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Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Emily Emily Newton was a twenty year old student teacher from Brooklyn, New York. She lived a quiet life at home with her family, raised to be a decent girl, Emily never did anything remotely spontaneous, her idea of a fun Friday night was a good book and nice glass of wine. If her drivers license didn't say otherwise, her personality would let on that she was a woman in her late forties. That is why her sudden disappearance came as such a shock to her friends and family. Emily and a group of girls from her old high school had gotten together for a few drinks on Saturday night. Reluctant, Emily went along, dressed in a little black number her mother had given to her for her Birthday, she finally resembled someone of her proper age group. The night was enjoyable and it felt good to catch up with her old friends, but as the night went on and the girls tossed around the idea of heading to one of the newest dance clubs Emily shook her head and left for home. That's when it happened. Emily couldn't remember exactly how they had caught her or what they had done to her once they did, but she had definitely remembered being taken far from her home town. Her mind was a haze thanks to all the drugs they forced into her system to keep her a submissive doll, she could barely hear or feel anything her body was so flaccid. Chained like a pathetic animal, Emily was left to sober up, her surroundings now a dark and dingy basement with what looked like medical equipment spread around. Her soft brown eyes looked towards the younger man in the group as they lifted her to the cold metal table. The sting of its temperature against her skin gave Emily a sudden burst of energy, wide away she looked around, frightened. Her clothes had been torn to shreds and her legs were hoisted in the air, exposing her sensitive area. The harsh slap to the side of her face just added to her humiliation. Emily gave a pitiful cry and she cringed, the slap leaving a sore red mark on her face. What is going on?! Help! Please dont hurt me! Help! Emily screamed, her panicked eyes watching the man who slapped her then to the others, giving them all frightened glances before her eyes focused on the first man.
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Hot, wet tears rolled down Emilys soft cheeks as she watched the man portray such a cold hearted villain. He was a monster and Emily could think of nothing better than running a blade through his soulless heart. Whimpering, Emily tried hard not to gasp as his cold hand slithered over her supple form, her nipples forming soft peaks as his dry finger tips ran over them, testing their responses. Letting out a yelp, she began to struggle against her binds as the evil man placed his hand upon her tender area that had never seen a mans touch ever before. Emily was shamefully a virgin. Emily looked up to the younger man who was a spitting image of the older one, his dark eyes locking with hers made Emily feel so intense and yet so frightened. Shutting her mouth the instant he spoke Emily fell still upon the table, goose bumps rising under her skin as they continuously inspected her naked body. Her eye brows raised and knotted together as she gave the younger man a bewildered look, his eyes searching for something in hers made her unbelievably aroused. For a moment Emily couldnt feel anything else, all that existed was them, locked in this unbreakable stare. Coming to her senses, Emily forced herself to look away, closing her eyes tight as he spoke. What had she done in a past life to deserve this? Or had she done something so horrible in her current life that this was just karma coming back to get her? Emily recalled cheating on her maths homework once in grade six, but was that such an awful deed to deserve this intense punishment. Emily opened her eyes to watch the men around her speak, their eyes focused on her body. Please dont look at me! Please stop, turn away! Dont look at me! Sobbing, Emily turned her head to look at the evil old man, his cold, vacant stare was nothing compared to his sons. Not wanting to have her tongue removed Emily gave a curt nod to show she understood him, her tearful eyes watching him as he left. Once he was gone Emily turned her attention to his son, her eyebrows knotted together she accidentally blurted out What is the viewing room? She quickly closed her mouth once she spoke, hoping that her careless action would not lead to her tongue getting yanked from her skull. Emily cried harder than she had ever cried before as the doctor poked and prodded at her sensitive area, feeling more violated then when the evil man had touched her. Please be careful Emily sobbed, the cold feel of the doctors tools reminding her how real this was.
