"Oh, don't worry about me," said Elke. "You don't even need that thing." The two girls had just completed their second day of training and Elke was kneeling at Kate's feet with the mistress holding the girl's heavy breasts in her hands. Kate had just finished describing the little capsule that had been implanted in the girl's body. She always tried to make sure that every slave was fully aware of it and what it would do. She always regretted the killing of a slave.
After their first day of training, the girls had been given a pop quiz by their mistress. They had spent that day learning how to pleasure other females with their tongues and Kate wanted to see how well they had learned their lessons. Both girls passed the quiz as they knelt between Kate's thighs and alternated.
Tempest was tentative but she was quite good. She was purposeful with her tongue, apparently wanting to score the orgasm quickly. She blushed furiously throughout but was attentive to the responses of the mistress and adjusted her technique when moans or tremors gave her new input.
Elke was a sexual dynamo. Her tongue seemed like a warm, soft Roto-Rooter to Kate. It attacked vigorously and plunged and probed and fluttered with reckless abandon. Kate easily achieved orgasms with each girl and was quite pleased with her purchases and their progress in class.
Today's training had consisted of stretching and exercising followed by additional classes on slave etiquette in the morning. In the afternoon, they had been schooled on oral sex on males. Again, soft rubber replicas had occupied the early afternoon sessions. Later in the afternoon, six male employees were brought in for real live practice. The girls each got to deep throat a real cock and bring it to climax. When the males were worn out, six more were brought in. By the end of the afternoon, each girl had a full meal of protein in her belly.
That night, Kate decided to keep Elke at home. She needed to tell her about the capsule and she also wanted to talk to the girl to understand her better. She loaned Tempest to the head of the Caribbean office.
The slavers at each office were prohibited from having sex with their captives prior to the sale. That prevented the unnecessary loss of the few cherries that were captured. And it was rare that they ever got to have sex with the girls after a sale. So Kate knew how appreciative the head guy would be if he got to sample the rare beauty of Tempest. It would be a way for Kate to gain some points with her fellow outlaw. And those points could come in handy someday. They might even help keep her out of slavery.
"Tell me why I don't need that capsule, Elke," said Kate in response to the girl's statement.
"If you keep arranging entertainment like the last three days, there's no way I would ever try to run away." Elke paused. "I don't know why you even have to kidnap girls. I would think they would be lining up to sign up."
Kate thought back to the first business plan that she had reviewed. Elke's comment struck home. They would be lining up to sign up. There was clearly a third demographic to whom the business would appeal since Elke did not fit into either of the first two targets. She would have to figure out which market segment Elke belonged to so that could be added to the plan.
Kate let her fingers slide up to the blonde's nipples and captured them, rolling them slowly back and forth. "Tell me about the entertainment. What did you like?"
Elke sucked in her breath as her sensitive nipples were squeezed and rotated. "Okay… I mean yes Mistress. Day one was like life on overdrive. Every sense and emotion was on full alert. It was thrilling and terrifying at the same time. It starts off in a hog-tie. Then it moves on to an assembly line where you are stripped and shaved and tattooed and then pampered. Then the auction was such a rush! I almost climaxed right up there on the stage. The cane almost pushed me over the edge. I didn't like it but it almost had to be part of the scene."
"Then it moves to scene two where we are in the holding pen and being inspected and fondled. Then there was the melodrama of the French mistress not having the money and becoming a slave. Oh my god! That whole day was better than anything that Hollywood could have dreamed up."
Kate thought for a moment before speaking again. She continued to roll the stiff nipples back and forth. "So does that mean that you liked everything that happened that day?"
"Oh, hell no!" replied Elke. "Oops again. I mean hell no, Mistress. I didn't like the tattoo. I didn't like losing my fur. I hated the cane. It's not a matter of liking. It's a matter of needing. I needed that."
"You are a strange girl," said Kate.
"No, Mistress," replied Elke. "I'm not strange at all. I am actually very normal. But I am honest. When something excites me, I say it excites me. I don't pretend that it doesn't just because social norms say that it shouldn't."
"What about the next day?" asked Kate, eager to learn more about her new property, "Yesterday."
"Is this a trick question?" asked Elke. This earned Elke a harsh pinch to each of her nipples.
"Don't get sarcastic with me, little one."
"Sorry, Mistress," replied a chastened Elke. "I loved yesterday. Well, I'm not real wild about the etiquette classes. Kneel… stand… bend… stand… kneel… turn…. That gets pretty boring. But what happened before and after were wonderful. Before the etiquette class, I got to eat Tempest. I've wanted to do that forever. I'm so happy that she's my slave sister. And then I got to spend the afternoon eating all of my friends, including Tempest again. And then we got to eat you last night. I would gladly exchange my freedom for days like that."
"Hmmm," pondered Kate. "It seems that I'm not the only one who has an interest in Tempest."
"Oh, no, Mistress," replied Elke quickly. "You'd have to rent out a stadium in order to accommodate everyone who wants Tempest. Even a stadium might not be big enough."
Kate laughed at her slave's reaction. She reached up and laced her fingers into the girl's fine, silky blonde hair and pulled her head back, leaning down to kiss her. Elke sighed happily at the tender touch and parted her lips. This result in the kiss being prolonged and led to the two of them retreating to Kate's bedroom where they made love for hours.
