.

"There will be no swaying me this time Slut. But the training has more than the one purpose. Yes you may indeed like sex, but simply liking it is not enough. You must be ready for it at all times, crave it even. The machine will accustome your body to constant stimulation. When you feel something bettwen your legs, pumping into you, you will feel complete. And Emptiness will consume you otherwise."

He truned to leave her there and walked towards teh stairs. He stopped and turned around. "You only have yourself to blame for this." Then he left here there. Her meals were brought to her at irregular intervals, the torches were extinguished randomly, ruining her sense of time. And all teh while she lay in the humid and warm dungeon. The Guards refused to speak with her, and there was little for her to do.
 
He left her there for two weeks straight. Henever even came to see her. Until now. He walked down the stone steps and rounded the corner to come into her feild of vision. "And how is my Slut today? A bit more pliant?"
 
He walked over to her, leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Remember how you feel right now. I can tell you don't like it. Remember it well, because if you disobey me again, you will find yourself down here, and back in this exact same position. DO you want that?"
 
He nods and stops the machine. He disconnects teh wires to her nipple rings, and slids the dildo out of her pussy. Reattaching the leash to her collar he leads her back up to her room, keeping a brisk pace, forcing her to keep up, despite any complaints from her legs.

When they reach her room, the ceiling has been plastered so thre is no longer any place to hang herself.

"rest for now, I will come for you tommorow, and I expect you to behave as a proper sex slave should."
 
The next evening, after he had his dinner, he retired to his room. After reading through a novel he was in the middle of, he decided he should probably give his new sex slave a try, see how she fared.

He walked down the hallway to his harem and stopped a door right next to it. He opened it up and walked in. "Slut, how are you feeling?"
 
IF she gets a better name back at all.

He grabbed her leash off the peg in the wall and bade her follow him.

"Come, I wish to use you tonight."
 
He had seen it before, women who so hated what had happened to themselves they retreated into their own minds. It was a sure way to insanity if maintained long enough.

He brought her to his chambers and laid her on the bed. He had a small suprise for her. She was more than likely imagining him to be a rough lover, only interested in his own pleasure, and in most ways, he was. But tonight, it would be a shock to her, to find he was otherwise. It would keep her off balance, and that was what he wanted.

He stipped himself of his garments quickly, and climbed on the bed between her legs. He didn't immediately go for her pussy though, not instead he massaged her breasts. He poured oil on them and rubbed it in, he poured more oil into his hands and he massaged it into her shoulders and belly as well. All the while he watched her reactions out of the corner of his eye.
 
"I treat you as I treat all my sex slaves. I am not as harsh as I have been, normally. You would not let me. And this is your first time with me, it is a special occasion."

He moved his hands down to stroke her pussy as he spoke. spreading oil there as well, even if she was unaroused, there would be lubricant.

"A slave that is somewhat content, is a better slave than one who is miserable. They perform better, and are easier to manage. But that is only the perspective of an owner. There are reasons besides that as well. A man who is cruel to a slave, simply because he can be, is no man at all."
 
He laughed, since she was actually asking, albeit in a sarcastic manner, and then realised her mistake, he would answer her. "That's rather simplistic, but yes. What you left out was, if you see to my pleasures, yours will be fulfilled as well. It is an uneven agreement, but that can't be helped."

He stroked his fingers over her clit.
 
He smiled as he watched her squirm. "Don't touch yourself or I'll tie your hands up..... or would you like that?" He slid a finger into her channel and continued with the manipulation of her clit. This was the point in time where the bonding process would begin. It wasn't a mystical ritual, or anything so grand, it was simply showing her how much pleasure she could derive from him.
 
He chukles as he stops and quickly binds her hand to the bed post. Only the one that touched herself though. Then he went back to her wet pussy to continue his manipulations, watching her face the entire time.
 
He smiles again as he binds her other arm to the bedpost on the other side.

"Now you see the purpose of the time you spent in dungeon. I haven't even touched you with my cock yet, and already you're are in heat."

He tugged on her nipple rings while he played with her clit now. liking the look of her body shiny with oil in the lamp light.
 
Deciding to tease her slightly, he stops touching her completely and watches her squirm for about 5 minutes.

Then he climbs on top of her, rubs his cock up anddown along the length of her pussy, and then slides it in, buring himself completely inside her in a single stroke. He pauses there for a second and then starts to piston in and out of her. moving out until the tip of his cock is only just inside her, and then pushing in until he feels his balls slap against her ass.
 
He grunts with each inward thrust, taking great pleasure not only in the feel of her around him, but of her reaction to the fucking as well.

He grabbed her breasts and fondled them roughly, though not too much to cause her a great deal of pain. He pulled on her nipple rings, as he was so fond of doing.

After awhile he moved his hand to her waist, grabbing her there he started to move ehr body counter to his strokes, adding more friction to their movements.
 
His own orgasm was fast aproaching, her climaxes only fueling his fire, bring his closer. He slammed into her on final time and held himself there. He shot load after load of hot thick cum into her wet channel.

When he was down he slowly slid out and moved to untie her arms. He was panting a bit, with a small amount of sweat covering his body.
 
He spoke the word to activate the glyph and carried her to her room.

The next morning, he walked into her room and closed the door sharply to wake her up. Their mixed juices still covering here where they were, but now dried.

"Well Slut, how was your night?"
 
He points to her crotch and chuckles. "how did you enjoy the fuck? And about calling you slut, I recall hearing you beg to be fucked." Ok so it wasn't entirely begging, but she seemed very out of it.
 
He smiled as she washed off. "you're lucky today is one of your batheing days."

"no, I'm here to talk for now. As you said, you really enjoyed it last night. Hs your opinion changed on anything about your situation?"
 
"Since the question has direct influence on you, I'll answer it. A woman's cycle is carefully watched, and once the pattern has been established, you will not be taken during your fertile period. It's quite simple."
 
"You will be given books, as well as a variety of toys. It will take some time to get some made though, all of the others, that are fit fora royal sex slave, are in the harem, and I doubtthe girls would part with them." He smiled.
 
He watched her smiling. Truely the chair had done it's work. Even if she had masturbated often before, she was much more open about it now.

"Enjoying yourself?"
 
"Of course. You are free to indulge yourself whenever you desire it, so long as you are ready when I wish to use your body."

He nodded and smiled, watching her.
 
"Being a sex slave seems to agree with you. After all, you have all the appropriate appetites."

He grinned and reached over, cupping one of her tits.
 
"Oh? Not insatiable? I'm willing to bet your hand was at your pussy before you even realised you were horny." He chuckled, it was somewhat challenging in tone, but not angry.

He was curious about what she was about to say. "Finish what you were about to. I'm curious"
 
He smiled. "Does my little slut's pussy always need attention?I bet it simply can't wait to feel my cock again." He was of course teasing her now, and it was somewhat obvious, though it was not malicious in nature. Since that was exactly what he wanted.
 
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