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 Sex Slave

   By Lust 4 Life

   Catherine's village is captured by invaders.  The old and weak are
killed.  The strong men are castrated (including Catherine's new husband of
only a week) and the women become sex slaves.  Before long Catherine bears
her first child but she is then sold.  M+f, rp, preg.

   Intro

   Catherine's perfect life had turned to a routine of humiliation and
despair.  She had been married only a week when the invaders came.  The
town had heard rumors of the coming of the invaders, terrible rumors, but
even the most horrific rumor had been benign compared to the reality.  The
town had decided to stand against the invaders and defend itself.  Futile.
She had watched her dear brother gasping out his life, impaled on an
invader's sword.  The invaders showed no mercy.  The towns people were
divided into two groups, the strongest men and the younger women were to
become slaves, the rest, including children, were either used for target
practice by the invader archers, or used as human shields for the invasion
of the next town.  Once this group (which included her parents) was marched
out, none were ever seen again.

   The slaves were herded to the central plaza where they were divided into
men (including her tall, rugged husband) and women.  Both groups were
stripped naked and held in separate areas.  A captain of the guards came
out and spoke to the prisoners.  "You are our prisoners.  Our property by
right of conquest.  From now on your bodies, your lives exist for one
purpose, and that is to serve us.  When you are no longer useful, you will
be sold or used as the other group was, to absorb our enemy's arrows and
protect our warriors.  The women will perform domestic chores and entertain
us, the men will provide heavy labor."

   Next the invaders demonstrated a truly sadistic streak.  "The women are
now ours to use when and where we please.  And their children are to be our
children, only." With this he nodded and one of the guards (a burly man)
selected one of the naked women, dropped his tunic, and after groping the
woman for a few minutes, pushed her roughly to the ground and mounted her,
fucking her in front of the rest of the captives.  Some of the other guards
yelled encouragement to him, urging him to fuck her good, to show these
losers how to really fuck a woman.  The men of the town muttered in anger,
but the rest of the guards kept their arrows pointed at them and while
obviously seething with anger, the men stayed where they were and watched
helplessly.  After a few minutes of thrusting, the burly man groaned loudly
and held himself deep inside her as he came, emptying his load in her. 
When he was finished, he pulled out to applause from his companions.

   "Obviously, if the women are to bear only our children, we can't have
you guys sneaking in and getting a crack at them.  And seeing us fucking
your wives, girl-friends, and daughters, is going to be a constant
frustration for you in your current state.  The solution is simple, we
remove your ability and desire.  In other words, while we are fucking your
women tonight, you men will have your balls cut off.  By tomorrow morning
you will all be eunuchs." The slaves, men and women, started wailing in
despair.  The looks on the panic stricken men were piteous as they looked
around desperately for a way to avoid their fate.  Catherine thought of her
husband, his proud penis thrusting into her as he brought them both such
pleasure, soon to be a docile gelding, never to enjoy a woman or satisfy
her again.

   Soon the guards started herding the slaves, the women toward one
building, the men toward another.  That night the invader men were turned
loose with the slave women.  Catherine was raped by six different men that
night.  The first man was a large hairy bear of a man with a short fat
cock. As the men swarmed in, he grabbed her and pushed her to the ground,
grabbing her breasts and roughly probing her pussy with one hand, while
stroking himself to an erection with his other hand.  Then he spread her
legs and mounted her.  He was so large compared to her, that Catherine felt
overwhelmed by his presence as he thrust into her.  It wasn't long before
he pushed himself into her and she felt his cock pulsing inside her and she
knew he was shooting his semen in her.  He pulled out but since there were
more men than women, another man immediately grabbed her.  He was already
hard from watching the previous man fucking her, and from watching all of
the other couples fucking.  This man was shorter and thinner, and had a
longer, thinner cock than the last man.  He just dove down on top of
Catherine and immediately sank his shaft into her.  It did not take him
long before Catherine could feel him emptying his load inside her.  Now she
had a moment to catch her breath and see all of the other couples screwing.
She saw several of her friends with their legs up in the air, men thrusting
away between their legs.  Next a man with a closely shaved head and a long
beard, dark eyes, and a round belly grabbed her.  Judging by the glistening
moisture on his erect cock, he had already had at least one woman.  He
turned Catherine over on her hands and knees and without preliminaries,
jammed his cock into her.  As he thrust away, he leaned over and wrapping
his hands around her, grabbed her tits and pulled on them as he thrust ever
more rapidly into her.  Soon he too jammed his hips up against her and
again she felt a cock throbbing inside her as it spewed its potent sperm
into her womb.  And so it continued until the men were satisfied.  By the
end of the night cum was oozing out of her pussy and was caked on her legs
and ass.

   Through it all, Catherine could hear the screams of terror and pain from
the men.  She could image their terror watching their friends dragged
before the butcher and then being grabbed themselves and dragged forward,
to forever loose their manhood and virility.  She wasn't sure which group
suffered the worse fate - the ones sent to die as human shields or the men
being castrated.

   The next morning the slaves were again brought to the courtyard.  Most
of the men barely able to walk from their wounds.  The guard captain came
out, followed by men carrying several large kettles.  "Men, say a final
goodbye to your balls." With that, the guards carrying the kettles emptied
the contents into the pig pens, to the delight of the pigs which began
gobbling up the treats as they rolled across the ground.

