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Welcome To Morning Wood
by Farleven (farleven farleven@yahoo.com)

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The new girl at school and the situations a teenage
girl can fall in to when she least expects it. (MF, 
teens, nc, mc)

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Author Note: I write these stories for personnal 
enjoyment and for the comments. If there's something 
you think I need to work on or something you like 
please let me know. Flames will of course be ignored. 
http://www.angelfire.com/ct2/farleven/index.html

PART I

Terri Jackson hated her life. Her father had just taken 
a new job as chief of police in Morning Wood, a 
thousand miles away from all of Terri's friends, 
hangouts and the home she had grown up in. She had been 
angry with her dad when he first announced it, but she 
knew understood how important this was to him.

Still, Terri hated being pulled away from the life she 
had just been starting to get together, and now she was 
alone in a new school. She had tried to make friends, 
but everyone avoided her. It wasn't until she joined 
the cheerleading squad that things began to change.

Terri had been a cheerleader at her old school, it had 
been one of the few after school activities her parents 
had allowed her to do. She had been a bit surprised by 
Morning Wood High's use of a meditation period before 
beginning practice, but after a few days, she looked 
forward to her time in the chair before practice.

After a few weeks, Terri had even been accepted into 
the tight knit ring that was Morning Wood High. It had 
been a slow progression, but the more she felt part of 
the cheerleading squad. It had been a slow progression, 
but the more she felt part of the cheerleading squad, 
the more she was accepted generally.

This pleased Terri to no end. She hadn't been a major 
trendsetter at her old school, but she had an active 
social life. Terri also liked boys, as any good 
American teenaged girl, and thought herself rather 
fetching, though she usually didn't flaunt it. None the 
less she was happy to be reestablishing herself in 
Morning Wood, and looking forward to her future.

There was still one thing that Terri had been kept 
uninformed about, something that none of the girls 
would explain after quietly whispering to themselves in 
the proceeding weeks. Something about the third week of 
practice that they refused to tell Terri no matter how 
much she begged them.

Finally the big day came and Terri hurried to practice 
after school to see what all the interest was about.

The meditation room was laid out like normal, with soft 
mats lining the room. It wasn't until Terri took her 
normal mediation pose that she noticed a small headset 
like device at the foot of her mat. She picked it up 
and examined it, it was almost like a normal headset, 
but it had a few strange looking metal leads sticking 
out of it and a small radio receiver on the side. Terri 
didn't know what it was for, though she looked forward 
to finding out, figuring that this was the source of 
all the excitement of the following week.

"Good afternoon, Girls, I'm sure you've all prepared 
yourselves for the stage of our practices." Mr. Brookes 
welcomed his squad. Terri had originally thought it 
rather strange that there was a male coach in charge of 
the cheerleaders, but the other girls assured her that 
Mr. Brookes knew his job. There were a few stifled 
giggles from the other girls as they explained it, but 
Terri just ignored them. Mr. Brookes had proven himself 
an ample trainer, and Terri had surrendered her 
misgivings after the first couple of practices.

"Yes, Coach." The girls replied in standard singsong 
unison.

"Good, then let's begin the meditation session. Put on 
your sets and begin your meditation." Brookes ordered, 
and the squad obeyed.

Terri picked up the headset again and placed in over 
her ears. The strange metal tabs rubbed against her 
temples, but Terri didn't worry about it. She noticed 
Mr. Brookes eyeing her carefully as he walked over to a 
small stereo and pressed the controls. Terri dismissed 
it as standard concern from her new coach. He had been 
extra patient with her over the past weeks, because she 
was new to Morning Wood's practice techniques. Terri 
appreciated his attention, glad that she was being 
accepted so readily.

As she began her meditation, Terri heard soft music 
coming from her headset. She relaxed, letting herself 
drift into a passive resting state she had been 
practicing since joining the squad. After a few minutes 
of mediation, Terri felt a new sensation, a tingling 
from the metal contacts. She considered the feeling as 
she drifted off into a blissful mindlessness.

Terri didn't know how much time had passed when she 
drifted back to reality. The soft music in her ears 
were gone and she looked around to see the other girls 
with cheery smiles painted on their faces as they 
pulled off their headsets and set them back down. Terri 
smiled too, she was a bit sad that the feeling she had 
just enjoyed were now drifting into memory, but she 
still felt relaxed and peaceful.

"Okay, Girls, did you enjoy your meditation?"

"Yes, coach!"

"Good, now lets get on with our practice. Everyone, 
rise and present." Mr. Brookes commanded.

Terri wondered what he meant, but she stood up with the 
rest of the girls. As soon as she did, Terri noticed 
the girl in front of her pull at her shirt. Terri 
wondered what Amber was doing, but felt an 
uncontrollable urge to do the same. Before she knew it, 
she was pulling her hair through her shirt collar and 
dropping the garment to the floor. Terri wondered why 
she had done that as her hands moved to her sports bra. 
A moment later her bra fell to the floor as well, 
leaving Terri a bit stunned. Still, she couldn't grasp 
what she was doing, or bring herself to be scared or 
outraged. As she struggled to understand what was going 
on, she found herself pulling her long brown hair back 
so it ran down her back instead of over her shoulders.

With that done, she brought herself to attention, 
trusting her now exposed breasts forward, with her 
hands clasped firmly behind her back.

Coach Brookes walked up to Terri and eyed her over. "Is 
there anything wrong Miss Jackson?"

"I'm just feeling a bit exposed, sir." Terri replied 
calmly. She felt strangely detached, even as she 
watched Brookes study her exposed breasts. She knew she 
should feel something, but all she could call up was a 
strange feeling of passivity, that her actions might be 
strange but that was all right.

Brookes smiled in response and Terri gasped as she felt 
her coach cup her closest breast in his hand, gently 
kneading the tender orb. Strangely she found herself 
trusting herself forward, into his fondling hand. Terri 
couldn't help but wonder at the strange feelings of 
correctness coursing through her, telling her that this 
was just what the coach should be doing.

"This is your first day of advanced mediation, you'll 
be more comfortable in time, Miss Jackson. I must add 
that I'm glad you decided to join the squad, I think 
you'll make an excellent addition." Brookes replied as 
he continued to fondle Terri's breast.

"Thank you, sir. I won't disappoint you." Terri beamed 
with her coach's approval. The strangeness of the 
situation was still with her, but so was a growing 
sense of correctness. She was almost disappointed when 
Brookes pulled away from her and continued on with his 
inspection of the squad.

Terri had only a few more moments to consider the issue 
before regular practice began. As if nothing unusual 
was going on the squad went through their routines and 
Terri joined in as enthusiastically as possible. She 
considered that the entire squad of topless teenager 
cheerleaders would have been quite a sight to any lucky 
boy to come by, and she felt a strange trill run 
through at that thought as she went through her moves.

Once practice was over, Terri strolled casually to the 
showers. Undressing didn't take as long with only her 
shorts and panties to remove, and she quickly ran in 
for a shower to wash off the sheen of sweat that she 
had gotten during the practice. Another thing that had 
taken some getting used to at Morning Wood was the 
communal shower in the girls’ locker room. Terri had 
been a bit shy the first couple of times shower in 
front of other girls, in fact she hadn't even seen 
other girls naked before her first shower. She had been 
careful not to let her eyes wander before, but a new 
sense of exploration had gripped Terri, and she 
couldn't stop herself from looking around. The other 
cheerleaders ran the gamut of supple teenage 
femininity, and Terri felt a strange new appreciation 
for the gentle curves of her fellow cheerleaders.

Terri was so distracted that she was shocked when she 
felt her waist encircled with a pair of hands and 
breasts press into her back. She turned around and saw 
Lidy smiled at her. Lidy was certainly one of the most 
attractive girls on the squad, with a trim, firm body 
and gorgeous features. Terri found herself strangely 
lost in Lidy's smile and the closeness of their two 
bodies.

"Did you enjoy your first day of our special 
meditation, Terri?" Lidy asked as she ran her hands 
over Terri's sides with a seductive massage.

"It was kind of weird, going topless though practice." 
Terri replied as honestly as she could. It had been 
weird, but also strangely liberating in a way Terri 
still didn't fully embrace yet. Now, she was being 
handled by another cheerleader in a more than friendly 
fashion, and was surprised to find herself responding 
to Lidy's touch.

"Oh, I know you were just loving the coach's hands on 
your breasts, weren't you?" Lidy asked, moving her own 
hands to cup Terri's breasts for emphasis.

Terri gasped as she felt Terri's delicate fingers press 
into her breasts. Until today no one had ever touched 
her breasts, and now two people had casual embraced 
them, and Terri couldn't find the will to stop them.

In fact she couldn't help but thrust back against 
Lidy's massage, forcing more of her tender orbs into 
her squad mates hands. "Yes, it was so strange, but I 
liked it."

"And you like my hands caressing you know don't you?" 
Lidy asked as she continued her pleasant assault on 
Terri.

"Oh, yes." Terri moaned. "Why am I letting this 
happen?"

"Because you're part of the squad now. You'll love it, 
Terri, you'll see. We'll help you along too, are you 
ready?" Lidy asked as she continued to caress Terri 
intimately and gently pressed their naked flash 
together.

Terri didn't understand completely, everything was 
happening so fast, and her mind was so clouded and 
passive, but she couldn't deny the strange and 
wonderful feelings coursing through her. "Yes, I'm 
ready."

With those words the other cheerleaders descended upon 
their newest member. Terri felt dozens of hands moving 
across her flesh, lifting her and pulling her over to a 
padded mat that had been laid out on the floor.

Terri was laid gently down and then the girls pulled 
back for a moment. Terri looked around at the rest of 
the squad, all completely naked, and all with a strange 
passive arousal evident in their being. She couldn't 
help but feel her own arousal burn within her as she 
studied their naked forms fully for the first time. 
Terri didn't understand it, she had never had these 
feelings for girls before, but she was in no state to 
deny them either.

Her fellow cheerleaders didn't give her much 
opportunity to consider her plight either. They 
descended upon her with sexual determination. Terri 
felt both her breasts and her virgin mound all cupped 
at once.

She had masturbated before, but nothing compared to the 
feeling of caring foreign hands massaging her intimate 
flesh. Terri could only moan in pleasure as she felt a 
skillful finger part her feminine cleft and tease her 
clit. Her breasts were equally cared for and Terri was 
treated to the uniquely alluring feeling of having both 
her nipples gently sucked at the same time. She was 
nearly lost in pleasure when she felt a pair of lips 
press against hers. Terri was shocked only for a moment 
before passionately kissing the girl back in a way she 
wouldn't have fathomed only a few hours before.

The ecstasy was punctuated a few moments later when her 
legs were gently parted and Terri felt a probing tongue 
lick at her gates. The sensation was so unique and 
sensual that Terri couldn't contain herself.

Within barely a moment of this caress she exploded in 
her first real orgasm. The feeling was tremendously 
better than anything she had felt before, and Terri 
could only quiver with pleasure as the assault 
continued on her already peaking body.

The gentle yet passionate attack continued for hours, 
though Terri had long since been lost in a rolling sea 
of orgasms and driving pleasures bringing her to peak 
again and again. Every other cheerleader joined in, 
helping to initiate their new member into the flock. 
When they couldn't work on Terri, they went down on 
each other until their turn came to explore their new 
sister's body.

By the time the orgy was finished, Terri was pleasantly 
exhausted. She had never been subject to that much 
pleasure in her life. Coupled with the strange 
prerogatives still coursing through her head, Terri was 
left in a state of stunned acceptance.

Finally she dressed and went home. She was still trying 
to get a grip on what had happened when she walked in 
the front door of her new home.

"So how was your day, sweetie?" Her father asked as 
Terri walked past the kitchen.

"It was okay, still trying to fit in and all." Terri 
replied, surprised by her answer as the words left her 
lips.

A part of her wanted to tell her father everything that 
had happened, but she just couldn’t. Terri knew she 
should tell him, but something in her block her from 
even alluding to anything really bad or strange 
happening.

"You're coach called about having a late practice. I 
hope he didn't work you too hard."

"We've got our homecoming soon and we're just trying to 
get ready." Terri commented, again shocked by the 
normality of her own statements. She didn't know what 
had been done to her but she was beginning to get clear 
of the passive fog that had clouded her thoughts 
earlier. Another concern was that her coach had 
apparently known of the events in the locker room, 
something that triggered even more worry in Terri.

"That's great. Keep up the hard work and it'll pay of. 
Speaking of which, I'm sure you've got homework to do." 
Her father smiled.

Terri smiled back and quickly trotted off to her room. 
She paused for a moment just as she was leaving, trying 
to tell her father what was really happening, but Terri 
felt the uncontrollable need to go to her room before 
she could even attempt to speak. She spent the rest of 
the night doing her homework, unable to pull herself 
away from her study or spend more than a moment 
considering the day’s events. It wasn't until she laid 
down for bed that she had a chance to consider the 
day’s events.

Terri realized something had been done to her, and it 
didn't take her long to figure that it had something to 
do with the meditation device that they had used before 
practice.

Still, it's effects seemed long lasting, and

Terri could only fear what lay in store for her. If 
they had been willing to do this to her, and could 
prevent her from telling anyone about it, Terri 
couldn't help but worry about what they had planned for 
her in the future. With these troubling thoughts Terri 
drifted off, worried about the coming days.

/-=*=-\

Just as she arrived the next day, Wendy, one of the 
girls from the cheerleading squad pulled her aside.

Terri followed, curious about what Wendy wanted since 
they had never talked before.

"Are you okay?" Wendy asked after making sure no one 
was paying attention to them.

"I feel okay now, but I'm a little scared. What 
happened to me?" Terri asked, relieved that she was 
actually able to express herself, and hoping for some 
answers.

"You're part of the school now. I know how you feel, 
they did the same thing to my family and me when we 
moved to town. I couldn't talk to you before, I wanted 
to warn you, but I couldn't. I'm sorry." Wendy gave her 
a penitent look. "I don't know why they did this to us, 
but I do know that you can't stop from doing what they 
tell you, what they conditioned you to do. Believe it 
or not, you do kind of get used to it after a while, 
it's still strange, but you can't fight it. I just want 
to tell you I'm here for you if you need a shoulder to 
cry on."

Terri appreciated the gesture and wondered just how 
much worse things were going to get, but didn't have to 
courage to ask, or rather to know, just yet. She 
thanked Wendy as best she could and they shared a 
friendly hug before both trotting off for their morning 
classes.

The rest of the day went pretty much as normal, and 
aside from Wendy's warning and the events of the day 
before, Terri felt normal. She found herself going 
through her normal routine without interruption or 
diversion. Terri also couldn't dwell on the previous 
day's events, though she could bring herself to be 
concerned about it more and more as she neared the time 
for practice.

Still, when it came time to suit up for practice and 
sit at her mat for meditation, Terri couldn't stop 
herself.

As she sat down, she noticed the headphones at the foot 
of the mat again and swore to herself that she wouldn't 
put them on. The rest of the girls filed in at sat down 
around her and they patiently waited for the coach to 
arrive.

"Good afternoon, girls, time for another meditation 
session. Please put on your headphones and we'll 
begin." Brookes ordered and watched as all of the girls 
obeyed.

Terri stole herself for that moment, and felt her 
resistance crumble as she heard the coach's order. She 
trembled as she reached down for the headset. Terri 
knew that she would lose any hope of her freedom and 
self if she put them on, but she couldn't stop herself. 
Even against the costs, she had an undeniable urge to 
put them on, a need as deep as any she had ever felt to 
wear them. Terri tried to fight it, but it just wasn't 
in her ability and she slipped on the strange headset 
only a moment after the rest of the girls had.

Almost the instant the soft pads were nestled over her 
ears, Terri heard the soft music drifting over her 
thoughts again, and for the second day she floated away 
into the meditation bliss.

Some time later, Terri drifted back to reality, 
peaceful and unconcerned. She still knew what was going 
on, but felt at ease with it, much as she had the day 
before. Terri simply removed the headphones and waited 
for the next part of the practice.

"Ready for practice, girls?"

"Yes, Coach!" All the girls shouted in strong unison.

"Good, rise and present!"

Terri stood up with the rest of the girls and 
immediately began stripping off her clothes. She still 
felt a little odd doing this but it was so natural as 
well. Terri almost felt relief as she freed her lovely 
breasts from their captivity. She had the strange 
notion come over her that it just wasn't right to 
contain them.

Terri didn't know where that idea had came from in her 
usually modest thoughts, but in her compliant state she 
didn't have the will to question it. She did question 
her hands as they slid into the waist of her shorts and 
quickly slid her shorts and panties down to the floor. 
Terri was a bit aghast at her actions as she pulled the 
garments free of her shoes and dropped them on top of 
her shirt and bra. Even so, she couldn't stop herself, 
and quickly assumed the attention position with the 
rest of the cheerleaders, proudly standing virtually 
naked with her breasts forced out and her hands clasped 
behind her back.

Brookes inspected his flock again, casually fondling 
and making comments to girls as he passed by. He 
attention garnered little more than gasps and smiles 
from the girls as they proudly presented their nude 
forms for inspection. Finally he came upon Terri again 
and cupped one of her presented breasts.

"How are we today, Terri?" Brookes asked as he massaged 
her tit.

"I don't want to be here, Coach." Terri replied in a 
strangely confident voice considering that her stomach 
had magically filled with butterflies as she spoke. 
Even as she spoke she couldn't help but mew 
appreciatively at the tender handling of her breast.

"Is that so. Please spread you legs as wide as possible 
and tell me why don't you want to be here?" Brookes 
ordered in a calm and civil tone.

"I don't want to be doing these ... ooh my." Terri 
gasped as she felt Brookes' fingers cupping her mound 
and gently caressing her intimate folds. She hadn't 
even noticed that she had spread her legs until she 
felt his hand moving unrestricted over her most private 
flesh. Terri's nerves were still tossing her stomach, 
but a new sensation was rapidly growing within her. She 
recognized it with as much dismay as she could in her 
passive state, she was becoming aroused.

"Really, Terri, I think you just need some help 
adjusting to life at Morningwood. Please, lean forward 
and place your hands on Alicia's shoulders while you 
reach your Ready State." Brookes ordered as he pulled 
away from Terri.

Terri wondered what he meant as she followed out his 
first order. She had barely placed her hands on the 
shoulders of the girls in front of her when she felt a 
magnificent wave of sensation. Terri could barely 
contain the wondrous feeling flowing through her, and 
she felt herself getting hot and wet in her pussy.

Terri had made love before, but she had never been this 
excited or felt this much need. As she rested there the 
emptiness within her continued to crescendo, her pussy 
was crying out to be filled and Terri was incapable to 
arguing with this overpowering need. All she could do 
was stay locked in position and pant with lust, barely 
able to consider the lewd picture she presented as her 
arousal and overpowering sexual need focused nearly all 
her attention to the empty and well lubricated passage 
within her.

"Terri, please tell me what you want and what you 
need." Brookes ordered as he positioned himself behind 
the lovely teenager and dropped his pants to reveal his 
own ready shaft.

