Few hours later a man quietly leaves the room closing the door behind him.
On a bed behind him he left two sleeping women who were exhausted to their wits end.
The day of work might be over for them but he still had things to do.
It was already completely dark outside. He went all the way to the end of the corridor and entered his office.
It would be pitch black in the room if it wasn't for the dim light of the massive wall screen. In this light he could see a woman sitting at the end of the table in front of the screen.
He kissed her on the neck and hugged her from behind after which he started to move his hands across her body. He could clearly feel the life growing inside of her.
>You missed the bedtime tonight Ida.
>Oh, I just didn't feel like it.
>Hmm? What's wrong.
>It's nothing.
He now looked up on the screen. Four windows were opened all 4 with the detailed descriptions of the new girls in the household.
Through his slave database he could access the information about every individual slave in the Megacity some of which the actual slave owners didn't know themselves.
Not a single slave sold in this place would slip under his radar. Even the ones from the black market ended here sooner or later.
>Is this about one of the new girls? What was her name Lisa?
>Hmm, did the girls tell you about what happened today?
>They did, maybe with too much detail.
>Well, it's not only that...
He looked on the screen again, he could tell she was looking through all their profiles. He took the remote from Ida's hand so he can take a look too.


The first profile said:
[NAME]: Ruby
[PRE-ENSLAVEMENT SURNAME]: Lester
[AGE]: 16
[ORIGIN]: Old Worlders' Refuge, caught during a raid
[RELATIVES]: Sister (Lisa) [ENSLAVED] [SAME HOUSEHOLD]
It was followed with more technical details about her. Down to her whole genome sequence.
The interesting parts were the comments he had made when he was evaluating them on day one as the learning material.
They were more for him than anyone else in this regard.
[NOTES]: Intelligent, cunning and bratty. I'm pleased he had seen through her facade so easily. He'll have to do a lot of work on her but I'm sure him and his sister will be up to the task.

The next one about Lisa, this is what Ida was looking for probably. it was rather similar to the first one given it was her twin sister. The notes underneath said:
[NOTES]: Unspoiled girl with a sharp mind. A very fine choice, with the right approach he would be able to mould her perfectly to his liking.

For a good measure he scanned through the other two profiles too. The first one wasn't too helpful, it was the mutilated girl his son had found. Almost all of it other than the biometrics was labelled as [UNKNOWN].
[NOTES]: I very much understand where he's coming from with this, hell I've been there myself in the past, monitoring required to make sure he doesn't overstep his line.

He laughed at the last one for a bit for his comedic touch.

[NAME]: Penthesilea
[PRE-ENSLAVEMENT SURNAME]: - 
[AGE]: 17
[ORIGIN]: Born and raised at a slave school, pedigree of mother - a well known breeder Otrera, likely from the original line not a clone line, pedigree of father - unknown, likely a free man, Caucasian
[RELATIVES]: Many sisters born from her mother and her clones
[NOTES]: A school-born slave, one of the "ready to use" ones, judging my son she'll be training him more than he would her

>That Lisa girl and our son really remind me of us when we were their age.
>Oh do they now?
Ida leaned back into his arms and sighed.
Her words really got him to think about that. How it started for them.
It was just a few years before the war broke out. The failing economy made the Old Government legalise slavery. In the wake of this new norm he found a job as a Spotter.
His job as a Spotter was to locate individuals fit for enslavement both by legal and illegal means. He would dig up all the personal information, hack accounts, passwords, figure out daily routines and then sell it to the highest bidder on the black market.
A person he sold out would then be quickly blackbagged and taken away by the buyer. Then he would also ensure the deletion of that person from any records to throw off any potential pursuit and make it impossible to free them.
He wasn't proud of what he was doing but he was too young to work in any other way and it was more than enough money to make the ends meet.
Eventually he got a regular contract from the local slaver gang. It was better than hoping for a good price on the black market and he would still get his money even if the kidnapping went wrong. 

