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Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

He had been in his office when a rather short man dressed in black stepped in. U-uh, s-s-s-sir. T-t-t-the shipm-m-m-ment of slaves has arrived. He stated, speaking with a very bad stutter. Very good Sanders, I shall be down in a minute to inspect them. He replied with a wave of his hand as the little man scurried away. No one would expect the thin, black haired man to be in charge of breaking, preparing, and selling the slaves. He signed a document before placing the paper in a small slot which it slid into and vanished. The man shook his head before standing up and pulling a long black, leather jacket on, along with a pair of black leather gloves. By no means was he an unattractive man, though his mere presence was somewhat intimidating. He grabbed a small pair of round black, reflective lenses and put them on, effectively concealing the dark blue eyes behind them. Quickly, he made his way out the door, and down a long spiral staircase. His office was located in one of the highest towers in the building the large window behind his desk giving him an amazing view of the sprawling city. It didn't take him too long to reach the viewing area, right as they called out the information about 18. His boots, clicked on the stone floor outside the cage as he slowly made his way in front of it. Good evening ladies! He shouted out, stopping in the center. Welcome to your new home! If you are here, obviously you are not a good person and deserve what is going to happen too you! He began pacing from one end to another, making sure the women all saw him. You see, good people do not get sent here! Only the worthless trash that cannot control their primal urges ends up here! He finished before stopping in the center again. It is my job, to make sure you whores are prime and ready for when the auction rolls around! If not, the hounds in the kennel could always use a new fuck-toy! He turned and took a few steps towards one of the two men. Bring 18 up to my office afterwords. He whispered before turning back to examine the women. Tonight you lot will be able to rest easy, but for the next year you are going to be trained, beaten, marked, and humiliated! After we are done you will no longer be able to function in regular society, you will be nothing more than a hole for someone to fuck, and you will want it! So once again, welcome to your new home! He laughed, almost cruelly before turning on his heel and leaving. Within minutes he was back in his office. It was actually an amazing room, large bookshelves decorated the walls, a massive oaken desk sat in the middle with two cushioned chairs sat in front of the desk. He flopped down in the chair behind the desk, waiting for the guards to bring the new woman in.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

The words disgusted her. All Willow had done was gotten drugged at a club and dragged off. She didn't think that partying was ever the sort of thing she'd need to worry about, but apparently it had landed her here. Perhaps whoever it was who'd taken her was of the opinion that only loose women drank and danced. So much for modesty however, given the fact that all the women in the cage were bare breasted and many of them weren't even granted the comfort of a loin cloth. Willow was just taking in her surroundings again when she was abruptly snatched from behind, two thick arms winding around her waist and lifting her bodily into the air. She screamed and the women around her looked panicked, but the other man accompanying them seemed to prevent any of the women from speaking up. Willow flailed and kicked as the man carried her out of the cage and into an area that she probably wouldn't have been allowed to be in, were it not for the restraint of her own personal body guard. A door was opened before her and she was dropped unceremoniously onto the floor in front of a large wooden desk. She quickly scrambled to her feet, wrapping her arms around herself to keep herself hidden and looking around quickly. The two men who'd escorted her here had already retreated to stand imposingly next to the door, apparently waiting for instructions from the man behind the desk, who Willow recognized as being the scumbag who'd just addressed the group. Did you bring me here to kill me? Because dear god, if you're going to do it, make it quick, she said sharply, her tone biting and harsh.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

He motioned for the two men to leave casually. He looked her over, noting that the guards probably hadn't bathed her since she had arrived. Why would I kill you? He asked raising an eyebrow while flipping through a few papers. Sit, sit. I have a proposition for you. He leaned back in his chair, and clasped his hands together. By order of the city guard we have been ordered to, break you, and sell you. But I am offering you an easy way out. He tossed her the folder, which had her warrant for arrest as well as her sentence. I can lessen the punishments and tortures you will receive here. Of course you shall still be sold into slavery, but you will be given better sleeping arrangements while you stay here. He let his hands rest on the desk. So, will you sleep in the pits with the rest of the women, or will you accept? He asked.
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Willow looked immediately suspicious and glanced around the room before moving towards the chair and slowly lowering herself into it. She caught the folder when he tossed it to her and started going through it, her eyes wide. In exchange for what? What awful things do I have to do to deserve this better treatment? she asked, looking up at him and tossing the folder back, none too gently. You're offering me some great reward, and haven't mentioned what you want in return. That means it's nothing good and it's something that I bet many girls have turned down. Tell me what I must do in order to be your pampered pet slave, she said, sneering slightly. She kept herself perched carefully on the very edge of her seat, clearly ready to flee if he came at her. Her muscles were tense and her breathing was heavy, perhaps because of how angry she felt at his callous indifference to all those womens suffering.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