"I want to go back to my old home and forget this 
terrible place, but I need to be filled, I don't want 
to but I need you to fuck me. Please, Coach, I need you 
to use me." Terri pleaded, amazed that she could answer 
in her current state. Still worse was what she had 
asked for, and Terri couldn't deny the frightening 
truth that she had been completely honest. To the depth 
of her being Terri wanted to be used, not make love, 
but fuck like an animal in heat. She tried to get a 
grip on herself, but she only had a moment of reprieve, 
before her feminine need assaulted her again. 
Rationally, Terri wanted to escape, but her body was 
crying out to be used, to reach not just find relief 
but sexual release.

"Good Terri, I'll help you with your needs, and please 
don't speak again until we are finished." Brookes 
commanded. He then placed the head of his member 
against Terri's tender and inflamed folds, gratified 
that she pressed back to meet his advance and help 
guide him in.

Terri felt as if she was on some strange kind of 
autopilot. Her natural reactions of shock and outrage 
were still muted, but the sexual ecstasy coursing 
through her was not. As she felt her coach's shaft 
press against her outer gates she couldn't help but 
press back to help him inside. Terri could barely 
believe she was acting so brazenly even as she rubbed 
her sensitive folds against the bulbous head of her 
coach's member.

She couldn't deny that she wanted him insider her, 
plunging into her depths, while at the same time she 
wished she had the strength to resist that need. He 
held back however, and Terri could barely contain 
herself as she felt him gently caressing her engorged 
flesh with his tip. She found herself humping back 
against him, moving her hips to force him inside. Terri 
needed to be filled, and groaned in frustration as she 
felt Brookes slip his head just insider her and then 
pull back as she moved her hips to impale herself.

She was barely controlling herself now, grinding and 
wiggling her hips back at her coach to get him to sink 
himself into her, all the while unable to move either 
her feet or her hands.

Finally, Terri turned her head to look at Brookes. She 
couldn't speak but she pleaded with her eyes. She 
looked into the eyes of a predator, and shuddered 
momentarily as she watched a smile cross Brookes' face.

The tide of unfulfilled sexual need reasserted itself a 
moment later and Terri resumed her lustful begging and 
her attempts to impale herself on his ready shaft. With 
their eyes locked together, Terri felt her coach firmly 
grasp her hips and a moment later press forward. Her 
eyes only fluttered as she let out an impassioned moan 
as she felt her inner folds parted. Terri had never 
felt such a wondrous entry in all her previous 
encounters. Her entire body cried out in relief as she 
felt herself filled with Brookes' shaft. He was 
certainly thicker than any boy she had taken before, 
and Terri knew she was more aroused then she had ever 
been. That reality played at the edge of her senses as 
she took in the full length of her coach's member 
inside her eagerly waiting pussy.

As Terri felt him fully within her she clamped down on 
his shaft and wiggled her hips as much as she could, 
amazed at the sensation of being so wonderfully filled. 
She squealed with delight as she felt his shaft twitch 
insider her in response. All thoughts of decency were 
gone, she was involved now like she had never been 
before, and it had overwhelmed Terri's entire being. It 
was certainly an odd sight in that moment, watching a 
formerly modest girl squealing with delight as she 
wiggled her hips back against an impaling shaft was she 
held herself up on a naked girl in front of her.

Terri continued like this for a few minutes before a 
new sensation rose to a crescendo inside her. She was 
filled, fuller than she had ever been, and even with 
that wondrous feeling an itch was growing within her.

Her squeals of delight quickly turned to groans of 
frustration again as she tried to elicit more than just 
a twitch from the wondrous shaft within her. Terri 
continued wiggling her hips, but she couldn't move her 
feet, and couldn't generate any really movement against 
her coach's member. She turned to Brookes again, nearly 
crying with frustration as the need within her beat at 
her senses.

Terri was rewarded a moment later with a clamping of 
her hips and a careful withdrawal of the shaft. Terri 
was nearly as ecstatic to have her coach pulling out as 
she was when he trust inside, but she feared he 
wouldn't continue. Even as she reveled in the wondrous 
sensation of cock moving within her, she turned her 
head to plead with her partner, begging for him to 
continue. The strange need to be ravished was burning 
even brighter now that her passage had been fully 
speared once, leaving Terri yearning to be have her 
body fully used.

Brookes held himself just at her entrance again, 
leaving just his head within her quivering loins. Terri 
was nearly beside herself with anguish. The need he had 
filled within her had doubled or more and she was 
nearly overcome with desire. Terri fought against his 
steady hands trying to push back against his shaft and 
force it inside her again, all the while pleading with 
him in whimpers and doe eyed expressions. For a 
disconcerting moment Terri reflected on her behavior, 
remembering that her dog had behaved much the same when 
she had gone into heat. Then she felt a foreign quiver 
of arousal from the very same thought, looking forward 
to being used just like a bitch in heat.

That disturbing thought was purged as she felt her 
coach take mercy on her and plunge his shaft inside 
her.

Terri cried out again in thanks, absorbed by the nearly 
soul splitting sensation of being filled. She had never 
felt this kind of need before, and couldn't contain 
herself as they set up a rhythm. Terri joyously pressed 
herself back against her coach as he pistoned within 
her. They had wasted precious little time building a 
fast rhythm and Terri let herself be swept away by the 
sensation sparked within her with every filling trust. 
Terri felt a strange spiritual fulfillment with every 
thrust of her coach’s shaft within her, exemplified 
every time he made a moan or a grunt as she met his 
trusts with total enthusiasm. Not only was Terri 
immersed in the wonderful coupling, she felt an alien 
pride course through her at her ability to please her 
partner.

Terri wasn't in the state of mind to question Brookes' 
endurance, but she appreciated it. Her pervious 
partners had been inexperienced and quick, but Brookes 
was skilled and holding his own within her. Terri was 
surprised when her coach began a broken rhythm, varying 
his strokes and his time fully inside her and paused at 
her entrance. She was brought back from the brink with 
his first broken thrust, and fumed for a moment before 
being lost in the action again. Terri realized he was 
helping string her along, keeping her from coming, but 
she couldn't do anything about it. Even as Brookes 
broke rhythm, Terri couldn't help but keep matching 
him, squeezing him and wiggling her hips on him when 
fully impaled and pushing back against his trusts. Her 
own desires and needs kept her going, even as he played 
her on the edge.

It wasn't long before Brookes broken rhythm allowed a 
small rational part of Terri to emerge again and fully 
appreciate her position. She was appalled at her 
behavior, even though she couldn't help but wiggle her 
hips against his impaled shaft as she thought that. 
Terri felt like she was of two minds, part sex crazed 
slut and part her old self. She couldn't deny the 
sexual flames coursing through her, but she wished she 
could stop. Worse yet was the part of her that wanted 
to embrace her new depravity. Terri didn't want to 
accept that, even as she could endure being a sexual 
plaything, she fought with all her energy against 
embracing that state. Occasionally, Brookes would give 
her a few dozen rhythmic thrusts and plunge the 
thoughtful part of Terri into the background with a 
wave of passion. Terri would then be allowed to come 
back to feel herself wiggling merrily upon an immobile 
shaft or attempting to refill her empty passage. She 
nearly cried with anguish both at the frustrating 
sexual need and the abasement she was receiving. Yet 
Terri couldn't do anything, even as she wanted to stop 
wiggling on his shaft, Brookes left her do so for a 
minute. She could only feel deep shame as she squealed 
with delight and squirmed on top of the filling shaft, 
slowly building until she found herself begging to be 
fucked some more.

Then suddenly Terri was pulled away from her 
embarrassing predicament again with a newly passionate 
round of thrusts from Brookes. Terri swept away her 
feeling of shame as her coach played her youthful form 
like a fiddle. In only moments, Terri was hanging on 
the edge again, moaning and gasping with every trust, 
immersed in the sexual embrace, her entire body focused 
on one need. Terri didn't feel her pussy clamp down an 
instant later, or hear her cry of release, all she felt 
was a wave of pure ecstasy course through her. Terri's 
entire body went limp as her orgasm raced through her 
sex-wracked body. She was little more than a quivering 
girl, still fully impaled, being held up by her 
partner.

It was another minute before Terri returned to her 
senses, finding herself still involved with her coach 
and her breasts both being gently massaged. As the 
sexual cloud lifted Terri found herself returning to 
her previous passive state. Even though she knew she 
should be upset, she still felt oddly at ease with the 
acts she had just performed, and even with the shaft 
still inside her and the hands on her breasts. In that 
instant she realized she was being treated like some 
kind of toy, and even though she knew it should bother 
her, she didn't feel any outrage. Instead she found 
herself pressing her breasts into the carefully 
massaging hands of her coach and began squeezing his 
shaft with her inner muscles. Terri thought about that 
for a moment, considering herself a well-tuned clock 
for her reactions. As she continued to stand there and 
quietly pleasure her coach, she tried to assemble 
herself, to be outraged, but couldn't. Each time she 
tried, her thoughts returned to how to get her coach to 
come with just her pussy. Terri tried to turn her mind 
from such thoughts, but she couldn't, all she could do 
was think of different ways to use her pussy's interior 
on him. She continued like this for several minutes, 
all the while becoming more concerned with the shaft 
still inside her, and just as worried about her growing 
inability to turn her thoughts from it. Terri was using 
her muscles to the best of her abilities, given her 
limited experience. She found different ways to coax 
him pop into her head, and she tried each one, 
alternating her pulsing interior's actions as best she 
could.

Finally, she felt Brookes begin to twitch inside her 
more readily, and Terri focused her entire attention on 
her task. With just her pussy, she coaxed him to the 
edge and felt him tip over. A moment later Terri found 
herself squealing with a strange sense of 
accomplishment and delight as she felt her coach's 
shaft pulse within her followed by gushes of liquid 
warmth filling the depth of her channel. With her task 
finished, Terri's focus was released and she considered 
the moment again. She realized in a moment that she had 
just been inseminated. Terri felt her mind grasp for 
reaction, and was shocked by an acceptance, she didn't 
know why, but it was somehow right that her coach would 
inseminate her and she couldn't stop from feeling pride 
at her own ability to bring her coach off. She wondered 
at this for a moment, and at the strange following 
thought, that she hoped he would do it again, soon, and 
maybe one day get her pregnant.

She also felt a strange desire to improve her 
technique, to make herself the best sex partner she 
could so that more men would use her this way. Terri 
knew she shouldn't want that. She had just been used as 
some kind of human toy, and she found herself wanting 
more. All her beliefs seamed to be in shambles, and 
Terri didn't understand, but she could feel new desires 
and needs course through her. All she knew was that she 
had been changed, and as Brookes pulled himself out of 
her well used passage, Terri was stunned by her growing 
desire to be used the same way again. Even more 
worrisome for her was the next stream of thoughts that 
flooded her mind as she stood back at attention as her 
coach pulled away.

Terri realized that she was a toy, and would be from 
then on. It was her purpose in life to be used. Terri 
shivered at the thought, her passivity preventing her 
instinctive dread from being anything more than a 
shadow. The new thoughts were part of her identity, 
even as her old self remained. Terri would remain, 
unable to stop herself, or surrender to her fate, 
because it was more enjoyable for her partners. Terri 
felt an odd quiver of excitement at that, the thought 
of being used and knowing it was wrong, but having no 
choice. Terri wanted to fight these new ideas, but they 
were already a part of her. Even as she struggled with 
her new identity, she had it reaffirmed when she found 
herself aroused at the thought of being wildly fucked 
by every man and boy in the school. Terri surprised 
herself at her growing desire to masturbate, right then 
in the open, and she grew even more excited by the idea 
of bringing herself naked flesh to release in front of 
anyone who would watch. She was stunned at this strange 
notion but couldn't help but acknowledge the growing 
heat from her loins generated by thoughts of pleasuring 
her nude form in front of her parents or the whole 
school. Terri was awash in her new self, her old 
personality suppressed by conditioning and mediation, 
unable to mount anything but a muted defense against 
the onslaught. Terri was becoming a living sex toy, and 
quickly coming to embrace that reality.

"Very good, Terri, I'm glad to see you progress so 
fast. Now, practice is over, so shower up and go home." 
Brookes commented.

Terri felt herself glow with pride at her coach's 
compliments. She still felt strange at her reaction, 
but couldn't suppress the feelings of appropriateness 
at her new attitude. She didn't linger however, and 
skipped off to the showers, oddly content with the 
world. As she went to clean up, Terri couldn't help but 
regret that she would have to wash away the seed now 
dribbling from her pussy. It seamed an odd waste 
somehow, to have to wash away the coach's seed after 
doing so much to receive it. Terri surprised herself a 
moment later when she reached down and scooped as much 
of Brookes' seed into her hand as possible and then 
licked it up. Again it was something she would never 
have considered doing before, but it seemed the only 
right thing to do. Terri found the taste strange but 
compelling, and her heart raced at the thought of how 
she'd get more in the future.

The locker room was normal this evening, and Terri 
simply showered and went home, as did the other girls.

Terri found herself disappointed, but unable to do 
anything about it more than appreciatively study the 
naked forms of her squad mates as they showered. Once 
home she had another short and polite conversation with 
her parents and went off to study. It wasn't until she 
was nearly ready for bed that the veil of meditation 
induced calm washed away and Terri could again combat 
the new thoughts bouncing around in her head.

The first thing she felt was fear and shock, her entire 
life was being perverted, and Terri didn't have any 
idea how to stop it. Even free of her earlier calm, the 
new dictates entered into her mind remained, and Terri 
shuddered every time she realized her thoughts were 
turning to sex again. It wasn't just the idle fantasies 
she had indulged in before, but more focused, explicit 
consideration of her new sexual identity.

Before long Terri was sobbing as she masturbated, 
unable to keep her hands away from her aching mound.

She was loosing control, and she couldn't do anything 
to change it.


PART II


Wendy met her again the next morning, and after a quick 
exchange of mournful looks they simply hugged for a few 
minutes as Terri let out a few more casual sobs. Terri 
was crying for more than just her new fate.

She was quickly coming to grips with that, but she 
wasn't prepared for the growing acceptance budding 
within her. A small part of her was looking forward to 
her next practice and the perversions that would await 
her, even as the rest of her was trying to resist.

There wasn't anything really to say between the two 
girls. They both knew the state they were in, and all 
they needed was the shoulder to cry on, as there wasn't 
anything else they could expect.

It wasn't long before the day had to start, however, 
and Terri and Wendy parted to go about their daily 
classes. Terri drifted solemnly through her routine, 
still dreading and anticipating the afternoon’s 
activities at practice. She did find it strange that 
she was still able to pay attention in class, even take 
notes as the day wore on. Terri wondered why they would 
care about her education when she as she was being 
turned into a living sex toy. Her questions were 
routinely interrupted by her classes, a fact she was 
almost grateful for in it's ability to keep her from 
considering her circumstances in to great of detail.

Finally, it came time for practice again, and Terri 
marched off for another day of humiliation. It didn't 
come however. Aside from the advanced meditation and 
the fact that all the girls were nude, practice went on 
much like normal. The final aside was the standard 
groping of the squad by the coach. Terri found herself 
eagerly anticipating his touch as he went around. She 
proudly presented her breasts for a quick squeeze by 
her coach and didn't even need to be commanded to 
spread her legs for him to cup her mound.

"You're making fine progress, Terri, you'll make a 
great addition to the squad on Friday." Brookes told 
her as he ran a finger just inside Terri's slit while 
she smiled back. A sense of great accomplishment 
coursed through her at those words, and Terri had an 
unquenchable desire not to disappoint him.

In her standard meditation calm, Terri took only casual 
notice of the routines the squad was practicing.

Their practice shifted from leaning over to present 
their pussies to jutting and jiggling their breasts.

Finally, they practiced a fairly lewd sexual dance with 
pairs of girls writhing rhythmically against each other 
in a complex and thoroughly erotic dance. Terri 
couldn't help but appreciate having Wendy as her 
partner. Wendy was a fair skinned, auburn haired girl 
with luscious contours that Terri enjoyed exploring as 
they danced. Just as much as she enjoyed massaging 
Wendy's lovely form, Terri couldn't get enough of her 
partners soft hands on her own flesh. Just like the 
rest of the girls, Terri and Wendy were soon moaning 
and whimpering with arousal as their hands caressed 
each other, kneading breasts and masturbating their 
partner's aroused pussies.

By the time practice was over, Terri was burning with 
desire, and was completely pleased when the coach told 
them all to get themselves off and go shower. Still 
locked together from their routine, Terri quickly 
guided Wendy to the floor and descended between her 
legs.

"Let me do you first, you've been so nice to me." Terri 
said just as she descended on her new friend’s ready 
mound. She had never gone down on a girl before, but 
she found the act nearly instinctive, her lips and 
tongue descending on Wendy's exposed flesh. Terri 
sucked and licked at Wendy, finding herself enjoying 
the musky taste of Wendy's juices as she ran her tongue 
through her friends slit.

Wendy only gasped and moaned in gratitude, but that was 
enough to fill Terri with a strong feeling of 
accomplishment. That spurred her on with even greater 
energy and soon Terri sent her friend over the edge 
with her loving assault.

Wendy rested for only a moment from her own release 
before she aggressively pushed Terri over and they 
embraced. Wendy kissed Terri passionately, trading 
tongue blows as their breasts mashed against each 
other. Without breaking their kiss, Wendy snaked a hand 
between Terri's legs, carefully assaulting her friend’s 
enflamed folds. Terri was soon moaning against Wendy's 
lips as the skillful treatment continued, quickly 
bringing her to the pinnacle and beyond. For the first 
time in days, Terri was of one mind as she shuddered in 
orgasm while still locked intimately to her friend. As 
their lips still pressed together, Terri thought she 
just might be able to get used to this.

/-=*=-\

The rest of the week followed much like that. The day 
was simply classes, followed by a sexually charged 
cheerleader practice and finally a quiet evening at 
home dealing with the day’s events. Terri was gradually 
accepting her new life, even though it was still 
disconcerting, but the humiliations were pretty well 
buried by Friday, as no one seemed to bring up the fact 
that the cheerleading squad practiced lesbian sex in 
the nude every afternoon.

Terri was actually surprised on Friday when she went to 
get ready for the game when she found a cheerleader's 
uniform hanging in her locker. By Thursday, the squad 
hadn't even been dressing for meditation, choosing to 
leave the locker room in the nude. Terri quickly donned 
the uniform, only after putting it on did she notice 
that the skirt was crotchless and she wasn't wearing 
any panties and that she wasn't wearing any kind of a 
bra. She had already gotten used to dressing 
thoughtlessly as she hadn't been wearing panties or 
bras since Monday, and had progressively worn more 
revealing outfits all week.

Terri was surprised again when they were rushed out to 
the field without a meditation period as well. As she 
walked onto the football field, Terri felt a familiar 
dread pass through her as she anticipated what was 
going to happen. The cheerleaders all lined up to be 
introduced and Terri felt herself prepare for their 
opening greeting. Finally, the loud speaker came to 
life and they ran out onto the field as it introduced 
them.

