Once Keera felt that the drug had worn off enough for Neenah to comprehend the information about training, she began to explain.
“Master normally has three slaves at one time. After hearing of Anthar’s conquest, he sold two in order to gain two younger slaves. Since I had been with Master the longest, I was kept in order to guide you and the other slave through training. Normally, slaves are trained by Master’s assistants, leaving Master free to do business and see us only when his pleasure dictates, but for some reason, he has decided to do your training himself.
“Slaves have no claim to anything, be it another person or any material possessions. We are not allowed to own anything, even clothing. We are to remain naked at all times within Master’s compound unless he sends special outfits for us to wear. If we are to travel and the weather is cold, we are allowed to wear clothing, but we must shed them as soon as we are within a temperature controlled climate.
“Master is our owner, and we must obey his commands. We can do nothing without Master’s permission. When in the presence of anyone that is not a slave, we may not speak unless given permission to do so. Also, if Master asks you a question, you must address him as Master. If you forget, you will be punished.
“Most of the time, we must remain in our rooms unless Master calls for us, but occasionally, he will allow us to go outside and roam around the compound. Training consists of Master giving you orders to do specific things. Training continues until Master is satisfied that you know how to obey. Any hesitation or resistance shown to Master’s orders brings immediate punishment.
“Master takes good care of us but expects complete obedience and submission. During training, you will remain in this room at all times. Food will be brought to you, and I will take care of your cleanliness. Once training has been completed, you will be moved into the slaves’ quarters.
“Your room there will be very similar to this one except there will be a separate bathing chamber that we all share, and you will also have the ability to make or order your own food and drink. However, keep in mind that if Master sees that you are abusing this ability, he will disconnect the food server. Do you have any questions?”
Neenah sat silently for a bit, trying to absorb the information that Keera had imparted to her. “You said use for his pleasure; this means that I am being used for a sex slave, correct?”
“Yes, that is correct. Slaves are categorized according to the service they perform. While slaves can actually be used in any capacity their owner wishes, generally they are used in the category in which they were placed. Master uses us for his pleasure, but he does allow us pleasure in return if we are obedient. Generally, Master will choose one slave as his primary, and share the other two with business associates. Occasionally, he will rent us out for big parties or conventions.”
“I see. What exactly is done during training?”
“Because you are a virgin, you will not only be trained for obedience to Master, but you will also be taught sexual techniques. You must be sure to put forth one hundred percent effort or you will be punished. Master has no patience for laziness. I can’t really go into specifics of what will be done; that is against the rules. I have pretty much told you all that I can.
“The most important thing I can tell you to prepare you for what is to come is to obey Master without hesitation and remember the rules. This will ensure as little punishment as possible and will shorten your training period. I must leave you now. Training will begin tomorrow. Lights will be out shortly.
“Even though you slept on the trip here, you should still be able to sleep, and you should really try to do so. Tomorrow will be very long since training lasts all day. Good night Neenah.” Keera rose from the floor and carrying the now empty tray, exited the room, the smooth steel door gliding shut behind her.
Neenah remained on the floor thinking about the predicament in which she had found herself. Having very little knowledge of sex, she was not sure what was in store for her during training. The only information she had about sex she learned during her education. Male genitalia entered the female genitalia in order to bring about reproduction. She was unaware of any other aspect of it.
The idea of having to remain silent and following orders did not sit very well with someone who was used to giving orders. Punishment did not sound very appealing either. Neenah vowed to try and keep her composure and follow commands. Punishment was not an activity that she relished.
Abruptly, the lights went out, and Neenah lay down and tried to sleep. For quite some time, it eluded her and thoughts of what might happen to her the next day tumbled in her head. Finally, after what seemed like hours to Neenah, she drifted off to a fitful sleep.
Neenah woke to bright lights and the sound of the door sliding open to allow the entrance of Keera.
“Good morning, time to wake up!” Keera cheerfully chirped. “I have brought you breakfast. You need to eat all of it so you will have plenty of strength for today’s training session. Once you finish eating, I will get you washed up and then you will be ready to begin training.”
Keera set the tray containing breakfast in front of Neenah and then walked to the door. “I am going to go get the stuff for your washing. I will be back shortly. Get your breakfast eaten while I am gone.”
Neenah slowly ate her breakfast, trying to get fully awake. She was unsure what the time was but felt that it must be early because she was still quite sleepy. As she was taking the last bite of her breakfast, Keera re-entered the room carrying a basin and bathing supplies.
“All done? Come on over here to the sink and we will get you washed up.” Keera filled the basin with warm water and then poured in an amber colored liquid. She put the washcloth in the basin and swirled it around, creating bubbles in the water.
Wringing the excess water out of the washcloth, Keera rubbed it over Neenah’s body, being sure to wash under her arms and paying special attention to Neenah’s pussy and ass. She then ran water in the sink, rinsing the soap out of the washcloth so she could get the suds off Neenah’s skin.
