Essay on the Establishment of My Erotic Slave Salon

I am the owner of a massage-erotic salon located in the Northern capital. Should you wish to visit it, you can easily stumble upon it while strolling during the cloudy Leningrad days along Nevsky Prospekt. And you will find my salon by the self-explanatory sign. The first, topmost, inscription on it reads "THE HOUSE OF SLAVE OWNER ALEXANDER KORSAKOV-SCHMIDT" – and it presents first and foremost my brand, my personal slave-owning business, to which I have already dedicated 15 years of my life. The second inscription, a bit lower, is more specific and self-explanatory: "MASSAGE-EROTIC SALON". Perhaps you will find this sign somewhat

banal or boring, lacking any spark of piquancy, but I, first and foremost, adhere to the rules of conservatism and maintaining a certain historical continuity in running my business: well, in the old days, even in Ancient Rome, they didn't call their slave-owning companies, trusts, and, let's say, other communities in some fancy and provocative way. At least not for the most part. Moreover, I believe that, firstly, by naming my salon in such a way, I would primarily attract all sorts of foul-smelling, unpleasant, and cunningly clever marginals, and, secondly, I would create a bad or inappropriate reputation for it. Try to reason for yourself: "Massage-erotic salon" sounds much more official and status-worthy than, say, the impudent and outrageous inscription "Sizzling whores for a fuck" that might adorn the facade of slave owner G.'s building. Although I won't argue that the example of slave owner G. evokes a much deeper kind of excitement and would likely attract a greater number of clients.

Well, and most of all, it is dear to me for its existing, let's say, staff. Here, in the salon, I have only 4 slave girls working. Why do I write "only"? Because in each of my separate brothels, I keep at least 10 slave girls, from whose legal exploitation I receive good dividends without much trouble. I earn a lot of money, firstly, due to democratic prices, and consequently, high demand, and, secondly, due to excellent candidate selection. Therefore, due to a certain shortage of personnel, the prices in my massage-erotic salon are slightly higher than in my aforementioned brothels. But they are also higher for this reason: these 4 slave girls I actively encouraged to attend all sorts of courses to improve their qualifications: massage courses, blowjob courses, good manners rules for slave girls, and the like. Yes, I undoubtedly had to invest money – and invest heavily, but these investments paid off literally within a few weeks due to the considerable joy of my salon's clients in the improved skills of my girls. I also have to invest generously in the very ordinary maintenance of the salon girls. On average, for one such slave girl, I spend about 150,000 narodny rubles per year, which is a large sum. These expenses are varied: starting from food, soap and cosmetics, ending with the purchase of expensive branded items and trips to short-term vacations for my slave girls to warm regions.

By the way, let me introduce you to my slave girls. And at the same time, I'll tell you about the rates... First, I will deign to introduce you to slave girl No.-2004-58290-16072027 (I provide the number in accordance with the Certificate of Ownership of a Slave issued to me by the department of the Ministry of Slave Affairs. It also replaces the passport name and surname, and the passport itself. The first 4 digits of the number ("2004" in this case) correspond to the slave girl's year of birth), or, somewhat more traditionally (and it's more habitual for me to call her that) – Dashenka. I bought her at the Minrab slave market just for the opening of my salon. I even bought her somewhat expensively – for 350,000 narodny rubles, with the average price for such a slave girl being 250,000-300,000 n.r. Fortunately for my wide wallet, she paid for herself relatively quickly. See for yourself: just from the number of blowjobs performed, she fully recouped her price in just over a year. A blowjob in my salon performed by Dashenka costs 200 narodny rubles, and the receipts issued for this over that period accumulated to nearly 2,000 pieces. The same picture (even with a hint of increase) is observed in the subsequent unspecified period – i.e., thus my initial investments have only multiplied over the 5 years of my ownership of Daria from just one income item.

