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Editor's Note: Ahhhh, finally a regular story; it feels 
like I've been posting Dancer's 'Alphabet Game' forever! :)

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This story has graphic, sexual material. Please, don't read 
any further if you are under the age of majority or if it 
is illegal to have access to such material where you live.

This is for those interested in what happens once a trained 
submissive, or supplicant as I called Nick, is released 
into the real world. The characters and plot are totally 
imaginary and do not describe any true-life situations as I 
know them.

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Young Blood 2 

Copyright Dancer 2001

As Tom had promised many years ago, Nick learned to enjoy 
his life as a supplicant and lived to please his masters, 
Tom and Bob. Things were changing behind the locked door of 
Devshom Academy. Funding was cut off abruptly and the 
girls/women were sold to new masters and mistresses. The 
only one left was Nick, the young man kneeling before Tom 
in the room where he was first taught. "As you may know, 
the supplicant program has been terminated due to cuts in 
funding," Tom informed Nick. "You are being released back 
into society, Nick. I've arranged an apartment and a job 
for you, as well as the necessary material items like 
furniture, clothing, etc."

"No one wanted to buy me?"

Tom shook his head. "I'm sorry, Nick. They were afraid they 
couldn't control you."

"What is my job?"

"I talked to a friend of mine who owns a multi-national 
corporation. It's as a file clerk in his local offices. 
Finding files for people, typing, keeping everything neat 
and tidy, that sort of thing. Pays decently, $1,500 a month 
salary." The man ruffled Nick's hair lovingly. "Don't 
worry. You'll do just fine, m'boy, just fine." So, Nick was 
given a set of clothes to wear and a duffel bag filled with 
sex and bondage toys, then sent on his way into the real 
world.

He learned his job quickly (being a supplicant did have its 
advantages) and got along well with his co-workers. After 
working in Parker Industries for several months, Nick met 
Melani Anderson. Melani was petite, 26 years old and blonde 
and worked upstairs in data entry as a typist. Nick liked 
her a lot, more than as a friend he soon discovered.

Melani and Nick were eating lunch at a local diner. Nick 
listened patiently as his friend told him the intimate 
details of her love life. "So he says, 'Hey, aren't you 
gonna give me a blowjob?' and I said, 'Not in this 
lifetime. Man, you need to use soap when you take a 
shower.' I mean, his dick had all this disgusting, cheesy 
goop on it and there was no way in hell I was going to 
stick -that- thing in my mouth!" She ate a bite of her 
hamburger and continued. "Is being clean too much to ask a 
guy?"

"I don't think so, Mel," Nick answered.

"You wouldn't. Rick wanted me to go down on his yucky cock 
but refused outright to lick my pussy. Can you believe it?"

"No. I'd lick your pussy if you asked me to."

She lowered her voice, asking huskily, "Nick, would you 
pretty please eat me out?" Nick dropped to the linoleum, 
crawled under the table and parted Mel's knees as far as 
her skirt allowed. He tugged her panties sideways and 
slipped his tongue inside her pussy. Melani's mouth formed 
a huge 'o' as Nick's tongue swirled and stroked its way in 
and out. "Nick!" she squeaked. "Stop that and get out from 
under the table!"

He kissed her labia, replaced her panties and slid up into 
his chair. He cocked his head and asked, "Did I not do it 
right?"

"You did fine. Something like that should be done in 
privacy, not where the whole world can see."

"We can go to my apartment," he said, his face lighting up. 
"I have anything and everything you might need: whips, 
chains, manacles, dildos, vibrators, cock rings, clamps, 
gags." Melani's mouth worked like a fish's, obviously 
shocked at Nick's statement and behavior. "What's wrong? 
Talk to me, Mel."

"You're a sub!"

"Yes, trained to do whatever makes my master or mistress 
happy." Nick frowned, chewing on his lower lip. "Although I 
don't have one at the moment." He gazed into her limpid 
blue eyes. "Would you be my mistress? I'm getting a touch 
lazy without the constant presence of someone ordering me 
about."