"Welcome one and all to the first game of the season 
here at Morningwood High. As always we begin the game 
with an introduction by our cheerleader squad, lets 
give it up for these lovely ladies."

Terri ran out with the rest of the squad, and as she 
passed onto the field, did a series of cartwheels, each 
time showing off her naked mound as the crowd cheered 
them on. After her cartwheels she ran up into position 
on the back row of the two-row formation, facing Wendy. 
As the last of the squad fell into place, the front row 
of girls leaned over and proudly pulled their skirts up 
over the waists, legs spread, so their bushy mounds 
were readily seen. Just as the front row showed 
themselves off, so did the back row, with every girl 
lifting her shirt and casually jiggling their ample 
teenage breasts for the roaring crowd. Terri could 
hardly believe this was happening, and being in greater 
control of her senses she felt a wave of shame course 
through her at the wonton display she was making, even 
as her fellow cheerleaders did the same. At the same 
time, Terri felt a sexual thrill at being ogled by the 
crowd, though she wasn't ready to accept that.

"Aren't they lovely, folks. Now it's time to select 
possession. Both quarterbacks are ready and the fine 
ladies selected are Wendy Shultz from Morningwood and 
Amber Horn from Eveningwood. Let's give the girls a 
moment to get ready and then enjoy the show." Boomed 
the loud speakers.

Terri wondered just what was going on as she watched 
Wendy run out to the center of the field as a 
cheerleader from the other side did the same. The 
quarterbacks from both teams and a referee came out as 
well. Both girls stripped off their uniforms and leaned 
themselves over waist high benches that had been 
brought out to the center of the field. Terri watched 
in amazement as the referee undid a flap on the front 
of his pants and quickly pulled out his hard shaft. He 
then proceeded to mount Wendy, wiggled his hips for a 
moment and then withdrew and repeated the action with 
the other girl. Terri could only wonder what was 
happening when the loudspeaker blared out again.

"The referee has declared both girls ready to go and 
instructed the quarterbacks to move into position. This 
should be an interesting contest as both girls have 
records of being able to hold back orgasms, and both 
these studs are well endowed. And there's the signal 
from the referee, and the game begins! All that remains 
is for one quarterback to bring the opposing teams 
cheerleader to orgasm first and gain first possession 
of the ball."

Terri watched in wonder as Wendy was mounted by the 
other teams quarterback. On the sidelines as she was, 
Terri got an excellent view of her friend getting well 
fucked on the field. Widescreen displays on each end of 
the field showed the carnal action in full detail, even 
the sounds of the competing couples was piped in over 
the loudspeakers. Terri had never seen a spectacle like 
this before, two naked girls being thoroughly used in 
public. She hated to admit it to herself but she wished 
it were her up there instead of Wendy. As she watched, 
Terri couldn't help but feel aroused, wishing her own 
pussy was being stroked.

Almost as if in answer to a prayer, Terri felt herself 
being pushed to the ground and rolled on her back. She 
looked up to see the face of a clearly determined 
football player looking down at her, and all she could 
do was spread her legs and look down with some degree 
of trepidation at the cock descending towards her.

"Oh, god, fill me up with that monster!" Terri cried 
out, shocking herself with her words and actions. 
Still, she couldn't help but push back against the 
invader as it speared her. Terri's folds were barely 
prepared to take in the shaft, but she couldn't stifle 
the moan that passed her lips as she felt her pussy 
entered. Her partner paused for a moment as his member 
rested fully within her, giving Terri a momentary 
chance to think. She could scarcely believe that she 
was lying there on a football field being fucked as the 
crowd watched. A sexual thrill coursed through her at 
the thought, and Terri wrapped her legs around her 
partner and gave him a passionate kiss.

"That is really good, I was wondering if anyone was 
going to use this poor little cunt of mine again. How 
do you like it? Am I nice and tight?" Terri wiggled a 
bit against the impaling shaft and smiled wryly to her 
partner. She still felt strange, fucking a complete 
stranger in public, but Terri was beyond self-control 
and she knew it. All that was left was acceptance, and 
even the rational part of her had to admit that the 
cock stuffed inside her felt wonderful.

"Oh, yeah, baby, real tight." He answered, sending a 
ripple of pride through Terri. She found it hard to 
believe it, but she liked being proud of her tight 
pussy, and that he was going to enjoy using her body.

"I'm glad you like it, now why don't you give me a 
ride, stud?" Terri hardly believed her language, but 
didn't have time to consider it as her partner eagerly 
fulfilled her request. She shuddered with arousal as he 
set up a rhythm, quickly building to a hardy pace 
thrusting into her. Terri reveled in it, doing her best 
to fuck him back, to caress his shaft while it rested 
within her, and moan with satisfaction at every filling 
movement.

Still, every moan or grunt from her partner gave her a 
greater thrill than the feelings his shaft generated 
inside her. Terri knew that her own pleasure wasn't 
important, not really, only her partner mattered. That 
thought cut through her sex-induced haze for a moment 
to scare her, even as she pushed back against a 
thrusting cock. She realized it was just one more step 
along her route to complete conversion, and as much as 
she wished otherwise, Terri couldn't deny the need to 
service her partner was even greater than pleasuring 
herself.

"Oh, God!" Terri moaned as she kept fucking the 
football player. She couldn't deny his ability, and as 
sure to let him know with timely exclamations as he 
continued to stoke her inner flames. There wasn't any 
question that she was beyond thinking straight, Terri's 
entire focus was on the man she was with. It wasn't 
much longer before she felt the tell tale signs of his 
release, and she prepared herself as well. It was odd, 
but she a strange sense of control over her own release 
as her body continued to be well fucked. Finally, she 
sensed it was time and let go of the floodgates.

"I'm cuming!" She screamed as the wave hit her. Terri 
clamped down on his shaft a moment later, and was 
immensely gratified to hear a groan of release from her 
partner. Another wave of sexual ecstasy coursed though 
her as she felt spurts of liquid warmth flow into the 
depths of her channel. Terri was elated, she had 
succeeded again to bring a man off inside her. Her own 
pride at that accomplishment nearly boggled Terri, but 
she couldn't deny it. As her partner withdrew and left 
his seed inside her, Terri tried to remember something 
she had been prouder of than that moment. She couldn't, 
and though it disturbed her, Terri was prouder than she 
had ever been that her body could bring men off.

Before her partner completely pulled away from her 
Terri expressed her gratitude. "Thank you for using me. 
I'm glad you found my pussy worthy of your seed and I 
hope you fill it again."

She was still shocked by her blatant language but 
couldn't help herself, nor could she deny the truth in 
what she said. Even as Terri felt his seed dripping 
inside her, she hoped to be filled up again, to fulfill 
her new needs to be used. She was a sex toy, and was 
proud that she was a good one, but Terri felt the need 
prove it far and wide. A part of her was still trying 
to deny it, but she couldn't for much longer.

Terri had the chance to see the final struggle between 
Wendy and Amber. Both girls were fighting to keep back 
their orgasms, but it was clear that Wendy was loosing. 
Her entire body language showed that she was on the 
brink, as well as the cries and moans escalating over 
the loud speakers. Terri silently licked up her 
partners remaining seed as she watched the last 
moments. It was only a few more rapid thrusts of the 
opposing quarterback’s hips and Wendy cried out in 
anguished release. Amber followed a moment later, 
giving the entire stadium a view of two naked writhing 
teenage girl’s orgasming in the center of the field.

A cheer went up over the opposing sides bleachers and 
Amber quickly disengaged herself and bowed for the 
crowd followed by a presentation of her cum soaked 
pussy to her fans. Wendy picked herself up and was half 
carried by Morningwood's quarterback to the 
cheerleaders’ benches. Morningwood's bleachers let up a 
strong cheer as well, helping convince Terri that the 
show was more important than the victory was.

Wendy was sitting on the bleacher lapping up the 
remains of the opposing quarterback's seed with a proud 
look on her face. Terri walked over and gave her a 
quick sisterly hug and a brief lover's kiss.

"You look proud of yourself." Terri smiled as she 
watched Wendy finish up her licking.

"I know, I can't help it. I just feel so proud of 
myself when I get a guy off." Wendy tried to be humble 
for a moment but couldn't. "I am just a great sex toy. 
My cunt is toned and skilled, I have a perky ripe set 
of tits, I am a great cock sucker and I, Wendy Shultz, 
am the greatest sex toy at Morningwood and my cunt is 
ready for any man, at any time and I'll give him the 
fuck of his life!"

"I know, I feel the same way. I wish some stud would 
push me over right now and fill me with his hot 
glorious seed." Terri ran right up to the base of the 
bleachers and threw off her clothes. She quickly 
started to model her naked form and called out to the 
crowd. "I am Terri Jackson, and I am the newest sex toy 
at Morningwood High and I just want all of you men to 
know that I look forward to using my cunt to bring each 
and every one of you off. I'm a tigress waiting to be 
broke in, my cunt has only been used six times and my 
breasts are still young and perky. Isn't there a man 
among you willing to make use of this fine example of 
female perfection? I'm itching for a man to fuck me 
right now!"

The crowd cheered but no one made a move towards her 
except for Wendy who pulled her back to the 
cheerleaders’ bench. Terri was a bit surprised that no 
one took her up on her offer, and a bit disappointed as 
well. Wendy had to hold her down for a minute to calm 
down before she even tried to talk.

"Terri, calm down, they can't fuck you now. 
Cheerleaders are here for the players’ use until after 
the game.

Just be glad one of the guys decided to use you 
already." Wendy told her friend.

Terri just shivered for a few minutes as the world went 
on around her. She couldn't believe what she had just 
done, calling out to the crowd for someone to fuck her. 
It was beyond anything Terri could have imagined in her 
worst nightmares, yet still she couldn't ignore the 
fact that she would fuck any man willing right now.

"I can't believe I just did that, or that I'm thinking 
about doing it again after the game. My, god, what's 
going to happen to me?" Terri asked, half in despair 
and half in lust, knowing just what was likely to 
happen to her. She couldn't resist her feelings anymore 
and she knew that she was going to become a very good 
sexual toy in short order if her new desires were met.

Wendy hugged her friend for a moment. "It's alright, 
you can't help yourself. It's always the same every 
time they use you. After you get their seed inside you 
feel on top of the world, then you slowly sink down to 
earth and realize what you've become. To a degree you 
have to accept it, but they keep us from completely 
accepting it, at least for me they do. You have to do 
that to, or it'll tear you apart. It sucks, but it's 
life."

Terri simply nodded as they held the embrace. She knew 
that was true, but it didn't make her feel too much 
better. Terri was finishing her transformation into a 
sex toy and she knew what that meant for her immediate 
future and she completely blocked out any thought of 
her long-term role in the world. Staying like this for 
years was simply more than she could bear at the 
moment.

The game went on fairly normally from there. Of course 
normal is relative. Terri got dressed again, and went 
through a good number of cheers as the game was played, 
often flashing her breasts or pussy for the crowd when 
a strong cheer was needed. The halftime show was a bit 
more charged however, and Terri wound herself into a 
tizzy of sexual need on the field locked in step with 
Wendy. Finally, the game was over, Morningwood had lost 
19-18 and the spoils of war were to be split up.

"Okay girls, I want all of you who haven't been fucked 
yet to line up behind me." Brookes yelled out as the 
players walked back to the locker rooms. Terri watched 
as about three fourths of the girls lined up behind 
him. She wondered what was going on for a moment before 
Wendy explained.

"After a game, all the unused girls get sent over to 
the winning team to be used as they see fit. If there 
aren't enough, they take their pick of the used girls 
like us, but it was a close win tonight and most of the 
girls haven't been used so we'll get to entertain our 
own players." Wendy explained as Brookes led the 
unfucked girls off to the other teams locker room.

Terri felt herself gearing up to be used when the 
football coach tapped her on the shoulder. "Terri, the 
administrators want you to clean up and head up to 
their office right away."

Terri set off for the shower without thinking. She 
didn't even know where she was going or who these 
administrators were, but the ache of sexual need was 
being stoked again within her. Terri didn't dwell on it 
much however, rather she quickly stripped and gave 
herself a thorough shower, cleaning ever inch of her 
body. She washed out her well used slit and surprised 
herself when she gave herself an enema, but again she 
didn't dwell on the reasons for her actions. Terri 
simply did them, unthinkingly. As she was finishing she 
felt a strange distaste for the matted hairs covering 
her mound. Terri realized where this notion was coming 
from but she couldn't stifle it either. Rather she 
lathered her crotch and removed every unsightly hair. 
As she finished Terri looked down for a moment 
appreciating the simple form of her feminine slit.

Now that she was cleaned up she went back to her locker 
and found a rather reveling piece of lingerie hanging 
there. It was a sheer baby doll outfit, creamy white, 
with frilly sleeves and panties. Terri had never worn 
anything like it, and while a part of her realized that 
she was wrapping herself as a gift, a sexual thrill 
coursed through her at the thought of wearing it.

Without a moment's hesitation she pulled on the 
lingerie and quickly ran over to a full-length mirror 
to see how she looked. Terri gasped with surprise and 
satisfaction. The sheer material hugged her curves, and 
though covering her normally private parts, everything 
could be seen through the nearly translucent fabric.

Terri modeled in front of the mirror for a few moments, 
running her hands over her body, enjoying the feeling 
of silk clinging to her breasts. She may have been a 
sexual plaything, but she was proud to be such a lovely 
one.

Terri knew she couldn't delay long, and found herself 
strolling quickly towards an unknown destination.

She walked proudly, swaying her hips and pushing 
forward her breasts as she found her destination.

Finally, she reached a door deep inside the school and 
opened it. Terri quickly walked in and took in the 
surroundings. The room had the feel of a large 
Victorian study, with bookshelves lining the walls and 
ornate furniture scattered about. A range of out of 
place things were there as well, mostly beds and padded 
benches, as well as a few devices of strange design 
with handing straps and bars that Terri didn't 
recognize.

Centered in the room, just off from the door was a semi 
circle of chairs, and a dozen people sitting in them.

Eight were men, for were women, and each looked middle 
aged or better, all looked up expectantly as Terri came 
in, taking momentary leave of their cigars, drinks, and 
conversation. Centered amongst them was one truly 
elderly man with grayed, thinning hair and a heavily 
wrinkled face accentuated by two hawk like eyes that 
cut Terri straight through to her soul as he puffed 
merrily on a cigar.

"My, my, you were right, Walter, she will do nicely for 
her task." The old man spoke appreciatively to one of 
the men to his right. "Please dear, give us a quick 
spin."

Terri quickly did as she was told, gracefully doing a 
full turn to show off her body.

"Simply lovely, and her performance during the game was 
a testament to Brookes' new training method.

We will have to let him take a reward for his good 
work." The old man continued. "Now, dear, I will allow 
you a rare sufferance, an ability to speak your true 
mind for as long as you are in our presence this 
evening.

You may ask anything you wish, tell us anything you 
wish, but you will remain calm and respectful of your 
duties as well. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir, I do." Terri replied, a strange feeling 
wracking her brain a moment later. In that instant, the 
fog seemed to lift from her thoughts and she realized 
fully and completely just what had happened and her 
current predicament. Still, standing there nearly naked 
in front of this assembly, Terri couldn't summon the 
ability to cover herself, and that reinforced for her 
the certainty of her position.

"Sir, can I please cover myself decently?" Terri asked, 
surprised and glad that she had said just what she 
wanted to, even though she couldn't make a move to 
fulfill her own desires.

"I think not, in fact I think you've been rather 
impolite in leaving your lovely young form covered this 
much in our presence." The old man replied, sipping 
from his glass as he continued to study the girl 
presented before him.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Terri replied, and before she knew it, 
she was gently pulling down her panties and pulling off 
her top. Now she was standing completely naked before 
them, and she simply stood at attention for them, 
pressing her breasts forward and parting her legs 
slightly. "Is this better?"

"Much, now, please go about serving the members of our 
little council as you ask your questions." The old man 
answered.

"Yes, sir." Terri answered, surprised at her own calm 
obedience. She chalked it up to t he commands she had 
been given. She was quite unable to gather up any real 
resistance, but she did feel strange acting like this. 
Terri quickly walked over to the man on the right end 
of the group and presented herself. "How do you wish to 
use me?"

"I think a good fuck with you riding my cock would be 
good. I'm very interested to try out such an 
underutilized pussy." He replied and folded back his 
chair.

"That's a good choice, I've only had sex six times so 
I'm still fairly tight." Terri replied as she 
unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock, already 
hard for her. As soon as she had heard his request she 
felt a switch flip in her mind, and Terri felt her 
pussy readying itself to be used. She realized what 
that meant, that she was a self-lubricating sex toy. 
Terri didn't even feel any real sexual excitement like 
she had before, it was all oddly clinical, even the 
realization that she had to wet her pussy to be fucked. 
While she stood there letting her interior warm up 
Terri had the chance to ask another question. "Why did 
you do this to me?"

"Beyond that fact that you are such a lovely young 
thing, we do have a mission for you to perform, though 
this is hardly the time to go into such things, Terri. 
Suffice to say, we have enough pretty girls here to 
serve our whims, but your family and their connections 
provide us with an invaluable resource, one that you 
will help us exploit." The old man replied as Terri 
straddled her next sexual partner.

Terri listened intently to his answer as she moved 
herself into position kneeling around her partner’s 
waist, her slit position just above his waiting shaft. 
She didn't wait for instruction, knowing what she had 
to do, and quickly reached between her legs to grab the 
waiting member and direct it inside her. Terri took a 
moment to appreciate the feeling of his shaft as she 
grasped it, never before had she actually wrapped her 
fingers around a man's cock. In her calmed stated all 
she could do was note its dimensions and feel before 
she sent it towards its goal. Terri ran it back and 
forth over her engorged lips for a moment before 
finding her entrance and sinking the stiff cock into 
her well-lubricated pussy. She let out a short gasp as 
she impaled herself, taking in the filling sensation 
with her calm detachment still reigning.

Terri was rewarded with a satisfied groan from her 
partner as she filled herself with his member. Finally, 
she felt his crotch hairs tickling her now bare pussy 
lips and leaned forward, looking into her partner’s 
eyes as she began massaging his shaft with her inner 
muscles. "Is this pussy meeting you're expectations?"

"Very much so, feel free to begin riding me and 
continue your conversation."

"Thank you, and please tell me if there's anything more 
you'd like this body to do for you." Terri replied as 
she began her work of fucking his cock. She felt oddly 
detached to the task, and once she had set up a rhythm 
that her partner clearly was enjoying she turned back 
to the old man to ask another question as she bounced 
dutifully on her partner’s shaft.

"What's going to happen to me and my family?" Terri 
asked, her words punctuated by occasionally 
uncontrolled gasps and pants as she continued to fuck 
away.

