Making of a sex slave (Open to first man to post)

[Candywine]

OOC: I am looking for a man to make my character into a sex slave. She is a 18 year old Virgin, and you would be playing the man who captures her, and makes her into a sex slave for either yourself, or for another person that you sell her to, that you would be playing also.

(Now Closed for Demus Straxus and myself)

Candy MacIntosh
18
5'4
100 pounds
36D/26/36
Long Blonde Hair
Blue Eyes
Virgin

Candy is a College freshman who is young and innocent. She is out jogging one morning when she is taken.

post your character, first to post gets it. It will be your tag, and I will go from your first post.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Ivan "The Wolf" Petrovich
35
6'5"
250 pounds
Tall, and strongly built, with numerous scars across his body.
Short cropped black hair, and a black goatee
Blue Eyes
A russian drug dealer, with various other underworld connections. Had Candy presented to him as a gift by one of his local dealers. Cruel, and ruthless in every respect, he deigns to make her his slave in every respect.

IC: A nondescript white van drove by the campus, the three men inside scanning the crowd carefully for the correct target. Their boss had told them to find Mr Petrov some good 'entertainment' for his visit, and they were more than happy to comply. Spotting her out jogging they began to follow her, keeping at a good distance away, but keeping her in sight. When she stopped moving they'd pull alongside and nab her.

OOC: First try at this type of SRP. Should be fun.

 

[MasterKenz2000]

Maskman
30
6'2"
Well build, muscular.
Black short hair

I had been watching her for many days. I had studied her shedule. She is always alone and she would be jogging pass this area in couple of minutes.

There she was. I pound out from behind the trees and grabs her from the back, covering her mouth with my right hand and drags her to the bushes and tall trees.

She struggles but my arms on her waist is too strong to resist or break free.

 

[Candywine]

OOC and First Post

OOC: Thank you both for replying, since he was the first to reply, this is now closed for Demos Straxos and myself. Thank you for your interest Masterkenz, maybe we can try a different one someday.

IC: Candy was stopping to take a drink of water from her water bottle when the van stopped by her. She didn't have time to run away when they dragged her into the back of the van and drove off. She tried to fight, but there were to many of the men, and they were very much bigger than her. She was knocked out and the next waking moment she remembers was when she woke up in a small room naked and locked in. She tried the door and found it locked, and no door handle on her side. She pounded on it, trying to get someone's attention to let her out or at least tell her why she was there. She was cold and tired now, so she curled up in a ball, trying to get some sleep, knowing that she would need her strength.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Some time later there was a click at the door as a single man entered. Broad shouldered and tall, he was dressed in a dark blue suit, with black overcoat, and a white shirt with red tie. His shoes were a rich italian make, and every part of his clothing was as precisely arranged, and pressed as a military uniform.

His eyes were an almost ice blue, accentuating the coldness of his nature. When he spoke his voice carried only the mildest traces of his russian heritage, revealing nothing about his true feelings or inner thought, but was almost bonechilling in its cold intensity. like a glacial wind.

"Get to your feet woman, and state your first name."

 

[Candywine]

Candace

Candy looked at him with hate in her eyes, but still she didn't want to get hit or hurt so she took up her courage and stood up straight. "My name is Candace." She didn't say another word just glared at him with hatred in her eyes.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Ivan stepped forward, backhanding her with one hand. The blow was strong, but he demonstrated no anger at its use.

"You shall address me as sir Slave. I now own you."

 

[Candywine]

Candace

"I don't think so, I am owned by no man." She spat at him, blood coming out of her mouth and landing on his shoe. She just glared at him, showing her defiance of him. She wouldn't be taken so easily, she hated this man, and what he thought he owned.

 

[Demos Straxus]

He smiled then, a cruel and loveless thing, he stepped towards he, backing her into the corner.

"You have no choice in the matter slave. I own you, and I shall take what is mine."

He moved towards her, one hand reaching into a pocket to withdraw a rag soaked in something to render her unconcious. He was duley satisfied with her thus far. Time to move her to his home.

 

[Candywine]

Candy

Candy couldn't do anything about it. He was way bigger than her, and he had her backed into a corner. She went to scream, when he brought the cloth to her mouth, and the next thing she knew, she was out cold again.

When she woke up, she found herself in a completely different room, still locked on the outside, but still different.

 

[Demos Straxus]

OOC: let me know if this is a bit over the top.

