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   Welcome To MorningWood by Farleven
http://www.angelfire.com/ct2/farleven/index.html 2001

   Part 3 (MC NC MF INC)



   "How do you expect me to believe anything you just said?" Mark Jackson
scoffed at the improbable tale he had just heard.  "If I believed a word of
it, I'd have to arrest you right now, not even to speak of helping you."

   "I'm sorry to hear that, Mr.  Jackson.  Truly, I am, though that doesn't
change anything.  Please remember I said we needed your assistance, I never
implied you had a choice in the matter." The old cigar smoking man replied.

   "Who do you think you are?  I think it'd be best if you leave, now."
Mark ordered.  He had taken his fill of this unannounced guest.  Mark still
didn't know what possessed him to let the man in originally, but he had run
out of patience.

   "I am the man at the head of our little group, Mr.  Jackson, and I am
fully able to choose my own comings and goings and I am not yet finished
here.  You see, I do still need your help, and I'm ready to demonstrate
just how compliant you can become when you need to be.  Please ask your
daughters to come down here." The old man commanded, taking a puff from his
cigar, smiling at the uncomfortable cringe it elicited from his nominal
host.

   "Amber, Terri, come down here please!" Mark yelled out before he had a
chance to think.  He didn't understand what possessed him to do it, even as
he was still intent on throwing the old man out.

   Terri and Amber trampled down the stairs a moment later, both now eager
to obey.  Terri knew what awaited them, dreading it even as she felt the
unsaitable urge to obey and serve that caused her to rush downstairs. 
Amber didn't know anything of her current state yet, in fact she existed in
an odd haze that clouded her perceptions, until she heard the call to come
downstairs.  Her own need to serve was rooted now as well, even if she
didn't realize it yet and it helped spur her down the stairs.  Both girls
were in bathrobes, though only Terri knew what they were both wearing
underneath.  In fact she had picked out both outfits the night before, and
couldn't suppress her pride at just how sexy she looked in the lingerie.

   "Hello, girls, I'm afraid your father has decided he needs a
demonstration of my position and his own.  Please, disrobe and come into
the middle of the room." The old man commanded.

   Both girls complied instantly, dropping their robes at the foot of the
stairs and walking into the middle of the living room.  Terri was dressed
in a sheer black teddy that clung to her curves and presented her assets
wonderfully.  It was also crotchless at Terri's insistence, so that her
pussy would be readily accessible for use.  As she took her place in the
middle of the room, Terri stood proudly at attention and dutifully prepared
her body for use, still amazed that her conditioning allowed her to
lubricate herself by will alone.

   Amber was completely shocked by her own actions, and by what she was
wearing.  She was wearing much the same garment as Terri had the night
before, though Amber didn't know it.  The only difference was that, like
Terri's, her panties were crotchless.  Amber couldn't remember putting
these clothes on, nor could she figure out what possessed her to do it in
the first place.  As she took her place beside Terri, Amber realized that
she was putting on quite a display for her own father and a complete
stranger.  Yet all she could do was fall into a strange attention, pressing
her chest outward and spreading her legs just enough to give an unfettered
view of her uncovered mound.

   "What's happening to me?" Amber finally cried after she had taken her
position and found herself unable to do anything but stand there displaying
her lovely young body.  She could feel the cool air in the room flow over
her naked flesh and looked down to see her nipples poking out of the shear
top as they felt the cold as well.

   Terri waited a moment until the old man gave her a nod and she was
allowed to assume her roll.  "You're being turned into a sex toy, Amber,
just like I was."

   "No, please, I don't want to." Amber cried again.  She looked over at
Terri to see her worst fears confirmed.  Terri looked perfectly like a teen
seductress, and Amber shuddered as Terri smiled back, an expression
strangely melding sisterly joy and sexual desire.  Amber turned away,
closing her eyes from the awful truth, unwilling to accept what had already
been said of her fate.

   Terri walked up behind Amber and ran her hands up and down Amber's sides
and finally cupped her breasts.  "But Amber, you have such a lovely body,
it'd be terrible waste not to have it enjoyed by the world."

   "Terri, stop it.  Leave your sister alone." Mark ordered, finally able
to rouse himself from his shock at his daughter's behavior.  Still, he felt
restrained, even pacified more than he would normally expect.  Finally, he
felt a twinge of excitement at seeing his two lovely daughters like this,
both sexily clad in revealing clothing, and giving him a full view of their
youthful charms.  He had felt that before, though he had always been able
to suppress it before.  This time he couldn't, even though he wished
otherwise, just for the sake of decency.

   "But, Daddy, you have to admit that Amber is just a little sexpot, I
mean what able man wouldn't want to make use of a body like this?  You'd
like to do her right now wouldn't you, Daddy?" Terri teased as she
continued to caress her sister's body.  She knew just what she was doing,
just what was going to happen.  Terri hated herself for what she had to do,
but it didn't change anything, even the satisfaction at doing fulfilling
her task remained unaltered as she debased her sister.

   Amber could only whimper at the treatment she was receiving.  She could
scarcely believe that Terri was handling her so passionately, or that her
body was responding.  It right to have others caressing her breasts, Amber
thought, surprised that such a notion occurred to her.  She couldn't deny
it, though she tried, finally, she accepted the idea and pressed her pert
young flesh into her sister's accepting hands.

   "No, I don't, I couldn't, even though she is such a sexy young woman. 
If she wasn't my daughter I'd split her wonderful cunt open with my cock
right now." Mark clamped his mouth shut at that small admission, not
believing what he had just said, or the instant reaction in his own pants
at his words.  With just that simple thought, a floodgate of perverted
images involving Amber filled his mind.

