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Perplexia

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My name although it won’t matter soon is Gia. I was raised with the knowledge that my fate was limited to a couple of options. I would either be sent to be a breeder, or a slave.

My parents are of low birth, my mother secured a position as a cook, my father a grounds man. Male children were desirable by parents because there were always jobs for them. Females would be taken away after they turn 18.

The doctor dismissed me from being a breeder, he said my vaginal canal was too long. It would require extra effort from the sperm. So I will be off to train to be a slave, or concubine if he chooses to keep me.

Our world was long ago taken over by the dark things we use to think were supernatural myths. Demons, Vampires, Werewolves and shape-shifters now ruled. We the human race, have been set lower in the evolutionary road.

Please don’t think I’m happy about this. I am not. But I have acknowledged my circumstance and accepted them. The vampires tend to go for breeders so they can have an in house pure supply of food.

I honestly don’t know if I would have preferred that or not. They don’t get to raise or keep their babies so probably not.
There was no escape, it was simply the way the world is. Once you’ve been selected you must remain intact. Or a virgin as we use to call it. If you aren’t it is a death sentence.

No one wants a used slave. Part of pleasure is taking what no one else has had. I was only allowed to take one small bag, it was packed with a picture of my family, and my stuffed jalapeno named jose. A few other sentimental things like my journal and a few pens, cards and letters.

The black van pulled outside my house and my parents hugged me for the last time. My mother was in hysterical tears as they pried me from her arms and put me in my seat. The ride was short and took me to an airport where I was taken to a helicopter. I fell asleep somewhere over what I thought was the pacific.

I curled my 5’5 frame as tight as I could. My mousy brown hair draped across my pale face as my eyelids hid my green eyes. I was not a beauty queen, but I was considered attractive for a human.
 
It was the year 2000 the beginning of a New Millennium when the cosmic cloud engulfed the earth, engulfed humanity and its worst nightmares became a dark reality. Vampires became a reality, not just creatures that existed in dusty novels. They fed on humanity, considering them nothing more than cattle, desired only for their rich sensual blood and their daughters supple young bodies, to amuse them sexually, and to be bred for the next generation of their kind. The young beauties that fell into their clutches would suffer for centuries of their masters and mistresses attentions. It was not quite the immortally of stories, yet these powerful creatures were not the only creatures to descend on humanity for it also brought the werewolf to earth as well. These creatures, were creatures of wild uncontrolled lust. A lust that contorted their bodies and nature to resemble the beasts of the forest for which they were named. The girls that fell in to their hands could look forward to a life of continual rapes, and domination as their masters and mistresses took their pleasure from the hapless young beauties gorgeous supple bodied, other would bear their litters until they were spent and exhausted, old before their time. Yet perhaps the darkest of them all were the Demon Lords for they were the ones that held the innocent young daughter of Eve’s fate in their hands. Breeders would increase the number of the chosen species and enforce their domination of humanity, or Slaves. Oh Slaves where not destined to be labors, their existence was to sexually please their Master, and Mistress with their supple young bodies and agile young minds. Only the youngest and most attractive of the daughters of Eve were selected or these roles and it was the Demon Lords who would be the ones to cull out the chosen and decide their fate.

“ My name is Ademoanious An I shall be the one to train you to please whoever buys you. If you fight you fate you will suffers, and yes there is a market for young beauties that do fight their chosen role.”

To begin with I would present an image, a human image that these frail young creatures could accept . Later I would reveal my true aspect. I let my eyes boldly caress each of the young beauties that stood before me, each just eighteen, each a virgin, so pure and innocent, and that fragrance of innocence was so intoxicating. Most of these girls would accept their face sooner or later and yet I always searched for that one special young creature that would capture my jaded imagination, and that would fuel my desire to take her as my concubine.

“You girl what’s your name ?”

My eyes had come to rest on a young creature with mousey brown hair that hung loosely around her unadorned face. She wore no makeup, did nothing to call attention to herself.
“Tie back your hair, never hide your face from a Master or Mistress………..”

I waited for the young girl to do as I had commanded.

“STRIP! I wish to see your body.”
 
