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

Part 1  (MC NC MF)


Terri Jackson hated her life.  Her father had just taken a new job as chief of police in Morning Wood, a 
thousand miles away from all of Terri's friends, hangouts and the home she had grown up in.  She had been 
angry with her dad when he first announced it, but she knew understood how important this was to him.  
Still, Terri hated being pulled away from the life she had just been starting to get together, and now she was 
alone in a new school.  She had tried to make friends, but everyone avoided her.  It wasn't until she joined 
the cheerleading squad that things began to change.

Terri had been a cheerleader at her old school, it had been one of the few after school activities her parents 
had allowed her to do.  She had been a bit surprised by Morning Wood High's use of a meditation period 
before beginning practice, but after a few days, she looked forward to her time in the chair before practice.

After a few weeks, Terri had even been accepted into the tight knit ring that was Morning Wood High.  It 
had been a slow progression, but the more she felt part of the cheerleading squad.   It had been a slow 
progression, but the more she felt part of the cheerleading squad, the more she was accepted generally.  
This pleased Terri to no end.  She hadn't been a major trendsetter at her old school, but she had an active 
social life.  Terri also liked boys, as any good American teenaged girl, and thought herself rather fetching, 
though she usually didn't flaunt it.  None the less she was happy to be reestablishing herself in Morning 
Wood, and looking forward to her future.

There was still one thing that Terri had been kept uninformed about, something that none of the girls would 
explain after quietly whispering to themselves in the proceeding weeks.  Something about the third week of 
practice that they refused to tell Terri no matter how much she begged them.

Finally the big day came and Terri hurried to practice after school to see what all the interest was about.  
The meditation room was laid out like normal, with soft mats lining the room.  It wasn't until Terri took her 
normal mediation pose that she noticed a small headset like device at the foot of her mat.  She picked it up 
and examined it, it was almost like a normal headset, but it had a few strange looking metal leads sticking 
out of it and a small radio receiver on the side.  Terri didn't know what it was for, though she looked 
forward to finding out, figuring that this was the source of all the excitement of the following week.

"Good afternoon, Girls, I'm sure you've all prepared yourselves for the stage of our practices." Mr. Brookes 
welcomed his squad.  Terri had originally thought it rather strange that there was a male coach in charge of 
the cheerleaders, but the other girls assured her that Mr. Brookes knew his job.  There were a few stifled 
giggles from the other girls as they explained it, but Terri just ignored them.  Mr. Brookes had proven 
himself an ample trainer, and Terri had surrendered her misgivings after the first couple of practices.

"Yes, Coach." The girls replied in standard singsong unison.

"Good, then let's begin the meditation session.  Put on your sets and begin your meditation." Brookes 
ordered, and the squad obeyed.

Terri picked up the headset again and placed in over her ears.  The strange metal tabs rubbed against her 
temples, but Terri didn't worry about it.  She noticed Mr. Brookes eyeing her carefully as he walked over to 
a small stereo and pressed the controls.  Terri dismissed it as standard concern from her new coach.  He had 
been extra patient with her over the past weeks, because she was new to Morning Wood's practice 
techniques.  Terri appreciated his attention, glad that she was being accepted so readily.

As she began her meditation, Terri heard soft music coming from her headset.  She relaxed, letting herself 
drift into a passive resting state she had been practicing since joining the squad.  After a few minutes of 
mediation, Terri felt a new sensation, a tingling from the metal contacts.  She considered the feeling as she 
drifted off into a blissful mindlessness.

Terri didn't know how much time had passed when she drifted back to reality.  The soft music in her ears 
were gone and she looked around to see the other girls with cheery smiles painted on their faces as they 
pulled off their headsets and set them back down.  Terri smiled too, she was a bit sad that the feeling she 
had just enjoyed were now drifting into memory, but she still felt relaxed and peaceful.

"Okay, Girls, did you enjoy your meditation?"

"Yes, coach!" 

"Good, now lets get on with our practice.  Everyone, rise and present." Mr. Brookes commanded.

Terri wondered what he meant, but she stood up with the rest of the girls.  As soon as she did, Terri noticed 
the girl in front of her pull at her shirt.  Terri wondered what Amber was doing, but felt an uncontrollable 
urge to do the same.  Before she knew it, she was pulling her hair through her shirt collar and dropping the 
garment to the floor.  Terri wondered why she had done that as her hands moved to her sports bra.  A 
moment later her bra fell to the floor as well, leaving Terri a bit stunned.  Still, she couldn't grasp what she 
was doing, or bring herself to be scared or outraged.  As she struggled to understand what was going on, 
she found herself pulling her long brown hair back so it ran down her back instead of over her shoulders.  
With that done, she brought herself to attention, trusting her now exposed breasts forward, with her hands 
clasped firmly behind her back.  

Coach Brookes walked up to Terri and eyed her over.  "Is there anything wrong Miss Jackson?"

"I'm just feeling a bit exposed, sir." Terri replied calmly.  She felt strangely detached, even as she watched 
Brookes study her exposed breasts.  She knew she should feel something, but all she could call up was a 
strange feeling of passivity, that her actions might be strange but that was all right.

Brookes smiled in response and Terri gasped as she felt her coach cup her closest breast in his hand, gently 
kneading the tender orb.  Strangely she found herself trusting herself forward, into his fondling hand.  Terri 
couldn't help but wonder at the strange feelings of correctness coursing through her, telling her that this was 
just what the coach should be doing.

"This is your first day of advanced mediation, you'll be more comfortable in time, Miss Jackson.  I must 
add that I'm glad you decided to join the squad, I think you'll make an excellent addition." Brookes replied 
as he continued to fondle Terri's breast.

"Thank you, sir.  I won't disappoint you." Terri beamed with her coach's approval.  The strangeness of the 
situation was still with her, but so was a growing sense of correctness.  She was almost disappointed when 
Brookes pulled away from her and continued on with his inspection of the squad. 

Terri had only a few more moments to consider the issue before regular practice began.  As if nothing 
unusual was going on the squad went through their routines and Terri joined in as enthusiastically as 
possible.  She considered that the entire squad of topless teenager cheerleaders would have been quite a 
sight to any lucky boy to come by, and she felt a strange trill run through at that thought as she went 
through her moves.

Once practice was over, Terri strolled casually to the showers.  Undressing didn't take as long with only her 
shorts and panties to remove, and she quickly ran in for a shower to wash off the sheen of sweat that she 
had gotten during the practice.  Another thing that had taken some getting used to at Morning Wood was 
the communal shower in the girls’ locker room.  Terri had been a bit shy the first couple of times shower in 
front of other girls, in fact she hadn't even seen other girls naked before her first shower.  She had been 
careful not to let her eyes wander before, but a new sense of exploration had gripped Terri, and she couldn't 
stop herself from looking around.  The other cheerleaders ran the gamut of supple teenage femininity, and 
Terri felt a strange new appreciation for the gentle curves of her fellow cheerleaders.

Terri was so distracted that she was shocked when she felt her waist encircled with a pair of hands and 
breasts press into her back.  She turned around and saw Lidy smiled at her.  Lidy was certainly one of the 
most attractive girls on the squad, with a trim, firm body and gorgeous features.  Terri found herself 
strangely lost in Lidy's smile and the closeness of their two bodies.

"Did you enjoy your first day of our special meditation, Terri?" Lidy asked as she ran her hands over Terri's 
sides with a seductive massage.

"It was kind of weird, going topless though practice." Terri replied as honestly as she could.  It had been 
weird, but also strangely liberating in a way Terri still didn't fully embrace yet.  Now, she was being 
handled by another cheerleader in a more than friendly fashion, and was surprised to find herself 
responding to Lidy's touch.

"Oh, I know you were just loving the coach's hands on your breasts, weren't you?" Lidy asked, moving her 
own hands to cup Terri's breasts for emphasis.

Terri gasped as she felt Terri's delicate fingers press into her breasts.  Until today no one had ever touched 
her breasts, and now two people had casual embraced them, and Terri couldn't find the will to stop them.  
In fact she couldn't help but thrust back against Lidy's massage, forcing more of her tender orbs into her 
squad mates hands.  "Yes, it was so strange, but I liked it."

"And you like my hands caressing you know don't you?" Lidy asked as she continued her pleasant assault 
on Terri.  

"Oh, yes." Terri moaned. "Why am I letting this happen?"

"Because you're part of the squad now.  You'll love it, Terri, you'll see.  We'll help you along too, are you 
ready?" Lidy asked as she continued to caress Terri intimately and gently pressed their naked flash 
together.

Terri didn't understand completely, everything was happening so fast, and her mind was so clouded and 
passive, but she couldn't deny the strange and wonderful feelings coursing through her.  "Yes, I'm ready."

With those words the other cheerleaders descended upon their newest member.  Terri felt dozens of hands 
moving across her flesh, lifting her and pulling her over to a padded mat that had been laid out on the floor.  
Terri was laid gently down and then the girls pulled back for a moment.  Terri looked around at the rest of 
the squad, all completely naked, and all with a strange passive arousal evident in their being.  She couldn't 
help but feel her own arousal burn within her as she studied their naked forms fully for the first time.  Terri 
didn't understand it, she had never had these feelings for girls before, but she was in no state to deny them 
either.

Her fellow cheerleaders didn't give her much opportunity to consider her plight either.  They descended 
upon her with sexual determination.  Terri felt both her breasts and her virgin mound all cupped at once.  
She had masturbated before, but nothing compared to the feeling of caring foreign hands massaging her 
intimate flesh.  Terri could only moan in pleasure as she felt a skillful finger part her feminine cleft and 
tease her clit.  Her breasts were equally cared for and Terri was treated to the uniquely alluring feeling of 
having both her nipples gently sucked at the same time.  She was nearly lost in pleasure when she felt a pair 
of lips press against hers.  Terri was shocked only for a moment before passionately kissing the girl back in 
a way she wouldn't have fathomed only a few hours before. 

The ecstasy was punctuated a few moments later when her legs were gently parted and Terri felt a probing 
tongue lick at her gates.  The sensation was so unique and sensual that Terri couldn't contain herself.  
Within barely a moment of this caress she exploded in her first real orgasm.  The feeling was tremendously 
better than anything she had felt before, and Terri could only quiver with pleasure as the assault continued 
on her already peaking body.  

The gentle yet passionate attack continued for hours, though Terri had long since been lost in a rolling sea 
of orgasms and driving pleasures bringing her to peak again and again.  Every other cheerleader joined in, 
helping to initiate their new member into the flock.  When they couldn't work on Terri, they went down on 
each other until their turn came to explore their new sister's body.

By the time the orgy was finished, Terri was pleasantly exhausted.  She had never been subject to that 
much pleasure in her life.  Coupled with the strange prerogatives still coursing through her head, Terri was 
left in a state of stunned acceptance.  

Finally she dressed and went home.  She was still trying to get a grip on what had happened when she 
walked in the front door of her new home.

"So how was your day, sweetie?" Her father asked as Terri walked past the kitchen.  

"It was okay, still trying to fit in and all." Terri replied, surprised by her answer as the words left her lips.  
A part of her wanted to tell her father everything that had happened, but she just couldn’t.  Terri knew she 
should tell him, but something in her block her from even alluding to anything really bad or strange 
happening.

"You're coach called about having a late practice.  I hope he didn't work you too hard."

"We've got our homecoming soon and we're just trying to get ready." Terri commented, again shocked by 
the normality of her own statements.  She didn't know what had been done to her but she was beginning to 
get clear of the passive fog that had clouded her thoughts earlier.  Another concern was that her coach had 
apparently known of the events in the locker room, something that triggered even more worry in Terri.

"That's great.  Keep up the hard work and it'll pay of.  Speaking of which, I'm sure you've got homework to 
do." Her father smiled.

Terri smiled back and quickly trotted off to her room.  She paused for a moment just as she was leaving, 
trying to tell her father what was really happening, but Terri felt the uncontrollable need to go to her room 
before she could even attempt to speak.  She spent the rest of the night doing her homework, unable to pull 
herself away from her study or spend more than a moment considering the day’s events.  It wasn't until she 
laid down for bed that she had a chance to consider the day’s events.

Terri realized something had been done to her, and it didn't take her long to figure that it had something to 
do with the meditation device that they had used before practice.  Still, it's effects seemed long lasting, and 
Terri could only fear what lay in store for her.  If they had been willing to do this to her, and could prevent 
her from telling anyone about it, Terri couldn't help but worry about what they had planned for her in the 
future.  With these troubling thoughts Terri drifted off, worried about the coming days.

***


Just as she arrived the next day, Wendy, one of the girls from the cheerleading squad pulled her aside.  
Terri followed, curious about what Wendy wanted since they had never talked before.

"Are you okay?" Wendy asked after making sure no one was paying attention to them.

"I feel okay now, but I'm a little scared.  What happened to me?" Terri asked, relieved that she was actually 
able to express herself, and hoping for some answers.

