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Message updated 6th Mar 2021

Thursday, 2 September 2021

Letters Home From the Newly Enslaved

 Dear Mr and Mrs Walters,

Thank you for entrusting your son Simon to us. I enclose a snap of him, taken here at the Slave Reception Centre in Twisted Forks. As you can see he is well and happily settling into his temporary quarters here. He is a fine boy and my staff report that he has an obedient and accomodating nature which I hope to verify myself in a night or two. Simon is already undergoing intensive training in preparation for his entry to the Slave Disposal Auction where I feel confident he will do you proud and achieve a good price in excess of the reserve you specified for his sale. He has written a brief note to you which I have enclosed below.

The law requires me to advise you that here is a 28 day 'cooling off' period from the date of this letter during which we are not permitted to sell him and you can change your mind and redeem your son's Slave Indenture for the standard fee specified on the Government web site plus our own administration fee and accomodation charges (pro-rata) as per the price list enclosed below. 

In the unlikely event he fails to meet your reserve at auction, he will be entered into a Clearance Sale and you will be paid the standard rate for familial donations as specified by the law. Once sold he will be given a new enslavement identity and all contact with him will be ended.

Yours respectfully,

Garfield Shaftbury
(SRC Welfare Superintendant)


 Dear Mum and Dad,

Here I am at Twisted Forks. Ha ha! I am OK, I guess, although it's all been a bit of a shock. The chains are a bit of a drag, ha, ha! I don't blame you for sending me here, I know you needed the money and I guess I've been a pain in the ass for you these last few years. Actually Dad's whuppin's were good training for the way they do things here. So have the lessons Uncle Victor used to give me when he was looking after little Robbie and me. Ooops! I guess I never told you about them. Sorry they haven't given me a rubber. Anyway, they are giving me plenty of food and making me do lots of physical training, I don't know why since I've been told I probably won't be used for farm labour but what they call 'contact services'. Sounds like a cushy number. I hope! Ha ha! Anyway I hope I raise enough money for you so that you don't have to send Robbie here too when he turns 18, that's if Dad doesn't drink it all first. 

Your loving son,


P.S. Can you send me a bar of chocolate? 


Inspired by photo of Yaroslav, The New Slave, by Russian Captured Guys

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