Hunting Day

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; She had been claimed. All these years as a free woman and she had to ; take an evening stroll on hunting day, she cursed herself. She could ; feel the sting of the dart in her arm still, she quickly grabbed it ; and tossed it to the ground. It had just been too beautiful outside ; she grumbled, why did this have to be the day? She scratched at the ; wound she now had, and cringed as she could feel the tingle of its ; insidious venom pour into her system.

; ; Once every year there was a hunting day, a day when free women could ; be claimed by licensed hunting parties. It was a random day, never ; announced until after it was over, except to the hunters that is. Ever ; since the Party had taken over it had been this way, and now Emily had ; been claimed. The dart that had struck her was just the first stage in ; her new life as a slave girl, but it would prepare her for it.

; ; No free woman ever really knew what being claimed was like, there were ; stories of course, but nothing could cover that distance between a ; simple telling and having the dart hit you. All Emily really knew was ; that the first dart simply prepared a woman for being taken. She ; didn't really know what that meant. She did feel a bit woozy, she ; noted, but other than that she felt normal. It wasn't until she heard ; the whooping from the brush on the far side of the park that she ; reconsidered her position. May be there was a chance to escape this ; fate, she thought, but only if she got away.

; ; "We've got a runner!" Emily heard a gruff voice yell as soon as she ; bolted. She had no idea how many there were, but she couldn't escape ; if she didn't try.

; ; She hadn't taken more than a few steps when she felt another dart hit ; her in the rear. She swooned again, but this time something was ; different. Sparks seemed to fly through her body, and her mind clouded ; over. Emily just stopped, and then she felt her mind shifting. It was ; so strange, she shuddered, and her mind was suddenly bombarded with ; something strange. Her thoughts seemed to melt away before she had ; them, but there was something else too, directives.

; ; Emily's eye's fluttered as her mind filled with sudden needs. She ; didn't understand them at first, but they quickly crystallized both in ; form and urgency. Emily knew this was the first stage of her ; conversion, and she tried to fight it, but it was just so powerful.

; ; The first thing that hit her were her clothes. She had to remove ; them. They were tight, confining, and Emily didn't need them any ; more. Her hands flew to her shirt and started tearing it off. Emily ; couldn't control her hands, the need to be naked simply overwhelmed ; everything else. She quickly tore off every stitch of clothing she had ; on. Emily didn't even pause as she ripped off her bra and panties, ; destroying the frilly garments as she did so. When she finished she ; looked down at the pile of torn clothes with dismay, she really was ; becoming a slave. Oddly enough, she felt better as she felt a breeze ; tickled her bare skin, it was good to be naked, the directives told ; her. Her boobs and pussy breathed as they never had before, it really ; did feel good, Emily thought.

; ; "Alright, girl, everything will be okay, we're just here to claim ; you." Emily heard from behind her. She quickly turned around, trying ; to cover herself. She knew her hands didn't provide her with much ; protection, but her embarrassment at her state drove her action. Even ; as Emily slid her arm over her nipples and a hand over her bush, she ; had to fight a new directive forming in her brain. It was good to be ; naked in front of men, it blasted into her mind, even as she tried to ; fight it.

; ; "Please don't do this!" Emily squealed weakly as she looked up at two ; men. Just looking at them made her shudder, both in fear and ; need. She'd never found much to be interested in men before, but now ; she felt her own ardor growing just looking at them. Her mind flashed ; with almost instinctive thoughts, primal, and all involving her and ; these two men naked and writhing together in passion. Her hands slowly ; slipped away as well, the need to display her naked flesh overwhelming ; her control.

; ; "Present yourself girl, we have a dinner waiting." Ordered one of the ; men. They'd taken a moment to review her naked flesh as she'd panted ; before them. They seemed pleased, but the older man looked impatient ; and he had ordered her.

; ; Emily quivered for a moment, not knowing what he meant, but then she ; suddenly understood. She tried to fight following his command, but the ; battle was short and she fell to her knees. Emily bowed her head and ; pulled her hair off her neck, as she did, she noticed a strange ; metallic ring on the back of her neck. She knew it hadn't been there ; before, and concluded that it must be part of the claiming process.

; ; "Good girl, this basic program should be good for now." The other man ; said before pressing something cold and metallic into the back of her ; neck.