"This can't be happening to me," she groaned and rubbed at 
her temples.

"Look, stop by my apartment tonight and we'll do a trial 
run, so to speak. Stay for a couple hours and if you can't 
do it, we'll forget the whole thing, okay?"

"I must be insane because I'm going to say yes."

"Thank you, Melani. I promise you won't regret this 
decision." Nick reached across the table and hugged her. 
"Is there a special way you'd like me to present myself 
tonight?"

She waved a hand at him. "Just how ever you were trained. 
I'll be by a little after six, okay?"

"That's fine with me."

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After running home, Nick flew through the apartment door 
and locked it securely. He went to his bedroom and 
undressed, then pulled his bag of toys out of the closet. 
He brought out his pair of nipple clamps, his cock and ball 
ring with leash, a jar of lubricant and a seven-inch long 
dildo with bits of leather dangling from it. First, he 
greased the dildo thoroughly and pushed it fully up his 
rectum, swishing the leather tassels playfully. Next, the 
clamps were placed on his nipples and Nick moaned as the 
metal teeth bit into his skin. Lastly came the cock and 
ball ring. He looped the hard circle around his scrotum and 
jerked it tight, securing the buckle with the leash. He 
pulled as hard as he could on the lead, watching his dick 
spring to erectness.

The end of the lead went between his full lips as he walked 
to the door. He undid all the locks, then sank gracefully 
to his knees in the middle of the living room floor. He 
clasped his hands behind his back and waited for Melani to 
arrive. A knock sounded and Melani called, "Nick? Are you 
here? It's me, Melani." She pushed the door open and walked 
inside quietly. "Holy shit!" she yelped and covered her 
mouth with a hand. She stared at Nick's golden head bowed 
submissively, down to the clamps and finally to his bound 
cock and balls. "Nick? Will you look at me?" she asked 
tentatively.

Nick raised his head and offered the lead in his mouth to 
her. She accepted it unconsciously and said nothing. "I am 
your supplicant this evening, Mistress. Please command me."

Melani brushed her hair back. "What am I suppose to do?"

"Tell me how I may please you, Mistress."

"Uhhh, what do you want to do?"

Nick sighed with exasperation. "You're the one in control, 
Mel, not me."

"Um, okay. Let's go find the bedroom." She walked a few 
steps away from Nick when she heard him exhale loudly. 
"What?" She glanced at the leash stretched taut between her 
hand and his penis. "Oh! Sorry, Nick."

"Don't be sorry. I like it."

"Oh, okay." Mel tugged at the leather. Nick gasped and his 
penis swelled even more. "Are you coming?"

"Do you wish me to?" She nodded sharply and pulled harder 
on the leather strap. Nick's cock jerked as he ejaculated 
at her feet.

"Wow! -That- is totally cool, Nick."

He smiled slightly. "It pleases my mistress when I cum at 
her command?"

"Yes, yes it does." Melani wrapped the leash around her 
hand several times, shortening it to a few inches. "How 
often can you do that?"

"Four is my maximum, Mistress."

"Coolness." She sat down to Nick's left. "Tell me about 
your training. How old were you when you first started."

"Nine."

"NINE! Jesus Christ on a Popsicle stick! You been at this 
for what, fifteen years?"

"Eighteen exactly. I just celebrated my twenty-seventh 
birthday last week."

"Fuck me!" Nick moved between her legs but she stopped him. 
"No, Nick. I meant that as an expletive, not an order."

Nick returned to his kneeling position. "Yes, Mistress."

"Were there other kids being trained?"

"Yes. We were taken through the locked door and trained 
from that moment on."

"Was it just boys?"

"Oh no, there were girls as well. Sweet little girls."

"Were you always held this way?" Melani gestured to his 
bondage.

"Usually our hands were restrained, too. When I slept, my 
master tied me down spread-eagle and the clamps and dildo 
stayed in place."