"You're part of the school now.  I know how you feel, they did the same thing to my family and me when 
we moved to town.  I couldn't talk to you before, I wanted to warn you, but I couldn't.  I'm sorry." Wendy 
gave her a penitent look.  "I don't know why they did this to us, but I do know that you can't stop from 
doing what they tell you, what they conditioned you to do.  Believe it or not, you do kind of get used to it 
after a while, it's still strange, but you can't fight it.  I just want to tell you I'm here for you if you need a 
shoulder to cry on."

Terri appreciated the gesture and wondered just how much worse things were going to get, but didn't have 
to courage to ask, or rather to know, just yet.  She thanked Wendy as best she could and they shared a 
friendly hug before both trotting off for their morning classes.

The rest of the day went pretty much as normal, and aside from Wendy's warning and the events of the day 
before, Terri felt normal.  She found herself going through her normal routine without interruption or 
diversion.  Terri also couldn't dwell on the previous day's events, though she could bring herself to be 
concerned about it more and more as she neared the time for practice.  

Still, when it came time to suit up for practice and sit at her mat for meditation, Terri couldn't stop herself.  
As she sat down, she noticed the headphones at the foot of the mat again and swore to herself that she 
wouldn't put them on.  The rest of the girls filed in at sat down around her and they patiently waited for the 
coach to arrive.

"Good afternoon, girls, time for another meditation session.  Please put on your headphones and we'll 
begin." Brookes ordered and watched as all of the girls obeyed.

Terri stole herself for that moment, and felt her resistance crumble as she heard the coach's order.  She 
trembled as she reached down for the headset.  Terri knew that she would lose any hope of her freedom and 
self if she put them on, but she couldn't stop herself.  Even against the costs, she had an undeniable urge to 
put them on, a need as deep as any she had ever felt to wear them.  Terri tried to fight it, but it just wasn't in 
her ability and she slipped on the strange headset only a moment after the rest of the girls had.  

Almost the instant the soft pads were nestled over her ears, Terri heard the soft music drifting over her 
thoughts again, and for the second day she floated away into the meditation bliss.

Some time later, Terri drifted back to reality, peaceful and unconcerned.  She still knew what was going on, 
but felt at ease with it, much as she had the day before.  Terri simply removed the headphones and waited 
for the next part of the practice.

"Ready for practice, girls?" 

"Yes, Coach!" All the girls shouted in strong unison.

"Good, rise and present!" 

Terri stood up with the rest of the girls and immediately began stripping off her clothes.  She still felt a 
little odd doing this but it was so natural as well.  Terri almost felt relief as she freed her lovely breasts 
from their captivity.  She had the strange notion come over her that it just wasn't right to contain them.  
Terri didn't know where that idea had came from in her usually modest thoughts, but in her compliant state 
she didn't have the will to question it.  She did question her hands as they slid into the waist of her shorts 
and quickly slid her shorts and panties down to the floor.  Terri was a bit aghast at her actions as she pulled 
the garments free of her shoes and dropped them on top of her shirt and bra.  Even so, she couldn't stop 
herself, and quickly assumed the attention position with the rest of the cheerleaders, proudly standing 
virtually naked with her breasts forced out and her hands clasped behind her back.

Brookes inspected his flock again, casually fondling and making comments to girls as he passed by.  He 
attention garnered little more than gasps and smiles from the girls as they proudly presented their nude 
forms for inspection.  Finally he came upon Terri again and cupped one of her presented breasts.

"How are we today, Terri?" Brookes asked as he massaged her tit.  

"I don't want to be here, Coach." Terri replied in a strangely confident voice considering that her stomach 
had magically filled with butterflies as she spoke.  Even as she spoke she couldn't help but mew 
appreciatively at the tender handling of her breast.

"Is that so.  Please spread you legs as wide as possible and tell me why don't you want to be here?" Brookes 
ordered in a calm and civil tone.

"I don't want to be doing these ...  ooh my." Terri gasped as she felt Brookes' fingers cupping her mound 
and gently caressing her intimate folds.  She hadn't even noticed that she had spread her legs until she felt 
his hand moving unrestricted over her most private flesh.  Terri's nerves were still tossing her stomach, but 
a new sensation was rapidly growing within her.  She recognized it with as much dismay as she could in 
her passive state, she was becoming aroused.  

"Really, Terri, I think you just need some help adjusting to life at Morningwood.  Please, lean forward and 
place your hands on Alicia's shoulders while you reach your Ready State." Brookes ordered as he pulled 
away from Terri.

Terri wondered what he meant as she followed out his first order.  She had barely placed her hands on the 
shoulders of the girls in front of her when she felt a magnificent wave of sensation.  Terri could barely 
contain the wondrous feeling flowing through her, and she felt herself getting hot and wet in her pussy.  
Terri had made love before, but she had never been this excited or felt this much need.  As she rested there 
the emptiness within her continued to crescendo, her pussy was crying out to be filled and Terri was 
incapable to arguing with this overpowering need.  All she could do was stay locked in position and pant 
with lust, barely able to consider the lewd picture she presented as her arousal and overpowering sexual 
need focused nearly all her attention to the empty and well lubricated passage within her.

"Terri, please tell me what you want and what you need." Brookes ordered as he positioned himself behind 
the lovely teenager and dropped his pants to reveal his own ready shaft.

"I want to go back to my old home and forget this terrible place, but I need to be filled, I don't want to but I 
need you to fuck me.  Please, Coach, I need you to use me." Terri pleaded, amazed that she could answer in 
her current state.  Still worse was what she had asked for, and Terri couldn't deny the frightening truth that 
she had been completely honest.  To the depth of her being Terri wanted to be used, not make love, but 
fuck like an animal in heat.  She tried to get a grip on herself, but she only had a moment of reprieve, 
before her feminine need assaulted her again.  Rationally, Terri wanted to escape, but her body was crying 
out to be used, to reach not just find relief but sexual release.

"Good Terri, I'll help you with your needs, and please don't speak again until we are finished." Brookes 
commanded.  He then placed the head of his member against Terri's tender and inflamed folds, gratified 
that she pressed back to meet his advance and help guide him in.

Terri felt as if she was on some strange kind of autopilot.  Her natural reactions of shock and outrage were 
still muted, but the sexual ecstasy coursing through her was not.  As she felt her coach's shaft press against 
her outer gates she couldn't help but press back to help him inside.  Terri could barely believe she was 
acting so brazenly even as she rubbed her sensitive folds against the bulbous head of her coach's member.  
She couldn't deny that she wanted him insider her, plunging into her depths, while at the same time she 
wished she had the strength to resist that need.  He held back however, and Terri could barely contain 
herself as she felt him gently caressing her engorged flesh with his tip.  She found herself humping back 
against him, moving her hips to force him inside.  Terri needed to be filled, and groaned in frustration as 
she felt Brookes slip his head just insider her and then pull back as she moved her hips to impale herself.  
She was barely controlling herself now, grinding and wiggling her hips back at her coach to get him to sink 
himself into her, all the while unable to move either her feet or her hands.  

Finally, Terri turned her head to look at Brookes.  She couldn't speak but she pleaded with her eyes.  She 
looked into the eyes of a predator, and shuddered momentarily as she watched a smile cross Brookes' face.  
The tide of unfulfilled sexual need reasserted itself a moment later and Terri resumed her lustful begging 
and her attempts to impale herself on his ready shaft.  With their eyes locked together, Terri felt her coach 
firmly grasp her hips and a moment later press forward.  Her eyes only fluttered as she let out an 
impassioned moan as she felt her inner folds parted.  Terri had never felt such a wondrous entry in all her 
previous encounters.  Her entire body cried out in relief as she felt herself filled with Brookes' shaft.  He 
was certainly thicker than any boy she had taken before, and Terri knew she was more aroused then she had 
ever been.  That reality played at the edge of her senses as she took in the full length of her coach's member 
inside her eagerly waiting pussy.  

As Terri felt him fully within her she clamped down on his shaft and wiggled her hips as much as she 
could, amazed at the sensation of being so wonderfully filled.  She squealed with delight as she felt his 
shaft twitch insider her in response.  All thoughts of decency were gone, she was involved now like she had 
never been before, and it had overwhelmed Terri's entire being.  It was certainly an odd sight in that 
moment, watching a formerly modest girl squealing with delight as she wiggled her hips back against an 
impaling shaft was she held herself up on a naked girl in front of her.  

Terri continued like this for a few minutes before a new sensation rose to a crescendo inside her.  She was 
filled, fuller than she had ever been, and even with that wondrous feeling an itch was growing within her.  
Her squeals of delight quickly turned to groans of frustration again as she tried to elicit more than just a 
twitch from the wondrous shaft within her.  Terri continued wiggling her hips, but she couldn't move her 
feet, and couldn't generate any really movement against her coach's member.  She turned to Brookes again, 
nearly crying with frustration as the need within her beat at her senses.  

Terri was rewarded a moment later with a clamping of her hips and a careful withdrawal of the shaft.  Terri 
was nearly as ecstatic to have her coach pulling out as she was when he trust inside, but she feared he 
wouldn't continue.  Even as she reveled in the wondrous sensation of cock moving within her, she turned 
her head to plead with her partner, begging for him to continue.  The strange need to be ravished was 
burning even brighter now that her passage had been fully speared once, leaving Terri yearning to be have 
her body fully used.

Brookes held himself just at her entrance again, leaving just his head within her quivering loins.  Terri was 
nearly beside herself with anguish.  The need he had filled within her had doubled or more and she was 
nearly overcome with desire.  Terri fought against his steady hands trying to push back against his shaft and 
force it inside her again, all the while pleading with him in whimpers and doe eyed expressions.  For a 
disconcerting moment Terri reflected on her behavior, remembering that her dog had behaved much the 
same when she had gone into heat.  Then she felt a foreign quiver of arousal from the very same thought, 
looking forward to being used just like a bitch in heat.

That disturbing thought was purged as she felt her coach take mercy on her and plunge his shaft inside her.  
Terri cried out again in thanks, absorbed by the nearly soul splitting sensation of being filled.  She had 
never felt this kind of need before, and couldn't contain herself as they set up a rhythm.  Terri joyously 
pressed herself back against her coach as he pistoned within her.  They had wasted precious little time 
building a fast rhythm and Terri let herself be swept away by the sensation sparked within her with every 
filling trust.  Terri felt a strange spiritual fulfillment with every thrust of her coach’s shaft within her, 
exemplified every time he made a moan or a grunt as she met his trusts with total enthusiasm.  Not only 
was Terri immersed in the wonderful coupling, she felt an alien pride course through her at her ability to 
please her partner.

Terri wasn't in the state of mind to question Brookes' endurance, but she appreciated it.  Her pervious 
partners had been inexperienced and quick, but Brookes was skilled and holding his own within her.  Terri 
was surprised when her coach began a broken rhythm, varying his strokes and his time fully inside her and 
paused at her entrance.  She was brought back from the brink with his first broken thrust, and fumed for a 
moment before being lost in the action again.  Terri realized he was helping string her along, keeping her 
from coming, but she couldn't do anything about it.  Even as Brookes broke rhythm, Terri couldn't help but 
keep matching him, squeezing him and wiggling her hips on him when fully impaled and pushing back 
against his trusts.  Her own desires and needs kept her going, even as he played her on the edge. 

It wasn't long before Brookes broken rhythm allowed a small rational part of Terri to emerge again and 
fully appreciate her position.  She was appalled at her behavior, even though she couldn't help but wiggle 
her hips against his impaled shaft as she thought that.  Terri felt like she was of two minds, part sex crazed 
slut and part her old self.  She couldn't deny the sexual flames coursing through her, but she wished she 
could stop.  Worse yet was the part of her that wanted to embrace her new depravity.  Terri didn't want to 
accept that, even as she could endure being a sexual plaything, she fought with all her energy against 
embracing that state.  Occasionally, Brookes would give her a few dozen rhythmic thrusts and plunge the 
thoughtful part of Terri into the background with a wave of passion.  Terri would then be allowed to come 
back to feel herself wiggling merrily upon an immobile shaft or attempting to refill her empty passage.  She 
nearly cried with anguish both at the frustrating sexual need and the abasement she was receiving.  Yet 
Terri couldn't do anything, even as she wanted to stop wiggling on his shaft, Brookes left her do so for a 
minute.  She could only feel deep shame as she squealed with delight and squirmed on top of the filling 
shaft, slowly building until she found herself begging to be fucked some more.

Then suddenly Terri was pulled away from her embarrassing predicament again with a newly passionate 
round of thrusts from Brookes.  Terri swept away her feeling of shame as her coach played her youthful 
form like a fiddle.  In only moments, Terri was hanging on the edge again, moaning and gasping with every 
trust, immersed in the sexual embrace, her entire body focused on one need.  Terri didn't feel her pussy 
clamp down an instant later, or hear her cry of release, all she felt was a wave of pure ecstasy course 
through her.  Terri's entire body went limp as her orgasm raced through her sex-wracked body.  She was 
little more than a quivering girl, still fully impaled, being held up by her partner.  

