Pain...that was all Tabitha knew in this moment. For a girl her age, this much pain should never have been allowed, and yet here she was. A six year old girl, laying in a pool of cum and tears, the semen of her rapist oozing out of her mouth while her ass and stomach hurt like nothing else.

Garret smirked as he looked down at her, satisfied now that he'd drained his balls into his new toy and he slid off the bed and moved around beside her while she weakly laid there, sobbing softly. He looked at her, grinning a bit as he said, "Well, I think it's about time I put you to bed. But before I do...where is home?"

Tabitha weakly pushed herself up, cum dripping off her face and onto the bed, her eye closed from the goo and the seed covering her neck and chest as well. She looked up at the male who had hurt her so much and thought about home, thought about her sister and her mommy, their warm embraces and the love of her family and she broke down crying even harder as she said, "Home is with Mommy, Sabeena, and Daddy! I want to go home!"

Garret had expected that, it wasn't hard to predict the simple whims of children, their simple desires, especially when in pain or scared. He placed a hand on her head and rubbed her hair gently before saying, "Oh sweetie...you are home now..." Her face slid from sorrow to fear just as quickly as Garret's hand slid from her head to her neck, squeezing it from behind as he yanked her out of the bed.

She scarcely had any time to catch herself as she was ripped from the bed, stumbling as her aching ass screamed at her once her feet hit the floor. Garret was merciless, barely giving Tabitha a moment to compose herself before her pulled her by the neck from the room, with the girl stumbling and half running to keep up with his stride.

She knew full well from experience that when an adult was doing something like this, pulling her along like this, that she must have done something wrong, but what had she done, she had answered his question truthfully. If anything, he was wrong for hurting her like he did. Deep down, on some primal level, she knew that everything he had done to her had been wrong and that this male was evil.

He pulled her out from the room and into the hall, walking naked with her from the room she'd been in down to another room, with a much more secure looking door. He tapped in a command on the console beside the door which opened to reveal a barren room. It was empty of anything, bed, toys, tv, anything. It was little more than a prison cell. 

"This is where you'll be staying tonight."

Tabitha tried to push away from him, tried to run, anything had to be better than doing whatever this monster wanted. She had been told that she would be a princess, that he was magical, but he had lied. He wasn't to be trusted. She tried to get away from him and he pulled her into the room by her neck, forcing her to walk or else fall onto the floor. 

He pulled her to the middle of the room and forced her down onto her knees, the door to her salvation closing automatically behind them and trapping her inside. Her grinned sadistically and said, "Computer, restraints." The floor shifted and panels slid open, moving two rings into place with smart straps wrapped around them.

These straps seemed to come to life, possessed of a will of their own as they lashed out and grabbed her, wrapping around her arms and thighs, pulling on her limbs and forcing her arms behind her. She gasped, feeling her fear and worry rising in her as Garret moved around her, circling like a vulture as he took in the view. She looked at him, pulling at her bonds and trying to get free of them as Garret finally asked, "Now...where is home?"

Tabitha looked back over at him and then said, "Home is with Mommy and Daddy and Sabeena. I want to go home!" She didn't want to lie, why would she lie, it was the truth. Garret tutted gently and said, "Oh sweetie, you are home now, with me. But you seem to need to learn your lesson. Computer, spiked dildo and sounding rod, moderate penetration. Blindfold and headphones as well."

A panel slid out from the floor in front of Tabitha and one from the ceiling as well, mechanical arms decending down with a pair of headphones and blindfold while a large pink spiked dildo and a thin multi ridged sounding rod slid up into place. The blindfold was slipped on over her eyes while the headphones were forced onto her head, her panic rising to new heights as she squealed, "No! Stop! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm here, I'm home!"

Garret smirked at that as the dildo pressed against her pussy, sliding around slightly to find the right hole while the sounding rod lined up with her urethra and he said, "Yes, but you do not believe it. And I do so hate liars." The dildo began to press against her virgin hole, secreting just enough lube to make the first penetration possible while the sounding rod prodded against her pee hole.

She flinched, feeling the invaders primed to penetrate and tried one last desperate plea as she squealed, "I'm sorryyyyyyyyAHHHHHH!!" Her voice fell off into an almighty scream as the dildo forced its way into her pussy, the spiked toy being bigger than some adults and far too big for her, her pussy stretching to it's limit in an instant as it pressed inside, the spikes, despite being soft, pressed uncomfortably against her tender flesh.

The sounding rod was worse, the metal rod pressed into her tender urethra and sank one bump at a time deep into her hole, her urethra stinging and stretching around the hole in a deeply uncomfortable way. But that wasn't the end, when the toys were as deep as they could go without causing her damage, they began to retreat. For a moment, she wondered if perhaps this torture was finished, was it over? But she screamed again when they sank back in, rhythmically forcing themselves in and out as they fucked her holes with ruthless mechanical efficency.

Her virgin blood dripped down the spiked dildo as her virginity was torn from her, not even from a dick, but by a machine, her pussy abused relentlessly as she squealed, screamed, and cried, begging for mercy. But mercy wasn't coming, it wouldn't come. As Garret turned to leave, utterly without compassion for the bawling cub, a voice began in the headphones, a woman's voice, gently repeating a mantra into the cub's ears, "You are a cub slut, born to serve. You are home. Your home is with Garret. Garret is your Daddy, your master. Your pleasure is in serving him. Your body is his, you deserve to be used for pleasure."

And on it repeated, on and on and on, a sick mantra drilling into her ears over and over as the dildo and sounding rod ruthlessly used her pussy and urethra like there was no tomorrow, fucking her while she screamed and cried and babbled for mercy to an empty room, the door having long since closed and leaving her alone in her misery, where only pain, discomfort, and the sick mantra existed in a dark void.

She sobbed and cried, pleading with an ever hoarse voice for someone, anyone, to please come help her, the dildo and sounding rod not relenting in their fucking at all the entire time, the pain blending together into discomfort that spread all through her body, from her pussy all the way to her legs, her thights, up to her sides and arms, and even to her ears. Her thrashing and tugging grew weaker and weaker as the minutes stretched into hours, time passing at a snails pace for her as she had nothing but the pain and the words drilling into her skull for company.

Finally, after what felt like forever, her body couldn't take it anymore and through sheer exhaustion, she passed out, head dropping to her chest, even as the machine continued to fuck her, held in a sitting position, legs spread, for the entire time. She didn't dream, she didn't sleep well at all. Whenever she fell asleep, the machine would allow her to sleep for half an hour before rudely awakening her with a particularly vicious thrust, forcing her to continue to live in this torment, making sure she was awake and listening and feeling.

It wasn't untill she'd been enduring this for over six hours that the machine finally had mercy on her, letting her rest, even as the machine fucked her continuously, and she would remain in this loop, this vicious cycle, until the door opened six hours after that, revealing the dragon once more, the evil beast who was ready at last to end this particular torment, but for Tabitha, this was only the beginning of her life, and only the beginning of the many things to come. Her old life had ended, now it began again, as a slave.