; ; Everything blurred for a moment before returning to normal. Or ; something like normal, Emily's mind felt somewhat fuzzy now, she ; didn't understand it, but she knew she'd just been programmed.

; ; "Program insertion successful, slave mode enabled, slave Emily awaits ; your command." Emily chimed in her happiest tone. She shuddered at her ; own words, but she could feel the program chaining her thoughts and ; adding new ones as well. First, she was horny, very horny. She just ; looked at the two men before her and her pussy twitched with ; lust. Emily presented herself again for them now, this time with her ; chest heaved out and her kneeling legs spread widely. She had to show ; them just what kind of a woman they had claimed.

; ; "Hey, I think she's taking to it pretty well, just look at how flushed ; she is!" Emily heard one of the men say. She blushed at the statement, ; even though she knew it was true. Her pussy was seething with heat and ; she could feel her nipples harden with that same arousal. Emily was ; horny, more so than she could ever remember being.

; ; The other man reached between her legs and cupped her naked ; pussy. Emily fought back a moan but couldn't help but squirm against ; his hand. "Oh, yeah, she's taking to the program very quickly. This is ; you're first catch, son, why don't you claim her properly, dinner can ; wait."

; ; "How about it, Emily, are you ready for me?" The other man said, ; pulling up close to her. He reached out, cupped her breasts with his ; hands, and smiled. Emily gasped at the pleasure his touch caused and ; couldn't help but present her bosom for easy fondling.

; ; "Slave Emily is very horny, Master. She is ready to service you." ; Emily chimed as the man pinched her nipples playfully. She couldn't ; believe what she'd just said, or what was happening to her. She was ; becoming a slave, her body was already subservient to her new ; programming, and she had no idea how long her mind could last.

; ; "Wonderful, why don't you lay back and spread you're legs while I get ; ready." The man commanded. Emily bowed her head for a moment, trying ; to fight back against her new drives, her new programming, but her ; fight didn't last long. She just had to do what he wanted, and it was ; truly mere moments before she was lying back on the grass were her ; legs spread lewdly. Emily rested there as the man prepared himself, ; internally she had to fight not to think about sex, or the ; satisfaction that her programming had her appropriately wet and ; positioned to be claimed.

; ; "Don't mind us we're just claiming a new slave, you're all free to ; watch if you like." The other man laughed at the small crowd that was ; assembling. Emily shuddered at the thought of a crowd of gawkers ; watching her being used, but all she could do about it was blush ever ; so slightly as she listened to their whispers.

; ; "Oh, with a body like that I wish I'd gotten a license for today."

; ; "And just look how wet her pussy is, she must be a natural slave."

; ; "Wow! That's little Emily Parsons, I never though anyone would get ; her!"

; ; "Really? Oh yeah, you're right, man I hope these hunters feel like ; sharing today, she's a real babe!" "I bet her pussy's real tight to, ; may be even virgin."

; ; Emily couldn't do anything but listen as the crowd whispered around ; her. She cringed each time she recognized a voice. Some of them were ; her neighbors or coworkers, and each one was talking about how much ; they'd dreamed about fucking her. For a moment she almost forgot her ; position and felt a burning hatred at their chauvinistic ; attitudes. That little distraction didn't last long though, as the ; immediate target of her attention was ready for her now.

; ; "Tell, me Emily, are you a virgin?" The man asked as he crawled over ; her naked body. Emily pulled her legs open further and lifted her hips ; instinctively. She looked between them and couldn't help but lust ; after the magnificent tool that was swinging between his legs. Emily ; shuddered at the insidious power her new programming had. She was ; locked in a cage as she watched her body do the bidding of its new ; owner. All the while the new directives of her slave programming ; seeped into her mind, subverting her to her new existence ; completely. She truly wanted that cock inside her, defiling her and ; fucking her into blissful slavery.

; ; "Slave Emily has been fucked three times Master, but she will still be ; nice and tight for a man so well hung as you." Emily answered, her ; entire body quaking in anticipation. She had never been this horny ; before, no doubt another effect of her new programming, she ; thought. The man lowered himself between her legs now and positioned ; himself at her gates. Emily was nearly overwhelmed by the feeling of ; his tool parting her nether lips, but all she could do was hold her ; hips steady and wait for him to claim her.

