Slave Training (Open to one dominant female, pm me if interested)

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"Damn it all..."

Devon cursed aloud as he paced around the circular room he had been brought to, or rather, forced into.

"Stupid bastards."

It had been his parents' fault, all their fault. They hadn't wanted a kid, yet they had kept him anyway. Devon's parents hadn't exactly been abusive, but they were far from what you would call affectionate. They had always done exactly as little as they could legally get away with, while being able to do their own thing. It had been like that up until his eighteenth birthday. Then, everything changed.

His eighteenth birthday had only been a week ago, yet here he was. They had offered to let him drink with them, in the privacy of their own home. In truth he should have suspected something then, should have known something was up. The night had started innocently enough, just a few beers, but then they started to bring out the liquor . At that point, he had lost most of his inhibitions, so he didn't give a second thought to his actions as he took shot after shot. He had passed out in the end...but not before he made the biggest mistake of his short life. While he was drunk, his parents had asked him to sign something, and he had done it, not knowing what it was. How could he possibly have known that was signing his life away.

Even now, he hadn't been allowed to reread the print on the contract he had signed. All he knew, was that he had been old enough to do it, and had then unknowingly done it.

Devon was still pacing circles around the small room when he heard the lock on the door open. He turned to it as it opened, watching a woman enter.

"Who the hell are you, and what the hell do you want?" He asked, not bothering to hide the anger and contempt in his voice.

(OOC) Looking for a dominant woman to take part in this combative thread. The basic premise of this is that he has unknowingly allowed himself to be sold into sexual slavery. As could be imagined, he isn't happy about it, and is far from willing to just let it happen. Whomever assumes the roll of the buyer may look as she chooses, and do as she wishes. As far as rules go, I am open to most anything, though I would prefer it if I got a heads up before going to certain levels.

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Name:Alexandra"Alex" Carson
Age:21


Alex had been impressed when a slightly older couple, hmm what was their names? Oh yes the Henderson's. They had their assistant bring in a young boy she presumed was someone of their non-wanting. He was obviously pissed and not wanting to be anywhere new here, he didn't know what was going on. Now in her fourth cell. She walked the halls her heels clicking the tile floor checking up on her little playmates, soon to be shipped off.

She had a feeling on the new arrival, he'd be a hard one to break in, but surely worth it when the time comes. She could go look at the monitors, but she enjoyed the look on the men in flesh not through camera.

Alex heard a movement come from room four, someone pacing as it sounded. She took the jingling keys off of her waist and unlocked the door walking in the slightly shadowed room, she heard his voice.

"Who the hell are you, and what the hell do you want?"

She grinned slyly hearing the anger in his voice, the aggression, not bothered to be hidden. She took a few steps forward closer to him and ran her fingers lightly down his shoulder then pulled her hand away.

She spoke in a softer tone not loud,angry,or aggravated. It'd be fun to see how she could play with his mind, twist his thoughts.

"Who do you think I am Devon? Hmm? I could be help, or I could be discipline. It depends on how you control yourself while in my presence."

Devon wasn't sure to make of the woman. She was attractive to be sure, but there was something unsettling about her. Maybe it was the smile on her face, or the look in her eye, but something was off.

The woman didn't seem threatening, so Devon let her approach without incident. He didn't quite expect her to touch him though, and the light touch of her fingers on his should sent a shiver down his spine.

"Who do you think I am Devon? Hmm? I could be help, or I could be discipline. It depends on how you control yourself while in my presence."

Devon gave the woman a quizzical look. He took a step back away from her, a little wary of her now.

"And why would I need to act any differently in your presence than anybody else?"

There was a hint of annoyance in Devon's voice, stemmed from not knowing who she was, where he was or what the hell was going on.

"Where am I? Why have I been brought here? And what's going to happen to me?

There wasn't fear in Devon's questions, only a hint of uncertainty.

Alex grinned with satisfactions when he looked at her with a very confused look. And her grin widened at when he took a step back. She nodded while thinking"yes that's the way he should start reacting."

