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      Rape, Incest, Parent/Child_Incest, Slavery, Father/Daughter, Medical
      Kink, Anal, Urethral_Play, Sounding, Forced_Orgasm, Extremely_Dubious
      Consent, Daddy_Kink, Speculum, Sex_Toys, off-screen_body_modification,
      Non-Consensual_Body_Modification, Bestiality, Cervix_Penetration,
      Inflation, Fisting, Non-Consensual_Drug_Use
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      Published: 2018-03-06 Updated: 2018-03-20 Chapters: 7/? Words: 22607
****** Concubitus Varii ******
by LoweredStandards
Summary
     In a patriarchal and dystopian future world full of hedonism and
     extravagant aristocracy, Percival Hart, a member of high society, has
     just divorced his wife and is now finally able to purchase his first
     pleasure slaves.
     Ancient Roman revivalism is prevalent and has interwoven itself into
     the culture, which influences everything from fashion, to
     architecture, to the very government itself. Slavery has been legal
     for over fifteen years now, and anything is fair game. As such an
     affluent man, Hart had been snickered at for his wife refusing to let
     him own any slaves for his personal use.
     Which has left him with a lot to prove.
     Warnings:
     This story contains extreme content that may offend some readers, so
     please make sure to take a look at the tags! Each chapter's kinks are
     listed in the notes, so if something comes up that squicks you, just
     skip the chapter!
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Infamia *****
Chapter Notes
     [Kinks: slavery, underage, daddy kink, father/daughter, incest,
     medical play, urethral play, anal, medical exam, bondage, non-con/
     rape, M/f]
 
 
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Percival Hart spread the stirrups of his private gynecological exam chair open
further, exposing his daughter to him completely as he stepped back to look.
Hart had been a top surgeon up until just three years before, when he had
decided to retire from practicing and focus on his business, creating advanced
treatments and medical prosthetics. The man had two rooms added to the estate
in preparation for the pleasure slaves he had planned to purchase: an
examination room which also functioned as a clinic, and a small surgery, but
his wife had thrown a fit every time the subject was broached and so until now
the rooms had gone unused.    
Ada was fourteen now, practically a woman. Hart blatantly assessed her thin
form, causing the girl to shift uncomfortably under his gaze. She had a lovely
face: freckles-less despite her fiery red hair and extremely fair skin. Her
breasts were on the small side, but she was still young and they would likely
grow. He moved closer and ran his fingers around the swell of her right breast
before settling on her pink pencil-eraser nipple.
Ada sniffled quietly as she watched her father. She didn’t seem to have any
begging left in her at the moment, but that would likely change, with what he
was about to do to her.
The man had originally only changed his daughter’s legal status to “Pleasure
Slave” earlier in the morning in order to further devastate his ex-wife, but
seeing the beautiful girl spread out helpless before him had him patting
himself on the back.
Hart’s ex-wife had been from a wealthy and socially political family like
himself, and she had been stunning, and so Hart had married her with little
thought. She gave him a Ada right away but then mysteriously never got pregnant
again.
Fed up with Mrs. Hart’s frivolous spending, horrid attitude, refusal to allow
pleasure slaves into the estate, and secretly taking birth control in order not
to bare anymore children so that a son might have been produced, Hart had
divorced her without warning. The drastic and extremely patriarchal changes in
the laws after the recent brutal reshaping of society, combined with the
affluent and successful political/social status that he held, resulted in his
simply having to pay his ex-wife’s family back her legally decided worth and
removing her from his house. He of course retained full custody of Ada, who as
a underage female was already essentially Hart’s property to do with as he
wished in the first place.
He immediately enslaved her. It was a still considered a bit of a scandalous
move, enslaving an immediate relative, but the debauchery of the thing combined
with the fact that the country was emulating ancient Roman society more and
more, had the enslavement, or even marriage, of family becoming fashionable.
Hart gave Ada’s nipple a quick tweak while holding her terrified gaze, just to
watch her eyes fill with tears as the situation grew suddenly more real for
her. The retired doctor brushed a lock of wavy red hair from her eyes and
shushed her gently, “it’s alright, sweetheart. I know that I haven’t taken the
time to get as close to you as I should have. I haven’t been a good daddy to
you, but now I’m going to start. You’ll be with me all the time now.”
Tears welled up in Ada’s eyes as Hart sat down on the stool that had been
positioned at the end of the examination chair. He rolled himself in between
her legs and gently pulled her minimal labia apart with his thumbs, “you have a
cute pussy. Nice and pink.” He let go of her labia and moved on to her clit,
pulling the hood back experimentally.  
“Good, your hood is small and only partially covers your clit. I imagine that
when you become aroused it becomes almost completely exposed. It looks like I
won’t have to be making any alterations,” Hart assured her with a smile,
patting the inside of her thigh.
“Let’s take a look inside. You are a virgin, aren’t you, Ada?”
Ada watched in fear as Hart picked up a metal implement that she had never seen
before that was shaped like a shiny metal duck bill with a little winding key
attached to one side, “I am. I’ve never even kissed a boy. So don’t, Daddy
please-”
Hart ignored her as he lubed up the speculum and gently slid it into her pussy
to the hilt as a noise of discomfort was jolted from the girl. Another whine
escaped her as he began turning the key, widening the blades inside her. She
tried to shift her hips away from the intrusion futilely as she was stretched
to her limit.
“There we are,” Hart soothed her once she was completely open. He tilted the
bright examination light that loomed above him down toward her opening and held
up a mirror, positioning it for her so that she could see all the way inside of
herself.
Ada shook her head, her breaths becoming faster from the constant feeling of
being held open. Hart had dosed her with some slow-to-act mild aphrodisiacs,
and it seemed that they were starting to take effect. He selected a long steel
probe lined with measurements from a prepared sterile tray, inserting it into
the space of the girl’s spread out vagina, “this is the cervix; the entrance to
the womb,” he gently but firmly touched the rounded end of the probe against
the small pink doughnut, caressing it lightly before taking down her vaginal
depth in his notes.
Ada’s breath hitched as she stared straight down her own pussy. Her father
continued on as he began to press the probe in small circles against the tiny
closed hole in the middle, “and this is the os, the actual opening. As I’m sure
you’ve noticed, it’s very sensitive and direct stimulation can be too much for
some women until they are trained into enjoying it.”
“Daddy, daddy please stop. I don’t know what I did but I’m so sorry, please
don’t do this anymore, I’ll be good I promise,” his daughter pleaded, her cute
breasts jerking with little sobs.
“Oh, it wasn’t anything you did, baby. It was your mother’s fault, she did this
to you,” Hart continued stimulating that little dip in the girl’s cervix as he
spoke, “now, I do believe that you’ll be a good girl for me. I can treat you
very well,” he slowly circled the rim of her cervix, making her twitch, “but if
you’re bad I won’t hesitate to punish you, and you do not want me to have to do
that.” Hart pushed hard at the tender junction of cervix and vaginal wall.
The girl yelped and shook her head, “no, please! I’ll be good!”
The probe was withdrawn, “then I’ll make sure to let you have a reward at the
end of your  enslavement intake,” Hart held up the pad in order to show Ada the
screen.
Dismayed, she found herself unable to look away from her own file and the notes
on her more private areas. Bold words at the top of the document declared her
legal status as a slave.
“Now, onto the next step,” Hart exchanged the probe for a larger one. It was
slim and only two centimeters wide, but it looked huge to Ada.
He applied a generous lubricant to the probe before rubbing additional lube
onto Ada’s pucker, making what was coming next clear to the girl. She winced in
realization and immediately clamped down on as she felt the tip tease against
her hole. Her father tsked. “It will go easier if you relax, and it’s going to
happen either way, so you might as well do yourself a favor.”
Ada tried to do as he had instructed, afraid of potential pain, but was still
unavoidably tight with fear. He pressed the probe forward, watching his
daughter’s face as her mouth became a little “O” and her eyes widened in
surprise at the feeling of it sliding home.
Finished with those notes, Hart took hold of the probe once again, “that was
your rectum. It’s not quite deep enough for me to get my entire cock into, but
that’s why we’re going to have a look at your colon as well,” He started a
smooth press of the probe forward, angling it to the left and searching for the
bend that led up into her colon.
He found it quickly and slid the tool forward, enjoying the high keen that it
produced from Ada. “It’s too far inside me! Stop!” she begged.
“I’m not even at the end yet- Ah! There we are,” Hart looked down at the probe
and gave it a little twist as he checked the depth, “twelve inches to the end
of your ascending colon, very nice.”
After a minute or two or thrusting the probe in and out of the girl in order to
amuse himself, Hart let go of the probe. The metal tube stayed protruded from
her asshole, the majority of it still buried deep in her bowels. Ada was now
dripping wet despite her fear and reluctance, the drugs and sexual teasing
doing their work. He took another quick measurement of Ada’s vaginal depth, now
that she was fully aroused and her pussy had loosened and lengthened in
preparation for being fucked.
“Now,” Hart began, picking up a very thin probe and sliding it up and down
across the flesh in between Ada’s clit and pussy opening, “do you see this
little hole here?” he used the tip of the probe to point to her tiny urethra,
barely visible.
It wouldn’t stay like that for long.
“This is your urethra, your pee-hole. It’s very, very sensitive. And I want to
see how much you enjoy me playing with this. It’s an area I’ve always wanted to
play with more extensively, and so you’re going to be trained to...specialize
in this area,” he began inserting the tip of the probe as he spoke, stopping
when it was just slightly inside of her entrance.
Ada gave a wordless complaint that went unheeded, and Hart stopped his teasing
and pushed the probe in all the way to the end of the passage in one movement,
causing Ada’s body to jerk as she let out a small cry. It was extremely
sensitive, her father was right.
Ada’s urethra burned a little with the stretch and she felt a little like she
had to pee, but the discomfort was overshadowed by the pleasurable electric
sensation that came along with it.
“One and a half inches. I know that seems short but don’t worry, that’s
actually average,” he explained and rotated the implement in his hand before
withdrawing it slowly, keeping the tip just inside.
“Another reason that urethral play is so fun is…” he angled the probe upward
and applied pressure, rocking the tip back and forth.
Ada shouted and thrashed her head as the probe rubbed against her clit from the
inside. Her father didn’t stop, and Ada’s small tits began to heave. The girl’s
toes flexed and curled in the stirrups as she tried to fight off the powerful
sensations without success. She bit her lip.
The young teen had explored herself before, probing into her pussy with curious
fingers, and she had felt the stirrings of arousal, but never anything close to
this overwhelming wave of pulsing heat and want. It was so good but also almost
painful.
She was becoming more desperate and frantic by the moment.
Hart slid the probe in all the way back in until Ada felt it bump into the end
of the small passage.
“Can you guess what this is, up here above your pee-hole?” Hart asked as he
pressed forward slightly.
“My- My bladder?”
“Very good,” Hart pushed the tool past the slight resistance that the opening
provided and paid his daughter’s scream no mind, “two inches. That makes a
three and a half inch total depth, but with training we should be able to get
even deeper.”
Ada started to shake her head again, some of her red hair falling over the side
of the chair. It was a pretty sight, Hart thought to himself. He gave the probe
a few more efficient thrusts and replaced the tool with a proper urethral
sound, slightly larger than the probe had been.
The sound was fucked slowly in and out of her bladder, the end tapping against
her walls and making her twitch her hips helplessly at the painful-in-a-good-
way stretch, “please,” she choked.
“You’ve been so good. Let Daddy take care of you now,” Hart assured her gently
as he slid the sound out of her.
“No!” Ada automatically protested as her hole was left empty.
Once she realized what she’d said she to cry again. Hart rubbed one of her
thighs reassuringly, “shh, I know. You want your Daddy to fuck your bladder and
make you cum so badly, don’t you? Go ahead and ask me for what you need, Ada,”
he soothed and chose another, slightly larger sound.
He picked an impressive steel one that was beaded down the shaft. It reached
almost one centimeter at its widest, and Ada screwed her blue eyes shut at the
sight as she tried to stop her body from wanting it.
“Watch, Ada,” her father pinched her clit in order to get her attention.
Her eyes flew open as she yelped in pained surprise.
It was a tight fit, but Hart still forced the first bead of the rod through the
resistance and into her hole. Ada heaved out a sob, half misery, half pleasure
as it finally breached her opening.
“Does it feel good, having the bead slide over your clit from inside?”
Ada shook her head in denial.
“You’re not being very good, Ada. I told you to ask for something and you’ve
ignored me. Now, tell Daddy what you want.” This was clearly not a request..
Ada tried to settle herself, fixed by her father’s deadly serious stare. She
took a deep shuddering breath and stammered out, “um, p-please, Daddy. Please…
Please fuck my bladder and- and make me cum.”
“Good girl, Ada. You’re such a good slut for me, aren’t you?” he asked, inching
another bead inside.
“Y-yes, Daddy,” Ada appeased him, her breasts heaving.
Hart suddenly and swiftly slid the sound forward until it bottomed out and
pressed against the firm but pliable muscle of her bladder, her responding cry
causing Hart’s cock to twitch in his paints. He pressed his left hand against
himself and shifted in place as he watched his daughter’s piss-hole swallowing
the beads over and over while she wreathed against her bonds. It was tempting
to just fuck her right then... But he had specifically planned for her first
orgasm to be from having her urethra and bladder stimulated. And it looked like
with Ada she was guaranteed to cum just from this alone.
He exhaled heavily out of his nose and returned to the task at hand. The sooner
she came the sooner Hart could take her for the first time. He pressed a button
on the handle of the sound in his hand, setting the tool to vibrate in order to
speed things along. The beads jumped to life with powerful vibrations as they
pressed and slid over the girl’s clit from the inside, and popped in and out of
the sphincter at the entrance of her bladder
Ada shrieked at the sudden over-stimulation, the sound of it bouncing around
the sterile room, “Nooo- ahh!” Words quickly dissolved into meaningless
screams.