; ; The man above her simply smiled for a moment as he rested at her ; entrance. Then he grabbed onto both of her breasts and pressed into ; Emily's waiting flesh. She thrust her hips back to meet him and felt ; his shaft sink into her. Emily couldn't believe she was really doing ; this, but quickly found herself rippling her pussy in ways she'd never ; thought of before yet instinctively knowing that they would please her ; master. He was a large man as well, and Emily swore she could feel ; every vein on his shaft as it pulsed within her. This was the proper ; place for a slave, she thought, on her back servicing her ; master. Emily didn't want to be a slave, she still fought the personal ; implications of slavery, but the programming had solidified the ; abstract notions of a slave's role inside her mind. She knew the ; proper role of a slave and the programming in her mind now worked to ; convince her that she was a slave and properly accept her own role.

; ; "You're a slave now, Emily, how does it feel?" The man laughed right ; into her face as he started to fuck her. Emily's first response was ; simply a cry of pleasure as she worked herself against his plunging ; shaft, drawing out every once of pleasure she could. None of her ; earlier experiences had been like this, and the small part of her ; still in control wondered how much the programming was responsible ; for. It didn't matter now, though, even if she could regain control ; from the programming, the pleasure she was receiving was more than she ; could resist.

; ; "Glorious, Master! Fuck this slave!" Emily cried out as she thrust ; herself back against him. She couldn't control herself, every thrust ; was like a revelation, showing her the true purpose of being. Emily ; moaned shamelessly as he squeezed on her mammaries while plunging into ; her seething flesh. She wrapped her legs around him and drew him in as ; he claimed her.

; ; "See how easy it is, guys! Even little miss innocent here can be made ; into a slave. Just look at how wet and willing she is." The other man ; addressed the crowd as Emily and her master coupled on the ground. His ; words sank into Emily and jolted loose her thoughts from the animal ; desires that were controlling her.

; ; "Oh, God! No! Please Master! Emily, uh, Emily doesn't want, oh, this! ; She doesn't, uh, want to be a slave!" Emily screamed as she ground her ; body against the hunter who was claiming her. She instinctively fucked ; him, caressing his shaft and matching his thrusts. She couldn't help ; herself, she had to do it, had to fuck him. Her objections didn't ; matter, she had to please him. That was her programming, she ; understood that, but the needs it burned into her were real and beyond ; any ability to control.

; ; The man claiming her simply smiled and shoved his manhood fully into ; her. Emily rippled around his shaft fervently now, knowing that she ; had to bring forth his seed. He cupped her breasts again and squeezed ; them just as Emily felt his manhood begin to twitch. Emily screamed in ; ecstasy as she felt the first shot of his seed blast against the ; depths of her passage. She reached up and kissed her master ; passionately as she felt her depths being filled. Emily's tongue ; danced with his as his seed burned into her. She kept squeezing him ; with the walls of her pussy as well, determined to milk every drop ; from him like a good slave.

; ; The pair remained locked together like that for several minutes before ; he broke their embrace. Emily just rested on her back as he smiled at ; her and pulled himself free. She cooed as his girth slipped from her, ; then felt a new shift roll through her mind. It tingled around her ; senses for a moment then she resumed her kneeling position before her ; master.

; ; "Master, slave Emily has been claimed and bonded by your DNA as per ; the Federal Bonding Act, this slave is now officially registered and ; licensed. Her free woman status has been revoked and all assets have ; been transferred to you. Would you like this slave to clean you ; manhood of our juices now?" Emily recited, knowing that this was the ; official notice of her new life. She was his now, his to play with and ; modify, everything she had was his to control, including her mind.

; ; The man simply nodded and Emily quickly moved in to do the job. She ; wrapped her tongue around his limp shaft and diligently cleaned every ; ounce of their juices from him. Emily was shocked at how pleasant the ; experience was, though she recognized that her programming was pumping ; her mind with positive feedback at her actions. She'd tried oral once ; before, though she hadn't really liked it, now was different, she was ; a slave, and a slave was always willing to serve her master.

; ; Emily couldn't help but take her time, she had to clean her master ; properly, she knew. The first thing she noticed was the taste, every ; drop of his seed was pure candy, more delicious than anything she'd ; ever tasted before. Then came his cock. Emily traced her tongue over ; every vein and bulge of his shaft, studying it, knowing that this was ; the center of her new existence. She couldn't suppress the feeling of ; wonder that came at being so close to such a god like tool and pure ; awe at having the privilege of serving it.