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"And why would I need to act any differently in your presence than anybody else?"

"Where am I? Why have I been brought here? And what's going to happen to me?

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She arched an eyebrow when she heard him speak to her with, slightly tensed anger, a bit of confusion, and no need to hide annoyance heavy with his words.

She grinned maniacally and raised a finger wagging it at him like a bad dog.

"Ah, ah, ah. No need to get annoyed with me and certainly no need to confront me with your questions."

She steps closer to him just a few inches away from him she pulls out her whip and crackles it on the ground with a whish from the whip hitting the cold floor. She runs her fingers along the handle and looks back up at him.

"You can call me Mistress, Milady, Madam. I prefer Mistress."
She turns on her heel and turns her body away from his.
"You act differently in my presence, because I own you slave. No need to know your location, and you can ask your parents why you're here and what's going to happen."

Alex laughs and turns around back to face him.
"Oh yes that's right, you can't ask them. Because you sold your own self off, such a fool to think your parents finally loved you, that they'd treat you any differently because their baby boy turned eighteen. Pathetic."

(Italicized-Hissed,spat. Baby Boy-Hissed,spat,mocking tone.)

She lingers for a moment, her hands taking the whip and gently running it on his bare stomach. She looks up at him and glares.

"You should get used to your new life quick slave, you mustn't want to learn the hard way, it'd be a shame."

"Ah, ah, ah. No need to get annoyed with me and certainly no need to confront me with your questions."

She steps closer to him just a few inches away from him she pulls out her whip and crackles it on the ground with a whish from the whip hitting the cold floor. She runs her fingers along the handle and looks back up at him.

"You can call me Mistress, Milady, Madam. I prefer Mistress."
She turns on her heel and turns her body away from his.
"You act differently in my presence, because I own you slave. No need to know your location, and you can ask your parents why you're here and what's going to happen."

Alex laughs and turns around back to face him.
"Oh yes that's right, you can't ask them. Because you sold your own self off, such a fool to think your parents finally loved you, that they'd treat you any differently because their baby boy turned eighteen. Pathetic."

She lingers for a moment, her hands taking the whip and gently running it on his bare stomach. She looks up at him and glares.

"You should get used to your new life quick slave, you mustn't want to learn the hard way, it'd be a shame."

Devon's gaze as he looked at Alex only showed more anger and annoyance with each word that passed her lips. He had always had a problem with authority figures, and now this self-righteous bitch comes along thinking she owns him?

Devon matched her glare with one of his own. He stood tall and proud, not backing down.

"Best mind what you say woman."

Devon said with blatant anger in his voice. He took a step forward, glaring down at her.

"'m not known for my patience, especially dealing with shit that wasn't my fault and had no control over. So I'm going to give you another chance. Where am I, and how do I get out of here?"

Devon had always been a very strong-minded guy, and he was not about to be pushed around by a woman smaller than him claiming to own him. It didn't matter to him that she had a whip, he didn't think she had the heart to use it.

"Best mind what you say woman."
Alex saw Devon take a step forward and glare at her. She arched her eyebrows and stood where she were, not affected by his attitude.

"'m not known for my patience, especially dealing with shit that wasn't my fault and had no control over. So I'm going to give you another chance. Where am I, and how do I get out of here?"

Alex grinned hearing his words as she shook her head as if he had just told a joke.

"Oh, give me another chance shall you? I don't think so. Before long, you shall be the one begging for one more chance."

She tilts her head up a little looking directly at him and his angered face. She could tell that he did not believe that she was tough enough to be an assaultant, that sickened her, she took a step forward making herself almost as close as she could get to the boy.

"Don't be fooled by my size,height,or looks slave. Yeah if I was a girl walking down the street fools such as yourself would mistake me as a harmless girl, but that's where you're wrong. And if you don't decide to straighten up soon, then you shall be finding out just how feirce I can be, and how much you can fear another."