One day he spotted a really beautiful girl that would turn a massive profit for him. But the more he learned about her the less he wanted to sell her out and the more disgusted he felt with himself. Her and her mother and younger sister were planning to escape the city for quite some time.
He already had her entry in the system so it was quite impossible for him to let her go. He just kept delaying the kidnapping. Maybe just one more day and they'll escape.
His handler eventually noticed it and the kidnapping went through anyway. It was exactly on the day of their escape. He tried to warn them but he was too late. The girl was drugged and taken away in a very crowdy train station. No one noticed anything.
Her sister or mother probably never learned what happened that day. He pursued the kidnappers to the gang hideout.
He managed to sneak his way in and found the girl naked being inspected by his boss. He had all the documents ready to make her a slave, all they needed was a buyer. So he did the only sensible thing in that moment.
He shot his boss dead and ran off with the girl and the documents. 
After that they were on the run until the war broke out. This is how he met the woman that's now in his arms carrying his child.

He picked her up and carried her to the large sofa where they both lied down her on the top.
She rubbed him with her pregnant belly and moved her hands across his chest muscles. She leaned in closer to his face but because the baby was blocking her she had turn on her side.
She started rub his hair, even in the dim light of the screen she could spot a few white hairs.
>You're working too much...
>Hmmm, and why is that?
>You're getting old...I don't want you to get old...I want to be yours forever!
She cried, one might think it was just some teasing, but there was a genuine concern in her voice. Her and other girls now looked younger than in the past thanks to her master's efforts in advancing the medicine.
But him, not so much it seemed.
He embraced her tightly and whispered into her ear.
>And you will be, once my work is over.
He placed her in reverse cowgirl still embracing her from behind. Her very large breasts were bouncing obscenely until her master grabbed one of them and started to suck on it.
They were going like that for a while until she dropped exhausted back onto his chest breathing heavily.
>Tired already?
>Eh...eh...
She gazed upon the face of a man she loved. How did she get here she wondered?
Wasn't that the same face that she resented with all her heart all those years ago? The face of a man who took her life away from her? Well this one is much older for once.
She couldn't even tell when she fell in love with it. Was is when she realised how much of a blessing her enslavement was when he protected her and their first child from the carnage of the War that was going on around them.
Or was it when he quickly advanced through the ranks of their new society? Or maybe she always loved it but couldn't realise it.
She didn't care for it anymore, all that mattered was here and now. And here and now she noticed the remote that her master carried in his hand to the sofa.
She knew the exact combination of buttons she had to push. 
An small electric shock went through her body and made her do a quiet whimper.
>Oh...
She dropped the remote that was in her hand. Her entire body was now paralysed because of the chip in her brain, but despite that she could still feel every inch of it.
Erogenous zones even more so than normal.
She was in her master's arms and she was fully aware that it was the safest place she or the child within her could ever be.
She always wanted to compensate for the time lost on hating him by pleasing him to his heart content. 
Her master didn't even wait for the signal, he immediately went for it to ravage her.
>Faster! Faster!
She encouraged him.
>Oh fuck, I want to knock you up again right after you give birth.
>Nooooo, you can't! My new ovaries first remember?
>Sorry I forgot...
Every few years master was tending to his wives with new ovaries to keep them fresh and fertile. Some of them like Gene and Ida that loved to breed got them twice already.
With the new organ cloning technologies it was easier than ever. And with the global population still on the decline many slave masters thought it was their moral duty to uphold their wives fertility.
Ida's master started to slow down now. Even he had limits despite his many stamina enhancements.
He wrapped her limp arms around his neck and her limp legs around his waist and was now slowly humping her.
As she regained control in her limbs she wrapped herself around himself tightly and he came inside her for the last time that night. He then dropped to the side.
She lied down next to him as a small spoon and used his arm as a headrest. 
>Ah...you were amazing master...
Unfortunately he was already asleep.
She kissed him on the forehead and positioned herself for his still half erect penis to lie comfortably between her legs. She moved his right arm to wrap around her and placed his hand on her belly. His left hand on her breasts.
She noticed a figure in the darkness that placed a blanket over them. She only now realised one of the mechanical maids was in the room watching them all along. But it didn't bother her.
>Good night darling...