Actually, you are the first I have offered this to, the cost though. You shall take my place when I retire. He replied. Though if you want to be treated like the others, I understand. He stood up and pressed a button on the desk, signaling the guards to take her back. You have three days to make your choice. Keep in mind, until you accept, or if you don't you shall be treated worse than any of the He cracked his knuckles before sitting back down. When the Guards started to take her away he called after her. Oh and tomorrow is Kennel day, have fun. He laughed as the door shut. She would accept his offer, though in the end she was no different than any other slave. Hm, depending on how this one turns out, I might buy her myself.
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Willow jerked when the guards grabbed ahold of her again, pulling her back out of the room. Take his place? Become the sort of person who tortured women and sold them for money? She was not at all interested in that kind of future, but her thoughts were on the immediate. If she could save herself some of the pain and torture right now, why not take taht offer? Wait! Willow screamed as the door was closing in her face. I want to! I'll do it! Please, I'll do it, I'll take your place! She felt ridiculous for having given in so quickly, but her own sense of self preservation dictated that she respond immediately, before the offer was jerked away from her.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

He gave her a grin as the doors slammed shut. Sanders, stumbled into the room a few moments later. Sanders, inform the guards to bring her here tomorrow after the days' training. The little man nodded before running out of the room. The purpose of the kennel day was to essentially humiliate the women to the point they were easy to work with. Which would make Willow a little easier to train, as well as to show her what he was keeping her from. The guards tossed her down into a pit before a large iron grate was slid over the hole and locked into place. It let a little light in but it was still extremely difficult to see. Around her were the rest of the women who had been in the cage with her. Awrighty nao. Ou ittle piggies sleep nice. Tomarraws a big day. The man laughed before leaving her with the rest of the women. Within moments Sanders delivered his message before scuttling off. He hated it down here, how he ever was transferred to this hell-hole from the magistrate was beyond him.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

Willow huddled into herself when she was dropped into the pit, curling up into the smallest ball she could manage. The women around her were mumbling, crying and screaming, so she knew that sleep wouldn't be coming anytime soon. Instead, she focused her mind on how she might be able to keep herself safe. Surely there were going to be men who would force themselves on her. She wasn't at all pleased about the idea, but it seemed the sort of thing that would happen in slave training. Perhaps, since she'd agreed to his exchange, she might be able to avoid being brutalised. It was a faint wish, but a wish nonetheless.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

The next day about half of the women were pulled from the pit quite roughly, a burlap bag placed over each of their heads and tied shut before they were tossed in a cart. They were piled onto each other, the guards making sure Willow was at the bottom. A few moments later the cart jerked to a start and began bumping along. The trip was almost an hour in length before it jerked to a stop. The next thing the women knew they were dumped into the dirt and the bags removed. The guard was riding the cart off and out of a large caged area, the gate slamming shut behind him. The voice which could only be taken as a Noble's boomed from about. Welcome to the Kennels ladies. Here is where we keep the royal hounds, though to keep them docile we pay the local slave chapter a fee to bring some of their 'trainees' here. He laughed as several of the cage doors opened and about twenty very large dogs stepped out into the caged area. Have fun! He laughed as the skylight opened, revealing a massive audience of people.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

Willow didn't expect quite such rough treatment, so when she was tossed at the bottom of the pile, she made an effort to keep herself still so that she didn't get hurt. When they were all dumped on the ground, she was clearly shocked to see what the plan was for them today. Instead of doing hard labour, like she'd hoped and prayed that they would, they were apparently to be the play toys for a bunch of horny dogs!
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

Within moments, the dogs had pounced on the women Willow being no exception. A large black dog had knocked her to her knees and mounted her from the back, his red pointed cock poking around at her thighs before it found it's mark. The minute he realized he found her pussy he sunk it in all the way, which had been around 9-10 inches long. There was no mercy with how the dog fucked her, pounding away at her as fast as he could, determined to make this woman his bitch. It wasn't long before his knot began forming and was pushing at her pussy lips, trying to lock inside of her.
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Willow screamed loudly, her immediate instinct of course being to fight the dog off. However, the prospect of being torn into by his teeth and clawed up wasn't appealing at all. She sagged forward, her chest resting against the ground, bottom high in the air like the bitch she was being made to be. She gritted her teeth and a few tears slipped down her cheeks from the considerable pain. She'd never been penetrated by anything quite so substantial before. She jerked in pain when the base of his cock starting expanding into his knot, causing her entrance to tear and rip in small places and causing her extreme pain.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