She leaned back and played with the tassels hanging from 
the dildo. "Do you have another one of these? I want one in 
my behind."

"No, Mistress. This is the only one I have."

"Hmm, oh well. Stand up and show me what other goodies you 
have." They stood up and Mel allowed Nick to walk in front 
of her toward the bedroom. The duffel sat on the floor near 
the closet and she let go of Nick to peek inside. "Whoa, 
it's the motherload of B & D!" She picked up the bag and 
dumped the contents across the bed. "A cock ring, more 
nipple clamps, a riding crop. Who gave you this stuff? The 
Marquis de Sade?"

"My former master, Mistress."

She squinted her eyes thoughtfully. "Now, how can we do 
this?" She found a pair of handcuffs and locked them over 
his wrists behind his back. Next, she strung the leather 
leash between his thighs and pulled it snugly against his 
perineum, then wrapped it around the base of the dildo. 
"Hold this and don't let it go until I say so."

"Yes, Mistress," Nick replied and held onto the end of the 
leash. He was getting very excited at her actions.

Melani stripped off her clothing and lay down on the bed. 
"Nick, I want you fuck my pussy hard and fast."

"Is there a limit, or do I keep fucking you until I keel 
over from exhaustion?"

"Hmm, excellent question. Fuck me until I scream your 
name."

"As you command, Mistress." Nick shoved his prick up her 
cunt quickly. Melani rested her calves over his broad 
shoulders, allowing him to plunge deeper inside and touch 
her cervix. The thrusts were as she asked, hard and fast, 
and Nick felt his heart swell at knowing he pleased his 
newfound mistress.

"Ooo, ooo, yes," Melani moaned. "Faster, Nick. Fuck me 
harder." He obliged, rocking his hips and pounding her 
savagely. "OH, OH, OH -YES-! Nnnngghhh! OH NICK, YES BABY!" 
At the sound of his name, Nick withdrew from her heat and 
waited patiently for her next order. She stared at him 
wildly. "Why did you stop?!"

"You screamed my name, Mistress."

"Ain shit. I guess that's not going to work." Mel bounced 
off the mattress and went behind Nick. She picked up the 
key from the bag and uncuffed his hands, then removed the 
dildo from his ass. She unbuckled the cock and ball ring 
and let fall to the carpet.

"What are you doing?" He looked dumbfounded at his freed 
penis and hands. "Why did you take everything off?"

"Sit." He sat down and Mel curled up on his lap, her arms 
draped casually around his neck. "I looked up supplicant in 
the dictionary before I came here and you know what it 
said? A supplicant is someone who asks humbly or eagerly.
Whoever taught you that word got the definition wrong. 
There's no mention of S & M or bondage or any of that 
crap."

"Am I a submissive, then?"

"I think so. You want to do whatever anybody asks you to 
do." She gestured at his toys and asked, "Do you really 
like all this shit?"

"I haven't known any other way."

"Perhaps I can teach you."

Nick embraced her body and ran his hands over her womanly 
curves. "You forgot something."

"What?"

"The nipple clamps." Melani laughed and released his 
nipples. Her head bent forward and she laved each one 
gently. Nick moaned blissfully at her touch and stroked her 
hair. "That feels much better than jagged, metal teeth."

She gazed up into his face. "One thing stays the same. The 
'cum on command'. I think it's the cat's pajamas." Her lips 
returned to his nipples, tonguing the little nubbins 
slowly. He fell back onto the bed, taking her with him. She 
straddled his groin and rubbed her damp slit along his 
shaft. Her hands massaged the sinews of his neck as she 
whispered, "I'm going to fuck you, Nick and you aren't to 
cum until I'm through with you."