   Amber herself felt a strange sensation flood over her at her father's
words as well.  He had said she was sexy, and suddenly she felt proud of
it. "Oh, god, Daddy, you think I'm sexy?  That is so cool.  Haven't I ever
turned you on before?"

   "Oh, sweetie, of course you have.  Like when your little nipples poke
through your nightshirts on cold mornings, or the way you wiggles you hot
little ass always makes me want to fuck you." Mark replied, shocked at his
admission, and unable to deny the fact that he was aroused now as well.

   "Daddy, that's so sweet." Amber replied.  She didn't know what had came
over her, but she really liked hearing all this dirty talk from her own
father.  In fact, she was becoming aroused, something that was still a
novel sensation in it's own right.  Amber was still a virgin, though she
wasn't uninformed about sex completely.  She just hadn't been inclined to
pursue it before, beyond a few exploratory sessions of heavy petting.  Now
all that was behind her, and her body was alighting with new sensations,
new needs, and Amber was completely unable to suppress any of them.

   "Don't you think, Daddy would like to see more of you're sexily little
body, Amber?  Why don't you show him your cute little titties." Terri
suggested as she continued.  Amber complied without hesitation, pulling off
her top with nearly reckless abandon.

   "Do you like my little titties, Daddy?" Amber asked as she waved her
bare chest from side to side only a few feet in front of her leering
father. Her breasts were still small, though perfectly rounded and tipped
with two lovely pink nipples that quickly hardened in the cool living room
air.  Amber could scarcely believe herself, being this bold just wasn't
normal, but she felt so right like this, nearly naked, presenting her
youthful body to her father.  Only the smallest part of her mind considered
where this would lead, and all she could do was shudder in anticipation.

   "They are just perfect, angel, I'd just love to suck on them." Mark
answered.  He licked his lips hungrily as her two sweet little orbs danced
before him just out of reach.  His thoughts of resistance were gone, all he
wanted was to assault the wondrous girl if front of him.

   Amber giggled and then bent over, giving her father a full view of her
pussy through her crotchless underwear.  As she did so, she ran her hand
over her exposed mound, surprised that she didn't have any hair there, but
she was pleased by that fact, that her mound was properly clean.  Amber
didn't know why, remembering her own pleasure not long ago at the hair that
had been growing there.  A small part of her realized that she had been
prepared for this fate, the thought disturbed her, but she felt thankful
that she had been well prepared to be enjoyed as well.  What good was a sex
slave if she wasn't ready to be fucked?

   "Oh, Daddy, can you believe this little pussy is waiting to be fucked
for the first time?  It feels so empty right now, aching for a cock to make
me a woman.  It's all hot and wet to, just ready to be used.  Will you use
me, Daddy?" Amber pleaded with her final words.  Her arousal was beyond
control or comprehension, all that remained inside her was an undeniable
need to be used.  Finished with her pussy display she turned back around,
her eyes burning with lust and desire as she looked to her father.  She
shivered inside as her look was so graciously returned.  Amber could hardly
wait to be used, to be initiated in her new existence as a sex toy.  She
stole a glance down to her father's crotch, pleased to see the outline of
his erect shaft waiting just below the surface.  Amber shivered in
anticipation at being speared with it, barely able to control her need.

   Terri stood only a few feet away watching with dismay as Amber acted out
her program with perfect accuracy.  A small tear fell from her eyes as she
watched, breaking her look of a proud sister.  Terri knew she had been the
one to do this to her sister, but the worst was yet to come, and she hated
herself for being so weak.  It had been her hands on the controls that had
chanced her sister from a carefree teenager into this sex crazed slave,
Terri rationally knew she had no choice, but she still lamented her own
weakness.  She had been too weak to save her sister, and now they were both
caught in this evil web.

   "Detach, both of you." The old man spoke from his seat.

   Amber felt a shudder pass through her a moment later, a veil seemed to
lift from her thoughts and she was able to think normally again.  She
nearly screamed in shock as she stood there, kneading her own naked breasts
as she danced a seductive sexual dance right in front of her father.  Amber
couldn't believe what she had just been saying, or doing.  She had just
invited her father to fuck her, and she couldn't understand what possessed
her to do it.  Amber remembered what Terri had said about becoming a sex
toy, and she realized that she'd just given a demonstration.  She turned to
Terri then and gave her sister a forlorn, almost terrified look as she
continued presenting her body to their father.

   "What is you're purpose, Amber?" Terri asked coldly.  She didn't know
where the words came from, but realized it was her own conditioning, her
part of this little show.

   "To serve, to be used, my body exists to bring pleasure to my masters. I
am to seek my Masters' desires and find reward in pleasing them." Amber
answered with a reverence she didn't feel.  The words scared her, telling
her that even now, with her mind free she was still a slave.

   "Terri please, let me go!  I don't want to do this." Amber pleaded, her
voice sweet and sultry, providing no contrast to her continuing erotic
dance.

   "She's not the one in control my dear, and I couldn't let a lovely
little thing like you go.  Please, come over here and prepare me while I
finish my discussion with your father." The old man said.

   "Please, no, Mister." Amber replied as she stopped her gyrations and
strolled over to the old man.  She found her hands going to his crotch and
pulling his shaft free.  Amber looked at it in awe for a moment, being her
first shaft, before she began to gently caress it's length with her
delicate fingers.  She somehow knew that it was important not to
over-stimulate him, but Amber didn't want to consider the reasons for it.
Instead, she found herself studying his shaft.  Amber didn't know why, but
she found the old man's member fascinating, and studiously examined every
vein and bump with a determination she had never felt towards anything.

