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 "That a girl," I soothingly assured my frightened 18-year-old captive. 
Melanie hesitantly stuck out her bare chest, her frightened wide eyes
desperately searching mine for a glimmer of compassion.  Finding none, the
young slave's eyes filled with silent tears.  The young woman was slender
with a firm feminine body common for girls her age, as well as soft, tender
skin.  With her long, dark brunette hair tied together in a neat,
conservative ponytail, and cute bangs that covered her forehead, the
helpless teenager slowly closed her doe-shaped eyes in humiliation and
dropped her head in submission.  The naked teenager was kneeling before me
as I sat on the couch in my isolated summer mansion.  Her arms were behind
her back, and her wrists were shackled together with iron chains.  Thick
metal cuffs grasped her slender ankles, and were linked together with a
small, six inch chain.  I reached down and stroked her cheek.  Only an hour
ago, she would have tried to bite my hand off.  But now, she had resigned
herself to her fate, accepting the rest of her life as a sex slave.  She
was an intelligent girl, taking the most challenging academic courses in
her senior year in high school.  The kindest, most thoughtful young woman
in our preparatory school, she was also shy and well-known as the only
virgin in the senior class.  I was a wealthy young board of trustees
member, but she would have nothing to do with me.  In fact, when I
insinuated that I wanted her to sleep with me, she threatened to call the
police.  I didn't want to spend the rest of my life in prison, so I had no
choice but to knock her out, and kidnap her.  Bringing her to my mansion
right after her high school graduation, she would use all her intellectual
abilities to serving me.  After whipping her body so hard that she fainted
several times over the past hour, her spirit had gradually eroded from a
solid rock-like entity into the crumbled remains of fine dust....  I opened
my mouth and forced her to accept my tongue as I slowly rolled my tasting
organ in her precious mouth.  She was my slave after all, and would never
leave my mansion...  alive.  She had been accepted to Yale University and
Princeton, but had chosen Yale as she liked their biology program.  But
now, all her extensive knowledge of biology would be focused on owning one
thing: using her bodily anatomy to fulfill my manly urges to fully use her
feminine reproductive system.
As nature intended, I sat her on the couch next to me and took a breast
in my mouth.  Or rather, her nipple.  I licked and sucked and forced her to
explain in her quiet, sweet voice the ramifications of my sucking her
nipple, even as I performed this act.  "Master," she said.  "You are now
sucking my nipple...oh...  and as you are doing so, it is getting...  oh...
getting hard because my feminine hormones are stimulated by my endocrine
system, causing pressure to bid up in my...oh god....  In my nipple." I
then laid her on her back, as I positioned my penis head at the tip of her
virgin pussy lips.  "Oh God, please don't!" she begged.  "Too late, my
intelligent, feminine slave," I cooed.  Then, I slowly thrust.  She
screamed in pain as she grew used to the bulging cock inside her.  And when
I hit her hymen, she begged even more for me to take it out.  But, smart as
she was, Melanie had a lot to learn about life.  Including the fact that
masters don't care how much pain their slaves are in.  "I own you,
Melanie," I purred.  "You are mine forever, fully and completely.  You have
no rights.  You have no identity except as my sex slave.  Your nipples'
only purpose is to be sucked on, especially when I drink milk from them in
the future.  Your womb's only purpose is to accept my cum and bear my
child. Your only goal in life now is to accept my seed into your womb and
allow my cum to capture your egg, completely fertilize it, give birth to
our child, and finally, to raise that child by letting it suck all the milk
out of those young, firm breasts.  That is, if I don't suck out all that
milk, first." Melanie shrieked at the thought of me drinking her own breast
milk, as well as the idea of me cumming into her womb and forcing her to
bear my child.  While these thoughts her flooding her mind, I pushed hard
against her hymen and ripped through it.  She let out a squeal of pain that
innocent, intelligent, and pretty white girls utter when they know their
precious virginity has been taken.  Then, I kissed her deeply, pressing my
lips against her soft ones.  I maintained this great kiss of passion by
holding her head by firmly clenching her ponytail in my fist as I exploded
into her.  Several times, powerful cum shot into her unprotected womb and
coated her inner womb linings as her wide-opened doe eyes stared deeply
into mine with a mixed look of feminine awe, girlish wonder, and teenage
helplessness.  Minutes later, she gasped as her female intuition informed
her of the exact moment when one of my millions of fertile sperm fertilized
one of her precious eggs.  
  
Intelligent Young Girl Forced into Pregnancy