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Welcome To Morning Wood
by Farleven (farleven farleven@yahoo.com)
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The new girl at school and the situations a teenage
girl can fall in to when she least expects it. (MF,
teens, nc, mc)
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Author Note: I write these stories for personnal
enjoyment and for the comments. If there's something
you think I need to work on or something you like
please let me know. Flames will of course be ignored.
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PART I
Terri Jackson hated her life. Her father had just taken
a new job as chief of police in Morning Wood, a
thousand miles away from all of Terri's friends,
hangouts and the home she had grown up in. She had been
angry with her dad when he first announced it, but she
knew understood how important this was to him.
Still, Terri hated being pulled away from the life she
had just been starting to get together, and now she was
alone in a new school. She had tried to make friends,
but everyone avoided her. It wasn't until she joined
the cheerleading squad that things began to change.
Terri had been a cheerleader at her old school, it had
been one of the few after school activities her parents
had allowed her to do. She had been a bit surprised by
Morning Wood High's use of a meditation period before
beginning practice, but after a few days, she looked
forward to her time in the chair before practice.
After a few weeks, Terri had even been accepted into
the tight knit ring that was Morning Wood High. It had
been a slow progression, but the more she felt part of
the cheerleading squad. It had been a slow progression,
but the more she felt part of the cheerleading squad,
the more she was accepted generally.
This pleased Terri to no end. She hadn't been a major
trendsetter at her old school, but she had an active
social life. Terri also liked boys, as any good
American teenaged girl, and thought herself rather
fetching, though she usually didn't flaunt it. None the
less she was happy to be reestablishing herself in
Morning Wood, and looking forward to her future.
There was still one thing that Terri had been kept
uninformed about, something that none of the girls
would explain after quietly whispering to themselves in
the proceeding weeks. Something about the third week of
practice that they refused to tell Terri no matter how
much she begged them.
Finally the big day came and Terri hurried to practice
after school to see what all the interest was about.
The meditation room was laid out like normal, with soft
mats lining the room. It wasn't until Terri took her
normal mediation pose that she noticed a small headset
like device at the foot of her mat. She picked it up
and examined it, it was almost like a normal headset,
but it had a few strange looking metal leads sticking
out of it and a small radio receiver on the side. Terri
didn't know what it was for, though she looked forward
to finding out, figuring that this was the source of
all the excitement of the following week.
"Good afternoon, Girls, I'm sure you've all prepared
yourselves for the stage of our practices." Mr. Brookes
welcomed his squad. Terri had originally thought it
rather strange that there was a male coach in charge of
the cheerleaders, but the other girls assured her that
Mr. Brookes knew his job. There were a few stifled
giggles from the other girls as they explained it, but
Terri just ignored them. Mr. Brookes had proven himself
an ample trainer, and Terri had surrendered her
misgivings after the first couple of practices.
"Yes, Coach." The girls replied in standard singsong
unison.
"Good, then let's begin the meditation session. Put on
your sets and begin your meditation." Brookes ordered,
and the squad obeyed.
Terri picked up the headset again and placed in over
her ears. The strange metal tabs rubbed against her
temples, but Terri didn't worry about it. She noticed
Mr. Brookes eyeing her carefully as he walked over to a
small stereo and pressed the controls. Terri dismissed
it as standard concern from her new coach. He had been
extra patient with her over the past weeks, because she
was new to Morning Wood's practice techniques. Terri
appreciated his attention, glad that she was being
accepted so readily.
As she began her meditation, Terri heard soft music
coming from her headset. She relaxed, letting herself
drift into a passive resting state she had been
practicing since joining the squad. After a few minutes
of mediation, Terri felt a new sensation, a tingling
from the metal contacts. She considered the feeling as
she drifted off into a blissful mindlessness.
Terri didn't know how much time had passed when she
drifted back to reality. The soft music in her ears
were gone and she looked around to see the other girls
with cheery smiles painted on their faces as they
pulled off their headsets and set them back down. Terri
smiled too, she was a bit sad that the feeling she had
just enjoyed were now drifting into memory, but she
still felt relaxed and peaceful.
"Okay, Girls, did you enjoy your meditation?"
"Yes, coach!"
"Good, now lets get on with our practice. Everyone,
rise and present." Mr. Brookes commanded.
Terri wondered what he meant, but she stood up with the
rest of the girls. As soon as she did, Terri noticed
the girl in front of her pull at her shirt. Terri
wondered what Amber was doing, but felt an
uncontrollable urge to do the same. Before she knew it,
she was pulling her hair through her shirt collar and
dropping the garment to the floor. Terri wondered why
she had done that as her hands moved to her sports bra.
A moment later her bra fell to the floor as well,
leaving Terri a bit stunned. Still, she couldn't grasp
what she was doing, or bring herself to be scared or
outraged. As she struggled to understand what was going
on, she found herself pulling her long brown hair back
so it ran down her back instead of over her shoulders.
With that done, she brought herself to attention,
trusting her now exposed breasts forward, with her
hands clasped firmly behind her back.
Coach Brookes walked up to Terri and eyed her over. "Is
there anything wrong Miss Jackson?"
"I'm just feeling a bit exposed, sir." Terri replied
calmly. She felt strangely detached, even as she
watched Brookes study her exposed breasts. She knew she
should feel something, but all she could call up was a
strange feeling of passivity, that her actions might be
strange but that was all right.
Brookes smiled in response and Terri gasped as she felt
her coach cup her closest breast in his hand, gently
kneading the tender orb. Strangely she found herself
trusting herself forward, into his fondling hand. Terri
couldn't help but wonder at the strange feelings of
correctness coursing through her, telling her that this
was just what the coach should be doing.
"This is your first day of advanced mediation, you'll
be more comfortable in time, Miss Jackson. I must add
that I'm glad you decided to join the squad, I think
you'll make an excellent addition." Brookes replied as
he continued to fondle Terri's breast.
"Thank you, sir. I won't disappoint you." Terri beamed
with her coach's approval. The strangeness of the
situation was still with her, but so was a growing
sense of correctness. She was almost disappointed when
Brookes pulled away from her and continued on with his
inspection of the squad.
Terri had only a few more moments to consider the issue
before regular practice began. As if nothing unusual
was going on the squad went through their routines and
Terri joined in as enthusiastically as possible. She
considered that the entire squad of topless teenager
cheerleaders would have been quite a sight to any lucky
boy to come by, and she felt a strange trill run
through at that thought as she went through her moves.
Once practice was over, Terri strolled casually to the
showers. Undressing didn't take as long with only her
shorts and panties to remove, and she quickly ran in
for a shower to wash off the sheen of sweat that she
had gotten during the practice. Another thing that had
taken some getting used to at Morning Wood was the
communal shower in the girls’ locker room. Terri had
been a bit shy the first couple of times shower in
front of other girls, in fact she hadn't even seen
other girls naked before her first shower. She had been
careful not to let her eyes wander before, but a new
sense of exploration had gripped Terri, and she
couldn't stop herself from looking around. The other
cheerleaders ran the gamut of supple teenage
femininity, and Terri felt a strange new appreciation
for the gentle curves of her fellow cheerleaders.
Terri was so distracted that she was shocked when she
felt her waist encircled with a pair of hands and
breasts press into her back. She turned around and saw
Lidy smiled at her. Lidy was certainly one of the most
attractive girls on the squad, with a trim, firm body
and gorgeous features. Terri found herself strangely
lost in Lidy's smile and the closeness of their two
bodies.
"Did you enjoy your first day of our special
meditation, Terri?" Lidy asked as she ran her hands
over Terri's sides with a seductive massage.
"It was kind of weird, going topless though practice."
Terri replied as honestly as she could. It had been
weird, but also strangely liberating in a way Terri
still didn't fully embrace yet. Now, she was being
handled by another cheerleader in a more than friendly
fashion, and was surprised to find herself responding
to Lidy's touch.
"Oh, I know you were just loving the coach's hands on
your breasts, weren't you?" Lidy asked, moving her own
hands to cup Terri's breasts for emphasis.
Terri gasped as she felt Terri's delicate fingers press
into her breasts. Until today no one had ever touched
her breasts, and now two people had casual embraced
them, and Terri couldn't find the will to stop them.
In fact she couldn't help but thrust back against
Lidy's massage, forcing more of her tender orbs into
her squad mates hands. "Yes, it was so strange, but I
liked it."
"And you like my hands caressing you know don't you?"
Lidy asked as she continued her pleasant assault on
Terri.
"Oh, yes." Terri moaned. "Why am I letting this
happen?"
"Because you're part of the squad now. You'll love it,
Terri, you'll see. We'll help you along too, are you
ready?" Lidy asked as she continued to caress Terri
intimately and gently pressed their naked flash
together.
Terri didn't understand completely, everything was
happening so fast, and her mind was so clouded and
passive, but she couldn't deny the strange and
wonderful feelings coursing through her. "Yes, I'm
ready."
With those words the other cheerleaders descended upon
their newest member. Terri felt dozens of hands moving
across her flesh, lifting her and pulling her over to a
padded mat that had been laid out on the floor.
Terri was laid gently down and then the girls pulled
back for a moment. Terri looked around at the rest of
the squad, all completely naked, and all with a strange
passive arousal evident in their being. She couldn't
help but feel her own arousal burn within her as she
studied their naked forms fully for the first time.
Terri didn't understand it, she had never had these
feelings for girls before, but she was in no state to
deny them either.
Her fellow cheerleaders didn't give her much
opportunity to consider her plight either. They
descended upon her with sexual determination. Terri
felt both her breasts and her virgin mound all cupped
at once.
She had masturbated before, but nothing compared to the
feeling of caring foreign hands massaging her intimate
flesh. Terri could only moan in pleasure as she felt a
skillful finger part her feminine cleft and tease her
clit. Her breasts were equally cared for and Terri was
treated to the uniquely alluring feeling of having both
her nipples gently sucked at the same time. She was
nearly lost in pleasure when she felt a pair of lips
press against hers. Terri was shocked only for a moment
before passionately kissing the girl back in a way she
wouldn't have fathomed only a few hours before.
The ecstasy was punctuated a few moments later when her
legs were gently parted and Terri felt a probing tongue
lick at her gates. The sensation was so unique and
sensual that Terri couldn't contain herself.
Within barely a moment of this caress she exploded in
her first real orgasm. The feeling was tremendously
better than anything she had felt before, and Terri
could only quiver with pleasure as the assault
continued on her already peaking body.
The gentle yet passionate attack continued for hours,
though Terri had long since been lost in a rolling sea
of orgasms and driving pleasures bringing her to peak
again and again. Every other cheerleader joined in,
helping to initiate their new member into the flock.
When they couldn't work on Terri, they went down on
each other until their turn came to explore their new
sister's body.
By the time the orgy was finished, Terri was pleasantly
exhausted. She had never been subject to that much
pleasure in her life. Coupled with the strange
prerogatives still coursing through her head, Terri was
left in a state of stunned acceptance.
Finally she dressed and went home. She was still trying
to get a grip on what had happened when she walked in
the front door of her new home.
"So how was your day, sweetie?" Her father asked as
Terri walked past the kitchen.
"It was okay, still trying to fit in and all." Terri
replied, surprised by her answer as the words left her
lips.
A part of her wanted to tell her father everything that
had happened, but she just couldn’t. Terri knew she
should tell him, but something in her block her from
even alluding to anything really bad or strange
happening.
"You're coach called about having a late practice. I
hope he didn't work you too hard."
"We've got our homecoming soon and we're just trying to
get ready." Terri commented, again shocked by the
normality of her own statements. She didn't know what
had been done to her but she was beginning to get clear
of the passive fog that had clouded her thoughts
earlier. Another concern was that her coach had
apparently known of the events in the locker room,
something that triggered even more worry in Terri.
"That's great. Keep up the hard work and it'll pay of.
Speaking of which, I'm sure you've got homework to do."
Her father smiled.
Terri smiled back and quickly trotted off to her room.
She paused for a moment just as she was leaving, trying
to tell her father what was really happening, but Terri
felt the uncontrollable need to go to her room before
she could even attempt to speak. She spent the rest of
the night doing her homework, unable to pull herself
away from her study or spend more than a moment
considering the day’s events. It wasn't until she laid
down for bed that she had a chance to consider the
day’s events.
Terri realized something had been done to her, and it
didn't take her long to figure that it had something to
do with the meditation device that they had used before
practice.
Still, it's effects seemed long lasting, and
Terri could only fear what lay in store for her. If
they had been willing to do this to her, and could
prevent her from telling anyone about it, Terri
couldn't help but worry about what they had planned for
her in the future. With these troubling thoughts Terri
drifted off, worried about the coming days.
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Just as she arrived the next day, Wendy, one of the
girls from the cheerleading squad pulled her aside.
Terri followed, curious about what Wendy wanted since
they had never talked before.
"Are you okay?" Wendy asked after making sure no one
was paying attention to them.
"I feel okay now, but I'm a little scared. What
happened to me?" Terri asked, relieved that she was
actually able to express herself, and hoping for some
answers.
"You're part of the school now. I know how you feel,
they did the same thing to my family and me when we
moved to town. I couldn't talk to you before, I wanted
to warn you, but I couldn't. I'm sorry." Wendy gave her
a penitent look. "I don't know why they did this to us,
but I do know that you can't stop from doing what they
tell you, what they conditioned you to do. Believe it
or not, you do kind of get used to it after a while,
it's still strange, but you can't fight it. I just want
to tell you I'm here for you if you need a shoulder to
cry on."
Terri appreciated the gesture and wondered just how
much worse things were going to get, but didn't have to
courage to ask, or rather to know, just yet. She
thanked Wendy as best she could and they shared a
friendly hug before both trotting off for their morning
classes.
The rest of the day went pretty much as normal, and
aside from Wendy's warning and the events of the day
before, Terri felt normal. She found herself going
through her normal routine without interruption or
diversion. Terri also couldn't dwell on the previous
day's events, though she could bring herself to be
concerned about it more and more as she neared the time
for practice.
Still, when it came time to suit up for practice and
sit at her mat for meditation, Terri couldn't stop
herself.
As she sat down, she noticed the headphones at the foot
of the mat again and swore to herself that she wouldn't
put them on. The rest of the girls filed in at sat down
around her and they patiently waited for the coach to
arrive.
"Good afternoon, girls, time for another meditation
session. Please put on your headphones and we'll
begin." Brookes ordered and watched as all of the girls
obeyed.
Terri stole herself for that moment, and felt her
resistance crumble as she heard the coach's order. She
trembled as she reached down for the headset. Terri
knew that she would lose any hope of her freedom and
self if she put them on, but she couldn't stop herself.
Even against the costs, she had an undeniable urge to
put them on, a need as deep as any she had ever felt to
wear them. Terri tried to fight it, but it just wasn't
in her ability and she slipped on the strange headset
only a moment after the rest of the girls had.
Almost the instant the soft pads were nestled over her
ears, Terri heard the soft music drifting over her
thoughts again, and for the second day she floated away
into the meditation bliss.
Some time later, Terri drifted back to reality,
peaceful and unconcerned. She still knew what was going
on, but felt at ease with it, much as she had the day
before. Terri simply removed the headphones and waited
for the next part of the practice.
"Ready for practice, girls?"
"Yes, Coach!" All the girls shouted in strong unison.
"Good, rise and present!"
Terri stood up with the rest of the girls and
immediately began stripping off her clothes. She still
felt a little odd doing this but it was so natural as
well. Terri almost felt relief as she freed her lovely
breasts from their captivity. She had the strange
notion come over her that it just wasn't right to
contain them.
Terri didn't know where that idea had came from in her
usually modest thoughts, but in her compliant state she
didn't have the will to question it. She did question
her hands as they slid into the waist of her shorts and
quickly slid her shorts and panties down to the floor.
Terri was a bit aghast at her actions as she pulled the
garments free of her shoes and dropped them on top of
her shirt and bra. Even so, she couldn't stop herself,
and quickly assumed the attention position with the
rest of the cheerleaders, proudly standing virtually
naked with her breasts forced out and her hands clasped
behind her back.
Brookes inspected his flock again, casually fondling
and making comments to girls as he passed by. He
attention garnered little more than gasps and smiles
from the girls as they proudly presented their nude
forms for inspection. Finally he came upon Terri again
and cupped one of her presented breasts.
"How are we today, Terri?" Brookes asked as he massaged
her tit.
"I don't want to be here, Coach." Terri replied in a
strangely confident voice considering that her stomach
had magically filled with butterflies as she spoke.
Even as she spoke she couldn't help but mew
appreciatively at the tender handling of her breast.
"Is that so. Please spread you legs as wide as possible
and tell me why don't you want to be here?" Brookes
ordered in a calm and civil tone.
"I don't want to be doing these ... ooh my." Terri
gasped as she felt Brookes' fingers cupping her mound
and gently caressing her intimate folds. She hadn't
even noticed that she had spread her legs until she
felt his hand moving unrestricted over her most private
flesh. Terri's nerves were still tossing her stomach,
but a new sensation was rapidly growing within her. She
recognized it with as much dismay as she could in her
passive state, she was becoming aroused.
"Really, Terri, I think you just need some help
adjusting to life at Morningwood. Please, lean forward
and place your hands on Alicia's shoulders while you
reach your Ready State." Brookes ordered as he pulled
away from Terri.
Terri wondered what he meant as she followed out his
first order. She had barely placed her hands on the
shoulders of the girls in front of her when she felt a
magnificent wave of sensation. Terri could barely
contain the wondrous feeling flowing through her, and
she felt herself getting hot and wet in her pussy.
Terri had made love before, but she had never been this
excited or felt this much need. As she rested there the
emptiness within her continued to crescendo, her pussy
was crying out to be filled and Terri was incapable to
arguing with this overpowering need. All she could do
was stay locked in position and pant with lust, barely
able to consider the lewd picture she presented as her
arousal and overpowering sexual need focused nearly all
her attention to the empty and well lubricated passage
within her.
"Terri, please tell me what you want and what you
need." Brookes ordered as he positioned himself behind
the lovely teenager and dropped his pants to reveal his
own ready shaft.
