Part 1:

Rachel walks towards her basement, knowing her slaves would be waiting. Every year she organized a meeting like this. A meeting she calls, "Suicide dreams meeting".

As she opened the door, she saw her slaves in a vertical line. "Precisely as ordered", she thought. There where ten of them, ten young women, patiently and willingly waiting for there next order.

Rachel observed them all as she walked towards her desk and she could she them look at her. Some clearly couldn't hold themself, as their eyes widened. Making it obvious they found her stunning. Rachel has a beautiful female figure, She was pretty tall, had wide hips with a big bouncy ass. The leather she wears, doesn't only make her ass stand out, but her breasts aswell since she has a Double D size cup. Her pale white skin in combination with ocean blue eyes, makes her look like a ice queen. Looking at her Long well taking care of black hair made the dominant aura that seemed to be around her, obvious.

Behind her desk was a 20 inch tv hanging on the wall, with a dvd playing installed within. Rachel sat on the pointy right side of her desk, with just her left ass cheek. She knew her slaves could see how soft her big ass was and adored the attention. The stunning woman looked at her suicide slave and spoke.

"You all know why you are here. Within a few hours, you all will have snuffed yourself. I want to make clear that, none of you must have must have some kind of sad reason to snuff it. We don't want people to cry."
"You are here, because you literally dream of your own willing suicide. Infact, you grave it and signed a contract beforehand to varify that today is the day, that your dream is comming true."

"I don't care how weird, or disgusting your willing suicide is, as long the way you snuff it, is literally your dream. Before i explain the rest, are there any questions? If so raise your hand, before you speak."

A small innocent looking blond young woman, who wasn't older than 22 raise her hand nervously and was given premission to speak by Rachel.

"I am sorry misstres, but i was wondering how you got into this industry?"

Rachel, just smiled kindly at the nervous girl and stood up. while walking to her frontdesk she said, "I can show you", and picked up a disk out of one of the drawers. "But before that, i should tell you something first."