I stood with my hands behind my back and eyes to the floor as the trainer introduced himself to his new lot. I was hoping to just disappear into the wall behind me. But his shiny leather black shoes stopped in front of me.

"Gia Sir" I replied meekly as he asked for my name. His request to move my hair from my face was quickly answered as i fixed it back with a rubber band i had upon my wrist. I used it to help relieve anxiety. I liked to repetitive snap it it lightly to calm my mind.

His next order resulted in a gasp from some of the girls "Strip" he ordered. It took me a moment and I began to undress in front of him. There was no use in resisting him. His job was to train us for our lives. There was no choice and no place for modesty. I dropped my over-sized t' shirt to the ground with my bra, skirt, and panties. I then slid off my sandals and bowed my head before him once again.

I had a chance to briefly glance at him. It confused me momentarily because i had been prepared to see a hideous demon. Instead a handsome Asian man stood devouring me with his gaze.

I could hear soft whimpers of some of the frightened girls. Taking deep breaths i kept myself calm. There wasn't a need for tears yet. Nothing had been done to us. We had always known of what was to come, years we had to prepare and throw our tantrums. I simply didn't understand their hysterics.
 
"Gia Sir”

The little mouse chestnut haired girl meekly answered as she kept her eyes demurely lowered. When I ordered her to bind back her hair she did so without hesitation, reveal an angelic face. Nor did she hesitate when I commanded her to STRIP. I watched with interest as Gia stripped. There was a natural sensual and fluid graceful grace and innocence to her movements that I found delightfully seductive. She now stood before me naked as the day she was born, and the misfortune to be born a girl. Gia shed no tears even as other girl’s in her group whimpered and burst into tears. I slowly circled you the tip of my fingers caressing you soft flawless skin exploring the firm curves of your ass. When I stood before you again, my hands cupped your breasts, felt their firmness as my thumbs brushed across your nipples. I lifted your chin with a single finger and sternly said,

“Look at me Gia!”

Those emerald green eyes had a natural fire in them. I held your eyes captive in my gaze, my hands slid down the sensual curves of your torso, and cupped your delicate little pussy. I turned to the other young girls in the group.

“Strip you little sluts I want you naked NOW!”

My assistants entered, they did not bother to disguise their appearance, and fear was always an effective training aid when dealing with young virgins. As I gave my command to the girls my fingers slipped into your chaste young body as I intimately explore your tight little cunt.

“You do know the penalty Gia If I find you’re not a virgin?”
 
"Look at me Gia" He commanded
My eyes went to his in a snap. Obeying was never a problem for me, but keeping my wish to not have to from showing in them was an issue. He didn't seem to take too much notice, at least I wasn't in hysterics like the other girls.

His touch was soft and firm as it moved over my breasts stomach and ass. I did wince as he pressed his finger into me. It couldn't be helped, other then the doctor i had never had a mans touch or finger inside me.

His assistants came in, in their true form. The terrified cries of the girls didn't do much for the calmness i was trying to maintain as my instructor familiarized himself with the product that was my body and demure.

His voice was silky and authoritative. It was chilling in a way, But he wasn't there to pamper us and treat us like princess'. It was all pretty much the same regardless of who spoke. I swear i heard someone mutter something about 'stupid human pigs'. But I didn't look away from the Trainers eyes.

"Yes Sir" I replied to his question if he didn't find me a virgin. "Death" I answered no sure if he was wanting one or not. We were meant to be shiny new toys for the creatures of darkness. Shiny, new, and obedient. I felt his finger wiggle inside of me and i found my mouth going open slightly by the odd pleasure sensation i was receiving from him. I wonder if it would all be like this. He certainly knew how to elicit a response.

From the corner of my eye i could see some of the girls being dragged away. Perhaps it was the hysterics, i think i even heard one of them slap the assistant. But i never broke the gaze from the man who was causing me to clamp my tight little pussy over his finger.
 
