You could become a master if you knew the right people, had the right of money and were corrupt and perverted enough to enjoy the benefits of owning a...slave.At first, it was just the defeated elites and their children who were enslaved. Ben and the original rebels had great times putting these former high bred, snobby elites in their proper place. They loved forcing the former prim and proper families of high society to beg for the opportunity to blow them, or be fucked in the ass or pussy.. She opens her legs further, urging him on, wanting him to touch her."Please." She murmurs.He smiles at this. His wife, the one who wasn't interested in him until yesterday, after months and months of neglect, begging him to touch her. To please her.Slowly he starts to circle his finger on her swollen nub. His touch is light and only occasionally does he increase the pressure to please her. She moans with each circle that his finger makes. He lowers his head and teases her entrance with his. Not even the sluts themselves cares about their own lives, only the pleasure of men. You see, in factories where the nasty sluts are born, the moment they are pushed out they are sent to training facilities. From birth they are then taught to worship men and their cocks. They are taught how to suck dicks, eatcor drink whatever is given to them (piss, cum ect.) and how worthless and inferior they are to men. Essentially, they are brainwashed and only taught how to serve cocks and not to think of. Ann stood up and looked down at me. “Do you like my new jeans?” she asked, spinning around in her high heels. Her size zero figure was enticing. “Yes,” I replied. Ann sat back down in the conference room chair. She looked at me and stayed quiet. “What is wrong my American man? You seem distant,” Ann intoned. “We should focus on business,” I replied. Ann leaned back in her chair and smiled. “You are right,” she replied. “We should focus more on business. “You are going to teach us how to be.