Her hands twitched opened and closed uselessly and her legs attempted to kick
out. Something was building up in her, something huge and terrifying,
“Something’s- oh! Something’s happening! Daddy!” she begged for help, frantic,
and began to shudder.
The probe still protruding from her ass began to jump along with Ada’s muscles
as they tensed rhythmically with her impending orgasm, causing the steel bar to
almost wag up and down.  
“That’s it, Ada, cum for your Daddy,” Hart sped up his thrusts and pressed two
fingers from his free hand into Ada’s pussy, still held open by the speculum.
He pressed his fingers against the upper wall where he could feel and even see
the sound moving in and out of his daughter through the thin flesh that
separated her urethra and pussy. She howled from the overwhelming pleasure and
her first orgasm crashed over her. Ada arched in the chair and thrashed as Hart
continued to fuck her through her orgasm.
When she finally came down from her extended orgasm her body sagged, her
muscles loosened and a heavy sedated feeling creeping over her. She twitched as
her father pulled the sound free and sighed in relief as he withdrew the probe
from her ass. She waited for him to remove the speculum as well, but instead he
just turned in his seat in order to retrieved another tool she that couldn’t
identify.
It was one of Hart’s own designs; a female golden plug, designed to stimulate,
train, and be decorative all at once. The bar of the sound, a little smaller
than Hart’s pinky, was gold and had a hollow ball at one end that reached one
centimeter at its widest that held a chime inside. The ball worked to hold the
plug in place as it sat just inside the bladder’s sphincter. When the slave who
was wearing it moved, the ringing of the bell stimulated both the bladder and
urethra as the vibrations ran down the length of the sound. At the other end of
the thick sound was a golden filigree ornament.
Hart lubed up the sound and held it against Ada’s urethral opening while she
watched, uncomprehending. She snapped out of her daze as soon as the ball, much
larger than anything then anything she had taken before, started working it’s
way inside her, “oh my God, no! It’s not going to fit, it’ll break my pee-
hole!”
“It will fit. I know what your limits are, and I know how far I can push
without causing injury,” he gave a good shove against the handle of the sound
and the ball popped in.
“No no no no no- take it out, please!” Ada’s limbs jerked as the ball stretched
her much further than before. She grit her teeth against the burning pain, her
whole body held taut.
Hart let the wide ball simply sit in her urethra for a long unnecessary moment
while he admired his work, watching her squirm. The ball created a distinct
bulge in the wall of her pussy, which was plainly visible thanks to the
speculum. He touched the tip of a vibrator against the bump, sending shockwaves
through per pussy wall and into the ball. Ada grunted as her clit was
stimulated as well.
The older man let out a pleased hum at the reaction and held the vibe there
longer, until Ada was panting and her cunt was twitching again. The girl sucked
in a sharp breath as the sound was pushed in completely and let out a little
whimper when the ball finally slipped into her bladder and settled. The
decorative end of the plug rested snug against the space in between her pussy
and clit, looking just like an elegant pussy piercing.
“Lovely,” Hart approved and pulled the speculum free from her pussy without
closing the blades, causing Ada to shout as the flared ends forced her open
further before fully exiting.   
Ada moaned and remained limp as her father unlocked her restraints and didn’t
resist as he helped her stand. The bell within her bladder rung with every
movement and she could feel it tingle all the way down to her clit. She placed
her fingers over the stud and shuddered.
“You’ll have to remove it in order to relieve yourself, but you’ll also be
required to replace it immediately. If I find out that you haven’t been wearing
it, and I will find out, you will be severely punished,” Hart instructed as he
half carried Ada through the partition out of the examination area and into the
rest of the little clinic.
Hart had her lie on one of the beds and positioned her pliant form until he was
satisfied with her ass right at the edge of the hip-height bed. He took himself
from his pants and quickly slicked up his cock, pulling himself several times
as he watched Ada blink slowly around the room. Her dazed eyes landed on her
father’s large erection after a moment and comprehension flooded her face. He
stepped forward before she could attempt to leave the bed and pulled her pale
legs apart, holding the left up and away in a firm grip while he took his dick
into his other hand. He pressed the head of his cock against Ada’s wet cunt and
savored the fact that he was about to take his daughter’s virginity.
Hart hadn’t realized just how much fucking his own child would turn him on, but
he had never been this hard before, “you really are a slut Ada, you’re wet
again. Wet at the idea of your Daddy being the first one inside you. I won’t
make you wait any more, don’t worry.”
He slammed home in one thrust, burying himself inside of his daughter up to his
balls. Ada yelped and tried to twist away, but Hart held her steady. He began
fucking her pussy in short thrusts, her new urethral plug rubbing against his
dick pleasurably.
The plug was stimulating her as well and she began to let out little breathy
moans along with each trust as she was slowly fucked increasingly harder, the
plug shifting and bumping inside her adding to the stimulation of the constant
ringing of the chime.
“Tell your mother how much you love being fucked by your Daddy. Let her know
that you can’t wait to have me up your tight little ass.”
“W-what?”
Hart pointed upward at a camera mounted unobtrusively on the wall to their
left. Ada hadn’t noticed the cameras before, but now that she was paying
attention she could see that they were everywhere. Hart slowed his thrusts and
rotated his hips slightly, “I offered your mother a rather generous amount in
parting, a gift to help make her comfortable during her new life as an old
maid. All she had to do to accept the funds was to agree to watch this entire
intake procedure.”
Ada stared at the camera, stunned and uncomprehending. Hart chuckled a bit,
“Yes, your Mother agreed to watch me rape you in order to be paid an amount
which, to be perfectly honest, was not much of an extravagance for me at all.
She’s been watching you this whole time. Now, tell her,” he emphasized his
demand with a harsh snap of his hips as he leaned forward in order to fondle a
nipple in between his thumb and forefinger.
She squealed, and then again as Hart pinched her nipple hard when she
hesitated, “Okay!”
The redhead looked tearfully up at one of the cameras and told it with a
quivering voice, “I- Mom I- I love being fucked by Daddy. It feels so- ah! So
good,” she licked her pink lips unconsciously and moaned tearfully, “I can’t
wait for him to fuck my- my ass.”
Ada’s hands fluttered upward out of their own accord and settled on the firm
chest of her father, who was currently rocking the head of his dick firmly
against her cervix. Her hands twisted in the expensive material of his dress
shirt but he graciously allowed it for the time being.
To Hart’s surprise, Ada continued, “and I don’t want him to, Mom, but he’s
making me feel so good and- oh! And I hate you! You- you bitch!”
Hart smiled down at Ada before grinning cruelly up at his ex-wife through the
camera. Breaking in Ada would be much easier with the girl hating her mother.
With some work he expected that he could likely convince her that her entire
enslavement was his ex-wife’s fault.
“I’m glad that you’re feeling good, sweetheart. And I can make you feel even
better,” Hart pulled out and changed his angle, sliding into her ass with one
firm push of his hips.
He was too impatient at that point to work his way inside slowly, so he figured
that he might as well get it over with; like ripping off a bandaid in a way.
Ada wailed and Hart grunted as she tightened around him with little spasms of
pain. He held still so that she could adjust; he wanted her to begin
associating anal with pleasure, not discomfort. Hart waited until his daughter
settled her pained bucking before slowly beginning to thrust as he felt her
muscles loosen the tight grip that they had on his dick. She still wasn’t
completely relaxed, but it didn’t feel like she was trying to crush his cock
anymore.
Ada’s breath stuttered in her chest as the burning pain began to fade into a
not-unpleasant ache. She watched her father’s face openly, lips parted, as he
bent forward, practically folding Ada in half in order to kiss her. She
protested with a weak whine but didn’t turn her head away. He teased her bee-
stung lips lightly with his tongue and teeth until she visibly gave up.
Her body became more slack and pliant and she opened her mouth for her father
to lick his way inside. She even tentatively attempted to return the kiss as
Hart let go of one of her legs and placed his hand firmly on a breast instead.
He gripped it hard as he began to speed up, his length plunging deep into her.
It was becoming harder and harder for Ada not to move her hips up to meet his
thrusts, “Oh, Daddy-” she gasped into Hart’s mouth raggedly.
The hand on her tit switched it’s attention to her nipple. He began to roll and
pinch Ada’s cute nipple back and forth, sharply plucking it occasionally as she
whined.
“Touch yourself,” Hart instructed, pulling away from her lips, “play with the
jewelry that I gave you.”
Ada complied, timidly tugging on the decorative stud that kept the plug from
getting lost inside of her. Just that one little pull sent sharp pleasure
coursing through her, and she couldn’t help but do it again, and harder. She
couldn’t stop herself from beginning to whimper and moan in time with her
father’s thrusts in and out of her ass as she started to play with the little
ornament in earnest. The feeling of it in her pee-hole combined with her
father’s cock rubbing deep against her walls was starting to feel incredible.
She tossed her head to the side, her long hair fanning out across the small
bed, the bright red of it a stark contrast to the white sheets.
She fucked herself with the plug harder, her cries growing louder. She could
only slide the plug in and out about half of an inch but it was enough to bring
her to the edge. Hart squeezed her nipple in between his fingers firmly and
pulled it sharply away from her breast, causing her to shout out and seize up,
shuddering with another orgasm.
Hart’s hips jolted forward as her ass clamped down on his cock and her walls
started to pulse around him. He thrust into Ada jerkily a few more times before
he stilled and shot his cum deep into her ass.
They stayed joined for several long moments, panting. “Make sure to keep
Daddy’s cum inside,” Hart instructed as he slipped his softening member out of
the girl’s ass.
He watched the little hole slowly close without any cum escaping with
satisfaction. Ada was going to turn into a slave that Hart could be proud of,
he could tell, and he had very high standards when it came to things that may
influence his reputation.
Ada would have to be groomed carefully in order to become a proper high class
slave, but she had certainly shown quite a bit of potential so far.
Hart plucked a handkerchief from his pocket and used it to clean himself off
and threw the soiled cloth to the ground for a menial slave to deal with,
“William is outside. He’ll take you to my room where you can clean yourself off
and rest,” he dismissed as he finished putting himself away.
Ada would be sleeping in his bed from now on, his own little concubine in
training. He watched her walk carefully to the door, unused to the tiny
vibrations that each step caused inside of her sensitive urethra. She looked
back over her shoulder at him with wide eyes before leaving the room, rubbing
at her sore and reddened nipple with a thumb without realizing just how erotic
she looked doing so. The man let his eyes linger on the display until she
followed his gaze and hurriedly removed her hand from her breast with a blush.
Hart should have divorced his wife years ago.
 
***** Catella *****
Chapter Notes
     [Kinks: BESTIALITY, slavery, off-screen body modification, bondage,
     non-con/rape, puppy play, no really a lot of bestiality,
     masturbation]
 
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Hart watched as his new purchase woke, blinking blurrily around the room as the
heavy cloud of sedation lifted from her dark eyes. The new slave’s fear grew
visibly as she realized her nude state and took in the room around her, her
eyes lingered on each piece of medical equipment.
Wide and terrified eyes met his from the medical bed in front of him. The girl
was held immobile on the bed, her wrists and ankles cuffed to the framework by
padded leather restraints. The new slave opened her mouth in order to ask what
was happening, but no sound emerged from her lips. The man waited, allowing her
panic to grow for his own amusement.
He was currently viewed with humor by his peers for his lack of harem, but now
that his shrew of an ex-wife was out of the picture he could start catching up.
This was his first pleasure slave purchase, made only one week after he
enslaved his daughter, Ada. Two pleasure slaves was still a bit pathetic, but
he wanted to make sure to train them up personally in the beginning, so he
didn’t want to rush into buying too many slaves all at once.
He planned for his slaves to be novel and exciting; to have something that set
them apart from the other pleasure slaves of high society.
“I’ve personally removed your vocal cords, so don’t bother trying to speak.
Puppies don’t talk, after all,” he explained coolly as her hands attempted to
fly to her throat, only to be held in place.
“Do you remember being auctioned? You immediately underwent went heavy
anesthesia almost immediately so that I could make my little alterations. I
wouldn’t be surprised if your memory from before that is hazy. I believe you
were sold because of medical debt, but that doesn’t really matter anymore,” He
turned as he spoke, retrieving a sturdy leather collar from where it was
waiting on a nearby tray.
With the advanced medical procedures available and the fact that it was such a
minor surgery, the procedure hadn’t really affected her health. She wasn’t in
any pain, instead she was only mildly bothered by an uncomfortable sensation in
her throat and legs. She was perfectly fit and there was no reason for Hart not
to play start playing with her right then.
Hart neared with the collar and the slave tossed her head from side to side in
an attempt to stop the collar from being secured around her neck, but it was
still efficiently locked in place despite her defiance, “you’re my Puppy now,
and that’s all you’ll be called from now on. You’ll never hear your freeborn
name again,” Hart firmly took her jaw in his hand and forced her to look at
him, “you’ll live as my bitch and I’ve taken some measures to assure that. As
well as debarking you I’ve heeled you. That’s snipping the tendons in your
ankles; so you’ll be crawling everywhere from now on. I’ve also given you a
nice little clit piercing as a gift to make things easier on you when you’re
fucked.”
Puppy’s shoulders shook harder at the news and she attempted to speak. Her lips
opened and closed uselessly as she mouthed silent words. Hart couldn’t help but
smile at the sight.
“I think It’s time that I introduce you to someone special. Let’s go on a
little walk. Please behave yourself,” he held up a sleek black baton to
emphasize what was clearly not a request.
The baton briefly produced the telltale buzzing and snapping sounds of an
electroshock weapon as he held it above her frozen face. Trusting that she got
the message, hart clipped a leash to the ring on the front of her collar and
freed her from the cuffs keeping her on the bed.