; ; When his shaft started to harden within her mouth, Emily swooned with ; joy. The slave was pleasuring her master and he liked it. She found ; herself sucking on him instead of just licking off their juices. As ; she did, her mind suddenly opened and Emily found the knowledge of how ; to pleasure a man orally spread out inside her thoughts. She latched ; on to the most pleasurable technique and focused on brining her master ; to another wonderful orgasm. Every moan he uttered filled Emily with ; joy as she worked between his legs, recognition for her fine ; work. Finally, she felt him begin to quiver and felt his shaft bulge ; within her mouth as his seed flowed into her. Emily shuddered as well, ; the taste of his juices sending her into an orgasm of her own.

; ; After she'd finished cleaning him again she sat back in her ; presentation position and waited for her next command. Emily seethed ; inside, she couldn't help but do all of this and she knew this was ; only the beginning. Her mind burned with conflicting thoughts. Her ; body shook with arousal, reeling both from the fucking she'd just ; received and her service to her master's shaft. Emily hated what she'd ; been forced to do by her new programming, but she could feel it ; seeping thoughts of encouragement into even now. A good slave was ; grateful for every pleasure she could grant her master.

; ; "You want to ride her pops?" Her Master asked.

; ; "Nah, you're mother's waiting at home and she'll need some ; attentions. I'm sure some of our little audience would love to oblige ; though, if you're looking to share." The older man smiled. "I'll be ; going now, I'll make sure theirs still something warm in the oven for ; you when you get back."

; ; "Alright, your loss." The young man laughed. He smiled and turned to ; the small crowd that had gathered around. "Alright, I heard a few of ; you say you knew this little slave, if you're interested in having a ; stab at her, step up."

; ; The line quickly formed and Emily surveyed the crowd as best she could ; given that she could move her head. Many of them she didn't know, but ; several she did, some were just workers in shops she passed through, ; and some were coworkers. A few more she had considered as friends, and ; now all of them were lined up to use her. Her mind reeled at the ; thought, but her body flushed, her pussy quaked, heating itself for ; the task ahead. She felt her chest heave as she began to pant with ; uncontrollable excitement, her breasts rising and falling with each ; labored breath. She could feel that her nipples were hard as rocks and ; her clit aching between her legs. Emily knew she was a slave now, ; getting so horny for her coming use, but she couldn't help it either.

; ; "It looks like you're pretty popular, Emily. Now, I want you to stand ; up and pick four of these fine gentlemen out to fuck you. I want each ; one to leave a deposit in either your mouth or pussy, their ; choice. The rest of you guys can watch but after these four we have to ; go home." The master instructed.

; ; Emily shuddered as she stood up. Her mind whirled at the order she'd ; just received. She'd barely fuck a dozen times in her life and now she ; was being asked to choose four partners for herself. Emily's eyes ; rolled over the small crowd of men, each one looking hopeful for a ; roll in the hay with her. She couldn't believe she had to choose like ; this, and fought against the notion. This slave must select them now! ; Emily shuddered as the directive floored her. This slave must pleasure ; four men or her choosing, Emily shivered at her own thoughts. She ; closed her eyes for a moment, and the directive slammed her mind ; again, this time taking control. This slave will fuck the four men ; here who knew her best.

; ; "Thomas, Rick, Barry, and Joe, slave Emily has selected you." Emily ; chimed in a sing song voice. She felt herself quiver again at the ; thought. Thomas and Rick were both two of her oldest male friends and ; Barry and Joe had worked with her for years. She knew her programming ; was punishing her for resistance, forcing her to perform for those ; she'd otherwise least want to. Her body was still racing with sexual ; need and no sooner had the four stepped forward then she walked up to ; Thomas.

; ; "Let me undress you, Thomas." Emily smiled and quickly set to work ; undressing her friend. She couldn't help but give him friendly little ; rubs as she slipped off his clothes. Emily easily noticed just how ; buffed and trim Thomas was, and when she finally pulled down his ; shorts she swooned at the hardened shaft rising before her.

; ; Thomas reached down, pulled her naked form to his, and held her. His ; hands roamed over her tender flesh, and Emily shuddered.

