Neenah took the glass and the pill from Keera and downed the pill with one large gulp of water. Then she followed Keera back to the training room where Master was waiting. He pointed her to a large, flat cushioned table. She climbed up onto it and lay flat on her back, spread eagled as he attached her wrists and ankles to the restraints in each corner.
“I have been watching you. You have done very well with the plug in your ass. You managed to go about your duties without letting the intrusion bother you too much. Last night was the first time that I saw any indication that it was affecting you at all. You are very good at hiding emotion. That will serve you well in this business. Now, let us see if you can maintain your control with that plug in your ass while other things are done to your body.”
Master climbed onto the table with Neenah and straddled her shoulders. He rubbed her lips with the head of his cock, teasing them open, and then he pushed inside. While he thrust slowly into her mouth, she swirled her tongue around the hard ridge of his head and up and down the veined shaft.
"Umm, yes slave, run your tongue around my cock."
Neenah moaned as the motion of his cock thrusting into her mouth caused her body to rock slightly, making the plug in her ass shoot darts of pleasure through her. Her pussy ached with desire. Fueled by her arousal, Neenah eagerly sucked and licked his hard cock as it forcefully thrust into her mouth.
Master pulled his cock out of Neenah’s mouth and moved his body on top of hers. He took a plump breast into his mouth, sucking the nipple between his lips. Neenah moaned with pleasure as his fingers found her other stiff nipple and began to tease it, pulling it tautly away from her body, and then rolling it between his strong fingers.
As he continued to energetically suck on her swollen nipple, his fingers traced their way down her body, slipping between the wet folds of her sex, causing her to whimper with need as he slowly traced a circle around her engorged clit. She writhed underneath him as his fingers danced around her pussy, stroking her lips and dipping into the entrance of her slick walls.
His fingers began to pump furiously into her as his lips sensuously planted kisses down her body, leaving a wet trail down her abdomen. Neenah groaned from the effort of fighting off a monstrous orgasm that threatening to explode with every stroke of Master’s fingers. Clenching her hands tightly, the nails dug into her sweaty palms as she desperately tried to hold on to her control. The plug that was wedged tightly in her ass caused each sensation brought about by Master’s touch to be intensified at least ten-fold.
As his mouth reached her sex, he began bathing her clit with his tongue and thrusting his fingers into her. Body taut with need, Neenah was no longer able to think lucid thoughts. Animal sounds emitted from her throat. Sweat poured from her rigid body as his fingers left her pussy, only to be replaced by his hardness pushing against her wet entrance.
His massive cock suddenly slammed into her throbbing pussy, and Neenah screamed out, barely able to maintain control, her body hanging precariously on the edge of explosion. He forcefully pounded his thick cock into her sopping pussy. Neenah whimpered with exertion. The feeling of fullness she experienced from having both his cock and the plug inside her at the same time was almost more than Neenah could bear. Her pussy and ass pulsated with need, and she prayed he would allow her to cum soon. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
Abruptly he withdrew from her pussy, and Neenah groaned in protest. He climbed off the bed and released her ankles and wrists from the restraints. She was commanded to bend over the sawhorse that had been used yesterday when he inserted the plug into her tight ass.
Her wrists and ankles were secured to the legs of the sawhorse, and then Master poured some lube onto Neenah’s ass. Slowly, he removed the plug from Neenah’s hole, and she held her breath as the sensations of the plug being pulled from her ass almost drove her over the edge. She felt the head of his cock brushing against her asshole. Then, he slowly began to push his cock into her ass. Even though the butt plug had helped to loosen her tight inner ring a little bit, his cock was much larger than the plug was and her body tensed as he pushed inside her.
A sharp stab of pain pulsed through her ass as his cock plunged past her resistant ring. Slowly he began to thrust his cock in and out as Neenah moaned from the overwhelming need to cum. Increasing the speed of his thrusts, he began to relentlessly pound his hard cock into her ass. Neenah’s body quaked as the swell of her orgasm rose within her. Just when she thought she would not be able to hold on any longer, Master gave her the permission for which she had been longing.
“Come for me, Neenah! Come now!”
Neenah shrieked as the orgasm overtook her, filling her body with tidal waves of pleasure, as Master reamed her pulsing ass. Neenah’s orgasm raged inside her, while Master hammered her, groaning as he spewed his hot spunk into her clenching ass.
He left her bent over the saw horse as he went to the control panel and called for Keera to come to the training room.
“Lick her clean, release her from the bonds, and then you can take her back to her room,” Master commanded when Keera entered the room.
The feeling of a tongue rimming her ass brought Neenah back from her orgasm induced stupor, and she whimpered, knowing that it would not take much to drive her over the edge once again. Fortunately, the rimming only lasted for a couple of minutes and then Keera release her from the restraints and helped her to stand.
She had to lean on Keera as they made their way back to Neenah’s room. Her legs felt like they were made of jelly, and she did not trust them to bear her full weight. When they reached her room, Neenah fell to the rug with relief. Keera left the room without saying a word, and Neenah immediately fell asleep, her body exhausted from the effort it took for her to keep her orgasm at bay.