She attempted to scurry away across the opposite side of the bed, but Hart
easily caught her by the leash and dragged her back, tossing her onto the cold
floor, “No,” he scolded sharply as he touched the end of the stun baton to her
hip.
The slave’s whole body tensed and jerked in agony that only lasted a split
second, but was more than enough.
Hart started walking without waiting for her to recover, tugging on the lead in
his hand. The girl tried resisting the pull on her collar, but that just
resulted in her coughing and choking as she was dragged across the smooth floor
by her leash. That, combined with a not at all subtle flash of a stun baton,
had Puppy crawling along after him.
One of the menial slaves spotted them and paused in his duties in order to
watch them pass, Puppy being led on all fours, as they spent several long
minutes making their way through the halls. Arriving at their destination, Hart
swung open the heavy wooden door and revealed a large study.
Puppy let out a little breath in relief. This didn’t look like the nightmarish
sex dungeon that she had been expecting.
A doberman was sprawled across a plush dog bed at the end of the room’s
prominent desk. He stared at them for a long moment with his ears perked,
before trotting over to investigate the newcomer. The dog thoroughly sniffed
Puppy’s face in greeting, causing the girl to wrinkle her nose as a he snuffled
against her ear. 
The specialized breeder that Hart had gotten his dog from was known for
carefully training and breeding them to have certain traits that made them far
superior than the average mutt when it came to fucking slaves. They would fuck
a slave without protest, and would often do so without any prompting at all.
These designer dogs were also slower to knot, resulting in them being able to
fuck for much, much longer.     
“This is Brutus, you’re going to be spending a lot of time together from now
on,” Hart explained as Brutus gave her cheek a quick lick.
“It looks like he approves of his new companion. Go ahead and give him a kiss
back, don’t be rude.”
Puppy stared up at Hart from where she was kneeling, her eyes uncomprehending.
She turned to the dog and awkwardly pressed a kiss under Brutus’ ear. Hart
nudged her thigh with the tip of his shoe in warning, “not like that. Give him
a proper kiss, use your tongue.”
The corners of Hart’s mouth lifted slightly with a twitch as his new Puppy
turned her head back him with horrified disgust. She was beginning to realize
exactly what was happening and fresh tears fell onto the rug underneath her.
Her stomach tightened in disgust and fear as she tried to come to terms with
what she was about to do.
After a long hesitation that almost had Hart reaching for his stun baton again,
Puppy let out a little sob and slowly bent forward and gave Brutus’s muzzle a
tiny lick with the tip of her tongue while avoiding touching the dog’s actual
mouth.
“Ah, ah,” Hart warned, his voice strict, “I told you to kiss him properly.”
She sucked in a few ragged breaths and leaned forward once more, pressing close
and running her tongue up the side of his muzzle, slower. She could feel the
tip of her tongue dipping into the side of the dog’s mouth and running against
his teeth. Excited, Brutus licked her back on the mouth repeatedly. Hart gave
the leash a little tug to get the girl’s attention and instructed her to
continue. 
Puppy allowed Brutus to lick into her mouth, crying as she tried to reciprocate
the non-kiss, flicking her tongue against his, strangely smooth and slick. Hart
could feel his pulse beginning to quicken at the sight. The power of it was
incredible; being able to force someone into submitting to something so
humiliating and degrading was making him begin to grow hard in his pants. And
the fact that he was going to make her enjoy her debanchment was an even
headier feeling.      
The dog lost interest in the kiss and backed up, licking his lips. Hart tapped
at Puppy’s hip with his foot, “hands and knees, there we go, good girl,” he
approved as she sniffled and did as told, tense.
“Now, put your head down to the floor,” he instructed her until she was
kneeling on his expensive rug, her front pressed to the floor and her ass up in
the air, legs apart. She was completely displayed.
Hart pulled a spreader bar and an anal plug with a soft tail on the end down
from a display of toys hanging against one of the walls. It managed to blend in
so discreetly with the room that Puppy hadn’t noticed it until now She shifted
apprehensively as the bar was locked onto her thighs, insuring that her legs
were held apart.
“This is the ‘Present’ position. So if I give you that command you will get
into this pose, understood?” he asked as he slicked up the plug as the slave’s
only preparation.
She nodded tearfully and buried her face in her arms.
Hart slowly began to work the tapered end into the girl’s anus. She grunted in
protest as it neared its widest and tried to wiggle away, but it was easy to
keep her in place with the spreader bar holding her.
With a firm push the plug slid into place and she convulsed, gurgling out
something like a scream. Hart stepped back to admire his work as well as clean
his hands off with the aid of one of the many boxes of wipes stored
inconspicuously around the room.
“The plug has sensors inside that analyse your mood and translate that to your
tail. When you become aroused or you get into this position, the tail will lift
itself, so it won’t get in the way of any penetration,” the tail confirmed this
by giving a few swishes before curling over slightly and lifting out of the
way, exposing her slit.
Hart signaled for Brutus and then led him over until Puppy’s head and face were
framed by the dog’s legs.
“Good. Now, He’s going to claim you as his bitch so you’re going to have to get
him hard, like a good bitch should,” he gently but firmly pulled her head up by
her dark hair, enough to be face to face with Brutus’ sheath, “puppy’s don’t
use their hands, so you’ll have to use you mouth.”
Puppy started shaking her head and trying to back away from the dog, but was
stopped by Hart’s hand on the back of her head. The baton snapped and buzzed in
warning next to her ear and the slave settled, frozen with fear. The man pulled
the weapon away, “use your mouth.”
Puppy tentatively inched forward and rubbed her nose against the sheath, hoping
that that would be enough to cause it to start to emerge. It didn’t, and so she
was forced to reach out her tongue and begin stimulating the small bulge with
her tongue. Brutus’ hips shifted and the tip of his penis slowly slid out an
inch. With a deep shuddering breath, Puppy gave the narrow tip a few licks
before taking the short length into her mouth and applying light suction.
Brutus’s hips rolled forward and the girl was forced to let go as the dog’s
cock completely slid out. Puppy stared at the large cock in shock, it must have
been at least seven inches, enough for him to completely fill her to the balls.
It was still the biggest dick that the girl had ever seen, and she looked back
at her Master, unsure if she needed to continue now that his member was
completely exposed.
Instead of responding, Hart pushed her head back down and snapped his fingers
over his slaves ass, getting Brutus’ attention. He came over obediently,
stopping where his pointing finger was held.
“Futuo,”Hart commanded.
Brutus turned to Puppy’s rear, giving the girl’s cunt a few sniffs before
running his large tongue up the length. Puppy huffed out a breath from both the
surprise and the confusingly pleasurable sensation that it produced.
Before she had returned to consciousness, Hart had dosed Puppy with slow acting
aphrodisiacs, and she was starting to feel it. Manipulating his slaves into
thinking that they were getting aroused purely from being violated was his
favorite slave breaking technique. It was an amazing turn on to him, and helped
them start acting like a proper slut if they believed that they naturally
already were one naturally.
Brutus stopped wasting time and mounted his bitch, his paws momentarily
scrabbling for purchase on her back and shoulders before he settled with one
paw braced on her back and the other on the ground. He had his claws capped in
preparation, so Puppy was saved from scratches.
She grunted at the sudden weight and turned her face toward Hart, her eyes
scrunched shut in a wince as Brutus thrust hard against her several times
before finding her pussy. She yelped silently as he pushed inside with one
quick thrust and began fucking her in earnest, with no regard to Puppy’s
pleasure. Her breath was knocked out of her lungs at the first pump of Brutus’
pelvis and her eyes flew open. They desperately met Hart’s, her mouth open and
gasping. 
“Soon I’m sure you’ll be able to cum just from his dick alone, but until you
can…” Hart took a small remote labeled “Puppy” from his pocket and pushed a
button.
Puppy’s hips twitched forward as the stud through her clit jumped to life and
began vibrating. She tried to twist away from the sensation but the spreader
bar and Brutus held her still. She began to shake her head as Brutus violently
fucked her, the narrow end of his dick ramming into the small space underneath
her cervix. There was no real thought in his thrusts, leaving her panting as
she was left unable to adjust to a rhythm. Puppy’s sex was starting to twitch
involuntarily with pleasure as she was fucked hard, her clit buzzing from the
stud.
Hart undid his pants and freed himself, giving himself long slow strokes as he
watched the red shaft plunging in and out of his new pet, “you love this don’t
you? You love being having a dog’s cock rape your cunt, you’re going to come
from being bred like a bitch,” he taunted as he thumbed at the head of his dick
with a sigh.
As soon as he finished speaking, Puppy came hard. Her thighs jerked and legs
jumped as much as they could in their bonds. She let out a heaving sob at what
he’d said, horrified. 
Brutus kept fucking without pause, uncaring that Puppy was now an oversensitive
wreck. Hart didn’t give her any mercy either, leaving the vibrating stud going
without pause.
After a few minutes of this torture the girl started pounding weakly at the
ground with her fists as she shook her head desperately. She her pleasure was
growing again, on the edge of being painful.
And Brutus’ cock was getting bigger inside her!
“Ah, is he starting to knot?” Hart asked as Puppy looked at him, her mouth
slack and panting and eyes unfocused.
“In case you weren’t aware, the penis’ of dogs swell at the base, in order to
tie themselves to their bitch before they cum. Brutus’ knot grows to the size
of a softball.”
Puppy tugged at her hair while Brutus’ knot swelled to its full size, locking
himself inside of the girl’s pussy. Her lips opened in a silent moan as the
doberman dismounted her and faced away, his dick still firmly in place. Puppy’s
tail gave a feeble wag.
The engorged knot was putting constant pressure against her G-spot, and every
time Brutus tested their tie by gently pulling at his cock, she shuddered. The
vibrations in her oversensitive clit was sending pained pleasure throughout her
body, and as Brutus rocked his knot against that sensitive spot one more time
she came again, harder than she’d ever had before.
Hart followed, shooting cum across Puppy’s bare lower back and ass. He took
several steadying breaths through his nose and cleaned himself off before
removing Puppy’s leg restraints.
He moved to sit at his desk and picked up his pad as if there wasn’t a girl
kneeling on the floor in front of him with a dog’s cock up her pussy, “once he
pulls out you will be allowed to come and use the dog bed, and you might as
well get comfortable because you and Brutus will be spending the day with me
while I work,” he paused and watched as Brutus finally tugged free.
“I will go over all the rules with you, and teach you your commands, but the
most important thing for you to know right now is that if Brutus’ cock ever
unsheathes, you are to service him like a good bitch. It doesn’t matter which
hole you use, as long as you don’t use your hands. The only thing you’re
allowed to use your hands for now is removing and replacing your tail for
Brutus’ use.”
Puppy crawled stiffly toward the large pillow sitting at the desk, crying
softly as dog cum leaked from her pussy. Hart waited until she had lied down
and Brutus had joined her before he began to work.
He occasionally glanced over to where Brutus had nosed his way in between
Puppy’s thighs, licking his own cum from her folds. She knew better then to
close her legs, and Hart spent the rest of his evening managing his affairs to
the soft sounds of lapping and harsh breathing.  
***** Compleo *****
Chapter Notes
     [Kinks: slavery, bondage, non-con/rape, cervix penetration, medical
     play, medical exam, sex toys, M/F]
 
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Hart was sitting in his clinic swiping through the registry of his slaves when
a picture of a young woman caused him to pause. Terra’s file was unexceptional,
listing little more then her status as Hart’s menial slave and the fact that
she was freshly seventeen. The girl seemed well behaved and healthy, but as
with most menial slaves, there was little to note about her file.
The man didn’t know much about his menial slaves and he really didn’t care to
start, but there could be a slave or two with potential somewhere within the
walls of his villa, yet undiscovered.
And so after he took a moment to skim the text on the screen in front of him,
Hart had her summoned.
Terra arrived quickly, her eyes wide and her breath coming short, having rushed
to get across the grounds, fearful of being tardy.
In her four years of being Hart’s slave, she had never been asked for by name
before. As soon as she was told that the Master was summoning her to the
clinic, her stomach dropped and she had almost spilled an entire pot of soup
down her own front. The slaves didn’t know  exactly  what had been happening in
the clinic that past month, but they saw enough of Ada (and occasionally now
the new girl) coming and going from there for rumors to start flying.
The slave stepped through the clinic door, her gaze submissively on the ground
ahead of her, “I am Terra, Master.”
Hart stepped forward and lifted her chin, forcing her surprised eyes to meet
his. He studied her face for a long moment, “very pretty. I think with a little
attention you could be rather stunning.”
“T-thank you, Master,” she forced herself to whisper as he stroked a long lock
of curled toffee brown hair from her face.
“It’s not just enough to be pretty though, is it?” Hart asked rhetorically as
he removed the girl’s belt for her, “now, take off your dress and underthings
and let me take a look.”
Terra was well trained and knew better then to disobey, so she let the clothing
slip from her shoulders and fall around her ankles, despite the twisting in her
gut. She unhooked her sheer white bra that allowed her nipples to show through
her dress, freeing her ample breasts and pushed her panties down her hips.
Terra stepped out of the pile of white cloth and carefully kept her arms at her
sides, leaving herself exposed as she stood in nothing but her sandals. Hart
circled her, raking his eyes up and down her body as she tried not to shift in
place.
“Nice full breasts,” Hart admired as he rounded her, placing a palm over one of
her tits and giving it a little squeeze, “firm, too.”
Finished viewing her body, Hart took her arm and led to to the exam chair,
helping her up and strapping her down. Hart took his own seat on the stool in
front of the chair and pulled each of Terra’s legs apart, pushing the stirrups
wide and giving himself a nice view of her pink cunt.