"Well, dear, that depends on your father. Certainly, 
the rest of your family will be placed firmly under our 
control as well, but your father holds the key to what 
their future holds. Though again, you'll find that out 
in due course. Regardless, you're fate is already set, 
though we shall discuss that later as I have said." The 
old man took another puff from his cigar and continued. 
"I suppose next you'll want to know how we did this to 
you. Well, I can't say all the particulars, Coach 
Brookes knows the full techniques best among us, but I 
can tell you the basics. On the surface, you're 
controlled by a special form of hypnotic subliminal 
that is attached to every TV and radio signal and part 
of everything running from a loud speaker. All this 
does is makes you pliant, and unwilling, even unable to 
leave this town or contact anyone outside. You also 
won't notice anything strange, it'll simply pass by as 
some unremarkable event in your perception. After that, 
we use special equipment to condition your mind, retune 
your responses so you'll behave just as we want you too 
at all times, even think what we want you to, when we 
want you to. That's where you're at now, fully 
conditioned, and you'll do anything we ask of you, no 
matter how much you don't want to."

Even as she continued fucking her partner, with part of 
her mind concentrating fully on the union of pussy and 
cock and her role to pleasure him, Terri felt a spark 
of outrage at that suggestion a momentary, almost 
foolhardy confidence she had to express. "You can't, 
you may be able to make me some kind of sex toy, but 
there are some things even you can't make me do!"

Terri felt a little foolish as soon as she said that, 
realizing the audacity of her defiant comment as she 
dutifully fucked a man she didn't even know. Certainly, 
if they could do this much to her, make her fall this 
far, she didn't even want to think of how much more 
they could make her do, and she had been stupid enough 
to challenge them and their abilities.

"We shall have to see about that, Terri, and before 
this night is over, you'll see that you don't have any 
control at all now. You are our pet now, and while we 
are very generous, you will serve our purposes, no 
matter what you're true wishes are." The old man smiled 
and chuckled as Terri let out another sexual gasp as 
she continued fucking one of the administrators of 
Morningwood.

/-=*=-\

The evening continued like that as Terri serviced the 
rest of the group. She fucked two more of them and 
sucked off or ate out the rest. With her mouth occupied 
most of the time, the group went on with their normal 
business, which was quite a litany of just whom and 
what was under their control. As Terri dutifully served 
their sexual whims, she also contemplated what that 
meant. From their conversation, there was hardly a 
major business or government they didn't have their 
hands in, to one degree or another, all that remained 
was how they planned to finish gaining control. In her 
calmed state, Terri couldn't work up much concern, but 
she still felt bothered by the conversation, and the 
final truth that what little hope she had of escape was 
waning fast.

Finally, the last member of the group gasped in release 
as Terri skillfully sucked him off. As she felt his 
seed splashing against the back of her throat, a wave 
of pleasure swept through her. She pulled back from the 
man she had just serviced and leaned against the side 
of his chair as the torrent gripped her. Terri drew in 
a deep breath as she shivered in the wake of a massive 
orgasm. Everything washed away in that blast of pure 
ecstasy, leaving Terri nearly catatonic for a few 
minutes as her reward was dealt out.

As her thoughts slowly returned, Terri again felt the 
wonderful pride of service. It was still a peculiar 
feeling to her, but she couldn't help but feel a sense 
of grand accomplishment at being able to bring sexual 
pleasure to all of the people in that room. As they 
finalized their business, Terri simply stood proudly in 
the corner, reveling in her successes of the evening, 
and all of the experiences she had just had serving 
these people. She also took the opportunity to review 
her performance, and seek out ways to improve, even as 
she had over the course of the evening. Terri cursed 
her conditioning for not including more extensive 
training in how to give the most of her body when 
called upon.

"Ah, Terri, I believe we have just about finished for 
the evening, and so I present you with your next task."

The old man snapped his fingers and a side door open. 
Terri looked over to see her younger sister, Amber, 
being wheeled into the room on a gurney. She looked 
pleasantly asleep, still dressed in her normal daily 
clothes, with one of Brookes' special headsets over her 
ears.

Terri gasped with shock as she followed her sister's 
sleeping form as it was pushed across the room. She had 
realized that this would be her fate, but to be brought 
face to face with the reality was something beyond her 
ability to control. Even against the calm shield that 
still held her in check, Terri could feel a strong 
sense of fear, anguish and anger. She fell to her knees 
with a wail. "Please don't do this to her!"

"We, have little choice, dear, in fact though, you are 
going to be responsible for her conditioning. You 
should be pleased, by doing this, you will be helping 
to solidify your own conditioning. Normally, we 
wouldn't do this, but you are so very important, that 
we need to be sure you're completely under control 
before we send you on your way. Now, please step up to 
the panel on the side of her bed and we can begin 
building Amber's new life." The old man explained, 
watching with satisfaction as he saw Terri regain more 
control with every expression of her importance.

Terri noticed it as well, though she couldn't help it. 
The need to serve and please were now rooted in her 
being, even against an act like this. She couldn't stop 
herself. Terri walked over to the computer panel as 
instructed and looked down, at both her sister's sweet 
face and the control's that would change her forever, 
make Amber a slave just like she had become. Even as 
she knew this, and tried to fight against her need to 
obey her new masters, Terri laid her hands upon the 
controls and waited diligently for the instructions 
that would create Amber's new existence.

"Good, Terri, and now we shall prepare our 
demonstration for tomorrow." The old man continued, 
laying out for Terri just what her family's fate would 
be the next day. Terri grimaced inside with the 
entirety of the events, but worked away, transforming 
her sister as instructed and preparing herself for her 
own duties in the demonstration.


PART III


"How do you expect me to believe anything you just 
said?" Mark Jackson scoffed at the improbable tale he 
had just heard. "If I believed a word of it, I'd have 
to arrest you right now, not even to speak of helping 
you."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Jackson. Truly, I am, 
though that doesn't change anything. Please remember I 
said we needed your assistance, I never implied you had 
a choice in the matter." The old cigar smoking man 
replied.

"Who do you think you are? I think it'd be best if you 
leave, now." Mark ordered. He had taken his fill of 
this unannounced guest. Mark still didn't know what 
possessed him to let the man in originally, but he had 
run out of patience.

"I am the man at the head of our little group, Mr. 
Jackson, and I am fully able to choose my own comings 
and goings and I am not yet finished here. You see, I 
do still need your help, and I'm ready to demonstrate 
just how compliant you can become when you need to be. 
Please ask your daughters to come down here."

The old man commanded, taking a puff from his cigar, 
smiling at the uncomfortable cringe it elicited from 
his nominal host.

"Amber, Terri, come down here please!" Mark yelled out 
before he had a chance to think. He didn't understand 
what possessed him to do it, even as he was still 
intent on throwing the old man out.

Terri and Amber trampled down the stairs a moment 
later, both now eager to obey. Terri knew what awaited 
them, dreading it even as she felt the unsaitable urge 
to obey and serve that caused her to rush downstairs. 
Amber didn't know anything of her current state yet, in 
fact she existed in an odd haze that clouded her 
perceptions, until she heard the call to come 
downstairs. Her own need to serve was rooted now as 
well, even if she didn't realize it yet and it helped 
spur her down the stairs. Both girls were in bathrobes, 
though only Terri knew what they were both wearing 
underneath. In fact she had picked out both outfits the 
night before, and couldn't suppress her pride at just 
how sexy she looked in the lingerie.

"Hello, girls, I'm afraid your father has decided he 
needs a demonstration of my position and his own.

Please, disrobe and come into the middle of the room." 
The old man commanded.

Both girls complied instantly, dropping their robes at 
the foot of the stairs and walking into the middle of 
the living room. Terri was dressed in a sheer black 
teddy that clung to her curves and presented her assets 
wonderfully. It was also crotchless at Terri's 
insistence, so that her pussy would be readily 
accessible for use. As she took her place in the middle 
of the room, Terri stood proudly at attention and 
dutifully prepared her body for use, still amazed that 
her conditioning allowed her to lubricate herself by 
will alone.

Amber was completely shocked by her own actions, and by 
what she was wearing. She was wearing much the same 
garment as Terri had the night before, though Amber 
didn't know it. The only difference was that, like 
Terri's, her panties were crotchless. Amber couldn't 
remember putting these clothes on, nor could she figure 
out what possessed her to do it in the first place. As 
she took her place beside Terri, Amber realized that 
she was putting on quite a display for her own father 
and a complete stranger. Yet all she could do was fall 
into a strange attention, pressing her chest outward 
and spreading her legs just enough to give an 
unfettered view of her uncovered mound.

"What's happening to me?" Amber finally cried after she 
had taken her position and found herself unable to do 
anything but stand there displaying her lovely young 
body. She could feel the cool air in the room flow over 
her naked flesh and looked down to see her nipples 
poking out of the shear top as they felt the cold as 
well.

Terri waited a moment until the old man gave her a nod 
and she was allowed to assume her roll. "You're being 
turned into a sex toy, Amber, just like I was."

"No, please, I don't want to." Amber cried again. She 
looked over at Terri to see her worst fears confirmed.

Terri looked perfectly like a teen seductress, and 
Amber shuddered as Terri smiled back, an expression 
strangely melding sisterly joy and sexual desire. Amber 
turned away, closing her eyes from the awful truth, 
unwilling to accept what had already been said of her 
fate.

Terri walked up behind Amber and ran her hands up and 
down Amber's sides and finally cupped her breasts. "But 
Amber, you have such a lovely body, it'd be terrible 
waste not to have it enjoyed by the world."

"Terri, stop it. Leave your sister alone." Mark 
ordered, finally able to rouse himself from his shock 
at his daughter's behavior. Still, he felt restrained, 
even pacified more than he would normally expect. 
Finally, he felt a twinge of excitement at seeing his 
two lovely daughters like this, both sexily clad in 
revealing clothing, and giving him a full view of their 
youthful charms. He had felt that before, though he had 
always been able to suppress it before. This time he 
couldn't, even though he wished otherwise, just for the 
sake of decency.

"But, Daddy, you have to admit that Amber is just a 
little sexpot, I mean what able man wouldn't want to 
make use of a body like this? You'd like to do her 
right now wouldn't you, Daddy?" Terri teased as she 
continued to caress her sister's body. She knew just 
what she was doing, just what was going to happen.

Terri hated herself for what she had to do, but it 
didn't change anything, even the satisfaction at doing 
fulfilling her task remained unaltered as she debased 
her sister.

Amber could only whimper at the treatment she was 
receiving. She could scarcely believe that Terri was 
handling her so passionately, or that her body was 
responding. It right to have others caressing her 
breasts, Amber thought, surprised that such a notion 
occurred to her. She couldn't deny it, though she 
tried, finally, she accepted the idea and pressed her 
pert young flesh into her sister's accepting hands.

"No, I don't, I couldn't, even though she is such a 
sexy young woman. If she wasn't my daughter I'd split 
her wonderful cunt open with my cock right now." Mark 
clamped his mouth shut at that small admission, not 
believing what he had just said, or the instant 
reaction in his own pants at his words. With just that 
simple thought, a floodgate of perverted images 
involving Amber filled his mind.

Amber herself felt a strange sensation flood over her 
at her father's words as well. He had said she was 
sexy, and suddenly she felt proud of it. "Oh, god, 
Daddy, you think I'm sexy? That is so cool. Haven't I 
ever turned you on before?"

"Oh, sweetie, of course you have. Like when your little 
nipples poke through your nightshirts on cold mornings, 
or the way you wiggles you hot little ass always makes 
me want to fuck you." Mark replied, shocked at his 
admission, and unable to deny the fact that he was 
aroused now as well.

"Daddy, that's so sweet." Amber replied. She didn't 
know what had came over her, but she really liked 
hearing all this dirty talk from her own father. In 
fact, she was becoming aroused, something that was 
still a novel sensation in it's own right. Amber was 
still a virgin, though she wasn't uninformed about sex 
completely. She just hadn't been inclined to pursue it 
before, beyond a few exploratory sessions of heavy 
petting. Now all that was behind her, and her body was 
alighting with new sensations, new needs, and Amber was 
completely unable to suppress any of them.

"Don't you think, Daddy would like to see more of 
you're sexily little body, Amber? Why don't you show 
him your cute little titties." Terri suggested as she 
continued. Amber complied without hesitation, pulling 
off her top with nearly reckless abandon.

"Do you like my little titties, Daddy?" Amber asked as 
she waved her bare chest from side to side only a few 
feet in front of her leering father. Her breasts were 
still small, though perfectly rounded and tipped with 
two lovely pink nipples that quickly hardened in the 
cool living room air. Amber could scarcely believe 
herself, being this bold just wasn't normal, but she 
felt so right like this, nearly naked, presenting her 
youthful body to her father. Only the smallest part of 
her mind considered where this would lead, and all she 
could do was shudder in anticipation.

"They are just perfect, angel, I'd just love to suck on 
them." Mark answered. He licked his lips hungrily as 
her two sweet little orbs danced before him just out of 
reach. His thoughts of resistance were gone, all he 
wanted was to assault the wondrous girl if front of 
him.

Amber giggled and then bent over, giving her father a 
full view of her pussy through her crotchless 
underwear. As she did so, she ran her hand over her 
exposed mound, surprised that she didn't have any hair 
there, but she was pleased by that fact, that her mound 
was properly clean. Amber didn't know why, remembering 
her own pleasure not long ago at the hair that had been 
growing there. A small part of her realized that she 
had been prepared for this fate, the thought disturbed 
her, but she felt thankful that she had been well 
prepared to be enjoyed as well. What good was a sex 
slave if she wasn't ready to be fucked?

"Oh, Daddy, can you believe this little pussy is 
waiting to be fucked for the first time? It feels so 
empty right now, aching for a cock to make me a woman. 
It's all hot and wet to, just ready to be used. Will 
you use me, Daddy?" Amber pleaded with her final words. 
Her arousal was beyond control or comprehension, all 
that remained inside her was an undeniable need to be 
used. Finished with her pussy display she turned back 
around, her eyes burning with lust and desire as she 
looked to her father. She shivered inside as her look 
was so graciously returned. Amber could hardly wait to 
be used, to be initiated in her new existence as a sex 
toy. She stole a glance down to her father's crotch, 
pleased to see the outline of his erect shaft waiting 
just below the surface. Amber shivered in anticipation 
at being speared with it, barely able to control her 
need.

Terri stood only a few feet away watching with dismay 
as Amber acted out her program with perfect accuracy. A 
small tear fell from her eyes as she watched, breaking 
her look of a proud sister. Terri knew she had been the 
one to do this to her sister, but the worst was yet to 
come, and she hated herself for being so weak. It had 
been her hands on the controls that had chanced her 
sister from a carefree teenager into this sex crazed 
slave, Terri rationally knew she had no choice, but she 
still lamented her own weakness. She had been too weak 
to save her sister, and now they were both caught in 
this evil web.

"Detach, both of you." The old man spoke from his seat.

Amber felt a shudder pass through her a moment later, a 
veil seemed to lift from her thoughts and she was able 
to think normally again. She nearly screamed in shock 
as she stood there, kneading her own naked breasts as 
she danced a seductive sexual dance right in front of 
her father. Amber couldn't believe what she had just 
been saying, or doing. She had just invited her father 
to fuck her, and she couldn't understand what possessed 
her to do it. Amber remembered what Terri had said 
about becoming a sex toy, and she realized that she'd 
just given a demonstration. She turned to Terri then 
and gave her sister a forlorn, almost terrified look as 
she continued presenting her body to their father.

"What is you're purpose, Amber?" Terri asked coldly. 
She didn't know where the words came from, but realized 
it was her own conditioning, her part of this little 
show.

"To serve, to be used, my body exists to bring pleasure 
to my masters. I am to seek my Masters' desires and 
find reward in pleasing them." Amber answered with a 
reverence she didn't feel. The words scared her, 
telling her that even now, with her mind free she was 
still a slave.

"Terri please, let me go! I don't want to do this." 
Amber pleaded, her voice sweet and sultry, providing no 
contrast to her continuing erotic dance.

"She's not the one in control my dear, and I couldn't 
let a lovely little thing like you go. Please, come 
over here and prepare me while I finish my discussion 
with your father." The old man said.

"Please, no, Mister." Amber replied as she stopped her 
gyrations and strolled over to the old man. She found 
her hands going to his crotch and pulling his shaft 
free. Amber looked at it in awe for a moment, being her 
first shaft, before she began to gently caress it's 
length with her delicate fingers. She somehow knew that 
it was important not to over-stimulate him, but Amber 
didn't want to consider the reasons for it.

Instead, she found herself studying his shaft. Amber 
didn't know why, but she found the old man's member 
fascinating, and studiously examined every vein and 
bump with a determination she had never felt towards 
anything.

Meanwhile, Mark was sitting back, nearly catatonic. The 
reality of his behavior and his daughters stunned him, 
that he was only moment away from taking his youngest 
daughters virginity disturbed him greatly.

Just as disturbing was the fact that he was still 
sitting there, unmoving as Amber began caressing the 
old man's cock. Mark knew he should be tearing him 
apart, but yet he felt the same strange calmness flow 
over him as before. All he could do was sit and watch 
his nearly naked daughter perform her first official 
act as a sex slave to this evil man.

"Now, Mr. Jackson, I think you're fully aware of you're 
position in these negotiations. I need you to arrange 
an internship for young Terri here with Senator Philip 
Summers, a good friend of yours, I believe."

The old man said. He smiled wickedly as Amber continued 
her adoring maintenance of his hard shaft.

"Why?" Mark uttered. His restraint was on in full 
force, keeping a litany of insults and threats 
contained.

"Well, seeing as you're clearly under my control now, 
I'll tell you as much as I can at this point, Mr.

Jackson. Mr. Summers has been a very steadfast opponent 
of our interests. He doesn't realize out extent or our 
plans yet, but his position does allow him many 
luxuries that most men lack. While we do maintain 
ourselves rather discretely outside of this little 
community, our larger plans are rather hard to conceal 
from someone in his position. He has also proven very 
resistant to our normal forms of persuasion, and 
infiltration. Simply put, your daughter will be able to 
get closer than any of our previous agents, and 
eliminate a threat to our interests." The old man 
answered.

"What will become of us?" Mark asked, again his 
unnatural restraint keeping him from expressing his 
true feelings for the loathsome man in front of him.

"That depends, Mr. Jackson. You're family is now fully 
members of our little community, and I'm content to let 
you remain so. Little Amber here will still go to 
school, and you'll still have you're job. Certainly, 
Amber will now be willing sharing her charms with any 
male who wishes, even you if you so desire. You will 
also be able to enjoy any unclaimed women in our little 
community at your leisure. You will, of course, present 
yourself for use by any of the women in our 
administrative board. If you resist too effectively, we 
will be forced to deal more harshly with you. So long 
as you cooperate, Mr. Jackson, you'll be able to enjoy 
a wonderfully decadent existence." The old man said. 
"Now, I think I will allow myself a little indulgence 
with this lovely young lady. Please enjoy your other 
daughter, Mr. Jackson, she is quite the little number 
herself. You should be proud to have fathered such 
wonderful examples of feminine beauty, and be glad to 
have the opportunity to sample in your creation."