While this was going on, Tempest was being reintroduced to a cock that she had met earlier in the day. Cedric was the chief pirate in the area in that he ran the Caribbean region for the organization. He was also one of the males who had offered their cocks for training purposes in the afternoon. Tempest once again had her lips stretched around the huge shaft and was bathing it with her tongue as she let the pole slide in and out of her mouth.
She wondered how they recruited staff for their operation. All of the men had unbelievably large cocks. The men varied in terms of looks and intelligence but they all had logs dangling between their legs. Cedric appeared to be on the upper end of the intelligence scale, which was probably why he was the chief pirate. He was only average in looks, though. He was more rugged looking than handsome.
She had already been working on his cock for over fifteen minutes and she feared that it would take much longer since she and the other girls had drained him multiple times earlier in the day. Her jaw ached from all of the blowjobs she had already given. Her throat was sore from all of the cocks that had forced their way into it but thankfully Cedric had not yet made her deep throat him this evening. She was not sure, however, how much longer she could last. A girl can only suck so many cocks.
She needn't have worried about lasting much longer, though. Cedric placed his hand on her forehead and slowly pushed her back and off of his cock. He reached down and lifted her, holding her above him as he sat in the chair.
He was a big man and appeared to be all muscle. He held her as if she were a doll, making her feel very small and powerless. "I am going to let you select the hole that I fuck," he said.
She blushed as she realized that she would have to aid in the upcoming rape by guiding the cock into her. But at least she was thankful that she was given a choice. There was no way that she could ever accommodate him anally.
"Thank you, Master." She had learned in the etiquette classes that all males, other than male slaves, were to be addressed as master even if they did not own slaves. She reached down and gripped the huge black cock, positioning it at her sex and felt the bulb slip partially into her.
He lowered her slowly, lifting her occasionally to let the cock slip back out. One time, it popped free and she quickly gripped it again and repositioned it. She was surprised at how wet it was with her juices and wondered again how her body could be so aroused considering the frightening world that she had entered.
He continued to lift and lower her until his entire cock was buried in her sex. Then he released her and let her settle onto the cock and adjust to the massive size. Her heart was beating quickly and she felt tingly all over as the pole was lodged in her body.
"You may fuck me now, girl."
Tempest blushed again. She would have to do the work, further aiding in her own rape. "Thank you, Master," was all that she voiced, though.
Could this be considered rape? Surely it was not something that she had volunteered for. Therefore, it was nonconsensual. But was it possible to rape a slave? If a person used their own property for something that it was designed for, could that be a crime? The kidnapping had been a crime. Slavery was a crime in most countries. But she was not sure that what was going on now constituted a crime.
She used her legs to lift herself out of his lap, feeling the log slowly slide out of her. When just the bulb remained inside of her, she lowered herself again, feeling every inch of the cock's travel inside of her. She continued to move slowly up and down on the black man's cock.
"That feels nice, girl," he said. "You have a tight twat. Feed me those tits."
Oh god, thought Tempest. Once again, she had to aid in the taking of her body. She reached up and lifted both breasts in her hands, leaning forward slightly and offering a nipple to the male's lips. He sucked it into his mouth and held it there as she kept his cock sliding in and out of her.
Tempest closed her eyes at the humiliation of being so powerless and so used. She was not sure that she could survive like this. She was not sure that she wanted to survive. She was nothing but a sexual plaything.
His teeth gnawed lightly on her nipples which stiffened automatically in response. Unwanted thrills shot through her body, much to her dismay, and she felt her sex tighten around his massive cock. Still, she kept up the steady up and down tempo. He released the nipple and then claimed its twin, repeating his actions until it too was as stiff as a little pebble.
He finally released the second nipple and reached to the table, grabbing a pair of clamps. She opened her eyes as she felt the cold steel at her left nipple and looked down, surprised at what she saw. He had placed the nipple between the two pieces of metal and was sliding the ring upward, causing the two tines to clamp down on her tender bud. He watched her face for a reaction and kept tightening it. Her expression changed from surprise to shock to worry to fear. Finally, she cried out from the pain of her nipple being crushed. He continued to slide the ring upward and she cried out in pain again. He stopped working on that one and turned his attention to the other nipple, tightening that clamp until he was satisfied with the level of pain.
Tempest's chest burned with pain as she rode his cock. Tears rolled down her cheeks but her sex was spasming with arousal. How could it react so badly to something like this?
She realized, all of a sudden, that she was not on birth control. Since joining the law firm two years earlier, she had immersed herself in work. She still dated occasionally but she had vowed not to get involved with anyone until she became a senior associate. She went off the pill, thinking that it was best to not have unnecessary chemicals flowing through her body. But now, she was totally unprotected and was about to receive a male's seed; a black male's seed no less. She groaned again at her helplessness.
Just as she was worrying about receiving his sperm, Cedric tensed and grunted. He gripped her waist and forced her body down hard on his cock. She cried out in pain as the cock banged against her cervix, sending cramping throughout her abdomen and then whimpered as she felt the cock jerking inside of her, knowing that it was sending millions of tiny swimmers into her, all of which were in search of her egg.