Story codes: Mdom, ped, best, ff, oral, reluct

WARNING: The events and characters of this story occur in the year 2046 and are absolutely true. This sad, sick tragedy will inevitably unfold just this way, unless of course, you manage to learn something from it and nurture some compassion for the contradictions of the human condition.

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Summary: Timond is temporarily primary handler for young girl named Laura who

though only 9 years old, is already servicing both her dog and younger boys. Timond has kept Laura and her dog in his room the previous night. Ginger helps the girl with her morning responsibilities.

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Characters

Timond (Timmy): 17 year old boy, a natural, Form 6

Ginger (Karen): 11 yr old girl, a convert

Laura : 9 year old fuck bitch, convert

#2326 Day 26 09:00 Novum school - level 4 - Timond's room

The doorway slid open to his room and Timond walked in with two dogs on a leash.

"Ginger, stop bucking," he said sharply to Ginger. She was in a corner of the room straddling a sybian. Timond could see the wet black plastic glistening under her pussy as she tried to rock across the round saddle of the humming machine. "Hold still."

"But I wanta cum, please? It's not letting me cum." Her hand was against the wall, her knees were on the floor.

"No, Ginger. It's not programed for you to cum. It's just to get you wet and warmed up. It's supposed to slow before you cum. Bael, sybian program off." The humming instantly ceased. "And Ginger you get off and get Jason's bitch up and under her dog. Then get your own ass under Bucky. He was sniffing Serena in the hall. I think he's ready to go. They gotta be taken care of, you both need a shower, and we gotta get you both up in the Form 4 lounge in less than an hour. Hop to it."

Ginger gave a little complaining moan as she slid off the now quiet sybian. Before she stood up Ginger leaned over, and showing her asshole and shinny vulva to Mr. Timond, she gave the small U-shaped padded black saddle of the sybian a little kiss. "Thank you, sir, but I would really appreciate cumming next time."

Timond snorted in a suppressed laugh, then to cover it better said, "Put some scent on her cunt. Her dog's not used to her yet. And Brother Bodd sent that shirt down for her," He nodded to a red spray can labeled "Heat Scent" and a red shirt on his desk.

Ginger grabbed the can and shirt then crouched down to the crate, whose door was already open to rouse the little girl inside. "Laura? Wake up, honey." Ginger put her hand on her shoulder and shook her a little. Then ran her hand along the girl's cheek. "Come on, wake up. Time to get up, Laura."

She moved a little, batting at the hand that disturbed her but missing it. "I'm sleepy. Please, I wanna sleep some more."

Ginger caught the hand that had been trying to brush her away and pulled on it. "Get up. Let me help you. Come on, honey."

Now Timond turned away from Ginger's dog whose leash he had wrapped around the bed frame. "Lorie, up right now, or I'm coming over there and I won't be nice like Ginger." His voice got just a little louder. "Get up now!"

"My butt hurts. The Brother wasn't nice to me." She whined looking up as she reached down to her backside.

"I'm sure Brother Bodd fucked your ass really good last night. That's a compliment. That means you have nice little ass. Get up now, take care of your dog, what's his name?"

The girl did not respond.

"Jack." Ginger answered for her. "Up," she said putting her other hand under the girl's shoulder.

Timond looked across the little room and down at her, "Take care of Jack, then when I clean you, I'll put some lotion in your butthole that will make it feel better. And, if you get up and take care of business down in the lounge you can take a little nap there after the boys leave. But get up now or you'll find yourself in the gym this morning."

With whine sounding like Ginger's, she crawled out of the crate that she had shared with her dog, Jack, the night before and sat up next to where Ginger knelt. Ginger lifted the girl's wrinkled pink t-shirt up to show her chest. "Arms up," she said to the younger girl who raised her arms straight up so Ginger could lift as Timond watched.