Amber felt a pat on her head and she looked up into the 
old man's weathered face. She returned suddenly to 
reality, realizing that she had just been worshiping 
his cock and that he was likely going to use it on her 
in only moments.

"Oh, little one, prepare yourself for me, please and 
lay down on the floor." The old man commanded with a 
surprisingly gentle tone.

"Please, Master, don't make me do this. I don't want to 
loose my virginity like this." Amber pleaded, her tone 
sweet and lovely, lacking even the edge of a pleading 
tone. Amber realized with a start that she had called 
him Master, something that surprised her even as she 
began to follow his commands. She had barely spoken 
when she felt the ache between her legs returned with a 
surprising vengeance. Amber was oddly disconnected from 
the arousal though, she felt the need, the aching of 
her loins to be filled, but only as an echo of their 
previous intensity. Still, she dutifully obeyed, 
placing herself on the floor and spreading her legs 
widely. Amber looked up with what she knew was a look 
of sexual need, even though the feelings were only skin 
deep. Her body was ready to be used, and complicit in 
the act even if her mind didn't reflect that desire. 
Amber looked up at the old man as he casually undressed 
before her. He had a rather well kept body beneath his 
weather face, and Amber had little else to do except 
take him in. Her final attention turned to his bouncing 
and ready shaft, the same shaft she had only moments 
before been worshiping.

Amber realized with dismay that she would soon be able 
to compare how differently a cock felt to her hands and 
her pussy.

The old man looked down at the panting young form of 
his latest pet. He took personal pleasure in breaking 
in as many of the young fillies as he could, and this 
one was certainly no exception. "Why, dear, I wouldn't 
dream of depriving you of this great pleasure of life."

With that he descended upon her, moving between her 
spread legs and positioning himself directly above her. 
Amber looked up into his eyes, the look of a predator 
enjoying his prey dancing on his face. She pushed 
herself up and kissed him, surprised at committing such 
an intimate act. Her lips parted and their tongues 
danced for a moment. Amber tasted the disgusting 
foulness of cigar as she did so, but couldn't stop 
herself. The embrace ended after only a moment and his 
attention turned to the moment at hand. Amber could 
feel his shaft dancing across her thighs, slowly moving 
closer to her entrance. Her hand moved down between her 
legs and clasped him. Her hands caressed him for a 
moment then directed him to her entrance, rubbing the 
head of his shaft across her waiting nether lips.

"Oh, Master, this body awaits your blessing. Please, 
enjoy this virgin flesh." Amber said. She couldn't 
believe she had just said that, even as she felt the 
head of his shaft waiting at her gates. Amber knew her 
pussy had prepared itself to be used, that even as she 
lamented her fate her body was about to throw itself at 
her rapist and Master.

"Why thank you, dear. I believe I will."

With that the old man thrust forward with a determined 
strength. Amber gasped as she felt her tender flesh 
give way to his shaft. She followed the novel sensation 
as he split open her virgin path, barely registering 
the demise of her maidenhood. Finally, she felt his 
hairy sack rest against her lower lips and his shaft 
pulsed fully within her. Amber began to tense her 
vaginal walls, helping to keep his stay within her 
pleasurable. She could scarcely believe that she was 
about to be fucked, that she had a man's cock resting 
inside her. Alien thoughts paraded through her mind in 
the moment after her impalement. Amber realized how 
much of an honor it was to have a cock inside her. She 
didn't know why, exactly, but it was. She also knew it 
was her purpose to please her Master, to use her body 
in any way necessary to do so. Yet even with these 
thoughts, Amber remembered how wrong such things were, 
that she was being raped in front of her sister and 
father. She felt anger and subservience in equal 
measure, and she could only watch as her body followed 
a path that she only wished she could resist.

The old man paused for little more than a few seconds 
to luxuriate in Amber's virgin pussy before beginning 
to thrust into the compliant young woman. Amber 
whimpered with joy as she felt him moving within her, 
affirming her value as a sex slave. She immediately set 
her attention on meeting his thrusts, to help him enjoy 
their coupling. Amber realized that her detachment from 
her body's pleasure was on purpose, so that she could 
focus entirely on her technique. She found herself 
being thankful for that, so that she could better serve 
her masters. Her own pleasure was unimportant, 
secondary to her service. Amber knew she would be 
rewarded by her own good performance. If she was a good 
partner, she would be allowed to orgasm. What was 
important was how well she pleased her master, and 
Amber set about to please her current master as best 
she could.

It wasn't long before the pair was lost in wild motion. 
Amber was returning the old man's every thrust, her 
pussy caressing him in perfect time to his movements. 
Her body was panting and moaning as well, 
inarticulately thanking him for his treatment. Inside, 
Amber was of two minds, one lamenting her cruel fate 
and the other attentively using her youthful body to 
please her partner. Amber found herself kissing instead 
of crying, moaning instead of screaming, and fucking 
instead of running. As the old man pounded into her, 
Amber regretted that she couldn't even be allowed to 
enjoy the treatment as much as her body appeared to. A 
part of her was thankful for the strange detachment, 
but Amber wished that if she had to endure being 
treated as a sex toy, that at least she could be 
allowed to enjoy it.

"Are you enjoying yourself, dear?" The old man asked as 
he continued his assault upon Amber's responsive form.

"Master, the pleasure of this body is not important. 
Are you not enjoying you're use of me, Master?"

Amber asked, almost scared that she wasn't performing 
well enough. Part of her still wanted to spit in his 
face, but the rest of her gave even more heed to her 
performance.

"Oh, my dear, you are a peach, but I think I can allow 
you to enjoy yourself today, and don't be ashamed to 
express yourself." The old man replied, fully enjoying 
his pet.

"Thank you, Master." Amber moaned as the detachment 
fell away. She basked in the wonders of sexual bliss 
for a moment before returning attention to her duties. 
Even her free mind welcomed the sensations, and allowed 
herself to enjoy her first coupling. Amber gasped with 
wonder at the first thrust she was allowed to fully 
appreciate, barely believing her body could accept 
something so large. She was lost in the feelings of 
flesh meeting flesh, her entire body nearly encased 
between the floor and this man who was using her. Her 
body was aching with need, fulfilled only in the 
joining of forms she was enjoying with her partner. 
Amber had never been prepared for something like this, 
and she couldn't believe how wonderful it was. She 
wondered idly if real fucking was like this, or if the 
pleasure she now enjoyed was simply part of her 
transformation into a sex slave. It didn't matter 
however, all that was important was thrusting into her 
now, fulfilling her new purpose in life.

Amber tried to articulate words as they continued to 
move in time, but she couldn't get out more than moans 
and gasps as she was filled and emptied over and over. 
Her entire existence was being wrapped up in the act, 
her every resource being called upon to serve her 
master or bask in the pleasure he was stoking within 
her. Amber thrust herself back against his every thrust 
in thanks and deference to her partner, he was honoring 
her and allowing her to fulfill her purpose in life. It 
was only right that she be used like this.

She knew loosing her virginity should be special, and 
Amber felt proud she had saved herself for her master, 
that he could enjoy her virgin flesh. She took pride in 
that as she was still being fucked for the first time. 
Amber had given something of herself that even Terri 
couldn't have, and she was glad that she could 
surrender that prize and happy that Terri had wasted 
her virginity instead of giving it to her Master.

Then she felt her partner's pace quickening, sparking a 
new instinct within her. Amber knew that he was coming 
close to release, a final affirmation of her 
capabilities. She fucked him in earnest now, returning 
his every motion with as much gusto as she could. It 
was her final chance to prove herself a worthy sex 
slave, and Amber could deny her own need to prove it. 
The thrusts came faster and faster, and Amber wrapped 
herself tightly around her Master in their final 
moments. Then she felt the old man stop, fully impaled 
within her, and Amber experienced her first 
insemination. She reveled in the novel sensation of her 
Master's pulsing cock and the warmth of his seed 
spreading through the depth of her recently virgin 
channel.

"Oh, Master, thank you for honoring this humble slave 
with your wondrous seed, and ridding her of her 
shameful virginity." Amber kissed him sweetly on the 
lips. Her purpose in life had been fulfilled for the 
first time. As she rested with his withering shaft 
still inside her, Amber wondered why she had never 
before realized how important it was for her to take a 
cock within her and accept it's seed. She knew it 
hadn't seemed important before but now it was her 
purpose in life. Tonight she had finally fulfilled it, 
and she was already anticipating her next fulfillment 
of purpose. Amber realized how shameful her virginity 
had been, a symbol of her selfishness. She could 
scarcely contain her shame at not having taken a 
blessed shaft within her earlier or filling the depths 
of her pussy with the wondrous seed of a man, like she 
should have. Her earlier pride at giving her master a 
virgin pussy turned to dismay at giving him an inferior 
product. She could have had her pussy trained, and thus 
given her master an even greater experience, but she 
had wrongly kept her pussy unblessed by a man's seed.

By the time the old man had pulled away from her, Amber 
was beside herself with anguish. As he rose to dress, 
she kneeled before him in full sufferance to his 
greatness and the gifts he had given her. "Oh, Master, 
please forgive this slave for not having trained 
herself before serving you, for forcing upon you a 
pussy that had never known a cock, and was not trained 
to fully please you."

The old man looked down with a clear air of surprise. 
In all his deflowerings he had never encountered this 
reaction by a conditioned girl. "That's all right, 
little one, a virgin pussy is worth far more than a 
trained one. Content yourself by serving all you 
Masters to come as well as you have served me."

Amber brightened up. Her master had affirmed her 
quality, that she had not been in error before in her 
judgement to keep her virginity. Now that she was no 
longer a virgin, Amber knew she had to train herself to 
become a wonderful toy to be used. She thought to ask 
her master, but then realized that she could learn 
these things at school, where else would one go to 
learn how to fulfill their purpose in life?

With her immediate concerns to her master resolved, 
Amber felt her senses open up and she heard the 
distinct sounds of lovemaking a few feet away. She 
turned to see Terri and their father coupling doggy 
style with great finesse. Amber took in the scene with 
a small bit of dismay and a great deal of appreciation. 
Amber was proud of her sister, their father was 
obviously enjoying the coupling, and a slave could do 
no better than serve her master well. Amber mindlessly 
cupped up the cum of her own master as she watched her 
sister fulfill her purpose. Amber hoped her father 
wouldn't be too worn out from using Terri, as Amber 
wanted to feel her father's shaft pounding into her as 
well. She didn't think it fair that Terri get to hog 
all of their father's wondrous seed, Amber wanted some 
to fill her pussy as well.

Terri was panting with lust and glowing with 
fulfillment. With the old man's suggestion, her father 
had descended upon her almost instantly after they got 
to watch Amber loose her virginity. Terri had bent over 
on her hands and knees and spread her legs without 
command, and her father mounted her with his glorious 
shaft only a moment later. Now, she was reveling in 
being used, in having her pussy filled with cock, that 
it was her father's added a strange sense of taboo and 
extra reverence. Terri was in awe that the shaft within 
her was the same that had given her life. That she 
could accept the same seed that her mother had, filled 
Terri with a sense of fulfillment greater than she had 
known from her previous couplings. She was even more 
determined to make sure her father enjoyed her form at 
its best, to thank him for giving her life.

Amber's situation had faded from Terri's mind almost 
instantly upon being entered. The shaft within her was 
more important than any outside concern. Still the 
final moment of Amber's first coupling penetrated 
Terri's sexual focus long enough for Terri to feel 
pride in her sister's ability to please a man. Terri's 
own attention then shifted back to her own busy pussy, 
and the honor being bestowed upon it.

It wasn't long before her hard word was rewarded, and 
she felt her depths filled with her father's seed. Her 
pride was bolstered again, proving her worth with every 
drop of seed resting within her. As soon as her father 
had withdrawn, Terri turned to him hugging and kissing 
him in a more daughterly way, aside from her still 
rather naked form. "Thank you for using my pussy, 
Daddy, I'm so glad you've blessed me with your seed."

Terri saw a momentary look of dismay in her father's 
expression before he turned to the old man. The Old man 
had dressed and was now making his way to the door, 
leaving Amber still panting on the floor where she had 
been used.

"Please, Mr. Jackson, don't mind me, you have you're 
orders, and until you're able to arrange an internship 
for Terri, you are free to enjoy her when her free time 
permits. Now, I'm sure you can entertain yourself for 
the evening, good night, Mr. Jackson, girls." The old 
man said and slipped out before Mark even had a chance 
to say anything more.

Mark sank back into his seat, his two scantily clad 
daughters resting at his feet, all knowing it was only 
time before their sexual drives would be fulfilled 
again. For the moment they simply rested. Mark 
recouping from Terri's wonderful treatment and knowing 
that another uncontrollable urge was coming for him to 
fuck his other daughter. Both the girls sat their still 
reveling in the seed slowly dripping from their 
pussies, proof that they were proper young women, 
fulfilling their purpose. Finally, they both knew there 
was a fight coming over who would be granted the honor 
of taking their father's shaft next.

/-=*=-\

Terri grunted shamelessly as she fucked back against 
her math teacher shaft. He'd asked her to stay behind 
after class, and promptly plunged his hard cock into 
her sopping mound as she bent over his desk. It was 
just another school day at Morningwood for Terri, she 
was still considered a new kid, and that meant both the 
blessing and curse of receiving extra attention from 
all the men and boys at the school. Terri had already 
exercised her pussy twice that morning, once in the 
halls before class with an upperclassman and later 
during chemistry class with her lab partner. The only 
comment she received was that she try to enjoy herself 
less quietly so as not to distract the other students 
while they worked.

Terri still wasn't used to the constant use she was 
getting. Certainly the sex was all encompassing, 
commanding and fulfilling more than she could have 
imagined. Yet, Terri when she had a chance to really 
reflect on her new existence found it hard to accept 
that she would simply lube up and present herself for 
fucking at the slightest whim of a passing male. She 
had taken to wearing clothes that gave ready access to 
her pussy and breasts, most skirts and blouses, so that 
her time from command to actual involvement was as 
small as possible. Terri found herself taking a 
perverse pride in being so readily available, even to 
the point of practicing how long it took for her to get 
her pussy ready to be fucked. She also found herself 
keeping track of every encounter, and reviewing them in 
her free time to better her performance. Terri knew 
she'd been conditioned to all of this behavior, knew it 
was wrong, but she was unable to stifle her new desire 
to be used or the pride she took in her performance.

Terri had also taken a prominent role in helping Amber 
become the best sex pet she could be as well. Terri 
found herself arranging sexual encounters for her 
little sister, and observing and coaching Amber from 
the side of the bed. She still didn't believe how much 
pride she felt whenever Amber took a man's seed. Terri 
did find that she could talk honestly with Amber, as 
much as their new attitudes allowed. Amber was 
acclimating much faster than Terri had, even so far as 
expressing a strange appreciation for her knew life.

Terri understood in part, as much as she couldn't admit 
it to herself or anyone else, a growing part of her 
yearned to be used as a sex toy and was grateful for 
this new existence that had been thrust upon her so 
completely.

These thoughts were far from her mind this afternoon 
however, as her entire being focused on the honor being 
bestowed upon her eager flesh. Terri moaned and 
grunted, even squealing on occasion, all sounds she 
knew her math teacher loved to hear. He didn't like 
articulate lovers, rather animalistic ones, as Terri 
had learned from other girls and in past encounters, 
and Terri was determined not to disappoint. It was her 
role in life to be the best partner she could be on 
demand. She found her fellow female classmates most 
willing to share the various kinks and fetishes of the 
faculty and male students. Terri couldn't get enough of 
the information, all learned firsthand from those 
telling, her mind absorbing every important detail for 
the eventuality of being used by that man. It was a 
oddly quiet night several weeks after her induction to 
her new life that Terri realized just how completely 
her field of study had changed from college bound young 
women to the sexual techniques of a school house sex 
toy. Her even
ings no longer filled with writing long essays or doing 
algebra, rather she spent them either practicing love 
making first hand or reviewing previous encounters and 
plotting those to come.

It was only on a few quiet lonely nights that Terri had 
the fortune to clear her mind of the new drives planted 
within her. In those fleeting moments she didn't know 
whether to laugh or cry. Terri realized what she had 
become, even that she enjoyed it to increasing degrees. 
In part she wanted to surrender to this new fate, it 
wasn't that bad in many ways, and so nearly all 
consuming that only on the rarest occasion could she 
really reflect on this knew life rather than be awash 
in it's effects. Terri wasn't ready for that however, 
and deep down a fear still brewed about her fate over 
the long term. Her father had arranged an internship 
for her, as he had been ordered. That left Terri with 
an impending reality where she would be the instrument 
of destruction for an innocent, perhaps even the one 
person who could save her. It was that thought that 
kept Terri from giving in to the pleasure and 
artificial pride that swelled within her as she lived 
her new life. In surrender, she would never find 
freedom, and perhaps she still had a chance for that.

This was not the moment for freedom however, with her 
twisted set of priorities if she was given the choice 
of freedom or taking the seed from the cock moving 
within her, Terri wouldn't think twice about taking her 
Math teacher's seed. He was honoring her, affirming her 
worth, and she would unable to insult him at this 
moment, by refusing to accept his offering inside her. 
Terri was in fact doing everything in her power to make 
this encounter one that her partner would not soon 
forget. She had been given considerable opportunities 
to practice her technique, and she reveled in every 
opportunity to prove she could learn from each 
encounter. Terri even toyed with her old values, using 
them as a strange form of passion booster by imagining 
just how lewd a scene she was making and how 
inconceivable such an encounter had been for her just 
months ago. Terri giggled at the notion, knowing that 
the old Terri would never be bent over a school desk 
with her blouse open and her skirt flipped over her 
waist and being fucked willingly and completely by her 
teacher. She quivered at the notion, even feeling a 
twinge of regret that she never had this kind of an 
opportunity to be used by her former teachers. Still, 
it was this teacher, and his thrusting shaft that drew 
her in now. It was her reason for being after all.

Finally, Terri felt her partner begin his final frantic 
motions, spurring her own course to sexual release.

This man preferred to bring his partner to orgasm right 
before he came, and Terri was not about to disappoint 
him. She melted her inner detachment, which allowed her 
to focus on her technique and method, allowing the 
flood of sexual energy to consume her. It took only a 
few more thrusts to complete her ascendance, and Terri 
let out a scream of release. Her inner flames flared 
with wondrous intensity, and Terri quaked with 
pleasure. The final affirmation of her performance 
followed a moment later as she felt the now familiar 
sensation of her pussy depths filling with the warmth 
of her partner’s seed. Terri beamed with joy at her 
accomplishment, though she knew her work wasn't quite 
finished yet.

This man liked to use his women and then resume his 
other business promptly and Terri didn't want to slow 
him down. She gasped as he pulled out of her, and she 
quickly turned around and gave him a quick peck on the 
cheek in thanks for honoring her pussy with his seed. 
With that done, Terri strolled merrily out of the 
classroom, content with another job well done. She 
still had another class to get to, and she cupped her 
mound as she walked over to her next class, being 
certain to catch every drop of her latest lover's seed 
as it dripped out of her. Terri still found it strange 
that she was so obsessed with not letting a single drop 
go or her need to lick the salty mix of juices from her 
hands. Regardless, she couldn't resist the need to do 
so.