I noticed the little gasp that escaped from your lips as I slipped a finger into your chaste young body. The involuntary blush that tinged you the most adorable shade of pink from the tip of your button nose to the tip of your toes as you stammered,

"Yes Sir………..Death"

My voice had remained emotionless as I studied your every reaction. Slowly I began to work my finger in and out of that sweet tight little pussy of yours. My knuckled pressing, rubbing, teasing and exciting your hooded clit. Soon I let a second finger join the first as sensual, seductively, finger fucked, that delicious tight pussy. How long would it take to have this sweet young beauty to be panting, withering, and twisting on my fingers tittering on the brink of the abyss that promised such unknown pleasure?

You were just a delightfully submissive young Miss. I let my free hand cup your breast, my thumb rolling your taunt little rosebud nipple under its pad and then a little pinch. Would your body embrace both the pleasure and the pain that it was now being tested with.

“Gia I shall be your body’s personal trainer.”

I had chosen my words with care as if your only value was your youth and gorgeous young body.

“You will learn to pleasure a man with your sweet mouth.”

I continued to finger fuck your pussy and maul your firm young breast.
 
My mouth opened slightly as he began to move his finger inside my never caressed pussy. I couldn't deny how good it felt. Neither could my body, as its excitement began to secrete liquid that trickled down his finger coating it in wet arousal. '

His hand and finger taunting my breast and nipple as if he was milking me for all I was worth. A second finger added, I winced slightly as my pussy quickly adjusted to the extra digit spreading me open and working its way in and out of the pink lipped hole.

"an honor Sir" I replied to his comment about going to be my bodies personal trainer. "Your wish is my desire sir" in response to learning to pleasure a man with my mouth.

He continued to finger fuck me and i began to gasp and moan, panting as something started building inside of me.

If this was part of it, I couldn't say I was disappointed so far.
 
Seduction of innocence was one of my greatest pleasures and this charming submissive Miss would provide me with hours of entertainment until I tiered of her.

"an honor Sir"

Came your meek reply, your soft green eyes demurely down cast as if afraid to me my piercing gaze.

"Your wish is my desire sir"

Oh this young beauty, this Gia, I wondered if you had any real knowledge of what was going to be required of you.

“Very well Gia kneel before me, clasp your hands behind you back.”

I wait for you to obey my simple commands.

“Now my dear lick my balls, and suckle them till my cock begins to harden then adore it with your sweet little tongue and mouth.”

I give you know further guidance as I want to know just what you know of the art of oral sex.
 
With his fingers removed I felt a loss i had never known. I followed his command and slowly lowered to my knees and clasped my hands behind my back. His pants had disappeared and before me a flacid cock and two orbs. My first thought was eew, but I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

His smell was enticing, and I leaned slightly forward and ran my tongue over one of his balls. I looked at it as a scoop of ice cream. I kissed and suckled on it, running my tongue around it and tried sucking it in my mouth. The more i teased and graced it with my mouth his cock began to grow. I moved to the other and repeated the same.

His cock was now standing tall and hard and I ran my tongue with a feather touch up his shaft. It jumped a little as I flicked the tip. It was glistening and slightly damp as his juice escaped a little. Slowly I sucked it in to my mouth like a Popsicle. Licking and pressing off it. Paying particular attention to what got the best response. Then i would simply investigate further until something new I did worked. Soon I had him buried into my throat which he seemed to especially like. It took a few tries and how to manage my breathing so that i didn't suffocate. Also how to relax my throat so I wouldn't gag.
 
I smiled as I thought what an eager little thing you were so willing to please. Your response to command showed that you were by nature a submissive little creature. It was time for a new lesson. My fingers tightly entwined in your mouse brown hair, so far you were the one who had set the pace you had even managed to deep throat me with some difficulty. It was time for that second lesson to begin.

I began by slowly picking up the pace of my thrust into that loving sweet mouth and tight little throat of yours. Faster and faster the pace grew as I now was truly fucking that angelic face of your.

“Suck my cock Gia, like a good little bitch”

My balls slapped your chin with each thrust, my groin pressed to your little button nose as I buried my cock deep wit in your throat as you now had to struggle to get a life giving breath of air. I waited until you almost fainted before relenting and pulling back so you could once more gasp for air. Your torment lasted nearly an hour before I came deep in your tight little throat. “Drink it all down Gia do not waist my gift to you.”