"I want to go back to my old home and forget this
terrible place, but I need to be filled, I don't want
to but I need you to fuck me. Please, Coach, I need you
to use me." Terri pleaded, amazed that she could answer
in her current state. Still worse was what she had
asked for, and Terri couldn't deny the frightening
truth that she had been completely honest. To the depth
of her being Terri wanted to be used, not make love,
but fuck like an animal in heat. She tried to get a
grip on herself, but she only had a moment of reprieve,
before her feminine need assaulted her again.
Rationally, Terri wanted to escape, but her body was
crying out to be used, to reach not just find relief
but sexual release.
"Good Terri, I'll help you with your needs, and please
don't speak again until we are finished." Brookes
commanded. He then placed the head of his member
against Terri's tender and inflamed folds, gratified
that she pressed back to meet his advance and help
guide him in.
Terri felt as if she was on some strange kind of
autopilot. Her natural reactions of shock and outrage
were still muted, but the sexual ecstasy coursing
through her was not. As she felt her coach's shaft
press against her outer gates she couldn't help but
press back to help him inside. Terri could barely
believe she was acting so brazenly even as she rubbed
her sensitive folds against the bulbous head of her
coach's member.
She couldn't deny that she wanted him insider her,
plunging into her depths, while at the same time she
wished she had the strength to resist that need. He
held back however, and Terri could barely contain
herself as she felt him gently caressing her engorged
flesh with his tip. She found herself humping back
against him, moving her hips to force him inside. Terri
needed to be filled, and groaned in frustration as she
felt Brookes slip his head just insider her and then
pull back as she moved her hips to impale herself.
She was barely controlling herself now, grinding and
wiggling her hips back at her coach to get him to sink
himself into her, all the while unable to move either
her feet or her hands.
Finally, Terri turned her head to look at Brookes. She
couldn't speak but she pleaded with her eyes. She
looked into the eyes of a predator, and shuddered
momentarily as she watched a smile cross Brookes' face.
The tide of unfulfilled sexual need reasserted itself a
moment later and Terri resumed her lustful begging and
her attempts to impale herself on his ready shaft. With
their eyes locked together, Terri felt her coach firmly
grasp her hips and a moment later press forward. Her
eyes only fluttered as she let out an impassioned moan
as she felt her inner folds parted. Terri had never
felt such a wondrous entry in all her previous
encounters. Her entire body cried out in relief as she
felt herself filled with Brookes' shaft. He was
certainly thicker than any boy she had taken before,
and Terri knew she was more aroused then she had ever
been. That reality played at the edge of her senses as
she took in the full length of her coach's member
inside her eagerly waiting pussy.
As Terri felt him fully within her she clamped down on
his shaft and wiggled her hips as much as she could,
amazed at the sensation of being so wonderfully filled.
She squealed with delight as she felt his shaft twitch
insider her in response. All thoughts of decency were
gone, she was involved now like she had never been
before, and it had overwhelmed Terri's entire being. It
was certainly an odd sight in that moment, watching a
formerly modest girl squealing with delight as she
wiggled her hips back against an impaling shaft was she
held herself up on a naked girl in front of her.
Terri continued like this for a few minutes before a
new sensation rose to a crescendo inside her. She was
filled, fuller than she had ever been, and even with
that wondrous feeling an itch was growing within her.
Her squeals of delight quickly turned to groans of
frustration again as she tried to elicit more than just
a twitch from the wondrous shaft within her. Terri
continued wiggling her hips, but she couldn't move her
feet, and couldn't generate any really movement against
her coach's member. She turned to Brookes again, nearly
crying with frustration as the need within her beat at
her senses.
Terri was rewarded a moment later with a clamping of
her hips and a careful withdrawal of the shaft. Terri
was nearly as ecstatic to have her coach pulling out as
she was when he trust inside, but she feared he
wouldn't continue. Even as she reveled in the wondrous
sensation of cock moving within her, she turned her
head to plead with her partner, begging for him to
continue. The strange need to be ravished was burning
even brighter now that her passage had been fully
speared once, leaving Terri yearning to be have her
body fully used.
Brookes held himself just at her entrance again,
leaving just his head within her quivering loins. Terri
was nearly beside herself with anguish. The need he had
filled within her had doubled or more and she was
nearly overcome with desire. Terri fought against his
steady hands trying to push back against his shaft and
force it inside her again, all the while pleading with
him in whimpers and doe eyed expressions. For a
disconcerting moment Terri reflected on her behavior,
remembering that her dog had behaved much the same when
she had gone into heat. Then she felt a foreign quiver
of arousal from the very same thought, looking forward
to being used just like a bitch in heat.
That disturbing thought was purged as she felt her
coach take mercy on her and plunge his shaft inside
her.
Terri cried out again in thanks, absorbed by the nearly
soul splitting sensation of being filled. She had never
felt this kind of need before, and couldn't contain
herself as they set up a rhythm. Terri joyously pressed
herself back against her coach as he pistoned within
her. They had wasted precious little time building a
fast rhythm and Terri let herself be swept away by the
sensation sparked within her with every filling trust.
Terri felt a strange spiritual fulfillment with every
thrust of her coach’s shaft within her, exemplified
every time he made a moan or a grunt as she met his
trusts with total enthusiasm. Not only was Terri
immersed in the wonderful coupling, she felt an alien
pride course through her at her ability to please her
partner.
Terri wasn't in the state of mind to question Brookes'
endurance, but she appreciated it. Her pervious
partners had been inexperienced and quick, but Brookes
was skilled and holding his own within her. Terri was
surprised when her coach began a broken rhythm, varying
his strokes and his time fully inside her and paused at
her entrance. She was brought back from the brink with
his first broken thrust, and fumed for a moment before
being lost in the action again. Terri realized he was
helping string her along, keeping her from coming, but
she couldn't do anything about it. Even as Brookes
broke rhythm, Terri couldn't help but keep matching
him, squeezing him and wiggling her hips on him when
fully impaled and pushing back against his trusts. Her
own desires and needs kept her going, even as he played
her on the edge.
It wasn't long before Brookes broken rhythm allowed a
small rational part of Terri to emerge again and fully
appreciate her position. She was appalled at her
behavior, even though she couldn't help but wiggle her
hips against his impaled shaft as she thought that.
Terri felt like she was of two minds, part sex crazed
slut and part her old self. She couldn't deny the
sexual flames coursing through her, but she wished she
could stop. Worse yet was the part of her that wanted
to embrace her new depravity. Terri didn't want to
accept that, even as she could endure being a sexual
plaything, she fought with all her energy against
embracing that state. Occasionally, Brookes would give
her a few dozen rhythmic thrusts and plunge the
thoughtful part of Terri into the background with a
wave of passion. Terri would then be allowed to come
back to feel herself wiggling merrily upon an immobile
shaft or attempting to refill her empty passage. She
nearly cried with anguish both at the frustrating
sexual need and the abasement she was receiving. Yet
Terri couldn't do anything, even as she wanted to stop
wiggling on his shaft, Brookes left her do so for a
minute. She could only feel deep shame as she squealed
with delight and squirmed on top of the filling shaft,
slowly building until she found herself begging to be
fucked some more.
Then suddenly Terri was pulled away from her
embarrassing predicament again with a newly passionate
round of thrusts from Brookes. Terri swept away her
feeling of shame as her coach played her youthful form
like a fiddle. In only moments, Terri was hanging on
the edge again, moaning and gasping with every trust,
immersed in the sexual embrace, her entire body focused
on one need. Terri didn't feel her pussy clamp down an
instant later, or hear her cry of release, all she felt
was a wave of pure ecstasy course through her. Terri's
entire body went limp as her orgasm raced through her
sex-wracked body. She was little more than a quivering
girl, still fully impaled, being held up by her
partner.
It was another minute before Terri returned to her
senses, finding herself still involved with her coach
and her breasts both being gently massaged. As the
sexual cloud lifted Terri found herself returning to
her previous passive state. Even though she knew she
should be upset, she still felt oddly at ease with the
acts she had just performed, and even with the shaft
still inside her and the hands on her breasts. In that
instant she realized she was being treated like some
kind of toy, and even though she knew it should bother
her, she didn't feel any outrage. Instead she found
herself pressing her breasts into the carefully
massaging hands of her coach and began squeezing his
shaft with her inner muscles. Terri thought about that
for a moment, considering herself a well-tuned clock
for her reactions. As she continued to stand there and
quietly pleasure her coach, she tried to assemble
herself, to be outraged, but couldn't. Each time she
tried, her thoughts returned to how to get her coach to
come with just her pussy. Terri tried to turn her mind
from such thoughts, but she couldn't, all she could do
was think of different ways to use her pussy's interior
on him. She continued like this for several minutes,
all the while becoming more concerned with the shaft
still inside her, and just as worried about her growing
inability to turn her thoughts from it. Terri was using
her muscles to the best of her abilities, given her
limited experience. She found different ways to coax
him pop into her head, and she tried each one,
alternating her pulsing interior's actions as best she
could.
Finally, she felt Brookes begin to twitch inside her
more readily, and Terri focused her entire attention on
her task. With just her pussy, she coaxed him to the
edge and felt him tip over. A moment later Terri found
herself squealing with a strange sense of
accomplishment and delight as she felt her coach's
shaft pulse within her followed by gushes of liquid
warmth filling the depth of her channel. With her task
finished, Terri's focus was released and she considered
the moment again. She realized in a moment that she had
just been inseminated. Terri felt her mind grasp for
reaction, and was shocked by an acceptance, she didn't
know why, but it was somehow right that her coach would
inseminate her and she couldn't stop from feeling pride
at her own ability to bring her coach off. She wondered
at this for a moment, and at the strange following
thought, that she hoped he would do it again, soon, and
maybe one day get her pregnant.
She also felt a strange desire to improve her
technique, to make herself the best sex partner she
could so that more men would use her this way. Terri
knew she shouldn't want that. She had just been used as
some kind of human toy, and she found herself wanting
more. All her beliefs seamed to be in shambles, and
Terri didn't understand, but she could feel new desires
and needs course through her. All she knew was that she
had been changed, and as Brookes pulled himself out of
her well used passage, Terri was stunned by her growing
desire to be used the same way again. Even more
worrisome for her was the next stream of thoughts that
flooded her mind as she stood back at attention as her
coach pulled away.
Terri realized that she was a toy, and would be from
then on. It was her purpose in life to be used. Terri
shivered at the thought, her passivity preventing her
instinctive dread from being anything more than a
shadow. The new thoughts were part of her identity,
even as her old self remained. Terri would remain,
unable to stop herself, or surrender to her fate,
because it was more enjoyable for her partners. Terri
felt an odd quiver of excitement at that, the thought
of being used and knowing it was wrong, but having no
choice. Terri wanted to fight these new ideas, but they
were already a part of her. Even as she struggled with
her new identity, she had it reaffirmed when she found
herself aroused at the thought of being wildly fucked
by every man and boy in the school. Terri surprised
herself at her growing desire to masturbate, right then
in the open, and she grew even more excited by the idea
of bringing herself naked flesh to release in front of
anyone who would watch. She was stunned at this strange
notion but couldn't help but acknowledge the growing
heat from her loins generated by thoughts of pleasuring
her nude form in front of her parents or the whole
school. Terri was awash in her new self, her old
personality suppressed by conditioning and mediation,
unable to mount anything but a muted defense against
the onslaught. Terri was becoming a living sex toy, and
quickly coming to embrace that reality.
"Very good, Terri, I'm glad to see you progress so
fast. Now, practice is over, so shower up and go home."
Brookes commented.
Terri felt herself glow with pride at her coach's
compliments. She still felt strange at her reaction,
but couldn't suppress the feelings of appropriateness
at her new attitude. She didn't linger however, and
skipped off to the showers, oddly content with the
world. As she went to clean up, Terri couldn't help but
regret that she would have to wash away the seed now
dribbling from her pussy. It seamed an odd waste
somehow, to have to wash away the coach's seed after
doing so much to receive it. Terri surprised herself a
moment later when she reached down and scooped as much
of Brookes' seed into her hand as possible and then
licked it up. Again it was something she would never
have considered doing before, but it seemed the only
right thing to do. Terri found the taste strange but
compelling, and her heart raced at the thought of how
she'd get more in the future.
The locker room was normal this evening, and Terri
simply showered and went home, as did the other girls.
Terri found herself disappointed, but unable to do
anything about it more than appreciatively study the
naked forms of her squad mates as they showered. Once
home she had another short and polite conversation with
her parents and went off to study. It wasn't until she
was nearly ready for bed that the veil of meditation
induced calm washed away and Terri could again combat
the new thoughts bouncing around in her head.
The first thing she felt was fear and shock, her entire
life was being perverted, and Terri didn't have any
idea how to stop it. Even free of her earlier calm, the
new dictates entered into her mind remained, and Terri
shuddered every time she realized her thoughts were
turning to sex again. It wasn't just the idle fantasies
she had indulged in before, but more focused, explicit
consideration of her new sexual identity.
Before long Terri was sobbing as she masturbated,
unable to keep her hands away from her aching mound.
She was loosing control, and she couldn't do anything
to change it.
PART II
Wendy met her again the next morning, and after a quick
exchange of mournful looks they simply hugged for a few
minutes as Terri let out a few more casual sobs. Terri
was crying for more than just her new fate.
She was quickly coming to grips with that, but she
wasn't prepared for the growing acceptance budding
within her. A small part of her was looking forward to
her next practice and the perversions that would await
her, even as the rest of her was trying to resist.
There wasn't anything really to say between the two
girls. They both knew the state they were in, and all
they needed was the shoulder to cry on, as there wasn't
anything else they could expect.
It wasn't long before the day had to start, however,
and Terri and Wendy parted to go about their daily
classes. Terri drifted solemnly through her routine,
still dreading and anticipating the afternoon’s
activities at practice. She did find it strange that
she was still able to pay attention in class, even take
notes as the day wore on. Terri wondered why they would
care about her education when she as she was being
turned into a living sex toy. Her questions were
routinely interrupted by her classes, a fact she was
almost grateful for in it's ability to keep her from
considering her circumstances in to great of detail.
Finally, it came time for practice again, and Terri
marched off for another day of humiliation. It didn't
come however. Aside from the advanced meditation and
the fact that all the girls were nude, practice went on
much like normal. The final aside was the standard
groping of the squad by the coach. Terri found herself
eagerly anticipating his touch as he went around. She
proudly presented her breasts for a quick squeeze by
her coach and didn't even need to be commanded to
spread her legs for him to cup her mound.
"You're making fine progress, Terri, you'll make a
great addition to the squad on Friday." Brookes told
her as he ran a finger just inside Terri's slit while
she smiled back. A sense of great accomplishment
coursed through her at those words, and Terri had an
unquenchable desire not to disappoint him.
In her standard meditation calm, Terri took only casual
notice of the routines the squad was practicing.
Their practice shifted from leaning over to present
their pussies to jutting and jiggling their breasts.
Finally, they practiced a fairly lewd sexual dance with
pairs of girls writhing rhythmically against each other
in a complex and thoroughly erotic dance. Terri
couldn't help but appreciate having Wendy as her
partner. Wendy was a fair skinned, auburn haired girl
with luscious contours that Terri enjoyed exploring as
they danced. Just as much as she enjoyed massaging
Wendy's lovely form, Terri couldn't get enough of her
partners soft hands on her own flesh. Just like the
rest of the girls, Terri and Wendy were soon moaning
and whimpering with arousal as their hands caressed
each other, kneading breasts and masturbating their
partner's aroused pussies.
By the time practice was over, Terri was burning with
desire, and was completely pleased when the coach told
them all to get themselves off and go shower. Still
locked together from their routine, Terri quickly
guided Wendy to the floor and descended between her
legs.
"Let me do you first, you've been so nice to me." Terri
said just as she descended on her new friend’s ready
mound. She had never gone down on a girl before, but
she found the act nearly instinctive, her lips and
tongue descending on Wendy's exposed flesh. Terri
sucked and licked at Wendy, finding herself enjoying
the musky taste of Wendy's juices as she ran her tongue
through her friends slit.
Wendy only gasped and moaned in gratitude, but that was
enough to fill Terri with a strong feeling of
accomplishment. That spurred her on with even greater
energy and soon Terri sent her friend over the edge
with her loving assault.
Wendy rested for only a moment from her own release
before she aggressively pushed Terri over and they
embraced. Wendy kissed Terri passionately, trading
tongue blows as their breasts mashed against each
other. Without breaking their kiss, Wendy snaked a hand
between Terri's legs, carefully assaulting her friend’s
enflamed folds. Terri was soon moaning against Wendy's
lips as the skillful treatment continued, quickly
bringing her to the pinnacle and beyond. For the first
time in days, Terri was of one mind as she shuddered in
orgasm while still locked intimately to her friend. As
their lips still pressed together, Terri thought she
just might be able to get used to this.
/-=*=-\
The rest of the week followed much like that. The day
was simply classes, followed by a sexually charged
cheerleader practice and finally a quiet evening at
home dealing with the day’s events. Terri was gradually
accepting her new life, even though it was still
disconcerting, but the humiliations were pretty well
buried by Friday, as no one seemed to bring up the fact
that the cheerleading squad practiced lesbian sex in
the nude every afternoon.
Terri was actually surprised on Friday when she went to
get ready for the game when she found a cheerleader's
uniform hanging in her locker. By Thursday, the squad
hadn't even been dressing for meditation, choosing to
leave the locker room in the nude. Terri quickly donned
the uniform, only after putting it on did she notice
that the skirt was crotchless and she wasn't wearing
any panties and that she wasn't wearing any kind of a
bra. She had already gotten used to dressing
thoughtlessly as she hadn't been wearing panties or
bras since Monday, and had progressively worn more
revealing outfits all week.
Terri was surprised again when they were rushed out to
the field without a meditation period as well. As she
walked onto the football field, Terri felt a familiar
dread pass through her as she anticipated what was
going to happen. The cheerleaders all lined up to be
introduced and Terri felt herself prepare for their
opening greeting. Finally, the loud speaker came to
life and they ran out onto the field as it introduced
them.