It was another minute before Terri returned to her senses, finding herself still involved with her coach and 
her breasts both being gently massaged.  As the sexual cloud lifted Terri found herself returning to her 
previous passive state.  Even though she knew she should be upset, she still felt oddly at ease with the acts 
she had just performed, and even with the shaft still inside her and the hands on her breasts.  In that instant 
she realized she was being treated like some kind of toy, and even though she knew it should bother her, 
she didn't feel any outrage.  Instead she found herself pressing her breasts into the carefully massaging 
hands of her coach and began squeezing his shaft with her inner muscles.  Terri thought about that for a 
moment, considering herself a well-tuned clock for her reactions.  As she continued to stand there and 
quietly pleasure her coach, she tried to assemble herself, to be outraged, but couldn't.  Each time she tried, 
her thoughts returned to how to get her coach to come with just her pussy.  Terri tried to turn her mind from 
such thoughts, but she couldn't, all she could do was think of different ways to use her pussy's interior on 
him.  She continued like this for several minutes, all the while becoming more concerned with the shaft still 
inside her, and just as worried about her growing inability to turn her thoughts from it.  Terri was using her 
muscles to the best of her abilities, given her limited experience.  She found different ways to coax him pop 
into her head, and she tried each one, alternating her pulsing interior's actions as best she could.

Finally, she felt Brookes begin to twitch inside her more readily, and Terri focused her entire attention on 
her task.  With just her pussy, she coaxed him to the edge and felt him tip over.  A moment later Terri 
found herself squealing with a strange sense of accomplishment and delight as she felt her coach's shaft 
pulse within her followed by gushes of liquid warmth filling the depth of her channel.  With her task 
finished, Terri's focus was released and she considered the moment again.  She realized in a moment that 
she had just been inseminated.  Terri felt her mind grasp for reaction, and was shocked by an acceptance, 
she didn't know why, but it was somehow right that her coach would inseminate her and she couldn't stop 
from feeling pride at her own ability to bring her coach off.   She wondered at this for a moment, and at the 
strange following thought, that she hoped he would do it again, soon, and maybe one day get her pregnant.  
She also felt a strange desire to improve her technique, to make herself the best sex partner she could so 
that more men would use her this way.  Terri knew she shouldn't want that.  She had just been used as some 
kind of human toy, and she found herself wanting more.  All her beliefs seamed to be in shambles, and 
Terri didn't understand, but she could feel new desires and needs course through her.  All she knew was that 
she had been changed, and as Brookes pulled himself out of her well used passage, Terri was stunned by 
her growing desire to be used the same way again.  Even more worrisome for her was the next stream of 
thoughts that flooded her mind as she stood back at attention as her coach pulled away.

Terri realized that she was a toy, and would be from then on.  It was her purpose in life to be used.   Terri 
shivered at the thought, her passivity preventing her instinctive dread from being anything more than a 
shadow.  The new thoughts were part of her identity, even as her old self remained.  Terri would remain, 
unable to stop herself, or surrender to her fate, because it was more enjoyable for her partners.  Terri felt an 
odd quiver of excitement at that, the thought of being used and knowing it was wrong, but having no 
choice.  Terri wanted to fight these new ideas, but they were already a part of her.  Even as she struggled 
with her new identity, she had it reaffirmed when she found herself aroused at the thought of being wildly 
fucked by every man and boy in the school.  Terri surprised herself at her growing desire to masturbate, 
right then in the open, and she grew even more excited by the idea of bringing herself naked flesh to release 
in front of anyone who would watch.  She was stunned at this strange notion but couldn't help but 
acknowledge the growing heat from her loins generated by thoughts of pleasuring her nude form in front of 
her parents or the whole school.  Terri was awash in her new self, her old personality suppressed by 
conditioning and mediation, unable to mount anything but a muted defense against the onslaught.  Terri 
was becoming a living sex toy, and quickly coming to embrace that reality.

"Very good, Terri, I'm glad to see you progress so fast.  Now, practice is over, so shower up and go home." 
Brookes commented.

Terri felt herself glow with pride at her coach's compliments.  She still felt strange at her reaction, but 
couldn't suppress the feelings of appropriateness at her new attitude.  She didn't linger however, and 
skipped off to the showers, oddly content with the world.  As she went to clean up, Terri couldn't help but 
regret that she would have to wash away the seed now dribbling from her pussy.  It seamed an odd waste 
somehow, to have to wash away the coach's seed after doing so much to receive it.  Terri surprised herself a 
moment later when she reached down and scooped as much of Brookes' seed into her hand as possible and 
then licked it up.  Again it was something she would never have considered doing before, but it seemed the 
only right thing to do.  Terri found the taste strange but compelling, and her heart raced at the thought of 
how she'd get more in the future.

The locker room was normal this evening, and Terri simply showered and went home, as did the other girls.  
Terri found herself disappointed, but unable to do anything about it more than appreciatively study the 
naked forms of her squad mates as they showered.  Once home she had another short and polite 
conversation with her parents and went off to study.  It wasn't until she was nearly ready for bed that the 
veil of meditation induced calm washed away and Terri could again combat the new thoughts bouncing 
around in her head.  

The first thing she felt was fear and shock, her entire life was being perverted, and Terri didn't have any 
idea how to stop it.  Even free of her earlier calm, the new dictates entered into her mind remained, and 
Terri shuddered every time she realized her thoughts were turning to sex again.  It wasn't just the idle 
fantasies she had indulged in before, but more focused, explicit consideration of her new sexual identity.  
Before long Terri was sobbing as she masturbated, unable to keep her hands away from her aching mound.  
She was loosing control, and she couldn't do anything to change it.

Part 2 (MC NC MF)


Wendy met her again the next morning, and after a quick exchange of mournful looks they simply hugged 
for a few minutes as Terri let out a few more casual sobs.  Terri was crying for more than just her new fate.  
She was quickly coming to grips with that, but she wasn't prepared for the growing acceptance budding 
within her.  A small part of her was looking forward to her next practice and the perversions that would 
await her, even as the rest of her was trying to resist.

There wasn't anything really to say between the two girls.  They both knew the state they were in, and all 
they needed was the shoulder to cry on, as there wasn't anything else they could expect.  

It wasn't long before the day had to start, however, and Terri and Wendy parted to go about their daily 
classes.  Terri drifted solemnly through her routine, still dreading and anticipating the afternoon’s activities 
at practice.  She did find it strange that she was still able to pay attention in class, even take notes as the day 
wore on.  Terri wondered why they would care about her education when she as she was being turned into a 
living sex toy.  Her questions were routinely interrupted by her classes, a fact she was almost grateful for in 
it's ability to keep her from considering her circumstances in to great of detail.

Finally, it came time for practice again, and Terri marched off for another day of humiliation.  It didn't 
come however.  Aside from the advanced meditation and the fact that all the girls were nude, practice went 
on much like normal.  The final aside was the standard groping of the squad by the coach.  Terri found 
herself eagerly anticipating his touch as he went around.  She proudly presented her breasts for a quick 
squeeze by her coach and didn't even need to be commanded to spread her legs for him to cup her mound.

"You're making fine progress, Terri, you'll make a great addition to the squad on Friday." Brookes told her 
as he ran a finger just inside Terri's slit while she smiled back.  A sense of great accomplishment coursed 
through her at those words, and Terri had an unquenchable desire not to disappoint him.

In her standard meditation calm, Terri took only casual notice of the routines the squad was practicing.  
Their practice shifted from leaning over to present their pussies to jutting and jiggling their breasts.  
Finally, they practiced a fairly lewd sexual dance with pairs of girls writhing rhythmically against each 
other in a complex and thoroughly erotic dance.  Terri couldn't help but appreciate having Wendy as her 
partner.  Wendy was a fair skinned, auburn haired girl with luscious contours that Terri enjoyed exploring 
as they danced.  Just as much as she enjoyed massaging Wendy's lovely form, Terri couldn't get enough of 
her partners soft hands on her own flesh.  Just like the rest of the girls, Terri and Wendy were soon 
moaning and whimpering with arousal as their hands caressed each other, kneading breasts and 
masturbating their partner's aroused pussies.  

By the time practice was over, Terri was burning with desire, and was completely pleased when the coach 
told them all to get themselves off and go shower.  Still locked together from their routine, Terri quickly 
guided Wendy to the floor and descended between her legs.

"Let me do you first, you've been so nice to me." Terri said just as she descended on her new friend’s ready 
mound.  She had never gone down on a girl before, but she found the act nearly instinctive, her lips and 
tongue descending on Wendy's exposed flesh.  Terri sucked and licked at Wendy, finding herself enjoying 
the musky taste of Wendy's juices as she ran her tongue through her friends slit.  

Wendy only gasped and moaned in gratitude, but that was enough to fill Terri with a strong feeling of 
accomplishment.  That spurred her on with even greater energy and soon Terri sent her friend over the edge 
with her loving assault.

Wendy rested for only a moment from her own release before she aggressively pushed Terri over and they 
embraced.  Wendy kissed Terri passionately, trading tongue blows as their breasts mashed against each 
other.  Without breaking their kiss, Wendy snaked a hand between Terri's legs, carefully assaulting her 
friend’s enflamed folds.  Terri was soon moaning against Wendy's lips as the skillful treatment continued, 
quickly bringing her to the pinnacle and beyond.  For the first time in days, Terri was of one mind as she 
shuddered in orgasm while still locked intimately to her friend.  As their lips still pressed together, Terri 
thought she just might be able to get used to this.

***


The rest of the week followed much like that.  The day was simply classes, followed by a sexually charged 
cheerleader practice and finally a quiet evening at home dealing with the day’s events.  Terri was gradually 
accepting her new life, even though it was still disconcerting, but the humiliations were pretty well buried 
by Friday, as no one seemed to bring up the fact that the cheerleading squad practiced lesbian sex in the 
nude every afternoon.  

Terri was actually surprised on Friday when she went to get ready for the game when she found a 
cheerleader's uniform hanging in her locker.  By Thursday, the squad hadn't even been dressing for 
meditation, choosing to leave the locker room in the nude.  Terri quickly donned the uniform, only after 
putting it on did she notice that the skirt was crotchless and she wasn't wearing any panties and that she 
wasn't wearing any kind of a bra.  She had already gotten used to dressing thoughtlessly as she hadn't been 
wearing panties or bras since Monday, and had progressively worn more revealing outfits all week.  

Terri was surprised again when they were rushed out to the field without a meditation period as well.  As 
she walked onto the football field, Terri felt a familiar dread pass through her as she anticipated what was 
going to happen.  The cheerleaders all lined up to be introduced and Terri felt herself prepare for their 
opening greeting.  Finally, the loud speaker came to life and they ran out onto the field as it introduced 
them.

"Welcome one and all to the first game of the season here at Morningwood High.  As always we begin the 
game with an introduction by our cheerleader squad, lets give it up for these lovely ladies."

Terri ran out with the rest of the squad, and as she passed onto the field, did a series of cartwheels, each 
time showing off her naked mound as the crowd cheered them on.  After her cartwheels she ran up into 
position on the back row of the two-row formation, facing Wendy.  As the last of the squad fell into place, 
the front row of girls leaned over and proudly pulled their skirts up over the waists, legs spread, so their 
bushy mounds were readily seen.  Just as the front row showed themselves off, so did the back row, with 
every girl lifting her shirt and casually jiggling their ample teenage breasts for the roaring crowd.  Terri 
could hardly believe this was happening, and being in greater control of her senses she felt a wave of shame 
course through her at the wonton display she was making, even as her fellow cheerleaders did the same.  At 
the same time, Terri felt a sexual thrill at being ogled by the crowd, though she wasn't ready to accept that.

"Aren't they lovely, folks.  Now it's time to select possession.  Both quarterbacks are ready and the fine 
ladies selected are Wendy Shultz from Morningwood and Amber Horn from Eveningwood.  Let's give the 
girls a moment to get ready and then enjoy the show."  Boomed the loud speakers.

Terri wondered just what was going on as she watched Wendy run out to the center of the field as a 
cheerleader from the other side did the same.  The quarterbacks from both teams and a referee came out as 
well.  Both girls stripped off their uniforms and leaned themselves over waist high benches that had been 
brought out to the center of the field.  Terri watched in amazement as the referee undid a flap on the front 
of his pants and quickly pulled out his hard shaft.  He then proceeded to mount Wendy, wiggled his hips for 
a moment and then withdrew and repeated the action with the other girl.  Terri could only wonder what was 
happening when the loudspeaker blared out again.

"The referee has declared both girls ready to go and instructed the quarterbacks to move into position.  This 
should be an interesting contest as both girls have records of being able to hold back orgasms, and both 
these studs are well endowed.  And there's the signal from the referee, and the game begins!  All that 
remains is for one quarterback to bring the opposing teams cheerleader to orgasm first and gain first 
possession of the ball."