Timond watched as Ginger undressed her. Laura was a very pretty little girl with sweet face, soft pink lips, and big brown eyes below dark brown hair. Even though she was only 9 or 10 years old she was starting to bud nice little titties that accentuated her face and a cute little butt. Jason, her primary handler, had told Timond she was 9 but she looked more mature, at least almost 10. Everything about her, legs, hands, feet seemed perfectly proportioned. Timond was usually not overly interested in preteen girls. Most he saw as being part of his job as a school trainer and future Brother, but this little one with her soft, brown eyes was one he wanted. Every since she had been made available for sodomy by the older boys and the Brothers, she was popular enough that it was difficult to get her. So Timond was glad to take her while her primary handler was out of the building. He had planned on fucking her anally when she came back from the Brother Bodd's apartment last night, but she was completely spent, teary and walking a little funny when she came in so he thought better of it. Now, to meet the morning's schedule, there was not enough time to use her and get her up to her assigned Form 4 lounge service. He would take her there himself, and he knew he could use her there, but it was not as enjoyable with an audience of preteen boys. He thought he might make time to fuck her ass in the Form 4 lounge after the boys went back to class.

Ginger pulled the new, clean t-shirt down over the girls arms and head. On he back "Fuck My Asshole" with an arrow pointing down. On the shirt's front was printed "Thoroughly Ass Fucked by Brother Bodd" with his Brotherhood symbol below. The symbol looked kind of like a simple three pointed flower, the lines woven and overlapping to make one continuous line, if one would trace it.

"Ok, bitch down tight here," Ginger said to the younger girl, kneeling and patting the floor. The girl looked at her, still sleepy and not immediately understanding the request. "Lay down, on your back and put your knees up." Ginger guided her down with her hand and onto her back, then pulled her knees closer to her chest and spread them wider. The girl hung on to her ankles and Ginger used the spray can to spray the little girl's displayed pussy. Timond had unleashed her dog and as soon as he heard the sound of the spray he moved in to smell and lick. Seeing the dog's interest, Ginger spread the girl's vulva lips a little more to show her clitoris.

The dog licked first one way then turned his head to lick another. Laura looked up at Timond, "I'm tired, Mr. Timond. Please?"

Ginger could see the dog's cock peeking out of it's sheath now. "His poker's getting pink," she said looking up and giving him a toothy grin.

Timond stooped over a little to see the pointed shining dog phallus and nodded. "Yeah. Bitch up. He's ready. They love that smell," Timond said watching the dog's eager licking. He gave her butt a gentle little kick. "Come on. Get up. He wants his bitch."

Ginger pulled pushed the girl's shoulder to roll her over. "Now up on your hands and knees. When you can see his dick you know he's ready." Ginger patted the mattress of Timond's cot that was still down. "I hold on to the bed sometimes," Ginger said pushing the girl a little closer to the bed. "Get her boy." The dog's licking had hardly been interrupted as the girl had risen to her hands and knees and now he immediately jumped on her back, slamming his crotch against her butt. Ginger bent down, looked underneath and tried to guide his thrusting cock toward the girl's vagina. "He can't find it," she said in evaluation.

Suddenly, "Ow! Gaa..." the girl's reaction indicated the dog had found what he wanted. Ginger feeling more pride, looked up at Timond and flashed another quick smile.

"Push back and tie him, Laura," Timond said turning to Ginger's dog, Buck, and releasing that dog's leash. "Ginger, bitch up. See if Buck wants some cunt this morning."

Ginger still had the can of spray in her hand and Bucky moved to her and started sniffing it immediately. "You want me to put some of your favorite perfume on Bucky?" She rose up on her knees and spreading them apart gave her crotch a short spray of the "Heat Scent". The dog went wild. She threw the can onto the bed and putting her elbows on the mattress leaned her butt out. The dog buried his nose into her crotch licking everything as if he were going to eat it. "Like that taste, huh, Bucky? Oh!" Ginger said as he nuzzled his nose in.

"O o o o o"

Ginger looked to her side to see the other girl under the dog who was banging into her now, and making a little noise with each of his thrusts. She reached over under her arm and pulled her closer to the bed. "Up here. Put your arms up here on the bed. It's easier."

Now their were side by side with Laura getting fucked hard by her dog whose sexual hunger was intensely agitated by the pervasive musty smell in the room.

"m m pussy" Laura said unintelligibly.

Timond was watching the new girl. He went to her other side and reaching under her stomach grabbed her thigh and pulled it farther from the other leg so her crotch was wider. "Spread," he said. "Let him tie you."

She made little response except a small moan. She turned her head aside and lay it on the mattress watching Ginger now.