Alex looked at him for one more moment before taking the keys out of her coat pocket jiggling them in his face for a moment and then turning around toward the door.

"I think I will be leaving now, I'll send someone to check up on you soon, maybe get you fitted for your collar, so I can tell you apart from the others."

Alex unlocks the door and looks back at him for one more moment then locks the door behind her, walking down the hall her heels clicking against the tile again.

"Oh, give me another chance shall you? I don't think so. Before long, you shall be the one begging for one more chance."

She tilts her head up a little looking directly at him and his angered face. She took a step forward making herself almost as close as she could get to the boy.

"Don't be fooled by my size,height,or looks slave. Yeah if I was a girl walking down the street fools such as yourself would mistake me as a harmless girl, but that's where you're wrong. And if you don't decide to straighten up soon, then you shall be finding out just how feirce I can be, and how much you can fear another."

Alex looked at him for one more moment before taking the keys out of her coat pocket jiggling them in his face for a moment and then turning around toward the door.

"I think I will be leaving now, I'll send someone to check up on you soon, maybe get you fitted for your collar, so I can tell you apart from the others."

Alex unlocks the door and looks back at him for one more moment then locks the door behind her, walking down the hall her heels clicking against the tile again.

Devon tried not to show it, but there was that obvious hurt from her ability to leave when he couldn't. He cast another look around the small room, but he knew there was nothing. He would be sleeping on the floor with no blanket or pillow.

That night was a long one for Devon. He spent the better part of it pacing, trying to think of anything he could possibly do to get out of this. Unfortunately though, nothing much came out of the time. In the end he was huddled in the corner, sitting on the floor, with his arms wrapped around his legs. He was cold, uncomfortable, and tired, yet he couldn't really sleep. All he could really do was wonder at how long was she going to keep him locked up in here?

Alex grinned at the hurt look on his face when she was leaving the room knowing that he was hurt by how she could roam free and his independence was taken from him. She walked down the hall and sat down in her monitor room watching him pace back and forth looking about trying to find a way out of his entrapment.

Alex sent one of her other female trainers who worked around the building to fit him for his "pet" collar. She sat back in her chair watching for his reaction as the girl walked into the room locking the door behind her, her five foot nothing stature making her seem harmless. Alex watched as Stacy opened a box of jeweled collars all with the name Devon on them as she ran her fingers across them and looked up at the boy speaking in a snobbish, annoyed tone.

"Okay, which one do you like? Cuz you're wearing one of them."

Devon paced the small room, trying to think of something, anything he could do that might help him get out of this situation. Nothing really came to mind though. He had no idea where he was, how he got here, or how to get out and away. Further more, he was trapped inside this room with nothing with which he could use against his captors.

He was still pacing when he heard the door open once more behind him. This new woman was even less than the other woman who had come into his room. He was taller than her and had her by at least fifty pounds. She carried a box with her. Devon wondered at first what the box contained, but he didn't have to wait long.

When she opened the box, it contained a variety of jeweled collars all with the name Devon on them. She ran her fingers across them and looked up at him speaking in a snobbish, annoyed tone.

"Okay, which one do you like? Cuz you're wearing one of them."

Devon was getting more than slightly annoyed with these women, and he made no attempt to hide it as he stepped towards her.

"What the hell is it with you bitches and your condescending bull shit? You make all these wild claims, accusations, and threats, yet you have nothing to back them up with. What's stopping me from just smacking the shit out of you right now for holding me hostage against my will?"

Alex sat back watching him pace back and forth in his little cell trying to think over his possibilities, even though he had none not just slim to none, flat out no chances of escape, and nothing to harm anyone with besides his physical strength of which he wouldn't have much longer.