   Life with the Invaders

   Life as a slave was difficult.  During the day, the women were assigned
domestic chores: fixing meals, cleaning, caring for the animals.  During
the day, they were supervised by the soldiers and were available for their
pleasure whenever and where ever they pleased.  While she was working, a
soldier might come up behind, grab her breasts, rub his crotch against her
ass until he was sufficiently excited, and then just lift her skirt and
enter her where they were, while the other women continued their work.  She
would feel the man thrusting into her until he satisfied himself, emptying
his load in her.  Or a soldier might point to her and tell her to follow
him to some more secluded space where he would use her body for his
pleasure.  Afterwards, she would often feel the man's cum slowly leaking
out of her, running down her thighs.  The men were assigned to the more
strenuous chores: chopping wood, hauling loads.  Occasionally, Catherine
would see her beloved husband shuffling by, dirty, worn down, dejected.

   While the women were available for the men while they were performing
their chores during the day, in the evening they were assigned to
individual officers for the night.  At this time, she was not just
available for the taking.  Instead, she was expected to act the part of
eager concubine, charming the officers as well as satisfying them
physically.  And when her performance was not up to standard, the officers
were quick to send her for motivational training.

   After her daily chores were completed, Catherine, like the other women,
was expected to clean herself up and dress to please the officer to whom
she was assigned.  On a typical night she might enter the officer's
quarters and dance for him, showing her body in a sensual, but not blatant
way, using the allure of things hinted at and imagined to fire his
interest. Legs flashing from a slitted skirt, a peek at her ass, breasts
barely covered, full and yearning to escape, but not yet freed.  She would
use her eyes to entice the man, using a coy, sultry look Then she might
kneel behind the officer and removing his robe, massage his neck, his back,
relaxing and sensitizing him.  Soon she would move to his front, massaging
his chest.  Now came the part she disliked the most.  She had to talk to
him, entice him, tell him how he turned her on and made her wet for him as
she continued to run her hands over him and nibble his neck and chest, and
kiss him, slipping her tongue into his mouth and feeling his in hers.  In
some ways, this was more intimate than sex, and more humiliating.  It was
one thing to be simply taken against your will, but quite another to have
to pretend to want it.

   Now the man's hands which had already been exploring her body would
unclip her top, releasing her breasts and she could feel his hands
squeezing them.  Despite herself, she could feel her pussy getting wet, her
body responding both to the man's touch and to her own words.  Next she let
her hand glide down to his crotch, finding his cock nestled in his pubic
hair, balls hanging beneath.  She could feel him growing, getting larger,
firmer, and hotter as she fondled him, her touch, and the feel of her body
under his hands turning him on.  She knew that their bodies were getting
ready for the ancient act of procreation, male and female together planting
new life in the female's body.  Soon she felt his hands on her pussy,
exploring her most private regions, stroking her, parting her lips, and
sliding into her now wet pussy.

   Sometimes the man demanded oral sex, sometimes he just wanted to fuck.
Tonight the officer wanted her to warm him up some more with her mouth. 
Her draw tonight was one of the better looking men (to her): Not too tall,
well muscled, clean shaven, not very hairy.  Some of the men were rail
thin, others exhibited quite a mid-section bulge.  Some were very hairy,
others sported full beards.  Tonight's officer sported a rather average
length dick, but fairly large in girth.  First she licked his shaft as she
continued to fondle his balls, then she lowered her head and had to spread
her lips wide to fit him in her mouth.  She could feel his prick straining
and twitching in her mouth as she pleasured him.  Before long he groaned,
"That's enough.  Now I want to fuck you."

   She lay back, spreading her legs wide in invitation, opening herself for
him and watched as he crawled between her legs, prick straining in eager
anticipation of slipping into her pussy.  "Come on, put it in me, fuck me
good" she said, "I'm here for you, use me." He brought the head to her
pussy lips and she felt him running it up and down, lubricating it with her
juice, and then he was sliding in, in, in, until he ground against her,
fully embedded.  Soon she felt him start thrusting into her, fucking her.
And she felt her body continuing to respond to the mating.  Despite
herself, his stroking cock was sending sensations of pleasure through her
body, and her body was responding, accepting this prick and preparing to
receive its offering.  Soon she was moaning and bucking against her partner
as he thrust into her.  And then she felt her pussy spasm and her body jerk
as an orgasm washed over her.  Now the officer was thrusting hard, intent
on reaching his own orgasm and shooting his seed into her.  She felt his
cock start to swell and knew that he was getting close.  Then his back
arched, he groaned, and she felt a sharp pulse in his penis and knew that
he was starting to shoot into her, that she was taking his seed in her
womb. The officer held himself deep inside her and she felt him throbbing
as his penis squirted shot after shot of his cum into her.  Finally
satisfied, he rolled off of her and dismissed her so she could return to
the women's quarters for sleep.

   As time passed, one by one, the women missed their periods and then
their bellies started to swell.  Finally, Catherine missed her period and
began to feel nauseous in the mornings - she was pregnant.  But her routine
continued, both with the soldiers and with the officers.  Finally her belly
began to swell up.  One day while on an errand, her husband passed her in a
line of other slaves.  She knew he saw her belly, swollen with an unknown
man's baby.

   One day, about six months after her baby was born, a caravan arrived in
town.  The masters of the caravan were black and were seeking concubines
and sex slaves to take back to their towns.  Many of the women were brought
to the bargaining area and stripped for the inspection of the traders. 
They walked among the women, examining them.  Catherine was one of the
women selected and the next day she was moved to the trader's quarters,
along with a number of other women.
   Further adventures of Catherine may appear in a later story.