I knew there was no way that you could do as I commanded and that would give me the opportunity to punish you.
 
He took me from my euphoric play, and began to demand what he wanted by grabbing my hair and using it as a handle for my face. I gagged an choked and tears welled up from not breathing. I almost lost consciousness, but I never broke my stance and kept my hands behind my back.

A hot volcano of sweet and salty juice flooded my mouth like the rapids I tried to obey and swallow it all down. But there was much. Some fell from my mouth. I failed in one of my first tasks. I thought I was doing so well, he seemed to enjoy what I had done. Yet I still failed in his request to swallow it all.
 
You failed as I knew you must and it pleased and excited me that know you must be punished for that very failure. My cock suddenly Popped from your suckling mouth Its ridged length dancing before your tear shimmering eyes spewing the last of my scalding white hot cum across your angelic face.

“I am very disappointed in you Gia.”

I let my voice soften with just the right amount of fained disappointment.

“Rise and follow me Gia.”

I led you from the culling area through a maze of tunnels and passages to stand before a large oaken door.

“Your punishment will be two fold first your name will be taken from you and you will become 16. The second part of your punishment lays behind this door, OPEN it 16.”

Beyond the door laid a fiendish torture chamber, a chamber you will know well before I tier of you.

“Go to the manacles hanging from the ceiling and raise your hands above your head.”

I idly wonder if faced with this fate whether you would beg for mercy or not, what truly was the depth of your submissive nature, I was bond to find out.
 
I lowered my eyes in more disappointment of myself then obediance. Slowly I rose as he order and kept my hands behind my back. I followed him through the twists and turns until we arrived at door. It was there that I lost my name. I am now 16. Just a mere number, a mere object, born to pleasure and be used at my Masters command.

As I opened the door and stepped in side, my eyes took in all sorts of objects and devices. I was snapped out of my gander as his voice game me an order. I obeyed rising my hands above my head.
 
Cold unyielding steel captured your delicate wrists. My hands cup your firm young breasts a hard squeeze, and then a pinch and tug of your sensitive nipples as I gauge your supple young body’s response to this mild pain.

“Spread your legs wide 16.”

Those trim little ankles were now bound to the spreader bar. Your lithe young body displayed to perfection. The soft whirl and hiss of a steam powered motor caresses your senses and your supple young body is drawn tight and you balance on your tip toes. My hands intimately explore your bared naked charms as you hang spread-eagled for my pleasure.

All demons have a special magical gift, mine was that each day when you awoke you would once more be an untouched virgin. Each day your virginity would be ripped from her at my whim or to whoever I would sell you to for a day. Yet for now it was time for your punishment. I let my hands lovingly caress a series of floggers, whips and crops. I let you anticipate which I would choose to chastise you for your failure.

“A riding crop I believe 16.”

I picked up a supple riding crop and flexed it before your wide green eyes.

“Have you ever felt the sensual caress of leather and its seductively fiery kiss 16?”
 
The cold steel surrounded her wrists and ankles. She purred softly as his fingers wandered over her breasts. When he left to pick out his punishment for her she felt alone and vulnerable.

Then he was back holding a riding crop. Back in time they were used to urge horses to go faster. "No Sir" she responded as he asked if she had ever had the opportunity of getting the leathers sweet kiss upon her flesh.

The anticipation of the feeling would be worse then the actual sting, she hoped.

"This humble slave apologizes for being a disappointment, and knows it must be punished Sir."
 
"No Sir"

I could see the little beads of sweat on your brow as your eyes were drawn to the riding crop;

"This humble slave apologizes for being a disappointment, and knows it must be punished Sir."

You mimic the well practiced words that you have been taught. Soon you would experience the reality of those words.

“You have disappointed me 16……..”