; ; "How is it Em? What's it like being a little slave girl?" Thomas asked ; as he reached his hands up and cupped both of her breasts. Emily cooed ; as he rolled her tender flesh, her mind locked in a storm over how to ; respond to his question. Her honest feelings and those of her ; programming tearing against the other.

; ; "It's amazing and horrible, Thomas. Slave Emily has never been this ; horny, or felt such wondrous pleasure, but she is now a slave with a ; master." Emily replied, her tone cheerful despite her own ; feelings. Her hands reached up and helped him squeeze her chest. "Fuck ; me, Thomas, Master commands it and this slave wants you to make her ; feel like a free woman one last time."

; ; Thomas bent down and kissed her passionately and Emily melted against ; him. He quickly lowered her to the ground and Emily quickly spread her ; legs for him as she came to a rest atop the grass. Her body was aching ; for him, and when his shaft finally touched the gates to her womanhood ; Emily cried out in ecstasy. Thomas didn't waste any time with her, and ; she squealed as his shaft plunged to her very depth.

; ; "Oh Thomas!" Emily wailed. He was larger than her master, and she ; couldn't help but quake at the fullness of his shaft inside her. The ; volume of sexual knowledge inside her slave programming came alive ; again, the earlier instinct that had driven her fucking became a slew ; of choices for exactly how to pleasure a man. Emily chose her method ; and started fucking back against her friend, squeezing with her pussy ; just as the programming told her to.

; ; "Oh god, Emily!" Thomas moaned as Emily worked her new magic on ; him. She instantly beamed at his outburst, finding satisfaction at his ; pleasure. Emily didn't stop concentrating for a moment, determined to ; help draw out their love making as he plunged into her quivering form.

; ; "Enjoy this slave, Thomas, fuck her hard!" Emily cooed as their bodies ; slammed against each other. Emily felt herself giving in fully to her ; programming, the sex was just too powerful and her need was just so ; strong that she couldn't resist. She wrapped her legs around his ; thighs opening herself to his thrusts. Emily could feel his shaft sink ; to her very depths and marveled as his sack slapped between her legs.

; ; It wasn't long before Emily could feel Thomas nearing his release. She ; did her best to draw it out but a slave had to give pleasure, not ; withhold it and the longer she tried to fight, the harder it was to ; maintain her discipline. Finally, she gave in, and Emily began fucking ; Thomas to bring his release. Her entire body worked with her, all the ; way to the pulsing flesh between her legs.

; ; When Thomas finally groaned in ecstasy, Emily joined him, her own ; release sparked by the sensation of his seed splashing inside her. Her ; body quaked as she milked the cock inside her, satisfied not just in ; her own pleasure but in her performance as well. A good slave takes ; pride in the pleasure she gives. Emily took the time offered her to ; savor the feeling of a large man inside her, not just using her but ; loving her. She wished she could ask why Thomas had remained, but she ; really didn't want to know the answer. Emily wanted to savor these ; last attachments to her old freedom, her last chance to taste of her ; old life, even if it was through her new slave form.

; ; Emily quickly finished servicing Thomas. She noted that his semen ; wasn't nearly as delicious as her master's, even if his cock was ; bigger. Emily even found herself licking her lips at the memory of her ; master's taste. She tried to fight back the thought, but a good slave ; always preferred the taste of her master.

; ; Finally she was done and she walked up to the next of the four ; men. Emily grabbed his hands and held them over her heaving ; chest. "How do you like them, Rick? It's your turn with slave Emily, ; and she's still nice and horny. See just how hard her nipples are? ; They get just like little rocks when Emily's really hot."

; ; It was true too, she couldn't help it. Emily quickly undressed Rick ; and fucked him with the same passion as she had Thomas. Barry and Joe ; followed with a rousing fuck each. The whole time, Emily was burning ; up with need, even as they were fucking her furiously. Each release ; was just pure heaven to her aching flesh. In the end, she was still ; burning with need as she licked Joe's shaft clean, but savored every ; taste and touch. A good slave never let slip a chance to enjoy giving ; pleasure.

; ; "Okay boys, one last hurrah for our newest little slave girl!" Master ; yelled. Emily was kneeling in her presentation position after ; finishing her service to Joe and she looked up to see all the rest of ; the men in the crowd masturbating around her. Then she felt herself ; being splashed with their seed.