Terri continued to lap up the evidence of her recent 
coupling as she entered her English class. Like any 
other class, several of the boys were making good use 
of their willing female classmates, though all were 
careful not to be too noisy. No one even took much 
notice as Terri walked into the classroom with her 
breasts still jiggling naked out of her open blouse and 
her hand still catching her pussy juices from her 
latest encounter. It was at such awe striking moments 
that Terri could punch through the veil of her 
conditioning and realize just how warped her world had 
become when no one even cared take a second glance at 
such a lewd display as she was making. She couldn't 
help but feel disappointed, surely she would have 
sparked many a wet dream doing this in her old life, 
but here it was all too common. Even so, she hoped that 
her recently used state wouldn't turn away any 
interested parties as she was already anxious to have 
her body ran through its paces again, just like any 
good sex toy would want.

It was only a moment before she felt a familiar tap at 
her shoulder and she turned around to the smiling face 
of the boy sitting behind her. There wasn't any 
question what he wanted and she relaxed and let him 
move her into position, pushing aside her chair and 
leaning over her desk. Terri happily pulled up her 
skirt and spread her legs for him, as her pussy built 
back up to a fully ready state, aching to be filled.

The boy didn't make her wait long, dropping his pants 
and bringing his ready shaft to her entrance with 
casual speed. Terri moaned thankfully as he pushed into 
her a moment later and quickly built up a rhythm in her 
warm and eager depths. She squeaked and grunted happily 
as she received another wonder fuck, grateful that her 
body could be used again so soon.

"Ms. Jackson, please service your lover more quietly, 
other students are trying to learn. And be sure that 
you're pulsing your pussy well dear, you know how much 
Erin likes that."

the Teacher scolded after an especially loud squeak 
from Terri.

"Sorry, Mrs. Borrow," Terri replied. Stifling her wish 
to vocally express the pleasure she was receiving.

Terri took note of her teacher’s advice as well, being 
sure to use her pussy just like her partner preferred.

With that she turned inward and enjoyed herself, and 
looked forward to another pleasurable school day.

"Eat up, Terri, we both know you won't have another 
good meal until you get to DC." Mark said as Terri 
toyed with her plate of bacon and eggs. Such 
extravagant breakfasts weren't common in the Jackson 
household, but this was a special occasion of a sort. 
Terri would be off to her DC and her internship with 
Senator Summers.

"I'm just nervous, Daddy." Terri said. She forced 
another bite of egg white down her throat. She was 
nervous too, in considerably more ways than she thought 
possible. She was being sent to intern with Senator 
Summers so she could subvert him, transform him into a 
willing aid to the Council, the administrators she had 
served at the school so many weeks ago. Terri lamented 
that fact, knowing that he was perhaps the last hope of 
freedom for her and her family. Still, another level of 
conditioning induced concerns bombarded her as well.

"There's nothing to worry about, Honey, you're sexual 
technique has been improving tremendously in the last 
few months. Rob, will love sinking his cock into you're 
well trained little pussy as much as I have. Besides, 
you'll be getting some special training once you get to 
DC as well, just in case we missed anything." Mark 
reassured his daughter.

Terri smiled at that. "Yeah, you sure seamed to enjoy 
me last night. I thought you'd never go soft, I'm just 
glad Amber decided to join in so I could get some 
rest."

The last evening had been a full-blown orgy, a going 
away present of a sort. Her classmates and teachers had 
came first, and Terri had spent several hours servicing 
all her favorite partners from school. Some other girls 
were there as well, to entertain the guests while they 
waited to properly wish Terri a bon voyage.

After the official celebration had ended, Terri cleaned 
herself up and joined her father. It would likely be 
several months before she'd be able to serve him again, 
and Terri wanted to leave him looking forward to her 
return. Father and daughter coupled incessantly for 
several hours, before Amber dutifully arrived to finish 
off their father and allow Terri a few hours sleep 
before setting off on her trip.

"Well, you've become quite the stimulating sexpot 
there, Terri. Just being around you is enough to give a 
man a week long erection." Mark said. His eyes tracing 
over his daughter nearly naked flesh. Terri had taken 
to wearing sexy lingerie as standard nightclothes, so 
that she could be ready to entertain a partner at any 
time. Mark had certainly made use of this fact many 
times since his own conversion. His own previous 
aversion to admiring his daughter’s luscious young 
bodies had been destroyed. Now Mark couldn't satisfy 
his appetite for his daughters, and made a point of 
helping educate them on how to best arouse a man and 
make good use of their feminine charms.

"Oh, Daddy, that's sweet." Terri giggled, blushing 
slightly. A sliver of embarrassment still penetrated 
the veil of her condition at times like this. Her near 
nudity didn't concern her anymore, in truth she 
appreciated the way her father learned at her displayed 
charms. This morning she was wearing a full-length 
nightie that was nearly translucent save the ruffled 
edges of the plunging neckline and the sleeves. Terri 
happily thrust out her pert little breasts for her 
father's attentive eyes, it would be the last chance 
for him to appreciate their gentle curves and her 
crinkled pink nipples. The notion that disturbed her 
was that she truly did find her fathers appreciation 
for her new sexual abilities to be sweet.

Still, it was only a fleeting thought, soon replaced by 
her new way of thinking.

"Would you like to use me one last time, Daddy? It'll 
be months before you'll get another chance to use this 
tight little pussy and I would love to have you're big 
hard cock inside me one last time before I go."

Terri offered. She smiled up and her father warmly as 
she stood up and hiked up her nightie to expose her 
ready pussy. Terri had nearly perfected her ability to 
wet herself on demand, and she really did want to get a 
good bye ride from her father.

Mark went up behind her and ran a single finger between 
Terri's slickened pussy lips. He beamed with pride, his 
daughter had trained herself well in how to serve a 
man. Terri whimpered and giggled as she felt her 
father's finger split her tender nether lips.

"I'm sorry, Terri, but you've got a flight to catch, 
and you can't be late. Now finish you're breakfast and 
get dressed." Mark replied. He really did want to have 
a final round with his lovely daughter, but there 
simply wasn't time to do it properly, and he preferred 
to remember their casual lovemaking of the night before 
to a more hurried coupling before she rushed out the 
door. "Okay, Daddy, but maybe you should have Amber 
look after that cock of yours. It's just not proper for 
an erect cock to go unserved you know." Terri replied, 
hating to see her father tortured by not having his 
erection serviced. She quickly finished her breakfast 
so she could summon Amber to take care of it.

Her father only smiled at that, and allowed her to go 
on her way in silence. Terri, rushed upstairs and sent 
Amber down, then went over to her own room to dress. 
Her clothes had been carefully selected for this trip. 
Rather than the open and revealing outfits Terri had 
embraced in her new life, she would have to wear 
clothes that wouldn't have her stand out as the little 
sex slave she'd become. Terri didn't like it though, 
she knew these were the very same clothes she had been 
wearing only months before when she came to 
Morningwood, but that didn't help. She still got by 
with a skirt, but she was being forced to put on a high 
collar shirt, bra and panties. Terri knew that this was 
so she could blend in, but she also knew that it would 
mute the display of her charms and ready access to her 
body. Her entire self worth had been wrapped up in her 
existence as a sexual object, to be enjoyed in every 
way possible, and now she was being asked to behave 
like her old self would have. Terri realized she should 
be happy about being able to be fully dressed again, 
but couldn't help lament the fact that she wouldn't be 
able to flash her pussy or ample cleavage at passing 
men.

She didn't take long to finish dressing, and promptly 
hopped down the stairs. Amber was dutifully sucking 
their father's hardened member, and Terri knew that 
they'd be humping like rabbits as soon as she was gone.

As Terri made her way to the door, Amber pulled away 
from their father, quickly licking her lips and then 
turned to Terri. Amber was dressed in revealing 
lingerie as Terri had been, this morning it was a baby 
doll outfit like she had worn on her initiation into 
her new life. Terri smiled at the alluring figure her 
little sister presented, proud that Amber had developed 
into a fine sex toy. Terri noticed that Amber was 
beaming with arousal as well, her distinctive musk 
filled the air and her cute little nipple poked out at 
the sheer fabric of her top. Terri put down her bags 
and ran over to embrace her darling sibling. Their lips 
joined a moment later in an unsisterly intimacy, their 
lithe forms grinding into each other. Both sisters had 
grown incredibly close since they had become sex toys, 
even to sharing a bed at night. Often they cuddled 
against each other over night, but at times they found 
themselves locked in passion as lovers.

As they kissed, Terri sent a hand to cup Amber's ass 
and then between her legs. As usual, Amber was wearing 
crotchless panties and Terri didn't have any 
obstruction to slip her index finger deep into her 
sister's pussy. Amber reflexively squeezed down on the 
invader, and Terri moved it in and out a few times.

"I certify this a Grade A pussy. Now Amber, you'd 
better keep up with your lessons because I don't want 
to come back and say that this isn't a Grade A pussy." 
Terri smiled. It was a little routine they now went 
through, an affirmation of their sisterly bond, and 
their mutual desire to fulfill their reason for being. 
It was a tradition they'd established only a few days 
into Amber's training when one of her partners asked 
how good she was. Terri proceeded to quickly sink a 
finger into Amber's seething pussy and promptly 
certified it 'Grade A'. Since then it had became a 
habit, another reminder of their new reality.

"I won't let you down, Terri, and I'm sure Daddy will 
help keep me purring like a kitten." Amber smiled.

She hugged Terri once more as the finger slowly exited 
her aroused flesh. She fought to hold back a tear as 
realization sunk in that Terri was going away, even if 
just for a while. Their new life was beyond their 
control, but until now, they had all still been a 
family and no matter what was said, there wasn't any 
guarantees that Terri would return from her outing, or 
that she wouldn't be changed further in the process.

Mark reached down and hugged Terri and Amber. He knew 
it wouldn't be the same with Terri gone, and he shared 
Amber's fears as well. There wasn't anything he could 
do though, except hope for the best. Mark had tried to 
fight his conditioning at first, but he hadn't been 
able to escape before the local authorities had found 
him and suppressed his ability to resist below an even 
stronger layer of conditioning.

A knock at the door interrupted this tender moment and 
Terri reluctantly pulled herself away to answer it.

She opened the door to find a rather unassuming young 
man looking back at her.

"Hello, Ms. Jackson, my name is Gregory and I'll be 
escorting you and taking charge of your continued 
training for your internship. Please, follow me." 
Gregory stole a brief look at the family he was 
breaking up. He silently appreciated Amber's lovely 
young form as she took up position to be taken doggy 
style. He also took in Terri's shapely curves as she 
strutted out the door and off to his waiting car. 
Gregory certainly didn't regret this assignment, and he 
looked forward to his training sessions with his latest 
charge. He paused only a moment longer to watch the 
expression of joy and wonder flash over Amber's face as 
she felt her nether lips parted and her father's hard 
shaft fill her. Gregory shut the door on the couple, 
savoring the moans and grunts of the incestuous pair.

Terri was already sitting in the car by the time 
Gregory had made it back to the curb. He didn't waist 
any time getting under way, and the pair was soon on 
their way to the airport.

"Are you ready for you're new job, Terri?" Gregory 
asked, he wanted to bask in the subservient Terri for a 
moment.

"I don't know, Master. I'm still a new sex toy, and I 
haven't been able to practice too much. I'm just glad 
to have you to teach me, Master. I can barely wait for 
you to help me improve my techniques so that I can use 
my every hole for a man's pleasure. I still need more 
training on anal and oral sex, Master, since most men 
prefer my pussy." Terri replied. She cringed inside as 
she waited for his reply. She was concerned about her 
sexual training, especially the areas that she hadn't 
covered very well. Terri was also finding it hard to 
keep herself from wetting her panties. She'd already 
been aroused this morning and she hadn't been used yet 
to take the edge off her standard arousal.

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of time to fix that. 
Now, please open the glove compartment and put on the 
headset you find there." Gregory ordered. He knew what 
was about to be done to Terri, he regretted not having 
to time to fully enjoy her currently subservient state 
of mind, but there was too little time.

"Oh, Master, what am I going to be changed to now?" 
Terri asked, her voice brimming with excitement.

She didn't know it but part of her conditioning was a 
desire to be reprogrammed if ordered to. It didn't 
change the reality of her feelings though, and she 
eagerly put the headset on.

"You'll see, Terri, now please begin." Gregory ordered. 
He was gratified to hear Terri moan in pleasure a 
moment later as her mind was slowly being turned to a 
compliant mush so it could be reshaped again in the 
image that would be needed for her current task. She 
would still be in her post programming haze until 
they'd reach the DC apartment and could begin her 
mission. Gregory wished once more that he could enjoy 
her as she now was, but he'd have his chance to use her 
lovely little form soon enough and he contented himself 
with that.


PART IV


A cool air-conditioned breeze dancing over her naked 
flesh woke Terri up the next morning. Her mind quickly 
flashed back to the day before, and was surprised that 
Gregory hadn't taken advantage of her as she shuffled 
around in her post conditioning state. It took her only 
another moment to realize that she was thinking clearly 
again. She tested herself, thinking of Gregory, and was 
pleasantly surprised to find that no thoughts of 
subservience or sexual preparation filled her mind. 
Satisfied with that she pulled herself out of bed and 
strolled over to the bathroom. Terri showered and put 
on a robe that was left hanging inside of the bathroom 
door.

"Ah, I'm glad to see you finally decided to get up. 
Feel free to have breakfast and then we'll begin."

Gregory greeted. He was sitting on a couch in the 
living room, smiling at the alluring form of his charge 
in the form-fitting robe.

Terri nodded timidly at him and proceeded over to the 
kitchen and poured a bowl of cereal and a glass of 
juice for herself. She had already been given a tour of 
her new home last night, and she remembered it fully. 
She looked over to her apparent keeper as she ate. "So 
what's you're nasty plan for me now?"

Gregory flinched at her tone, he had expected it 
though. Every one of his other charges was the same 
way.

He regretted that he wasn't even allowed to keep one 
fully subservient girl with him, just to shield him 
from all of the feminine griping he had to endure in 
the course of his work.

"Well, Terri, I think you're fully aware of you're 
role."

"Yeah, I'm supposed to help you bastdards convert some 
senator that's trying to stop you're depraved 
organization." Terri spat out. She was finding her 
venting most rewarding. She'd been forced to endure a 
lot over the last few months, even if she'd been warped 
into accepting it. Now that she was thinking and 
speaking freely again, she was more than happy to let 
her keeper know just how displeased she was.

"Good enough, though being too negative could force me 
to recommend harsher treatment when you finish your 
current task." Gregory replied. He was in control here, 
even if it was necessary for Terri to have her full 
faculties at the ready. Gregory was more than willing 
to do just as he threatened.

"So what, you'll turn me back into a little sex toy?" 
Terri scoffed.

"There are worse fates then that, surely I don't have 
to enlighten you. Suffice to say, if you resist to 
strongly, or compromise this mission, you will find 
yourself in a fate worse than being a willing sex 
slave, Terri. Now, please finish your meal so we can 
get to work." Gregory finished. The worst fear was 
always those conjured in the mind of the victim. If 
Terri was sufficiently creative, her own fears would be 
enough to control her, and if not Gregory would have 
plenty of examples to fill in for her imagination. She 
wouldn't be the first of the Council's servants to be 
punished.

Terri decided to turn her attention back to her 
breakfast with that rebuke. She did understand her 
position.

She hadn't been placed here randomly and her 
controllers wouldn't just let her go. Terri even 
expected that there were limits on her behavior and 
likely even compulsions as well, even if she wasn't 
aware of them yet. For now, she didn't figure it was 
her best choice to lash out too much. There was still a 
glimmer of hope in the immediate future, and only by 
getting her keeper to let down his guard would she have 
any chance to escape.

Terri finished her breakfast and Gregory motioned her 
out to the living area. "Please disrobe and lean over 
the table here, Terri. Prepare your pussy as well."

Terri moved into position before she even realized what 
she had been ordered to do. She cringed a bit as she 
flattened her breasts on the cool glass surface of the 
coffee table. Her pussy responded a moment later as 
well, prepping itself for use.

"Are you looking for a little doggy sex in the morning, 
asshole, maybe you want me to bark for you too like a 
good little pet." Terri commented sarcastically as she 
looked over to her keeper. Even as the venom dripped 
from her tongue her continued obedience to orders sunk 
in as well. Terri realized that she may be free of mind 
for the purposes of her task, but she was no less the 
slave of these monsters.

"Sorry, my dear, but as much as I will enjoy fully 
exploring your lovely body, I have other tasks I must 
attend to, and other charges that must be looked in 
on." Gregory ran a casual hand over Terri's exposed 
lower back and over her nicely shaped rear. "Actually, 
I'm going to outfit you with your new training 
supplies, since you won't be as well tended to as you 
were in Morningwood. Please present your ass and pussy 
for entry, Terri."

"And just what's that supposed to mean?" Terri asked as 
she shifted her rear, arching her back and spreading 
her ass cheeks. Terri also began to relax her sphincter 
for entry. Her anger seethed within her at every 
compliant act. Terri tried to fight it, but her body 
seemed to have a mind of it's own, one that listened 
only to Gregory. She knew she was ready for sex too, 
her body was fully aroused, and her pussy dripped in 
anticipation of being split wide.

"Well, my dear little pet, you still have many things 
to learn as you were telling me yourself on the trip 
here. I'm just here to help you fulfill you potential." 
Gregory said.

A moment later, Terri felt something probing her pussy 
gates. Instinctively she arched her back further and 
wiggled her hips till she was able to lodge the tip of 
the probe within her. An agonized moan of pleasure 
passed her lips a moment later as her pussy was impaled 
on the device.

"Bastard! Get that thing out of me!" Terri screamed a 
moment later, trying to compensate for the feelings of 
fulfillment and completion hammering away at her 
senses. The old drives were still there, she realized, 
barely concealed below the surface, requiring only her 
own arousal to be brought back. Even as she screamed at 
her keeper, her pussy was merrily massaging the device 
within her, her hips quaking ever so slightly in a 
motion designed to stimulate a cock while resting 
inside her.

Gregory pulled the device back and was gratified to 
feel Terri try to follow as it slowly excited her 
steaming interior. He then pumped the probe into her 
aching loins, prompting more moans and gasps of sexual 
excitement from his charge. "Now, Terri, I think though 
protest to much. Those are the sounds of a woman fully 
enjoying the pleasures of the flesh."

"Uh, bastard! I, uh, didn't want to be turned, uh, into 
a, whore, uh." Terri panted with every filling trust of 
the offending device. It truly did feel wonderful. Part 
of her even enjoyed it, but the humiliation was total 
as well. Here she was acting like a bitch in heat all 
at the command of the slimy man standing behind her, 
and there wasn't anything she could do aside from 
giving her keeper a tongue-lashing.