The soft leather tab of the riding crop runs up your soft velvet inner thigh, The shaft forces it way between your dewy soft pink virgin labia. I slide it back and forth the braid shaft caressed your hooded pearl of passion, coaxing it from its hooded hiding place. Each little whimper, each little groan that bubbles from your moist ripe lips pleases me. Once more the crop is on the move, little sting taps float up across your quivering abdomen. Those taps become stronger as I explore the firm contours of your breasts. The sharps stinging taps reserved for your taunt sensitive nipples.
 
to feel that hard shaft rub against my vagina somehow manages to elicit soft moans and gasps. That was the spot, and then he would move away from it. Denying me whatever it was that feeling was going create.

It doesn't take much for the fear to merge with the hunger he had already awoken earlier with his fingers. I could feel the juices dripping down my legs in want of more. The need to discover what it could become.

The taps are small bites that only seem to fuel it as he works his way up my body.

My nipples are so hard and sensitive with need that the hard smack upon them makes me cry out in want of being milked.

It was hard to describe the feelings that i was experiencing. This was my duty, yet I wanted more of something. Something I had yet to feel, but knew perhaps, if I was a good girl, and less of a disappointment he would give me a taste of.

I may be a slave, a tool for the use and pleasure of my owners. But there was nothing saying that I couldn't find a way to enjoy it. To revel in the good parts to get me through to the next day.
 
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I was pleased with the way your supple young body responded to the sensual exploration of your flawless virginal body. You must have been a very apt young student as you were selected to be a slave when you were sixteen, now two years later I was reaping that sensual preparation. To this point you have been a most willing little puppet. I decided that you needed a more demanding challenge. I buckled a thick leather training collar. In a matter of moments you found yourself bent over a padded kneeler a leash running from your collar to tie-down in the floor, hands bound behind your back, and your trim little ankles bound to a spreader bar. Your bound position had your tight little ass and succulent pussy high in the air and both open to my pleasure.

“Such a pretty young beauty you are Gia.”

As I spoke my fingers teased your clit, my fingers well lubricated by your own growing arousal slipped from your pussy to worm into your tight little ass. I was rough demanding as I began to finger fuck your tight ass.
 
I don't know if it was relief or sorrow when he put down that riding crop and undid my hands to place me over this leather bench looking thing. He strapped a leather collar around my neck and secured me firmly.

The leather was cool upon my knees and I was quite aware my bottom and privates were firmly on display for him. My ankles were still cuffed with that unyielding spreader bar that were beginning to cause a sharp pain in my hips. My wrists now behind my back cuffed together. I was at his mercy. I would say that death could be the worse that could happen, but I knew that was the case.

My parents waited until It was almost my 18th birthday before having me classified as either a slave or a breeder. Some parents did it earlier and had their children provided with proper training. Of this I had none. It was merely a matter of reading whatever I could on the topics of both.

"thank you Sir" I replied to his compliment of beauty that he gave me. Yet I never felt that I was. Oh god there was his fingers, I could feel my juices starting to flow just at the mere touch of his fingers to my pussy's lips. Such anticipation, how i wanted to feel them pumping inside of me once again. But now they were gone. I cried out at the unexpected impalement of his finger into my tight anal hole.

My first reaction was to clench my ass as tight as I could, but it only made it hurt horribly. I tried not clenching and it made his rough delve into my ass still unbearable. I then tried relaxing and pushing out to expand my hole. It worked. Still uncomfortable, but it gradually grew less so until a moan escaped my lips.

It wasn't the same pleasurable sensation that I had when his finger was in my pussy. But it was still exciting and made me feel naughty in a good way.
 
"thank you Sir"

You sweetly reply when I tell you, you are a pretty young beauty.

The innocent blush that turns your gorgeous young body the most seductive shade of pink pleases me. Just a few strokes of your tight little pussy and a caress of your throbbing clit has you trembling with your arousals and that dark musky scent is so intoxicating. That first sensual gasp as my finger opened your anus. Oh how you fought before once more accepting your fate, A second finger joins the first as they slowly work deeper and deeper into that dark passage.

Soon you feel me between your thighs, the velvet tip of my rock had cock pressing to that puckered little passage. In a single thrust and I claimed another bit of your virginal innocence. I still for only a moment before pounding into your tight little ass.
 
My mouth open as i breath and moan at the finger thrusting into my tight ass. Gasping as he violates me over and over then adds a second finger spreading me open wider.