Terri watched in wonder as Wendy was mounted by the other teams quarterback.  On the sidelines as she 
was, Terri got an excellent view of her friend getting well fucked on the field.  Widescreen displays on each 
end of the field showed the carnal action in full detail, even the sounds of the competing couples was piped 
in over the loudspeakers.  Terri had never seen a spectacle like this before, two naked girls being 
thoroughly used in public.  She hated to admit it to herself but she wished it were her up there instead of 
Wendy.  As she watched, Terri couldn't help but feel aroused, wishing her own pussy was being stroked.  

Almost as if in answer to a prayer, Terri felt herself being pushed to the ground and rolled on her back.  She 
looked up to see the face of a clearly determined football player looking down at her, and all she could do 
was spread her legs and look down with some degree of trepidation at the cock descending towards her.  

"Oh, god, fill me up with that monster!" Terri cried out, shocking herself with her words and actions.  Still, 
she couldn't help but push back against the invader as it speared her.  Terri's folds were barely prepared to 
take in the shaft, but she couldn't stifle the moan that passed her lips as she felt her pussy entered.  Her 
partner paused for a moment as his member rested fully within her, giving Terri a momentary chance to 
think.  She could scarcely believe that she was lying there on a football field being fucked as the crowd 
watched.  A sexual thrill coursed through her at the thought, and Terri wrapped her legs around her partner 
and gave him a passionate kiss.

"That is really good, I was wondering if anyone was going to use this poor little cunt of mine again.  How 
do you like it?  Am I nice and tight?" Terri wiggled a bit against the impaling shaft and smiled wryly to her 
partner.  She still felt strange, fucking a complete stranger in public, but Terri was beyond self-control and 
she knew it.  All that was left was acceptance, and even the rational part of her had to admit that the cock 
stuffed inside her felt wonderful.

"Oh, yeah, baby, real tight." He answered, sending a ripple of pride through Terri.  She found it hard to 
believe it, but she liked being proud of her tight pussy, and that he was going to enjoy using her body.  

"I'm glad you like it, now why don't you give me a ride, stud?" Terri hardly believed her language, but 
didn't have time to consider it as her partner eagerly fulfilled her request.  She shuddered with arousal as he 
set up a rhythm, quickly building to a hardy pace thrusting into her.  Terri reveled in it, doing her best to 
fuck him back, to caress his shaft while it rested within her, and moan with satisfaction at every filling 
movement.  

Still, every moan or grunt from her partner gave her a greater thrill than the feelings his shaft generated 
inside her.  Terri knew that her own pleasure wasn't important, not really, only her partner mattered.  That 
thought cut through her sex-induced haze for a moment to scare her, even as she pushed back against a 
thrusting cock.  She realized it was just one more step along her route to complete conversion, and as much 
as she wished otherwise, Terri couldn't deny the need to service her partner was even greater than 
pleasuring herself.

"Oh, God!"  Terri moaned as she kept fucking the football player.  She couldn't deny his ability, and as sure 
to let him know with timely exclamations as he continued to stoke her inner flames.  There wasn't any 
question that she was beyond thinking straight, Terri's entire focus was on the man she was with.  It wasn't 
much longer before she felt the tell tale signs of his release, and she prepared herself as well.  It was odd, 
but she a strange sense of control over her own release as her body continued to be well fucked.  Finally, 
she sensed it was time and let go of the floodgates.

"I'm cuming!" She screamed as the wave hit her.  Terri clamped down on his shaft a moment later, and was 
immensely gratified to hear a groan of release from her partner.  Another wave of sexual ecstasy coursed 
though her as she felt spurts of liquid warmth flow into the depths of her channel.  Terri was elated, she had 
succeeded again to bring a man off inside her.  Her own pride at that accomplishment nearly boggled Terri, 
but she couldn't deny it.  As her partner withdrew and left his seed inside her, Terri tried to remember 
something she had been prouder of than that moment.  She couldn't, and though it disturbed her, Terri was 
prouder than she had ever been that her body could bring men off.

Before her partner completely pulled away from her Terri expressed her gratitude.  "Thank you for using 
me.  I'm glad you found my pussy worthy of your seed and I hope you fill it again."

She was still shocked by her blatant language but couldn't help herself, nor could she deny the truth in what 
she said.  Even as Terri felt his seed dripping inside her, she hoped to be filled up again, to fulfill her new 
needs to be used.  She was a sex toy, and was proud that she was a good one, but Terri felt the need prove it 
far and wide.  A part of her was still trying to deny it, but she couldn't for much longer.  

Terri had the chance to see the final struggle between Wendy and Amber.  Both girls were fighting to keep 
back their orgasms, but it was clear that Wendy was loosing.  Her entire body language showed that she 
was on the brink, as well as the cries and moans escalating over the loud speakers.  Terri silently licked up 
her partners remaining seed as she watched the last moments.  It was only a few more rapid thrusts of the 
opposing quarterback’s hips and Wendy cried out in anguished release.  Amber followed a moment later, 
giving the entire stadium a view of two naked writhing teenage girl’s orgasming in the center of the field.  
A cheer went up over the opposing sides bleachers and Amber quickly disengaged herself and bowed for 
the crowd followed by a presentation of her cum soaked pussy to her fans.  Wendy picked herself up and 
was half carried by Morningwood's quarterback to the cheerleaders’ benches.  Morningwood's bleachers let 
up a strong cheer as well, helping convince Terri that the show was more important than the victory was.  

Wendy was sitting on the bleacher lapping up the remains of the opposing quarterback's seed with a proud 
look on her face.  Terri walked over and gave her a quick sisterly hug and a brief lover's kiss.

"You look proud of yourself." Terri smiled as she watched Wendy finish up her licking.  

"I know, I can't help it.  I just feel so proud of myself when I get a guy off." Wendy tried to be humble for a 
moment but couldn't.  "I am just a great sex toy.  My cunt is toned and skilled, I have a perky ripe set of 
tits, I am a great cock sucker and I, Wendy Shultz, am the greatest sex toy at Morningwood and my cunt is 
ready for any man, at any time and I'll give him the fuck of his life!"

"I know, I feel the same way.  I wish some stud would push me over right now and fill me with his hot 
glorious seed." Terri ran right up to the base of the bleachers and threw off her clothes.  She quickly started 
to model her naked form and called out to the crowd.  "I am Terri Jackson, and I am the newest sex toy at 
Morningwood High and I just want all of you men to know that I look forward to using my cunt to bring 
each and every one of you off.  I'm a tigress waiting to be broke in, my cunt has only been used six times 
and my breasts are still young and perky.  Isn't there a man among you willing to make use of this fine 
example of female perfection?  I'm itching for a man to fuck me right now!"

The crowd cheered but no one made a move towards her except for Wendy who pulled her back to the 
cheerleaders’ bench.  Terri was a bit surprised that no one took her up on her offer, and a bit disappointed 
as well.  Wendy had to hold her down for a minute to calm down before she even tried to talk.

"Terri, calm down, they can't fuck you now.  Cheerleaders are here for the players’ use until after the game.  
Just be glad one of the guys decided to use you already."  Wendy told her friend.

Terri just shivered for a few minutes as the world went on around her.  She couldn't believe what she had 
just done, calling out to the crowd for someone to fuck her.  It was beyond anything Terri could have 
imagined in her worst nightmares, yet still she couldn't ignore the fact that she would fuck any man willing 
right now.  

"I can't believe I just did that, or that I'm thinking about doing it again after the game.  My, god, what's 
going to happen to me?" Terri asked, half in despair and half in lust, knowing just what was likely to 
happen to her.  She couldn't resist her feelings anymore and she knew that she was going to become a very 
good sexual toy in short order if her new desires were met.

Wendy hugged her friend for a moment.  "It's alright, you can't help yourself.  It's always the same every 
time they use you.  After you get their seed inside you feel on top of the world, then you slowly sink down 
to earth and realize what you've become.  To a degree you have to accept it, but they keep us from 
completely accepting it, at least for me they do.  You have to do that to, or it'll tear you apart.  It sucks, but 
it's life."

Terri simply nodded as they held the embrace.  She knew that was true, but it didn't make her feel too much 
better.  Terri was finishing her transformation into a sex toy and she knew what that meant for her 
immediate future and she completely blocked out any thought of her long-term role in the world.  Staying 
like this for years was simply more than she could bear at the moment.

The game went on fairly normally from there.  Of course normal is relative.  Terri got dressed again, and 
went through a good number of cheers as the game was played, often flashing her breasts or pussy for the 
crowd when a strong cheer was needed.  The halftime show was a bit more charged however, and Terri 
wound herself into a tizzy of sexual need on the field locked in step with Wendy.  Finally, the game was 
over, Morningwood had lost 19-18 and the spoils of war were to be split up.  

"Okay girls, I want all of you who haven't been fucked yet to line up behind me." Brookes yelled out as the 
players walked back to the locker rooms.  Terri watched as about three fourths of the girls lined up behind 
him.  She wondered what was going on for a moment before Wendy explained.

"After a game, all the unused girls get sent over to the winning team to be used as they see fit.  If there 
aren't enough, they take their pick of the used girls like us, but it was a close win tonight and most of the 
girls haven't been used so we'll get to entertain our own players." Wendy explained as Brookes led the 
unfucked girls off to the other teams locker room.  

Terri felt herself gearing up to be used when the football coach tapped her on the shoulder.  "Terri, the 
administrators want you to clean up and head up to their office right away."

Terri set off for the shower without thinking.  She didn't even know where she was going or who these 
administrators were, but the ache of sexual need was being stoked again within her.  Terri didn't dwell on it 
much however, rather she quickly stripped and gave herself a thorough shower, cleaning ever inch of her 
body.  She washed out her well used slit and surprised herself when she gave herself an enema, but again 
she didn't dwell on the reasons for her actions.  Terri simply did them, unthinkingly.  As she was finishing 
she felt a strange distaste for the matted hairs covering her mound.  Terri realized where this notion was 
coming from but she couldn't stifle it either.  Rather she lathered her crotch and removed every unsightly 
hair.  As she finished Terri looked down for a moment appreciating the simple form of her feminine slit.  
Now that she was cleaned up she went back to her locker and found a rather reveling piece of lingerie 
hanging there.  It was a sheer baby doll outfit, creamy white, with frilly sleeves and panties.  Terri had 
never worn anything like it, and while a part of her realized that she was wrapping herself as a gift, a sexual 
thrill coursed through her at the thought of wearing it.

Without a moment's hesitation she pulled on the lingerie and quickly ran over to a full-length mirror to see 
how she looked.  Terri gasped with surprise and satisfaction.  The sheer material hugged her curves, and 
though covering her normally private parts, everything could be seen through the nearly translucent fabric.  
Terri modeled in front of the mirror for a few moments, running her hands over her body, enjoying the 
feeling of silk clinging to her breasts.  She may have been a sexual plaything, but she was proud to be such 
a lovely one.

Terri knew she couldn't delay long, and found herself strolling quickly towards an unknown destination.  
She walked proudly, swaying her hips and pushing forward her breasts as she found her destination.  
Finally, she reached a door deep inside the school and opened it.  Terri quickly walked in and took in the 
surroundings.  The room had the feel of a large Victorian study, with bookshelves lining the walls and 
ornate furniture scattered about.  A range of out of place things were there as well, mostly beds and padded 
benches, as well as a few devices of strange design with handing straps and bars that Terri didn't recognize.  
Centered in the room, just off from the door was a semi circle of chairs, and a dozen people sitting in them.  
Eight were men, for were women, and each looked middle aged or better, all looked up expectantly as Terri 
came in, taking momentary leave of their cigars, drinks, and conversation.  Centered amongst them was one 
truly elderly man with grayed, thinning hair and a heavily wrinkled face accentuated by two hawk like eyes 
that cut Terri straight through to her soul as he puffed merrily on a cigar.

"My, my, you were right, Walter, she will do nicely for her task." The old man spoke appreciatively to one 
of the men to his right.  "Please dear, give us a quick spin."

Terri quickly did as she was told, gracefully doing a full turn to show off her body.  
"Simply lovely, and her performance during the game was a testament to Brookes' new training method.  
We will have to let him take a reward for his good work." The old man continued.  "Now, dear, I will allow 
you a rare sufferance, an ability to speak your true mind for as long as you are in our presence this evening.  
You may ask anything you wish, tell us anything you wish, but you will remain calm and respectful of your 
duties as well.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir, I do." Terri replied, a strange feeling wracking her brain a moment later.  In that instant, the fog 
seemed to lift from her thoughts and she realized fully and completely just what had happened and her 
current predicament.  Still, standing there nearly naked in front of this assembly, Terri couldn't summon the 
ability to cover herself, and that reinforced for her the certainty of her position.