The slave tried to hide her shuddering breaths while Hart lubed up a speculum
and brought it close to her pussy. He held it against her lips for a moment,
stroking the blades teasingly up and down. After a beat of nothing happening,
Terra tentatively reopened her eyes, only to immediately scrunch them shut
again in pained surprise as Hart slid the cold speculum into her with one firm
push. He began turning the key mercilessly, watching the blades widen inside of
her, causing her pussy to bloom open.
He cranked the blades wider than it was necessary to see inside of her,
enjoying the rise and fall of Terra’s chest as she was forced open wider than
she likely had been before. He peered into the rosy cavern of her pussy, “your
cervix is a little large,” he observed as he picked up a thin probe.
Terra’s pussy was a little on the short side, which was a pity. She was quite
appealing to look at, but Hart also wanted to be able to get into his pleasure
slaves balls deep, and Terra wouldn’t be able to quite take him.
But ruling her out as a pleasure slave didn’t mean he couldn’t have a little
fun with her first. He pressed the end of the metal probe against the middle of
Terra’s cervix, curious to see if the over-large (but still tiny) hole was
going to cause the slave discomfort during penetration. Terra squeaked and her
toes twitched at the light touch, so he did it again, pressing the rounded tip
of the tool around the nub in slow circles.
“ Nng.”  Terra’s toes clenched in the stirrups as her cervix was stroked, an
odd pressure behind her belly button that wasn’t quite unpleasant.
“Does it hurt?” Hart asked without pausing, caressing the probe over the tissue
again and again.
Terra shook her head, not trusting herself to speak.
Hart could see her inner walls begin to twitch, and he let himself consider the
possibilities. The girl was becoming aroused purely from cervical stimulation,
and she hadn’t even been drugged with aphrodisiacs for her “appointment”.
Intrigued, he turned back to the sterile tray next to him and selected a
syringe of prostaglandin, “normally I wouldn’t bother with a more... extensive
examination, but let’s have a little fun. Small pinch,” he warned and gently
injected the syringe directly into her cervix.
She let out a small sound of pain and Hart soothed her, stroking a hand down
the inside of her thigh, “shh, it’s only a cervical dilator mixed with a muscle
relaxant. It will make taking a look inside your womb easier. I did use the
permanent solution, however. I needed to test it out and you seem like the
perfect guinea pig for it.”
Terra’s eyes met Hart’s in confusion and trepidation. The man disposed of the
syringe and sat back to let the drugs take effect, “it will keep your cervix
ripe and loose. Not extremely, not unless we train it, but I do hope that you
weren’t hoping for children in the future. You won’t be able to carry to term
now, not with your newly weakened cervix.” 
The girl started to cry finally, but remained silent, even the obedient slave.
Taking a quick look, Hart noted with satisfaction that the little opening had
stretched, widening into a little hole about one centimeter across. He took a
long urethral sound that was slightly larger than the opening that would
provide a good stretch. He gently but insistently pressed the end against the
mouth of her womb and worked it inside with tiny thrusts.
Terra yelped as the probe breached the entrance, shuddering at the perplexing
sensation of discomfort and pressure that was quickly turning into something
more pleasurable. Her cunt contracted rhythmically against the blades of the
speculum and Hart chuckled lightly, “it looks like I may be keeping you as one
of my personal slaves after all, most girls wouldn’t be able to enjoy this as
much as you seem to be.”
He slid the sound in deeper, sliding it into her womb properly and causing it
to bottom out against the top of her uterus, bumping against her sensitive
inner walls, “ ow !” she breathed out.
“Does it really hurt, or are you just telling yourself that it does? I know
that it’s intense, but if you give it a minute you’ll adjust and start to enjoy
it more,” he assured her as he began fucking the sound in and out with short
little movements.
“No, I hate it. Oh, please take it out, I’m sorry, I can’t do it, please! I’m
sorry, Master!” she began to protest, finally starting to fight against her
bonds.
“It’s alright, just let yourself enjoy it,” after a another minute or so he
removed the sound, causing Terra to sigh with short lived relief as Hart
switched out the sound for a larger one, a centimeter and a half.
It was pushed inside of her with no real warning, and she let out a little
grunt in response. Her hips lifted from the chair without her consent as he
rotated the sound inside of her and began rocking it with little circular
movements. He watched her nipples harder into little cute little buds, the
light freckles dusting her breasts and shouldering as they heaved with her
breathes sweet and appealing. She began to moan in time with the thrusts of the
steel rod as they increased in speed.
“Are you going to come from this soon? I imagine you’ve never had a cervical
orgasm before. They tend to last much, much longer than a clitoral orgasm, so
you’ll learn to crave this feeling soon. It's fate, really. Terra, the goddess
of fertility and pregnant women. Of course you love having your womb fucked.”  
Her body suddenly tensed and her hips jumped as her orgasm washed over her,
spreading from her toes to the tip of her head in rolling, tingling, waves. She
realized that she was whining desperately, but the movement of the sound in her
womb didn’t pause, and her pleasure crested again. But the rounded tool still
didn’t cease, tearing a hoarse scream from her lips.
Hart monitored the proceedings; she her orgasm lasted a full two minutes and
she crested five times as he worked her through it. Terra was continuing to
surprise. He withdrew the sound as she finally came down, tears staining her
cheeks.
He left her strapped to the chair panting for the moment and made his way over
to the 3D printer in the back of the room. He entered in her measurements and
had a cervical stretcher of his own design printed within a few minutes. It was
a gold ring with a thick two centimeter plug attached to the middle by a
discrete arm, looking much like a glans ring with a urethral plug.
Returning, he held up the piece for Terra to see. It looked like a piece of
jewelry, gold and ornate, “this this be fixed onto your cervix later on today,
but for now I’m going to take you over to my study, so that we can work on
stretching out that womb of yours. It will take some time, and I’d like to be
comfortable while we work.”
Hart freed her from the chair and waited for her to gingerly stand before
heading to the door, “come,” he ordered.
She followed at a respectable distance down the halls until they reached the
man’s study, “I’m already having Ada stretched today as well, so you’ll be
joining her. I think I’ll put you on the same schedule, actually. Kill two
birds with one stone.”
The door opened to display Hart’s daughter Ada lying nude across a chaise
lounge, his servant William setting up a tray of medical equipment. They both
looked over, their gazes falling on Terra, curious, “this is Terra,” Hart
explained, “she’ll be joining in on the festivities today.”
William grinned.
 
Story TBC.                 
***** Compleo Part 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     [Kinks: M/M, slavery, non-con/rape, cervix penetration, medical play,
     urethral penetration, inflation, masturbation, father/daughter,
     incest, F/f, fisting, oral]
 
...The door opened to display Hart’s daughter Ada lying nude across a chaise
lounge, his servant William setting up a tray of medical equipment. They both
looked over, their gazes falling on Terra, curious, “this is Terra,” Hart
explained, “she’ll be joining in on the festivities today.”
 
William grinned.
 
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The tall muscular man attending to Ada stepped away and waited for further
instruction. William was a loyal slave that had been with Hart since before Ada
was born, and he trusted him the most out his household. William managed the
other slaves, providing punishments and minor rewards. He was also responsible
for training them, even the pleasure slaves when Hart wasn’t doing so
personally, like he had been preparing to do before he was interrupted.
William was in his early thirties, handsome and dark skinned with a truly
impressive cock. His massive dick grew to nearly thirteen inches when erect, a
result of the experimental growth injections he received as a child. The drug
wasn’t used often, nor was it strictly legal as it often resulted in permanent
impotence and/or misshapen genitals. William had been lucky with the drug
regimen given to him by his first master which had only resulted in the
enormous cock desired.
“Terra, I’m sure you remember my baby girl, Ada. She’s having her bladder
stretched today so that she can take deeper penetration. Ada can take the
maximum amount that her bladder can safely take, so she’ll only have to have
this done twice a month for maintenance, now.”
He motioned for William to pull over the other lounge chair and continued,
retrieving a thick catheter, about one centimeter wide. Ada obediently spread
her thighs, her legs bent at the knee. Hart pinched and lifted her clit,
exposing her piss-hole. The lubricated tip was swallowed easily by the loosened
hole, followed by several inches of the tube. Terra watched the whole scene in
wide-eyed fascination.
The small balloon in the tip was inflated, anchoring the catheter in place.
Hart rubbed the pad of his thumb over Ada’s clit as he worked, and continued
the little motions as he turned back to Terra, addressing her, “See, the first
step’s easy.”
He picked up a second catheter, “your turn, Terra,” he told her as he ceased
the ministrations to his daughter’s clit.
He approached the slave, nodding in approval as she mimicked Ada, drawing up
her knees and exposing herself to him, “good girl,” he approved, slicking up
the catheter.
He nodded to William, “Hold her cunt open for me.”
The man did as instructed, leaning over the girl and inserting two fingers from
each hand into her, spreading her open. She was still loose and relaxed from
her many orgasms, leaving her simply letting out a soft moan, half from
discomfort and half from pleasure as she was wrenched apart.
Hart shined a light inside of her, noting that her cervix was still bloomed
wide. After a few hours and the drugs settled her cervix, it would close back
up by half a centimeter or so, its new permanent state. He pushed the tube past
her cervix with ease, fixing it in place with the balloon. She let out a shaky
breath as she was breached.
“Now we’re going to stretch out the walls of your womb and Ada’s bladder by
filling you both up,” Hart removed two large twelve ounce syringes for the
supplies and handed one to William, “go get the cum.”
Hart liked to use cum to fill his slaves with, and finding large quantities of
fresh cum to purchase wasn’t hard. It was produced by industrial slave farms,
and sold in specialty stores. Hart kept a gallon or two on hand at all times.
William returned with a large gallon container of cum, warmed to slightly above
body temperature. Hart let Terra see it, enjoying the horror that flickered
across her face. He began to draw the thick white fluid into his syringe, and
nodded for William to do the same with Ada, “The womb can safely take two full
gallons,” he told her matter-of-factly.
As tears began to run down her face once more he added, “but that’s down the
road. Today you’ll just be taking a liter and a half,” he connected the nozzle
to the tubing and pushed the plunger down slowly.
She let out a strangled, animalistic noise as she felt the warm cum flowing
directly into her womb. The sensation of being filled was intense, making her
whole womb tingle and come alight. Her hands flew instinctively to her her
middle, resting her palms on her lower stomach and whimpering. She could feel
herself starting to stretch as more cum was pushed inside, and she bit her lip
to keep from crying out at the feeling.
Hart finished emptying his first twelve ounces and looked over at Ada and
William.
Ada had her hands over her stomach as well, her fingers stroking softly as she
stared at the ceiling, panting. She was almost finished with the first syringe
as had two more to go.
He got another twelve ounces ready and started injecting the it into Terra, who
began to make tiny mewls as her womb was forcibly expanded. Two more syringes
later for Terra and the girls were twitching on their respective couches,
moaning lightly as they stroked the little bulges of their bellies. They were
stretched full enough that they looked about four months pregnant.
Hart helped Terra up from the chaise lounge and guided her to where Ada was
still lying and he ushered his daughter over so that they were sitting side by
side, “alright, you’ll be filled like this for two hours, so you might as well
get to know each other better while we wait.”
He sat in the plush armchair facing them and waved them on, “go ahead, we’ll be
here for some time. Don’t you want to touch Ada, Terra?” he prompted, “distract
her from her full bladder, give her a kiss.”
Terra locked eyes with the younger girl, filled with pity for her. The girl’s
own father, ordering his daughter molested so that he could watch.
She leaned toward Ada and pressed her lips to hers gently, coaxing her into a
sweet kiss as she placed her hand against Ada’s face, guiding her into
position. Terra cupped the girl’s small breast with her free hand, massaging
and occasionally stroking a nipple with her thumb.
This slave Hart had stumbled across that day was turning out to be exceptional.
Obedient, calm but still timid, and extremely sensitive in the cervix and womb.
And now she was revealed to be at least somewhat skilled when it came to sex,
making Hart’s daughter moan into her mouth as she rolled a nipple in between
her fingers.
“Feel each other’s bellies,” Hart instructed, taking the whisky that William
had gotten him and continuing on after a sip, “You’re both so full, aren’t you?
Does it feel good?”
Ada and Terra pressed their hands against each other’s firm belly bulges, both
of them applying too much pressure at first, causing the other to gasp as the
feeling of fullness intensified. They began to stroke their fingers and palms
over each other’s taught bellies as they resumed kissing.
Hart motioned to William with his glass, “put the clip on them, William.”
A vibrating clip was clamped to the catheters, joining them together about a
foot down from their crotches, forcing them to scissor one another. The clip
sent strong vibrations up the length of the catheters, making the girls shake
as the tubes buzzed inside of them.”
“Tug back and forth,” Hart massaged himself through his pants, glancing over at
William, who was visibly hard underneath his tunic. William had an admirable
appetite for sex, and forcing slaves into sexual acts excited him just as much
as it did Hart. He enjoyed his position above the other slaves and loved doling
out punishment; he was the perfect assistant.
Terra rocked backward, experimentally. Ada’s catheter balloon was tugged
forward, pressing it firmly against her sensitive urethral opening, causing her
to let out a little, “ eep!”
As the older girl pushed her hips forward again, the catheter slid further into
Ada, rubbing the tube against the length of her urethra and sending pleasure
tingling throughout her body. She moaned and clutched at her full bladder.
She had been having this done once a week for a month now, and was  almost
used to being this full. The urge to pee was still strong, but it wasn’t
painful any longer, just uncomfortable. The discomfort still felt good in a
shameful way, but she tried not to think about it. Ada thrust into Terra,
pushing the balloon in further and then tugging it back against her cervix.
They took turns thrusting, fucking the catheters in and out of each other while
they gasped.