Neenah was awakened the next morning by the sound of the door sliding open as Keera entered the room. She wordlessly handed Neenah the food pill and a glass of water. Neenah noticed that Keera once again had the lap top with her.
“Today will be your last day of training. It will consist of you watching some videos and reading some information about certain techniques that Master wishes you to learn. If you finish with them before the day is over, then I suggest you re-watch and re-read them until time is up. Master will be questioning you on what you have learned. He will expect you to know the answers. This particular lap top is not the same as the one you used the other day. This one only has links to videos and stories about the technique which Master wants you to learn.”
Keera walked out of the room, and Neenah settled back against the wall to see the information about which she would be learning. There were sections about giving blowjobs, female on female sex, anal sex, and an extensive section that covered sex with different species. There were also a couple of sections about piercing and tattooing, and Neenah wondered why they were included.
Neenah spent the day reading and watching, learning as much as she could from each individual category. Considering how much information was listed, she had no idea why Keera mentioned finishing early, nor did she know how she could satisfactorily answer Master’s questions if he expected her to learn everything that was covered.
The sections on humanoid sex, tattooing, and piercing were not difficult to get through considering she had experienced some of it first-hand. She was finished with those sections within a couple of hours. The section on other species was going to be difficult to wade through. She decided to watch all the videos first, that way she could familiarize herself with how the different species looked and performed during sex.
Each video featured an alien male having sex with a humanoid female. Neenah guessed that Master had all his slaves learn this information in case they ever had to service a male of another species. If her suspicions were correct, then Master used two of his slaves as escorts, which was pretty much just a high class word for a prostitute. The slaves had sex with Master’s clients and Master got paid for it. She did not know what
other business Master was involved in, but if he was involved in developing the food pill, then she thought he was probably involved in other areas.
She did not remember what he had ended up paying for her, for she had been too drugged to care, but she knew that the bidding had lasted a very long time, so he must have paid quite a bit. In order for him to have been able to throw around as much money as he did on her, he must be involved in more than the sex trade. Having only two slaves would not bring in a lot of money.
Neenah realized with a start that she had been wasting precious time trying to figure out what all Master had his hands in and decided that she had better get busy watching the videos of the alien species.
Time passed quickly as she watched video after video, growing more distressed with each one. Some of these beings were simply repulsive, and the things they did to the females and had the females do to them had Neenah’s closed mind reeling. Being Queen of a neutral planet had pretty much ensured Neenah’s isolation and she had little knowledge of species other than humanoids, outside of the Nargs who Neenah had known about because of their proximity to her planet.
Neenah still had a few more videos to watch when the door slid open and Keera entered. “There should be a document showing up on the main screen now that says ‘TEST’. Open it up and answer the questions to the best of your ability. It only covers the information that you got to, so you do not have to worry about something being on there that you had not seen or read about yet. Do this as quickly as possible. Master expects it to be done before lights out.”
Keera left the room, and Neenah instructed the computer to go back to the main page. Sure enough, there was an icon for the test and it was even flashing. She opened it and began to take the test.
Finishing up just as Keera entered the room; Neenah closed the lap top and handed it over to her.
“It’s almost time for lights out. If you did not do satisfactorily, you will find out in the morning,” Keera said as she carried the lap top out the door.
Neenah could almost swear that she had seen a sneer on Keera’s face. She did not understand that because she thought that Keera liked her. She definitely liked Keera. Hopefully her tired eyes were playing tricks on her, and she did not see what she thought she had.
The next morning, she was awakened by Master’s voice sounding over the intercom. “Come to the training room Neenah,” was all that he said.
She traveled down to the training room, making sure to bow her head slightly when she entered so that she would not be looking Master in the face.
“Go sit over there on the bench. I will be with you as soon as I finish with Nylia. You may watch if you would like.”
Neenah sat as instructed and looked over to see Nylia being intricately bound with rope. Master’s expert hands wove the rope around Nylia’s body, surrounding her breasts with loops of rope until they stood out from her body, engorged with blood. The rope was then passed between her legs, snuggling up firmly between her pussy lips, a knot pushing into her clit.
Once he finished tying her upper body, he attached her rope to a hook that was suspended from the ceiling. A remote control allowed him to pull the hook back towards the ceiling causing Nylia to rise into the air. After her feet were a few inches off the floor, the hook ceased its rise, and Master bent each of Nylia’s knees, tying her ankles and attaching them to the rope that bound her hands behind her back.
Neenah watched with morbid fascination as Master began attaching wooden clips all around each nipple and then onto her pussy lips. Neenah wondered what on Anthar Nylia had done to deserve such a punishment.
Master stood back and studied his work, checking to make sure all ropes and clips were secure before heading in Neenah’s direction. Neenah quickly bowed her head, so as not to be disciplined for looking Master in the face.