   Meanwhile, Mark was sitting back, nearly catatonic.  The reality of his
behavior and his daughters stunned him, that he was only moment away from
taking his youngest daughters virginity disturbed him greatly.  Just as
disturbing was the fact that he was still sitting there, unmoving as Amber
began caressing the old man's cock.  Mark knew he should be tearing him
apart, but yet he felt the same strange calmness flow over him as before.
All he could do was sit and watch his nearly naked daughter perform her
first official act as a sex slave to this evil man.

   "Now, Mr.  Jackson, I think you're fully aware of you're position in
these negotiations.  I need you to arrange an internship for young Terri
here with Senator Philip Summers, a good friend of yours, I believe." The
old man said.  He smiled wickedly as Amber continued her adoring
maintenance of his hard shaft.

   "Why?" Mark uttered.  His restraint was on in full force, keeping a
litany of insults and threats contained.

   "Well, seeing as you're clearly under my control now, I'll tell you as
much as I can at this point, Mr.  Jackson.  Mr.  Summers has been a very
steadfast opponent of our interests.  He doesn't realize out extent or our
plans yet, but his position does allow him many luxuries that most men
lack. While we do maintain ourselves rather discretely outside of this
little community, our larger plans are rather hard to conceal from someone
in his position.  He has also proven very resistant to our normal forms of
persuasion, and infiltration.  Simply put, your daughter will be able to
get closer than any of our previous agents, and eliminate a threat to our
interests." The old man answered.

   "What will become of us?" Mark asked, again his unnatural restraint
keeping him from expressing his true feelings for the loathsome man in
front of him.

   "That depends, Mr.  Jackson.  You're family is now fully members of our
little community, and I'm content to let you remain so.  Little Amber here
will still go to school, and you'll still have you're job.  Certainly,
Amber will now be willing sharing her charms with any male who wishes, even
you if you so desire.  You will also be able to enjoy any unclaimed women
in our little community at your leisure.  You will, of course, present
yourself for use by any of the women in our administrative board.  If you
resist too effectively, we will be forced to deal more harshly with you. 
So long as you cooperate, Mr.  Jackson, you'll be able to enjoy a
wonderfully decadent existence." The old man said.  "Now, I think I will
allow myself a little indulgence with this lovely young lady.  Please enjoy
your other daughter, Mr.  Jackson, she is quite the little number herself.
You should be proud to have fathered such wonderful examples of feminine
beauty, and be glad to have the opportunity to sample in your creation."

   Amber felt a pat on her head and she looked up into the old man's
weathered face.  She returned suddenly to reality, realizing that she had
just been worshiping his cock and that he was likely going to use it on her
in only moments.

   "Oh, little one, prepare yourself for me, please and lay down on the
floor." The old man commanded with a surprisingly gentle tone.

   "Please, Master, don't make me do this.  I don't want to loose my
virginity like this." Amber pleaded, her tone sweet and lovely, lacking
even the edge of a pleading tone.  Amber realized with a start that she had
called him Master, something that surprised her even as she began to follow
his commands.  She had barely spoken when she felt the ache between her
legs returned with a surprising vengeance.  Amber was oddly disconnected
from the arousal though, she felt the need, the aching of her loins to be
filled, but only as an echo of their previous intensity.  Still, she
dutifully obeyed, placing herself on the floor and spreading her legs
widely.  Amber looked up with what she knew was a look of sexual need, even
though the feelings were only skin deep.  Her body was ready to be used,
and complicit in the act even if her mind didn't reflect that desire. 
Amber looked up at the old man as he casually undressed before her.  He had
a rather well kept body beneath his weather face, and Amber had little else
to do except take him in.  Her final attention turned to his bouncing and
ready shaft, the same shaft she had only moments before been worshiping. 
Amber realized with dismay that she would soon be able to compare how
differently a cock felt to her hands and her pussy.

   The old man looked down at the panting young form of his latest pet.  He
took personal pleasure in breaking in as many of the young fillies as he
could, and this one was certainly no exception.  "Why, dear, I wouldn't
dream of depriving you of this great pleasure of life."

   With that he descended upon her, moving between her spread legs and
positioning himself directly above her.  Amber looked up into his eyes, the
look of a predator enjoying his prey dancing on his face.  She pushed
herself up and kissed him, surprised at committing such an intimate act. 
Her lips parted and their tongues danced for a moment.  Amber tasted the
disgusting foulness of cigar as she did so, but couldn't stop herself.  The
embrace ended after only a moment and his attention turned to the moment at
hand.  Amber could feel his shaft dancing across her thighs, slowly moving
closer to her entrance.  Her hand moved down between her legs and clasped
him.  Her hands caressed him for a moment then directed him to her
entrance, rubbing the head of his shaft across her waiting nether lips.

   "Oh, Master, this body awaits your blessing.  Please, enjoy this virgin
flesh." Amber said.  She couldn't believe she had just said that, even as
she felt the head of his shaft waiting at her gates.  Amber knew her pussy
had prepared itself to be used, that even as she lamented her fate her body
was about to throw itself at her rapist and Master.

   "Why thank you, dear.  I believe I will."

   With that the old man thrust forward with a determined strength.  Amber
gasped as she felt her tender flesh give way to his shaft.  She followed
the novel sensation as he split open her virgin path, barely registering
the demise of her maidenhood.  Finally, she felt his hairy sack rest
against her lower lips and his shaft pulsed fully within her.  Amber began
to tense her vaginal walls, helping to keep his stay within her
pleasurable. She could scarcely believe that she was about to be fucked,
that she had a man's cock resting inside her.  Alien thoughts paraded
through her mind in the moment after her impalement.  Amber realized how
much of an honor it was to have a cock inside her.  She didn't know why,
exactly, but it was.  She also knew it was her purpose to please her
Master, to use her body in any way necessary to do so.  Yet even with these
thoughts, Amber remembered how wrong such things were, that she was being
raped in front of her sister and father.  She felt anger and subservience
in equal measure, and she could only watch as her body followed a path that
she only wished she could resist.