Hart took himself in hand and looked over at William again, he was shifting in
place and panting as he watched the two girls drawing themselves closer to
orgasm. Hart shifted in place and got William’s attention, spreading his legs
purposefully. He knew the slave well enough to know that he was disappointed
both to be missing the show and to be taking a submissive roll, but he got to
his knees in front of his master obediently and drew the man’s cock into his
mouth.
The freeman rested a head on William’s head, ignoring him as he bobbed up and
down on his master’s cock as he swallowed him to the balls, in favor of
watching the two slave girls thrust their hips, their cries raising in volume.
Ada came suddenly, freezing in place as she jerked and shuddered, crying out
louder than before.
Terra didn’t stop, still seeking her pleasure. She fucked them both hard with
the catheters inside them, whispering “I’m sorry,” to Ada as the little girl
came again with a sobbing shout.
The young woman came soon after, her hips jerking a few last times before she
melted down against the couch. Hart shot down William’s throat with a grunt,
holding his head in place as his master came down from his orgasm.
“Take the girls to get emptied and take care of yourself,” Hart instructed
William, pushing the slave from his crotch and stood, passing William the
cervical stretcher for Terra, “Clean them off and then get Terra situated as
the newest addition to my harem,”
William licked his lips and nodded, unhooking the slaves from one another and
pulling them up gently by their arms. Terra wobbled a little on her feet,
unused to the change in her center of gravity. William kept hold of her arm the
entire way to the showers, helping to hold her up if she started tipping.
Once standing on the tiled floor of the showers, he deflated the balloon inside
of Ada and slid the catheter out from her in one solid yank. She yelped, unable
to hold back the liter of cum.
She moaned as she began to empty, uncaring of her audience as she pissed out
the cum in relief. It took her over a minute to finish peeing, and by the time
she was done she had tensed in orgasm another time.
William took his hand from his cock and moved to Terra, pushing her to lie on
the floor with her legs bent and apart. He pulled the catheter out of her,
inflated balloon and all, making her whine sharply as the two centimeter bulb
popped free from her cervix. Cum flowed from of her pussy as she let out a long
moan.
The man knelt next to her and flipped up the front of his tunic, tucking the
end under his belt, which left his dick exposed. He started jerking himself
again, placed a hand on Terra’s bulging stomach and  pushed.
Cum started gushing from inside her as he applied firm pressure, pulling
himself harder as her hands flew to the arm pushing down on her womb, trying to
push him away. William ignored her attempts and kept pressing, watching her
intently as she moaned and deflated. He came hard across her still firm stomach
with a grunt, spattering his hand with his own cum as well. He wiped himself
off on her long curly hair and grabbed her hips, spinning her around until he
had access to her cunt.
He took the cervical jewelry into his hand and pressed his fingers against her
opening, “you should be nice a loose, he used a speculum on you, right?”
William didn’t wait for an answer and started pushing his hand forward, his
fingers held together in a cone. Terra shouted for him to stop but he managed
to push his entire hand inside of her after a minute, enjoying her shriek as
the widest part of his hand breached her sore cunt.
She had never been this full. She screamed as he pushed the ring against her
cervix by feel, sliding the two centimeter plug home, the hold ring holding it
firmly in place. Pleasure rolled over her as she came a final time. He removed
his hand and stood, “clean yourselves up.”
William took a look at their sprawled figures, naked as the cum that surrounded
them was began to flow down the floor drains. Terra was still gasping and
moaning, her orgasm still crashing over her in waves as her pussy clenched
around nothing. He untucked his tunic, letting the skirt fall and cover his
member again.          
He ran his eyes over Terra one more time before exiting the showers so that the
two could wash. He hoped that he would be allowed to fuck her.
No man but Hart was ever to fuck Ada, and while he was occasionally able to
fuck the Puppy, he didn’t relish sticking his dick into the dog cum that was
perpetually being pumped into her.
Terra though, William was sure that she’d look really good impaled on his cock.
***** Virago *****
Chapter Notes
     [Kinks: slavery, non-con/rape, off-screen body modification, urethral
     penetration, father/daughter, incest, F/f, M/F/f, big clit, anal]
 
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Piper had cost Hart a pretty penny. The man had put the order in for her around
the same time as he had gotten Puppy, around a month and a half ago. And while
he’d had an exceptional time breaking in his new small Harem during the wait,
he was still eager to get her into the estate and start playing. Hart let her
out from the car, and she took in the estate with wide eyes.
Hart’s estate was styled after a roman villa (like practically every other
building,) emulating the ancient architecture. It was almost a palace, with
several other buildings not far off, such as a bath house, a separate smaller
villa meant to hold lavish parties, the slave quarters, cells for the slaves,
and others. She was taken aback by the display of wealth; Piper knew that he
must have been rich to have bought and customized her in the way that she had
been, but it was another thing seeing it personally.
Hart admired her as she gawked at the main villa; he couldn’t wait to give her
a test run. Piper was 23, tall and fit, with her short auburn hair in a pixie
cut. She was thankfully still obviously a girl from a distance, despite her
smallish tits and short hair. Her clit was huge; it was just over two inches,
and he’d requested that her clitoral hood be removed, leaving it looking like a
tiny dick.
He’d brought a small but sturdy gold chain leash with a little ornate gold ring
at the end with him to the facility and had clasped the small ring around the
base of her clit-dick. He was now using it to parade her from the car through
the grounds as he made his way to the main doors.
William was waiting at the entrance, and Hart led Piper over to him, “this is
William,” he introduced, “he manages the slaves, including my harem. Do as he
says unless doing so would disobey a direct order from me, understand?”
Piper nodded and spoke for the first time, “yes, master.”
“Good,” he turned to William, “I’m going to be taking Piper to my rooms for the
time being; I’ll call you up when I’m done so that we can take care of the
intake procedures,” Hart told him and dismissed the slave.
Hart gave the leash two sharp tugs to get Piper moving again as he started off
through the entrance’s atrium. Piper almost stumbled over her own feet as she
hopped to keep up, trying to spare her clit. It was freshly circumcised, so the
little tugs on her clit were driving her insane. It wasn’t even arousal, she
was just ultra-sensitive.
Hart ushered her into his private rooms and our sets of eyes turned their way
as they stepped into the central peristylium. Terra and Ada sat together on a
cushioned bench in the garden, a book open in between them; the older girl had
been going over the Kama Sutra with her smaller companion, ever the good little
slave. She took her hand back from where she had been pointing to an erotic
illustration and rested it almost lovingly on her swollen belly, which was
completely visible under her completely sheer gown. The gown was a lovely take
on a Roman stola, slits running up both sides up to the hip, making it an easy
thing to push her dress out of the way or to tuck the end up into her belt,
providing complete access.
Terra’s womb was currently filled with two full gallons of cum, an amazing feet
in such a short time. She was used to the weight now and was usually allowed to
rest in the courtyard while she held her stretched belly, reading or chatting
with Ada.
Ada wore a similar gown to Terra’s, her prominent nipples eye-catchingly
tenting the thin, sheer fabric as she shifted to get a better view of the
newcomer. Hart had recently pierced her nipples, and the cute pink pencil
erasers had now had a bar through them, with diamond studded golden rings
encircling her nipples.
Neither Puppy nor Brutus were allowed on the furniture, and so they watched
silently from a small artfully placed patch of grass in the sun. They were tied
together ass-to-ass, Puppy on her hands and knees.
Brutus had mounted her earlier without warning, something that wasn’t unusual
now that the dog has realized he had his own personal bitch. Brutus stared at
the shell-shocked Piper and lurched forward, trying to free himself so that he
could investigate the stranger.
Puppy’s breath hitched as her pussy was forced wide, Brutus’ huge knot pulling
hard against her steadily, until the dog’s dick popped free. He made his way
over to Hart and Piper, unconcerned with his still erect cock.
“Everyone, this is Piper. She’s going to be one of your sisters from now on,”
Hart told them all as he motioned for Ada to stand, “formal introductions can
be made later. Ada, come with us to the bedroom.”
Terra gave Ada’s hand a reassuring squeeze as the younger girl stood.
The main bedroom was huge, and it’s focal point was it’s equally impressive
bed. Hart led the girls there and Ada looked nervously down at her already
flimsy covering, “take that off,” Hart told her, confirming her fears.
Ada wasn’t wearing a bra or panties, so getting fully nude took only a second.
He gave the bed a pat and she hopped up hesitantly. Hart tugged Piper closer to
the foot of the bed and the woman hissed softly through her teeth at the pull
on her clit.
“Piper, meet Ada, my daughter,” Hart introduced.
Piper’s nose wrinkled with a twitch of disgust, subtle.
But Hart saw it. He knew what the lower classes and slaves thought about
blatant incest, but that just made him enjoy flaunting it more.
The man took Piper’s clit in between in thumb and forefinger and gave it a
little pinch. Piper squeaked and tried to jerk her hips away as Hart tsked,
“not stiff enough. Lie down on the bed with Ada, there you go.”
Once she was settled and he had removed her clit-leash, he turned and
disappeared inside of his toy closet. He returned a moment with a decent sized
sucker, which he showed to the girls before leaning over Piper’s prone form,
Ada watching avidly from her hip. “This is going to draw blood into her clit
and make it even bigger and harder,” Hart explained to Ada as he fixed the
glass tube over Piper’s already huge clit.
He turned the corkscrew top, adding suction as the pump rose. She squirmed.
Once he was satisfied with the amount of suction, he let go, leaving the tube
in place. Piper panted, her clit standing erect inside the clear tube as it was
forced to engorge. Hart glanced at the time, “I think fifteen minutes will
suffice.”
Hart then turned and sat in a chair across the room, leaving Ada alone with a
twitching stranger. She tried to smile reassuringly at at the woman, but it
didn’t seem to work. The woman’s hands clenched at the silk sheets with her
fists; It was taking everything she had not to tear the sucker off her clit.
The fifteen minutes of torture passed and Hart returned to the bed. Piper
hadn’t cried, and he found himself a little disappointed. He yanked the tube
off of her with a loud comical noise and she winced at the sting.
He had her stand at the foot of the bed again, her hands at her sides. Her clit
was not longer a rosy pink and was now angry and red, erect and puffy. It was
now at least an inch across and two and a half inches long.
Ada was moved toward the foot of the bed as well, her ass practically hanging
off of the mattress. She held her knees to her chest unasked, exposing herself
to them.
Hart unveiled another toy: a completely internal speculum. It was made from a
firm but soft material and had four speculum-like blades connected to a large
ring at one side, left open at the other The device looked like a strange long-
legged, flexible table. He worked it into her cunt until the ring was pressed
up against the end of her pussy, her cervix exposed in the middle. The prongs
held her open obscenely, without anything external or bulky obstructing the
view. Ada moaned at the feeling of being held open and looked away from Piper,
embarrassed. She knew the other girl was looking inside her.
The man reached down and fiddled with the golden stud sitting in between Ada’s
clit and pussy. He started tugging the ball, sliding the musical plug slow from
her from her bladder. The ball slipped through the sphincter and into her
urethra with a pop, causing her to jerk.
“Ah!” she exclaimed as it finally slid free completely.
“You know that you’re never going to be fucked by another man, right Ada?” Hart
prompted as he set the plug aside.
Ada nodded, “Yes, Daddy.”
“Well Piper’s not a man, is she? So she’s going to fuck your pee-hole with her
little dick,” Hart took his time very thoroughly lubbing up Piper’s clit before
dipping his index finger into Ada’s urethra, “ would you like her to fuck you,
baby?”
Ada unconsciously spread her legs slightly wider, “y-yes, Daddy. Please, I want
her to fuck my- my pee-hole with her dick.”
Hart swatted Piper lightly on the ass, “you heard her, fuck her.”
Piper cautiously stepped forward and grabbed Ada’s legs, helping her to hold
them up and away. She tried to line up her clit with the little girl’s urethra
but missed, sliding into her gaped open pussy instead. She adjusted her grip on
Ada and took her clit in hand, lining up again and slowly thrusting her hips
forward as she pushed her enormous clit into Ada’s urethra with the aid of her
fingers. Ada let out a breathy “oh,” as Piper’s clit-dick found its way inside
and bottomed out against the entrance to her bladder.
Piper moaned and leaned more of her weight on Ada’s legs, forcing them even
further apart, unthinkingly. Neither of the girls were aroused yet and so they
both winced as Piper shifted forward. Hart frowned, “you’re only a little over
halfway in.”
Hart grabbed Piper’s hips, grinding his crotch into her ass as he shoved her
forward into Ada, forcing her clit in past the tight opening of the girl’s
bladder. Piper’s knees gave out for a moment as her clit was surrounded
completely by the tight velvet hug. It was so hot and wet and good, and Piper
had never felt anything like it. Hart unbuckled his pants, “do you know about
the other modifications I had made to you?”
Piper shook her head, trying to keep her hips still. She had woken up sore one
morning, but no one had told her why.
Hart lubed up his fingers and pressed one against Piper’s ass, “here, I’ll show
you,” he slid his finger inside easily and rotated his hand slightly, pressing
down on the inside wall of her anus. She shrieked in shocked pleasure as he
began massaging her prostate, one finger quickly becoming two.
“What- what is that? Oh my god!” Terra tried to wiggle away from Hart’s
fingers, but that just resulted in her fucking into Ada, making them both gasp.
“That’s your new prostate. I had one grown from your own cells, nice, isn’t it?
Let’s give it some proper attention,” Hart pulled his fingers from her ass and
slicked up his cock.
He pressed the head against her hole and pressed until the head popped in,
leaving Piper gasping in pain. He stroked a hand down her stomach as it
twitched underneath his palm until she settled.
She had never been fucked up the ass before. The facility had trained her ass
with plugs, but she was completely unprepared for the real deal, she felt like
she was splitting apart. She squealed as he started fucking her in earnest,
caressing her prostate over and over.