"Sir, can I please cover myself decently?" Terri asked, surprised and glad that she had said just what she 
wanted to, even though she couldn't make a move to fulfill her own desires.

"I think not, in fact I think you've been rather impolite in leaving your lovely young form covered this 
much in our presence." The old man replied, sipping from his glass as he continued to study the girl 
presented before him.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Terri replied, and before she knew it, she was gently pulling down her panties and pulling 
off her top.  Now she was standing completely naked before them, and she simply stood at attention for 
them, pressing her breasts forward and parting her legs slightly.  "Is this better?"

"Much, now, please go about serving the members of our little council as you ask your questions." The old 
man answered.

"Yes, sir." Terri answered, surprised at her own calm obedience.  She chalked it up to t he commands she 
had been given.  She was quite unable to gather up any real resistance, but she did feel strange acting like 
this.  Terri quickly walked over to the man on the right end of the group and presented herself.  "How do 
you wish to use me?"

"I think a good fuck with you riding my cock would be good.  I'm very interested to try out such an 
underutilized pussy." He replied and folded back his chair.

"That's a good choice, I've only had sex six times so I'm still fairly tight." Terri replied as she unbuttoned 
his pants and pulled out his cock, already hard for her.  As soon as she had heard his request she felt a 
switch flip in her mind, and Terri felt her pussy readying itself to be used.  She realized what that meant, 
that she was a self-lubricating sex toy.  Terri didn't even feel any real sexual excitement like she had before, 
it was all oddly clinical, even the realization that she had to wet her pussy to be fucked.  While she stood 
there letting her interior warm up Terri had the chance to ask another question.  "Why did you do this to 
me?"

"Beyond that fact that you are such a lovely young thing, we do have a mission for you to perform, though 
this is hardly the time to go into such things, Terri.  Suffice to say, we have enough pretty girls here to 
serve our whims, but your family and their connections provide us with an invaluable resource, one that 
you will help us exploit." The old man replied as Terri straddled her next sexual partner.

Terri listened intently to his answer as she moved herself into position kneeling around her partner’s waist, 
her slit position just above his waiting shaft.  She didn't wait for instruction, knowing what she had to do, 
and quickly reached between her legs to grab the waiting member and direct it inside her.  Terri took a 
moment to appreciate the feeling of his shaft as she grasped it, never before had she actually wrapped her 
fingers around a man's cock.  In her calmed stated all she could do was note its dimensions and feel before 
she sent it towards its goal.  Terri ran it back and forth over her engorged lips for a moment before finding 
her entrance and sinking the stiff cock into her well-lubricated pussy.  She let out a short gasp as she 
impaled herself, taking in the filling sensation with her calm detachment still reigning. 

Terri was rewarded with a satisfied groan from her partner as she filled herself with his member.  Finally, 
she felt his crotch hairs tickling her now bare pussy lips and leaned forward, looking into her partner’s eyes 
as she began massaging his shaft with her inner muscles.  "Is this pussy meeting you're expectations?"

"Very much so, feel free to begin riding me and continue your conversation." 

"Thank you, and please tell me if there's anything more you'd like this body to do for you." Terri replied as 
she began her work of fucking his cock.  She felt oddly detached to the task, and once she had set up a 
rhythm that her partner clearly was enjoying she turned back to the old man to ask another question as she 
bounced dutifully on her partner’s shaft.

"What's going to happen to me and my family?" Terri asked, her words punctuated by occasionally 
uncontrolled gasps and pants as she continued to fuck away.

"Well, dear, that depends on your father.  Certainly, the rest of your family will be placed firmly under our 
control as well, but your father holds the key to what their future holds.  Though again, you'll find that out 
in due course.  Regardless, you're fate is already set, though we shall discuss that later as I have said." The 
old man took another puff from his cigar and continued.  "I suppose next you'll want to know how we did 
this to you.  Well, I can't say all the particulars, Coach Brookes knows the full techniques best among us, 
but I can tell you the basics.  On the surface, you're controlled by a special form of hypnotic subliminal that 
is attached to every TV and radio signal and part of everything running from a loud speaker.  All this does 
is makes you pliant, and unwilling, even unable to leave this town or contact anyone outside.  You also 
won't notice anything strange, it'll simply pass by as some unremarkable event in your perception.  After 
that, we use special equipment to condition your mind, retune your responses so you'll behave just as we 
want you too at all times, even think what we want you to, when we want you to.  That's where you're at 
now, fully conditioned, and you'll do anything we ask of you, no matter how much you don't want to."

Even as she continued fucking her partner, with part of her mind concentrating fully on the union of pussy 
and cock and her role to pleasure him, Terri felt a spark of outrage at that suggestion a momentary, almost 
foolhardy confidence she had to express.  "You can't, you may be able to make me some kind of sex toy, 
but there are some things even you can't make me do!"

Terri felt a little foolish as soon as she said that, realizing the audacity of her defiant comment as she 
dutifully fucked a man she didn't even know.  Certainly, if they could do this much to her, make her fall 
this far, she didn't even want to think of how much more they could make her do, and she had been stupid 
enough to challenge them and their abilities.

"We shall have to see about that, Terri, and before this night is over, you'll see that you don't have any 
control at all now.  You are our pet now, and while we are very generous, you will serve our purposes, no 
matter what you're true wishes are." The old man smiled and chuckled as Terri let out another sexual gasp 
as she continued fucking one of the administrators of Morningwood.

***


The evening continued like that as Terri serviced the rest of the group.  She fucked two more of them and 
sucked off or ate out the rest.  With her mouth occupied most of the time, the group went on with their 
normal business, which was quite a litany of just whom and what was under their control.  As Terri 
dutifully served their sexual whims, she also contemplated what that meant.  From their conversation, there 
was hardly a major business or government they didn't have their hands in, to one degree or another, all that 
remained was how they planned to finish gaining control.  In her calmed state, Terri couldn't work up much 
concern, but she still felt bothered by the conversation, and the final truth that what little hope she had of 
escape was waning fast.

Finally, the last member of the group gasped in release as Terri skillfully sucked him off.  As she felt his 
seed splashing against the back of her throat, a wave of pleasure swept through her.  She pulled back from 
the man she had just serviced and leaned against the side of his chair as the torrent gripped her.  Terri drew 
in a deep breath as she shivered in the wake of a massive orgasm.  Everything washed away in that blast of 
pure ecstasy, leaving Terri nearly catatonic for a few minutes as her reward was dealt out.

As her thoughts slowly returned, Terri again felt the wonderful pride of service.  It was still a peculiar 
feeling to her, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of grand accomplishment at being able to bring sexual 
pleasure to all of the people in that room.  As they finalized their business, Terri simply stood proudly in 
the corner, reveling in her successes of the evening, and all of the experiences she had just had serving 
these people.  She also took the opportunity to review her performance, and seek out ways to improve, even 
as she had over the course of the evening.  Terri cursed her conditioning for not including more extensive 
training in how to give the most of her body when called upon.  

"Ah, Terri, I believe we have just about finished for the evening, and so I present you with your next task." 
The old man snapped his fingers and a side door open.  Terri looked over to see her younger sister, Amber, 
being wheeled into the room on a gurney.  She looked pleasantly asleep, still dressed in her normal daily 
clothes, with one of Brookes' special headsets over her ears.

Terri gasped with shock as she followed her sister's sleeping form as it was pushed across the room.  She 
had realized that this would be her fate, but to be brought face to face with the reality was something 
beyond her ability to control.  Even against the calm shield that still held her in check, Terri could feel a 
strong sense of fear, anguish and anger.  She fell to her knees with a wail.  "Please don't do this to her!"

"We, have little choice, dear, in fact though, you are going to be responsible for her conditioning.  You 
should be pleased, by doing this, you will be helping to solidify your own conditioning.  Normally, we 
wouldn't do this, but you are so very important, that we need to be sure you're completely under control 
before we send you on your way.  Now, please step up to the panel on the side of her bed and we can begin 
building Amber's new life." The old man explained, watching with satisfaction as he saw Terri regain more 
control with every expression of her importance.

Terri noticed it as well, though she couldn't help it.  The need to serve and please were now rooted in her 
being, even against an act like this.  She couldn't stop herself.  Terri walked over to the computer panel as 
instructed and looked down, at both her sister's sweet face and the control's that would change her forever, 
make Amber a slave just like she had become.  Even as she knew this, and tried to fight against her need to 
obey her new masters, Terri laid her hands upon the controls and waited diligently for the instructions that 
would create Amber's new existence.

"Good, Terri, and now we shall prepare our demonstration for tomorrow." The old man continued, laying 
out for Terri just what her family's fate would be the next day.  Terri grimaced inside with the entirety of 
the events, but worked away, transforming her sister as instructed and preparing herself for her own duties 
in the demonstration.


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.


Part 4 (MC NC MF)


A cool air-conditioned breeze dancing over her naked flesh woke Terri up the next morning.  Her mind 
quickly flashed back to the day before, and was surprised that Gregory hadn't taken advantage of her as she 
shuffled around in her post conditioning state.  It took her only another moment to realize that she was 
thinking clearly again.  She tested herself, thinking of Gregory, and was pleasantly surprised to find that no 
thoughts of subservience or sexual preparation filled her mind.  Satisfied with that she pulled herself out of 
bed and strolled over to the bathroom.  Terri showered and put on a robe that was left hanging inside of the 
bathroom door.  

"Ah, I'm glad to see you finally decided to get up.  Feel free to have breakfast and then we'll begin." 
Gregory greeted.  He was sitting on a couch in the living room, smiling at the alluring form of his charge in 
the form-fitting robe.

Terri nodded timidly at him and proceeded over to the kitchen and poured a bowl of cereal and a glass of 
juice for herself.  She had already been given a tour of her new home last night, and she remembered it 
fully.  She looked over to her apparent keeper as she ate.  "So what's you're nasty plan for me now?"

Gregory flinched at her tone, he had expected it though.  Every one of his other charges was the same way.  
He regretted that he wasn't even allowed to keep one fully subservient girl with him, just to shield him from 
all of the feminine griping he had to endure in the course of his work.  "Well, Terri, I think you're fully 
aware of you're role."

"Yeah, I'm supposed to help you bastdards convert some senator that's trying to stop you're depraved 
organization." Terri spat out.  She was finding her venting most rewarding.  She'd been forced to endure a 
lot over the last few months, even if she'd been warped into accepting it.  Now that she was thinking and 
speaking freely again, she was more than happy to let her keeper know just how displeased she was.

"Good enough, though being too negative could force me to recommend harsher treatment when you finish 
your current task." Gregory replied.  He was in control here, even if it was necessary for Terri to have her 
full faculties at the ready.  Gregory was more than willing to do just as he threatened.

"So what, you'll turn me back into a little sex toy?" Terri scoffed.  

"There are worse fates then that, surely I don't have to enlighten you.  Suffice to say, if you resist to 
strongly, or compromise this mission, you will find yourself in a fate worse than being a willing sex slave, 
Terri.  Now, please finish your meal so we can get to work." Gregory finished.  The worst fear was always 
those conjured in the mind of the victim.  If Terri was sufficiently creative, her own fears would be enough 
to control her, and if not Gregory would have plenty of examples to fill in for her imagination.  She 
wouldn't be the first of the Council's servants to be punished.

Terri decided to turn her attention back to her breakfast with that rebuke.  She did understand her position.  
She hadn't been placed here randomly and her controllers wouldn't just let her go.  Terri even expected that 
there were limits on her behavior and likely even compulsions as well, even if she wasn't aware of them 
yet.  For now, she didn't figure it was her best choice to lash out too much.  There was still a glimmer of 
hope in the immediate future, and only by getting her keeper to let down his guard would she have any 
chance to escape.

 Terri finished her breakfast and Gregory motioned her out to the living area.  "Please disrobe and lean over 
the table here, Terri.  Prepare your pussy as well."

Terri moved into position before she even realized what she had been ordered to do.  She cringed a bit as 
she flattened her breasts on the cool glass surface of the coffee table.  Her pussy responded a moment later 
as well, prepping itself for use.  

"Are you looking for a little doggy sex in the morning, asshole, maybe you want me to bark for you too like 
a good little pet." Terri commented sarcastically as she looked over to her keeper.  Even as the venom 
dripped from her tongue her continued obedience to orders sunk in as well.  Terri realized that she may be 
free of mind for the purposes of her task, but she was no less the slave of these monsters.

"Sorry, my dear, but as much as I will enjoy fully exploring your lovely body, I have other tasks I must 
attend to, and other charges that must be looked in on."  Gregory ran a casual hand over Terri's exposed 
lower back and over her nicely shaped rear.  "Actually, I'm going to outfit you with your new training 
supplies, since you won't be as well tended to as you were in Morningwood.  Please present your ass and 
pussy for entry, Terri."