; ; "Oh, Oh! God! Oh GOD!" Emily squealed with every splash against ; her. She felt a ripple of pleasure each time, unable to help herself ; as she was quickly covered with a couple dozen men's semen. The ; festivities went on for several minutes as the men took turns walking ; up to her and aiming for a clean place on her body.

; ; "Alright Emily, it's time to go home." Emily's master said after the ; final man had completed his task. Emily felt both wonderfully slutty ; and horribly embarrassed at being covered from head to toe in semen. A ; good slave always loved semen, no matter where it fell.

; ; Walking to her Master's home like that was a supreme ; embarrassment. She went the whole way naked, save her shoes. She had ; to walk proudly, jutting out her jiggling chest as she strode behind ; her master. Plenty of men whistled and jeered at her as she ; passed. None touched her though, that was more than allowed of any ; man's slave. Never in her life had Emily felt so cheap or out of ; control, of course she was a slave now, her life was no longer her ; own.

; ; Finally they arrived at her Master's home and Emily followed him ; in. It was a normal home, not exceptionally spacious but large enough ; to house the men of the family and more than a few slaves.

; ; "Hello Master, congratulations on your successful hunt." Chimed a ; sweet and completely naked young girl as Emily's Master entered their ; home.

; ; Emily recognized the girl immediately. She was Megan Fizer, a neighbor ; girl of sixteen who had been taken in a hunt last year. She had ; changed now though. Her breasts were much larger and firmer now, and ; her body was hairless except for a small patch over her pussy and a ; long main of blonde hair flowing from her head.

; ; "Hello Megan, please take care to clean up and prepare Emily for ; me. You have my instructions." Master ordered. Her turned to Emily and ; fondled her breasts. "Emily while you're alone with Megan you are to ; do everything she says, and accept new programming from ; her. Otherwise, you are free to converse with her without ; restriction."

; ; "Thank you, Master." Emily chimed, oddly honest in her response. She ; shuddered that even such minor freedom was cause for thanks and ; celebration now. Emily could scarcely believe just how much she'd just ; lost. Here she was being openly fondled by a man who now owned her and ; she was thankful that he was giving her a bare moment in which she was ; free to be something of herself.

; ; "Okay, Emily, I bet you can't wait to get Master's full slave program ; installed!" Megan giggled, pulling at Emily's arm. Emily just gasped ; at such a notion and limply followed Megan as the slave girl dragged ; her upstairs. Megan cheerfully pulled Emily into the bathroom and ; started the shower.

; ; "First we need to get you all clean and shiny. Come on in the shower." ; Megan pushed Emily into the running water. Megan followed behind a ; moment later and started lathering Emily's naked body.

; ; "Oh, you've got a really nice body, Emi! Master was so lucky to get ; you." Megan cooed as she washed the remains of Emily's initiation from ; her skin. Megan paid special attention to Emily's breasts after she'd ; finished with the rest. "And don't worry about you're little boobies ; either, Master will make sure you get a nice big pair like mine!"

; ; Emily was hovering in a daze as all of this happened to her. She was ; lost, completely adrift from the notion that she was just a sex slave ; for a man now. That she was being fondled and cleaned by another sex ; slave just reinforced the strangeness of her new reality. Emily had ; been a free woman just hours before, master of her own destiny, and ; now, now she was only a toy for the pleasure of men. It was just too ; much to accept.

; ; "Oh God!" Emily wailed, her voice finally breaking through her ; shattered mind.

; ; "It's alright, everything will be better after you get the full ; programming." Megan cooed, trying to soothe the trembling woman in her ; arms.

; ; "How can you say that? This slave is going to be a slave!" Emily ; cried. She knew it didn't matter, Megan was already lost, already ; programmed for her new existence. There might be a shred of the free ; girl she'd once been buried inside, but that Megan was ruled now by ; her programming. Emily couldn't expect any help, much less sympathy ; from the poor thing that was sharing her shower. In fact, Emily knew ; in short order, she'd be joining Megan fully in the same fate.