With a few more thrusts the knot popped into her, locking the massive organ inside of her pussy. The dog let his heavy paws rest on her shoulders as he panted away, some of his drool leaking onto her back and hair. It wasn't long after that that his almost scalding hot cum began to pump into her, though it was trapped inside of her stretched pussy since he had sealed her up with the knot. The audience cheered and laughed as many of them pointed at her, noticing that she was the first to be tied with the dog. It was a little bit after that the dog turned around, going butt to butt with her before trying to trot off, causing her to drag along behind him.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

Willow screamed loudly when his knot popped into her, tears dripping out onto the dirt by this point and getting her face very dirty. She writhed and screamed in pain, digging her nails into the dirt when she had particularly sharp bursts of pain. Why this was amusing for everyone and why they seemed to find so much joy in her pain, she couldn't begin to understand.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

It was about 45 minutes before the dog's knot shrunk enough to pop out, causing a small waterfall of dog seed to pour out of her. Though within minutes another dog had taken it's place. This treatment continued for hours before a loud whistle blew and the dogs retreated. The guard returned and tossed the girls back onto the cart before it began it's long trip home.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

Willow was bleeding, torn, scraped and bitten by that point, dirt and semen having rubbed into all of her wounds by this point. She sagged in relief when she was finally thrown into the cart again, sobbing in pain and trying to lay as still as possible. The girls around her looked bad too, but for some reason, none looked as abused as she was. Her pussy was throbbing with pain, cum and blood still dripping steadily from her.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

The trip back seemed to take forever, but since they could see their surroundings for the guard had left the bags off of their heads. They were being carted through, what looked to be a large city, women, men, and children alike seemed to stop and stare at the cart full of nude, bloody women. Once they reached their 'home', the rest of the women were tossed back in the pit leaving Willow in the cart. Can ou alk? The guard from the previous night asked, standing right next to her. Closer inspection revealed he only had two teeth and was missing a large portion of his tongue.
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Willow's mouth and throat were sodry that words came out as soft croaks. She shook her head and tried to lift herself up, taking her careful time so as not to harm herself further. Her tongue poked out from between her lips to wet them a little bit. Her breathing, ragged before, had evened out by this point and she was finally starting to go numb between the legs.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

The large man gently grabbed her by the chin and poured a little liquid from a small canister from his belt into her mouth. From the taste it was more than likely cheap alcohol, but it would suffice to wet her mouth a bit. Nao, ome on. Mial is aiting. He took her by the shoulder and began leading her to the office. On the way up she was taken to a rudimentary shower and cleaned off along with a healing salve that was applied to her cuts and pussy which had been ripped. Within minutes the various injuries had been healed. They gave her a solid gray dress to put on before taking her back upstairs to the office.
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Willow limped and stumbled most of the way, forcing the people around her to hold her up, none too gently, by her upper arms. She grimaced and groaned softly each time she stubbed her toes on the ground or ran into something that was quite solid. She allowed the dress to be pulled over her head, and felt better for it. Now that she was healed slightly and clothed, she felt somewhat more human.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

He looked up at her after the large man pushed her inside and slammed the door. Ah, it is nice to see you again 18. He stated, reaching under the desk and pulling out a large leather case. Now, sit down. We will start you lessons now. With a snap, the case opened revealing rows, upon rows of silver tools. You will be taking my position as the slave master, but unfortunately our lot never will have true freedom and I have my own master I must serve. He pulled down the collar of his shirt, revealing the queen's royal crest tattooed on the skin. You will also serve as the royal family's chief interrogator, a career that falls into line very closely with breaking slaves.
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

Willow swallowed roughly, looking very much like she wanted to get out of that room. In fact, she kept looking around, hoping for an out that she just hadn't noticed yet. So what does all of this mean? she asked softly. Will I be... like you? Or will I just be a slave withspecial training?
Thread: Gone (quitefancy and Openots)