"And just what's that supposed to mean?" Terri asked as she shifted her rear, arching her back and 
spreading her ass cheeks.  Terri also began to relax her sphincter for entry.  Her anger seethed within her at 
every compliant act.  Terri tried to fight it, but her body seemed to have a mind of it's own, one that listened 
only to Gregory.  She knew she was ready for sex too, her body was fully aroused, and her pussy dripped in 
anticipation of being split wide.  

"Well, my dear little pet, you still have many things to learn as you were telling me yourself on the trip 
here.  I'm just here to help you fulfill you potential." Gregory said.  

A moment later, Terri felt something probing her pussy gates.  Instinctively she arched her back further and 
wiggled her hips till she was able to lodge the tip of the probe within her.  An agonized moan of pleasure 
passed her lips a moment later as her pussy was impaled on the device.  

"Bastard!  Get that thing out of me!" Terri screamed a moment later, trying to compensate for the feelings 
of fulfillment and completion hammering away at her senses.  The old drives were still there, she realized, 
barely concealed below the surface, requiring only her own arousal to be brought back.  Even as she 
screamed at her keeper, her pussy was merrily massaging the device within her, her hips quaking ever so 
slightly in a motion designed to stimulate a cock while resting inside her.

Gregory pulled the device back and was gratified to feel Terri try to follow as it slowly excited her 
steaming interior.  He then pumped the probe into her aching loins, prompting more moans and gasps of 
sexual excitement from his charge.  "Now, Terri, I think though protest to much.  Those are the sounds of a 
woman fully enjoying the pleasures of the flesh."

"Uh, bastard!  I, uh, didn't want to be turned, uh, into a, whore, uh." Terri panted with every filling trust of 
the offending device.  It truly did feel wonderful.  Part of her even enjoyed it, but the humiliation was total 
as well.  Here she was acting like a bitch in heat all at the command of the slimy man standing behind her, 
and there wasn't anything she could do aside from giving her keeper a tongue-lashing.

Terri gasped again a moment later when Gregory withdrew the device fully from her pussy and traced up 
her inner crevice to the puckered whole above.  Terri realized what was going to happen only a moment 
before she felt her muscles fully relax and the device slid deeply into her bowels.  A grunt of discomfort 
flew out of her as the device rested within her.  Terri truly hadn't been used much analy, and even in her 
previously subservient state of mind she hadn't found it to be a very alluring prospect.

Before Terri could stage another protest, she felt another probe slide into her still dripping pussy.  This one 
vibrated slightly, just enough to keep her mentally off balance as she tried to fight off the wonderfully 
pleasant feelings coming from her quivering pussy.  

"I hope you don't mind, Terri but I really don't have time for extended conversation on your position in the 
universe.  Perhaps later we can discuss it, now please open your mouth wide." Gregory commented as he 
slid in front of her.  

Terri looked up to see a dildo like device in his hand.  "Ooh, and now you're really going to shut me up 
huh?"

Gregory didn't pause for a reply, instead he drove the phallus into Terri's waiting mouth and down her 
throat.  She'd had some practice doing this before, so he knew she'd be able to handle herself.  She looked 
up at him with a look of utter contempt even as he could see her suck dutifully on the dildo and her tongue 
dart over its surface.

"Don't worry, Terri, this is just an outfitting session.  Just relax and enjoy."

Terri wondered what he meant for a moment before she felt a strange sensation of being even more filled 
came from between her legs.  Her pussy cried out in a mix of ecstasy and wonder as she felt the device 
within her expand to mammoth proportions.  The phallus seemed to grow without end, penetrating to the 
furthest depths of her pussy, where most of her partners never reached, and its width grew as well.  Terri 
felt she was going to explode as the device seemed to stretch the walls of her tender tunnel to there limit.  
Her mind focused on relaxing her channel as much as possible, a necessity that she couldn't explain, only 
one she had to comply with.  

Terri grunted a moment later with a similar sensation in her ass.  The shaft in her mouth seemed to expand 
as well.  Soon Terri was moaning like a stuffed pig, with all of her holes filled to nearly beyond capacity.  
She looked up to her keeper with a look of pure need, pleading with him, though even she wasn't sure just 
what she wanted.  Release from this torment to be certain, but there were many different paths for that 
release, and Terri was beyond deciding which path to take.

"I'm sorry for any discomfort, but this is necessary to calibrate your training.  The devices that are so 
carefully exploring your dimensions will help me determine just what additional work you need.  I realize 
you'll be sore for a few days, but don't worry, with a little hard work you'll be able accept even larger cocks 
in the future." Gregory took a seat in front of his moaning charge.  "While we're waiting for the probes to 
finish, I'll go outline your training.  We don't know much about the senator personally, he's been very good 
about keeping his private life private.  He's single and unmarried, we also haven't been able to locate any 
past lovers, which is part of the reason for you're extensive training.  What records we do have, suggests 
that he likes younger women, though we realize you may be a bit too young for his tastes outright, but the 
rest of your profile matches with our records perfectly.  Most of your mission has already been conditioned 
into you, so there's no need to worry about it, but your physical condition requires more attention.  Since 
we don't know the senator’s dimensions, you need to be ready to take all sizes with skill.  You will need to 
be tight and capable for even the smallest cocks, and we'll be sure you're ready.  As you've already noticed 
the devices within you can change their size, they also have sophisticated sensors to track every bit of 
pressure applied to its surface.  After each session you're technique and general quality will be analyzed 
and your next session will be programmed in to respond to any deficiencies.  We've also provided a laptop 
for you so you can see in real time just how your technique is progressing."

Gregory stood up and pulled another device around so Terri could see it.  It was a strange skeletal structure 
with several arms.  "This is the ultimate in sexual training devices.  It is an artificial partner, linked to both 
the computer and the penetrating devices.  It also has many other sophisticated sensors to gauge other 
aspects of your performance.  It has optical and voice recognition sensors so it can act autonomously and 
under direction.  This little toy will help you tone your lovely little form into a perfect sex machine."

Terri looked up in both horror and wonder at the device before her.  She was still fully involved with the 
other devices still splitting her open.  Terri could hardly believe her life had come to this.  Tears began to 
slide down her face as she looked into the face of her tormentor.  He let her sob as she was making her 
latest steps down the path of complete enslavement.

***


The next several days were spent in a near haze for Terri.  Every moment of the day at least one of her 
holes were filled.  By the end of the third day it had almost became routine to be walking around the 
apartment with a dildo pulsing away inside her pussy or ass.  She hadn't seen Gregory since the first day.  
He'd taken a few notes on the readings the nearly splitting experiment he'd done and then set off to take 
care of other business.  

Perhaps the oddest thing in her new days were her meetings with the machine.  It was an insatiable lover, 
calling on Terri hour after hour to practice.  The device was an almost living mockery of science fiction 
robots in its behavior to it's subject.

"Slave Terri, please assume missionary position on living room carpet and prepare for vaginal training." 
The robot crackled.  Its voice was deep and masculine with only a slight edge of its speech synthesizer 
being audible.

Terri obeyed as quickly as she could.  She followed its orders as dutifully as from any man, even though 
mentally she still rebelled at the thought of essentially making love to a robot.  Terri quickly assumed the 
proscribed position, arousing herself and spreading her legs.  She watched as the robot rolled between her 
legs and pulled out a dildo tipped arm and pointing it towards her waiting pussy lips.

"Can't get enough of me can you, you rusting piece of junk." Terri spat as her body finished its preparations 
for use.

"Slave Terri, please assume proper dialog for sexual encounters." The robot buzzed.

"Yes, Master, please forgive me." Terri pouted.  Inside she still yearned to tear the wire framed training 
device limb from limb even as her hips lifted to meet its probing phallus.  Being used by dozens of men had 
been bad enough but this was even worse.  Terri had begun to feel like nothing more than sexual toy 
herself, beyond the implanted feelings.  At times like this she felt like a machine being tuned up, not even 
important enough to be given human attention.

"Please enjoy this slave, Master." Terri moaned as the tip of the robot's dildo parted her outer lips.  She 
began to feel her consciousness slip away, replaced by a combination of lust and concentration.  Free 
thoughts impeded proper performance, and she had been well conditioned to seek optimal performance.  A 
part of her always managed to stay latched just barely outside the inner storms of servitude and arousal, and 
truly appreciate that she was making passionate love to a robot.  It was the hardest part of her new training, 
and something that she couldn't really accept.

"Ohh, God." Terri gasped as she felt the thick shaft fill her now eager pussy.  Her earlier training at 
Morningwood was not lost, though she had to admit that she was allowed to enjoy more of the sensations 
generated in her liaisons now.  Terri immediately concentrated on the shaft within her, caressing it with her 
inner folds and slightly bucking her hips.  The robot was giving her a large size for training this time, filling 
her to the depths of her channel and just wide enough to be stretch her comfortable.

"Fuck me, Master, use me like the whore I am."  Terri cried out, her pleas answered a moment later with a 
precise fucking motion from the shaft within her.  Terri didn't miss a beat, being sure to return every thrust 
fully and dutifully, welcoming every slap of the artificial balls below her pussy's entrance.  Her entire body 
was alight with arousal, and enjoying the feeling of the hard dildo moving within her.

"Oh, Master, thank you, thank you for filling me with your wonderful cock.  I love being your slave, 
Master, thank you for letting me be your whore." She moaned as the cadence continued.  Today, her 
language was set to submissive.  Terri found it laughable in a twisted sort of way, the past two days had 
given her the opportunity to be both dominant and partner to her robot lover, at least that's what it sounded 
like.

Suddenly the shaft within her stopped moving and withdrew.  Terri panted for a few moments as the fog of 
arousal abated slightly.  She knew the session wasn't over.  Unlike men, this robot didn't tire, and it would 
continue until it deemed the lesson complete and not before.

"Slave, on your hands and knees like the bitch you are." The robot hummed.

Terri dutifully complied, wasting no time repositioning herself and arching her back for entry.  "Yes, 
Master, I'm you're bitch.  Fuck your bitch, Master, user her like the animal she it." Terri cried.  A small part 
of her flinched at moments like this knowing just how completely she had fallen.  Still, her aroused flesh 
was not easy to tame, and Terri eagerly pushed back against the plunging phallus.  Her entire body rocked 
with passion as dildo sank into her.  The machine started thrusting into her and Terri respond in kind, soon 
her entire body was rocking back and forth in time with the pumping shaft while her breasts bounced freely 
beneath her.

"Ride me, Master, ride your bitch hard." Terri screamed as the tempo increased.  Her pants and moans 
where quickly replaced by whimpers and whines.  She was a bitch after all, an animal in heat.  Her 
formerly articulate coaxing turned to barks and growls of appreciation for the plunging shaft.  Terri had 
done this before, at the behest of several other partners.  In her old state, she'd enjoyed it, knowing how 
much her partners liked her to act like a wild animal.  Now all she could feel was embarrassment and 
shame as she behaved like a hopeless slut for her robotic partner.

Terri continued like this for some time, occasionally changing position and behavior at the behest of her 
mechanical trainer.  Every thrust stoked her passion further and it wasn't long before even her few free 
thoughts were focused, even yearning for the next filling motion of her partners shaft.  The fact that her 
partner was no more than a tool of her keepers melted away to her bodies needs.  The shaft moving within 
her was all that mattered, no matter what it was attached to.

By the end, Terri was on her back again, panting and crying with joy as her pussy continued to practice its 
technique on the plunging dildo.  She felt its pace quicken, mimicking the behavior of a human lover, and 
Terri brought her full attention to its final thrusts.  Her entire body ached for release as she thrust back 
against the plunging shaft.  Everything focused on the enter and retreat within her aching depths, each time 
pushing Terri's writhing flesh one step closer to release.

Terri cried out with the final plunge into her depths, her pussy squeezing down on the dildo within her as 
she felt it pulse against her tender interior.  The familiar sensation of her depths filling with a man's seeds 
spurred her final release.  Terri laid there on her back, quivering and moaning with pure bliss, her naked 
flesh sheening with sweat.  The familiar rush of fulfillment flooded Terri's being.  Rationally she knew just 
what her partner was, but her conditioned mind didn't care about reality.  Terri luxuriated in the feeling of 
warmth in the depths of her pussy, evidence that she had succeeded in fulfilling her purpose of receiving a 
man's seed.  As her orgasm receded, her inner pride took center stage as she sat up.  Terri beamed with a 
sense of accomplishment as she lapped up the remains of her lovemaking.  She knew it was a semen 
substitute used by the robot for realism, but it didn't matter.  To Terri it was a man's seed, and the fact that it 
was running out of her pussy was a sign of fulfilling her ultimate purpose.

"Thank you for honoring your humble slave, Master.  I eagerly await your next use of my body." Terri 
chimed, completing her session with the robot trainer.

"Good, Slave Terri, I will analyze your performance for our next session." The robot hummed and then 
drove off into its corner.

"Bastards!" Terri yelled out to no one in particular as she recovered mentally.  She didn't know how much 
more of this she could take before going stir crazy.  It was only the glimmer of hope that Senator Summers 
provided that kept her from completely surrendering, from completely giving in to her fate.  Terri knew if 
she failed, all was lost, both for herself and her family, and that the rest of her life would be spent as a 
sexual puppet.