   The old man paused for little more than a few seconds to luxuriate in
Amber's virgin pussy before beginning to thrust into the compliant young
woman.  Amber whimpered with joy as she felt him moving within her,
affirming her value as a sex slave.  She immediately set her attention on
meeting his thrusts, to help him enjoy their coupling.  Amber realized that
her detachment from her body's pleasure was on purpose, so that she could
focus entirely on her technique.  She found herself being thankful for
that, so that she could better serve her masters.  Her own pleasure was
unimportant, secondary to her service.  Amber knew she would be rewarded by
her own good performance.  If she was a good partner, she would be allowed
to orgasm.  What was important was how well she pleased her master, and
Amber set about to please her current master as best she could.

   It wasn't long before the pair was lost in wild motion.  Amber was
returning the old man's every thrust, her pussy caressing him in perfect
time to his movements.  Her body was panting and moaning as well,
inarticulately thanking him for his treatment.  Inside, Amber was of two
minds, one lamenting her cruel fate and the other attentively using her
youthful body to please her partner.  Amber found herself kissing instead
of crying, moaning instead of screaming, and fucking instead of running. 
As the old man pounded into her, Amber regretted that she couldn't even be
allowed to enjoy the treatment as much as her body appeared to.  A part of
her was thankful for the strange detachment, but Amber wished that if she
had to endure being treated as a sex toy, that at least she could be
allowed to enjoy it.

   "Are you enjoying yourself, dear?" The old man asked as he continued his
assault upon Amber's responsive form.

   "Master, the pleasure of this body is not important.  Are you not
enjoying you're use of me, Master?" Amber asked, almost scared that she
wasn't performing well enough.  Part of her still wanted to spit in his
face, but the rest of her gave even more heed to her performance.

   "Oh, my dear, you are a peach, but I think I can allow you to enjoy
yourself today, and don't be ashamed to express yourself." The old man
replied, fully enjoying his pet.

   "Thank you, Master." Amber moaned as the detachment fell away.  She
basked in the wonders of sexual bliss for a moment before returning
attention to her duties.  Even her free mind welcomed the sensations, and
allowed herself to enjoy her first coupling.  Amber gasped with wonder at
the first thrust she was allowed to fully appreciate, barely believing her
body could accept something so large.  She was lost in the feelings of
flesh meeting flesh, her entire body nearly encased between the floor and
this man who was using her.  Her body was aching with need, fulfilled only
in the joining of forms she was enjoying with her partner.  Amber had never
been prepared for something like this, and she couldn't believe how
wonderful it was.  She wondered idly if real fucking was like this, or if
the pleasure she now enjoyed was simply part of her transformation into a
sex slave.  It didn't matter however, all that was important was thrusting
into her now, fulfilling her new purpose in life.

   Amber tried to articulate words as they continued to move in time, but
she couldn't get out more than moans and gasps as she was filled and
emptied over and over.  Her entire existence was being wrapped up in the
act, her every resource being called upon to serve her master or bask in
the pleasure he was stoking within her.  Amber thrust herself back against
his every thrust in thanks and deference to her partner, he was honoring
her and allowing her to fulfill her purpose in life.  It was only right
that she be used like this.  She knew loosing her virginity should be
special, and Amber felt proud she had saved herself for her master, that he
could enjoy her virgin flesh.  She took pride in that as she was still
being fucked for the first time.  Amber had given something of herself that
even Terri couldn't have, and she was glad that she could surrender that
prize and happy that Terri had wasted her virginity instead of giving it to
her Master.

   Then she felt her partner's pace quickening, sparking a new instinct
within her.  Amber knew that he was coming close to release, a final
affirmation of her capabilities.  She fucked him in earnest now, returning
his every motion with as much gusto as she could.  It was her final chance
to prove herself a worthy sex slave, and Amber could deny her own need to
prove it.  The thrusts came faster and faster, and Amber wrapped herself
tightly around her Master in their final moments.  Then she felt the old
man stop, fully impaled within her, and Amber experienced her first
insemination.  She reveled in the novel sensation of her Master's pulsing
cock and the warmth of his seed spreading through the depth of her recently
virgin channel.

   "Oh, Master, thank you for honoring this humble slave with your wondrous
seed, and ridding her of her shameful virginity." Amber kissed him sweetly
on the lips.  Her purpose in life had been fulfilled for the first time. 
As she rested with his withering shaft still inside her, Amber wondered why
she had never before realized how important it was for her to take a cock
within her and accept it's seed.  She knew it hadn't seemed important
before but now it was her purpose in life.  Tonight she had finally
fulfilled it, and she was already anticipating her next fulfillment of
purpose.  Amber realized how shameful her virginity had been, a symbol of
her selfishness.  She could scarcely contain her shame at not having taken
a blessed shaft within her earlier or filling the depths of her pussy with
the wondrous seed of a man, like she should have.  Her earlier pride at
giving her master a virgin pussy turned to dismay at giving him an inferior
product.  She could have had her pussy trained, and thus given her master
an even greater experience, but she had wrongly kept her pussy unblessed by
a man's seed.

   By the time the old man had pulled away from her, Amber was beside
herself with anguish.  As he rose to dress, she kneeled before him in full
sufferance to his greatness and the gifts he had given her.  "Oh, Master,
please forgive this slave for not having trained herself before serving
you, for forcing upon you a pussy that had never known a cock, and was not
trained to fully please you."