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Emily let out a faint groan as her face burned red, wanting nothing more than to rub her cheek better with her hand. Since that was not an option, Emily fell flat against the table, turning her head to the side so her wounded cheek could rest against the cold metal, but not for long. Forced to stare up at Dante, she gave him stubborn expression, her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed she listened to him, still shocked that they could get away with this. Yes sir Emily breathed her body rigid against his touch, she sighed softly as he pulled at one of her tender nipples, her eyes drifting closed to avoid his piercing stare. Pigs! Emily thought, her teeth clenched and her body stiff. How dare they treat these women like cattle to be sold, it disgusted Emily like nothing else. Pigs! Emily thought again as Dante moved to release her from her current binds. She shot him a look of pure hatred as he spoke, her fists clenched as she moved to sit up on the table, stretching her shoulders she began to relax a little. Without argument Emily remained still as he placed the leather straps over her body, squirming slightly as the strap between her legs pressed against her sensitive area. Emily arched her back as her body adjusted to the tight straps, pushing her breasts out a little she squirmed, her eyes drifting down to the slight bulge in his trousers. An eye brow raised, she gave a laugh inside her thoughts as he tied the silk scarf against her mouth, her tongue probing the dry material. Emily groaned against the gag as she fell to the floor, struggling to return to her feet without her arms, her cheeks a soft pink from embarrassment. She followed him quickly, her collar causing strain on her neck every time there was tension on the leash. Her eyes wide she looked around the hallway to see if anyone was coming before following him, praying that no one would see her in this pitiful state. Emily almost cried out against her gag as she stepped into the elevator, the mirrors that lined its walls catching every angle of her shame. Moving to stand close to Dante, she bowed her head and closed her eyes, wanting nothing more than for this to be a nightmare. Slowly she took a few deep breaths, her body trembling from the exposure. Flicking Dante an uncertain stare she noticed his eyes watching her body, his stare burning at her flesh she felt excited for the first time since coming to this place. The doors to the elevator opened and Emily froze, unable to move she looked at Dante with wide eyes and shook her head, there were too many people, too many sets of eyes turning to watch as she was dragged from the elevator. Her body growing hot she walked fast, wanting to get out of the room as fast as possible. In her rush, Emily tripped over her own feet and landed flat on the ground, her soft blond hair circling around her head to hide her shame. With a little more ease this time Emily got to her feet and continued to walk, turning her head to the side for a moment just to catch another girl throwing her a sympathetic look before they entered the next room. What on earth was she in for?
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Emilys cheeks burned a soft red as Dante held her close, his warm hand pressing into her cool skin. She looked up at him, her eyes wide she nodded to everything he said, scared that they already had tabs on her. Worry took over her mind as she thought about her family, were they in trouble too? Were they being kept in a prison somewhere just to keep Emily in line? Emily looked down, her eyes welling with tears, she sobbed softly, worried for her family. A gasp escaped Emilys lips as she was dragged into the bath, squirming restlessly as every part of her body was fondled and cleaned. Emily couldnt help it, she cried out at every touch, she began to beg them not to touch her, she felt so vulnerable. Her wet, supple body was quickly hoisted from the water and dragged to the chair. Emily struggled, not wanting to find out what they would do to her while she was strapped down. Tears rolled down her cheeks as they shaved her and massaged her body with lotion, their soft hands not missing a spot. After a minute or two, Emily began to relax, it was like an exotic spa treatment. She closed her eyes, enjoying the subtle warmth of their hands as they rubbed her body, her nipples perking promptly as they tugged at them. Just as she became used to the touch it stopped and a rough hand replaced them, jabbing into her pussy. Emily bolted upright and starred at Dante with a panicked expression, his words seeping into her as he stroked tenderly at her neither regions. Her mouth agape she could barely muster a Yes Sir as he pushed a finger against her untouched hymen. Emily couldnt control herself, her head rolled backwards and she let out a faint moan, he was an evil man, but his touch nearly pushed her over the edge.