“Come here Neenah and get up in the chair,” Master directed, pointing her to the reclining chair she had been strapped into on her first day. She got up in the chair and was once again restrained
“Today marks the end of your training. You did better than any other slave that I have ever owned; therefore, I am making you my primary. Because you have passed your training, you are to be given the symbols showing that you belong to me. All of my slaves bear the mark of my insignia. You will also bear the symbols that show you are my primary.”
Master walked away, leaving Neenah to wonder what he meant by ‘marked’. She was left there in the chair for a short time and could hear Nylia whimpering in the background. Shortly afterward, a woman wearing a white nursing uniform came through the door and over to where Neenah was restrained.
“It is time to get your genital area treated so you do not have to be shaved any longer. We need to get rid of this stubble first though,” the nurse said as she produced a depilatory cream from the case she was carrying and spread it generously over Neenah’s mound and ass, even getting between the fold and into her ass crack to make sure all stray hairs were covered. The nurse went back to the bathroom and came back carrying a basin filled with water and a cloth so that she could wash the fast acting depilatory off Neenah’s skin.
Once she was certain that all hairs had been removed, she took a sonic pulse unit out of her case. The unit sent sonic pulses into the hair follicles, paralyzing them, which prevented them from growing hair for up to twelve months. The nurse took her time, making sure that she had zapped all the follicles in the area of Neenah’s pussy and ass.
“There, all done, now you will not have worry about shaving for quite some time,” the nurse said and then left the room.
A few minutes had passed when a short older man entered the room carrying a large black bag and approached Neenah’s chair. He pulled a nearby stool over and sat down in between Neenah’s legs. Pulling some cotton and a bottle of clear liquid out of his bag, he poured the liquid over the cotton and began rubbing it on the area right above her pubis.
From the smell not to mention the way it stung on her newly denuded skin, she could tell that the clear liquid was alcohol. He then pulled out of his bag a cylindrical metal object with a tube protruding from the bottom end and what looked like a needle poking out the top. He pulled a jar out of the bag and set it on the adjoining table, and then hooked the tube into the jar.
He flicked a switch on the cylinder and it purred to life, vibrating slightly in his hands. “This might hurt a bit miss,” he said as he brought the cylinder down to her skin.
Neenah yelped in surprise and pain as the needle bit into her sensitive skin. Her fists clenched and tears began to run down her cheeks as the needle continued to jab into her skin. After what seemed like an eternity, the humming stopped and the man began gathering his supplies and putting them back into his black bag.
Neenah lay in the chair, trying to calm down, her still skin smarting from the tattooing she had just received. She speculated that this is what Master meant by his mark. She wondered what would be done to her to symbolize that she was his primary.
No sooner had she thought this than the door opened, and in walked another man. He carried a small pouch in one hand and a small ice chest in the other. He came up and stood at Neenah’s side. Using a marker, he placed a dot on each side of first one nipple and then the other. He stepped back and checked to make sure the dots were lined up evenly. Opening the chest, he pulled out an ice cube and began to circle it around her nipple.
The shocking cold was a new sensation for Neenah, but amazingly, it felt really good. He continued circling her nipple until it was standing very erect, and then he did the same thing to the other nipple. Once he had them both standing at attention, he reached into his pouch and brought out two clamps. He attached the clamps on Neenah’s areolas to keep the nipples standing straight up. A needle was pulled out of the pouch, and Neenah realized what he was about to do.
He punched the needle through her nipple, and Neenah screamed. He took a fourteen gage ring and slid it through the hole the needle had carved through her nippl
e. Then, he repeated the process with the other nipple.
Neenah was left in the chair, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her nipples were throbbing from the intense pain of having the needle shoved through them. The feeling of the metal underneath her skin was very strange.
Shortly thereafter, Master returned and admired the work that had been done on her and then released her from the chair and informed her that she could have the rest of the day as a free day.
As she walked back to the room, each step made her breasts bounce, which in turn caused her newly pierced nipples to throb. Entering her room, she found Keera waiting for her. Keera beckoned Neenah to follow, so she went back out the door.
They walked through several corridors before coming to a set of shiny double doors. Keera entered a code on the keypad, and the doors slid open, revealing a large circular room with five separate doors laid into its walls.
“This is the slave quarters. From now on, this is where you will live. The main room is the area where we can visit with each other and find an activity to keep us occupied during any free time. Three of the doors lead to bedrooms, one to the bathroom, and one to a small kitchen. We are allowed to use the kitchen as long as we do not have our day filled with appointments. Each bedroom has an external locking mechanism that Master can use during a slave’s punishment.
“The room beside the bathroom is yours. There is a control panel on the inside next to the door. It will flash a message if Master requires your services and will give you instructions on what to do. You can go and lay down for a bit to recover from your marking, or you can lounge about in here and utilize one of the lap tops or watch the big screen.
“As long as we are not locked in our room for punishment, we are allowed to talk to each other and do whatever else suits our fancy. However, once we leave this area, we are not allowed to interact unless Master permits it. Nylia will join us if she ever manages to pass training; otherwise, it will just be the two of us until Master can find a suitable replacement for her.”
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