   The old man looked down with a clear air of surprise.  In all his
deflowerings he had never encountered this reaction by a conditioned girl.
"That's all right, little one, a virgin pussy is worth far more than a
trained one.  Content yourself by serving all you Masters to come as well
as you have served me."

   Amber brightened up.  Her master had affirmed her quality, that she had
not been in error before in her judgement to keep her virginity.  Now that
she was no longer a virgin, Amber knew she had to train herself to become a
wonderful toy to be used.  She thought to ask her master, but then realized
that she could learn these things at school, where else would one go to
learn how to fulfill their purpose in life?

   With her immediate concerns to her master resolved, Amber felt her
senses open up and she heard the distinct sounds of lovemaking a few feet
away.  She turned to see Terri and their father coupling doggy style with
great finesse.  Amber took in the scene with a small bit of dismay and a
great deal of appreciation.  Amber was proud of her sister, their father
was obviously enjoying the coupling, and a slave could do no better than
serve her master well.  Amber mindlessly cupped up the cum of her own
master as she watched her sister fulfill her purpose.  Amber hoped her
father wouldn't be too worn out from using Terri, as Amber wanted to feel
her father's shaft pounding into her as well.  She didn't think it fair
that Terri get to hog all of their father's wondrous seed, Amber wanted
some to fill her pussy as well.

   Terri was panting with lust and glowing with fulfillment.  With the old
man's suggestion, her father had descended upon her almost instantly after
they got to watch Amber loose her virginity.  Terri had bent over on her
hands and knees and spread her legs without command, and her father mounted
her with his glorious shaft only a moment later.  Now, she was reveling in
being used, in having her pussy filled with cock, that it was her father's
added a strange sense of taboo and extra reverence.  Terri was in awe that
the shaft within her was the same that had given her life.  That she could
accept the same seed that her mother had, filled Terri with a sense of
fulfillment greater than she had known from her previous couplings.  She
was even more determined to make sure her father enjoyed her form at its
best, to thank him for giving her life.  Amber's situation had faded from
Terri's mind almost instantly upon being entered.  The shaft within her was
more important than any outside concern.  Still the final moment of Amber's
first coupling penetrated Terri's sexual focus long enough for Terri to
feel pride in her sister's ability to please a man.  Terri's own attention
then shifted back to her own busy pussy, and the honor being bestowed upon
it.

   It wasn't long before her hard word was rewarded, and she felt her
depths filled with her father's seed.  Her pride was bolstered again,
proving her worth with every drop of seed resting within her.  As soon as
her father had withdrawn, Terri turned to him hugging and kissing him in a
more daughterly way, aside from her still rather naked form.  "Thank you
for using my pussy, Daddy, I'm so glad you've blessed me with your seed."

   Terri saw a momentary look of dismay in her father's expression before
he turned to the old man.  The Old man had dressed and was now making his
way to the door, leaving Amber still panting on the floor where she had
been used.

   "Please, Mr.  Jackson, don't mind me, you have you're orders, and until
you're able to arrange an internship for Terri, you are free to enjoy her
when her free time permits.  Now, I'm sure you can entertain yourself for
the evening, good night, Mr.  Jackson, girls." The old man said and slipped
out before Mark even had a chance to say anything more.

   Mark sank back into his seat, his two scantily clad daughters resting at
his feet, all knowing it was only time before their sexual drives would be
fulfilled again.  For the moment they simply rested.  Mark recouping from
Terri's wonderful treatment and knowing that another uncontrollable urge
was coming for him to fuck his other daughter.  Both the girls sat their
still reveling in the seed slowly dripping from their pussies, proof that
they were proper young women, fulfilling their purpose.  Finally, they both
knew there was a fight coming over who would be granted the honor of taking
their father's shaft next.

   ***

   Terri grunted shamelessly as she fucked back against her math teacher
shaft.  He'd asked her to stay behind after class, and promptly plunged his
hard cock into her sopping mound as she bent over his desk.  It was just
another school day at Morningwood for Terri, she was still considered a new
kid, and that meant both the blessing and curse of receiving extra
attention from all the men and boys at the school.  Terri had already
exercised her pussy twice that morning, once in the halls before class with
an upperclassman and later during chemistry class with her lab partner. 
The only comment she received was that she try to enjoy herself less
quietly so as not to distract the other students while they worked.

   Terri still wasn't used to the constant use she was getting.  Certainly
the sex was all encompassing, commanding and fulfilling more than she could
have imagined.  Yet, Terri when she had a chance to really reflect on her
new existence found it hard to accept that she would simply lube up and
present herself for fucking at the slightest whim of a passing male.  She
had taken to wearing clothes that gave ready access to her pussy and
breasts, most skirts and blouses, so that her time from command to actual
involvement was as small as possible.  Terri found herself taking a
perverse pride in being so readily available, even to the point of
practicing how long it took for her to get her pussy ready to be fucked. 
She also found herself keeping track of every encounter, and reviewing them
in her free time to better her performance.  Terri knew she'd been
conditioned to all of this behavior, knew it was wrong, but she was unable
to stifle her new desire to be used or the pride she took in her
performance.

   Terri had also taken a prominent role in helping Amber become the best
sex pet she could be as well.  Terri found herself arranging sexual
encounters for her little sister, and observing and coaching Amber from the
side of the bed.  She still didn't believe how much pride she felt whenever
Amber took a man's seed.  Terri did find that she could talk honestly with
Amber, as much as their new attitudes allowed.  Amber was acclimating much
faster than Terri had, even so far as expressing a strange appreciation for
her knew life.  Terri understood in part, as much as she couldn't admit it
to herself or anyone else, a growing part of her yearned to be used as a
sex toy and was grateful for this new existence that had been thrust upon
her so completely.

