age, the height, the build. The holding facility's floors are electrified so guards don't carry prods. The shipping spec — "lightly clothed" — is itself a kink the new owner pre-ordered.

by Jake Ward

Winn, an abducted rich kid, is unzipped from a feces-stinking canvas bag by two compound slaves ordered to wash him before the Doctor will examine the merchandise. The hierarchy lands instantly: degraded by the men whose assignment is to clean him.

by Christian Debus

A young estate-owner, Andy, sells his steward Toby — the slave he has bedded since boyhood — to fund a bronze statue, after a "free" appraisal by the dealer reminds Toby he is livestock. Toby's anguished shouts from the inspection yard are the only emotional outburst, and Andy drives away.

by "anonymous4371@juno.com"

Juan, a wealthy Brazilian slave-breeder hosting an American houseguest, tops cinnamon rolls with cum from a teenage kitchen slave kept on-site, and lectures over coffee on breeding farms versus prison stock. The horror is in the domestic register: condiments, upholstery hides, matched-color chauffeurs as accessories to the car.

by Pete Brown

Framed as a sixty-year-old banker's pillow-talk recollection while a borrowed sheikh's slave lies beside him. The conceit escalates by procurement: a rival emir owns identical twins, so this one orders quads. Inside-leg measurements match; the two uncut ones get surgically corrected for visual symmetry.

by Pete Brown

Inverted-race dystopia where whites are the underclass and slaves still outrank them in courtesy. A bright inner-city white boy's teacher lays out the Butler Doctrine, named for the economist who rebuilt the post-crash economy: three classes equal within themselves, never across, separate buses and seating included.

by Billy Billy

The cohort breaks at different speeds, and each collapse normalizes the next. Social pressure does as much work as any whip in the story.

by Anonymous4371

Two longtime friends, Adam and Chad, discuss buying their former doctor at the next auction while one of them fucks Adam's house slave to punctuate the conversation. The dominant register is friendship economics — who collars whom, who can afford what — rather than erotic awakening.

by Jean-Christophe

A Persian Gulf prince lunches while two oiled, gold-cinched pleasure slaves hold the display position behind him, ornamental until summoned. When he orders them to fuck for entertainment, a third slave masturbates into his own hand to provide the lube. The household runs on this casual choreography rather than punishment.

by Anonymous4371

A reclusive billionaire stocks his private Indian Ocean island with six hundred slaves and hosts five international dealers for the weekend; each arrives bearing a slave as a house gift, one Greek boy wearing a red velvet bow tied around his genitals. At dinner, the waiters are milked into the guests' plates as cocktail sauce.

by Brown Pete

The trainer is a bored CEO who buys the marine as an executive expense write-off and proceeds to inspect the soundproofed sub-basement his late father built for unfinished slave projects. Slavery as inherited estate infrastructure, kept in working order by maintenance staff.

by Luc Milne

The narrator evaluates a breeder's dryness by riding him on a leather platform while the owner's nephew kneels between his thighs supplying lube from his own mouth and precum. Procurement as quality-control test, with the buyer's hole as the assay tool.

by Christian Q

Roman-tavern slavery told from within the labor: piss-pots emptied before dawn, urine sold to the fullers, the new slave learning that his virginity will be auctioned to drunk patrons in ten nights. The world isn't built around the protagonist; he's overheard inside it.

by Anonymous4371

A fabricated U.N. report frames the demographic — disappearance rates by country, age brackets, body types. Two parallel warehouses are then described: one for trainees from cultures that grew up around slavery, one for Westerners who first need to be "broken" to the concept. The taxonomy is the story.

by Pete Brown

The sharpest moment: the intake guard breaks character to warn the protagonist that re-education centers don't bother whipping. Men return obedient with "the look gone from their eyes," something vacant where the personality lived. The legal scaffolding isn't around the body. It's around the will.

by Ben Hur

A failed guard is branded with the same iron, collared the same way, given the next sequential slave number, and dropped into the cell beside men he was guarding hours earlier. What's distinct is how his former colleagues then refuse to recognize him — comradeship erased on procedural grounds, not emotional ones.

by itsaslave slave 640

A rancher who works slaves to crucifixion buys a fresh nineteen-year-old at market while bringing along his current favorite, scarred and weeks from his own cross, as a living preview. The whole transaction unfolds through the buyer's interior, no scene of use, just appraisal and the calculation of the older slave's coming end.