My hips pushing back now as he stretches and uses my tight ass. Then the fingers leave, I'm left once again feeling vacant, wanton, and I feel something hard pressed against my tight hole. It's stretching me, oh god it's so big. It's like my asshole is being split in half. And i cry out as he thrust himself fully into my tight asshole.

Waiting only a mere moment before he starts to pump into me over and over with an incredible hard pumping. He's mounted me like a bull mounting a cow. Using my asshole for his pleasure. I practiced the method i used when it was his fingers and found the pain dissipating and left with having a full feeling, and finding a bit of pleasure with it as well.

Moans once again found their way from my lips as he trained me in receiving a firm anal fucking. Taking it like a good slave, and taking what he gives me with gratitude.
 
I take great pleasure in defiling this young virgin’s tight little ass. I savor your gasps and groans of pain the way your gorgeous young body rebels at this sinful invasion, the way that your own dark desires are slowly awakened, the way your gaps and groans of pain sensually become sighs and moans of pleasure. I smile at the seductive way I have bound you. My hands slide up the sensual curves of your torso to cup your firm young breasts.

“Come to me Gia! Embrace the pain and the Pleasure!”

With each thrust into that tight little ass of yours my heavily laden balls slap your puffy labia. Your breasts jiggle and sway in my grasp as I squeeze and maul their firm young flesh. I delight in your soft little mewing and gasps as I roll, tug and pinch your taunt pale pink rosebud nipples until they are peaked little diamond hard nubs. I have no mercy on you as I fuck that sweet ass of yours driving you ever closer to your first anal orgasm.
 
My moans grew deeper, as my body instictivly tried to push back on his cock for more of his thick member to be buried deep inside of my tight puckered hole. His balls slapping my pussy, the wetness making the sound that much louder. I grunted and embrassed the combination of pleasure and pain as his voice commanded.

I found myself wanting to please him, I gave several squeezes of my ass on his cock to see what sounds i could make him make. I also found by doing so i was increasing my pleasure as well.

The more i breathed deeply and went with the motion the more i started to pant. Something was building inside of me. "oh god" i found myself moaning as it began to take over. My urge for it to build faster causing me to try to push back harder on his cock like a wanton slut.

It wasn't much longer where i was trying to slam my self onto his shaft and it happened. My asshole grasped his cock with such a fury as i began to convulse and my pussy exploded giving me an overwhelming sense of euphoric bliss. I panted heavily as I rolled my eyes back from the back of my head. My mouth was try, i'm not sure how loudly I cried out in bliss.
 
Gia had proven herself as a very willing and pliable student. It was obvious that bondage excited and aroused this young mouse brown haired teen the way that she had responded to him when he had taken her virgin ass. Yet he found his interest in Gia fading, for she seemed to willing to embrace her fate as was expected of her. Perhaps it was time that he show her his true vestige.It was one of the milder aspects of my demonic nature, there were others not as appealing, an ever closer to my darkest nature.

The morning started as any other as I called for you, and commanded you to masturbate for my pleasure. I waited for you to be on the brink of your orgasm when you would have to beg and plead to be allowed to cum. It had taken awhile for you to master your own desires and wait for the permission only I could grant you. It was then as you were tittering on the edge of that sweet abyss, before I reveal myself to you in my true from. Perhaps this would ignite the fiery spirit that I suspected lay just beneath your submissive façade.
 
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She rose with a melancholy that resided with in her for her situation and laid upon some pillows spreading her legs wide for him to see the actions he requested. At first she fumbled finding nothing that seemed to inspire her to feel that hunger which would build the orgasm he would want to see.

Closing her eyes for a moment she then opened them with a raging lust as she visualized in her mind the fucking of her ass. It didn't take much longer for her to be on the edge panting and wanting.

As she struggled with holding it yet still moving her finger to maintain the edge he changed into what she thought was his true form. It sent her over the edge as she gasped, and caused her to squirt.

She found herself mouth open as she gaped at this being that stood before her. His muscles rippled, His huge horns terrified yet excited her, and his member was simply enormous.
 
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