Stacy watched him step forward to her talking with an angry tone as she didn't even acknowledge it occurring being so used to slaves reactions. She looked up listening to the rest of his words.
"What the hell is it with you bitches and your condescending bull shit? You make all these wild claims, accusations, and threats, yet you have nothing to back them up with. What's stopping me from just smacking the shit out of you right now for holding me hostage against my will?"
She holds the box out to him while she looks at him with arched eyebrows"Excuse you Devon but I did not come in here claiming you, threatening you, I came in here to fit you for your collar from your master's requests she is the one who owns you not me. And what's stopping you from hitting me, beating me?"She looks up at him speaking with a matter-of-factly voice"Nothing. Nothing is stopping you from beating the life out of me, but if you do choose to act these foolish ways, remember that she will be the one who makes you pay. While here, you can do anything you'd like but you will have to pay for your actions, remember that she is always watching."Stacy holds the box out to him again"Oh and I'm not holding you hostage against your will, your captor is."

"Excuse you Devon but I did not come in here claiming you, threatening you, I came in here to fit you for your collar from your master's requests she is the one who owns you not me. And what's stopping you from hitting me, beating me?"She looks up at him speaking with a matter-of-factly voice"Nothing. Nothing is stopping you from beating the life out of me, but if you do choose to act these foolish ways, remember that she will be the one who makes you pay. While here, you can do anything you'd like but you will have to pay for your actions, remember that she is always watching."Stacy holds the box out to him again"Oh and I'm not holding you hostage against your will, your captor is."

Devon listened to the girl's words, hating them more and more. Back and forth his mind worked, trying to refute what she was saying, trying to find a way in which she was wrong. In the end he couldn't truly deny anything she said, and that just pissed him off even more.

Devon's blue eyes still held the girl's gaze as he stepped forward. How long he stared at her he didn't know, but his gaze eventually lowered to the box she held. His eyes scanned over each of them. "The one with embedded sapphires." He said at last, pointing to the one he was referring to.

Stacy saw him infuriated with not having anything to say after her little rampage as you may call it containing words. She watched him hold her gaze not afraid or even tempted by this boy as she didn't look away. She watched him approach her and his gaze lowered onto the jeweled box contianing the collars. She saw his eyes flicker over the encased jeweld items and heard his voice not so angry yet still tensed "The one with embedded sapphires." He said at last, pointing to the one he was referring to.

Stacy nodded and pulled the collar out of the box closing the box with a click, she sat it gently back into her bag and motioned him with her finger to turn around and kneel, him being an obvious taller than her, she watched him hesitantly do so, not too happy either and she placed her arms on either sides of his shoulder sliding the collar onto his neck she slid her hands back and took the very back of the collar locking it in place with a click then she took the key and put it in her pocket"All done, here."

She reached in her bag and got out a bottle of water- it looked sealed but secetly wasn't, it had been opened had a solution put into it, and was re-sealed, he'd never know. Alex loved that little trick she had, and the point of that if any worker who worked at the Slave Academy if you chose to call it that, if they shall disobey her, she could easily sabotage their water and kill them, with a snap of her fingers.

Stacy saw him hesitate and traced the cap with her finger"Look, sealed."She held the bottle out to him and watched for his reaction"Oh and life here isn't too bad unless you upset Mistress Alex, or disobey her. She's not that bad if you follow her orders, just wanted you to know that Devon."

Stacy nodded and pulled the collar out of the box closing the box with a click, she sat it gently back into her bag and motioned him with her finger to turn around and kneel, him being an obvious taller than her, she watched him hesitantly do so, not too happy either and she placed her arms on either sides of his shoulder sliding the collar onto his neck she slid her hands back and took the very back of the collar locking it in place with a click then she took the key and put it in her pocket "All done, here."

Devon rose to his feet, his fingers tracing the new collar that was around his neck. The girl held out a bottle of water to him. He was equally hesitant to take the water as he had been to turn around and kneel before her.

Stacy saw him hesitate and traced the cap with her finger "Look, sealed." She held the bottle out to him and watched for his reaction "Oh and life here isn't too bad unless you upset Mistress Alex, or disobey her. She's not that bad if you follow her orders, just wanted you to know that Devon."