"Welcome one and all to the first game of the season
here at Morningwood High. As always we begin the game
with an introduction by our cheerleader squad, lets
give it up for these lovely ladies."
Terri ran out with the rest of the squad, and as she
passed onto the field, did a series of cartwheels, each
time showing off her naked mound as the crowd cheered
them on. After her cartwheels she ran up into position
on the back row of the two-row formation, facing Wendy.
As the last of the squad fell into place, the front row
of girls leaned over and proudly pulled their skirts up
over the waists, legs spread, so their bushy mounds
were readily seen. Just as the front row showed
themselves off, so did the back row, with every girl
lifting her shirt and casually jiggling their ample
teenage breasts for the roaring crowd. Terri could
hardly believe this was happening, and being in greater
control of her senses she felt a wave of shame course
through her at the wonton display she was making, even
as her fellow cheerleaders did the same. At the same
time, Terri felt a sexual thrill at being ogled by the
crowd, though she wasn't ready to accept that.
"Aren't they lovely, folks. Now it's time to select
possession. Both quarterbacks are ready and the fine
ladies selected are Wendy Shultz from Morningwood and
Amber Horn from Eveningwood. Let's give the girls a
moment to get ready and then enjoy the show." Boomed
the loud speakers.
Terri wondered just what was going on as she watched
Wendy run out to the center of the field as a
cheerleader from the other side did the same. The
quarterbacks from both teams and a referee came out as
well. Both girls stripped off their uniforms and leaned
themselves over waist high benches that had been
brought out to the center of the field. Terri watched
in amazement as the referee undid a flap on the front
of his pants and quickly pulled out his hard shaft. He
then proceeded to mount Wendy, wiggled his hips for a
moment and then withdrew and repeated the action with
the other girl. Terri could only wonder what was
happening when the loudspeaker blared out again.
"The referee has declared both girls ready to go and
instructed the quarterbacks to move into position. This
should be an interesting contest as both girls have
records of being able to hold back orgasms, and both
these studs are well endowed. And there's the signal
from the referee, and the game begins! All that remains
is for one quarterback to bring the opposing teams
cheerleader to orgasm first and gain first possession
of the ball."
Terri watched in wonder as Wendy was mounted by the
other teams quarterback. On the sidelines as she was,
Terri got an excellent view of her friend getting well
fucked on the field. Widescreen displays on each end of
the field showed the carnal action in full detail, even
the sounds of the competing couples was piped in over
the loudspeakers. Terri had never seen a spectacle like
this before, two naked girls being thoroughly used in
public. She hated to admit it to herself but she wished
it were her up there instead of Wendy. As she watched,
Terri couldn't help but feel aroused, wishing her own
pussy was being stroked.
Almost as if in answer to a prayer, Terri felt herself
being pushed to the ground and rolled on her back. She
looked up to see the face of a clearly determined
football player looking down at her, and all she could
do was spread her legs and look down with some degree
of trepidation at the cock descending towards her.
"Oh, god, fill me up with that monster!" Terri cried
out, shocking herself with her words and actions.
Still, she couldn't help but push back against the
invader as it speared her. Terri's folds were barely
prepared to take in the shaft, but she couldn't stifle
the moan that passed her lips as she felt her pussy
entered. Her partner paused for a moment as his member
rested fully within her, giving Terri a momentary
chance to think. She could scarcely believe that she
was lying there on a football field being fucked as the
crowd watched. A sexual thrill coursed through her at
the thought, and Terri wrapped her legs around her
partner and gave him a passionate kiss.
"That is really good, I was wondering if anyone was
going to use this poor little cunt of mine again. How
do you like it? Am I nice and tight?" Terri wiggled a
bit against the impaling shaft and smiled wryly to her
partner. She still felt strange, fucking a complete
stranger in public, but Terri was beyond self-control
and she knew it. All that was left was acceptance, and
even the rational part of her had to admit that the
cock stuffed inside her felt wonderful.
"Oh, yeah, baby, real tight." He answered, sending a
ripple of pride through Terri. She found it hard to
believe it, but she liked being proud of her tight
pussy, and that he was going to enjoy using her body.
"I'm glad you like it, now why don't you give me a
ride, stud?" Terri hardly believed her language, but
didn't have time to consider it as her partner eagerly
fulfilled her request. She shuddered with arousal as he
set up a rhythm, quickly building to a hardy pace
thrusting into her. Terri reveled in it, doing her best
to fuck him back, to caress his shaft while it rested
within her, and moan with satisfaction at every filling
movement.
Still, every moan or grunt from her partner gave her a
greater thrill than the feelings his shaft generated
inside her. Terri knew that her own pleasure wasn't
important, not really, only her partner mattered. That
thought cut through her sex-induced haze for a moment
to scare her, even as she pushed back against a
thrusting cock. She realized it was just one more step
along her route to complete conversion, and as much as
she wished otherwise, Terri couldn't deny the need to
service her partner was even greater than pleasuring
herself.
"Oh, God!" Terri moaned as she kept fucking the
football player. She couldn't deny his ability, and as
sure to let him know with timely exclamations as he
continued to stoke her inner flames. There wasn't any
question that she was beyond thinking straight, Terri's
entire focus was on the man she was with. It wasn't
much longer before she felt the tell tale signs of his
release, and she prepared herself as well. It was odd,
but she a strange sense of control over her own release
as her body continued to be well fucked. Finally, she
sensed it was time and let go of the floodgates.
"I'm cuming!" She screamed as the wave hit her. Terri
clamped down on his shaft a moment later, and was
immensely gratified to hear a groan of release from her
partner. Another wave of sexual ecstasy coursed though
her as she felt spurts of liquid warmth flow into the
depths of her channel. Terri was elated, she had
succeeded again to bring a man off inside her. Her own
pride at that accomplishment nearly boggled Terri, but
she couldn't deny it. As her partner withdrew and left
his seed inside her, Terri tried to remember something
she had been prouder of than that moment. She couldn't,
and though it disturbed her, Terri was prouder than she
had ever been that her body could bring men off.
Before her partner completely pulled away from her
Terri expressed her gratitude. "Thank you for using me.
I'm glad you found my pussy worthy of your seed and I
hope you fill it again."
She was still shocked by her blatant language but
couldn't help herself, nor could she deny the truth in
what she said. Even as Terri felt his seed dripping
inside her, she hoped to be filled up again, to fulfill
her new needs to be used. She was a sex toy, and was
proud that she was a good one, but Terri felt the need
prove it far and wide. A part of her was still trying
to deny it, but she couldn't for much longer.
Terri had the chance to see the final struggle between
Wendy and Amber. Both girls were fighting to keep back
their orgasms, but it was clear that Wendy was loosing.
Her entire body language showed that she was on the
brink, as well as the cries and moans escalating over
the loud speakers. Terri silently licked up her
partners remaining seed as she watched the last
moments. It was only a few more rapid thrusts of the
opposing quarterback’s hips and Wendy cried out in
anguished release. Amber followed a moment later,
giving the entire stadium a view of two naked writhing
teenage girl’s orgasming in the center of the field.
A cheer went up over the opposing sides bleachers and
Amber quickly disengaged herself and bowed for the
crowd followed by a presentation of her cum soaked
pussy to her fans. Wendy picked herself up and was half
carried by Morningwood's quarterback to the
cheerleaders’ benches. Morningwood's bleachers let up a
strong cheer as well, helping convince Terri that the
show was more important than the victory was.
Wendy was sitting on the bleacher lapping up the
remains of the opposing quarterback's seed with a proud
look on her face. Terri walked over and gave her a
quick sisterly hug and a brief lover's kiss.
"You look proud of yourself." Terri smiled as she
watched Wendy finish up her licking.
"I know, I can't help it. I just feel so proud of
myself when I get a guy off." Wendy tried to be humble
for a moment but couldn't. "I am just a great sex toy.
My cunt is toned and skilled, I have a perky ripe set
of tits, I am a great cock sucker and I, Wendy Shultz,
am the greatest sex toy at Morningwood and my cunt is
ready for any man, at any time and I'll give him the
fuck of his life!"
"I know, I feel the same way. I wish some stud would
push me over right now and fill me with his hot
glorious seed." Terri ran right up to the base of the
bleachers and threw off her clothes. She quickly
started to model her naked form and called out to the
crowd. "I am Terri Jackson, and I am the newest sex toy
at Morningwood High and I just want all of you men to
know that I look forward to using my cunt to bring each
and every one of you off. I'm a tigress waiting to be
broke in, my cunt has only been used six times and my
breasts are still young and perky. Isn't there a man
among you willing to make use of this fine example of
female perfection? I'm itching for a man to fuck me
right now!"
The crowd cheered but no one made a move towards her
except for Wendy who pulled her back to the
cheerleaders’ bench. Terri was a bit surprised that no
one took her up on her offer, and a bit disappointed as
well. Wendy had to hold her down for a minute to calm
down before she even tried to talk.
"Terri, calm down, they can't fuck you now.
Cheerleaders are here for the players’ use until after
the game.
Just be glad one of the guys decided to use you
already." Wendy told her friend.
Terri just shivered for a few minutes as the world went
on around her. She couldn't believe what she had just
done, calling out to the crowd for someone to fuck her.
It was beyond anything Terri could have imagined in her
worst nightmares, yet still she couldn't ignore the
fact that she would fuck any man willing right now.
"I can't believe I just did that, or that I'm thinking
about doing it again after the game. My, god, what's
going to happen to me?" Terri asked, half in despair
and half in lust, knowing just what was likely to
happen to her. She couldn't resist her feelings anymore
and she knew that she was going to become a very good
sexual toy in short order if her new desires were met.
Wendy hugged her friend for a moment. "It's alright,
you can't help yourself. It's always the same every
time they use you. After you get their seed inside you
feel on top of the world, then you slowly sink down to
earth and realize what you've become. To a degree you
have to accept it, but they keep us from completely
accepting it, at least for me they do. You have to do
that to, or it'll tear you apart. It sucks, but it's
life."
Terri simply nodded as they held the embrace. She knew
that was true, but it didn't make her feel too much
better. Terri was finishing her transformation into a
sex toy and she knew what that meant for her immediate
future and she completely blocked out any thought of
her long-term role in the world. Staying like this for
years was simply more than she could bear at the
moment.
The game went on fairly normally from there. Of course
normal is relative. Terri got dressed again, and went
through a good number of cheers as the game was played,
often flashing her breasts or pussy for the crowd when
a strong cheer was needed. The halftime show was a bit
more charged however, and Terri wound herself into a
tizzy of sexual need on the field locked in step with
Wendy. Finally, the game was over, Morningwood had lost
19-18 and the spoils of war were to be split up.
"Okay girls, I want all of you who haven't been fucked
yet to line up behind me." Brookes yelled out as the
players walked back to the locker rooms. Terri watched
as about three fourths of the girls lined up behind
him. She wondered what was going on for a moment before
Wendy explained.
"After a game, all the unused girls get sent over to
the winning team to be used as they see fit. If there
aren't enough, they take their pick of the used girls
like us, but it was a close win tonight and most of the
girls haven't been used so we'll get to entertain our
own players." Wendy explained as Brookes led the
unfucked girls off to the other teams locker room.
Terri felt herself gearing up to be used when the
football coach tapped her on the shoulder. "Terri, the
administrators want you to clean up and head up to
their office right away."
Terri set off for the shower without thinking. She
didn't even know where she was going or who these
administrators were, but the ache of sexual need was
being stoked again within her. Terri didn't dwell on it
much however, rather she quickly stripped and gave
herself a thorough shower, cleaning ever inch of her
body. She washed out her well used slit and surprised
herself when she gave herself an enema, but again she
didn't dwell on the reasons for her actions. Terri
simply did them, unthinkingly. As she was finishing she
felt a strange distaste for the matted hairs covering
her mound. Terri realized where this notion was coming
from but she couldn't stifle it either. Rather she
lathered her crotch and removed every unsightly hair.
As she finished Terri looked down for a moment
appreciating the simple form of her feminine slit.
Now that she was cleaned up she went back to her locker
and found a rather reveling piece of lingerie hanging
there. It was a sheer baby doll outfit, creamy white,
with frilly sleeves and panties. Terri had never worn
anything like it, and while a part of her realized that
she was wrapping herself as a gift, a sexual thrill
coursed through her at the thought of wearing it.
Without a moment's hesitation she pulled on the
lingerie and quickly ran over to a full-length mirror
to see how she looked. Terri gasped with surprise and
satisfaction. The sheer material hugged her curves, and
though covering her normally private parts, everything
could be seen through the nearly translucent fabric.
Terri modeled in front of the mirror for a few moments,
running her hands over her body, enjoying the feeling
of silk clinging to her breasts. She may have been a
sexual plaything, but she was proud to be such a lovely
one.
Terri knew she couldn't delay long, and found herself
strolling quickly towards an unknown destination.
She walked proudly, swaying her hips and pushing
forward her breasts as she found her destination.
Finally, she reached a door deep inside the school and
opened it. Terri quickly walked in and took in the
surroundings. The room had the feel of a large
Victorian study, with bookshelves lining the walls and
ornate furniture scattered about. A range of out of
place things were there as well, mostly beds and padded
benches, as well as a few devices of strange design
with handing straps and bars that Terri didn't
recognize.
Centered in the room, just off from the door was a semi
circle of chairs, and a dozen people sitting in them.
Eight were men, for were women, and each looked middle
aged or better, all looked up expectantly as Terri came
in, taking momentary leave of their cigars, drinks, and
conversation. Centered amongst them was one truly
elderly man with grayed, thinning hair and a heavily
wrinkled face accentuated by two hawk like eyes that
cut Terri straight through to her soul as he puffed
merrily on a cigar.
"My, my, you were right, Walter, she will do nicely for
her task." The old man spoke appreciatively to one of
the men to his right. "Please dear, give us a quick
spin."
Terri quickly did as she was told, gracefully doing a
full turn to show off her body.
"Simply lovely, and her performance during the game was
a testament to Brookes' new training method.
We will have to let him take a reward for his good
work." The old man continued. "Now, dear, I will allow
you a rare sufferance, an ability to speak your true
mind for as long as you are in our presence this
evening.
You may ask anything you wish, tell us anything you
wish, but you will remain calm and respectful of your
duties as well. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir, I do." Terri replied, a strange feeling
wracking her brain a moment later. In that instant, the
fog seemed to lift from her thoughts and she realized
fully and completely just what had happened and her
current predicament. Still, standing there nearly naked
in front of this assembly, Terri couldn't summon the
ability to cover herself, and that reinforced for her
the certainty of her position.
"Sir, can I please cover myself decently?" Terri asked,
surprised and glad that she had said just what she
wanted to, even though she couldn't make a move to
fulfill her own desires.
"I think not, in fact I think you've been rather
impolite in leaving your lovely young form covered this
much in our presence." The old man replied, sipping
from his glass as he continued to study the girl
presented before him.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Terri replied, and before she knew it,
she was gently pulling down her panties and pulling off
her top. Now she was standing completely naked before
them, and she simply stood at attention for them,
pressing her breasts forward and parting her legs
slightly. "Is this better?"
"Much, now, please go about serving the members of our
little council as you ask your questions." The old man
answered.
"Yes, sir." Terri answered, surprised at her own calm
obedience. She chalked it up to t he commands she had
been given. She was quite unable to gather up any real
resistance, but she did feel strange acting like this.
Terri quickly walked over to the man on the right end
of the group and presented herself. "How do you wish to
use me?"
"I think a good fuck with you riding my cock would be
good. I'm very interested to try out such an
underutilized pussy." He replied and folded back his
chair.
"That's a good choice, I've only had sex six times so
I'm still fairly tight." Terri replied as she
unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock, already
hard for her. As soon as she had heard his request she
felt a switch flip in her mind, and Terri felt her
pussy readying itself to be used. She realized what
that meant, that she was a self-lubricating sex toy.
Terri didn't even feel any real sexual excitement like
she had before, it was all oddly clinical, even the
realization that she had to wet her pussy to be fucked.
While she stood there letting her interior warm up
Terri had the chance to ask another question. "Why did
you do this to me?"
"Beyond that fact that you are such a lovely young
thing, we do have a mission for you to perform, though
this is hardly the time to go into such things, Terri.
Suffice to say, we have enough pretty girls here to
serve our whims, but your family and their connections
provide us with an invaluable resource, one that you
will help us exploit." The old man replied as Terri
straddled her next sexual partner.
Terri listened intently to his answer as she moved
herself into position kneeling around her partner’s
waist, her slit position just above his waiting shaft.
She didn't wait for instruction, knowing what she had
to do, and quickly reached between her legs to grab the
waiting member and direct it inside her. Terri took a
moment to appreciate the feeling of his shaft as she
grasped it, never before had she actually wrapped her
fingers around a man's cock. In her calmed stated all
she could do was note its dimensions and feel before
she sent it towards its goal. Terri ran it back and
forth over her engorged lips for a moment before
finding her entrance and sinking the stiff cock into
her well-lubricated pussy. She let out a short gasp as
she impaled herself, taking in the filling sensation
with her calm detachment still reigning.
Terri was rewarded with a satisfied groan from her
partner as she filled herself with his member. Finally,
she felt his crotch hairs tickling her now bare pussy
lips and leaned forward, looking into her partner’s
eyes as she began massaging his shaft with her inner
muscles. "Is this pussy meeting you're expectations?"
"Very much so, feel free to begin riding me and
continue your conversation."
"Thank you, and please tell me if there's anything more
you'd like this body to do for you." Terri replied as
she began her work of fucking his cock. She felt oddly
detached to the task, and once she had set up a rhythm
that her partner clearly was enjoying she turned back
to the old man to ask another question as she bounced
dutifully on her partner’s shaft.
"What's going to happen to me and my family?" Terri
asked, her words punctuated by occasionally
uncontrolled gasps and pants as she continued to fuck
away.
"Well, dear, that depends on your father. Certainly,
the rest of your family will be placed firmly under our
control as well, but your father holds the key to what
their future holds. Though again, you'll find that out
in due course. Regardless, you're fate is already set,
though we shall discuss that later as I have said." The
old man took another puff from his cigar and continued.