   These thoughts were far from her mind this afternoon however, as her
entire being focused on the honor being bestowed upon her eager flesh. 
Terri moaned and grunted, even squealing on occasion, all sounds she knew
her math teacher loved to hear.  He didn't like articulate lovers, rather
animalistic ones, as Terri had learned from other girls and in past
encounters, and Terri was determined not to disappoint.  It was her role in
life to be the best partner she could be on demand.  She found her fellow
female classmates most willing to share the various kinks and fetishes of
the faculty and male students.  Terri couldn't get enough of the
information, all learned firsthand from those telling, her mind absorbing
every important detail for the eventuality of being used by that man.  It
was a oddly quiet night several weeks after her induction to her new life
that Terri realized just how completely her field of study had changed from
college bound young women to the sexual techniques of a school house sex
toy.  Her evenings no longer filled with writing long essays or doing
algebra, rather she spent them either practicing love making first hand or
reviewing previous encounters and plotting those to come.

   It was only on a few quiet lonely nights that Terri had the fortune to
clear her mind of the new drives planted within her.  In those fleeting
moments she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  Terri realized what she
had become, even that she enjoyed it to increasing degrees.  In part she
wanted to surrender to this new fate, it wasn't that bad in many ways, and
so nearly all consuming that only on the rarest occasion could she really
reflect on this knew life rather than be awash in it's effects.  Terri
wasn't ready for that however, and deep down a fear still brewed about her
fate over the long term.  Her father had arranged an internship for her, as
he had been ordered.  That left Terri with an impending reality where she
would be the instrument of destruction for an innocent, perhaps even the
one person who could save her.  It was that thought that kept Terri from
giving in to the pleasure and artificial pride that swelled within her as
she lived her new life.  In surrender, she would never find freedom, and
perhaps she still had a chance for that.

   This was not the moment for freedom however, with her twisted set of
priorities if she was given the choice of freedom or taking the seed from
the cock moving within her, Terri wouldn't think twice about taking her
Math teacher's seed.  He was honoring her, affirming her worth, and she
would unable to insult him at this moment, by refusing to accept his
offering inside her.  Terri was in fact doing everything in her power to
make this encounter one that her partner would not soon forget.  She had
been given considerable opportunities to practice her technique, and she
reveled in every opportunity to prove she could learn from each encounter.
Terri even toyed with her old values, using them as a strange form of
passion booster by imagining just how lewd a scene she was making and how
inconceivable such an encounter had been for her just months ago.  Terri
giggled at the notion, knowing that the old Terri would never be bent over
a school desk with her blouse open and her skirt flipped over her waist and
being fucked willingly and completely by her teacher.  She quivered at the
notion, even feeling a twinge of regret that she never had this kind of an
opportunity to be used by her former teachers.  Still, it was this teacher,
and his thrusting shaft that drew her in now.  It was her reason for being
after all.

   Finally, Terri felt her partner begin his final frantic motions,
spurring her own course to sexual release.  This man preferred to bring his
partner to orgasm right before he came, and Terri was not about to
disappoint him.  She melted her inner detachment, which allowed her to
focus on her technique and method, allowing the flood of sexual energy to
consume her.  It took only a few more thrusts to complete her ascendance,
and Terri let out a scream of release.  Her inner flames flared with
wondrous intensity, and Terri quaked with pleasure.  The final affirmation
of her performance followed a moment later as she felt the now familiar
sensation of her pussy depths filling with the warmth of her partner's
seed. Terri beamed with joy at her accomplishment, though she knew her work
wasn't quite finished yet.

   This man liked to use his women and then resume his other business
promptly and Terri didn't want to slow him down.  She gasped as he pulled
out of her, and she quickly turned around and gave him a quick peck on the
cheek in thanks for honoring her pussy with his seed.  With that done,
Terri strolled merrily out of the classroom, content with another job well
done.  She still had another class to get to, and she cupped her mound as
she walked over to her next class, being certain to catch every drop of her
latest lover's seed as it dripped out of her.  Terri still found it strange
that she was so obsessed with not letting a single drop go or her need to
lick the salty mix of juices from her hands.  Regardless, she couldn't
resist the need to do so.  Terri continued to lap up the evidence of her
recent coupling as she entered her English class.  Like any other class,
several of the boys were making good use of their willing female
classmates, though all were careful not to be too noisy.  No one even took
much notice as Terri walked into the classroom with her breasts still
jiggling naked out of her open blouse and her hand still catching her pussy
juices from her latest encounter.  It was at such awe striking moments that
Terri could punch through the veil of her conditioning and realize just how
warped her world had become when no one even cared take a second glance at
such a lewd display as she was making.  She couldn't help but feel
disappointed, surely she would have sparked many a wet dream doing this in
her old life, but here it was all too common.  Even so, she hoped that her
recently used state wouldn't turn away any interested parties as she was
already anxious to have her body ran through its paces again, just like any
good sex toy would want.

   It was only a moment before she felt a familiar tap at her shoulder and
she turned around to the smiling face of the boy sitting behind her.  There
wasn't any question what he wanted and she relaxed and let him move her
into position, pushing aside her chair and leaning over her desk.  Terri
happily pulled up her skirt and spread her legs for him, as her pussy built
back up to a fully ready state, aching to be filled.

   The boy didn't make her wait long, dropping his pants and bringing his
ready shaft to her entrance with casual speed.  Terri moaned thankfully as
he pushed into her a moment later and quickly built up a rhythm in her warm
and eager depths.  She squeaked and grunted happily as she received another
wonder fuck, grateful that her body could be used again so soon.