Each snap of Hat’s hips sent hers forward as well, sending her clit sliding in
and out of Ada’s urethra. Hart was essentially fucking the both of them, the
two of them moaning and gasping as he fucked Ada through Piper. They were
unable to keep from enjoying themselves any longer, Ada’s clit being rubbed
from inside of her sensitive urethra, and Piper both fucking and being fucked.
It was too much. Piper whined in the back of her throat and clutched
desperately at Ada’s knees, her eyes locking with the girls’, wide and
distressed at the fact that she was racing closer and closer to orgasm from her
over-large clit being buried in the little teen. Her prostate was slowly
spreading a low steady pleasure throughout her body, and she hated the feeling
of the new organ inside of her that was forcing her to squirm and pant.
“Are you going to cum?” Hart asked her with a sharp thrust, angling to bump
hard against the new little gland implanted inside her ass.
Piper nodded, “yes, Master! I’m so-” she was cut off by her own cry, echoing
around the room as she came, terrified of the new sensation that it brought
with it.
Hart hadn’t just had a prostate grown for Piper, he’d also had two testes made
as well. They were implanted up inside of her abdomen, up out of the way. They,
combined with her prostate allow her to produce real, viable cum which shot
forth from the slave’s urethra.
Ada’s pussy, still held wide by the toy, had been lined up perfectly with the
older girl’s piss-hole, and Ada could feel the hot cum hitting her walls with
long spurts.
Neither girl knew what was happening, and they both scrambled and clutched at
each other in confused shock at the sensation. Hart adjusted his grip on
Piper’s hips and continued fucking her hard, “Piper just came into your pussy,
sweetheart. I know that you probably want her to knock you up like this, but
you’ll have to wait for that. When I decide to fill you with a baby for the
first time it will be mine. But maybe we can let Piper fuck a baby into you in
a few years, if you’re both good.”
Piper and Ada wept. Piper shook, horrified at the changes made to her body, and
Ada let out little sobs at the news that her dad would be putting a baby inside
of her.
The pleasure that Piper was being forced to feel was starting to be too much,
distracting her. Piper’s over-sensitive clit was being squeezed rhythmically by
Ada’s urethra as it rubbed its way in and out. The tingling pressure on her
prostate added to the torture and she started to shake her head, “please
Master, I can’t-”
“You can. Ada and I haven’t come yet, so don’t be impolite,” Hart scolded her.
She started to cry harder and he tsked, “here, help Ada come then, if you want
it to stop so bad,” Hart took her right hand in his and moved to press her palm
against Ada’s breast.
Ada watched as the woman gave her tit a slow squeeze, and her ass shifted on
the bed underneath her. Piper massaged the girl’s small breast and pinched a
pink nipple lightly. She flicked the small piercing experimentally and did it
again after it resulted in the redhead’s little moans getting louder. Piper
pinched the ring wreathing the nipple in between two fingers and gently tugged
and pulled.
“Ah!” the fourteen year old sobbed as her nipple was stretched away from her
breast. Piper could feel Ada coming from it suddenly, the girl clamping down
hard on her clit and caressing it with little squeezing pulses. Piper cried out
with Ada as another orgasm was forced from her wrecked body at the same time as
the other girl.
It hurt, and Piper hated it. But she had also never felt this setated and
relaxed at the same time. She had slumped completely forward onto Ada, her clit
still snug inside the girl’s urethra. Hart kept using Piper, ignoring the
girls’ pathetic little moans as he forced the two of them to continue rocking
their pelvises together.
Piper sobbed on top of Ada as the younger girl tried to sooth her by petting
her short hair, “it’s ok. If you squeeze him he’ll come faster,” she advised.
Piper tried, focusing on making the muscles of her ass tight around her master.
Hart grunted as her ass started massaging him weakly, and that finally tipped
the scale. He came deep in her ass with a sigh, rocking his hips slightly to
extend his pleasure. After a minute he pulled out, dragging Piper back along
with his cock, freeing her from Ada as well.
Both of the girls sighed with relief; Ada’s legs slumped down and dangled off
of the bed, and Piper stumbled drunkenly to the side before catching herself on
an ornate bedpost.
Hart bent down and shined a small pen light from his pocket into Ada’s open
cunt. Cum was pooled deep inside and had managed to reach all the way to her
cervix; the small doughnut was dripping with it.
Hart allowed himself a satisfied smile. That had gone just as he’d hoped and he
was thoroughly glad that he had invested in this slave, despite the steep price
of her customization.
“Perhaps I’ll start a breeding service,” Hart mused as he pulled the speculum
from Ada’s pussy, causing it to close around the cum filling her, keeping it
inside, “rent you out. I know several men and at least one woman who would be
interested in watching a girl impregnate another.”
Some adjustments would have to be made for that, though. It had taken Ada quite
a bit of training to get her urethra loose enough to be fucked, which made it
not an option for other people’s slaves. Piper would have to fuck the other
girl’s pussy until she was going to cum, and then just hold the slave’s vaginal
lips open and aim.
Hart clasped the little golden leash around Piper’s abused clit while she
wasn’t paying attention, causing her to jump and let out a sharp yelp. He
laughed and gave her ass a fond slap, “you must be so sore. I’ll be passing you
over to William now, so I’d prepare for it to get tortured even more if I were
you. William likes to make sure the new slaves know he’s in charge,” he
chuckled again.
Ada was sleeping, curled up on the luxurious sheets, her plush lips parted
invitingly. Hart paused and took a long look before guiding Piper from the
room. He hadn’t actually considered impregnating his daughter before today, but
now he wasn’t able to get the idea out of his head.
Perhaps he should start making plans.
***** Puella *****
Chapter Notes
     (There is some accidental plot at the beginning of this chapter but
     there is porn, I swear.)
     [Kinks: EXTREMELY UNDERAGE, slavery, non-con/rape, urethral
     penetration, father/daughter, incest, Uncle/Nephew, M/f/m, Mm, Mf,
     oral sex, underage, mentions of castration, forced feminization]
 
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It was perfectly legal to purchase slaves that had been kidnapped from outside
of the country (the most popular pleasure slaves to buy for personal use were
the unwilling ones, the ones you could rape and train up yourselves.)
And while  technically  not legal, when it came to the paying mercenaries to go
on kidnapping jobs, the law usually looked the other way. If one managed to
actually get charged with something, there were many legal loopholes to get you
out of it. This left most cases ending up dismissed or the defendant acquitted.
Hart had been carefully monitoring his ex-wife the day after his divorce,
immediately hiring a private detective to observe her 24/7 and the detective
reported back with any news of interest. He was glad that he had, because she
had recently left the county and moved in with her sister, who lived in one of
the backwards prudish countries that even hadn’t (yet) legalized slavery. She
left to keep her parents marrying her off yet again (Hart couldn’t help but
cheer for the man who had unknowingly escaped a horrible fate; being married to
that woman had been hell.
It seemed she’d prefer to live as a frigid spinster than be in a comfortable
marriage, so she fled north. The head of a household was completely in charge
of his or her family; the title of  paterfamilias  or  materfamilias  going to
the most wealthy or powerful individual in the married couple, which was her
father. (The title was generally passed down to a son or daughter; something
that Hart needed to eventually produce… and not enslave the next time time. He
needed an heir; preferably a boy.)
His ex-wife had been seen constantly doting on her little nephew during her
stay, so Hart had decided to have his detective start watching the boy as well.
James was a pretty little eight year old with the same short stature, slim
form, pale skin and fiery red hair that Hart’s ex-wife and Ada had (even though
the witch had always dyed her hair blonde, gorgeous, but Hart preferred red
hair. She had refused to stop lightening it.) The only real thing setting him
apart from his aunt and cousin were the light spray of freckles that covered
his body from head to toe and his eyes, which shone a bright bottle-green. He
looked like he could be Ada’s little brother.
Or little sister, he was so pretty.
After some time of thought, Hart had hired his own mercenaries and had given
them his nephew’s photograph and all the information that he had.
 
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The boy had just arrived.
He had been taken from his yard yesterday without any fuss. The hired gun had
been instructed to treat the boy well, and to tell him that his parents were
sending him to visit his uncle because of an emergency trip. He would be told
that there was no time to pack, and that his uncle would have clothes and
plenty of toys for him at the man’s home. He knew the boy wouldn’t question it
too much; his parents were frequently flying off on last minute business trips,
leaving him to be watched by someone else. He would easily accept the situation
as the truth.
Hart stood from his chair as James was brought into his study, escorted by
William. The tall slave met Hart’s eyes and nodded his head toward James with a
grin and raised eyebrows. Hart frowned in mock disapproval at the crude (and
correct) implication.   
William’s lecherous grin didn’t fade, and he took one last look at James before
going back to his duties, shutting the door behind him.
James stepped further into the sunny study, alone now with his uncle. He wasn’t
nervous as he looked around the room curiously. He either didn’t notice the
display of toys against one of the walls or hadn’t understood it and dismissed
it as unimportant. James finally turned toward his uncle, not quite meeting his
eyes, shy. He waited for Hart to speak first.
“Hello, James,” Hart smiled and crossed the room, drawing the boy into a hug
without giving him any time to protest.
“Hi, Uncle Percy, James replied politely into the hug.
The man held James against him until the boy started to fidget. Hart rubbed his
back once more and then freed him from the embrace. He guided him over to a
chaise lounge with a hand on his back, sitting the boy next to himself, and
draped an arm around the sloping back of the chaise lounge. He occasionally
brushed his wrist or fingers against the back of James’ neck, making sure to
not do it frequently enough to make him uncomfortable.
“You know about your parents’ trip, right?” Hart asked, serious but friendly.
“Yeah, but I don’t know where they went,” the boy spoke around his thumb as he
chewed on his nail.
Hart gently pulled the boy’s hand away from his lips, “none of that.”
James nodded, chastised, and put his hands in his lap.
“Where your parents are isn’t important. In fact, their trip isn’t important at
all; that’s not why you’re here. Your mother and father know about how poorly
you’ve been doing in math and and writing. They’re very disappointed. In fact,
they don’t want such a dumb and naughty boy as their son anymore,” Hart
informed the child gently, as if he was trying to lessen the blow.
Tears welled up in James’ eyes and began to spill over, “no they didn’t! I want
my mom!”
“Of course they did, why else would you be here? But don’t worry, you won’t be
here forever, I’ll send you home,” Hart began to pet the distressed boy’s hair,
“They don’t want a stupid and naughty son like you, but a girl can be as stupid
as they like, as long as they’re pretty. And you’re very pretty; so all we have
to do is turn you from a naughty son into a well-behaved daughter. You’ll stay
here with me until the time comes when I’ve decided that you’re now a proper
girl and then you’ll be allowed to go home.”
Hart was lying blatantly and completely; the boy would never see his parents
again. The child needed a reason to cooperate, however, and the prospect of
going home was a classic. James sniffed and scrubbed at his face, “I don’t want
to be a girl, I’m a boy,” he protested with a glare.
“I’m sorry, but you’re not going to allowed to be be a boy for much longer.
Your mom and dad already changed you to one legally to be a girl, so if I let
you be a boy it would be against the law,” he lied, “I’m going to make you into
a girl tomorrow, so we’ll be celebrating your last night as a boy tonight after
Terra gives you a bath.”
Terra was summoned into room and she took James’ hand with a small, sad smile
directed at the tearful boy, “come on, let’s go get you cleaned up.”
After they were out of earshot Hart called his daughter into the study as well.
Ada entered a few minutes later. She was more at ease than she had been in the
beginning, but was still timid, constantly dreading being violated. She flicked
her eyes up to her father’s face briefly, “you wanted to see me, Daddy?”
Hart nodded and made his way over to his desk, stopping to press a kiss to
Ada’s rosy lips as he passed, “I want you to see something,” he sat in his desk
chair and woke up the screen of his computer with a tap.
“Do you remember your cousin James?” he asked, pulling up a program.
Ada nodded; she remembered playing with a red headed toddler once when she was
younger. The Harts had all flown to meet with his wife’s family one year, but
that was the only time she had really met him, “I think so.”
“Good. Now,” Hart turned to her steely, “I’m going to give your mother a call,
and you are going to keep very, very, quiet and still. You are not to let her
see you or know that you are here in any way, do you understand?” Hart met her
eyes with his, deadly serious, “you  do not  want to make me punish you for
disobeying me during this call.”
Ada’s lips parted in surprise, she was going to get to see and hear her mother!
Her gut lurched. She hadn’t forgiven her mother for agreeing to watch her be
raped for money, but... she was still her mother, and she missed her. The girl
bit her lip and nodded, standing stiffly in a spot behind the desk that allowed
her to view the screen without appearing on camera herself.
Hart’s call was answered almost immediately, “what do you want now?” a woman
asked sharply as soon as the connection was made, glaring at the camera.
“Vanessa, you’re looking well,” Hart greeted cordially, ignoring his ex-wife’s
demand.
And she did look good; she was still relatively young at thirty four, having
married Hart when she was only twenty. Her hair was bleached blonde like
always, and Hart admitted that it did suit her. Ada really did take after her,
Hart mused to himself. Vanessa’s gaze hardened further.
Physically, at least.
Ada had to stop herself from jumping forward and throwing herself in front of
the camera as her mother appeared on screen. Tears began running silently down
her face as she watched her mother longingly.
“I said, ‘what do you want?’” Vanessa repeated.  
Hart folder his hands in front of him, “I understand that you are having a bit
of a situation with your finances. Your father took most of it?”
“Your point? I’m busy, Percival.” the woman could not make it more obvious that
she loathed the man as she eyed him with total contempt.
“I have another proposition for you. I’ll send you the same amount as before if
you agree to watch again.”
Vanessa visibly hesitated, “I really am busy.”
Hart nodded in understanding, “ah, yes, little James. He’s gone missing, hasn’t
he?”
“How do you know that?” her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“Oh, because I bought him. I just stumbled into him at the slave market today.