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Emilys world had turned hazy, no one had ever touched her like this before and it made her feel unbelievably good. Dont! Emily moaned suddenly as he removed his hand, her face turning red, she looked away quickly. Her body had betrayed her and she wanted more from him, she craved him, every little touch he gave her sent her waves of pleasure. Emily watched in silence as he licked his hand cleaned, her face expressionless as she was taken to another chair. Though she knew they were just styling her for the men outside, Emily couldnt help but admit she did feel pretty good once she was made up. Her hair had needed a trim for months and the soft highlights made all the difference. Catching her reflection in the mirror, a faint smile pulled at her lips, but she quickly shook it away. Her head bowed she walked carefully alongside him, she had never walked in shoes so high before, she was certain that she would fall. Not wanting to get any further punishment, Emily turned her gaze away from Dante and nodded Thank you sir, but in her mind she knew she only reacted the way she did because it was Dante touching her. The thought of his powerful hands against her made heat pool in her lower body. Emily looked around in awe at the beautiful cages, her spirits rising, at least she would sleep in a comfortable place. Taking her time with the stairs, knowing one wrong step and she would fall all the way back down, she followed Dante to her cage. Stepping inside she eyed the beautiful woman, losing her balance she fell to her knees just as Dante closed the door. Emily bowed her head and looked down at the floor, afraid to speak.
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Serena, Emily's cagemate, frowned and kneeled down beside her. Brushing the hair out of the younger girl's face, she gave her a sympathetic glance. Oh, sweetheart, she said, shaking her head, I know it's not the life you intended on... But you can make it a satisfactory one. Serena's hand was rubbing Emily's nude back, taking in her form, and letting her get out what she needed to emmotionally. Serena was a slave that had been taken for the household and had been with the mafia for about five years. She was good at what she did, because she learned to make it the best she could. Being fucked at least every night, she was popular, and even Alfonso had taken him to the Boss' suite several times. It was one of the reasons Dante put Emily in a age with her, for he hoped that it would encourage Emily to give in to her new life as a sex slave. Sex is fun, Serena whispered, already taking the hint Emily was a virgin. She could spot them a mile a way. They will be a little rough with you, use you for their pleasure more than your own, but if you just relax... Give them what they want, and it will get you wet, and when you get to orgasm, it will blow your fucking mind. Smiling, she nodded to outside. And the viewing room? It's not that bad... You go out there by your self, let them look at you... Pose, touch yourself, spread your legs. You want a good price. Some girls come in here and think if they stand real still and get an awful price, they will let them go home, but nope. If they don't even think your worth keeping, they will give you the axe. Literally. Helping Emily up, she reached up and touched her gold collar that matched her own. You're gorgeous, you know that? You will be fine with a body like that... And the first time only hurts for a moment. Tell me, Sugar, have you ever had an orgasm?
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Taking a moment to get a hold of her emotions, Emily slowly raised her soft brown hues to look up at Serena, her lips tugging into a faint smile she turned her head away again. Her body trembling under the womans warm, comforting hand, she inhaled a deep breath and closed her eyes, in that moment she felt truly comforted. Then something hit Emily, she lifted her head to look at Serena again, the beautiful woman was the definition of sexual prowess and she looked Happy Was the life of a slave rewarding to her? Emilys brows knotted together and she stood in thought for a moment, listening to everything Serena spoke of. Emily looked out of the cage down to the bottom floor, her eyes searching the cages, most of the women in the cages did look satisfied with their lives and then she thought back to the girls in the parlor, she did not notice any sort of reluctant behavior or disapproving emotions... They too looked happy. Ideas raging in her head she thought back to Dante touching her moments ago, her body needing to feel that way again, she turned towards Serena, her lips curling into a determined smile. Serena, can you teach me to be happy here? Teach me how to be a good slave so theyll treat me right? Can you show me to enjoy it here? Please? With that Emily got to her knees before the stunningly beautiful woman, her head dropped down she pleaded Please Serena, show me how to impress them, be my teacher.