Timond stood up. "Bucky. Take her. Mount yer bitch, boy. We don't have all day. Mount up!" He reached down and patted the bottom of her back.

The dog complied and jumped on Ginger's back and she grunted. "Geez Bucky yer gonna break my back." She pushed away from the bed a little and reached her arm under her feeling for the thrusting cock. Out of practice, she caught it almost right way and lined it up with her cunt hole. The dog pushed forward on the floor, his claws sliding against the carpet. His head went lower and his eyes became vacant as he focused on fucking her.

"Ow! My legs!" Laura shouted. "Stop!" Timond could see her dog had climbed his back feet on the back of her calves and was trying to get higher and harder into his bitch.

Timond grabbed a towel that was laying on his pillow, and throwing it over the girl's feet, lifted the dog's back legs onto it. Then he pushed her knee forward a little. "Get your butt down so he can get his pussy, girl. When they do that, you're too high."

The girl scooted her other knee forward compliantly with a tiny whiny again. The dog seemed pleased with the improved depth and began to slow a little. "Is he squirting?" Timond asked. When she didn't answer, he reached up and grabbed her hair pulling her head up and off the bed. "Head up, bitch. You're getting cock."

The girl showed her teeth and closed her eyes, "eee".

Timond stood and watched a minute. He liked this view, watching these two very young girls getting fucked hard by dogs. This felt right. His dick stiffened a little, filling with blood at the sight of the dog's pounding into the girl's asses. He had trained his little bitch, Ginger, well. She was always eager to please. She could be a little mouthy or sarcastic, but he liked it that he had been able to train her to be consistently compliant without breaking her natural spirit. Timond had not spent as much time surreptitiously watching her of late, but he had watched a video of her going from the Form 4 lounge to the kennels yesterday. She had been walking down the hall towards the elevator, unsupervised, holding hands with another girl. An older Form 4 boy, Rowdy, had come out of class and on seeing the girls, impulsively told Ginger he wanted to use her. She stopped and offered to go back in the lounge, but Rowdy told Ginger's companion to move along to where ever she was going and simply pushed Ginger facing the wall.

He spread her legs, lifted her skirt and fucked her from behind as she leaned against the wall with her hands. She made no objection, nor complaint. Several other boys emerged from the same classroom and it was obvious that Rowdy was mostly showing off. The video showed him pushing her head closer to the wall, scolding her and rapidly banging her from behind. She simply pushed her ass out waited for him to cum. When the boy was finished, he slapped her ass and apparently went on to the bathroom, which was probably the only thing he had permission for. Ginger recovered herself, smoothed out her skirt, and proceeded to the elevator and the kennels, where Timond knew she had performed well.

Timond watched her now, pushing back against the dog, trying dutifully to get his cock knot firmly into her vagina. She glanced up at him to see if he was watching her or the other girl but she said nothing.

Jason's little bitch was not as spirited but seemed willingly compliant. What she lacked in personality, she made up for in looks. Younger than Ginger she was already budding tits nicely and her ass was rounding out. She had fine conformation and a pretty face for someone so young. Her best quality were her big brown eyes, a small nose and a delicate mouth that wanted to be explored with a tongue and fucked with a cock. Jason's little bitch would make an excellent filly.

"Is he squirting?" Timond repeated the question.

"I don't know.... I guess," her eyes were still closed and her voice was whiny. "It's big."

Timond patted the dog's shoulders. "Good boy." He looked over at Bucky fucking Ginger. He looked to be slowing too. The spray scent made for a faster than normal copulation. It was handy stuff but Timond had been trained to use it sparingly. "I'll be back in a few minutes. I gotta go talk to Eddie. You girls hold there until they let ya go. Can you do that?"

"Yes, uh, uh, sir, uh," Ginger answered in time with the dogs thrusting.

"Laura, did you hear what I said?" Timond said a little louder as he walked to the door.

"Yes, sir," she said with her head a little lower.

As soon as the door shut behind him she put her head back on the mattress and watched Ginger. Her dog was definitely slowing now. Ginger could see that Laura's dog, Jack, was just resting on top of her panting with his tongue out.