"I suppose next you'll want to know how we did this to
you. Well, I can't say all the particulars, Coach
Brookes knows the full techniques best among us, but I
can tell you the basics. On the surface, you're
controlled by a special form of hypnotic subliminal
that is attached to every TV and radio signal and part
of everything running from a loud speaker. All this
does is makes you pliant, and unwilling, even unable to
leave this town or contact anyone outside. You also
won't notice anything strange, it'll simply pass by as
some unremarkable event in your perception. After that,
we use special equipment to condition your mind, retune
your responses so you'll behave just as we want you too
at all times, even think what we want you to, when we
want you to. That's where you're at now, fully
conditioned, and you'll do anything we ask of you, no
matter how much you don't want to."
Even as she continued fucking her partner, with part of
her mind concentrating fully on the union of pussy and
cock and her role to pleasure him, Terri felt a spark
of outrage at that suggestion a momentary, almost
foolhardy confidence she had to express. "You can't,
you may be able to make me some kind of sex toy, but
there are some things even you can't make me do!"
Terri felt a little foolish as soon as she said that,
realizing the audacity of her defiant comment as she
dutifully fucked a man she didn't even know. Certainly,
if they could do this much to her, make her fall this
far, she didn't even want to think of how much more
they could make her do, and she had been stupid enough
to challenge them and their abilities.
"We shall have to see about that, Terri, and before
this night is over, you'll see that you don't have any
control at all now. You are our pet now, and while we
are very generous, you will serve our purposes, no
matter what you're true wishes are." The old man smiled
and chuckled as Terri let out another sexual gasp as
she continued fucking one of the administrators of
Morningwood.
/-=*=-\
The evening continued like that as Terri serviced the
rest of the group. She fucked two more of them and
sucked off or ate out the rest. With her mouth occupied
most of the time, the group went on with their normal
business, which was quite a litany of just whom and
what was under their control. As Terri dutifully served
their sexual whims, she also contemplated what that
meant. From their conversation, there was hardly a
major business or government they didn't have their
hands in, to one degree or another, all that remained
was how they planned to finish gaining control. In her
calmed state, Terri couldn't work up much concern, but
she still felt bothered by the conversation, and the
final truth that what little hope she had of escape was
waning fast.
Finally, the last member of the group gasped in release
as Terri skillfully sucked him off. As she felt his
seed splashing against the back of her throat, a wave
of pleasure swept through her. She pulled back from the
man she had just serviced and leaned against the side
of his chair as the torrent gripped her. Terri drew in
a deep breath as she shivered in the wake of a massive
orgasm. Everything washed away in that blast of pure
ecstasy, leaving Terri nearly catatonic for a few
minutes as her reward was dealt out.
As her thoughts slowly returned, Terri again felt the
wonderful pride of service. It was still a peculiar
feeling to her, but she couldn't help but feel a sense
of grand accomplishment at being able to bring sexual
pleasure to all of the people in that room. As they
finalized their business, Terri simply stood proudly in
the corner, reveling in her successes of the evening,
and all of the experiences she had just had serving
these people. She also took the opportunity to review
her performance, and seek out ways to improve, even as
she had over the course of the evening. Terri cursed
her conditioning for not including more extensive
training in how to give the most of her body when
called upon.
"Ah, Terri, I believe we have just about finished for
the evening, and so I present you with your next task."
The old man snapped his fingers and a side door open.
Terri looked over to see her younger sister, Amber,
being wheeled into the room on a gurney. She looked
pleasantly asleep, still dressed in her normal daily
clothes, with one of Brookes' special headsets over her
ears.
Terri gasped with shock as she followed her sister's
sleeping form as it was pushed across the room. She had
realized that this would be her fate, but to be brought
face to face with the reality was something beyond her
ability to control. Even against the calm shield that
still held her in check, Terri could feel a strong
sense of fear, anguish and anger. She fell to her knees
with a wail. "Please don't do this to her!"
"We, have little choice, dear, in fact though, you are
going to be responsible for her conditioning. You
should be pleased, by doing this, you will be helping
to solidify your own conditioning. Normally, we
wouldn't do this, but you are so very important, that
we need to be sure you're completely under control
before we send you on your way. Now, please step up to
the panel on the side of her bed and we can begin
building Amber's new life." The old man explained,
watching with satisfaction as he saw Terri regain more
control with every expression of her importance.
Terri noticed it as well, though she couldn't help it.
The need to serve and please were now rooted in her
being, even against an act like this. She couldn't stop
herself. Terri walked over to the computer panel as
instructed and looked down, at both her sister's sweet
face and the control's that would change her forever,
make Amber a slave just like she had become. Even as
she knew this, and tried to fight against her need to
obey her new masters, Terri laid her hands upon the
controls and waited diligently for the instructions
that would create Amber's new existence.
"Good, Terri, and now we shall prepare our
demonstration for tomorrow." The old man continued,
laying out for Terri just what her family's fate would
be the next day. Terri grimaced inside with the
entirety of the events, but worked away, transforming
her sister as instructed and preparing herself for her
own duties in the demonstration.
PART III
"How do you expect me to believe anything you just
said?" Mark Jackson scoffed at the improbable tale he
had just heard. "If I believed a word of it, I'd have
to arrest you right now, not even to speak of helping
you."
"I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Jackson. Truly, I am,
though that doesn't change anything. Please remember I
said we needed your assistance, I never implied you had
a choice in the matter." The old cigar smoking man
replied.
"Who do you think you are? I think it'd be best if you
leave, now." Mark ordered. He had taken his fill of
this unannounced guest. Mark still didn't know what
possessed him to let the man in originally, but he had
run out of patience.
"I am the man at the head of our little group, Mr.
Jackson, and I am fully able to choose my own comings
and goings and I am not yet finished here. You see, I
do still need your help, and I'm ready to demonstrate
just how compliant you can become when you need to be.
Please ask your daughters to come down here."
The old man commanded, taking a puff from his cigar,
smiling at the uncomfortable cringe it elicited from
his nominal host.
"Amber, Terri, come down here please!" Mark yelled out
before he had a chance to think. He didn't understand
what possessed him to do it, even as he was still
intent on throwing the old man out.
Terri and Amber trampled down the stairs a moment
later, both now eager to obey. Terri knew what awaited
them, dreading it even as she felt the unsaitable urge
to obey and serve that caused her to rush downstairs.
Amber didn't know anything of her current state yet, in
fact she existed in an odd haze that clouded her
perceptions, until she heard the call to come
downstairs. Her own need to serve was rooted now as
well, even if she didn't realize it yet and it helped
spur her down the stairs. Both girls were in bathrobes,
though only Terri knew what they were both wearing
underneath. In fact she had picked out both outfits the
night before, and couldn't suppress her pride at just
how sexy she looked in the lingerie.
"Hello, girls, I'm afraid your father has decided he
needs a demonstration of my position and his own.
Please, disrobe and come into the middle of the room."
The old man commanded.
Both girls complied instantly, dropping their robes at
the foot of the stairs and walking into the middle of
the living room. Terri was dressed in a sheer black
teddy that clung to her curves and presented her assets
wonderfully. It was also crotchless at Terri's
insistence, so that her pussy would be readily
accessible for use. As she took her place in the middle
of the room, Terri stood proudly at attention and
dutifully prepared her body for use, still amazed that
her conditioning allowed her to lubricate herself by
will alone.
Amber was completely shocked by her own actions, and by
what she was wearing. She was wearing much the same
garment as Terri had the night before, though Amber
didn't know it. The only difference was that, like
Terri's, her panties were crotchless. Amber couldn't
remember putting these clothes on, nor could she figure
out what possessed her to do it in the first place. As
she took her place beside Terri, Amber realized that
she was putting on quite a display for her own father
and a complete stranger. Yet all she could do was fall
into a strange attention, pressing her chest outward
and spreading her legs just enough to give an
unfettered view of her uncovered mound.
"What's happening to me?" Amber finally cried after she
had taken her position and found herself unable to do
anything but stand there displaying her lovely young
body. She could feel the cool air in the room flow over
her naked flesh and looked down to see her nipples
poking out of the shear top as they felt the cold as
well.
Terri waited a moment until the old man gave her a nod
and she was allowed to assume her roll. "You're being
turned into a sex toy, Amber, just like I was."
"No, please, I don't want to." Amber cried again. She
looked over at Terri to see her worst fears confirmed.
Terri looked perfectly like a teen seductress, and
Amber shuddered as Terri smiled back, an expression
strangely melding sisterly joy and sexual desire. Amber
turned away, closing her eyes from the awful truth,
unwilling to accept what had already been said of her
fate.
Terri walked up behind Amber and ran her hands up and
down Amber's sides and finally cupped her breasts. "But
Amber, you have such a lovely body, it'd be terrible
waste not to have it enjoyed by the world."
"Terri, stop it. Leave your sister alone." Mark
ordered, finally able to rouse himself from his shock
at his daughter's behavior. Still, he felt restrained,
even pacified more than he would normally expect.
Finally, he felt a twinge of excitement at seeing his
two lovely daughters like this, both sexily clad in
revealing clothing, and giving him a full view of their
youthful charms. He had felt that before, though he had
always been able to suppress it before. This time he
couldn't, even though he wished otherwise, just for the
sake of decency.
"But, Daddy, you have to admit that Amber is just a
little sexpot, I mean what able man wouldn't want to
make use of a body like this? You'd like to do her
right now wouldn't you, Daddy?" Terri teased as she
continued to caress her sister's body. She knew just
what she was doing, just what was going to happen.
Terri hated herself for what she had to do, but it
didn't change anything, even the satisfaction at doing
fulfilling her task remained unaltered as she debased
her sister.
Amber could only whimper at the treatment she was
receiving. She could scarcely believe that Terri was
handling her so passionately, or that her body was
responding. It right to have others caressing her
breasts, Amber thought, surprised that such a notion
occurred to her. She couldn't deny it, though she
tried, finally, she accepted the idea and pressed her
pert young flesh into her sister's accepting hands.
"No, I don't, I couldn't, even though she is such a
sexy young woman. If she wasn't my daughter I'd split
her wonderful cunt open with my cock right now." Mark
clamped his mouth shut at that small admission, not
believing what he had just said, or the instant
reaction in his own pants at his words. With just that
simple thought, a floodgate of perverted images
involving Amber filled his mind.
Amber herself felt a strange sensation flood over her
at her father's words as well. He had said she was
sexy, and suddenly she felt proud of it. "Oh, god,
Daddy, you think I'm sexy? That is so cool. Haven't I
ever turned you on before?"
"Oh, sweetie, of course you have. Like when your little
nipples poke through your nightshirts on cold mornings,
or the way you wiggles you hot little ass always makes
me want to fuck you." Mark replied, shocked at his
admission, and unable to deny the fact that he was
aroused now as well.
"Daddy, that's so sweet." Amber replied. She didn't
know what had came over her, but she really liked
hearing all this dirty talk from her own father. In
fact, she was becoming aroused, something that was
still a novel sensation in it's own right. Amber was
still a virgin, though she wasn't uninformed about sex
completely. She just hadn't been inclined to pursue it
before, beyond a few exploratory sessions of heavy
petting. Now all that was behind her, and her body was
alighting with new sensations, new needs, and Amber was
completely unable to suppress any of them.
"Don't you think, Daddy would like to see more of
you're sexily little body, Amber? Why don't you show
him your cute little titties." Terri suggested as she
continued. Amber complied without hesitation, pulling
off her top with nearly reckless abandon.
"Do you like my little titties, Daddy?" Amber asked as
she waved her bare chest from side to side only a few
feet in front of her leering father. Her breasts were
still small, though perfectly rounded and tipped with
two lovely pink nipples that quickly hardened in the
cool living room air. Amber could scarcely believe
herself, being this bold just wasn't normal, but she
felt so right like this, nearly naked, presenting her
youthful body to her father. Only the smallest part of
her mind considered where this would lead, and all she
could do was shudder in anticipation.
"They are just perfect, angel, I'd just love to suck on
them." Mark answered. He licked his lips hungrily as
her two sweet little orbs danced before him just out of
reach. His thoughts of resistance were gone, all he
wanted was to assault the wondrous girl if front of
him.
Amber giggled and then bent over, giving her father a
full view of her pussy through her crotchless
underwear. As she did so, she ran her hand over her
exposed mound, surprised that she didn't have any hair
there, but she was pleased by that fact, that her mound
was properly clean. Amber didn't know why, remembering
her own pleasure not long ago at the hair that had been
growing there. A small part of her realized that she
had been prepared for this fate, the thought disturbed
her, but she felt thankful that she had been well
prepared to be enjoyed as well. What good was a sex
slave if she wasn't ready to be fucked?
"Oh, Daddy, can you believe this little pussy is
waiting to be fucked for the first time? It feels so
empty right now, aching for a cock to make me a woman.
It's all hot and wet to, just ready to be used. Will
you use me, Daddy?" Amber pleaded with her final words.
Her arousal was beyond control or comprehension, all
that remained inside her was an undeniable need to be
used. Finished with her pussy display she turned back
around, her eyes burning with lust and desire as she
looked to her father. She shivered inside as her look
was so graciously returned. Amber could hardly wait to
be used, to be initiated in her new existence as a sex
toy. She stole a glance down to her father's crotch,
pleased to see the outline of his erect shaft waiting
just below the surface. Amber shivered in anticipation
at being speared with it, barely able to control her
need.
Terri stood only a few feet away watching with dismay
as Amber acted out her program with perfect accuracy. A
small tear fell from her eyes as she watched, breaking
her look of a proud sister. Terri knew she had been the
one to do this to her sister, but the worst was yet to
come, and she hated herself for being so weak. It had
been her hands on the controls that had chanced her
sister from a carefree teenager into this sex crazed
slave, Terri rationally knew she had no choice, but she
still lamented her own weakness. She had been too weak
to save her sister, and now they were both caught in
this evil web.
"Detach, both of you." The old man spoke from his seat.
Amber felt a shudder pass through her a moment later, a
veil seemed to lift from her thoughts and she was able
to think normally again. She nearly screamed in shock
as she stood there, kneading her own naked breasts as
she danced a seductive sexual dance right in front of
her father. Amber couldn't believe what she had just
been saying, or doing. She had just invited her father
to fuck her, and she couldn't understand what possessed
her to do it. Amber remembered what Terri had said
about becoming a sex toy, and she realized that she'd
just given a demonstration. She turned to Terri then
and gave her sister a forlorn, almost terrified look as
she continued presenting her body to their father.
"What is you're purpose, Amber?" Terri asked coldly.
She didn't know where the words came from, but realized
it was her own conditioning, her part of this little
show.
"To serve, to be used, my body exists to bring pleasure
to my masters. I am to seek my Masters' desires and
find reward in pleasing them." Amber answered with a
reverence she didn't feel. The words scared her,
telling her that even now, with her mind free she was
still a slave.
"Terri please, let me go! I don't want to do this."
Amber pleaded, her voice sweet and sultry, providing no
contrast to her continuing erotic dance.
"She's not the one in control my dear, and I couldn't
let a lovely little thing like you go. Please, come
over here and prepare me while I finish my discussion
with your father." The old man said.
"Please, no, Mister." Amber replied as she stopped her
gyrations and strolled over to the old man. She found
her hands going to his crotch and pulling his shaft
free. Amber looked at it in awe for a moment, being her
first shaft, before she began to gently caress it's
length with her delicate fingers. She somehow knew that
it was important not to over-stimulate him, but Amber
didn't want to consider the reasons for it.
Instead, she found herself studying his shaft. Amber
didn't know why, but she found the old man's member
fascinating, and studiously examined every vein and
bump with a determination she had never felt towards
anything.
Meanwhile, Mark was sitting back, nearly catatonic. The
reality of his behavior and his daughters stunned him,
that he was only moment away from taking his youngest
daughters virginity disturbed him greatly.
Just as disturbing was the fact that he was still
sitting there, unmoving as Amber began caressing the
old man's cock. Mark knew he should be tearing him
apart, but yet he felt the same strange calmness flow
over him as before. All he could do was sit and watch
his nearly naked daughter perform her first official
act as a sex slave to this evil man.
"Now, Mr. Jackson, I think you're fully aware of you're
position in these negotiations. I need you to arrange
an internship for young Terri here with Senator Philip
Summers, a good friend of yours, I believe."
The old man said. He smiled wickedly as Amber continued
her adoring maintenance of his hard shaft.
"Why?" Mark uttered. His restraint was on in full
force, keeping a litany of insults and threats
contained.
"Well, seeing as you're clearly under my control now,
I'll tell you as much as I can at this point, Mr.
Jackson. Mr. Summers has been a very steadfast opponent
of our interests. He doesn't realize out extent or our
plans yet, but his position does allow him many
luxuries that most men lack. While we do maintain
ourselves rather discretely outside of this little
community, our larger plans are rather hard to conceal
from someone in his position. He has also proven very
resistant to our normal forms of persuasion, and
infiltration. Simply put, your daughter will be able to
get closer than any of our previous agents, and
eliminate a threat to our interests." The old man
answered.
"What will become of us?" Mark asked, again his
unnatural restraint keeping him from expressing his
true feelings for the loathsome man in front of him.
"That depends, Mr. Jackson. You're family is now fully
members of our little community, and I'm content to let
you remain so. Little Amber here will still go to
school, and you'll still have you're job. Certainly,
Amber will now be willing sharing her charms with any
male who wishes, even you if you so desire. You will
also be able to enjoy any unclaimed women in our little
community at your leisure. You will, of course, present
yourself for use by any of the women in our
administrative board. If you resist too effectively, we
will be forced to deal more harshly with you. So long
as you cooperate, Mr. Jackson, you'll be able to enjoy
a wonderfully decadent existence." The old man said.
"Now, I think I will allow myself a little indulgence
with this lovely young lady. Please enjoy your other
daughter, Mr. Jackson, she is quite the little number
herself. You should be proud to have fathered such
wonderful examples of feminine beauty, and be glad to
have the opportunity to sample in your creation."