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Serena smirked, looking down at the young girl at her feet. Running her finger's through Emily's golden hair, she sighed and gave her a little nod. It was habit to look the new girl over, taken in her body and sex. After years of being around nude woman, forced to pleasure them and play with them before the men of the house hold, Serena had definitely emerged into a woman who appreciated the body of another woman. It came with time, she supposed. Of course, Baby, she said, her voice pouring off her tongue like honey. There are just a few things you should know. Afterall, sex and it's many varieties come with pracitce... They know this. It's why they normally give you some training before your bought. Those heels? Learn to walk in them. You'll always be wearing them. As for clothes they are rare. Get used to having your body on display. And sometimes, it's not just for the men of the house. It can be women, strangers, guest... We are entertainment, and if we do a good job, we are rewarded. Taking Emily's hand, she ushered her to a standing position, the pushed her to where she was standing with her back pressed against the gold bars of the cage. The most important thing? Get used to being touched, she whispered, letting her hands brush against emily's stomach. A smirk formed over her lips, and she let it drop between her legs. Your master won't be the only one to do so. And not always men... Sometimes your asked to fondle another slave, and they are to do the same to you. Don't flinch when you feel them touch you with out hesitating. Leaning over, she let her middle finger trace the young girl's clit, letting her juices coat her finger as she circled it slowly. Pressing her lips to the young girl's neck, she soothed her. Try to just relax... Let it happen. If you don't fight it, it will help. Serena's blue eyes pierced into Emily's eyes as she continued to let her finger rub her clit, letting it go a little faster. And like I said, she whispered, as if she was not currently touching the young woman between the legs. It was natural now... Something she was used to. They will be rough... Hair pulling, spanking, bondage... They like to see fear, so give it to them. It gets them hard. So scream for them, let them know how much it hurts, but how much it turns you on. You'll feel dirty, because you are, and that's how they like you.
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A wave of excitement poured over Emily, she watched Serena with such intent, obviously eager to learn. Emily decided then that it was easier to do what she was brought here to do, it sounded like fun at first, but as Serena began to mention other men and women, slave even would want her body she became a little uneasy. Pressed up against the bars, Emily didnt fight Serena, she stood quietly in place, her body tingling from Serenas touch. Emily opened her mouth to cry out as a finger pressed against her soft little bud, but she made no sound. Her breathing heavy she closed her eyes and relaxed as Serena instructed, enjoying the hot, almost melting sensation that filled her body. Should I learn to touch other girls? Emily asked quietly, her eyes turning dark from the unbelievable pleasure she was feeling Should I learn how to kiss Emily quickly looked away, ashamed of herself for almost admitting that she had never even kissed someone before. In that moment her mind flickered back to Dante again and she blushed, her heart giving her mind stupid ideas of wanting him to be her first everything. Emily quickly shook her head and brought her attention back to Serena, her eye brows knotted together in a quizzical expression What should I do in the viewing room to impress them?
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Serena smirked at the young girl's sudden interest in wanting to learn how to pleasure others. She kept her fingers at Emily's clit, giving her an amount of pleasure so she knows what it is supposed to feel like what she is in for. Looking down, she noticed Emilu's juices were starting to pour out of her with much more vigor than before, and it made her grin seductively. Serena's own nipples hardened at the sight. Baby, touching a woman is all about how you want to be touched, she whispered, then grabbed the younger girl's hand and placed it on her own pussy. Rub me how I'm rubbing you... Feel that little knot that's swelling? That's my clit and that's what is going to make a girl cum. Some woman even release juices when they orgasm like a man if you do it right. Letting her finger go fast, she looked intently into Emily's eyes. You see how my nipples are growing hard? That's when you reach down and you play with them. Leaning down, she took Emily's left nipple in her mouth very blunty, rolling it around on her tongue with an expert precision. Suddenly, let her finger slip deep inside Emily's virginal hole, scraping around the sides and feeling for her golden spot before coming back to working frantically on her clit. Taking her nipple in her teeth, she gently bit at it before releasing it and letting her hand replace her mouth. Now, I'm being gentle...That's how you will pleasure another woman unless Master says otherwise. He might want you to do something more specific. Her voice was husky and she watched the girl's reactions to her minitrations. The viewing room? she whispered, letting her fingers pull at Emily's nipples while she suddenly added a second finger to her nether regions. Sugar, it's all about making them want you. Get in there, lick your lips, roll your hips... The thing that will get them going to most? Get on the floor, spead your legs, and touch yourself. Moan, groan, look them in the eyes...