After she had finished rinsing, Keera took a bottle of lotion and poured a generous amount into her hand. “We must keep your skin soft and supple for Master,” she said as she vigorously rubbed the lotion into Neenah’s skin.
“All right, now you are ready for your training session. Master should be here shortly. You need to go kneel down on the rug and bow your head. Keep your head bowed even after Master walks in unless he tells you to look at him. You never look him in the eyes unless he allows it,” instructed Keera as she walked out of the room.
Neenah kneeled on the rug as instructed, bowing her head and wondering how she had gone from being the ruler of a planet to being a slave who had no rights. Losing her planet to the reprehensible Nargs was bad enough but being sold into slavery was heaping insult upon injury.
She had always prided herself on being able to control her emotions, but today, they were threatening to get the better of her. “I will not panic,” she thought as her body betrayed her, trembling with fright. She had no idea what to expect of training.
Being Queen of Anthar meant that she was not allowed any knowledge of sex. Reproduction was the only part that she had been taught and even then, she didn’t understand what the female or male reproduction parts were. Because Queens must stay virgins throughout their reign, Neenah was not allowed to even have sexual thoughts.
Any exposure to sex was thought to increase the chance of a Queen defying tradition, which would lead to her dethroning. So, Neenah lived a sheltered life, having no friends since they might talk of their sexual experiences. Neenah was as untouched and pure as possible, considering that she had never even touched herself. Even self sex was not allowed for a Queen, for that was thought to lead to sex with others.
Neenah was startled when the door slid open, and it took all of her self-control not to look up to see who had entered.
“Very good, slave, you are the first slave in a while to maintain e
nough control to not look up after being told to keep your head bowed,” said a deep voice that sounded vaguely familiar to Neenah. “Stand up but keep your head bowed.”
Neenah did as she was told and a powerful hand with long graceful fingers moved underneath her chin to attach a thin sliver chain to her collar.
“Follow me. It is time to begin your training.”
The chain tightened, and Neenah had no choice but to follow along. They walked down the long corridor and turned right; entering a doorway that Neenah thought at first was just another corridor. Neenah couldn’t see much of the room they had just entered, but it seemed to be quite large and filled with different types of furniture.
“Your training will be two fold and a little more extensive than normal. Considering the traditions of your home planet, I know that you have no knowledge of what sex is. You will learn during training how to give and receive sexual pleasure. Your primary job as a sex slave will be to service me at any time I choose. You may also be given to others for use. You also must learn to obey me at all times. Any hesitation or resistance on your part will result in punishment.
“In order for you to understand how to give pleasure to others, you must first learn what pleasure feels like and how to control yourself.”
Neenah was led to a reclining chair and pushed back into it. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the chair so that she was unable to use her limbs to defend herself.
“Since you have no idea what an orgasm feels like, you need to experience one so that you know what to expect. After this time, you will not be allowed to cum no matter what is being done to you unless you are given permission. One more thing, you may make appropriate noises to show your arousal, but you may not speak at any time unless I have asked you a specific question.”
Master took Neenah’s breasts in his hands, squeezing and kneading them, eliciting an involuntary moan from Neenah. One hand traveled down her stomach and slid between her legs.
“No, do not do that. I can’t be touched, please!” Neenah cried.
“Hush slave. You forget your place. You are no longer bound by the traditions of your race. There is no longer a throne for you to lose, nor any keepers of the traditions to kill you,” Master said as his finger traced the outline of her pussy lips and then lightly stroked over her clit while on its way to her opening. Slowly pushing his finger into her, he pulled out some of her juices and rubbed them onto her clit.
Neenah let out a gasp as her nipple was sucked between his lips; a tingle spreading from her suckled nipple down to her swelling clit. He worked her clit between his fingers, stroking and pulling, teasing it out from its hood as it swelled with arousal.
Neenah arched her back trying simultaneously to get him to suck her nipple harder and apply more force to her clit. Her body was responding automatically to his touch. The sensations were so new and alien to her that her mind had already shut down, unable to function under the assault of fingers and tongue.
Hips bucked, rising to meet his touch as he slipped a finger inside her virgin pussy while continuing to stroke her engorged clit with his thumb. Neenah let out a cry of surprise and pleasure as her body was overcome with spasms; orgasm wracking her body.
Master continued sucking and stroking until the orgasm had reached its peak and come back down; Neenah’s breathing slowly evening out and returning to normal.
The restraints were until and Neenah was pulled roughly from the chair.
“You disobeyed me, and that cannot be allowed to go without punishment. I realize that your station in life prior to becoming mine will cause problems in the beginning, but you will never learn unless you are punished for your disobedience. You cannot speak out unless I have given you permission, no matter what might be going through your mind at the time. If I have not said that you can speak, then you cannot speak!”
There were old fashioned stocks bolted to the floor in the middle of the room and Neenah was fastened into them.