***


"Good morning, Ms. Jackson, the senator is ready to see you.  Please follow me." An office aid directed 
Terri towards the door to Senator Summers' private office.  

Terri braced her self for her first meeting.  Here was the man she was to convert or the man who could free 
her.  She didn't know what to expect for a man that had an organization capable of fully enslaving anyone 
trembling with fear.  Terri had gotten up this morning as energetically as she had been in a long time, 
anticipating this very meeting.  Her outfit was fairly conservative, if flattering, nothing more than a full 
length skirt and a simple long sleeved blouse, though every contour had been carefully tailored to 
exemplify her youthful frame.  On her way to the office, Terri noticed several men give her a healthy 
looking over and she found herself appreciating their attention, even to the point of taking on a very sexy 
walk down the streets and corridors.  It was a near instinctual behavior now, even as she tried to stop 
herself, it required her complete concentration not to strut her stuff.  Terri knew why she behaved that way, 
though, the good senator had apparently appreciated women who weren't afraid to flaunt their sex appeal, 
and thus Terri found herself doing such things.

The aid opened the door and Terri casually strutted into the office, and looked into the eyes of her target.  
Instantly her heart melted, Senator Summers was the perfect man, everything she had ever wanted.  Terri 
turned his every flaw into a virtue, from his slightly balding brown hair to his need for a few hours at the 
gym, all elements of his wonderful essence.  For a moment she just stood there taking in the awesome 
presence of the senator, wishing she could spread give herself to him right then.

"Good morning, Terri.  Are you alright?" Rob asked as he looked over his new intern.  He'd been more than 
a little concerned about her after Mark had arranged the internship.  Rob didn't know what was up, but he 
just had a strange feeling about the whole deal, though most of his concerns left him as he took his own 
appreciation of his stunning new intern.  He could scarcely believe she was just out of high school, given 
how old she looked and the way she carried herself.

"Yes, Mr. Summers, I'm just still getting used to all this.  I didn't really know what to expect.  Thanks for 
letting me intern with you, I'm ready to help you any way I can." Terri beamed, careful not to let her tone 
sound too promiscuous, while still leaving a suggestive undertone.  In her past encounters, there had never 
been any real banter, or gamesmanship in her encounters, she'd simply hiked up or dropped her skirt and 
then fucked like a rabbit until her partner finished.  This was a different game, one that she didn't really 
know, but anticipated that her conditioning had accounted for.

"I'm glad I could help you, Terri.  I was a little surprised when your father asked for this favor though.  
How is the old man doing?" Rob asked, trying to place the girl in front of him.  He always had a knack for 
figuring people out quickly, what they wanted and what they'd do to get it.  His instincts were flaring, as 
well with this young lady, telling him something that he didn't really believe quite yet.  Rob considered the 
possibility that she was interested in him personally, it was just something in her look and manner that set 
him off.  He didn't know what to do about it, though he acknowledged the idea had more than a little allure.

"Oh, Dad's enjoying his new position.  It's very relaxing for him and its done wonders for his relationship 
with my sister and I.  He hardly spends an evening out of the house anymore." Terri smiled.  She giggled a 
bit inside at her memories of those nights spent at home with her father, and sometimes other men or boys 
as well.  Terri idly wondered just how much fun Rob would be in bed.  That thought caught her conscious 
mind, settling her wonder about her conditioning.  Her hope in finding salvation from the senator was 
perhaps more wishful thinking than she had hoped.  

"I'm glad to hear it.  Mrs. Andrews here will help get you to work, and she'll answer any questions you may 
have.  If you need to talk to me please let her know and I'll squeeze you in a soon as possible. Okay?" Rob 
answered.  There was definitely something odd about this girl, he thought and he was going to have to find 
out what that was.  He had his suspicions and he certainly wasn't going to act on them yet.  Too many 
strange things had been happening to tip his hand now.  

"That's great, Mr. Summers." Terri chimed.  Something in his voice told her that he was into her, and Terri 
was glowing at the prospect.  She could hardly wait to seduce him and let him have his way with her.

"Good, and please call me Rob.  If it's alright with you I'd like to have lunch on Friday so I can catch up on 
how your old man is doing and just what I can do for you while you're here."  Rob said.

"Thanks, Rob, I'd love to.  I'll see you then." Terri said as she strutted out of the office.  She barely 
contained her anticipation for that meeting, and the potential it provided.

As Terri passed the secretary's desk, she heard Rob speak.  "Please reschedule my Friday afternoon 
appointments, Mrs. Andrews, I'll need to meet with Mr. Smith and reserve me a table at the Fair Weather 
Club for Friday lunch."

Terri smiled at that, not only was she getting a personal chance so soon with her darling senator, she was 
even being taken to an exclusive club.  She could hardly believe her luck, and her thoughts immediately 
took to her methods at her next meeting with the senator, and how she'd get herself into his bed as quickly 
as possible.

***


Terri looked up from her notes as she heard a knock on the door.  Since meeting with the senator, she found 
herself obsessed with him.  Over the course of the week, she sought out every piece of information she 
could on him and studied it while doing her normal exercises.  Terri realized her state, even that it had to be 
induced by her keepers, but it didn't matter.  She couldn't help herself, and she focused nearly all her energy 
into preparing herself for her next encounter.

The dildo lodged up her pussy felt strange as she walked over to the door.  She didn't normally go walking 
around like that, but she couldn't take it out unless absolutely necessary, just like the one she was practicing 
her oral technique with.  Even as she looked out the peephole on the door, she was dutifully running her 
tongue over the dildo.  One thing she did appreciate about her training devices was their life like response, 
pulsing and twitching just like a real cock would under this kind of stimulation.  

Gregory was at the door, and Terri let him in.  She nodded to him as she shut the door.

"Good Evening, Terri.  You may pause your oral training for the moment.  How are you doing?" He asked 
as he watched Terri pull the device from her mouth, her tongue and lips suckling at the false cock until she 
pulled it fully away.

"I'm just trying to get myself ready for Rob, you bastard.  I need every moment of my time to hone myself 
for him.  Why don't you go pick on one of your other slaves?" Terri bit back.  She felt a visceral hatred for 
this man, though now it was being warped around her new reason for being.  Terri was preparing herself for 
her senator, and anything that stood in her way or slowed her down was to be despised.

"I understand, Terri.  That's why I'm here.  Please lean over the couch here, I need to make sure you're 
ready for him." Gregory asked, enjoying the site of his charge bending over the couch and arching her back.  
There wasn't any doubt in either of their mind just what he meant.

"Okay, then, just get it over with." Terri replied as she hiked up her skirt and spread her legs.  Her pussy 
ramped up for a good fucking while it made practice squeezes on the device currently within her.

"I see you like the senator.  Are you looking forward to your mission now?" Gregory asked as he pulled the 
dildo out of Terri's aching pussy.  She gasped slightly as he pulled it out and moved her hips to keep it 
inside her for as long as possible.  Gregory dropped the device to the floor and quickly readied himself and 
took position behind Terri.

"Oh, Yes, I can't wait till I can make love to him."  Terri replied.  She felt Gregory's cock sliding between 
her legs and she shifted her hips to help him move into place.  

"But you aren't so eager to help me enjoy your body are you?" Gregory teased as he rested the head of his 
shaft just inside Terri's gates.

"No, you asshole, it's humiliating how you've had me fucking that machine of yours and how you decided 
to put your cock inside me with out so much as a please or thank you." Terri snipped at her keeper.  Inside 
she was aching to be filled.  She'd had that dildo inside of her most of the evening, and now that she was 
fully aroused for fucking, her pussy felt wantonly empty.  

Gregory smiled at that and shoved his cock forward.  Terri's long moan of sexual fulfillment gratified him 
immensely as he sank to the very depths of her channel.  Finally, his sack slapped up against her nether lips 
and Gregory moaned himself, enjoying the sensation of being encased in a tight responsive pussy.  With 
her fully impaled, Gregory lifted Terri's upper body and helped her get her shirt off.  As soon as the 
garment hit the floor Terri was stand up with both breasts being cupped and her pussy filled to capacity.

"You have a very nice set of titties, Terri, and I'm impressed with your vaginal discipline.  The senator will 
love you." Gregory commented as he gently squeezed on her firm orbs.  He so rarely took the time to 
appreciate the perfect nature of a woman’s breasts that he couldn't help but take the time to admire such 
fine specimens as Terri's pair.

"Thanks." Terri blushed.  She stood there not know quite what to do as her partner took his time to explore 
her breasts.  Terri rarely had her tits so carefully attended to that she found herself luxuriating in the 
kneading motions of her keepers hands and gasping at his occasional tweaking of her fully hardened 
nipples.  It was such a casual sensation that she couldn't help but to enjoy it.

"I hope you've found plenty of material to study on the good senator." Gregory commented as he pushed 
Terri back over the couch.  Before she even had a chance to reply, he was thrusting into her yielding flesh, 
enjoying her trained and controlled pussy.  It wasn't hard to appreciate Terri either, even untrained, he 
suspected that she was a great ride and now she was near perfection.  Gregory regretted that he hadn't had 
the chance to engage her before, but other duties required attending to, and other pussies required his 
examination.  

"Uh, yes, there's lots of, uh, information on Rob, uh, he's a wonderful and, uh, active Senator." Terri 
grunted as she matched Gregory's awe striking movements within her.  Her anger had been swept away by 
arousal and subservience.  All that matter now was the cock plunging into her, and anything that her keeper 
wanted to know.  

"Good, I'm sure you'll have plenty to talk about tomorrow then, and I certainly hope that Senator Summers 
will get a taste of your treasures, Terri.  I know he'll enjoy them as much as I am." Gregory said as he 
continued riding her.  With that he let the conversation fall away and paid full attention to the lovely young 
woman he was currently enjoying.  

Terri was thankful for that, allowing her entire focus to rest on her method, and the pleasure he was 
sparking inside her.  

It wasn't long before their coupling became another wild bout of pants and moans.  Terri preferred not to be 
an articulate lover, and was grateful that Gregory seemed to like her that way as well.  It was hard to stay in 
the mood when constantly debasing herself.  The pair thrust against each other in earnest, both seeking the 
same goal, and both expertly handling the other.  

Terri soon began to feel her own fires rising and carefully managed her own arousal to time with Gregory's.  
Her attention latched onto the cock moving inside her and finally she felt him reach towards his own frantic 
release.  Terri let loose her inner floodgates, allowing herself to be consumed by sexual ecstasy as her 
pussy clamped down on the invader, spasming as only an orgasming channel can.  Her channel filled with 
Gregory's hot seed a moment later, spurring on another fulfilling wave to course over Terri as she savored 
the feeling of being honored.

"Oh, thank you, Master." Terri panted as she recovered from her own orgasm.

"Well, you do make quite the little sex toy, Terri.  I'm glad I had the opportunity to enjoy your ripe little 
body and I don't think Senator Summers will be able to turn you away." Gregory replied as he pulled her 
back against him, cupping her breasts again as he whispered into her ear.  "And don't worry Terri, as soon 
as we've finished dealing with the senator, we'll be placing you into our general pool.  I think we're looking 
for another high quality whore for our DC brothel, and I hear your sister is doing a fine job entertaining 
down there now.  I'm sure there would be plenty of demand for a sisterly duo.  Just think of it.  All the 
cocks you could want with little Amber at your side."

Terri quivered at the thought.  So much honor, so much pleasure and to be able to watch Amber being used, 
just like when they were home.  "You'd let me do that?  I'll be wonderful to serve so many cocks.  I'm 
getting hotter just thinking about it."

Gregory smiled again, enjoying just how twisted Terri's priorities became when she was in her post 
orgasmic state.  "Certainly, Terri, we wouldn't dream of letting your talents go to waste."

Terri sighed.  Now all she had to do was make love to Senator Summers and her future was set.  Not only 
would she get to enjoy Rob, but many other men as well and she get to do it all with Amber.  In that 
moment, with Gregory's seed still dripping from her, Terri couldn't think of a more fulfilling future.

***


Rob took another opportunity to appreciate his guest as he pulled out a chair for her to sit.  No one would 
believe Terri was just out of high school the way she decked herself out today.  She was wearing a very 
sharp, and form fitting business dress with a skirt that ended just above the knees. Her hair was pulled into 
a very professional looking bun that helped offset her otherwise youthful features.  Rob could hardly blame 
any of the men who had leered at her as they entered the restaurant, he could barely keep his eyes off her as 
either.  To top it all off, Terri seemed to welcome the attention, and kept dropping tantalizing comments 
that normally would have been encouragements.

"So, your sister Amber is in town.  What's she doing?" Rob asked as he took his own seat.