Thread: The Life of a Sex Slave

Every little movement that Serena made caused Emily to want more, the pleasure Serena gave her was so enjoyable made Emily want to cry out. Licking her lips she smiled as Serena took her hand and placed it in between Serenas legs. Her fingers digging between her moist lips, Emily searched for the small bud Serena spoke of. Slowly Emily began to move her finger in small circles around the womans clit, her excitement building as she felt the heat between Serenas legs begin to rise. Emily could no longer contain her excitement, throwing her head back she moaned loudly, her fingers gently pinching the womans clit as she sucked on Emilys nipple. So I should touch them like this? Emily said softly, her free hand rising to cup one of Serenas bountiful breasts, squeezing it softly before massaging it like the maids had in the other room, letting her nipple roll around under her fingertips. In a daring move Emily pushed her finger further into Serenas sweet pussy, sliding two fingers deep into her, feeling her pulse around her flesh. Emily moaned at the feeling, pushing them deeper she smiled Do women like getting touched like this? She said as she pulled her fingers out, only to slide them back in, forcing them as far as they could go. I have to be everything that they want, right? I have to be sexually desirable, show them that I want it so they would pay good money to have me, right? Emily asked, anxious to clarify all the questions in her mind.
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Serena moaned, leaning her own head back and letting her red hair cascade down her back as she felt Emily's fingers push deep inside her. Her eyes closed, and she moved her hips with Emily's fingers. Letting her thunb go faster against Emily's sensitive clit, she thrust index finger and middle finger quickly in and out of her pussy. Juices covered her fingers, and Serena felt her own juices drip onto Emily's hand. Oh... Sugar, you're doing great, she moaned, looking into the young girl's eyes. Leaning back down, she hungerily took the girl's right nipple into her mout and rolled it around her mouth like she had before, sucking with steady ministrations. Now, I'm just showing you the basics... You're Master will show you the kinkier things with time. Releasing her nipple from her mouth, Serena let her tongue dart out and flit the erect bud. Her eyes were dark with lust. Yes, Baby, women love to be touched just like this. Some nights, when you are allowed time to sleep in your cage, you'll hear moaning from other cages, she admitted, her voice husky. And the sight of it gets a man's cock hard in a matter of seconds. Taking a quick last nip at Emily's nipple, Serena slowly took her hand away from her pussy, and took Emily's hand away from her own. Now... I'm going to make you orgasm. I want you to feel what I'm doing so you can learn, alright? Just relax, Baby... Let it go for me. With a wink, Serena lowered herself to her knees, her face level with Emily's sweet pussy. Taking in the scent, she grabbed her right leg and place it on her shoulder so her lower lips would open for her. The sight of it's wet appearence, Emily's thighs wet with her own juices, made Serena groan. Leaning it, Serena's hands reached up and spread Emily's lips so that she could get to her clit, taking it between her lips and sucking gently, then nipping at it. One hand ventured downward and entered her tight little hole, fucking her slowly as she played with her swollen clit. Her juices were sweet on her tongue, and she lapped at her hungrily. Oh, Serena thought, she's have fun teaching Emily the ropes...