; ; "Yes, and you'll love it! Your whole world will change after the ; programming, Emi! You'll know just how important being a slave is, ; especially to Master. Before I was claimed I never knew how important ; it was to be a slave and to give men pleasure, but I can't think of ; anything better now. Master is great too, not only does he like to ; fuck a lot, but he lets me fuck other guys too, whenever I want to or ; they do. It's great!" Megan rattled off. She genuinely seemed to enjoy ; her fate, Emily realized. She wondered if she would turn out like ; that, happy to be a slave. Emily had heard stories about being a ; slave, that slaves weren't always fully programmed, that the original ; person still had some control. Still those were just rumors. Slavers ; didn't much care what their property felt so long as it performed, and ; so long as the slavers were happy with the product, no one much cared ; to investigate. At least no one who could did. Occasionally, one of ; the radical feminist groups opposed to slavery would capture and try ; to deprogram a slave. Emily had never read of any success, but then no ; one but the federal slaving authorities actually understood how the ; technology really worked, and they weren't about to share the ; specifics with anyone.

; ; After Emily stayed silent for the rest of her cleaning, Megan piped up ; again. "All right, all clean. Are you ready for your programming?"

; ; Emily shook her head emphatically. She didn't want this, she knew it ; had to be but she didn't want it. Megan smiled back warmly, ; understanding shining in her eyes. At least she knew what was going ; through her mind.

; ; "You'll feel better, and I can't wait long, Master always likes to ; fuck something after he's had desert and I want it to be me." Megan ; explained as she picked up a programming device. It wasn't much, just ; a small metallic cylinder. Emily felt a strange stirring insider her ; just looking at the device, she knew its purpose, and instinctively ; she kneeled to the floor and present the back of her neck. She tried ; to fight against this act of submission, but Emily couldn't make ; herself move, there was programming to receive and she had to wait and ; become the slave her master wanted.

; ; Emily felt Megan press the device against the ring on the back of her ; neck and her whole world shuddered again. This time it was different, ; her mind shifted, but she could watch as things moved in her mind. Her ; life, her priorities all shifted before her. Before she had hopes, ; dreams aspirations for herself, even the wish for an honest husband ; and family. Emily felt those desires slip away, now she only wanted to ; be a slave, a whore for her master. That was her purpose. Her mind ; filled with examples of how to serve him, what he liked, and Emily ; lapped them up. She was a slave now, his slave, and she had to be ; ready to please him any way she could.

; ; "Isn't that better, Emi?" Megan asked after she pulled the device ; away.

; ; "Oh, yeah, everything is so clear now!" Emily giggled. "I'm Master's ; little sex toy! Come on, he's got to be getting done with supper and I ; want to be his desert!"

; ; Emily felt an odd ring inside herself at the thought. It was hollow ; now though, an echo of her old self, she realized, the one who had ; other dreams. Now though, she was getting herself nice and wet ; thinking about her master, her old self wouldn't help her get Master ; to enjoy her after he'd eaten.

; ; "Ah, my slaves return, how are you girls?" Master asked, his eyes ; surveying his two servants as they both bounced into the room, each ; completely naked, just as he preferred.

; ; "Wonderful, Master!" They chimed in unison. Both girls giggled at ; their timing before moving into position. They fell to the floor, on ; their knees with their rears pointed to the ceiling and their heads on ; the floor. Emily felt a little strange doing this, but she knew this ; was how her master liked to enjoy his women after supper. She was ; terribly horny now, and was consumed by the hope that he would take ; his pleasure with her instead of Megan.

; ; "You seem to have taken well to the programming Emily. I'm glad, it ; was such a shame you've been free this long, don't you agree?" He ; asked as he reached up and cupped her bare pussy.

; ; "Oh, god, Master! I can't believe I ever wanted anything except your ; wonderful thick cock! Please, fuck me!" Emily squealed. His touch ; overwhelmed her senses, she couldn't believe how good it felt. None of ; her old reservations about sex stood in the way now. She was a slave, ; this was her purpose in life, and there wasn't any reason to be ; ashamed.

; ; "Just as it should be, just as it should be." Emily's master laughed ; as he positioned himself behind his first catch and sank into her ; depths. Emily was just another slave girl now, just like most of the ; women in the world. The free ones didn't know what they were missing, ; and Emily was learning just how much she'd missed all these years. She ; couldn't imagine a better fate than this, and accepted her Master's ; cock with joy. Emily moaned with unrestrained lust as she took her ; master's shaft inside herself again. This was the life, she thought, ; being a slave, having sex and not having any worries. There wasn't ; anything more she could have ever asked for.

; ; Except of course to have been claimed earlier.

; ; The End ; ;