When Ginger's dog followed suit, she lay her head down and stared at Laura. It was unusual to be left so alone with another girl. Ginger thought about all the things that she wanted to talk about with another girl but couldn't think of what to say now. Besides, she knew if she said the wrong thing, it could trigger a collar shock.

"So which do you like more fucking or sucking?" Ginger tried to make what she thought was acceptable conversation.

"I don't know," Laura shrugged her shoulders and the dog gripped her tighter and pushed in again. "uh ... Maybe sucking."

"Sucking's ok. But I like fucking." Now Ginger wasn't sure what to say next. "On my back, if it's a boy." Ginger was quiet again. The other girl didn't offer an opinion.

"They really like fucking us," was all she could think of right away.

"Boys?" Ginger turned her head to look at her.

"Yeah, but I mean the dogs. Bucky and Jake."

"Jack," Laura corrected. "Yeah, I guess. He fucks me a lot. Like a hundred times a day."

"I think it's the best part of Bucky's day. And it makes me horny. Yesterday he made me cum."

"Oh? That's good."

"Yeah."

"So what does that mean he made you cum?" Laura tried to sound casual, as much as is possible with a dog on her back and his dick in her cunt.

Ginger wasn't sure how to answer. "Well, you know, it feels really, really good and you want more inside ... and it's like, everything squeezes ... don't you ever cum?"

"I don't know." Laura made a face. "Maybe. I guess not. It doesn't feel really, really good. I get tired of fucking. It's like somebody is doing it to me all day and telling me to turn over so they can do it some more."

"Yeah. I know. I get sore sometimes too. And sometimes they're mean," Ginger agreed. There was another moment of silence while she considered if complaining would get her a collar shock. She stared at Laura. "You're pretty."

"Thanks. ... I guess. ... You're pretty too," Laura said into her arm.

"Not as pretty as you. I mean you're really pretty. Your eyes. And your legs. The Form 4 boys are really going to like you," Ginger said with some trace of envy.

"Yeah. I guess. " She didn't sound enthusiastic. "How old are they?"

"They're our age. I'm 11. How old are you?"

"9 but Mr. Jason says I look older."

Suddenly Bucky jumped off Ginger, towards Laura and her dog to the floor.

"Ow, Bucky. Wait honey. You're still in meee..." Ginger reacted and reached back to her dog. The other dog growled threatening Ginger's dog. He wanted his bitch left alone. Laura was His bitch. Hearing the growl, Bucky jerked out of Ginger's pussy.

Now Jack gave a jerk to free his cock from his bitch's pussy. "aaah! Ooh," Laura said reaching back between her legs. "My pussy ... Jack. Stop." The dogs were growling at each other now and as if the situation was not bad enough, Laura's collar gave beep because her finger rings were too close to her clit, warning that a shock would come momentarily. She jerked her hand away.

Ginger put her arm around Bucky to calm him, at the same time Jack barked and then let out a whine because he got a collar shock. Bucky knew what had happened and he let himself be backed away enough for Ginger to put his leash on that was still tethered to the bed. Ginger tossed Jack's leash to Laura, who was quick enough to get her dog tethered to the desk leg before he completely recovered from the hard collar shock.

The girl's relaxed and sat on the floor looking at each other now in silence.

"Wow," said Ginger.

"Yeah," Laura smiled. "I guess they were done with us."

"Yeah," Ginger looked at Laura's displayed sex. "You got cum all down your leg. How about I clean you?" She looked down at her own wet crotch. "How about we clean each other? You ever done that?"

Laura looked at her losing the smile.

"Wanna?" Ginger asked again. "It's ok, Mr. Timond has me do it all the time. When he comes back he'll like it."

"Ok," Laura said shrugging.

"Put your head here," Ginger said patting her knee as she lay down on her side on the thick carpet towards the other girl. "and I'll lick you while you lick me." She reached out her arm.

Laying on her side facing Ginger, Laura put her head in Ginger's crotch and pushed her own toward's Ginger's head. Ginger started by pushing the other girl's top leg back a little and licking the slime from both inner thighs.

"Jack cums a lot, huh? Maybe more than Bucky," she said between licks. Laura stared at Ginger's leaking vulva. She was fascinated by what she saw, but reluctant. She touched the soft red lips with a finger. There was no buzz or warning from the collar.