Amber felt a pat on her head and she looked up into the
old man's weathered face. She returned suddenly to
reality, realizing that she had just been worshiping
his cock and that he was likely going to use it on her
in only moments.
"Oh, little one, prepare yourself for me, please and
lay down on the floor." The old man commanded with a
surprisingly gentle tone.
"Please, Master, don't make me do this. I don't want to
loose my virginity like this." Amber pleaded, her tone
sweet and lovely, lacking even the edge of a pleading
tone. Amber realized with a start that she had called
him Master, something that surprised her even as she
began to follow his commands. She had barely spoken
when she felt the ache between her legs returned with a
surprising vengeance. Amber was oddly disconnected from
the arousal though, she felt the need, the aching of
her loins to be filled, but only as an echo of their
previous intensity. Still, she dutifully obeyed,
placing herself on the floor and spreading her legs
widely. Amber looked up with what she knew was a look
of sexual need, even though the feelings were only skin
deep. Her body was ready to be used, and complicit in
the act even if her mind didn't reflect that desire.
Amber looked up at the old man as he casually undressed
before her. He had a rather well kept body beneath his
weather face, and Amber had little else to do except
take him in. Her final attention turned to his bouncing
and ready shaft, the same shaft she had only moments
before been worshiping.
Amber realized with dismay that she would soon be able
to compare how differently a cock felt to her hands and
her pussy.
The old man looked down at the panting young form of
his latest pet. He took personal pleasure in breaking
in as many of the young fillies as he could, and this
one was certainly no exception. "Why, dear, I wouldn't
dream of depriving you of this great pleasure of life."
With that he descended upon her, moving between her
spread legs and positioning himself directly above her.
Amber looked up into his eyes, the look of a predator
enjoying his prey dancing on his face. She pushed
herself up and kissed him, surprised at committing such
an intimate act. Her lips parted and their tongues
danced for a moment. Amber tasted the disgusting
foulness of cigar as she did so, but couldn't stop
herself. The embrace ended after only a moment and his
attention turned to the moment at hand. Amber could
feel his shaft dancing across her thighs, slowly moving
closer to her entrance. Her hand moved down between her
legs and clasped him. Her hands caressed him for a
moment then directed him to her entrance, rubbing the
head of his shaft across her waiting nether lips.
"Oh, Master, this body awaits your blessing. Please,
enjoy this virgin flesh." Amber said. She couldn't
believe she had just said that, even as she felt the
head of his shaft waiting at her gates. Amber knew her
pussy had prepared itself to be used, that even as she
lamented her fate her body was about to throw itself at
her rapist and Master.
"Why thank you, dear. I believe I will."
With that the old man thrust forward with a determined
strength. Amber gasped as she felt her tender flesh
give way to his shaft. She followed the novel sensation
as he split open her virgin path, barely registering
the demise of her maidenhood. Finally, she felt his
hairy sack rest against her lower lips and his shaft
pulsed fully within her. Amber began to tense her
vaginal walls, helping to keep his stay within her
pleasurable. She could scarcely believe that she was
about to be fucked, that she had a man's cock resting
inside her. Alien thoughts paraded through her mind in
the moment after her impalement. Amber realized how
much of an honor it was to have a cock inside her. She
didn't know why, exactly, but it was. She also knew it
was her purpose to please her Master, to use her body
in any way necessary to do so. Yet even with these
thoughts, Amber remembered how wrong such things were,
that she was being raped in front of her sister and
father. She felt anger and subservience in equal
measure, and she could only watch as her body followed
a path that she only wished she could resist.
The old man paused for little more than a few seconds
to luxuriate in Amber's virgin pussy before beginning
to thrust into the compliant young woman. Amber
whimpered with joy as she felt him moving within her,
affirming her value as a sex slave. She immediately set
her attention on meeting his thrusts, to help him enjoy
their coupling. Amber realized that her detachment from
her body's pleasure was on purpose, so that she could
focus entirely on her technique. She found herself
being thankful for that, so that she could better serve
her masters. Her own pleasure was unimportant,
secondary to her service. Amber knew she would be
rewarded by her own good performance. If she was a good
partner, she would be allowed to orgasm. What was
important was how well she pleased her master, and
Amber set about to please her current master as best
she could.
It wasn't long before the pair was lost in wild motion.
Amber was returning the old man's every thrust, her
pussy caressing him in perfect time to his movements.
Her body was panting and moaning as well,
inarticulately thanking him for his treatment. Inside,
Amber was of two minds, one lamenting her cruel fate
and the other attentively using her youthful body to
please her partner. Amber found herself kissing instead
of crying, moaning instead of screaming, and fucking
instead of running. As the old man pounded into her,
Amber regretted that she couldn't even be allowed to
enjoy the treatment as much as her body appeared to. A
part of her was thankful for the strange detachment,
but Amber wished that if she had to endure being
treated as a sex toy, that at least she could be
allowed to enjoy it.
"Are you enjoying yourself, dear?" The old man asked as
he continued his assault upon Amber's responsive form.
"Master, the pleasure of this body is not important.
Are you not enjoying you're use of me, Master?"
Amber asked, almost scared that she wasn't performing
well enough. Part of her still wanted to spit in his
face, but the rest of her gave even more heed to her
performance.
"Oh, my dear, you are a peach, but I think I can allow
you to enjoy yourself today, and don't be ashamed to
express yourself." The old man replied, fully enjoying
his pet.
"Thank you, Master." Amber moaned as the detachment
fell away. She basked in the wonders of sexual bliss
for a moment before returning attention to her duties.
Even her free mind welcomed the sensations, and allowed
herself to enjoy her first coupling. Amber gasped with
wonder at the first thrust she was allowed to fully
appreciate, barely believing her body could accept
something so large. She was lost in the feelings of
flesh meeting flesh, her entire body nearly encased
between the floor and this man who was using her. Her
body was aching with need, fulfilled only in the
joining of forms she was enjoying with her partner.
Amber had never been prepared for something like this,
and she couldn't believe how wonderful it was. She
wondered idly if real fucking was like this, or if the
pleasure she now enjoyed was simply part of her
transformation into a sex slave. It didn't matter
however, all that was important was thrusting into her
now, fulfilling her new purpose in life.
Amber tried to articulate words as they continued to
move in time, but she couldn't get out more than moans
and gasps as she was filled and emptied over and over.
Her entire existence was being wrapped up in the act,
her every resource being called upon to serve her
master or bask in the pleasure he was stoking within
her. Amber thrust herself back against his every thrust
in thanks and deference to her partner, he was honoring
her and allowing her to fulfill her purpose in life. It
was only right that she be used like this.
She knew loosing her virginity should be special, and
Amber felt proud she had saved herself for her master,
that he could enjoy her virgin flesh. She took pride in
that as she was still being fucked for the first time.
Amber had given something of herself that even Terri
couldn't have, and she was glad that she could
surrender that prize and happy that Terri had wasted
her virginity instead of giving it to her Master.
Then she felt her partner's pace quickening, sparking a
new instinct within her. Amber knew that he was coming
close to release, a final affirmation of her
capabilities. She fucked him in earnest now, returning
his every motion with as much gusto as she could. It
was her final chance to prove herself a worthy sex
slave, and Amber could deny her own need to prove it.
The thrusts came faster and faster, and Amber wrapped
herself tightly around her Master in their final
moments. Then she felt the old man stop, fully impaled
within her, and Amber experienced her first
insemination. She reveled in the novel sensation of her
Master's pulsing cock and the warmth of his seed
spreading through the depth of her recently virgin
channel.
"Oh, Master, thank you for honoring this humble slave
with your wondrous seed, and ridding her of her
shameful virginity." Amber kissed him sweetly on the
lips. Her purpose in life had been fulfilled for the
first time. As she rested with his withering shaft
still inside her, Amber wondered why she had never
before realized how important it was for her to take a
cock within her and accept it's seed. She knew it
hadn't seemed important before but now it was her
purpose in life. Tonight she had finally fulfilled it,
and she was already anticipating her next fulfillment
of purpose. Amber realized how shameful her virginity
had been, a symbol of her selfishness. She could
scarcely contain her shame at not having taken a
blessed shaft within her earlier or filling the depths
of her pussy with the wondrous seed of a man, like she
should have. Her earlier pride at giving her master a
virgin pussy turned to dismay at giving him an inferior
product. She could have had her pussy trained, and thus
given her master an even greater experience, but she
had wrongly kept her pussy unblessed by a man's seed.
By the time the old man had pulled away from her, Amber
was beside herself with anguish. As he rose to dress,
she kneeled before him in full sufferance to his
greatness and the gifts he had given her. "Oh, Master,
please forgive this slave for not having trained
herself before serving you, for forcing upon you a
pussy that had never known a cock, and was not trained
to fully please you."
The old man looked down with a clear air of surprise.
In all his deflowerings he had never encountered this
reaction by a conditioned girl. "That's all right,
little one, a virgin pussy is worth far more than a
trained one. Content yourself by serving all you
Masters to come as well as you have served me."
Amber brightened up. Her master had affirmed her
quality, that she had not been in error before in her
judgement to keep her virginity. Now that she was no
longer a virgin, Amber knew she had to train herself to
become a wonderful toy to be used. She thought to ask
her master, but then realized that she could learn
these things at school, where else would one go to
learn how to fulfill their purpose in life?
With her immediate concerns to her master resolved,
Amber felt her senses open up and she heard the
distinct sounds of lovemaking a few feet away. She
turned to see Terri and their father coupling doggy
style with great finesse. Amber took in the scene with
a small bit of dismay and a great deal of appreciation.
Amber was proud of her sister, their father was
obviously enjoying the coupling, and a slave could do
no better than serve her master well. Amber mindlessly
cupped up the cum of her own master as she watched her
sister fulfill her purpose. Amber hoped her father
wouldn't be too worn out from using Terri, as Amber
wanted to feel her father's shaft pounding into her as
well. She didn't think it fair that Terri get to hog
all of their father's wondrous seed, Amber wanted some
to fill her pussy as well.
Terri was panting with lust and glowing with
fulfillment. With the old man's suggestion, her father
had descended upon her almost instantly after they got
to watch Amber loose her virginity. Terri had bent over
on her hands and knees and spread her legs without
command, and her father mounted her with his glorious
shaft only a moment later. Now, she was reveling in
being used, in having her pussy filled with cock, that
it was her father's added a strange sense of taboo and
extra reverence. Terri was in awe that the shaft within
her was the same that had given her life. That she
could accept the same seed that her mother had, filled
Terri with a sense of fulfillment greater than she had
known from her previous couplings. She was even more
determined to make sure her father enjoyed her form at
its best, to thank him for giving her life.
Amber's situation had faded from Terri's mind almost
instantly upon being entered. The shaft within her was
more important than any outside concern. Still the
final moment of Amber's first coupling penetrated
Terri's sexual focus long enough for Terri to feel
pride in her sister's ability to please a man. Terri's
own attention then shifted back to her own busy pussy,
and the honor being bestowed upon it.
It wasn't long before her hard word was rewarded, and
she felt her depths filled with her father's seed. Her
pride was bolstered again, proving her worth with every
drop of seed resting within her. As soon as her father
had withdrawn, Terri turned to him hugging and kissing
him in a more daughterly way, aside from her still
rather naked form. "Thank you for using my pussy,
Daddy, I'm so glad you've blessed me with your seed."
Terri saw a momentary look of dismay in her father's
expression before he turned to the old man. The Old man
had dressed and was now making his way to the door,
leaving Amber still panting on the floor where she had
been used.
"Please, Mr. Jackson, don't mind me, you have you're
orders, and until you're able to arrange an internship
for Terri, you are free to enjoy her when her free time
permits. Now, I'm sure you can entertain yourself for
the evening, good night, Mr. Jackson, girls." The old
man said and slipped out before Mark even had a chance
to say anything more.
Mark sank back into his seat, his two scantily clad
daughters resting at his feet, all knowing it was only
time before their sexual drives would be fulfilled
again. For the moment they simply rested. Mark
recouping from Terri's wonderful treatment and knowing
that another uncontrollable urge was coming for him to
fuck his other daughter. Both the girls sat their still
reveling in the seed slowly dripping from their
pussies, proof that they were proper young women,
fulfilling their purpose. Finally, they both knew there
was a fight coming over who would be granted the honor
of taking their father's shaft next.
/-=*=-\
Terri grunted shamelessly as she fucked back against
her math teacher shaft. He'd asked her to stay behind
after class, and promptly plunged his hard cock into
her sopping mound as she bent over his desk. It was
just another school day at Morningwood for Terri, she
was still considered a new kid, and that meant both the
blessing and curse of receiving extra attention from
all the men and boys at the school. Terri had already
exercised her pussy twice that morning, once in the
halls before class with an upperclassman and later
during chemistry class with her lab partner. The only
comment she received was that she try to enjoy herself
less quietly so as not to distract the other students
while they worked.
Terri still wasn't used to the constant use she was
getting. Certainly the sex was all encompassing,
commanding and fulfilling more than she could have
imagined. Yet, Terri when she had a chance to really
reflect on her new existence found it hard to accept
that she would simply lube up and present herself for
fucking at the slightest whim of a passing male. She
had taken to wearing clothes that gave ready access to
her pussy and breasts, most skirts and blouses, so that
her time from command to actual involvement was as
small as possible. Terri found herself taking a
perverse pride in being so readily available, even to
the point of practicing how long it took for her to get
her pussy ready to be fucked. She also found herself
keeping track of every encounter, and reviewing them in
her free time to better her performance. Terri knew
she'd been conditioned to all of this behavior, knew it
was wrong, but she was unable to stifle her new desire
to be used or the pride she took in her performance.
Terri had also taken a prominent role in helping Amber
become the best sex pet she could be as well. Terri
found herself arranging sexual encounters for her
little sister, and observing and coaching Amber from
the side of the bed. She still didn't believe how much
pride she felt whenever Amber took a man's seed. Terri
did find that she could talk honestly with Amber, as
much as their new attitudes allowed. Amber was
acclimating much faster than Terri had, even so far as
expressing a strange appreciation for her knew life.
Terri understood in part, as much as she couldn't admit
it to herself or anyone else, a growing part of her
yearned to be used as a sex toy and was grateful for
this new existence that had been thrust upon her so
completely.
These thoughts were far from her mind this afternoon
however, as her entire being focused on the honor being
bestowed upon her eager flesh. Terri moaned and
grunted, even squealing on occasion, all sounds she
knew her math teacher loved to hear. He didn't like
articulate lovers, rather animalistic ones, as Terri
had learned from other girls and in past encounters,
and Terri was determined not to disappoint. It was her
role in life to be the best partner she could be on
demand. She found her fellow female classmates most
willing to share the various kinks and fetishes of the
faculty and male students. Terri couldn't get enough of
the information, all learned firsthand from those
telling, her mind absorbing every important detail for
the eventuality of being used by that man. It was a
oddly quiet night several weeks after her induction to
her new life that Terri realized just how completely
her field of study had changed from college bound young
women to the sexual techniques of a school house sex
toy. Her even
ings no longer filled with writing long essays or doing
algebra, rather she spent them either practicing love
making first hand or reviewing previous encounters and
plotting those to come.
It was only on a few quiet lonely nights that Terri had
the fortune to clear her mind of the new drives planted
within her. In those fleeting moments she didn't know
whether to laugh or cry. Terri realized what she had
become, even that she enjoyed it to increasing degrees.
In part she wanted to surrender to this new fate, it
wasn't that bad in many ways, and so nearly all
consuming that only on the rarest occasion could she
really reflect on this knew life rather than be awash
in it's effects. Terri wasn't ready for that however,
and deep down a fear still brewed about her fate over
the long term. Her father had arranged an internship
for her, as he had been ordered. That left Terri with
an impending reality where she would be the instrument
of destruction for an innocent, perhaps even the one
person who could save her. It was that thought that
kept Terri from giving in to the pleasure and
artificial pride that swelled within her as she lived
her new life. In surrender, she would never find
freedom, and perhaps she still had a chance for that.
This was not the moment for freedom however, with her
twisted set of priorities if she was given the choice
of freedom or taking the seed from the cock moving
within her, Terri wouldn't think twice about taking her
Math teacher's seed. He was honoring her, affirming her
worth, and she would unable to insult him at this
moment, by refusing to accept his offering inside her.
Terri was in fact doing everything in her power to make
this encounter one that her partner would not soon
forget. She had been given considerable opportunities
to practice her technique, and she reveled in every
opportunity to prove she could learn from each
encounter. Terri even toyed with her old values, using
them as a strange form of passion booster by imagining
just how lewd a scene she was making and how
inconceivable such an encounter had been for her just
months ago. Terri giggled at the notion, knowing that
the old Terri would never be bent over a school desk
with her blouse open and her skirt flipped over her
waist and being fucked willingly and completely by her
teacher. She quivered at the notion, even feeling a
twinge of regret that she never had this kind of an
opportunity to be used by her former teachers. Still,
it was this teacher, and his thrusting shaft that drew
her in now. It was her reason for being after all.
Finally, Terri felt her partner begin his final frantic
motions, spurring her own course to sexual release.
This man preferred to bring his partner to orgasm right
before he came, and Terri was not about to disappoint
him. She melted her inner detachment, which allowed her
to focus on her technique and method, allowing the
flood of sexual energy to consume her. It took only a
few more thrusts to complete her ascendance, and Terri
let out a scream of release. Her inner flames flared
with wondrous intensity, and Terri quaked with
pleasure. The final affirmation of her performance
followed a moment later as she felt the now familiar
sensation of her pussy depths filling with the warmth
of her partner’s seed. Terri beamed with joy at her
accomplishment, though she knew her work wasn't quite
finished yet.
This man liked to use his women and then resume his
other business promptly and Terri didn't want to slow
him down. She gasped as he pulled out of her, and she
quickly turned around and gave him a quick peck on the
cheek in thanks for honoring her pussy with his seed.
With that done, Terri strolled merrily out of the
classroom, content with another job well done. She
still had another class to get to, and she cupped her
mound as she walked over to her next class, being
certain to catch every drop of her latest lover's seed
as it dripped out of her. Terri still found it strange
that she was so obsessed with not letting a single drop
go or her need to lick the salty mix of juices from her
hands. Regardless, she couldn't resist the need to do
so.