The Room in question was dark, and dank, like a dungeon. Candy would find that her clothes had been removed, and replaced with black leather clothing of a far skimpier sort(leave the exact design up to you Candy.) She would also find that there were a series of marks on her right elbow where Ivan had injected her with a powerful aphrodisiac, as a means to make her more compliant. It would drive her lust to almost uncontrollable levels, making her far easier to contol.

As an additional means of control, she was chained to a moveable rack on the wall by arms and legs, forcing her to remain upright.

As she awakened, Ivan entered from the right, now dressed in only in a white tank top, and his dark blue slacks. He moved across, touching the side of the face and moving it to one side to note the bruise on her cheek.

"How do you feel Slave?"

 

[Candywine]

Candy

OOC: It's fine so far.

IC: Candy looked at him with glazed over eyes and a lustful smile. "Hey baby, care to have some fun with a virgin?" She licked her lips, wanting more than anything to see what was under his pants, and wondering why she was feeling that way.

 

[Demos Straxus]

He slapped her again, harder this time.

"If you wish to have the pleasure which I can provide, you will refer to me as Sir. Do you understand?"

 

[Candywine]

Candy

Candy licked her lips and nodded. "Yes sir, anything you say sir."

 

[Demos Straxus]

"Much better."

He touched her cheek softly, running his hands over it for a moment as he thought.

Reaching down, he placed a hand over her exposed panties, feeling her hot slit beneath it. His hand spanned it, pressing into it.

"This belongs to me. All of you belongs to me. Your only purpose is to give me pleasure, your only needs are mine. If you do as I please, I shall allow you release. If you deny or fail me in any way I shall bring you pain. Do you understand?"

 

[Candywine]

Candy

Candy wasn't in her right mind right now, and she looked at him with a smile. "Anything you say master, your will is my command."

 

[Demos Straxus]

"Excelent."

His hand pushed aside her panties, exposing her warm slit to the air. The chemicals in her blood stream allready making her wet. He ran a finger around the edge of her pussy, teasing her lightly. His other hand went to her breast, massaging it lightly. through the leather outfit she wore.

 

[Candywine]

Camdu

Camdy let out a low moan as he played with her pussy and breasts, She couldn't help herself, this was all new to her. "Oh please Master. I will do anything to get off. Please anything to please you Master/

 

[Demos Straxus]

He smiled down at her, enjoying her reaction to him.

This one shall be most pleasent to train.

A finger began to slowly press into her moist opening as he spoke, teasing her.

"Anything you say? How interesting. Pray tell me how you wish to please your master."

 

[Candywine]

Candy

Candy let out a moan as he pressed his finger into her virgin pussy. "Oh god master sir, I would do anything and everything you ask of me, all you have to do is order me to do it. I would suck you down my throat til you fill me up with your seed, I would let you ram my virgin pussy til I cry out in pleasure, and fill me up, I would take you in my tight little ass and like it. Anything you order sir, I wil do willingly, anything to pleasure you sir." She was begging him for more than just his finger now, willing to do anything he said.

 

[Demos Straxus]

"An Excelent response slave. You are learning quickly. We shall move onto the next stage of your training now."

His hand increased its pace within her, pressing, and rubbing within her as another finger joined its fellow, and his thumb rubbed against her clit.

"Listen carefully slave. If you cum I will punish you. You may cum only if I allow it. Do you understand?"

 

[Candywine]

Candy

Candy bit her lower lip but nodded and answered. "Of course Master Sir,. I won't cum unless you give me permission, no matter how much I want or need to." She knew that she was close, but she would hold it in until given permission, and that it would be the wildest most intense orgasm that she had ever had.

 

[Demos Straxus]

"Excelent. We're ready to move to stage three now Slave."

His hand moved from her pussy as he took off his own slacks, revealing a lower torso as scarred as his upper body, and a long, hard cock just waiting for her. He reached down, detatching her leg shackles, and the moved against her, his cock touching the moist lips of her hot cunt, and slowly parting them, as he moved slowly into her body, his prick pressing now into her hymen.

"Tell me slave. What do you want me to do to you? What do you desire above all else?"

 

[Candywine]

Candy

Candy let out a moan, but was still holding back her orgasm. "Please master sir, please fuck me, pleaase take my cherry, and make me a woman, make me your cock slut sir. Can I please cum yet Master sir?"

 

[Demos Straxus]

"Not yet slave. Patience."

Drawing back from her until his cock was barely within her moist folds, Ivan thrust hard into her, pushing aside her hymen as he roughly sheathed himself in her, up to about halfway, she unable to take any mroe of his girth as yet. Pulling slowly out, he thrust in again, setting up a rhythem within her, ignoring her cries of pain, and the blood seeping from her.