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\n\t\t\t\t\t| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tIt had been a few weeks since Lina had been sold to the slavers. Her days were full of rape and degradation, but compared to what she'd endured at the hands of her father it was relatively tame. None of the other cubs were very friendly with her though; they all seemed to look at her sadly, knowing what she was about to endure... Training Day. The slavers had a very elaborate network of contacts that all shared an interest in their product, the fresher the better. To the most loyal among their customers, a special invite is sent out to inform them of a new product becoming available. The slavers need to test the limits of their products before releasing them to the general public, and with this in mind, the first public use of a new product, "Training Day", the special invites are allowed to do whatever they please. The only limit is time... Not all of their captives survive training day, and those that do likely wish that they hadn't... Lina's training day began when she awoke to find herself awkwardly slumped against the wall; her arms were shackled behind her back with a chain that fed into the wall; the chain was too short to allow her to stand or sit without wrenching her arms out of socket. With some effort she was able to crawl into a kneeling position. Her body ached from being left to hang in the awkward position for who knows how long, and she was desperately hungry and thirsty. Her handlers hadn't fed her the night before; in fact, they hadn't come for her at all that whole day... And now she was in an unfamiliar room, alone... Fear suddenly gripped her as she wondered what fresh hell she would be made to endure. She wouldn't be left to wonder long. Moments later a strange man entered the room, his raging erection left no question as to his intentions for her and he wasted no time in picking her up by the waist and slamming himself inside her... Just like every male for as long as she could remember... It hurt so bad...! No matter how many times it happened to her, it never seemed to get any easier. She flailed her legs desperately and pleaded with him to stop; this earned little more than a chuckle from him as he slapped her across the face, then proceeded to ravage her even harder... Just like every male for as long as she could remember... In the end, the man came in her three times, once in each of her far-too-small holes. Just as he finished and finally pulled out of her throat, the door opened and another male walked in. The first turned to leave, dropping her unceremoniously to the ground and causing her arms to yank painfully backwards against the shackles and chain; she managed a strangled cry of pain before the new abuser was upon her. Again she was taken mercilessly, again it hurt just a much as the first time, again her cries were ignored... And again she was immediately traded off to some new abuser the instant he was done with her body...\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
So, there's no specific timeline to the whole cub Lina series; all these events kinda blend together in her head anyway. This particular series however, is the very first things to happen to her after her father sold her. I hadn't really planned it this way, but there's a particular plot point in this little series that I had to throw out and that required dating this. Also, I like the idea that apparently this group wants to see if their slaves can survive a full day of nonstop rape and abuse before they let anyone else get their hands on them... You know, for the sake of quality control.
It's still fairly early in the day at this point. This is going to get a whole lot worse before we're done here...
Lina is mine, Thorne belongs to NB
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