What does Dashenka look like? Well, as indicated above, I pay attention to high standards of appearance among my girls, hence Dashenka is no exception. Expressing it in the somewhat dry language of numbers accepted in my slave-owning business, she is a young blue-eyed blonde with a pretty, freckled face and somewhat plump lips. My property is 1 meter 75 centimeters tall, weighing around 50-55 kilograms, with the following body parameters: 87-60-88. And if to express it not sparingly, then Dashenka represents a true aesthetic delight and a sought-after pleasure for human eyes. Upon seeing her, you will never tear your greedy gaze away from such magnificence. Just believe me. I learned her story from the seller's words, and later from her own words as well. She ended up in her slave position due to her own voluntary desire: she didn't want to live like everyone else, i.e., go to an ordinary job and take care of herself, but wanted to be under someone's authority – so that someone would provide for her (the myth that slave owners were and are cruel – is nothing more than a myth, for ask yourself: would you, for fun, break, for example, your computer, car, or any other expensive property of yours? It seems, on the contrary: you take every care of that same expensive equipment, cherish and protect it like the apple of your eye. Only a few of you are ready without a shadow of such doubt to smash your own car... well... just for kicks) and someone would determine her fate for her. At the time of her purchase, Dashenka was 21 years old. She even managed to study for 4 years at a university in a specialty boring for her worldview before she could make a final decision about her position in society. She has a calm, even somewhat vulnerable, melancholic character. This last trait makes her something like fragile crystal, which is easily offended or upset by something. But, fortunately for anyone who inadvertently annoys my Dashenka, her offense or upset passes relatively quickly – one just needs to distract her attention to something pleasant for her. Her erudition and general education also catch the eye: she navigates Russian classical poetry without problems, can recall something from the works of Umberto Eco or John Fowles (regarding the latter, she once aptly noted that I am Clegg from "The Collector" in reverse, who constantly tormented his "specimen" with captivity and impenetrable stupidity, but she, in turn, is the opposite of Miranda Gray, who disliked her position of being locked in a basement), give an example from a David Lynch film, or talk about the causes of the Great Depression. She also knows languages: French, English, and, albeit at a conversational level, my native German.

Yes, such a joy will give you a massage for just 250 n.r. If you want to add a passionate blowjob to it, which Dashenka manages to do in a particularly gentle way – pay another 200 n.r. Want classic sex with her? No problem! That's another two hundred from you. Total, 650 n.r. for the full set of joys. Of course, this will be somewhat expensive considering that the average salary after all deductions in Leningrad is around 4,000 n.r. But you have the opportunity to save significantly by purchasing a standard subscription for Dashenka. This subscription will allow you to use the full set of services of my slave girl for 1 hour and 15 minutes per day for 5 working days. Cost – 1,700 n.r. What, expensive again? But you can easily recoup this price by using the above-described set of services just 3 times + one massage! And as practice showed, the funds spent on the subscription were fully recouped already on the second "date" with the mischievous Dashenka, often dressed in an expensive snow-white set of lace lingerie with beautiful fabric garters on her legs or in an elegant long black dress on her naked body... Thus, this is more than a profitable offer. However, my job is to offer, and yours... well, let's say, to pay for the maximum subscription with the possibility of taking Dashenka to your home or another secluded place within our city for a whole week. The price of the question is 8,000 narodny rubles, but believe me – this is an even better offer than all the aforementioned ones, because in addition to services related to physicality, you can also get the experience of communicating with such a girlish joy. Also, most importantly, this subscription will allow you to subjugate Dashenka to your will: you will have the right, for example, to force her to clean the house, cook you a delicious breakfast, wake you up with a blowjob, and later go to the store and buy your favorite coffee, brew it and bring it to you in bed and obediently wait on her knees in front of the bed until you finish your hot drink, after – talk to her about yesterday's film screening, unceremoniously start groping her intimate places, smoothly transition to having passionate vaginal sex with her and so on, and so on, and so on... The most important condition required from you is not to inflict irreversible physical and psychological trauma on my legal property. But we have already discussed this, as I recall.

An attentive reader might have possibly noticed that I inadvertently or deliberately did not mention anal sex as a service anywhere earlier. Well, what can I do – I failed to keep the secret, so I'll have to tell about such an unpleasant embarrassment. The fact is that Dashenka finds it so unpleasant that she is only willing to agree to it for large tips. As an exception, she may agree to it if you are her regular client – this is a kind of manifestation of respect... However, I don't force her to torment her lovely butt, so after the first complaints, I excluded anal from Dasha's sexual "repertoire." But, tell me, isn't the forbidden fruit sweeter than the blatantly available? Wouldn't it be interesting for you to gradually win the lady's favor – and only then, finally, enjoy the narrow Dasha's butt, which you have so long desired to enter?