"Yuggy ... Jacks cum is kind a ..." but Ginger thought it unwise to finish the sentence so she changed the subject. "Your coochy is really pretty too. It's so puffy." Ginger licked all of the inside of the thigh above her and the one below her, then pushed her mouth down on the other girl's sex and pushed her tongue in as far as it would go.

"Oh." Laura reacted.

Ginger stopped and looked down at Laura's face. "You don't want to lick me?"

Laura looked down, then back at the pussy and tentatively stuck out her tongue. She gave a lick and tasted it. Satisfied that she would not get a shock and the taste was not repulsive she went for another lick. In a minute but girls were busy pleasing each other with the gentle oral sex. Ginger was the first to go for Laura's little ringed clit and suck it into her mouth.

"Oh, geez ... oh," Laura jerked a little.

Ginger stopped and looked down again, "Is it, ok?"

"Yeah. Yeah," said the other girl, "It's ok. More."

Ginger went back to the girl's crack and pushed deeply between the red lips to fuck the girl's vagina with her tongue a few times. Then she moved to the girl's clit again and sucked on it hungrily at the same time she put her hand on the back of the girl's head and pushed her face into her crotch. Ginger had practiced this several times before. Once in a training session that Brother Samuel led.

Laura wasn't really certain what to do. She tried imitate what Ginger was doing, putting her mouth over Ginger's sex and pushing in with her tongue. Then she backed her head off so she could see and began exploring Ginger's pussy with her fingers. She found the little ringed protrusion that was Ginger's clitoris and tried sucking it between her teeth, like she felt Ginger doing to her.

Ginger nuzzled her nose ring between the lips to touch it to the other girl's clitoral ring. Instantly she felt the familiar wetness under her collar as it spread the Orgzone chemical against her skin. It was almost instantly absorbed and a warm, hungry horniness seemed to fill her mind and body. She held the back of Laura's head and tried to push her crotch against the other girl's nose. "Touch the rings.... Touch your nose ring to mine on my clit," she said rubbing the girl's face with her pussy.

"What?" Laura said into Ginger's pelvis.

"Touch the rings together. Your nose to my clit. Get them to touch," Ginger said pushing the top of her pussy against the girl's nose.

Whether by design or accident, Ginger's clit ring and Laura's nose ring must of have made contact, because Ginger heard the other girl release a little moan, "oooo....ooo .... ooo my shiish". At the same time Ginger felt the familiar wetness again then the gentle rushing of feeling good that urged her to fill her own vagina with ... something and suck more. Ginger never felt so in control of her own pleasure.

"Good girl," Ginger said and went back to sucking the younger girl's clit and its little ring back into her mouth. She pushed her tongue into the other girl's pussy as far as she could get it and it was obvious to Ginger that it's wetness was more than dog semen. The girl was getting hot. Pulling back from the now sloppier pussy, Ginger began to suck on the clitoris and ring again.

The little dorm room's door slid open and Timond walked in.

Both girls stopped and looked up at Timond. He went over to the computer and sat down. "It's ok. Go ahead do what you are doing. Turns out there is no big hurry. They changed the schedule and we don't have to be up there for awhile. And I need to check something here. See, if you can make her cum, Ginger." The girls didn't know Timond had been watching from outside, and was now looking at physiological data that the constantly monitoring network was collecting on Laura's body. Pulse, skin temperature, its galvanic response, eye dilation, respiration rate, oxygen level... he could see that the little 9 year old was getting excited to a level her history indicated was a new peak.

Ginger immediately went back to the clitoris in front of her. She alternated between touching it with her nose ring, then sucking, and touching it with the ring on her index finger, then pushing it around and thumping it back and forth with her index finger. They weren't lucky enough to get another reward from their collars but the little girl's pussy was getting so much wetter it was beginning to weep on to her thigh again, which Ginger knew was a good sign.

After a couple of minutes the network had randomly decided to give both girls another reward from their collars and Ginger through her head back in urgent exhilaration and lust again.

Unbeknownst to the girls, Timond was adjusting the programing of Laura's collar and could watch the higher peaks of sexual stimulation that the building's monitoring platform was picking up from the sensors in her collar. He watched the line on the screen do a steady climb each time Ginger rubbed the clitoris rapidly with her finger. "There keep doing that. She likes that," he said looking down at Ginger and her vibrating hand.