by Anonymous4371

The whole chapter is two Roman gentlemen comparing stock and haggling. Slaves are inspected mid-conversation, milked in the open street as a sample of "output," and bought on terms — banding, soldered collars, nose-rings — dictated to the dealer like spec sheets.

by Pete Brown

The narrator pisses into the new boy mid-blowjob and discusses bladder control in the same domestic register he'll later use for towel-drying technique and run pacing. Atrocity and household management share one voice.

by Pete Brown

A morning commute spent cataloguing a stranger's body for thirty paragraphs, ending on a glimpsed wrist tattoo. The reveal recasts every prior speculation as ownership inventory rather than fantasy, and the narrator returns home to his own slave without comment.

by Christian Debus

The narrator drives his pony to a court summons and pauses in the yard to watch seven new convicts being herded naked from the courtroom to the blacksmith's forge for branding. Slavery as municipal infrastructure — court, forge, dealer's pen — all sharing one back lot.

by Pete Brown

The selection scene runs the same logic twice: first the buyers eliminate by race and proportion in fatigues, then they order the boxers off and eliminate by cock size. The narrator-victim watches a comrade rejected for being out of proportion and stays silent.

by Mark James

The hook is the Kathara cut — a religious surgery the brothel bribed temple priests to perform on its boy whores, sewing the hole tight and piercing the cock through the head so it never hardens again. Sacred mutilation sold as luxury product.

by Pete Brown

Steve is the owner's gymnast and personal trainer, pampered above the field coffles, and the niggas treat him as collaborator until he sheds his shorts to take the tawse bare like them. The caning scene ends with the master's teenage son asking to pull the shorts down himself.

by Jean-Christophe / Christian Debus / Servus4u

Race-reversed setting where a Black buyer at a Black-owned emporium picks a white father and son out of a fresh Arab-slaver shipment because they remind him of himself and his own teenage son. Sentimentality as purchase logic. Co-authored, so the registers wobble; the premise carries it.

by Anonymous4371

Narrated by the trainer as a generational memoir. Father teaches son the trade across three childhood vignettes — penis-ringing, the ritual first fucking on the rutting bench, why slaves stay naked — before the son ever picks up a whip himself. Pedagogy is the genre.

by Anonymous4371

The narrator is property 512, son of the stud Aristotle, who has sired 1300 head and is sold off in the same lot as his offspring. The voice is the bred slave's own — flat, genealogical, untroubled by the fact that "Master Winfield's studbook" is the only family record he has.

by Pete Brown

A young heir to a Southern logistics demesne writes giddy emails to a college buddy across the ideological divide about his first day picking dray slaves from northern POWs, his enthusiasm sitting alongside the friend's increasingly appalled replies. Sale, collaring, branding, all narrated like a frat hazing.

by Anonymous4371

A bankrupt American is invited to Namibia and walked through the books. Beddington recites per-head upkeep, depreciation, organ-resale value and hourly cost against union wages; the human ponies, the farm whips and the appliance factory are quoted as line items in a labor-cost solution.

by Jean-Christophe / Christian Debus / Servus4u

A first-person confession told from inside the betrayal. The narrator was once led calmly through delousing and branding by a serene companion; six months on he is that companion, knowing by the end that his own replacement is already on the next transporter.

by Pete Brown

The dealer explains the business model out loud: a buyer at this price tier knows the paperwork is fraudulent and doesn't want to know more. The protagonist's plan to protest his way out is dismantled before he's even crated, by the men selling him.

Epilogue logic: the two pleasure-pain devices implanted in the protagonists can't be removed without killing them, so when their tenure as bar exhibit ends, they have to be re-auctioned. The story's interest is the device's market afterlife, not its first use.

by Pete Brown

The narrator was selected by lottery at age one and raised inside the family knowing it. His sixteenth-birthday processing day is rendered as graduation: parents drop him at the centre, he walks the last yards alone so any tears can dry before reception.

by Gerry Taylor

Mid-series chapter mostly given over to a single examination scene: each new slave milked prostate-first on a wooden table, his semen tasted and dictated to a note-taker ("Prostate: down and right. Semen: nuts"). Inventory as foreplay, foreplay as inventory.