   "Ms.  Jackson, please service your lover more quietly, other students
are trying to learn.  And be sure that you're pulsing your pussy well dear,
you know how much Erin likes that." the Teacher scolded after an especially
loud squeak from Terri.

   "Sorry, Mrs.  Borrow," Terri replied.  Stifling her wish to vocally
express the pleasure she was receiving.  Terri took note of her teacher's
advice as well, being sure to use her pussy just like her partner
preferred. With that she turned inward and enjoyed herself, and looked
forward to another pleasurable school day.

   ***

   "Eat up, Terri, we both know you won't have another good meal until you
get to DC." Mark said as Terri toyed with her plate of bacon and eggs. 
Such extravagant breakfasts weren't common in the Jackson household, but
this was a special occasion of a sort.  Terri would be off to her DC and
her internship with Senator Summers.

   "I'm just nervous, Daddy." Terri said.  She forced another bite of egg
white down her throat.  She was nervous too, in considerably more ways than
she thought possible.  She was being sent to intern with Senator Summers so
she could subvert him, transform him into a willing aid to the Council, the
administrators she had served at the school so many weeks ago.  Terri
lamented that fact, knowing that he was perhaps the last hope of freedom
for her and her family.  Still, another level of conditioning induced
concerns bombarded her as well.

   "There's nothing to worry about, Honey, you're sexual technique has been
improving tremendously in the last few months.  Rob, will love sinking his
cock into you're well trained little pussy as much as I have.  Besides,
you'll be getting some special training once you get to DC as well, just in
case we missed anything." Mark reassured his daughter.

   Terri smiled at that.  "Yeah, you sure seamed to enjoy me last night.  I
thought you'd never go soft, I'm just glad Amber decided to join in so I
could get some rest."

   The last evening had been a full-blown orgy, a going away present of a
sort.  Her classmates and teachers had came first, and Terri had spent
several hours servicing all her favorite partners from school.  Some other
girls were there as well, to entertain the guests while they waited to
properly wish Terri a bon voyage.  After the official celebration had
ended, Terri cleaned herself up and joined her father.  It would likely be
several months before she'd be able to serve him again, and Terri wanted to
leave him looking forward to her return.  Father and daughter coupled
incessantly for several hours, before Amber dutifully arrived to finish off
their father and allow Terri a few hours sleep before setting off on her
trip.

   "Well, you've become quite the stimulating sexpot there, Terri.  Just
being around you is enough to give a man a week long erection." Mark said.
His eyes tracing over his daughter nearly naked flesh.  Terri had taken to
wearing sexy lingerie as standard nightclothes, so that she could be ready
to entertain a partner at any time.  Mark had certainly made use of this
fact many times since his own conversion.  His own previous aversion to
admiring his daughter's luscious young bodies had been destroyed.  Now Mark
couldn't satisfy his appetite for his daughters, and made a point of
helping educate them on how to best arouse a man and make good use of their
feminine charms.

   "Oh, Daddy, that's sweet." Terri giggled, blushing slightly.  A sliver
of embarrassment still penetrated the veil of her condition at times like
this.  Her near nudity didn't concern her anymore, in truth she appreciated
the way her father learned at her displayed charms.  This morning she was
wearing a full-length nightie that was nearly translucent save the ruffled
edges of the plunging neckline and the sleeves.  Terri happily thrust out
her pert little breasts for her father's attentive eyes, it would be the
last chance for him to appreciate their gentle curves and her crinkled pink
nipples.  The notion that disturbed her was that she truly did find her
fathers appreciation for her new sexual abilities to be sweet.  Still, it
was only a fleeting thought, soon replaced by her new way of thinking.

   "Would you like to use me one last time, Daddy?  It'll be months before
you'll get another chance to use this tight little pussy and I would love
to have you're big hard cock inside me one last time before I go." Terri
offered.  She smiled up and her father warmly as she stood up and hiked up
her nightie to expose her ready pussy.  Terri had nearly perfected her
ability to wet herself on demand, and she really did want to get a good bye
ride from her father.

   Mark went up behind her and ran a single finger between Terri's
slickened pussy lips.  He beamed with pride, his daughter had trained
herself well in how to serve a man.  Terri whimpered and giggled as she
felt her father's finger split her tender nether lips.

   "I'm sorry, Terri, but you've got a flight to catch, and you can't be
late.  Now finish you're breakfast and get dressed." Mark replied.  He
really did want to have a final round with his lovely daughter, but there
simply wasn't time to do it properly, and he preferred to remember their
casual lovemaking of the night before to a more hurried coupling before she
rushed out the door.  "Okay, Daddy, but maybe you should have Amber look
after that cock of yours.  It's just not proper for an erect cock to go
unserved you know." Terri replied, hating to see her father tortured by not
having his erection serviced.  She quickly finished her breakfast so she
could summon Amber to take care of it.

   Her father only smiled at that, and allowed her to go on her way in
silence.  Terri, rushed upstairs and sent Amber down, then went over to her
own room to dress.  Her clothes had been carefully selected for this trip.
Rather than the open and revealing outfits Terri had embraced in her new
life, she would have to wear clothes that wouldn't have her stand out as
the little sex slave she'd become.  Terri didn't like it though, she knew
these were the very same clothes she had been wearing only months before
when she came to Morningwood, but that didn't help.  She still got by with
a skirt, but she was being forced to put on a high collar shirt, bra and
panties.  Terri knew that this was so she could blend in, but she also knew
that it would mute the display of her charms and ready access to her body.
Her entire self worth had been wrapped up in her existence as a sexual
object, to be enjoyed in every way possible, and now she was being asked to
behave like her old self would have.  Terri realized she should be happy
about being able to be fully dressed again, but couldn't help lament the
fact that she wouldn't be able to flash her pussy or ample cleavage at
passing men.