“I think that in order to bring you to full obedience, a little extra humiliation needs to be added to your punishments. Normally, all training is done in the privacy of this room and is kept between the trainer and the trainee. Today, I will call in some observers to view your punishment. That might help restrain you from disobeying in the future.”
Leaving Neenah in the stocks, Master went over a panel in the wall and pushed a button that allowed him to speak to the entire compound. He hated what he was about to do, but it was a tradition that the first punishment of a new slave would be done in public, and if he did not follow that tradition, people would start to talk. That was something he could not afford to happen at the moment. He just hoped she would forgive him in time.
“Would everyone who is not right in the middle of an important job please come to the observation decks outside of training room one. I have a slave that needs to learn a lesson.”
After making the announcement, Master pushed another button that slid open panels on all four sides of the room, allowing the observation decks to come into view.
“Just think about it slave. Hoards of people are going to be filling those observation decks just to see you get your punishment. Once high and mighty Queen of Anthar reduced to a quivering mass of flesh, struggling against her restraints as punishment is meted out for her disobedience. You’ll think twice next time before speaking without permission.”
Tension built in Neenah’s body as the minutes slowly ticked by. She could hear low murmuring as the observation decks, which were not glassed in, began to fill with spectators. After what seemed like an eternity to Neenah, the decks were full enough to satisfy Master.
“Attention ladies and gentlemen, if you will direct your attention to the middle of the room, you will see my newest slave acquisition. She is finding it difficult to be obedient, since in her previous life, she was the one giving orders. I thought it fitting for her to have an audience for her punishment, since she was used to having an audience for important matters as a Queen.”
Neenah heard a few chuckles from the spectators and felt her face color with embarrassment. Due to the position of her body in the stocks, she could not tell how many people were watching, but judging from the murmuring, she thought it was probably many.
Suddenly, Neenah felt a sharp whack on her behind and she yelped in surprise.
Master was using a thin, broad paddle for Neenah’s punishment. He started out with fairly weak strokes in order to lull Neenah into thinking her punishment was not going to be very severe.
After the first few strokes, Neenah calmed down a little bit thinking that so far, even though it was very humiliating, the punishment was not so bad that she could not endure it. No sooner had that thought left her brain, when a lick landed on her ass with such force that she screamed in pain.
Neenah could hear loud laughter echoing from the observation decks as Master continued to rain heavy blows on her ass, which was stinging fiercely from the punishment.
Just when she thought she could endure the pain no longer, the spanking ended.
“Thank you all for attending the punishment of this slave. You will be called again the next time she disobeys,” Master said as he put the paddle back in its place and walked over to the panel to close the doors of the observation decks.
“I’m going to leave you in the stocks for a bit and let you think about what you have done. When I think you have had enough time to ponder and are ready to be obedient again, I will return. I expect you to stay still and quiet while I am gone.”
Neenah hung from the stocks, still sobbing from the pain and humiliation of the punishment. Her ass was on fire, burning hotly from the licks of the paddle. She silently cursed her father, blaming his cowardice for her predicament. Had he not been so afraid of defeat, he would not have declared Anthar a neutral planet and there would have been an army to defend the planet against the attack of the Nargs.
The tears slowly began to cease their flow and Neenah’s hiccoughing breath began to re
turn to normal. The pain in her ass however continued to burn, causing Neenah to wriggle slightly, trying to find a position where her cheeks would not touch. Her back and neck began to ache from the awkward position of her body.
Quite some time passed before Neenah heard the door slide open. She fervently hoped that it was Master coming to release her, for she was afraid she had been in the stocks so long that her back would not be able to straighten up without a huge amount of effort. Footsteps neared her and the restraints holding her ankles were opened. The top part of the stock lifted up, and Neenah was pulled into a standing position.
She had nearly forgotten to keep her head bowed, only to remember at the very last possible moment. The last thing she needed was another round of punishment so closely following the first.
Master pushed down on her shoulders, forcing her down to a kneeling position on the floor.
“It’s now time for you to learn one of the ways to please me,” Master said as he pushed his pants down past his hips. “Lift your head up and open your mouth,” Master commanded.
Neenah did as she was told and was startled when something round and hard pushed into her mouth. She fought the urge to resist, not wanting to suffer more punishment.
“You are going to learn how to suck my cock. Use your tongue to caress the shaft and head and it enters and leaves your mouth and while doing that suck like you are trying to get liquid through a straw. It will take some practice, but you will soon be sucking cock like you were born to do so.”
Neenah tried to quell the disgust she felt and concentrate on doing this well enough so as not to be punished again. She swished her tongue against the fleshy cock as it thrust in and out.
“You can’t just do each thing separately. You must tongue and suck at the same time,” Master reprimanded as Neenah continued attempting to do it well enough to satisfy Master.
Neenah’s cheeks caved in with the sucking motion as she wonderingly found a rhythm and began to accept the cock a bit more enthusiastically. Puzzlement filled her mind as her pussy began to tingle with arousal. She did not understand why sucking on Master’s cock caused her to feel pleasure.
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