Strange, isn’t it? What a small world,” Hart grinned at her.
Ada’s head whipped to look at her father in surprise. James was here? Her
father had bought him?
Horror spread over Vanessa’s face and her body sagged in her seat, “please
don’t.”
“Calm down, I won’t mistreat the boy,” Hart told her, lip curled, “now, are you
interested or not? He’ll be here with me either way, and I’m going to play with
him even if you turn down my offer, so you might as well.”
Vanessa was in tears, but she bit her lip and considered.
Ada held her breath, waiting for her mother to respond.
After a long minute the woman looked up, “fine. I’ll do it.”
Ada couldn’t help but let out a little cry of dismay at her mother’s agreement
to watch her nephew be molested, just like she had watched her. She immediately
clasped her hands over her mouth after she realized what she had done, looking
at her father in horror.
Hart laughed, “well, I suppose the cat’s out of the bag,” he turned the screen
slightly, adjusting the camera in order to include Ada in the picture as well,
“now she knows how much you care about her nephew.”
Vanessa’s eyes widened with shock, and she practically lept forward towards her
screen, “Ada! Ada I’m so sorry, I-”
Hart muted the feed and told Ada that she even though she had to be punished
for disobeying him, she had done well for quite some time, and so she could go
rest for now.
Ada hesitated and didn’t move.
“Yes?” prompted, intrigued.
“I hate her, Daddy. Can I get back at Mom too... please?” Ada asked bravely,
straightened herself and eyeing her silenced mother with narrowed eyes.
Hart laughed again, delighted. Ada had essentially just asked to molest her own
cousin. The man was left incredibly amused as well as aroused by her
declaration, and so he nodded, smiling, “of course you can, baby girl.”
Hart tapped the screen again and Vanessa disappeared, the screen going black.
He rose from his chair and ran a hand down Ada’s back, stopping to rest it on
the swell of her ass for a moment, “James is probably done with his bath by
now.”
He gave her ass a little slap.
 
 
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James was waiting on the bed, completely nude, when Hart and Ada walked in,
“Terra wouldn’t give me back my clothes,” the boy explained, gawking at Ada’s
body, which was completely visible under her sheer gown. He had never seen real
boobs before (other than his mom’s, but those didn’t count.)
Hart smiled, “that’s okay, none of us will be needing clothes right now. Ada
and I will take ours off too, so that you don’t feel embarrassed,” he nodded to
Ada and brought his hands up to begin unbuttoning his dress shirt.
He checked his phone quickly before folding up his pants and lying them neatly
on a chair, making sure that the recording of the room had started and was
being viewed, “the feed is live now, your mother is watching,” Hart informed
the girl and nodded to one of the cameras.  
He always recorded his more extreme adventures for prosperity, watching them in
bed sometimes while Puppy lapped at his cock. There were enough cameras to
cover the room from many different angles, placed strategically around the room
in order to get the best shots. It wasn’t uncommon for his rooms to have
cameras, nearly all of them did, at least for security purposes.  
The little boy avidly watched Ada disrobe, glancing away whenever she looked
back at him. Once they were all naked, Hart moved to sit on the bed with James,
motioning for Ada to do the same. He smiled, “since this is your last night as
a boy, we’re going to have some fun with your penis. You won’t be needing it
anymore after tonight so we’ll be saying ‘goodbye.’”              
James couldn’t make sense of what his uncle meant, and it showed on his face.
Hart put the boy in a prone position, lying him down in the middle of the bed,
“greet your cousin, Ada, give him a kiss.”
Ada’s eyes flickered up to meet Hart’s briefly and then bent down to press her
lips to her cousin’s. The kiss lingered too long to be chaste, but not long
enough as to make the boy too perplexed.   
“have you even made yourself feel good with your penis, James?” Hart asked as
he watched them.
The boy shook his head, not entirely understanding what that meant; James
hadn’t discovered how to play with himself yet and he was schooled privately at
home, meaning that he was left unexposed to the things little boys might talk
about together. This had left him very innocent as well as gullible. It was
perfect.
Hart removed James’ small hands from where he had been trying to cover himself
and continued, “well, we’ll just have to show you how nice it, so that you can
have those good memories. After tomorrow morning you’ll only be coming from
being fucked up your pussy, just like a good girl should.”
Hart was taking the boy into surgery early in the morning in order to fully
castrate his penis and testicles. He was curious to see if he could train to
boy to be able to rely solely on prostate stimulation, and if he could make him
consistently able to cum from nothing but being fucked up the ass.
But for now...“Go ahead, Ada, show him how good his dick can feel.”
Ada’s blue eyes snapped to her father’s, “you want  me  to?”
Hart nodded, gesturing impatiently at James’ crotch. Ada let herself take a
closer look at the tiny cock as she reached out. His dick was a barely there
nub with a small, empty, crinkled scrotum; his balls were still tucked inside,
out of the way. She reached forward and covered the tiny dick in her fingers,
lightly stroking. She had never touched another cock before now.
(Piper’s giant clit didn’t count as a dick, not really.)
James’ brow wrinkled in confusion as her fingers wrapped tighter around him,
“what are you doing?”
Hart ran his fingers through the child’s short hair, “she’s making you feel
good,” he told him gently and looked at Ada, “what do  you  think about being
fucked, Ada?”
“...Its- its fun. Sometimes it’s scary but it can feel really amazing, so don’t
worry,” she gripped him tighter and moved her hand up and down, causing him to
take in a sharp breath.
“Oh!” he wondered, looking at his own dick like it had been keeping a secret
from him his whole life, completely blown away.
Hart interrupted Ada’s ministrations, “It’s his last day as a boy, Ada, be
nice. Suck him.”
Ada carefully avoided looking James in the face as she lowered until she was
level with his crotch. She opened her lips and took him in all at once; he was
barely a mouthful. James started jerking harder as she began to suck, letting
out a constant melody of “ oh oh oh! s as his little member started to rapidly
fill and harden.
James tensed not a minute later, his legs spasming and his hands flying to his
face as he experienced his first orgasm. The little boy’s hands hovered above
him, his fingers clenching and grasping at nothing desperately as he let out a
startled cry.  
Because he was coming dry, James’ orgasm rolled over him in a large wave that
seemed to last an eternity to him, cresting and then slowly ebbing. James’
chest heaved and he stared down as his still hard dick in shock and disbelief
as he came down.
Ada had sat up again and used her tongue to moisten her lips, watching her
father and waiting for further instructions.
“Did you enjoy having Ada suck your little cock?” Hart inquired, reaching into
one of the bedside table’s drawers and pulling out a sleek black case.
“Um,” James wiggled, trying to see what was in the case, “yeah. It felt weird,
though, like I melted and got all fuzzy.”
They boy curiously reached down to take himself in hand and Hart let him touch
himself, watching as the little boy clumsily began getting himself himself off;
mostly by just pressing his palm against his dick while he ground his hips in
jerky motions.
The man opened the case with a click, getting James’ attention. He wrinkled his
brow in confusion at the long thin steel rods that his uncle produced, slowing
in the humping of his hand. Hart held one up for him, “this is Ada’s favorite
game. Tell James what you like about it, so that he’s not scared.”
Ada looked away from the case of sounds and back toward her cousin, “it feels
really good when it goes inside. It’s- It’s amazingly good. Um, it’s really
sensitive in there and it might sting a little at first but it’s okay, it gets
better,” the girl assured.
James stared at her, uncomprehending, before turning to look at Hart for an
explanation. Hart smiled and translated, “she means that it feels really good
when I put one of these in her pee hole.”
The boy looked down at his cock in alarm, grabbing it and eyeing the little
mouth at the end of his dick, “no, it won’t fit! And it’ll hurt.”
Hart had already finished slicking up the smallest sound by the time he had
finished protesting, “Ada, help me hold him, he’s not going to hold still.”
Ada moved to kneel by James’ head and took hold of his shoulders, pressing the
boy firmly to the bed with a quiet “sorry.”
Hart grabbed the resisting boy’s legs and held on until he settled back into
the mattress, crying, “I don’t want to, please Uncle Percy!”
The man ignored him and took a hold of the boy’s dick, pressing the rounded tip
of a small syringe into his urethra gently, making James gasp at the stretch
and again at the sudden feeling of cool lube being injected directly inside of
his pee hole immediately after. The syringe was quickly replaced with the
prepared sound, the slim tip of the probe teasing against the little boy’s
urethra. The sound, even as small as it was, still looked huge against the tiny
opening and Ada couldn’t imagine how it could possibly fit inside.
“Here we go,” Hart warned him and tilted the boy’s little cock at an angle.
He placed the sound against the little hole and pressed it inward, firm but
gentle. James began to struggle again, tears staining his face, “ no no no no
no!”
The tip of the probe suddenly pushed through the resistance. The boy shrieked
and immediately stopped thrashing in their grip, his whole body frozen with
tension. The sound slid in the rest of the way in easily, bottoming out almost
immediately inside of his tiny cock.
James gurgled as the burning stretch became his entire existence, leaving
dazed. His mind becoming empty, unable to know anything beyond the overwhelming
sensation. In truth, he couldn’t even tell if it all  only  felt bad. There was
something underneath the stinging pain that was making him feel strange. Good.
He slowly realized that something was moving inside of him. He snapped back
into himself and craned his neck to look down to where his uncle was slowly
feeding the sound up into his tiny one inch erection. Hart smiled at him
proudly, “you got hard again,” the man told him, amusement in his voice, “if
you love huge things being shoved in your cock, I bet you’ll love having them
in your ass, too.”
The sound bottomed out and he began removing it again in a slow drag, causing
James to let out several high pitched noises of pleasure-pain. Ada was watching
the whole thing, face flushed and eyes fascinated.
“Would you like to try?” Hart asked the girl.
She hesitated before making herself say, “Yes please, Daddy. Thank- thank you
for letting me have a turn.”
Terra had been helping Ada get better at talking sexy, but she spoke softly,
unsure of herself and worried about messing up. She was also still embarrassed
to say a lot of the words and expressions required, and so she tended to shyly
trip over them.
She reached out hesitantly and took over, taking the sound. She started slowly
pumping the probe in and out of the tiny dick, careful, stopping to rotate the
sound while it was at its deepest. He let out a high pitched whine as it rubbed
at his sensitive insides.
She fucked him harder and realized with distress that her sex had begun
throbbing in between her legs. She shifted and pressed her thighs together,
swirling the sound slightly, and tried to will her arousal away. The tip
pressed and stroked his prostate from inside of his urethra over and over, and
James began to babble and writhe on the bed. Hart pressed him back down in
order to prevent him for hurting himself, holding him there firmly as Ada
played with him. She was no longer as reluctant as she fucked the boy, and Hart
noticed, that she was starting to enjoy herself. He regarded her with a small
grin that went unnoticed by the girl.   
Ada rocked her hips in place, frustrated, when the boy let out a wail and came
again. She looked up at her father questioningly, and he nodded in permission.
The girl nodded back and continued her motions, fucking James at a fast pace.
He shrieked and screamed, his pretty face and chest flushed red with exertion.
Two minutes went by and he came again, but Hart still didn’t signal for Ada to
stop.
By the fifth orgasm James didn’t have the strength to fight any longer, even
past begging. He lied limply as his uncle (who had switched places with Ada two
orgasms ago) held a vibrating sound inside his dick, making him twitch and moan
pathetically as the man rocked it mercilessly back and forth into his prostate.
He came for the sixth time with a weak convulsion and a pained sob.   
Ada had been instructed to play with herself as she watched, and so she pumped
the large musical ball at the end of her decorative plug in and out of her own
urethra, her breath hitching each time it passed over her clit. She had come
once already but was still forced to gingerly masturbate.  
Hart decided to grant the child mercy, pulling the sound free from James’
abused cock. Lube dribbled from the tip, his hole still gaped wide.
James muttered something and tried to close his legs, completely tired out.
Hart caught his legs gently and chuckled, “I think we broke him. We should let
him sleep, he has a big day tomorrow.”
The boy’s eyes fluttered shut, too heavy to stay open. He was completely
exhausted down to his very core, and his body was left in a completely relaxed;
it felt like he was floating, content.
He fell asleep immediately. Hart pushed Ada down until she was completely on
her back and climbed on top of her. James was so tired that he didn’t wake even
when the man began fucking her directly next to his prone form.
Once the father and daughter had both sated themselves with each other, Hart
cut the live feed to Vanessa. He put James under the covers and got settled in
bed with Ada, who slipped in to the left of James, which left Hart free to
press up against his nephew’s back. He tucked his soft cock against the boy’s
cheeks and fell slowly and deeply asleep, eager for the following day.
          
***** Castratus *****
Chapter Notes
     [Kinks: EXTREMELY UNDERAGE, slavery, non-con/rape, incest, Uncle/
     Nephew, M/m, off-screen castration, forced feminization, prostate
     massage, sex toys, forced drug use]
Hart had performed the castration personally; a relatively quick and easy
surgery. Due to modern medicine, James’ now smooth crotch would barely even
have a scar and he would be be back on his feet as soon as he finished waking.
The boy opened his eyes and blinked blurrily around Hart’s bedroom, where he
was moved to after his surgery for recovery. He rolled onto his back and stared
uncomprehendingly at his uncle, “wha’ happen?” James asked, groggy.
“It’s finished, you’ve officially become a girl,” Hart smiled proudly at the
boy and sat with him on the bed, “congratulations.”
“I had a surgery?” he asked, unsure.
“You did,” Hart nodded, smoothing down his bed-head, “now, you saw the
difference between girls’ bodies and boys’ bodies last night. So tell me, what
did you have that Ada didn’t?”
The boy hesitated, “a penis?” he tried.
Hart nodded and realization slowly crawled over James’ face, his mouth dropping
open in horror as he ripped the sheet off of himself and his fears were
realized.