However, if you are eager to try anal sex in my salon, then there is another slave girl of mine for that – Annochka or, based on the number indicated in the Certificate, No.-1999-0777-84020425. This, at first glance, innocent brunette (if you, by some miracle, saw her in everyday clothes, and not in luxurious lingerie, stilettos, and high black mesh or classic stockings with a garter belt – in other words, in her "signature" outfit) – is an experienced prostitute who started her professional path at the young age of 19. She began practicing courtesanship while still a free citizen, but since prostitution in the People's Union State is prohibited and criminalized for full-fledged members of society, after 4 years of such trade, she was once caught red-handed by the guardians of order. I don't remember how she wriggled out and avoided trial – I only recall that it wasn't without a thorough "demonstration" of Annochka's skills to the gentlemen cops, and it all ended with her becoming the personal slave (read: an always-available prostitute) of the head of the Internal Affairs department for the city of Leningrad. For some time, he used and used her in such perverted acts that even Michał Witkowski with his "Lovetown" never dreamed of, until he got bored – and finally put her up for sale on the slave market for 200,000 n.r. to at least accumulate a little capital in the face of the swiftly approaching retirement age of an Internal Affairs officer. It was for this price that I acquired Annochka around the same time as Dashenka. Perhaps you will ask the reason for such a different price – why is the experienced Annushka, who already had the invaluable skill of spilling and pouring all sorts of white fluids on herself and into herself, a whole 150,000 narodny rubles cheaper than the "green" at that time Dashenka? I will answer: in the slave-owning craft, among slave girls-hypothetical priestesses of love, it is not so much the skills, which can often be developed in 2-3 months of intensive training, that are valued, but rather, let's say, the "golden ratio" of tall height, a slender figure at least close to the coveted 90-60-90, young age, general attractiveness of the body and face, general level of education, and voluntariness of entering slavery. Hence, Annochka, as it turns out, is a bit "worse" than Dashenka: a beautiful but rather simple face without a "spark," height 1 meter 62 centimeters, weight 45 kilograms, bust circumference 86 centimeters, waist – 63 centimeters, and hips – 81 centimeters. And she never studied at such a university, and essentially ended up in slavery not of her own free will (although she got used to it).

Although Annochka somewhat "loses" in beauty to Dashenka, however, she will arrange a true anal feast for you without any extra questions for just 300 narodny rubles. Even pound her all evening (of course, if you paid). She is generally little embarrassed after the perversions experienced in the apartment of the somewhat balding comrade major. I think, with proper negotiation skills, you can persuade her for a modest fee even to accept a golden shower right into her invitingly open female mouth or to dirty BDSM sessions. A pleasant surprise for you will also be the news that in the case of Annochka, the aforementioned coveted forbidden anal fruit is included in the cost of the standard subscription, among other things – which makes this offer even more profitable than in the case of Dashenka. In general, gentlemen, you have a dilemma: pay one price for "crystal" – and get some inconveniences included with it, or pay absolutely the same price for "enamel" – and still subjugate, like Mamai, all the excesses that "crystal" will give only if it is in a good mood. This is the charm of Annochka. This, you know, is simplicity, which, thanks to some indescribable inner core, competes on equal terms with the most refined in the world.

Here is another slave girl of mine – No.-2003-0811-66300197 or, in civilian life, Yanochka somewhat resembles the elite smart Dashenka. She is half Tatar – and therefore has a somewhat exotic for the northern capital swarthy skin and, as is easy to guess, is dark-haired herself. It's just that her fate is even somewhat more tragic than that of the same Annushka: at the age of 18, she was deceitfully turned into slavery by her own father and sold to the Turkmen Autonomous Socialist Republic, so that she would become a slave of a local oil magnate. This magnate abused her quite severely: he tormented her with whippings, forced her to stand in uncomfortable positions tied up, and psychologically humiliated her, calling her the worst names – in general, all within those exceptions when owners, for some reason, like to beat their property, which, by the way, costs a lot of money. However, fate decreed that this oil magnate was exposed by the Committee of Secret Service agents in financial machinations and, incidentally, in working for the Persian Shah. The appointed session of the People's Court unequivocally sentenced him to the Highest measure of punishment, and all his property, including slaves, was confiscated in favor of state organs. That's how Yanochka ended up in the hands of the Ministry of Slave Affairs, where she worked for some time as a seamstress, and later was put up for sale at a price of 300,000 n.r. That's when I bought her, though this time not forgetting to bargain – and bought her with a discount of 30,000 narodny rubles, although, in principle, she was worth her three hundred thousand: height 1 meter 67 centimeters, weight 64 kilograms, and body parameters of 91-71-91 in combination with the general exoticism of appearance gave her a special, Eastern beauty.

If we talk about her character, then the years of humiliation, on the one hand, broke Yanochka, turning her into a weak-willed, uninitiative girl. On the other hand, this trait had another side of the coin: she was easily coerced into something, something imposed on her, and, in the end, her lack of will and initiative could be tricked under the pretext of the urgency of someone else's will for Yanochka. Yes, I instilled in her that she needed to become a "worker" in my salon. You will surely say that I am a monster, but if you please: what alternatives does she have? She essentially has no family. Nor education or work experience, in principle, either. Even if I had freed her from slavery after the purchase, starting the procedure of returning her lost Civil status, she simply would not have been able to integrate into normal life. You will say: provide Yanochka with work and education. But again, if you please. I won't even be offended that you – a slave owner who owns hundreds of slaves – took me for Mother Teresa. I would rather find it incomprehensible how this would solve her main problem – the complete and irrevocable becoming deeply weak-willed and led by the will of her master? All that will happen after this fact is accomplished – Yanochka will simply become a de facto slave of some boss, say, of a notary office or another representative of the "bossing" of some other undemanding, boring little job requiring female meticulous attention. Does she need it, given that she would receive there tens of times less than she actually receives from me now, working