Devon took the water and turned away from the girl. He opened it and took a drink. He leaned back against the wall, thinking about what she said.

Stacy felt sorry for Devon just a bit, because he had trusted her to kneel down to put on his collar even though he was frustrated and had trusted her to take the bottle of water, she already knew that it had been opened and had drugs implanted in the bottle beforehand but secretly she was one of the few who knew about the machinery that could operate this function.

She turned her head seeing him lean against a wall after taking a sip she knew it wouldn't be for long until the drug took effect and he would be out cold for a while until Mistress Alex commanded him awake. She unlocked the door and slipped out into the darkened hallway dimly lit by candles, she passed the guards and knew that as Mistress Alex was watching him and the rest through monitors and as soon as she saw what she wanted, she would be back in his room for the second time this night.

Devon relaxed back against the wall, taking small drinks of the water while he thought. His mind started to cloud a bit. He was getting tired, something not entirely unexpected considering how long it had been since he'd had a good sleep.

He moved over to a corner and let his head rest against the wall. With hands that he could barely feel, he closed the bottle of water. That was the last conscious act he did. His head sagged against the wall, his arms fell limply to his sides, and his breathing steadied. The bottle of water fell from his limp fingers and rolled across the room. Devon wasn't aware of it though, his mind lost in the dreams that were filling his sleep.

Alex watched him through the monitor slouch against the wall sighing and drinking the water. She saw the tired expression cross his face, he was slowly slipping. This was delightful to watch.

She watched him slouch even further, she could tell he was going numb as his arms fell limply to his sides and the bottle of water fell out of his fingers rolling across the floor. She nodded in approval to him passing out as she stood up and walked out of the room and her heels once more clicking against the tile as she went back to his cell and unlocked it.

She grabbed some chains, a harness, and a leather collar very small. She walked into the room with her servant Martin. She had Martin hold him up as she stood on a chair and chained his arms to the wall then did the same to his ankles after she removed all of his clothing. After that she shooed Martin off. She reached down stroking his cock fast for a minute exactly while rubbing her thumb over and over the sensetive head. And then she attached the small leather collar around his stiff member and the chain attached to it. She was going to have fun with this boy. And she would break him in soon enough- through sexual desires.

Devon didn't even realize how tired he'd been until sleep overcame him, so suddenly did it hit him. He wouldn't even have been able to fathom what had truly taken place, so that was likely for the best. Besides, once he started to dream, he likely could have cared less about what had caused him to go to sleep.

His sleep was peaceful at first, but then the dream came to him. It was so vivid and life-like, that he could almost swear it was real. He watched as a woman came closer to him, a woman he couldn't identify. He watched as he was lifted and chained to the wall, after being completely stripped. He then watched intently as the woman sent the other person away and turned to him.

Devon gasped in his sleep at the first touch of Alex's hands on his cock. Still, he didn't awaken. In his dreams eye though, he watched as the woman reached down and started to stroke his cock. In both his dream and in reality, Devon moaned at the furious stroking of her hand, and the feel of her thumb as it pressed over the sensitive head. His cock hardened quickly under her experienced touch, rapidly hardening to it's full eight inch length and one-and-a-half inch girth.

Never in Devon's wildest dreams could he ever have thought his dream was real. So there was nothing for him to do but sleep and enjoy what he thought was the best dream of his life.

Alex snickered hearing him grunt as she backed away from him for a moment, he probably thought this was all a dream. And she well knew that one good way to awaken someone from that drug, was through orgasm.

She walked forward and placed her lips on his cock head while removing the collar, she started to suck his cockhead hard while she felt him all the way hard to his extension. She smiled as she started sucking his cock and going further and furthur until her face was in his pube hair and her tongue was on a frenzy around his sensetive head, wrapping around it and using her experienced techniques on him.

Devon jumped and gasped again, this time as much in his sleep as out. Alex probably didn't know it, but he was a virgin, and he had never felt such attention, especially from somebody as experienced as she.