Terri gasped again a moment later when Gregory withdrew 
the device fully from her pussy and traced up her inner 
crevice to the puckered whole above. Terri realized 
what was going to happen only a moment before she felt 
her muscles fully relax and the device slid deeply into 
her bowels. A grunt of discomfort flew out of her as 
the device rested within her. Terri truly hadn't been 
used much analy, and even in her previously subservient 
state of mind she hadn't found it to be a very alluring 
prospect.

Before Terri could stage another protest, she felt 
another probe slide into her still dripping pussy. This 
one vibrated slightly, just enough to keep her mentally 
off balance as she tried to fight off the wonderfully 
pleasant feelings coming from her quivering pussy.

"I hope you don't mind, Terri but I really don't have 
time for extended conversation on your position in the 
universe. Perhaps later we can discuss it, now please 
open your mouth wide." Gregory commented as he slid in 
front of her.

Terri looked up to see a dildo like device in his hand. 
"Ooh, and now you're really going to shut me up huh?"

Gregory didn't pause for a reply, instead he drove the 
phallus into Terri's waiting mouth and down her throat. 
She'd had some practice doing this before, so he knew 
she'd be able to handle herself. She looked up at him 
with a look of utter contempt even as he could see her 
suck dutifully on the dildo and her tongue dart over 
its surface.

"Don't worry, Terri, this is just an outfitting 
session. Just relax and enjoy."

Terri wondered what he meant for a moment before she 
felt a strange sensation of being even more filled came 
from between her legs. Her pussy cried out in a mix of 
ecstasy and wonder as she felt the device within her 
expand to mammoth proportions. The phallus seemed to 
grow without end, penetrating to the furthest depths of 
her pussy, where most of her partners never reached, 
and its width grew as well. Terri felt she was going to 
explode as the device seemed to stretch the walls of 
her tender tunnel to there limit.

Her mind focused on relaxing her channel as much as 
possible, a necessity that she couldn't explain, only 
one she had to comply with.

Terri grunted a moment later with a similar sensation 
in her ass. The shaft in her mouth seemed to expand as 
well. Soon Terri was moaning like a stuffed pig, with 
all of her holes filled to nearly beyond capacity.

She looked up to her keeper with a look of pure need, 
pleading with him, though even she wasn't sure just 
what she wanted. Release from this torment to be 
certain, but there were many different paths for that 
release, and Terri was beyond deciding which path to 
take.

"I'm sorry for any discomfort, but this is necessary to 
calibrate your training. The devices that are so 
carefully exploring your dimensions will help me 
determine just what additional work you need. I realize 
you'll be sore for a few days, but don't worry, with a 
little hard work you'll be able accept even larger 
cocks in the future." Gregory took a seat in front of 
his moaning charge. "While we're waiting for the probes 
to finish, I'll go outline your training. We don't know 
much about the senator personally, he's been very good 
about keeping his private life private. He's single and 
unmarried, we also haven't been able to locate any past 
lovers, which is part of the reason for you're 
extensive training. What records we do have, suggests 
that he likes younger women, though we realize you may 
be a bit too young for his tastes outright, but the 
rest of your profile matches with our records 
perfectly. Most of your mission has already been 
conditioned into you, so there's no need to worry about 
it, but your phy
sical condition requires more attention. Since we don't 
know the senator’s dimensions, you need to be ready to 
take all sizes with skill. You will need to be tight 
and capable for even the smallest cocks, and we'll be 
sure you're ready. As you've already noticed the 
devices within you can change their size, they also 
have sophisticated sensors to track every bit of 
pressure applied to its surface. After each session 
you're technique and general quality will be analyzed 
and your next session will be programmed in to respond 
to any deficiencies. We've also provided a laptop for 
you so you can see in real time just how your technique 
is progressing."

Gregory stood up and pulled another device around so 
Terri could see it. It was a strange skeletal structure 
with several arms. "This is the ultimate in sexual 
training devices. It is an artificial partner, linked 
to both the computer and the penetrating devices. It 
also has many other sophisticated sensors to gauge 
other aspects of your performance. It has optical and 
voice recognition sensors so it can act autonomously 
and under direction. This little toy will help you tone 
your lovely little form into a perfect sex machine."

Terri looked up in both horror and wonder at the device 
before her. She was still fully involved with the other 
devices still splitting her open. Terri could hardly 
believe her life had come to this. Tears began to slide 
down her face as she looked into the face of her 
tormentor. He let her sob as she was making her latest 
steps down the path of complete enslavement.

/-=*=-\

The next several days were spent in a near haze for 
Terri. Every moment of the day at least one of her 
holes were filled. By the end of the third day it had 
almost became routine to be walking around the 
apartment with a dildo pulsing away inside her pussy or 
ass. She hadn't seen Gregory since the first day.

He'd taken a few notes on the readings the nearly 
splitting experiment he'd done and then set off to take 
care of other business.

Perhaps the oddest thing in her new days were her 
meetings with the machine. It was an insatiable lover, 
calling on Terri hour after hour to practice. The 
device was an almost living mockery of science fiction 
robots in its behavior to it's subject.

"Slave Terri, please assume missionary position on 
living room carpet and prepare for vaginal training."

The robot crackled. Its voice was deep and masculine 
with only a slight edge of its speech synthesizer being 
audible.

Terri obeyed as quickly as she could. She followed its 
orders as dutifully as from any man, even though 
mentally she still rebelled at the thought of 
essentially making love to a robot. Terri quickly 
assumed the proscribed position, arousing herself and 
spreading her legs. She watched as the robot rolled 
between her legs and pulled out a dildo tipped arm and 
pointing it towards her waiting pussy lips.

"Can't get enough of me can you, you rusting piece of 
junk." Terri spat as her body finished its preparations 
for use.

"Slave Terri, please assume proper dialog for sexual 
encounters." The robot buzzed.

"Yes, Master, please forgive me." Terri pouted. Inside 
she still yearned to tear the wire framed training 
device limb from limb even as her hips lifted to meet 
its probing phallus. Being used by dozens of men had 
been bad enough but this was even worse. Terri had 
begun to feel like nothing more than sexual toy 
herself, beyond the implanted feelings. At times like 
this she felt like a machine being tuned up, not even 
important enough to be given human attention.

"Please enjoy this slave, Master." Terri moaned as the 
tip of the robot's dildo parted her outer lips. She 
began to feel her consciousness slip away, replaced by 
a combination of lust and concentration. Free thoughts 
impeded proper performance, and she had been well 
conditioned to seek optimal performance. A part of her 
always managed to stay latched just barely outside the 
inner storms of servitude and arousal, and truly 
appreciate that she was making passionate love to a 
robot. It was the hardest part of her new training, and 
something that she couldn't really accept.

"Ohh, God." Terri gasped as she felt the thick shaft 
fill her now eager pussy. Her earlier training at 
Morningwood was not lost, though she had to admit that 
she was allowed to enjoy more of the sensations 
generated in her liaisons now. Terri immediately 
concentrated on the shaft within her, caressing it with 
her inner folds and slightly bucking her hips. The 
robot was giving her a large size for training this 
time, filling her to the depths of her channel and just 
wide enough to be stretch her comfortable.

"Fuck me, Master, use me like the whore I am." Terri 
cried out, her pleas answered a moment later with a 
precise fucking motion from the shaft within her. Terri 
didn't miss a beat, being sure to return every thrust 
fully and dutifully, welcoming every slap of the 
artificial balls below her pussy's entrance. Her entire 
body was alight with arousal, and enjoying the feeling 
of the hard dildo moving within her.

"Oh, Master, thank you, thank you for filling me with 
your wonderful cock. I love being your slave, Master, 
thank you for letting me be your whore." She moaned as 
the cadence continued. Today, her language was set to 
submissive. Terri found it laughable in a twisted sort 
of way, the past two days had given her the opportunity 
to be both dominant and partner to her robot lover, at 
least that's what it sounded like.

Suddenly the shaft within her stopped moving and 
withdrew. Terri panted for a few moments as the fog of 
arousal abated slightly. She knew the session wasn't 
over. Unlike men, this robot didn't tire, and it would 
continue until it deemed the lesson complete and not 
before.

"Slave, on your hands and knees like the bitch you 
are." The robot hummed.

Terri dutifully complied, wasting no time repositioning 
herself and arching her back for entry. "Yes, Master, 
I'm you're bitch. Fuck your bitch, Master, user her 
like the animal she it." Terri cried. A small part of 
her flinched at moments like this knowing just how 
completely she had fallen. Still, her aroused flesh was 
not easy to tame, and Terri eagerly pushed back against 
the plunging phallus. Her entire body rocked with 
passion as dildo sank into her. The machine started 
thrusting into her and Terri respond in kind, soon her 
entire body was rocking back and forth in time with the 
pumping shaft while her breasts bounced freely beneath 
her.

"Ride me, Master, ride your bitch hard." Terri screamed 
as the tempo increased. Her pants and moans where 
quickly replaced by whimpers and whines. She was a 
bitch after all, an animal in heat. Her formerly 
articulate coaxing turned to barks and growls of 
appreciation for the plunging shaft. Terri had done 
this before, at the behest of several other partners. 
In her old state, she'd enjoyed it, knowing how much 
her partners liked her to act like a wild animal. Now 
all she could feel was embarrassment and shame as she 
behaved like a hopeless slut for her robotic partner.

Terri continued like this for some time, occasionally 
changing position and behavior at the behest of her 
mechanical trainer. Every thrust stoked her passion 
further and it wasn't long before even her few free 
thoughts were focused, even yearning for the next 
filling motion of her partners shaft. The fact that her 
partner was no more than a tool of her keepers melted 
away to her bodies needs. The shaft moving within her 
was all that mattered, no matter what it was attached 
to.

By the end, Terri was on her back again, panting and 
crying with joy as her pussy continued to practice its 
technique on the plunging dildo. She felt its pace 
quicken, mimicking the behavior of a human lover, and 
Terri brought her full attention to its final thrusts. 
Her entire body ached for release as she thrust back 
against the plunging shaft. Everything focused on the 
enter and retreat within her aching depths, each time 
pushing Terri's writhing flesh one step closer to 
release.

Terri cried out with the final plunge into her depths, 
her pussy squeezing down on the dildo within her as she 
felt it pulse against her tender interior. The familiar 
sensation of her depths filling with a man's seeds 
spurred her final release. Terri laid there on her 
back, quivering and moaning with pure bliss, her naked 
flesh sheening with sweat. The familiar rush of 
fulfillment flooded Terri's being. Rationally she knew 
just what her partner was, but her conditioned mind 
didn't care about reality. Terri luxuriated in the 
feeling of warmth in the depths of her pussy, evidence 
that she had succeeded in fulfilling her purpose of 
receiving a man's seed. As her orgasm receded, her 
inner pride took center stage as she sat up. Terri 
beamed with a sense of accomplishment as she lapped up 
the remains of her lovemaking. She knew it was a semen 
substitute used by the robot for realism, but it didn't 
matter. To Terri it was a man's seed, and the fact that 
it was running out of her pussy was a sign of 
fulfilling her ultimate purpose.

"Thank you for honoring your humble slave, Master. I 
eagerly await your next use of my body." Terri chimed, 
completing her session with the robot trainer.

"Good, Slave Terri, I will analyze your performance for 
our next session." The robot hummed and then drove off 
into its corner.

"Bastards!" Terri yelled out to no one in particular as 
she recovered mentally. She didn't know how much more 
of this she could take before going stir crazy. It was 
only the glimmer of hope that Senator Summers provided 
that kept her from completely surrendering, from 
completely giving in to her fate. Terri knew if she 
failed, all was lost, both for herself and her family, 
and that the rest of her life would be spent as a 
sexual puppet.

/-=*=-\

"Good morning, Ms. Jackson, the senator is ready to see 
you. Please follow me." An office aid directed Terri 
towards the door to Senator Summers' private office.

Terri braced her self for her first meeting. Here was 
the man she was to convert or the man who could free 
her. She didn't know what to expect for a man that had 
an organization capable of fully enslaving anyone 
trembling with fear. Terri had gotten up this morning 
as energetically as she had been in a long time, 
anticipating this very meeting. Her outfit was fairly 
conservative, if flattering, nothing more than a full 
length skirt and a simple long sleeved blouse, though 
every contour had been carefully tailored to exemplify 
her youthful frame. On her way to the office, Terri 
noticed several men give her a healthy looking over and 
she found herself appreciating their attention, even to 
the point of taking on a very sexy walk down the 
streets and corridors. It was a near instinctual 
behavior now, even as she tried to stop herself, it 
required her complete concentration not to strut her 
stuff. Terri knew why she behaved that way, though, the 
good senator had apparently appreciated women who 
weren't afraid to f
launt their sex appeal, and thus Terri found herself 
doing such things.

The aid opened the door and Terri casually strutted 
into the office, and looked into the eyes of her 
target.

Instantly her heart melted, Senator Summers was the 
perfect man, everything she had ever wanted. Terri 
turned his every flaw into a virtue, from his slightly 
balding brown hair to his need for a few hours at the 
gym, all elements of his wonderful essence. For a 
moment she just stood there taking in the awesome 
presence of the senator, wishing she could spread give 
herself to him right then.

"Good morning, Terri. Are you alright?" Rob asked as he 
looked over his new intern. He'd been more than a 
little concerned about her after Mark had arranged the 
internship. Rob didn't know what was up, but he just 
had a strange feeling about the whole deal, though most 
of his concerns left him as he took his own 
appreciation of his stunning new intern. He could 
scarcely believe she was just out of high school, given 
how old she looked and the way she carried herself.

"Yes, Mr. Summers, I'm just still getting used to all 
this. I didn't really know what to expect. Thanks for 
letting me intern with you, I'm ready to help you any 
way I can." Terri beamed, careful not to let her tone 
sound too promiscuous, while still leaving a suggestive 
undertone. In her past encounters, there had never been 
any real banter, or gamesmanship in her encounters, 
she'd simply hiked up or dropped her skirt and then 
fucked like a rabbit until her partner finished. This 
was a different game, one that she didn't really know, 
but anticipated that her conditioning had accounted 
for.

"I'm glad I could help you, Terri. I was a little 
surprised when your father asked for this favor though.

How is the old man doing?" Rob asked, trying to place 
the girl in front of him. He always had a knack for 
figuring people out quickly, what they wanted and what 
they'd do to get it. His instincts were flaring, as 
well with this young lady, telling him something that 
he didn't really believe quite yet. Rob considered the 
possibility that she was interested in him personally, 
it was just something in her look and manner that set 
him off. He didn't know what to do about it, though he 
acknowledged the idea had more than a little allure.

"Oh, Dad's enjoying his new position. It's very 
relaxing for him and its done wonders for his 
relationship with my sister and I. He hardly spends an 
evening out of the house anymore." Terri smiled. She 
giggled a bit inside at her memories of those nights 
spent at home with her father, and sometimes other men 
or boys as well. Terri idly wondered just how much fun 
Rob would be in bed. That thought caught her conscious 
mind, settling her wonder about her conditioning. Her 
hope in finding salvation from the senator was perhaps 
more wishful thinking than she had hoped.

"I'm glad to hear it. Mrs. Andrews here will help get 
you to work, and she'll answer any questions you may 
have. If you need to talk to me please let her know and 
I'll squeeze you in a soon as possible. Okay?" Rob 
answered. There was definitely something odd about this 
girl, he thought and he was going to have to find out 
what that was. He had his suspicions and he certainly 
wasn't going to act on them yet. Too many strange 
things had been happening to tip his hand now.

"That's great, Mr. Summers." Terri chimed. Something in 
his voice told her that he was into her, and Terri was 
glowing at the prospect. She could hardly wait to 
seduce him and let him have his way with her.

"Good, and please call me Rob. If it's alright with you 
I'd like to have lunch on Friday so I can catch up on 
how your old man is doing and just what I can do for 
you while you're here." Rob said.

"Thanks, Rob, I'd love to. I'll see you then." Terri 
said as she strutted out of the office. She barely 
contained her anticipation for that meeting, and the 
potential it provided.

As Terri passed the secretary's desk, she heard Rob 
speak. "Please reschedule my Friday afternoon 
appointments, Mrs. Andrews, I'll need to meet with Mr. 
Smith and reserve me a table at the Fair Weather Club 
for Friday lunch."

Terri smiled at that, not only was she getting a 
personal chance so soon with her darling senator, she 
was even being taken to an exclusive club. She could 
hardly believe her luck, and her thoughts immediately 
took to her methods at her next meeting with the 
senator, and how she'd get herself into his bed as 
quickly as possible.

/-=*=-\

Terri looked up from her notes as she heard a knock on 
the door. Since meeting with the senator, she found 
herself obsessed with him. Over the course of the week, 
she sought out every piece of information she could on 
him and studied it while doing her normal exercises. 
Terri realized her state, even that it had to be 
induced by her keepers, but it didn't matter. She 
couldn't help herself, and she focused nearly all her 
energy into preparing herself for her next encounter.

The dildo lodged up her pussy felt strange as she 
walked over to the door. She didn't normally go walking 
around like that, but she couldn't take it out unless 
absolutely necessary, just like the one she was 
practicing her oral technique with. Even as she looked 
out the peephole on the door, she was dutifully running 
her tongue over the dildo. One thing she did appreciate 
about her training devices was their life like 
response, pulsing and twitching just like a real cock 
would under this kind of stimulation.

Gregory was at the door, and Terri let him in. She 
nodded to him as she shut the door.

"Good Evening, Terri. You may pause your oral training 
for the moment. How are you doing?" He asked as he 
watched Terri pull the device from her mouth, her 
tongue and lips suckling at the false cock until she 
pulled it fully away.

"I'm just trying to get myself ready for Rob, you 
bastard. I need every moment of my time to hone myself 
for him. Why don't you go pick on one of your other 
slaves?" Terri bit back. She felt a visceral hatred for 
this man, though now it was being warped around her new 
reason for being. Terri was preparing herself for her 
senator, and anything that stood in her way or slowed 
her down was to be despised.

"I understand, Terri. That's why I'm here. Please lean 
over the couch here, I need to make sure you're ready 
for him." Gregory asked, enjoying the site of his 
charge bending over the couch and arching her back.

There wasn't any doubt in either of their mind just 
what he meant.

"Okay, then, just get it over with." Terri replied as 
she hiked up her skirt and spread her legs. Her pussy 
ramped up for a good fucking while it made practice 
squeezes on the device currently within her.

"I see you like the senator. Are you looking forward to 
your mission now?" Gregory asked as he pulled the dildo 
out of Terri's aching pussy. She gasped slightly as he 
pulled it out and moved her hips to keep it inside her 
for as long as possible. Gregory dropped the device to 
the floor and quickly readied himself and took position 
behind Terri.

"Oh, Yes, I can't wait till I can make love to him." 
Terri replied. She felt Gregory's cock sliding between 
her legs and she shifted her hips to help him move into 
place.