"Absolutely, Mistress." He cupped her firm breasts and 
thumbed her nipples as she sank down, encasing his prick 
with her moist pussy. She soon found her rhythm and dragged 
his fingers up to her mouth. Her lips parted and sucked on 
two of the digits, her eyes locked on his. This coupling 
was different somehow, more pleasurable knowing there were 
no rings or clamps or dildos outside and inside his body. 
Melani rode his cock a touch faster, alternating the 
fingers she sucked from two to three to one and sometimes 
both thumbs. Her moans were muffled because of her sucking 
and Nick tugged his hands free of her mouth.

They moved back to her breasts and kneaded the mounds 
delicately. Her muscle tightened around him and he clenched 
his abdomen to prevent spilling his seed. She planted her 
palms against his pectorals, bouncing up and down his cock 
rapidly. Nick knew from experience that Melani was almost 
peaking and he tweaked her nipples just enough to send her 
over the edge. Her back arched suddenly and she threw her 
head back, screaming incoherently. He surged up a final 
time and came inside Mel's pussy.

A minute or so later, Melani slipped off his flagging cock 
next to him. Her chest heaved, trying to regain lost 
oxygen. She rolled onto Nick and kissed his mouth briefly. 
"Nick, you naughty boy. You were supposed to wait until I 
told you you could cum." Nick's body tensed and he wondered 
how she would punish his misdeed. "Relax. I won't beat you. 
The proper punishment for filling me with your cream is to 
clean it all out with your tongue." Melani shifted around 
and rested her fair head on a couple pillows.

Nick got on his stomach and slipped his hands under her 
asscheeks. "I'm sorry for cumming, Mistress. I did stop 
myself once." He lowered his mouth to her soaked pussy lips 
and lapped at the jism dotting the hair.

"This will be the standing rule: you cum inside me, you 
lick it all out." She hummed dreamily as Nick cleaned her 
pubic hair, then delved between her puffy labia with his 
tongue. He curved the tip to catch the sticky fluids and 
brought it in his mouth so he could swallow. He traced the 
slick folds of flesh, finding more cum and cleaning it up. 
His tongue twirled around and under the hood of her clit, 
making the button erect and demanding attention. Pressing 
his nose tip against the nub, Nick stuck his tongue far 
into her vagina and licked out every last drop of semen.

When he felt she was clean enough, Nick broadened his 
tongue and stroked up from the base of Melani's cunt, 
between her lips and across her clit. The muscle snaked its 
way over her sparsely covered mound, up her tummy, along 
her breastbone to her waiting mouth. Melani tasted the 
mixture of their fluids in his mouth and sucked on his 
tongue hungrily. They broke apart with the need for air and 
snuggled their bodies close together. "Nick?"

"Yes?"

"Will you cum in my mouth?"

"Of course I will, Mistress." He straddled her face and 
eased his dick past her lips. He breathed deeply and 
relaxed his groin muscles, spurting inside Melani's oral 
cavity. She swallowed quickly and Nick's sperm landed in 
her stomach, warming her like brandy.

She sucked him spotless and pulled back long enough to 
murmur, "Again, Nick." His cock disappeared down her throat 
and he came one last time. She licked at the cockhead as 
she did a lollipop, then brushed her cum-stained lips over 
the tip. "Is there anyway you could get off more than four 
times? The weekend starts tomorrow and I have this protein 
deficiency..."

He laughed heartily and she giggled along with him. "I'll 
see what I can do but first, I need rest."

"I should get dressed and head for home."

"Can't you stay here tonight?"

Mel looked thoughtful. "Now that I think about it, I guess 
I don't have to go. But in the morning, I will need to get 
a change of clothes." Nick spooned her against him and 
burrowed into the hair along her neck. He clenched and 
released his abs, working the muscles into better shape. 
Nick really wanted to get past his record of four cums a 
day because Melani seemed to enjoy drinking his semen.

End

Author's Postscript: For the beginning of Nick's training, 
read 'Alphabet Game: Young Blood'.  I really enjoyed 
writing this story and will work on typing out an in-
between continuation of Nick and what happened after his 
first session with Tom, Bob and Becky. Ciao!


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