Terri continued to lap up the evidence of her recent
coupling as she entered her English class. Like any
other class, several of the boys were making good use
of their willing female classmates, though all were
careful not to be too noisy. No one even took much
notice as Terri walked into the classroom with her
breasts still jiggling naked out of her open blouse and
her hand still catching her pussy juices from her
latest encounter. It was at such awe striking moments
that Terri could punch through the veil of her
conditioning and realize just how warped her world had
become when no one even cared take a second glance at
such a lewd display as she was making. She couldn't
help but feel disappointed, surely she would have
sparked many a wet dream doing this in her old life,
but here it was all too common. Even so, she hoped that
her recently used state wouldn't turn away any
interested parties as she was already anxious to have
her body ran through its paces again, just like any
good sex toy would want.
It was only a moment before she felt a familiar tap at
her shoulder and she turned around to the smiling face
of the boy sitting behind her. There wasn't any
question what he wanted and she relaxed and let him
move her into position, pushing aside her chair and
leaning over her desk. Terri happily pulled up her
skirt and spread her legs for him, as her pussy built
back up to a fully ready state, aching to be filled.
The boy didn't make her wait long, dropping his pants
and bringing his ready shaft to her entrance with
casual speed. Terri moaned thankfully as he pushed into
her a moment later and quickly built up a rhythm in her
warm and eager depths. She squeaked and grunted happily
as she received another wonder fuck, grateful that her
body could be used again so soon.
"Ms. Jackson, please service your lover more quietly,
other students are trying to learn. And be sure that
you're pulsing your pussy well dear, you know how much
Erin likes that."
the Teacher scolded after an especially loud squeak
from Terri.
"Sorry, Mrs. Borrow," Terri replied. Stifling her wish
to vocally express the pleasure she was receiving.
Terri took note of her teacher’s advice as well, being
sure to use her pussy just like her partner preferred.
With that she turned inward and enjoyed herself, and
looked forward to another pleasurable school day.
"Eat up, Terri, we both know you won't have another
good meal until you get to DC." Mark said as Terri
toyed with her plate of bacon and eggs. Such
extravagant breakfasts weren't common in the Jackson
household, but this was a special occasion of a sort.
Terri would be off to her DC and her internship with
Senator Summers.
"I'm just nervous, Daddy." Terri said. She forced
another bite of egg white down her throat. She was
nervous too, in considerably more ways than she thought
possible. She was being sent to intern with Senator
Summers so she could subvert him, transform him into a
willing aid to the Council, the administrators she had
served at the school so many weeks ago. Terri lamented
that fact, knowing that he was perhaps the last hope of
freedom for her and her family. Still, another level of
conditioning induced concerns bombarded her as well.
"There's nothing to worry about, Honey, you're sexual
technique has been improving tremendously in the last
few months. Rob, will love sinking his cock into you're
well trained little pussy as much as I have. Besides,
you'll be getting some special training once you get to
DC as well, just in case we missed anything." Mark
reassured his daughter.
Terri smiled at that. "Yeah, you sure seamed to enjoy
me last night. I thought you'd never go soft, I'm just
glad Amber decided to join in so I could get some
rest."
The last evening had been a full-blown orgy, a going
away present of a sort. Her classmates and teachers had
came first, and Terri had spent several hours servicing
all her favorite partners from school. Some other girls
were there as well, to entertain the guests while they
waited to properly wish Terri a bon voyage.
After the official celebration had ended, Terri cleaned
herself up and joined her father. It would likely be
several months before she'd be able to serve him again,
and Terri wanted to leave him looking forward to her
return. Father and daughter coupled incessantly for
several hours, before Amber dutifully arrived to finish
off their father and allow Terri a few hours sleep
before setting off on her trip.
"Well, you've become quite the stimulating sexpot
there, Terri. Just being around you is enough to give a
man a week long erection." Mark said. His eyes tracing
over his daughter nearly naked flesh. Terri had taken
to wearing sexy lingerie as standard nightclothes, so
that she could be ready to entertain a partner at any
time. Mark had certainly made use of this fact many
times since his own conversion. His own previous
aversion to admiring his daughter’s luscious young
bodies had been destroyed. Now Mark couldn't satisfy
his appetite for his daughters, and made a point of
helping educate them on how to best arouse a man and
make good use of their feminine charms.
"Oh, Daddy, that's sweet." Terri giggled, blushing
slightly. A sliver of embarrassment still penetrated
the veil of her condition at times like this. Her near
nudity didn't concern her anymore, in truth she
appreciated the way her father learned at her displayed
charms. This morning she was wearing a full-length
nightie that was nearly translucent save the ruffled
edges of the plunging neckline and the sleeves. Terri
happily thrust out her pert little breasts for her
father's attentive eyes, it would be the last chance
for him to appreciate their gentle curves and her
crinkled pink nipples. The notion that disturbed her
was that she truly did find her fathers appreciation
for her new sexual abilities to be sweet.
Still, it was only a fleeting thought, soon replaced by
her new way of thinking.
"Would you like to use me one last time, Daddy? It'll
be months before you'll get another chance to use this
tight little pussy and I would love to have you're big
hard cock inside me one last time before I go."
Terri offered. She smiled up and her father warmly as
she stood up and hiked up her nightie to expose her
ready pussy. Terri had nearly perfected her ability to
wet herself on demand, and she really did want to get a
good bye ride from her father.
Mark went up behind her and ran a single finger between
Terri's slickened pussy lips. He beamed with pride, his
daughter had trained herself well in how to serve a
man. Terri whimpered and giggled as she felt her
father's finger split her tender nether lips.
"I'm sorry, Terri, but you've got a flight to catch,
and you can't be late. Now finish you're breakfast and
get dressed." Mark replied. He really did want to have
a final round with his lovely daughter, but there
simply wasn't time to do it properly, and he preferred
to remember their casual lovemaking of the night before
to a more hurried coupling before she rushed out the
door. "Okay, Daddy, but maybe you should have Amber
look after that cock of yours. It's just not proper for
an erect cock to go unserved you know." Terri replied,
hating to see her father tortured by not having his
erection serviced. She quickly finished her breakfast
so she could summon Amber to take care of it.
Her father only smiled at that, and allowed her to go
on her way in silence. Terri, rushed upstairs and sent
Amber down, then went over to her own room to dress.
Her clothes had been carefully selected for this trip.
Rather than the open and revealing outfits Terri had
embraced in her new life, she would have to wear
clothes that wouldn't have her stand out as the little
sex slave she'd become. Terri didn't like it though,
she knew these were the very same clothes she had been
wearing only months before when she came to
Morningwood, but that didn't help. She still got by
with a skirt, but she was being forced to put on a high
collar shirt, bra and panties. Terri knew that this was
so she could blend in, but she also knew that it would
mute the display of her charms and ready access to her
body. Her entire self worth had been wrapped up in her
existence as a sexual object, to be enjoyed in every
way possible, and now she was being asked to behave
like her old self would have. Terri realized she should
be happy about being able to be fully dressed again,
but couldn't help lament the fact that she wouldn't be
able to flash her pussy or ample cleavage at passing
men.
She didn't take long to finish dressing, and promptly
hopped down the stairs. Amber was dutifully sucking
their father's hardened member, and Terri knew that
they'd be humping like rabbits as soon as she was gone.
As Terri made her way to the door, Amber pulled away
from their father, quickly licking her lips and then
turned to Terri. Amber was dressed in revealing
lingerie as Terri had been, this morning it was a baby
doll outfit like she had worn on her initiation into
her new life. Terri smiled at the alluring figure her
little sister presented, proud that Amber had developed
into a fine sex toy. Terri noticed that Amber was
beaming with arousal as well, her distinctive musk
filled the air and her cute little nipple poked out at
the sheer fabric of her top. Terri put down her bags
and ran over to embrace her darling sibling. Their lips
joined a moment later in an unsisterly intimacy, their
lithe forms grinding into each other. Both sisters had
grown incredibly close since they had become sex toys,
even to sharing a bed at night. Often they cuddled
against each other over night, but at times they found
themselves locked in passion as lovers.
As they kissed, Terri sent a hand to cup Amber's ass
and then between her legs. As usual, Amber was wearing
crotchless panties and Terri didn't have any
obstruction to slip her index finger deep into her
sister's pussy. Amber reflexively squeezed down on the
invader, and Terri moved it in and out a few times.
"I certify this a Grade A pussy. Now Amber, you'd
better keep up with your lessons because I don't want
to come back and say that this isn't a Grade A pussy."
Terri smiled. It was a little routine they now went
through, an affirmation of their sisterly bond, and
their mutual desire to fulfill their reason for being.
It was a tradition they'd established only a few days
into Amber's training when one of her partners asked
how good she was. Terri proceeded to quickly sink a
finger into Amber's seething pussy and promptly
certified it 'Grade A'. Since then it had became a
habit, another reminder of their new reality.
"I won't let you down, Terri, and I'm sure Daddy will
help keep me purring like a kitten." Amber smiled.
She hugged Terri once more as the finger slowly exited
her aroused flesh. She fought to hold back a tear as
realization sunk in that Terri was going away, even if
just for a while. Their new life was beyond their
control, but until now, they had all still been a
family and no matter what was said, there wasn't any
guarantees that Terri would return from her outing, or
that she wouldn't be changed further in the process.
Mark reached down and hugged Terri and Amber. He knew
it wouldn't be the same with Terri gone, and he shared
Amber's fears as well. There wasn't anything he could
do though, except hope for the best. Mark had tried to
fight his conditioning at first, but he hadn't been
able to escape before the local authorities had found
him and suppressed his ability to resist below an even
stronger layer of conditioning.
A knock at the door interrupted this tender moment and
Terri reluctantly pulled herself away to answer it.
She opened the door to find a rather unassuming young
man looking back at her.
"Hello, Ms. Jackson, my name is Gregory and I'll be
escorting you and taking charge of your continued
training for your internship. Please, follow me."
Gregory stole a brief look at the family he was
breaking up. He silently appreciated Amber's lovely
young form as she took up position to be taken doggy
style. He also took in Terri's shapely curves as she
strutted out the door and off to his waiting car.
Gregory certainly didn't regret this assignment, and he
looked forward to his training sessions with his latest
charge. He paused only a moment longer to watch the
expression of joy and wonder flash over Amber's face as
she felt her nether lips parted and her father's hard
shaft fill her. Gregory shut the door on the couple,
savoring the moans and grunts of the incestuous pair.
Terri was already sitting in the car by the time
Gregory had made it back to the curb. He didn't waist
any time getting under way, and the pair was soon on
their way to the airport.
"Are you ready for you're new job, Terri?" Gregory
asked, he wanted to bask in the subservient Terri for a
moment.
"I don't know, Master. I'm still a new sex toy, and I
haven't been able to practice too much. I'm just glad
to have you to teach me, Master. I can barely wait for
you to help me improve my techniques so that I can use
my every hole for a man's pleasure. I still need more
training on anal and oral sex, Master, since most men
prefer my pussy." Terri replied. She cringed inside as
she waited for his reply. She was concerned about her
sexual training, especially the areas that she hadn't
covered very well. Terri was also finding it hard to
keep herself from wetting her panties. She'd already
been aroused this morning and she hadn't been used yet
to take the edge off her standard arousal.
"Don't worry, there will be plenty of time to fix that.
Now, please open the glove compartment and put on the
headset you find there." Gregory ordered. He knew what
was about to be done to Terri, he regretted not having
to time to fully enjoy her currently subservient state
of mind, but there was too little time.
"Oh, Master, what am I going to be changed to now?"
Terri asked, her voice brimming with excitement.
She didn't know it but part of her conditioning was a
desire to be reprogrammed if ordered to. It didn't
change the reality of her feelings though, and she
eagerly put the headset on.
"You'll see, Terri, now please begin." Gregory ordered.
He was gratified to hear Terri moan in pleasure a
moment later as her mind was slowly being turned to a
compliant mush so it could be reshaped again in the
image that would be needed for her current task. She
would still be in her post programming haze until
they'd reach the DC apartment and could begin her
mission. Gregory wished once more that he could enjoy
her as she now was, but he'd have his chance to use her
lovely little form soon enough and he contented himself
with that.
PART IV
A cool air-conditioned breeze dancing over her naked
flesh woke Terri up the next morning. Her mind quickly
flashed back to the day before, and was surprised that
Gregory hadn't taken advantage of her as she shuffled
around in her post conditioning state. It took her only
another moment to realize that she was thinking clearly
again. She tested herself, thinking of Gregory, and was
pleasantly surprised to find that no thoughts of
subservience or sexual preparation filled her mind.
Satisfied with that she pulled herself out of bed and
strolled over to the bathroom. Terri showered and put
on a robe that was left hanging inside of the bathroom
door.
"Ah, I'm glad to see you finally decided to get up.
Feel free to have breakfast and then we'll begin."
Gregory greeted. He was sitting on a couch in the
living room, smiling at the alluring form of his charge
in the form-fitting robe.
Terri nodded timidly at him and proceeded over to the
kitchen and poured a bowl of cereal and a glass of
juice for herself. She had already been given a tour of
her new home last night, and she remembered it fully.
She looked over to her apparent keeper as she ate. "So
what's you're nasty plan for me now?"
Gregory flinched at her tone, he had expected it
though. Every one of his other charges was the same
way.
He regretted that he wasn't even allowed to keep one
fully subservient girl with him, just to shield him
from all of the feminine griping he had to endure in
the course of his work.
"Well, Terri, I think you're fully aware of you're
role."
"Yeah, I'm supposed to help you bastdards convert some
senator that's trying to stop you're depraved
organization." Terri spat out. She was finding her
venting most rewarding. She'd been forced to endure a
lot over the last few months, even if she'd been warped
into accepting it. Now that she was thinking and
speaking freely again, she was more than happy to let
her keeper know just how displeased she was.
"Good enough, though being too negative could force me
to recommend harsher treatment when you finish your
current task." Gregory replied. He was in control here,
even if it was necessary for Terri to have her full
faculties at the ready. Gregory was more than willing
to do just as he threatened.
"So what, you'll turn me back into a little sex toy?"
Terri scoffed.
"There are worse fates then that, surely I don't have
to enlighten you. Suffice to say, if you resist to
strongly, or compromise this mission, you will find
yourself in a fate worse than being a willing sex
slave, Terri. Now, please finish your meal so we can
get to work." Gregory finished. The worst fear was
always those conjured in the mind of the victim. If
Terri was sufficiently creative, her own fears would be
enough to control her, and if not Gregory would have
plenty of examples to fill in for her imagination. She
wouldn't be the first of the Council's servants to be
punished.
Terri decided to turn her attention back to her
breakfast with that rebuke. She did understand her
position.
She hadn't been placed here randomly and her
controllers wouldn't just let her go. Terri even
expected that there were limits on her behavior and
likely even compulsions as well, even if she wasn't
aware of them yet. For now, she didn't figure it was
her best choice to lash out too much. There was still a
glimmer of hope in the immediate future, and only by
getting her keeper to let down his guard would she have
any chance to escape.
Terri finished her breakfast and Gregory motioned her
out to the living area. "Please disrobe and lean over
the table here, Terri. Prepare your pussy as well."
Terri moved into position before she even realized what
she had been ordered to do. She cringed a bit as she
flattened her breasts on the cool glass surface of the
coffee table. Her pussy responded a moment later as
well, prepping itself for use.
"Are you looking for a little doggy sex in the morning,
asshole, maybe you want me to bark for you too like a
good little pet." Terri commented sarcastically as she
looked over to her keeper. Even as the venom dripped
from her tongue her continued obedience to orders sunk
in as well. Terri realized that she may be free of mind
for the purposes of her task, but she was no less the
slave of these monsters.
"Sorry, my dear, but as much as I will enjoy fully
exploring your lovely body, I have other tasks I must
attend to, and other charges that must be looked in
on." Gregory ran a casual hand over Terri's exposed
lower back and over her nicely shaped rear. "Actually,
I'm going to outfit you with your new training
supplies, since you won't be as well tended to as you
were in Morningwood. Please present your ass and pussy
for entry, Terri."
"And just what's that supposed to mean?" Terri asked as
she shifted her rear, arching her back and spreading
her ass cheeks. Terri also began to relax her sphincter
for entry. Her anger seethed within her at every
compliant act. Terri tried to fight it, but her body
seemed to have a mind of it's own, one that listened
only to Gregory. She knew she was ready for sex too,
her body was fully aroused, and her pussy dripped in
anticipation of being split wide.
"Well, my dear little pet, you still have many things
to learn as you were telling me yourself on the trip
here. I'm just here to help you fulfill you potential."
Gregory said.
A moment later, Terri felt something probing her pussy
gates. Instinctively she arched her back further and
wiggled her hips till she was able to lodge the tip of
the probe within her. An agonized moan of pleasure
passed her lips a moment later as her pussy was impaled
on the device.
"Bastard! Get that thing out of me!" Terri screamed a
moment later, trying to compensate for the feelings of
fulfillment and completion hammering away at her
senses. The old drives were still there, she realized,
barely concealed below the surface, requiring only her
own arousal to be brought back. Even as she screamed at
her keeper, her pussy was merrily massaging the device
within her, her hips quaking ever so slightly in a
motion designed to stimulate a cock while resting
inside her.
Gregory pulled the device back and was gratified to
feel Terri try to follow as it slowly excited her
steaming interior. He then pumped the probe into her
aching loins, prompting more moans and gasps of sexual
excitement from his charge. "Now, Terri, I think though
protest to much. Those are the sounds of a woman fully
enjoying the pleasures of the flesh."
"Uh, bastard! I, uh, didn't want to be turned, uh, into
a, whore, uh." Terri panted with every filling trust of
the offending device. It truly did feel wonderful. Part
of her even enjoyed it, but the humiliation was total
as well. Here she was acting like a bitch in heat all
at the command of the slimy man standing behind her,
and there wasn't anything she could do aside from
giving her keeper a tongue-lashing.