"But you aren't so eager to help me enjoy your body are 
you?" Gregory teased as he rested the head of his shaft 
just inside Terri's gates.

"No, you asshole, it's humiliating how you've had me 
fucking that machine of yours and how you decided to 
put your cock inside me with out so much as a please or 
thank you." Terri snipped at her keeper. Inside she was 
aching to be filled. She'd had that dildo inside of her 
most of the evening, and now that she was fully aroused 
for fucking, her pussy felt wantonly empty.

Gregory smiled at that and shoved his cock forward. 
Terri's long moan of sexual fulfillment gratified him 
immensely as he sank to the very depths of her channel. 
Finally, his sack slapped up against her nether lips 
and Gregory moaned himself, enjoying the sensation of 
being encased in a tight responsive pussy. With her 
fully impaled, Gregory lifted Terri's upper body and 
helped her get her shirt off. As soon as the garment 
hit the floor Terri was stand up with both breasts 
being cupped and her pussy filled to capacity.

"You have a very nice set of titties, Terri, and I'm 
impressed with your vaginal discipline. The senator 
will love you." Gregory commented as he gently squeezed 
on her firm orbs. He so rarely took the time to 
appreciate the perfect nature of a woman’s breasts that 
he couldn't help but take the time to admire such fine 
specimens as Terri's pair.

"Thanks." Terri blushed. She stood there not know quite 
what to do as her partner took his time to explore her 
breasts. Terri rarely had her tits so carefully 
attended to that she found herself luxuriating in the 
kneading motions of her keepers hands and gasping at 
his occasional tweaking of her fully hardened nipples. 
It was such a casual sensation that she couldn't help 
but to enjoy it.

"I hope you've found plenty of material to study on the 
good senator." Gregory commented as he pushed Terri 
back over the couch. Before she even had a chance to 
reply, he was thrusting into her yielding flesh, 
enjoying her trained and controlled pussy. It wasn't 
hard to appreciate Terri either, even untrained, he 
suspected that she was a great ride and now she was 
near perfection. Gregory regretted that he hadn't had 
the chance to engage her before, but other duties 
required attending to, and other pussies required his 
examination.

"Uh, yes, there's lots of, uh, information on Rob, uh, 
he's a wonderful and, uh, active Senator." Terri 
grunted as she matched Gregory's awe striking movements 
within her. Her anger had been swept away by arousal 
and subservience. All that matter now was the cock 
plunging into her, and anything that her keeper wanted 
to know.

"Good, I'm sure you'll have plenty to talk about 
tomorrow then, and I certainly hope that Senator 
Summers will get a taste of your treasures, Terri. I 
know he'll enjoy them as much as I am." Gregory said as 
he continued riding her. With that he let the 
conversation fall away and paid full attention to the 
lovely young woman he was currently enjoying.

Terri was thankful for that, allowing her entire focus 
to rest on her method, and the pleasure he was sparking 
inside her.

It wasn't long before their coupling became another 
wild bout of pants and moans. Terri preferred not to be 
an articulate lover, and was grateful that Gregory 
seemed to like her that way as well. It was hard to 
stay in the mood when constantly debasing herself. The 
pair thrust against each other in earnest, both seeking 
the same goal, and both expertly handling the other.

Terri soon began to feel her own fires rising and 
carefully managed her own arousal to time with 
Gregory's.

Her attention latched onto the cock moving inside her 
and finally she felt him reach towards his own frantic 
release. Terri let loose her inner floodgates, allowing 
herself to be consumed by sexual ecstasy as her pussy 
clamped down on the invader, spasming as only an 
orgasming channel can. Her channel filled with 
Gregory's hot seed a moment later, spurring on another 
fulfilling wave to course over Terri as she savored the 
feeling of being honored.

"Oh, thank you, Master." Terri panted as she recovered 
from her own orgasm.

"Well, you do make quite the little sex toy, Terri. I'm 
glad I had the opportunity to enjoy your ripe little 
body and I don't think Senator Summers will be able to 
turn you away." Gregory replied as he pulled her back 
against him, cupping her breasts again as he whispered 
into her ear. "And don't worry Terri, as soon as we've 
finished dealing with the senator, we'll be placing you 
into our general pool. I think we're looking for 
another high quality whore for our DC brothel, and I 
hear your sister is doing a fine job entertaining down 
there now. I'm sure there would be plenty of demand for 
a sisterly duo. Just think of it. All the cocks you 
could want with little Amber at your side."

Terri quivered at the thought. So much honor, so much 
pleasure and to be able to watch Amber being used, just 
like when they were home. "You'd let me do that? I'll 
be wonderful to serve so many cocks. I'm getting hotter 
just thinking about it."

Gregory smiled again, enjoying just how twisted Terri's 
priorities became when she was in her post orgasmic 
state. "Certainly, Terri, we wouldn't dream of letting 
your talents go to waste."

Terri sighed. Now all she had to do was make love to 
Senator Summers and her future was set. Not only would 
she get to enjoy Rob, but many other men as well and 
she get to do it all with Amber. In that moment, with 
Gregory's seed still dripping from her, Terri couldn't 
think of a more fulfilling future.

/-=*=-\

Rob took another opportunity to appreciate his guest as 
he pulled out a chair for her to sit. No one would 
believe Terri was just out of high school the way she 
decked herself out today. She was wearing a very sharp, 
and form fitting business dress with a skirt that ended 
just above the knees. Her hair was pulled into a very 
professional looking bun that helped offset her 
otherwise youthful features. Rob could hardly blame any 
of the men who had leered at her as they entered the 
restaurant, he could barely keep his eyes off her as 
either. To top it all off, Terri seemed to welcome the 
attention, and kept dropping tantalizing comments that 
normally would have been encouragements.

"So, your sister Amber is in town. What's she doing?" 
Rob asked as he took his own seat.

"She's at a special gymnastics camp for the summer. 
It's really exclusive, but Amber just stunned the 
admissions board with her performance and they decided 
to accept her. I'm hoping to go visit her this weekend 
and maybe take in a performance or two myself." Terri 
replied. If only her mission with Rob went well, she 
would be able to enjoy her weekend there.

"Sounds like a wonderful opportunity. I hope she makes 
the most of it." Rob said. Something in her tone left 
him feeling like she wasn't being fully candid. The 
emphasis and phrasing was wrong some how. But it didn't 
matter now, Rob had already taken steps to figure out 
exactly what was going on with his new intern.

"I know she will. I just wish I could have been doing 
that kind of thing at her age. Still, I am glad to have 
my own opportunities, like being at your service, Rob." 
Terri winked and gave him a sly smile. She flushed as 
he smiled back. Only another hour of this and maybe she 
could get him to cancel his afternoon appointments, 
Terri thought. She could barely contain her excitement, 
but there was still a good bit of gamesmanship left.

"Well, I'm glad to have such a lovely young woman on 
board, Terri. I hope you don't mind that I took the 
liberty of ordering for us already." Rob said as he 
watched the waiter bringing out their meal.

"Of course not, Rob, I'm sure you know just how to 
satisfy a woman’s appetites." Terri commented 
confidently. Every intuitive sense told her that he was 
into her as much as she wanted him. All that remained 
was the final dance, and Terri wanted to keep it short 
and sweet.

The waiter casually placed their meals in front of them 
and shuffled off to other things. Rob lifted his glass 
of wine and looked over to Terri. "A toast, to the 
possibilities that await us."

Terri nodded and lifted her glass to meet his, 
appreciating the brief chime as they met. She downed 
nearly half the glass in one gulp and looked to her 
companion and smiled. Terri could hardly believe her 
luck, she could scarcely wait to make love to this man 
before her. To bask in such greatness was more than she 
could have hoped for.

Rob sat back for a moment, sipping at his own glass and 
taking another moment to appreciate Terri's radiance. 
He wondered just how much of her was really being 
reflected in her outward appearance right now. She was 
so lovely, but so unlike any young woman he had know in 
the last ten years of his life, so confident and 
forward with her intent. Rob couldn't accept that this 
was the real Terri Jackson, and in only moments he'd 
know for certain.

Terri wondered why he started to look at her strangely, 
studying her like some kind of lab rat. It was only a 
moment before she felt the effects of her drink begin 
to kick in. Terri had never had much experience 
drinking, but she felt something was wrong as her mind 
began to fog over. Before she could even raise her 
voice in protest, everything seemed to fade into a calm 
void.

Rob shot up and grabbed Terri before she fell out of 
her chair. Two waiters were there a moment later and 
carried the young lady out of the dining room.

"So, is everything in place?" Rob asked another man who 
had been sitting behind him before.

"Just as you ordered. We'll have a complete blood work 
and neural scan done on her before the drug can wear 
off. What are you going to do with her?" Marcus Smith 
replied. He was one of Rob's oldest compatriots in the 
war against the organization. Marcus had helped many of 
Rob's friends and family fade away and out of danger 
and now he was going to help unlock another piece of 
the puzzle.

Rob picked up Terri's purse and opened it up. Inside he 
found a small pair of headphones with several extra 
metal extensions and a small digital sound player. 
"What do you make of this?"

"Good God, we are hot today, Rob, that's got to be one 
of their programming devices. Let's get over to the lab 
and test this thing out quick. We'll have to return it 
to Terri before we let her go." Marcus replied, taking 
the device and running down the same path Terri had 
just been taken. He did regret that he'd have to 
surrender the device so soon, but it was imperative 
that Terri believe that her identity hadn't been 
discovered. The entire operation hinged on her not 
being aware of the information she was about to reveal.

Rob followed his friend down to the lab. He hadn't 
expected such luck himself, but it concerned him as 
well. Not only was Terri certainly a convert but that 
meant bad things for the rest of her family as well.

Rob hated to see friends put through this, and he knew 
it was his fault Terri was in the state she was in.

The fate of her family worried him as well, and yet he 
wouldn't be able to ask her even if she could tell the 
truth. Now all that remained was to determine just what 
form her control took.

/-=*=-\

Rob looked over Terri's sleeping form with dismay. His 
people had been going over her for hours now, and 
Marcus had just returned with the preliminary results 
from her tests and the little device she had been 
carrying.

"Man, they have fucked her up good. I can hardly 
believe they could do this kind of thing so 
organically, but damn." Marcus shook his head as he 
handed over the results of the initial blood work and 
brain scans.

"Terri's had high levels of natural endorphins, 
adrenaline and hormones coursing though her for months.

Her brain has been completely reconfigured. As far as I 
can tell, they've completely reworked her thought 
patterns from what normal people have. And that device 
she was carrying, damn is it nasty. We hooked it up to 
one of our prisoners, and his brain essentially turned 
to mush. The headset sets up some kind of neural 
electric field that basically allows the brain to be 
rewired, and then the audio carries your new thought 
patterns, just completely reworking beliefs, 
priorities, compulsions. I knew they were doing some 
nasty shit, but I never imagined they'd gotten this 
far."

Rob reviewed the work in silence. It certainly was a 
staggering realization. His enemy was more powerful 
than they had expected. With this kind of technology 
anyone could become one of their puppets and not even 
realize it. Something had to be done, and Rob quickly 
hatched a plan, darkness fitted these people well, and 
Rob was about to try shining some light on them. "Can 
you reverse the programming?"

"Sure, eventually, now that I know how they do it. Are 
you planning on bringing our good guest back?"

Marcus asked. He appreciated just how Terri had been 
modified too. The centers of the brain that had been 
stimulated and those reduced led him to one conclusion 
of Terri's role in life aside from her infiltration 
duties. He stole a lustful look out at her, 
appreciating how enjoyable a partner she would have 
been, and slightly regretting that he couldn't enjoy 
her himself.

"No, but I do have an idea." Rob replied and turned to 
his ally to begin his greatest undertaking in 
countering the threats against him and all freedom 
loving people.

/-=*=-\

Terri walked into the Organization's club with great 
anticipation. It had taken much begging and a few good 
fucks with Gregory to convince him to let her visit 
Amber even though she hadn't yet had the chance to 
seduce Rob yet. Terri still wondered about just what 
had happened to her at lunch on Friday, but excluding a 
few lost hours, she couldn't find anything out of 
place.

"Thank you, Master, it's so kind of you to let me see 
my sister." Terri chimed as she walked into the lobby.

She couldn't wait to see Amber again, and maybe even 
get a chance to cooperatively serve a man.

"No problem, slut, now please obey the club rules." 
Gregory pointed to a sign over the door. 'All slaves 
must be nude or in costume, leashes preferred.' the 
sign read.

"Of course, Master, forgive me." Terri begged as she 
ripped off her clothes. "Would you like me to wear a 
leash, Master?"

"I think so, very fitting to your new life, wouldn't 
you say?" Gregory replied.

Terri pulled a leash and collar off a rack full of 
them. "Yes, Master, I am just a slut slave now."

"Ah, and you do make a fine one. Now, let us take care 
of your reunion and the other business at hand. I have 
a special present for you." Gregory said appreciating 
the full beauty of his naked slave. Her reconditioning 
had fully settled in again, and Terri had returned to a 
state of near mindless devotion to her new life. Her 
body was still that of a trim teenager, and Terri held 
herself proudly, pushing out her breasts and 
seductively swaying her hips as she walked into the 
main lobby.

Terri preheated her pussy almost instantly as she 
looked in on a sea of writhing flesh that was the 
purpose for the club. Girls and women were all about in 
some state of throwing themselves upon their current 
male partners. Terri could barely keep herself from 
joining in, envious that her sister had been able to 
enjoy so much cock while she was forced to train with a 
machine. Even so, she was proud that Amber had been 
such a good slut that she had been called upon for this 
duty, to service so many men was an honor few sluts 
could hope for.

Terri did take notice of several less than cooperative 
slaves, still behaving like the dutiful sex toys they 
were becoming, but fighting back as much as they could 
with words. Terri wished she had the time to console 
them, to let them know how great it was to be a sex 
toy, how great it was to be honored with male 
attentions. She remembered her own inner struggles, and 
she couldn't understand what had motivated her to 
resist. Being a slave was her natural state, and Terri 
could no longer comprehend another possibility.

Finally, they arrived in a private room containing 
nothing more than two curtained beds. One bed was had 
it's curtains down, hiding someone’s profile, while the 
other was open to view and Terri squealed happily at 
the sight. Amber was on hands and knees with a man 
pumping furiously into her pussy. Her entire body 
bounced with every thrust, as Amber grunted in pure 
pleasure as she was being well used.

"Hi, Terri!" Amber cried out with joy as she bounced on 
the bed. She turned to her partner. "Please slow down, 
slave, so I can talk to my sister."

"Yes, Mistress," came the immediate response from 
Amber's partner while his trusts slowed to a very 
casual pace.

"Oh, Terri, I can't thank you enough for this slave, 
now I can fuck any time I want, even if a Master 
doesn't want me!" Amber chimed.

"I'm glad to see you so happy, and being such a good 
slut, but I didn't do anything, Amber." Terri replied, 
wondering just what Amber was talking about.

"It's very simply, my little slut, while you didn't 
have the chance to convert the good senator Summers 
directly, you led us to his lair. In thanks we've given 
Amber one of his associates, once Marcus Smith.

Thanks to a little conditioning he's become a very 
attentive slave, and also revealed all of his secrets 
to us.

I'm sure he can appreciate his fate, but as you know, 
my willing little slave, our programming is impossible 
to resist. I haven't forgotten you either, and you're 
gift is waiting for you on the other bed. Please enjoy 
him and your sibling for as long as you like. After 
that we'll introduce you to our regular guests, you'll 
be one of the pleasure slaves here from now on, so 
please enjoy yourself." Gregory explained.

"Oh, Master, thank you, I'm so glad you're going to let 
me serve all this wonderful men. I'll be a good 
pleasure slave, Master, you'll be proud of me." Terri 
cried out with joy. Everything she wanted was being 
handed to her, and she was even being given her own 
slave to enjoy. Terri could scarcely believe her good 
fortune, and ran over to the other bed to reveal her 
pet.

Resting on the bed was a fully naked man, his cock 
stiff and ready. Terri surveyed him for a moment, 
taking in the shear splendor of her own slave. She 
swooned as she looked over the body of her former 
target, now Rob would serve her, help her to become a 
better slave of her own.

Terri climbed the bed and sat on her knees beside him. 
She looked him in the eyes, and was met back by a blank 
stare followed by a slow awakening of his features.

"This slave awaits your command, Mistress, and your 
programming. I have been conditioned to obey your 
orders, and accept any dictates from you, though I am 
otherwise still former Senator Robert Summers.

Please use me as you wish, and mold me into whatever 
shape you like." Rob said in a strange monotone.

He had been converted the very same evening that he had 
let Terri go, and had surrendered his seat immediately 
there after. Following that, Rob was taken to a 
training center where obedience and basic precepts of 
his new life were burrowed into his mind. He still knew 
who and what he was, and unless commanded otherwise by 
his mistress, would retain that sense of self.

"Oh, Rob, that's wonderful, isn't it?" Terri asked as 
she ran her fingers over his naked chest, enjoying a 
man's presence like she had never been able to before. 
She idly considered what to do with her new slave 
first.

"No, Mistress, please let me go, don't you remember 
that they did this to you too? I don't want to be 
you're slave, I just want to end this madness." Rob 
replied, still relieved to be able to think for 
himself, but given what he'd seen done to Terri, he had 
little doubt that he wouldn't himself for much longer.

"I know, Rob, and it's the most wonderful thing to be a 
sex toy. You'll understand soon, it's your purpose in 
life to bring please to a woman after all. Isn't it?" 
Terri asked, she couldn't think of anything else a male 
slave could be good for aside from servicing women.

"Yes, Mistress, can I serve you now?" Rob found himself 
asking, he could almost feel his thoughts shifting with 
Terri's simple statement. Thoughts of escape flew from 
his mind, replaced by a need to serve his mistress. Rob 
no longer saw Terri as his friend’s daughter, but as 
his personal goddess, and he was ecstatic that he would 
have the chance to pleasure her. Deep down, he knew 
this was all part of his reprogramming, but his efforts 
to fight back were nothing against the weight of his 
new purpose.

"Good, slave, now I want you to give me an orgasm with 
just your tongue." Terri replied, lying down beside her 
new slave.

"Thank you, Mistress." Rob immediately began to caress 
Terri's body and brought his head between her legs. He 
couldn't think of anything he'd rather be doing than 
enjoying the soft feminine musk of his Mistress. It was 
important that he serve her, and he was honored to do 
it. Rob would never have believed how lucky he felt to 
be her slave, though he would always have enjoyed the 
position he was taking.

"Oh, that's a good slave, serve your Mistress." Terri 
moaned as she felt her slave's tongue caress her 
aroused nether lips. She was in heaven, enjoying her 
new slave and looking forward to a wonderful future as 
a pleasure slave. The occasional exclamations of her 
sister only made Terri happier. Not only was she going 
to get to serve so many men, her sister would be at her 
side all the way. In that moment, Terri smiled, fully 
gratified that she'd had the chance to move to a little 
town called Morningwood, and given the chance to enjoy 
a pleasure filled and honorable life.

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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