   She didn't take long to finish dressing, and promptly hopped down the
stairs.  Amber was dutifully sucking their father's hardened member, and
Terri knew that they'd be humping like rabbits as soon as she was gone.

   As Terri made her way to the door, Amber pulled away from their father,
quickly licking her lips and then turned to Terri.  Amber was dressed in
revealing lingerie as Terri had been, this morning it was a baby doll
outfit like she had worn on her initiation into her new life.  Terri smiled
at the alluring figure her little sister presented, proud that Amber had
developed into a fine sex toy.  Terri noticed that Amber was beaming with
arousal as well, her distinctive musk filled the air and her cute little
nipple poked out at the sheer fabric of her top.  Terri put down her bags
and ran over to embrace her darling sibling.  Their lips joined a moment
later in an unsisterly intimacy, their lithe forms grinding into each
other. Both sisters had grown incredibly close since they had become sex
toys, even to sharing a bed at night.  Often they cuddled against each
other over night, but at times they found themselves locked in passion as
lovers.

   As they kissed, Terri sent a hand to cup Amber's ass and then between
her legs.  As usual, Amber was wearing crotchless panties and Terri didn't
have any obstruction to slip her index finger deep into her sister's pussy.
Amber reflexively squeezed down on the invader, and Terri moved it in and
out a few times.

   "I certify this a Grade A pussy.  Now Amber, you'd better keep up with
your lessons because I don't want to come back and say that this isn't a
Grade A pussy." Terri smiled.  It was a little routine they now went
through, an affirmation of their sisterly bond, and their mutual desire to
fulfill their reason for being.  It was a tradition they'd established only
a few days into Amber's training when one of her partners asked how good
she was.  Terri proceeded to quickly sink a finger into Amber's seething
pussy and promptly certified it 'Grade A'.  Since then it had became a
habit, another reminder of their new reality.

   "I won't let you down, Terri, and I'm sure Daddy will help keep me
purring like a kitten." Amber smiled.  She hugged Terri once more as the
finger slowly exited her aroused flesh.  She fought to hold back a tear as
realization sunk in that Terri was going away, even if just for a while. 
Their new life was beyond their control, but until now, they had all still
been a family and no matter what was said, there wasn't any guarantees that
Terri would return from her outing, or that she wouldn't be changed further
in the process.

   Mark reached down and hugged Terri and Amber.  He knew it wouldn't be
the same with Terri gone, and he shared Amber's fears as well.  There
wasn't anything he could do though, except hope for the best.  Mark had
tried to fight his conditioning at first, but he hadn't been able to escape
before the local authorities had found him and suppressed his ability to
resist below an even stronger layer of conditioning.

   A knock at the door interrupted this tender moment and Terri reluctantly
pulled herself away to answer it.  She opened the door to find a rather
unassuming young man looking back at her.

   "Hello, Ms.  Jackson, my name is Gregory and I'll be escorting you and
taking charge of your continued training for your internship.  Please,
follow me." Gregory stole a brief look at the family he was breaking up. 
He silently appreciated Amber's lovely young form as she took up position
to be taken doggy style.  He also took in Terri's shapely curves as she
strutted out the door and off to his waiting car.  Gregory certainly didn't
regret this assignment, and he looked forward to his training sessions with
his latest charge.  He paused only a moment longer to watch the expression
of joy and wonder flash over Amber's face as she felt her nether lips
parted and her father's hard shaft fill her.  Gregory shut the door on the
couple, savoring the moans and grunts of the incestuous pair.

   Terri was already sitting in the car by the time Gregory had made it
back to the curb.  He didn't waist any time getting under way, and the pair
was soon on their way to the airport.

   "Are you ready for you're new job, Terri?" Gregory asked, he wanted to
bask in the subservient Terri for a moment.

   "I don't know, Master.  I'm still a new sex toy, and I haven't been able
to practice too much.  I'm just glad to have you to teach me, Master.  I
can barely wait for you to help me improve my techniques so that I can use
my every hole for a man's pleasure.  I still need more training on anal and
oral sex, Master, since most men prefer my pussy." Terri replied.  She
cringed inside as she waited for his reply.  She was concerned about her
sexual training, especially the areas that she hadn't covered very well. 
Terri was also finding it hard to keep herself from wetting her panties. 
She'd already been aroused this morning and she hadn't been used yet to
take the edge off her standard arousal.

   "Don't worry, there will be plenty of time to fix that.  Now, please
open the glove compartment and put on the headset you find there." Gregory
ordered.  He knew what was about to be done to Terri, he regretted not
having to time to fully enjoy her currently subservient state of mind, but
there was too little time.

   "Oh, Master, what am I going to be changed to now?" Terri asked, her
voice brimming with excitement.  She didn't know it but part of her
conditioning was a desire to be reprogrammed if ordered to.  It didn't
change the reality of her feelings though, and she eagerly put the headset
on.

   "You'll see, Terri, now please begin." Gregory ordered.  He was
gratified to hear Terri moan in pleasure a moment later as her mind was
slowly being turned to a compliant mush so it could be reshaped again in
the image that would be needed for her current task.  She would still be in
her post programming haze until they'd reach the DC apartment and could
begin her mission.  Gregory wished once more that he could enjoy her as she
now was, but he'd have his chance to use her lovely little form soon enough
and he contented himself with that.

   

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