"She's at a special gymnastics camp for the summer.  It's really exclusive, but Amber just stunned the 
admissions board with her performance and they decided to accept her.  I'm hoping to go visit her this 
weekend and maybe take in a performance or two myself."  Terri replied.  If only her mission with Rob 
went well, she would be able to enjoy her weekend there.

"Sounds like a wonderful opportunity.  I hope she makes the most of it." Rob said.  Something in her tone 
left him feeling like she wasn't being fully candid.  The emphasis and phrasing was wrong some how.  But 
it didn't matter now, Rob had already taken steps to figure out exactly what was going on with his new 
intern.

"I know she will.  I just wish I could have been doing that kind of thing at her age.  Still, I am glad to have 
my own opportunities, like being at your service, Rob."  Terri winked and gave him a sly smile.  She 
flushed as he smiled back.  Only another hour of this and maybe she could get him to cancel his afternoon 
appointments, Terri thought.  She could barely contain her excitement, but there was still a good bit of 
gamesmanship left.

"Well, I'm glad to have such a lovely young woman on board, Terri.  I hope you don't mind that I took the 
liberty of ordering for us already." Rob said as he watched the waiter bringing out their meal.

"Of course not, Rob, I'm sure you know just how to satisfy a woman’s appetites." Terri commented 
confidently.  Every intuitive sense told her that he was into her as much as she wanted him.  All that 
remained was the final dance, and Terri wanted to keep it short and sweet.

The waiter casually placed their meals in front of them and shuffled off to other things.  Rob lifted his glass 
of wine and looked over to Terri.  "A toast, to the possibilities that await us."

Terri nodded and lifted her glass to meet his, appreciating the brief chime as they met.  She downed nearly 
half the glass in one gulp and looked to her companion and smiled.  Terri could hardly believe her luck, she 
could scarcely wait to make love to this man before her.  To bask in such greatness was more than she 
could have hoped for.  

Rob sat back for a moment, sipping at his own glass and taking another moment to appreciate Terri's 
radiance.  He wondered just how much of her was really being reflected in her outward appearance right 
now.  She was so lovely, but so unlike any young woman he had know in the last ten years of his life, so 
confident and forward with her intent.  Rob couldn't accept that this was the real Terri Jackson, and in only 
moments he'd know for certain.

Terri wondered why he started to look at her strangely, studying her like some kind of lab rat.  It was only a 
moment before she felt the effects of her drink begin to kick in.  Terri had never had much experience 
drinking, but she felt something was wrong as her mind began to fog over.  Before she could even raise her 
voice in protest, everything seemed to fade into a calm void.

Rob shot up and grabbed Terri before she fell out of her chair.  Two waiters were there a moment later and 
carried the young lady out of the dining room.

"So, is everything in place?" Rob asked another man who had been sitting behind him before.

"Just as you ordered.  We'll have a complete blood work and neural scan done on her before the drug can 
wear off.  What are you going to do with her?"  Marcus Smith replied.  He was one of Rob's oldest 
compatriots in the war against the organization.  Marcus had helped many of Rob's friends and family fade 
away and out of danger and now he was going to help unlock another piece of the puzzle.

Rob picked up Terri's purse and opened it up.  Inside he found a small pair of headphones with several 
extra metal extensions and a small digital sound player.  "What do you make of this?"

"Good God, we are hot today, Rob, that's got to be one of their programming devices.  Let's get over to the 
lab and test this thing out quick.  We'll have to return it to Terri before we let her go." Marcus replied, 
taking the device and running down the same path Terri had just been taken.  He did regret that he'd have to 
surrender the device so soon, but it was imperative that Terri believe that her identity hadn't been 
discovered.  The entire operation hinged on her not being aware of the information she was about to reveal.

Rob followed his friend down to the lab.  He hadn't expected such luck himself, but it concerned him as 
well.  Not only was Terri certainly a convert but that meant bad things for the rest of her family as well.  
Rob hated to see friends put through this, and he knew it was his fault Terri was in the state she was in.  
The fate of her family worried him as well, and yet he wouldn't be able to ask her even if she could tell the 
truth.  Now all that remained was to determine just what form her control took.

***


Rob looked over Terri's sleeping form with dismay.  His people had been going over her for hours now, and 
Marcus had just returned with the preliminary results from her tests and the little device she had been 
carrying.

"Man, they have fucked her up good.  I can hardly believe they could do this kind of thing so organically, 
but damn." Marcus shook his head as he handed over the results of the initial blood work and brain scans.  
"Terri's had high levels of natural endorphins, adrenaline and hormones coursing though her for months.  
Her brain has been completely reconfigured.  As far as I can tell, they've completely reworked her thought 
patterns from what normal people have.  And that device she was carrying, damn is it nasty.  We hooked it 
up to one of our prisoners, and his brain essentially turned to mush.  The headset sets up some kind of 
neural electric field that basically allows the brain to be rewired, and then the audio carries your new 
thought patterns, just completely reworking beliefs, priorities, compulsions.  I knew they were doing some 
nasty shit, but I never imagined they'd gotten this far."

Rob reviewed the work in silence.  It certainly was a staggering realization.  His enemy was more powerful 
than they had expected.  With this kind of technology anyone could become one of their puppets and not 
even realize it.  Something had to be done, and Rob quickly hatched a plan, darkness fitted these people 
well, and Rob was about to try shining some light on them.  "Can you reverse the programming?"

"Sure, eventually, now that I know how they do it.  Are you planning on bringing our good guest back?" 
Marcus asked.  He appreciated just how Terri had been modified too.  The centers of the brain that had 
been stimulated and those reduced led him to one conclusion of Terri's role in life aside from her 
infiltration duties.  He stole a lustful look out at her, appreciating how enjoyable a partner she would have 
been, and slightly regretting that he couldn't enjoy her himself.  

"No, but I do have an idea." Rob replied and turned to his ally to begin his greatest undertaking in 
countering the threats against him and all freedom loving people.

***


Terri walked into the Organization's club with great anticipation.  It had taken much begging and a few 
good fucks with Gregory to convince him to let her visit Amber even though she hadn't yet had the chance 
to seduce Rob yet.  Terri still wondered about just what had happened to her at lunch on Friday, but 
excluding a few lost hours, she couldn't find anything out of place.

"Thank you, Master, it's so kind of you to let me see my sister." Terri chimed as she walked into the lobby.  
She couldn't wait to see Amber again, and maybe even get a chance to cooperatively serve a man.  

"No problem, slut, now please obey the club rules." Gregory pointed to a sign over the door.  'All slaves 
must be nude or in costume, leashes preferred.' the sign read.

"Of course, Master, forgive me." Terri begged as she ripped off her clothes.  "Would you like me to wear a 
leash, Master?"

"I think so, very fitting to your new life, wouldn't you say?" Gregory replied.

Terri pulled a leash and collar off a rack full of them.  "Yes, Master, I am just a slut slave now."

"Ah, and you do make a fine one.  Now, let us take care of your reunion and the other business at hand.  I 
have a special present for you." Gregory said appreciating the full beauty of his naked slave.  Her 
reconditioning had fully settled in again, and Terri had returned to a state of near mindless devotion to her 
new life.  Her body was still that of a trim teenager, and Terri held herself proudly, pushing out her breasts 
and seductively swaying her hips as she walked into the main lobby.

Terri preheated her pussy almost instantly as she looked in on a sea of writhing flesh that was the purpose 
for the club.  Girls and women were all about in some state of throwing themselves upon their current male 
partners.  Terri could barely keep herself from joining in, envious that her sister had been able to enjoy so 
much cock while she was forced to train with a machine.  Even so, she was proud that Amber had been 
such a good slut that she had been called upon for this duty, to service so many men was an honor few sluts 
could hope for.

Terri did take notice of several less than cooperative slaves, still behaving like the dutiful sex toys they 
were becoming, but fighting back as much as they could with words.  Terri wished she had the time to 
console them, to let them know how great it was to be a sex toy, how great it was to be honored with male 
attentions.  She remembered her own inner struggles, and she couldn't understand what had motivated her 
to resist.  Being a slave was her natural state, and Terri could no longer comprehend another possibility.

Finally, they arrived in a private room containing nothing more than two curtained beds.  One bed was had 
it's curtains down, hiding someone’s profile, while the other was open to view and Terri squealed happily at 
the sight.  Amber was on hands and knees with a man pumping furiously into her pussy.  Her entire body 
bounced with every thrust, as Amber grunted in pure pleasure as she was being well used.

"Hi, Terri!" Amber cried out with joy as she bounced on the bed.  She turned to her partner.  "Please slow 
down, slave, so I can talk to my sister."

"Yes, Mistress," came the immediate response from Amber's partner while his trusts slowed to a very 
casual pace.

"Oh, Terri, I can't thank you enough for this slave, now I can fuck any time I want, even if a Master doesn't 
want me!" Amber chimed.

"I'm glad to see you so happy, and being such a good slut, but I didn't do anything, Amber." Terri replied, 
wondering just what Amber was talking about.

"It's very simply, my little slut, while you didn't have the chance to convert the good senator Summers 
directly, you led us to his lair.  In thanks we've given Amber one of his associates, once Marcus Smith.  
Thanks to a little conditioning he's become a very attentive slave, and also revealed all of his secrets to us.  
I'm sure he can appreciate his fate, but as you know, my willing little slave, our programming is impossible 
to resist.  I haven't forgotten you either, and you're gift is waiting for you on the other bed.  Please enjoy 
him and your sibling for as long as you like.  After that we'll introduce you to our regular guests, you'll be 
one of the pleasure slaves here from now on, so please enjoy yourself." Gregory explained.

"Oh, Master, thank you, I'm so glad you're going to let me serve all this wonderful men.  I'll be a good 
pleasure slave, Master, you'll be proud of me." Terri cried out with joy.  Everything she wanted was being 
handed to her, and she was even being given her own slave to enjoy.  Terri could scarcely believe her good 
fortune, and ran over to the other bed to reveal her pet.

Resting on the bed was a fully naked man, his cock stiff and ready.  Terri surveyed him for a moment, 
taking in the shear splendor of her own slave.  She swooned as she looked over the body of her former 
target, now Rob would serve her, help her to become a better slave of her own.  

Terri climbed the bed and sat on her knees beside him.  She looked him in the eyes, and was met back by a 
blank stare followed by a slow awakening of his features.

"This slave awaits your command, Mistress, and your programming.  I have been conditioned to obey your 
orders, and accept any dictates from you, though I am otherwise still former Senator Robert Summers.  
Please use me as you wish, and mold me into whatever shape you like." Rob said in a strange monotone.  
He had been converted the very same evening that he had let Terri go, and had surrendered his seat 
immediately there after.  Following that, Rob was taken to a training center where obedience and basic 
precepts of his new life were burrowed into his mind.  He still knew who and what he was, and unless 
commanded otherwise by his mistress, would retain that sense of self.

"Oh, Rob, that's wonderful, isn't it?" Terri asked as she ran her fingers over his naked chest, enjoying a 
man's presence like she had never been able to before.  She idly considered what to do with her new slave 
first.

"No, Mistress, please let me go, don't you remember that they did this to you too?  I don't want to be you're 
slave, I just want to end this madness." Rob replied, still relieved to be able to think for himself, but given 
what he'd seen done to Terri, he had little doubt that he wouldn't himself for much longer.

"I know, Rob, and it's the most wonderful thing to be a sex toy.  You'll understand soon, it's your purpose in 
life to bring please to a woman after all.  Isn't it?" Terri asked, she couldn't think of anything else a male 
slave could be good for aside from servicing women.  

"Yes, Mistress, can I serve you now?" Rob found himself asking, he could almost feel his thoughts shifting 
with Terri's simple statement.  Thoughts of escape flew from his mind, replaced by a need to serve his 
mistress.  Rob no longer saw Terri as his friend’s daughter, but as his personal goddess, and he was ecstatic 
that he would have the chance to pleasure her.  Deep down, he knew this was all part of his reprogramming, 
but his efforts to fight back were nothing against the weight of his new purpose.

"Good, slave, now I want you to give me an orgasm with just your tongue." Terri replied, lying down 
beside her new slave.  

"Thank you, Mistress." Rob immediately began to caress Terri's body and brought his head between her 
legs.  He couldn't think of anything he'd rather be doing than enjoying the soft feminine musk of his 
Mistress.  It was important that he serve her, and he was honored to do it.  Rob would never have believed 
how lucky he felt to be her slave, though he would always have enjoyed the position he was taking.

"Oh, that's a good slave, serve your Mistress." Terri moaned as she felt her slave's tongue caress her 
aroused nether lips.  She was in heaven, enjoying her new slave and looking forward to a wonderful future 
as a pleasure slave.  The occasional exclamations of her sister only made Terri happier.  Not only was she 
going to get to serve so many men, her sister would be at her side all the way.  In that moment, Terri 
smiled, fully gratified that she'd had the chance to move to a little town called Morningwood, and given the 
chance to enjoy a pleasure filled and honorable life.

The End.


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