by Steam Train

An authorized continuation. A man enslaved for fathering a child out of wedlock now caddies at Piney Hills Golf Club: tattooed, ringed, bit-gagged, occasionally promoted to "Alpha Caddy" for golfers who want course advice without quite admitting they're talking to a man. Institutional drift over plot.

by slave boy

Frank, a new neighbor, hosts a pool party that quickly becomes a glory-hole shed where the visiting couple's boss, school principal, and swim coach queue to use them. His proposal afterward: adopt their teenage sons, lease the boys' tuition-priced post-college labour, permanently collar the husbands.

by Master Redbeard

Debt-slavery dystopia where the religious catechism is sincere: God gives wealth, and slavery, to those who deserve them. Captain Winston collects the boy at the door, and later arranges for the boy's own father to come down his throat. Compliance through liturgy.

by Bastian Ward

Tomas brings his first slave to sell and leaves having signed a power of attorney and taken a guiche piercing. Both are what Livestock International requires to process him as the next lot. The horror is administrative: their slaves arrive with death certificates.

by Pete Brown

A liberal Northern teenager gets drunk in Florida, catches a drunk-and-disorderly charge, and wakes sentenced to lifetime slavery. Branded, chipped, entered in a sale catalogue. Brown's cruelty is bureaucratic. The spine of it is the ex-Marine studded out beside him, hired to breed women and then broken into wanting a man.

by Pete Brown

A captured Marine is sham-court-martialled as a rebel after the slavery South wins the second civil war, branded '639,' and sold into a gladiator stable where the bouts end in a public fuck. It's told as a freed man's memoir. Then he enslaves his own sons, to make them brothers.

by Pete Brown

The smug heir to a slave plantation refuses his uncle's breeding demand. So the uncle has him abducted, branded, and sold back to his own estate under a dead man's name, stabled next to the pony he used to whip. Every cruelty he catalogued in chapter one lands on him, in his own unbroken voice.

by Randall Austin

California legalises selling your bankrupt adult children, and Christopher goes to a farm-cannery for life. The trick is the narrator: his free best friend, who slides from horror into running the work gang, until the final chapter collars him too. The cruelty arrives in HR euphemism. Chastening, not beating.

by Richard Davies

An eighteen-year-old lets his debt-ridden father pledge him as loan collateral 'in name only.' The bank, and the father's ex-army lodger, make the name the whole of him. By the end the boy is a hardened overseer, choosing a quiet and deniable revenge on the master who broke him.

by Bill Smith

Slavery goes global and consolidates under twenty corporations. Slaveco turns its Kansas City pens into a twenty-one-cage plant sorted by origin, and the heat is all in the logistics: ninety-day guarantees, trade-in credit, output measured and tasted. A slave-market operations manual with the sex left in.

by Bill Smith

A dirt-poor heir inherits a slave-training empire and tours it, intake to auction floor to breeding farm, hardening into a magnate across twenty-five years. Everything is priced. The engine underneath is eugenic livestock science: rutting benches, milk-studs, an engineered 'Bates Best' line.

by Jean-Christophe

An inverted world where every white is Black-owned property. A comfortable stockbroker shops the Slave Emporium for his nephew's eighteenth and picks a weeping import to be shaved, collared, gift-wrapped, and left under the tree. The horror is all in the buyer's genial voice. Dehumanisation served with danishes and a loyalty discount.

by amh

A rich gay antiques dealer, drugged and passed around, begs a shaved-headed cowboy to erase him. House, car, name, all of it, keeping him as chained livestock on a Carolina farm. His own fantasy of total erasure is the engine, and it metastasises into a whole economy of Masters, auctions, and bondage contests with penalty clauses.

by Bill Smith

An Italian collector phones an Aegean trafficking house to order eight matched young men, bought as bearers for a Roman litter and chained to the poles by welded tit-rings, conditioned to stand hard at the sight of it. It runs on provenance files and price-haggling. The stock is milked at dawn and the master drinks it as breakfast.

by Anonymous

Near-future America pays its foreign debt in young men, rounded up at a football game and shipped to Gulf masters at twenty thousand a head. Olly is auctioned naked off a stadium stage. Across forty-four chapters he stops being the tribute and becomes the man who owns the next one.