His dick and balls were gone.
He grabbed at his crotch with a wail, finding nothing but smooth skin and the
tiny hole that was his new shortened urethra. James panicked; he screamed and
sobbed and began to hyperventilate as he flailed around on the bed. Hart
grabbed a syringe prepared with the popular party drug “sacred lotus” and
before James could struggle too much he quickly slid the needle into the boy’s
neck.
Lotus Eaters, as they were called, would frequent sex clubs and shoot up
publicly as the designer drug was perfectly legal. They would then spend the
next three to six hours in a drugged out bliss as stranger after stranger use
them, not protesting anything and turned on by everything.
James calmed almost immediately, his head lolling slightly to one side as his
whole body relaxed, “ oh .”   
Hart grabbed the boy’s hips and pulled him down to the middle of the bed.
James’ eyes stayed on Hart’s, his pupils dilated so wide that the black circles
almost swallowed his green irises completely. His small hand took hold of his
uncle’s forearm in order to get his attention and declared, “I feel weird.”
Hart ran his hand down the boy’s flank reassuringly, “that’s because you were
too upset and I had to give you some medicine to make you better,” he began to
stroke the outside of the boy’s thigh, “don’t you feel better now?”
“Yeah,” James replied dreamily, temporarily forgetting his surgery, distracted
by looking around the room in wonder.
“Lotus is really just a drug cocktail,” Hart explained to the boy, despite the
fact that his young mind wouldn’t have been able to understand his uncle even
if he had been able to pay attention.
The man continued, regardless, “a fast acting aphrodisiac combined with a
muscle relaxant and a painkiller in order help protect from tears in the case
of over-stretching. This allows the Lotus Eater to enjoy rougher treatment.
Also a few more... classic drugs are mixed in as well. Used together, the
result is a calm and euphoric feeling mixed with overwhelming arousal.”
Hart studied his nephew’s pretty face as the child shifted on the sheets, now
turned on but helpless without his dick. Now that he was castrated James would
never go through puberty, which would keep him with soft with girlish features,
a high voice, and he would never have to worry about body or facial hair. The
only real downside was the lack of libido, but that was easily fixed with a
daily dose of mild aphrodisiacs concealed in his food. All of his pleasure
slaves received a dose regularly; James’ prescription would just have to be on
the higher side.    
The child stared blankly as the man spoke, at a loss. Bored, he shifted his
hips and placed his hand back on his crotch, futilely trying to rub at the area
that his little dick had been. He quickly grew frustrated as he failed to feel
the pleasure he’d felt the night before, “something’s wrong, Uncle Percy; I
feel weird,” James repeated, as his ass lifted a centimeter off of the bed in a
tiny thrust.
“That’s because you’re a girl now. Girls feel this way sometimes, and the only
way to make it stop is to come, like you did last night,” Hart began rubbing a
finger across the tiny little nub of the boy’s nipple, “but now you can’t come
with your penis, so I’ll have to show you how to come a like a proper girl.
You’re also going to need a girl name, so from now on you’ll be called
‘Jamie.’”
Jamie frowned, “I don’t wanna. I won’t.”
Hart stroked his hair kindly, “You’ll get used to it, Jamie.”
The boy’s continued pouting and Hart took the moment to look him over again.
His nipples were small, which he didn’t like, held tight against the flesh of
his areola. Hart pinched one, trying to encourage it to stand taller. It seemed
that he would have to pierce the boy’s nipples in order to stretch them.
Nothing ridiculous, just large enough to play with properly. He couldn’t even
get a clamp on those, as they were now.   
Jamie watched, unconcerned as the man teased his nipple as he panted, “are you
going to make me come again, Uncle Percy?”
Hart smiled down at him, predatory, “I am,” he rolled and twisted the small bud
in between his fingers before pinching down, “I’ll show you what makes a girl
feel good.”
“That feels good,” Jamie admitted, gasping sharply at the sudden pinch.
“Yes, girls love having their tits played with. See, you were meant to be a
girl all along; you love having your nipples squeezed,” he proved his point by
finally getting the tiny bumps in a good firm pinch and pulling, stretching
them outward as Jamie yelped.
“ Ah!  Please!”
“Do you want me to stop or do you want more?”
James didn’t hesitate, his blissful state making him agreeable, “I want more!”
Hart let go of the buds, causing the boy to murmur unhappily He sat back, “then
say ‘please.’”
“Please,” Jamie asked immediately, squirming on the bed.
Hart took the tiny nipples in his fingers and twisted them sharply. Jamie cried
out and his back arched from the bed. He took in a long shuddering breath as
his nipples were released again.
“Another thing girls like is kissing; especially kissing men. It’s a skill, but
we’ll teach you how. Would you like to have your first lesson right now?” Hart
asked.
Jamie nodded dreamily, “Ada kissed me yesterday.”
Large hands helped prop the boy up, “yes she did,” he agreed as he closed the
distance and pressed his mouth to the child’s in a kiss. It started chaste, but
Hart’s lips soon started moving, his tongue flicking out and caressing Jamie’s
lips.
Jamie did his best to kiss back, sticking his little pink tongue out and
touching it tentatively to his uncle’s. The older man’s mouth opened in
response and he licked his way carefully into James’ small mouth.
“And that’s a girl’s job. When the man in charge of her wants a kiss, a good
girl gives him one just like that.”
“Ok,” Jamie agreed, slumping back into the bed, unconsciously spreading his
legs and exposing himself.
“Your most important duty is to make me come, and if you’re good you’ll
probably get to come too,” he flipped the boy over and put a pillow under his
hips, tilting his ass up, “Now I’m going to show you what a girl is really made
for.”
He spread Jamie’s thighs and uncapped a bottle of lube with a “click.” Jamie
watched over his shoulder as his uncle slicked up his fingers and spread open
his cheeks. He let out a confused noise as Hart pressed a finger lightly
against his opening and began to make small circles against it. Jamie shifted
his hips, unsure even through the drugs, “what are you doing?”
“This is your pussy,” Hart explained, “this is where a man puts their dick so
that they can fuck you.”
“Fuck me?” the Jamie asked, unfamiliar with the term.
Hart applied firm pressure to the boy’s anus and his finger slipped in easily,
the muscle relaxants doing their job. He twisted his finger inside of him and
Jamie mumbled something meaningless into his arm. The older man began moving
his finger in and out, faster then he would have if the boy wasn’t flying high,
“when a man puts his penis in here like this, that’s fucking,” he added another
finger as he spoke.
“It feels good,” Jamie said to no one in particular.
“Does it? I haven’t even gotten started yet,” Hart told him and pressed down
hard on the boy’s prostate.
“ O- oooh!”  That feeling from last time exploded over him again and he went
all tingly.
He twitched weakly as he came down from his orgasm and realized that his uncle
had added another finger when he was distracted.
Hart gave the little nub a few more rubs and then withdrew his fingers. He
positioned himself behind the boy and lubed up his erection, “Even with the
drugs this is going to hurt a little bit, Jamie. It will stop, though. And then
it will just feel really, really good.”
“Oh,” Jamie pondered, “ok.”
The man lined himself up, pressing himself against the tight entrance. He
hadn’t prepared the boy nearly enough, and Hart knew it would be painful at
first. He would would forget the pain quickly enough anyway.
The boy was already relaxed as he could be, and so he wasted no more time,
popping the head of his dick in past the boy’s sphincter. Jamie shrieked as he
was breached, and weakly tried to scramble forward over the pillow.
His ass was too full and he was going to break apart, “please take it out,” he
begged.
“Shhh,” Hart soothed, stroking his flank, “you’re doing so good, being such a
good girl for me.”
He grabbed the boy’s hips and tilted them up, sliding in until he bottomed out
inside of the boy’s rectum. The boy’s colon had never been penetrated and was
still very bendy, and so Hart had to shift his hips to the left and grind
forward a few times. Jamie let out little mewls each time his uncle nudged into
his colon’s entrance until Hart slid forward suddenly, resulting in a grunt
from the both of them.
Hart settled into the boy’s ass balls deep, his pelvis pressed against his
nephew; he had been pleasantly surprised when he taken the boys internal
measurements yesterday. He hadn’t expected the small child to be able to take
him completely, but he was about the same depth internally as an adult would
be. Jamie was a treasure.
The child felt incredible inside. He was the tightest hole Hart had ever
fucked, clamping down on him; hot and snug to the point where it was on the
verge of being painful. Hart held still while the boy adjusted to the
intrusion, twitching. Jamie’s face was still turned toward Hart, and he could
see tear-tracks streaking the boy’s face.
“It’s too big,” Jamie complained. He re-opened his eyes and stared at his
uncle, petulant.   
“I know you can take it, Jamie. It will get so much better soon, I promise. And
you’re being such a brave girl,” Hart praised, running fingers through the
boy’s hair.  
Jamie took a deep breath and nodded, with the adrenaline fading from his system
the drugs took him over completely once more, leaving him compliant. Hart
shifted his hips forward experimentally, and when it only resulted in a soft
moan he drew his dick all of the way out of his nephew and then nudged it in
again, sliding himself smoothly back into the boy’s colon. Again there was no
pained reaction from Jamie and so he started fucking him, slow and careful.
Moaning, Jamie wiggled his hips in response to the slow drags of the man’s dick
on his prostate. His uncle was fucking so far up inside of him that he could
feel it in belly-button, and it was making the lotus haze worse. All he could
think about now was that good feeling from before, “Uncle Percy?”
“Yes, Jamie?”
“Can you make me feel that good feeling again?”
Hart’s rhythm stuttered. He smiled down and the boy, “only if you ask like a
good girl, you know what it’s called. And say please,” he emphasized this with
a snap of his hips.
“Ah! P-please Uncle Percy, will you make me come again?”
“I think you deserve a reward; you’ve been doing so well,” Hart conceded as he
pulled his cock completely free of the boy.               
Jamie whined out a “no!” in protest as he was left empty, but quieted as he was
flipped flat on his back, the pillow underneath him discarded. Hart dove his
cock back inside of Jamie, delighting in his squeal.
His nephew whimpered and reached a hand down toward where his little cock and
balls had recently rested, his body running on instinct. Jamie’s hand didn’t
find anything but skin and he frowned, frustrated.
Hart chuckled, “here, let me help,” he began running his fingers up and down
the child’s chest teasingly as he circled his hips.
Jamie wiggled, “it-  uh!  it feels different this time.”
The pleasure was still intense and all encompassing, but it was less sharp than
it had been when his uncle and cousin had been stuffing things into his little
cock. Hart played with one of the boy’s nipples ruthlessly, “you’ve already
come with your pussy once, you can do it again. And you’ve been such a good
girl for me; you’re going to come on my cock over and over, aren’t you?”
His nephew clenched down around him and came with a cry as Hart gave a
particularly strong thrust. His eyes stared into his uncle’s, wide and
surprised as his orgasm overtook him.
Hart was starting to wonder if Jamie liked taking it hard; both times he had
come today had been from being roughly fucked and stretched. He got a better
hold on the boy and lifted his ass into the air and began plowing into him
“I knew you could do it! Good girl! Now, let’s keep going.”   
A half an hour later and Hart wasn’t going to be able to hold back his orgasm
any longer; his hips had begun to stutter as he drove into the trembling child
below him. Jamie had come once more and could feel another building up just
behind it. Hart decided to see if he could wring one last orgasm out of the boy
before he came and reached down.
It was an awkward position, but he pressed his a finger against the boy’s rim.
Jamie didn’t react, too far gone, and so the man worked his finger in alongside
the top of his dick, leaving the boy to take in a sharp breath as he was
stretched impossibly wide. Hart curled his finger up, pressing against the
child’s prostate with firm taps.
Jamie was left voiceless by his orgasm, overtaking him with a feeling just shy
of pain. His mouth gaped open in a silent scream as his prostate was abused.
The added finger had left the boy even tighter, and Hart groaned. He worked
Jamie’s prostate one last time and came, shooting his cum deep inside of the
child’s colon.
He pulled out and admired his handy work, lifting the child’s hips skyward in
order to get the best view of his gaping hole. Hart ran a finger around the
stretched rim as it slowly shrunk back into position, looser than before.
Hart dug briefly in his toybox and selected a foot long flexible plug with a
two inch wide shaft. It was more than an inexperienced adult could take, and
looked absolutely massive next to the child. Undeterred, he grabbed the lube
and pressed the huge toy non-too gently into the boy’s ass.
As the plug inched forward, movement started to appear under Jamie’s skin. Hart
watched, enthralled, as the toy bulged the boy’s flat belly outward.  it slid
deeper and deeper, up past his belly-button, all the way to his ribs. Hart slid
it in and out a few times just to watch the dldo fucking him through his
stomach before finally sliding the whole plug home.
Jamie murmured as the plug’s base slid past his worn out rim, an inch larger
than the shaft of the toy had been. It hurt, but he was too tired to care. His
head was still so fuzzy and his body still so hot.
Next came the chastity belt. Gold and decorative, it locked Jamie’s plug into
place. He’d have to wear it until he could be trusted not to remove his plugs.
The man caressed one of the round cheeks framed by the gold belt fondly. He’d
let Jamie sleep off the rest of his drugged stupor for as long as he needed.
Once the drugs wore off and his muscles returned to their normal state, the
plug in his ass would force them to learn to relax around such a large
intrusion, stretching him. Hart wanted Jamie’s pussy as loose as it could be;
he was going to make sure that it could never fully close by the time he was
done.
He wanted to see how far he could push the limits of the little boy.
Hart gently settled Jamie into the bed, admiring his form one last time before
pulling a blanket over him. The long line of the dildo was clearly visible, a
long bulge that stopped at his ribs.
He couldn’t wait to see how much larger he could get that bump.
End Notes
     Inspired by the text based game Free Cities.
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