Thread: A Dystopian Dream (Extreme elements, Incest)  Cereus and BeautifulTease12

Stripping America's latest harvest of new pets, and slaves proceeded smoothly. Special cutters were used to strip away the girl's clothes, while most of the girls were still half stunned, and only a few put up any real resistance, which was quickly beat out of them. A few swats with an inert baton was usually all that was required, and after a few girls were made examples of, the rest fell into line, and allowed the dangerous looking men to complete their work. Discarded, ruined clothing, clutches, bags, and purses were all dumped into a large hopper, to later be incinerated at the Portland Oregon receiving station. Jewelry followed, including two captive bead clitoral piercings, all dumped into a second, much smaller hopper. Each nude young slave was then photographed, front, back, and face, then assigned a random ID number, before having their arms bound behind their backs with disposable plastic cuffs, and forced to sit on the floor at the back of the transport. They were nearly done, with only a few girls left...and Rodriguez had already abandoned all pretense of doing his job, and had the slave that was until recently known as Tiffany on her knees in front of him, her mouth open, pretty youthful tits pressed against his spread thighs, and his hand poised to deliver another slap to her face, when he paused for a moment...before twigging Flynn's sub voc, We've got a problem, boss . What did you do, Rodriguez? , Flynn responded. Not me, boss. It's Portland , he said, they can't take us, they're swamped. We're bingo to Reno . Fuck , was Flynn's only response, as he plugged into the nav network to find out what was going on. What was going on was that Portland was swamped with new captures....everyone had their quota's increased, and as usual, no one in the government had considered the impact that would have on processing stations. Flynn, and his team was lucky...there were a dozen transports just like his holding for an open loading bay, and they'd likely continue holding for hours. Reno was just 45 minutes from Portland by ground effect vehicle, and while it meant more time on the job, there were certain benefits to being locked up with nearly 30 nude young girls. Outside of the obvious, there were going to be long reaching impacts of that simple plan change for Melody, and two of her classmates. Pets harvested from one region, were always shipped to another region for eventual sale. Reno would consider Melody, and other lovely girls taken that night as locals...and Melody would be shipped back to Portland as a consignment sale to Pampered Pets. It was not a place her father would ever see her, but her brother lived less than a mile from the shop, and passed by it frequently. Flynn looked up, and coughed to get his team's attention...all but Rodriguez, who already had his swollen cock in Tiffany's unwilling mouth, Pay attention. We won't be down for another 45 minutes. Keep the cargo quiet, gentlemen, and feel free to have a little fun before we pass the new sluts off to the receiving station . For the first time since Flynn took the offered promotion to Lieutenant, he too would be free to sample the nubile cargo he was in charge of. 45 minutes in the air, then another 15 to 30 minutes to dock gave him ample time to enjoy the fruits of his labor. He glanced down the line of silent, for the most part, naked girls, his gaze finally resting on the last girl they'd harvested. Melanie, he thought, trying to remember the name whispered into his earbud when he'd struck her with his slaver's baton. He nudged the sergeant next to him, then nodded at Melody. That one, bring the pretty slut to me, Sergeant .