You will still be a slave. But you will have freedom, to an extent. You will not be allowed to leave the kingdom without the queen's consent, or my own. You now work for the queen, but I am your supervisor. He replied. As well you will be trained in minor arcane arts. Reaching under the desk, he pulled a small book out and tossed it to her.
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Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Drake walked throught he house naked as he dident totally know his mother and isster were still ther. His beefy 18 inch cock dangles to the ground as his muscles ripple. He looks at them both a bit emberrassed but at the same time he cared less as he asks why are you two still here?
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Anna ... mother... Anna gasped at the side of her brother quickly turning her head away from him. Do you always walk around naked like that when no one's here? She asked as she looked out the window to avoid looking at Drake's exposed body. Go put on some clothes! We don't want to see that. she practiacally demanded it from him. Their mother however had a different reaction to the situation. Her eyes actually had a minute or so to longer on his body, looking surprised before she turned her gaze away from him. Her little boy had grown up quite nicely. Although she was his mother it was still indescent and wrong to stare. She's right dear. We are snowed in. It appears we may have to stay the night if the snow does not let up so you should at least cover up. She answered his question calmly.
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Drake then finds some shorts in his cloths drawer in his room as he puts them on he then smirks thinking about his dream. Yet again he shakes his head trying to snap out of it convincing him she is his sister and it is plain wrong. He walks to the living room yet again as he syas yes I walk around naked when you're gone so what? He then walks to his mother and looks at them both statingbesides it is my house my rules and I should be able to walk howerver I like don't you think?
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

That's much better. Anna smiled as he came back in the room at least partly clothed. She shook her head at his question. I'll never understand how you can walk around like that. She stated as she stood and walked over to the couch and sat down, crossing her legs as she got herself comfortable and flipped on the tv with the remote. It is your house. His mother agreed. But we are your guest. She reminded him. You need to have some common cureousy even to family. We will do our best to follow your rules. She said taking both their sides.
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Drake then saysthanks mom. As he hugs her feeling her ass secretly. He dident expect her to know he was doing it but it felt just as firm as ever. Hearing his sister e then aksks turning a glance at her still holding his mom would you rathe rI have not went to get shorts?
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

His mother smiles Your welcome as she welcomes his hug. Anna glances over at the two as she flips through the channels trying to decide what to watch. She finally decides to stop on the abc family channel to watch Another Cinderella Story. No, the shorts are fine. She shook her head again to correct herself. She glanced over to him with a smile. You have gained quite a few muscles since our last visit. You have been spending more time in the gym haven't you. She complemented him as she noticed her little brother was looking more physic than the last time she had seen him. Well, if since we are staying. I am going to go look at the guest bedroom. Something tells me the bed is not ready for our visit. She said as she had a feeling his sheets would need to be cleaned. With that said she slide from his head to head down the hallway towards the guest bedroom to get some laundry done.
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Drake let go from huggng her as he replies yes I did. Thanks for noticing. He then turns to his sister and says ok just don't mess anything up. His bol shoulders just buldge in front of his mom as he goes to get the remote and turn off the t.V. The tip of his cock ganging out of his shorts . He then sits down on the couch and looks to his mother asking are you goign to have a seat?
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Anna walked down the hallway and into the guest room. It doesn't look too bad. She said as she looked around the somewhat cluttered room. Although it was meant to be an extra bed room it only had one small dresser, a closet which she did not believe he ever actually opened and a single bed. The room looked like it was partly used for a storage area for his extra junk and the sheets on the bed looked like someone had just thrown them on the matress. Anna gathered the sheets off the bed and headed towards the laundry room. There was no way she was going to be sleeping on dirty old sheets. Their mother raised her eyebrows looking impressed as he flexed his muscles in front of her. She watched him sitting on the couch and caught the tip of his cock peaking out his shorts. Mentally she blushed and then forced her eyes to travel up his shorts, his chest, then face, as she scolded herself for looking at her son in such a way. Is there something you wanted to talk about? She asked her son curiously as she walked over and sat on the couch, crossing one of her legs over the other.
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Drake had thaught about his dreams of his sister but then again he shook them out of his mind. He wasent going to tell his own mother he wanted to dominate his sister. He then lloked to her and saysno but ar eyou going to stand there all evening?
Thread: innocent sister and willing mom equals easy targets.(mistres

Are you sure? She asked waiting for a moment before smiling back. You're right. I shouldn't just sit around. It's is your birthday. Why don't you relax and watch tv or something. She told him I will go cook some supper. She suggested as she stood and glanced out the window. It doesn't look like we will be leaving any time soon. She remarked before leaning down and kissed him on the head not realizing a great deal of her cleavage were exposed to him and she leaned over. Happy birthday Drake. She told him before she left the livingroom into the kitchen to see what he had in the kitchen that she might be able to cook with. Meanwhile Anna loaded the sheets into the washing mashine before heading back towards the front of the house into the living room.