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Her empty stomach suddenly demanded attention and she set herself to the task of satisfying it. The food was delicious, some of the best she'd ever had. She wondered if it was really that good or if, like so many other things, her sense of taste had been altered too. If it had, she certainly wasn't going to complain. She finished her food, washed her tableware, and headed back toward the trainee's quarters.
She soon found herself padding down the hall of the third floor toward her room. Glancing to the right, she noticed that 53's door was partially open. As she walked past she glanced inside and caught her breath at the sight. 53 was sprawled face-down on his bed in what appeared to be a fitful sleep. What drew her attention though, were the livid red stripes criss-crossing his back, ass, and thighs like those she assumed a whip would make. He moaned softly in his sleep and twitched, possibly reliving his recent abuse in his dreams. In her mind's eye, she pictured herself chained to a wall and Mistress Greta flaying her back with a large, scary-looking whip. She shuddered thinking that her back could soon look, in real life, the same as her fellow trainee's, but even as she did, her clit gave a little throb and her nipples hardened. Here, right in front of her, was the reality of some of her darkest fantasies. It was both scary and erotic at the same time.
57 tore her eyes from the abused back of her fellow submissive and went down the hall to her room, closing the door quietly behind her. She pulled on her black tee-shirt, taking comfort in being able to cover her nakedness for the first time in several hours. She assumed that she'd eventually get used to running around nearly naked, but for now, it felt good to wear some clothes.
She flipped off the lights and stretched out on her bed in her improvised nightie. Her thoughts were full of images of what had happened to her today; standing naked for all to see, being groped by strangers, fighting to control her orgasm, and the intimidating Mistress Greta. What she always found her thoughts returning to, however, were her trainer, Master Evan and, to a lesser extent, the exotic Serafina. She'd read somewhere that many subs fell in love with those who trained them, and she could certainly see how that could happen. He affected her in a very powerful way even in the short time she'd known him. Serafina also awoke feelings in her; feelings Lindsey had always worked hard to deny. 57 thought back to what the more experienced woman had told her; that she needed to free herself from Lindsey's mindset. Smiling to herself as she recalled the feel of Serafina's soft lips on her cheek, she thought to herself that maybe that idea had some merit.
(to be continued)
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 5 years agoIt’s a fascinating story it fits the sci-fi aspect of the tag in literary terms ‘fantasy’ is deemed as so far beyond the reach of humankind as to be non human or otherworldly. In terms of a sexual fantasy the trained slave is achievable, it’s at this point that the slave concept of this story becomes morally bankrupt. She has no free will and is as much an object as 53 is he’s being beaten into submission to become an automaton, something that her Trainer claims he doesn’t want. That’s exactly what she is because she doesn’t have the right to say no.
As for the Trainer claiming cruelty is inherently a Dom/Domme trait I call bullshit, that’s like saying there’s only one type of BDSM. THIS story is NOT about BDSM it’s about slavery. After all if she attempts to go beyond proscribed boundaries she’s paralysed, there’s nothing Safe Sane or Consensual about ANY of this.
As for Serafina’s she too is just as much an object if she’s been through the same training because whilst the original had the right to say no she condemned a copy of herself to submit.
Personally I find the concept of consensual slavery erotic but not this, it’s just really creepy. I guess if she doesn’t work out to satisfaction or goes insane they just wipe her memories and reprogram from base memories.
LadyPartsover 10 years agoI am really enjoying this. The conversation dialog was very enlightening and well done. A new favorite story!!! Yea!
roninbearover 10 years agoI love what you're doing here! Looking forward to chapter 3!