Devon's hips bucked against her mouth, his head thrashing in his sleep. He could feel it all start to fade, and he didn't want to leave the dream that was so pleasant. Of all the things that had happened in his short life, nothing could have prepared Devon for the moment his eyes opened, and his first realization that everything he had been dreaming was very real.

Still, his hips didn't stop bucking, and his verbal reactions to her ministrations only increased as his awareness of what was going on came back to him. Virgin as he was, Devon's orgasm would come quickly, anybody watching could tell that much.

From the reactions coming from Devon, Alex was starting to think that this kid was a virgin. She snickered at the thought with a smile curving upwards on her lips.

Alex kept her gaze locked on his thrashing head as she noticed the daziness starting to ware off, and him start to wake up. Yet, his hips did not stop buckling and she could tell he was enjoying this, and would be done sometime soon.

She increased the speed of her head bobbing, the suction of her lips, and dropped her hand to massage his sagging ball sack.

Devon was beyond caring where he was or what this woman truly wanted at this point. All he cared about was her skilled mouth, which was soon joined by one of her hand, on his cock and balls. Devon's hips soon began to thrust themselves up to that sucking mouth, fucking her mouth as best he could in the restricted position.

His orgasm was coming fast, he could feel it building deep within him. His body kept moving as his breathing picked up, his thrashing became even more irregular. Devon completely lost the ability to articulate, but in his nonsensical moans, pants, and grunts, he was sort of begging her to make him cum.

Alex grinned at his moans, pants, and grunts. All most screaming"Make me cum"As she sucked on his head for a momen longer and then pulled her mouth off of his cock. She stroked him gently for a moment while looking at him"Does someone want to cum? Hmm, do you wanna feel my hot warm wet mouth on your hard dick virgin slave?"She asked with a sly smile.

She ran her fingers along the head while giving it a lick poking the slit with her tongue talkin in a seductive voice"So, are you going to mind your mistress for once and all?"

Alex's words and voice were so seductive and taunting, especially combined with her torture of his cock. He had moaned in dismay when she had pulled her mouth away from his cock. Even when her hand returned it wasn't enough. A loud shuddering gasp came when her tongue flicked over the slit of his sensitive cock. The only statement she said that he was able to comprehend in his current state of mind was, "So, are you going to mind your mistress for once and all?"

Devon heard those words, and for a brief moment they penetrated his euphoric trance. Then he was gone, lost once more in the pleasure she was causing him. Devon desperately wanted to scream no, he desperately wanted to salvage some last bit of dignity or freedom, but even he heard himself shout, "YES! Yes mistress, just let me cum, please just let me cum while you suck me off!"

Devon knew that with those words he was signing himself away, and that for better or for worse, he was doing it willingly. There would be no turning back from this.

Alex smiled hearing him almost scream at the top of his lungs his approval.
Right after he approved she attacked his cock with her tongue and lips, sucking ferociously, swirling her tongue quickly, and massaging his balls as she started sucking faster while starting to hum on his dick sending vibrations up his shaft.

Devon had been about at the end of his endurance as it was, but with the renewed assault, it was a lost cause. The building within his body was quickly building to a point, especially when Alex started humming around his cock, adding those steady vibrations to everything else she had been doing.

It seemed time stopped for a brief moment for Devon as his body hit that edge. His back arched as much as possible as he drove his hips to that pleasure-giving mouth.

Then, with a long and shuddering moan, Devon's cock exploded into Alex's mouth, his cum gushing forth from him. Still, his hips continued to drive towards her, riding out his own orgasm to it's fullest as he fucked his cum into her mouth. Harder and faster he moved, milking all the pleasure from that first sexual experience with another person.

When at last Devon's orgasm subsided, he collapsed back against the wall, his naked body sweating in the shackles that held him. His chest still heaved as he tried to catch breath and come down from the tremendous high that had been the orgasm she had given him.