"uuu" They both heard the little girl moan again.

Timond went over and pulled a rubber glove from his utility belt as he knelt down next to Ginger's head and Laura's crotch and reached for Ginger's hand. "Here. Put this on." He held it for Ginger to slip her wet fingers into the glove. "Now," he said taking her hand , "put your finger in here like this." He put his hand over Ginger's and his index finger over her's, then directed it into the small girl's vagina. They would just barely fit. "Feel that roughness. It feels like ... like corrugated cardboard sort of," he said as he pushed Ginger's finger against the top of Laura's vagina. "That's called the vaginal sponge. Most girls really like that," he said watching the girl's face as he pushed and pulled Ginger's wrist to rubber her finger back and forth across the rough surface.

"Yeah. Cool! I feel it," Ginger's voice rose in excitement. She reached down with her other and and pulled the girl's face towards her own crotch. "Come on," she encouraged and pulled the little girl's mouth to her own crotch.

"That'll really get her going," Timond said as he pushed Ginger's finger against the top of the vagina and pushed it in and out faster.

"I feel it. She's really wet," Ginger observed.

"Now push your finger in as far as you can and see if you can touch the bump."

Ginger fucked her finger in and out and farther back until, "Yeah. Wow! What's that?"

"That's her cervix. I showed you before, you just don't remember. That's what the boys hit when the upper Form boys are fucking you really deep," Timond watched Ginger's face as she turned it to him full of awe.

"Oh! Ow!" Laura was making noises and trying to close her knees on Ginger's hand but Timond held them apart. The girl's collar was flashing redder and more rapidly.

"Steady, bitch. Spread." He braced his elbow and hand against her thighs. "Keep those legs open and let her fuck you."

"Wow! Cool," Ginger pushed it in and tried to move it back and forth.

"Keep fucking her, back along the sponge, then back into the cervix and bang it like a little trampoline, then back ... fuck her faster and suck her clit. Bael, show me the screen."

The computer screen turned and Timond could see the lines rising in progressively upward peaks that had a special meaning to him. "Bael, increase bitch Laura's collar program +.04 OZ and down on the BCF -.01."

"Acknowledged increase OZ +.04 and decrease BCF -.01"

"Yeah, he had it all fucked up. Cum for us now, sweety." Timond reached over Ginger's waste and put his hand on the back of the girl's head. "Cum for Mr. Timond."

"Oh."

Ginger came up for air for a few seconds. "Come on. Cum for Mr. Timond, Laura. That's a good girl," Ginger echoed as she furiously pumped the girl's cunt and took a few breaths, then went back to sucking the pussy's clit.

"Oooh! Oooh!" The girl started screaming and her collar locked on red.

Ginger stopped and looked up at Mr. Timond to give him a proud smile.

"Ginger, don't stop. Keep sucking, sweety."

Ginger pushed her face back into the girl's pussy as she pushed up to her still making little sounds. As Ginger sucked her clitoris in the girl jerked away in reaction as if it was too sensitive now and pulled her legs closed with Ginger's hand still in her pussy. Ginger put her free hand on one of the girl's thighs to pull them apart a little and curled her index finger still in the girl's vagina and continued to rub rapidly against the rough ridges at the top of the girl's vagina. "She won't let me lick her anymore," she said to Timond.

"That's ok," he said folding his arms in satisfaction. "You're doing great. Good girl. Good girls."

After a short wait, Ginger let go of her. Timond stood and held his hand down to Ginger. "Good bitch, Ginger. We gotta get you up to the boys." Laura was calming down and relaxed onto her side with her knees together.

"Don't we get showered and cleaned?" she asked as she stood? "Maybe the boys will want to do my butt."

"Yeah, they will. So, sure," he took her hand and pulled off the rubber glove dropping it on the floor for some cleaning bot to worry over.

"Goody," she said waving her other hand a little. "I didn't get to cum though," she said looking up at him questioningly.

"Maybe the boys will take care of that," he said taking her hand in his, "Let's go get you started. I'll come back and get her while you're ass pumped."

The door slid open as the little girl behind them went back to sleep on the rug and await his return.

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by Alexander Martin

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