Terri gasped again a moment later when Gregory withdrew
the device fully from her pussy and traced up her inner
crevice to the puckered whole above. Terri realized
what was going to happen only a moment before she felt
her muscles fully relax and the device slid deeply into
her bowels. A grunt of discomfort flew out of her as
the device rested within her. Terri truly hadn't been
used much analy, and even in her previously subservient
state of mind she hadn't found it to be a very alluring
prospect.
Before Terri could stage another protest, she felt
another probe slide into her still dripping pussy. This
one vibrated slightly, just enough to keep her mentally
off balance as she tried to fight off the wonderfully
pleasant feelings coming from her quivering pussy.
"I hope you don't mind, Terri but I really don't have
time for extended conversation on your position in the
universe. Perhaps later we can discuss it, now please
open your mouth wide." Gregory commented as he slid in
front of her.
Terri looked up to see a dildo like device in his hand.
"Ooh, and now you're really going to shut me up huh?"
Gregory didn't pause for a reply, instead he drove the
phallus into Terri's waiting mouth and down her throat.
She'd had some practice doing this before, so he knew
she'd be able to handle herself. She looked up at him
with a look of utter contempt even as he could see her
suck dutifully on the dildo and her tongue dart over
its surface.
"Don't worry, Terri, this is just an outfitting
session. Just relax and enjoy."
Terri wondered what he meant for a moment before she
felt a strange sensation of being even more filled came
from between her legs. Her pussy cried out in a mix of
ecstasy and wonder as she felt the device within her
expand to mammoth proportions. The phallus seemed to
grow without end, penetrating to the furthest depths of
her pussy, where most of her partners never reached,
and its width grew as well. Terri felt she was going to
explode as the device seemed to stretch the walls of
her tender tunnel to there limit.
Her mind focused on relaxing her channel as much as
possible, a necessity that she couldn't explain, only
one she had to comply with.
Terri grunted a moment later with a similar sensation
in her ass. The shaft in her mouth seemed to expand as
well. Soon Terri was moaning like a stuffed pig, with
all of her holes filled to nearly beyond capacity.
She looked up to her keeper with a look of pure need,
pleading with him, though even she wasn't sure just
what she wanted. Release from this torment to be
certain, but there were many different paths for that
release, and Terri was beyond deciding which path to
take.
"I'm sorry for any discomfort, but this is necessary to
calibrate your training. The devices that are so
carefully exploring your dimensions will help me
determine just what additional work you need. I realize
you'll be sore for a few days, but don't worry, with a
little hard work you'll be able accept even larger
cocks in the future." Gregory took a seat in front of
his moaning charge. "While we're waiting for the probes
to finish, I'll go outline your training. We don't know
much about the senator personally, he's been very good
about keeping his private life private. He's single and
unmarried, we also haven't been able to locate any past
lovers, which is part of the reason for you're
extensive training. What records we do have, suggests
that he likes younger women, though we realize you may
be a bit too young for his tastes outright, but the
rest of your profile matches with our records
perfectly. Most of your mission has already been
conditioned into you, so there's no need to worry about
it, but your phy
sical condition requires more attention. Since we don't
know the senator’s dimensions, you need to be ready to
take all sizes with skill. You will need to be tight
and capable for even the smallest cocks, and we'll be
sure you're ready. As you've already noticed the
devices within you can change their size, they also
have sophisticated sensors to track every bit of
pressure applied to its surface. After each session
you're technique and general quality will be analyzed
and your next session will be programmed in to respond
to any deficiencies. We've also provided a laptop for
you so you can see in real time just how your technique
is progressing."
Gregory stood up and pulled another device around so
Terri could see it. It was a strange skeletal structure
with several arms. "This is the ultimate in sexual
training devices. It is an artificial partner, linked
to both the computer and the penetrating devices. It
also has many other sophisticated sensors to gauge
other aspects of your performance. It has optical and
voice recognition sensors so it can act autonomously
and under direction. This little toy will help you tone
your lovely little form into a perfect sex machine."
Terri looked up in both horror and wonder at the device
before her. She was still fully involved with the other
devices still splitting her open. Terri could hardly
believe her life had come to this. Tears began to slide
down her face as she looked into the face of her
tormentor. He let her sob as she was making her latest
steps down the path of complete enslavement.
/-=*=-\
The next several days were spent in a near haze for
Terri. Every moment of the day at least one of her
holes were filled. By the end of the third day it had
almost became routine to be walking around the
apartment with a dildo pulsing away inside her pussy or
ass. She hadn't seen Gregory since the first day.
He'd taken a few notes on the readings the nearly
splitting experiment he'd done and then set off to take
care of other business.
Perhaps the oddest thing in her new days were her
meetings with the machine. It was an insatiable lover,
calling on Terri hour after hour to practice. The
device was an almost living mockery of science fiction
robots in its behavior to it's subject.
"Slave Terri, please assume missionary position on
living room carpet and prepare for vaginal training."
The robot crackled. Its voice was deep and masculine
with only a slight edge of its speech synthesizer being
audible.
Terri obeyed as quickly as she could. She followed its
orders as dutifully as from any man, even though
mentally she still rebelled at the thought of
essentially making love to a robot. Terri quickly
assumed the proscribed position, arousing herself and
spreading her legs. She watched as the robot rolled
between her legs and pulled out a dildo tipped arm and
pointing it towards her waiting pussy lips.
"Can't get enough of me can you, you rusting piece of
junk." Terri spat as her body finished its preparations
for use.
"Slave Terri, please assume proper dialog for sexual
encounters." The robot buzzed.
"Yes, Master, please forgive me." Terri pouted. Inside
she still yearned to tear the wire framed training
device limb from limb even as her hips lifted to meet
its probing phallus. Being used by dozens of men had
been bad enough but this was even worse. Terri had
begun to feel like nothing more than sexual toy
herself, beyond the implanted feelings. At times like
this she felt like a machine being tuned up, not even
important enough to be given human attention.
"Please enjoy this slave, Master." Terri moaned as the
tip of the robot's dildo parted her outer lips. She
began to feel her consciousness slip away, replaced by
a combination of lust and concentration. Free thoughts
impeded proper performance, and she had been well
conditioned to seek optimal performance. A part of her
always managed to stay latched just barely outside the
inner storms of servitude and arousal, and truly
appreciate that she was making passionate love to a
robot. It was the hardest part of her new training, and
something that she couldn't really accept.
"Ohh, God." Terri gasped as she felt the thick shaft
fill her now eager pussy. Her earlier training at
Morningwood was not lost, though she had to admit that
she was allowed to enjoy more of the sensations
generated in her liaisons now. Terri immediately
concentrated on the shaft within her, caressing it with
her inner folds and slightly bucking her hips. The
robot was giving her a large size for training this
time, filling her to the depths of her channel and just
wide enough to be stretch her comfortable.
"Fuck me, Master, use me like the whore I am." Terri
cried out, her pleas answered a moment later with a
precise fucking motion from the shaft within her. Terri
didn't miss a beat, being sure to return every thrust
fully and dutifully, welcoming every slap of the
artificial balls below her pussy's entrance. Her entire
body was alight with arousal, and enjoying the feeling
of the hard dildo moving within her.
"Oh, Master, thank you, thank you for filling me with
your wonderful cock. I love being your slave, Master,
thank you for letting me be your whore." She moaned as
the cadence continued. Today, her language was set to
submissive. Terri found it laughable in a twisted sort
of way, the past two days had given her the opportunity
to be both dominant and partner to her robot lover, at
least that's what it sounded like.
Suddenly the shaft within her stopped moving and
withdrew. Terri panted for a few moments as the fog of
arousal abated slightly. She knew the session wasn't
over. Unlike men, this robot didn't tire, and it would
continue until it deemed the lesson complete and not
before.
"Slave, on your hands and knees like the bitch you
are." The robot hummed.
Terri dutifully complied, wasting no time repositioning
herself and arching her back for entry. "Yes, Master,
I'm you're bitch. Fuck your bitch, Master, user her
like the animal she it." Terri cried. A small part of
her flinched at moments like this knowing just how
completely she had fallen. Still, her aroused flesh was
not easy to tame, and Terri eagerly pushed back against
the plunging phallus. Her entire body rocked with
passion as dildo sank into her. The machine started
thrusting into her and Terri respond in kind, soon her
entire body was rocking back and forth in time with the
pumping shaft while her breasts bounced freely beneath
her.
"Ride me, Master, ride your bitch hard." Terri screamed
as the tempo increased. Her pants and moans where
quickly replaced by whimpers and whines. She was a
bitch after all, an animal in heat. Her formerly
articulate coaxing turned to barks and growls of
appreciation for the plunging shaft. Terri had done
this before, at the behest of several other partners.
In her old state, she'd enjoyed it, knowing how much
her partners liked her to act like a wild animal. Now
all she could feel was embarrassment and shame as she
behaved like a hopeless slut for her robotic partner.
Terri continued like this for some time, occasionally
changing position and behavior at the behest of her
mechanical trainer. Every thrust stoked her passion
further and it wasn't long before even her few free
thoughts were focused, even yearning for the next
filling motion of her partners shaft. The fact that her
partner was no more than a tool of her keepers melted
away to her bodies needs. The shaft moving within her
was all that mattered, no matter what it was attached
to.
By the end, Terri was on her back again, panting and
crying with joy as her pussy continued to practice its
technique on the plunging dildo. She felt its pace
quicken, mimicking the behavior of a human lover, and
Terri brought her full attention to its final thrusts.
Her entire body ached for release as she thrust back
against the plunging shaft. Everything focused on the
enter and retreat within her aching depths, each time
pushing Terri's writhing flesh one step closer to
release.
Terri cried out with the final plunge into her depths,
her pussy squeezing down on the dildo within her as she
felt it pulse against her tender interior. The familiar
sensation of her depths filling with a man's seeds
spurred her final release. Terri laid there on her
back, quivering and moaning with pure bliss, her naked
flesh sheening with sweat. The familiar rush of
fulfillment flooded Terri's being. Rationally she knew
just what her partner was, but her conditioned mind
didn't care about reality. Terri luxuriated in the
feeling of warmth in the depths of her pussy, evidence
that she had succeeded in fulfilling her purpose of
receiving a man's seed. As her orgasm receded, her
inner pride took center stage as she sat up. Terri
beamed with a sense of accomplishment as she lapped up
the remains of her lovemaking. She knew it was a semen
substitute used by the robot for realism, but it didn't
matter. To Terri it was a man's seed, and the fact that
it was running out of her pussy was a sign of
fulfilling her ultimate purpose.
"Thank you for honoring your humble slave, Master. I
eagerly await your next use of my body." Terri chimed,
completing her session with the robot trainer.
"Good, Slave Terri, I will analyze your performance for
our next session." The robot hummed and then drove off
into its corner.
"Bastards!" Terri yelled out to no one in particular as
she recovered mentally. She didn't know how much more
of this she could take before going stir crazy. It was
only the glimmer of hope that Senator Summers provided
that kept her from completely surrendering, from
completely giving in to her fate. Terri knew if she
failed, all was lost, both for herself and her family,
and that the rest of her life would be spent as a
sexual puppet.
/-=*=-\
"Good morning, Ms. Jackson, the senator is ready to see
you. Please follow me." An office aid directed Terri
towards the door to Senator Summers' private office.
Terri braced her self for her first meeting. Here was
the man she was to convert or the man who could free
her. She didn't know what to expect for a man that had
an organization capable of fully enslaving anyone
trembling with fear. Terri had gotten up this morning
as energetically as she had been in a long time,
anticipating this very meeting. Her outfit was fairly
conservative, if flattering, nothing more than a full
length skirt and a simple long sleeved blouse, though
every contour had been carefully tailored to exemplify
her youthful frame. On her way to the office, Terri
noticed several men give her a healthy looking over and
she found herself appreciating their attention, even to
the point of taking on a very sexy walk down the
streets and corridors. It was a near instinctual
behavior now, even as she tried to stop herself, it
required her complete concentration not to strut her
stuff. Terri knew why she behaved that way, though, the
good senator had apparently appreciated women who
weren't afraid to f
launt their sex appeal, and thus Terri found herself
doing such things.
The aid opened the door and Terri casually strutted
into the office, and looked into the eyes of her
target.
Instantly her heart melted, Senator Summers was the
perfect man, everything she had ever wanted. Terri
turned his every flaw into a virtue, from his slightly
balding brown hair to his need for a few hours at the
gym, all elements of his wonderful essence. For a
moment she just stood there taking in the awesome
presence of the senator, wishing she could spread give
herself to him right then.
"Good morning, Terri. Are you alright?" Rob asked as he
looked over his new intern. He'd been more than a
little concerned about her after Mark had arranged the
internship. Rob didn't know what was up, but he just
had a strange feeling about the whole deal, though most
of his concerns left him as he took his own
appreciation of his stunning new intern. He could
scarcely believe she was just out of high school, given
how old she looked and the way she carried herself.
"Yes, Mr. Summers, I'm just still getting used to all
this. I didn't really know what to expect. Thanks for
letting me intern with you, I'm ready to help you any
way I can." Terri beamed, careful not to let her tone
sound too promiscuous, while still leaving a suggestive
undertone. In her past encounters, there had never been
any real banter, or gamesmanship in her encounters,
she'd simply hiked up or dropped her skirt and then
fucked like a rabbit until her partner finished. This
was a different game, one that she didn't really know,
but anticipated that her conditioning had accounted
for.
"I'm glad I could help you, Terri. I was a little
surprised when your father asked for this favor though.
How is the old man doing?" Rob asked, trying to place
the girl in front of him. He always had a knack for
figuring people out quickly, what they wanted and what
they'd do to get it. His instincts were flaring, as
well with this young lady, telling him something that
he didn't really believe quite yet. Rob considered the
possibility that she was interested in him personally,
it was just something in her look and manner that set
him off. He didn't know what to do about it, though he
acknowledged the idea had more than a little allure.
"Oh, Dad's enjoying his new position. It's very
relaxing for him and its done wonders for his
relationship with my sister and I. He hardly spends an
evening out of the house anymore." Terri smiled. She
giggled a bit inside at her memories of those nights
spent at home with her father, and sometimes other men
or boys as well. Terri idly wondered just how much fun
Rob would be in bed. That thought caught her conscious
mind, settling her wonder about her conditioning. Her
hope in finding salvation from the senator was perhaps
more wishful thinking than she had hoped.
"I'm glad to hear it. Mrs. Andrews here will help get
you to work, and she'll answer any questions you may
have. If you need to talk to me please let her know and
I'll squeeze you in a soon as possible. Okay?" Rob
answered. There was definitely something odd about this
girl, he thought and he was going to have to find out
what that was. He had his suspicions and he certainly
wasn't going to act on them yet. Too many strange
things had been happening to tip his hand now.
"That's great, Mr. Summers." Terri chimed. Something in
his voice told her that he was into her, and Terri was
glowing at the prospect. She could hardly wait to
seduce him and let him have his way with her.
"Good, and please call me Rob. If it's alright with you
I'd like to have lunch on Friday so I can catch up on
how your old man is doing and just what I can do for
you while you're here." Rob said.
"Thanks, Rob, I'd love to. I'll see you then." Terri
said as she strutted out of the office. She barely
contained her anticipation for that meeting, and the
potential it provided.
As Terri passed the secretary's desk, she heard Rob
speak. "Please reschedule my Friday afternoon
appointments, Mrs. Andrews, I'll need to meet with Mr.
Smith and reserve me a table at the Fair Weather Club
for Friday lunch."
Terri smiled at that, not only was she getting a
personal chance so soon with her darling senator, she
was even being taken to an exclusive club. She could
hardly believe her luck, and her thoughts immediately
took to her methods at her next meeting with the
senator, and how she'd get herself into his bed as
quickly as possible.
/-=*=-\
Terri looked up from her notes as she heard a knock on
the door. Since meeting with the senator, she found
herself obsessed with him. Over the course of the week,
she sought out every piece of information she could on
him and studied it while doing her normal exercises.
Terri realized her state, even that it had to be
induced by her keepers, but it didn't matter. She
couldn't help herself, and she focused nearly all her
energy into preparing herself for her next encounter.
The dildo lodged up her pussy felt strange as she
walked over to the door. She didn't normally go walking
around like that, but she couldn't take it out unless
absolutely necessary, just like the one she was
practicing her oral technique with. Even as she looked
out the peephole on the door, she was dutifully running
her tongue over the dildo. One thing she did appreciate
about her training devices was their life like
response, pulsing and twitching just like a real cock
would under this kind of stimulation.
Gregory was at the door, and Terri let him in. She
nodded to him as she shut the door.
"Good Evening, Terri. You may pause your oral training
for the moment. How are you doing?" He asked as he
watched Terri pull the device from her mouth, her
tongue and lips suckling at the false cock until she
pulled it fully away.
"I'm just trying to get myself ready for Rob, you
bastard. I need every moment of my time to hone myself
for him. Why don't you go pick on one of your other
slaves?" Terri bit back. She felt a visceral hatred for
this man, though now it was being warped around her new
reason for being. Terri was preparing herself for her
senator, and anything that stood in her way or slowed
her down was to be despised.
"I understand, Terri. That's why I'm here. Please lean
over the couch here, I need to make sure you're ready
for him." Gregory asked, enjoying the site of his
charge bending over the couch and arching her back.
There wasn't any doubt in either of their mind just
what he meant.
"Okay, then, just get it over with." Terri replied as
she hiked up her skirt and spread her legs. Her pussy
ramped up for a good fucking while it made practice
squeezes on the device currently within her.
"I see you like the senator. Are you looking forward to
your mission now?" Gregory asked as he pulled the dildo
out of Terri's aching pussy. She gasped slightly as he
pulled it out and moved her hips to keep it inside her
for as long as possible. Gregory dropped the device to
the floor and quickly readied himself and took position
behind Terri.
"Oh, Yes, I can't wait till I can make love to him."
Terri replied. She felt Gregory's cock sliding between
her legs and she shifted her hips to help him move into
place.
"But you aren't so eager to help me enjoy your body are
you?" Gregory teased as he rested the head of his shaft
just inside Terri's gates.
"No, you asshole, it's humiliating how you've had me
fucking that machine of yours and how you decided to
put your cock inside me with out so much as a please or
thank you." Terri snipped at her keeper. Inside she was
aching to be filled. She'd had that dildo inside of her
most of the evening, and now that she was fully aroused
for fucking, her pussy felt wantonly empty.
Gregory smiled at that and shoved his cock forward.
Terri's long moan of sexual fulfillment gratified him
immensely as he sank to the very depths of her channel.
Finally, his sack slapped up against her nether lips
and Gregory moaned himself, enjoying the sensation of
being encased in a tight responsive pussy. With her
fully impaled, Gregory lifted Terri's upper body and
helped her get her shirt off. As soon as the garment
hit the floor Terri was stand up with both breasts
being cupped and her pussy filled to capacity.
"You have a very nice set of titties, Terri, and I'm
impressed with your vaginal discipline. The senator
will love you." Gregory commented as he gently squeezed
on her firm orbs. He so rarely took the time to
appreciate the perfect nature of a woman’s breasts that
he couldn't help but take the time to admire such fine
specimens as Terri's pair.
"Thanks." Terri blushed. She stood there not know quite
what to do as her partner took his time to explore her
breasts. Terri rarely had her tits so carefully
attended to that she found herself luxuriating in the
kneading motions of her keepers hands and gasping at
his occasional tweaking of her fully hardened nipples.
It was such a casual sensation that she couldn't help
but to enjoy it.
"I hope you've found plenty of material to study on the
good senator." Gregory commented as he pushed Terri
back over the couch. Before she even had a chance to
reply, he was thrusting into her yielding flesh,
enjoying her trained and controlled pussy. It wasn't
hard to appreciate Terri either, even untrained, he
suspected that she was a great ride and now she was
near perfection. Gregory regretted that he hadn't had
the chance to engage her before, but other duties
required attending to, and other pussies required his
examination.
"Uh, yes, there's lots of, uh, information on Rob, uh,
he's a wonderful and, uh, active Senator." Terri
grunted as she matched Gregory's awe striking movements
within her. Her anger had been swept away by arousal
and subservience. All that matter now was the cock
plunging into her, and anything that her keeper wanted
to know.
"Good, I'm sure you'll have plenty to talk about
tomorrow then, and I certainly hope that Senator
Summers will get a taste of your treasures, Terri. I
know he'll enjoy them as much as I am." Gregory said as
he continued riding her. With that he let the
conversation fall away and paid full attention to the
lovely young woman he was currently enjoying.
Terri was thankful for that, allowing her entire focus
to rest on her method, and the pleasure he was sparking
inside her.
It wasn't long before their coupling became another
wild bout of pants and moans. Terri preferred not to be
an articulate lover, and was grateful that Gregory
seemed to like her that way as well. It was hard to
stay in the mood when constantly debasing herself. The
pair thrust against each other in earnest, both seeking
the same goal, and both expertly handling the other.
Terri soon began to feel her own fires rising and
carefully managed her own arousal to time with
Gregory's.
Her attention latched onto the cock moving inside her
and finally she felt him reach towards his own frantic
release. Terri let loose her inner floodgates, allowing
herself to be consumed by sexual ecstasy as her pussy
clamped down on the invader, spasming as only an
orgasming channel can. Her channel filled with
Gregory's hot seed a moment later, spurring on another
fulfilling wave to course over Terri as she savored the
feeling of being honored.
"Oh, thank you, Master." Terri panted as she recovered
from her own orgasm.
"Well, you do make quite the little sex toy, Terri. I'm
glad I had the opportunity to enjoy your ripe little
body and I don't think Senator Summers will be able to
turn you away." Gregory replied as he pulled her back
against him, cupping her breasts again as he whispered
into her ear. "And don't worry Terri, as soon as we've
finished dealing with the senator, we'll be placing you
into our general pool. I think we're looking for
another high quality whore for our DC brothel, and I
hear your sister is doing a fine job entertaining down
there now. I'm sure there would be plenty of demand for
a sisterly duo. Just think of it. All the cocks you
could want with little Amber at your side."
Terri quivered at the thought. So much honor, so much
pleasure and to be able to watch Amber being used, just
like when they were home. "You'd let me do that? I'll
be wonderful to serve so many cocks. I'm getting hotter
just thinking about it."
Gregory smiled again, enjoying just how twisted Terri's
priorities became when she was in her post orgasmic
state. "Certainly, Terri, we wouldn't dream of letting
your talents go to waste."
Terri sighed. Now all she had to do was make love to
Senator Summers and her future was set. Not only would
she get to enjoy Rob, but many other men as well and
she get to do it all with Amber. In that moment, with
Gregory's seed still dripping from her, Terri couldn't
think of a more fulfilling future.
/-=*=-\
Rob took another opportunity to appreciate his guest as
he pulled out a chair for her to sit. No one would
believe Terri was just out of high school the way she
decked herself out today. She was wearing a very sharp,
and form fitting business dress with a skirt that ended
just above the knees. Her hair was pulled into a very
professional looking bun that helped offset her
otherwise youthful features. Rob could hardly blame any
of the men who had leered at her as they entered the
restaurant, he could barely keep his eyes off her as
either. To top it all off, Terri seemed to welcome the
attention, and kept dropping tantalizing comments that
normally would have been encouragements.
"So, your sister Amber is in town. What's she doing?"
Rob asked as he took his own seat.
"She's at a special gymnastics camp for the summer.
It's really exclusive, but Amber just stunned the
admissions board with her performance and they decided
to accept her. I'm hoping to go visit her this weekend
and maybe take in a performance or two myself." Terri
replied. If only her mission with Rob went well, she
would be able to enjoy her weekend there.
"Sounds like a wonderful opportunity. I hope she makes
the most of it." Rob said. Something in her tone left
him feeling like she wasn't being fully candid. The
emphasis and phrasing was wrong some how. But it didn't
matter now, Rob had already taken steps to figure out
exactly what was going on with his new intern.
"I know she will. I just wish I could have been doing
that kind of thing at her age. Still, I am glad to have
my own opportunities, like being at your service, Rob."
Terri winked and gave him a sly smile. She flushed as
he smiled back. Only another hour of this and maybe she
could get him to cancel his afternoon appointments,
Terri thought. She could barely contain her excitement,
but there was still a good bit of gamesmanship left.
"Well, I'm glad to have such a lovely young woman on
board, Terri. I hope you don't mind that I took the
liberty of ordering for us already." Rob said as he
watched the waiter bringing out their meal.
"Of course not, Rob, I'm sure you know just how to
satisfy a woman’s appetites." Terri commented
confidently. Every intuitive sense told her that he was
into her as much as she wanted him. All that remained
was the final dance, and Terri wanted to keep it short
and sweet.
The waiter casually placed their meals in front of them
and shuffled off to other things. Rob lifted his glass
of wine and looked over to Terri. "A toast, to the
possibilities that await us."
Terri nodded and lifted her glass to meet his,
appreciating the brief chime as they met. She downed
nearly half the glass in one gulp and looked to her
companion and smiled. Terri could hardly believe her
luck, she could scarcely wait to make love to this man
before her. To bask in such greatness was more than she
could have hoped for.
Rob sat back for a moment, sipping at his own glass and
taking another moment to appreciate Terri's radiance.
He wondered just how much of her was really being
reflected in her outward appearance right now. She was
so lovely, but so unlike any young woman he had know in
the last ten years of his life, so confident and
forward with her intent. Rob couldn't accept that this
was the real Terri Jackson, and in only moments he'd
know for certain.
Terri wondered why he started to look at her strangely,
studying her like some kind of lab rat. It was only a
moment before she felt the effects of her drink begin
to kick in. Terri had never had much experience
drinking, but she felt something was wrong as her mind
began to fog over. Before she could even raise her
voice in protest, everything seemed to fade into a calm
void.
Rob shot up and grabbed Terri before she fell out of
her chair. Two waiters were there a moment later and
carried the young lady out of the dining room.
"So, is everything in place?" Rob asked another man who
had been sitting behind him before.
"Just as you ordered. We'll have a complete blood work
and neural scan done on her before the drug can wear
off. What are you going to do with her?" Marcus Smith
replied. He was one of Rob's oldest compatriots in the
war against the organization. Marcus had helped many of
Rob's friends and family fade away and out of danger
and now he was going to help unlock another piece of
the puzzle.
Rob picked up Terri's purse and opened it up. Inside he
found a small pair of headphones with several extra
metal extensions and a small digital sound player.
"What do you make of this?"
"Good God, we are hot today, Rob, that's got to be one
of their programming devices. Let's get over to the lab
and test this thing out quick. We'll have to return it
to Terri before we let her go." Marcus replied, taking
the device and running down the same path Terri had
just been taken. He did regret that he'd have to
surrender the device so soon, but it was imperative
that Terri believe that her identity hadn't been
discovered. The entire operation hinged on her not
being aware of the information she was about to reveal.
Rob followed his friend down to the lab. He hadn't
expected such luck himself, but it concerned him as
well. Not only was Terri certainly a convert but that
meant bad things for the rest of her family as well.
Rob hated to see friends put through this, and he knew
it was his fault Terri was in the state she was in.
The fate of her family worried him as well, and yet he
wouldn't be able to ask her even if she could tell the
truth. Now all that remained was to determine just what
form her control took.
/-=*=-\
Rob looked over Terri's sleeping form with dismay. His
people had been going over her for hours now, and
Marcus had just returned with the preliminary results
from her tests and the little device she had been
carrying.
"Man, they have fucked her up good. I can hardly
believe they could do this kind of thing so
organically, but damn." Marcus shook his head as he
handed over the results of the initial blood work and
brain scans.
"Terri's had high levels of natural endorphins,
adrenaline and hormones coursing though her for months.
Her brain has been completely reconfigured. As far as I
can tell, they've completely reworked her thought
patterns from what normal people have. And that device
she was carrying, damn is it nasty. We hooked it up to
one of our prisoners, and his brain essentially turned
to mush. The headset sets up some kind of neural
electric field that basically allows the brain to be
rewired, and then the audio carries your new thought
patterns, just completely reworking beliefs,
priorities, compulsions. I knew they were doing some
nasty shit, but I never imagined they'd gotten this
far."
Rob reviewed the work in silence. It certainly was a
staggering realization. His enemy was more powerful
than they had expected. With this kind of technology
anyone could become one of their puppets and not even
realize it. Something had to be done, and Rob quickly
hatched a plan, darkness fitted these people well, and
Rob was about to try shining some light on them. "Can
you reverse the programming?"
"Sure, eventually, now that I know how they do it. Are
you planning on bringing our good guest back?"
Marcus asked. He appreciated just how Terri had been
modified too. The centers of the brain that had been
stimulated and those reduced led him to one conclusion
of Terri's role in life aside from her infiltration
duties. He stole a lustful look out at her,
appreciating how enjoyable a partner she would have
been, and slightly regretting that he couldn't enjoy
her himself.
"No, but I do have an idea." Rob replied and turned to
his ally to begin his greatest undertaking in
countering the threats against him and all freedom
loving people.
/-=*=-\
Terri walked into the Organization's club with great
anticipation. It had taken much begging and a few good
fucks with Gregory to convince him to let her visit
Amber even though she hadn't yet had the chance to
seduce Rob yet. Terri still wondered about just what
had happened to her at lunch on Friday, but excluding a
few lost hours, she couldn't find anything out of
place.
"Thank you, Master, it's so kind of you to let me see
my sister." Terri chimed as she walked into the lobby.
She couldn't wait to see Amber again, and maybe even
get a chance to cooperatively serve a man.
"No problem, slut, now please obey the club rules."
Gregory pointed to a sign over the door. 'All slaves
must be nude or in costume, leashes preferred.' the
sign read.
"Of course, Master, forgive me." Terri begged as she
ripped off her clothes. "Would you like me to wear a
leash, Master?"
"I think so, very fitting to your new life, wouldn't
you say?" Gregory replied.
Terri pulled a leash and collar off a rack full of
them. "Yes, Master, I am just a slut slave now."
"Ah, and you do make a fine one. Now, let us take care
of your reunion and the other business at hand. I have
a special present for you." Gregory said appreciating
the full beauty of his naked slave. Her reconditioning
had fully settled in again, and Terri had returned to a
state of near mindless devotion to her new life. Her
body was still that of a trim teenager, and Terri held
herself proudly, pushing out her breasts and
seductively swaying her hips as she walked into the
main lobby.
Terri preheated her pussy almost instantly as she
looked in on a sea of writhing flesh that was the
purpose for the club. Girls and women were all about in
some state of throwing themselves upon their current
male partners. Terri could barely keep herself from
joining in, envious that her sister had been able to
enjoy so much cock while she was forced to train with a
machine. Even so, she was proud that Amber had been
such a good slut that she had been called upon for this
duty, to service so many men was an honor few sluts
could hope for.
Terri did take notice of several less than cooperative
slaves, still behaving like the dutiful sex toys they
were becoming, but fighting back as much as they could
with words. Terri wished she had the time to console
them, to let them know how great it was to be a sex
toy, how great it was to be honored with male
attentions. She remembered her own inner struggles, and
she couldn't understand what had motivated her to
resist. Being a slave was her natural state, and Terri
could no longer comprehend another possibility.
Finally, they arrived in a private room containing
nothing more than two curtained beds. One bed was had
it's curtains down, hiding someone’s profile, while the
other was open to view and Terri squealed happily at
the sight. Amber was on hands and knees with a man
pumping furiously into her pussy. Her entire body
bounced with every thrust, as Amber grunted in pure
pleasure as she was being well used.
"Hi, Terri!" Amber cried out with joy as she bounced on
the bed. She turned to her partner. "Please slow down,
slave, so I can talk to my sister."
"Yes, Mistress," came the immediate response from
Amber's partner while his trusts slowed to a very
casual pace.
"Oh, Terri, I can't thank you enough for this slave,
now I can fuck any time I want, even if a Master
doesn't want me!" Amber chimed.
"I'm glad to see you so happy, and being such a good
slut, but I didn't do anything, Amber." Terri replied,
wondering just what Amber was talking about.
"It's very simply, my little slut, while you didn't
have the chance to convert the good senator Summers
directly, you led us to his lair. In thanks we've given
Amber one of his associates, once Marcus Smith.
Thanks to a little conditioning he's become a very
attentive slave, and also revealed all of his secrets
to us.
I'm sure he can appreciate his fate, but as you know,
my willing little slave, our programming is impossible
to resist. I haven't forgotten you either, and you're
gift is waiting for you on the other bed. Please enjoy
him and your sibling for as long as you like. After
that we'll introduce you to our regular guests, you'll
be one of the pleasure slaves here from now on, so
please enjoy yourself." Gregory explained.
"Oh, Master, thank you, I'm so glad you're going to let
me serve all this wonderful men. I'll be a good
pleasure slave, Master, you'll be proud of me." Terri
cried out with joy. Everything she wanted was being
handed to her, and she was even being given her own
slave to enjoy. Terri could scarcely believe her good
fortune, and ran over to the other bed to reveal her
pet.
Resting on the bed was a fully naked man, his cock
stiff and ready. Terri surveyed him for a moment,
taking in the shear splendor of her own slave. She
swooned as she looked over the body of her former
target, now Rob would serve her, help her to become a
better slave of her own.
Terri climbed the bed and sat on her knees beside him.
She looked him in the eyes, and was met back by a blank
stare followed by a slow awakening of his features.
"This slave awaits your command, Mistress, and your
programming. I have been conditioned to obey your
orders, and accept any dictates from you, though I am
otherwise still former Senator Robert Summers.
Please use me as you wish, and mold me into whatever
shape you like." Rob said in a strange monotone.
He had been converted the very same evening that he had
let Terri go, and had surrendered his seat immediately
there after. Following that, Rob was taken to a
training center where obedience and basic precepts of
his new life were burrowed into his mind. He still knew
who and what he was, and unless commanded otherwise by
his mistress, would retain that sense of self.
"Oh, Rob, that's wonderful, isn't it?" Terri asked as
she ran her fingers over his naked chest, enjoying a
man's presence like she had never been able to before.
She idly considered what to do with her new slave
first.
"No, Mistress, please let me go, don't you remember
that they did this to you too? I don't want to be
you're slave, I just want to end this madness." Rob
replied, still relieved to be able to think for
himself, but given what he'd seen done to Terri, he had
little doubt that he wouldn't himself for much longer.
"I know, Rob, and it's the most wonderful thing to be a
sex toy. You'll understand soon, it's your purpose in
life to bring please to a woman after all. Isn't it?"
Terri asked, she couldn't think of anything else a male
slave could be good for aside from servicing women.
"Yes, Mistress, can I serve you now?" Rob found himself
asking, he could almost feel his thoughts shifting with
Terri's simple statement. Thoughts of escape flew from
his mind, replaced by a need to serve his mistress. Rob
no longer saw Terri as his friend’s daughter, but as
his personal goddess, and he was ecstatic that he would
have the chance to pleasure her. Deep down, he knew
this was all part of his reprogramming, but his efforts
to fight back were nothing against the weight of his
new purpose.
"Good, slave, now I want you to give me an orgasm with
just your tongue." Terri replied, lying down beside her
new slave.
"Thank you, Mistress." Rob immediately began to caress
Terri's body and brought his head between her legs. He
couldn't think of anything he'd rather be doing than
enjoying the soft feminine musk of his Mistress. It was
important that he serve her, and he was honored to do
it. Rob would never have believed how lucky he felt to
be her slave, though he would always have enjoyed the
position he was taking.
"Oh, that's a good slave, serve your Mistress." Terri
moaned as she felt her slave's tongue caress her
aroused nether lips. She was in heaven, enjoying her
new slave and looking forward to a wonderful future as
a pleasure slave. The occasional exclamations of her
sister only made Terri happier. Not only was she going
to get to serve so many men, her sister would be at her
side all the way. In that moment, Terri smiled, fully
gratified that she'd had the chance to move to a little
town called Morningwood, and given the chance to enjoy
a pleasure filled and honorable life.
The End
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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