“First they would show me a video telling me what a bad girl I was for having such dangerous thoughts. Then the video would talk about my new purpose in life, how I’m now an object to be used in any way my owner likes. That I didn’t have a name or a personality anymore. Then when the video would end, both men and women would come in and fuck me. It was all part of the training I guess. I’d be fucked in every way possible. I’d be roped up in shibari poses, I’d be spanked, whipped, flogged, tickled. I got electro-shocked, had my nipples clamped, I’d eat people out…I’d…I…”
Again she paused, but this time she blushed,
“They do this to condition you. I…I like it all now, you know? It makes me wet just thinking about it…After a few months of this they determined that I was ready for sale. Just before my 20th birthday I got bought up by Scanning Construction and after a couple week’s initiation, here I am.”
Joe looked at this wretched girl and felt tremendous pity for her, “I’m sorry Claire. I’m sorry you’ve had to go through all this.”
“It’s okay,” she sniffed, “thanks so much for listening to my story. I never thought I would meet anyone who cared,”
Joe nodded, feeling resolute, “Is there anything I can do?”
She looked up at him, surprised, “I…I don’t know.” She looked away in thought, “I…I guess you could offer to purchase me from the company? I don’t know how that would work though.”
“How much did they pay to buy you?”
She gulped, clearly nerve-wracked by this new development in her life, “$400,000.”
Joe whistled, “Okaay,”
“Okay?”
“I’ll need to think of something,” he sighed, “that’s a lot of money,”
“Please don’t worry yourself about it!” Claire exclaimed, “this is my life now. And to be honest I could have ended up so much worse. The company have been nice to me so far.”
“Getting fucked every morning by a bunch of construction workers is nice?”
“Believe me, Mas–Joe, this is the best I could ever hope for.”
“I can’t just leave you like this. I have to do somethin’!”
“Joe, please no! You’ll just get in trouble!” Claire cautioned. Joe smiled, noticing she’d not attempted to say “Master” this time.
“I really appreciate your concern, but unless you can afford to buy me from the company, there’s nothing you can do. So far they’ve fed me, provided me with a bed and bathroom…a lot of slaves get a lot worse.”
“I could help you escape…?”
Claire looked terrified, looked around them and whispered, “Joe don’t! Don’t even talk about it! I have a tracking chip inside me so they know where I am at all times. If I attempt to remove it in anyway they’ll also know. Please I’m…” she gulped, “…I’m happy here. It’s not how I thought my life would turn out but I’ve made the best of it. Please don’t ruin your own life just for me!”
Joe hated this. Hearing how awfully Claire had been treated, for such a stupid childish prank, made his blood boil. He wanted to tear down the system too now. But he was just some old tired construction worker. What the hell could he do?
“Okay,” he sighed, “I won’t do anything stupid. But I will talk to the foreman about a possible purchase.”
She settled down again, relieved,
“Thank you Joe, that’s very sweet.”
“So…what happens now?” he asked. Surely they wouldn’t chain her up like this all night?
“Once work’s all done the foreman will come and release me,” Claire explained, “I’ll be taken over to my bedroom where I can clean myself up, get some food and sleep. Seriously Joe it’s a better life than a lot of other slaves get.”
“Okay. I guess I’ll leave now then? Don’t want people getting suspicious.”
“No problem Joe. I’m used to being left on my own like this.”
“Well,” he got up, not really sure what to do with himself. There was a naked chained-up girl in front of him and he was just meant to leave her? “I guess I’ll go…” He made for the door,
“Joe! Wait!” he heard her call him from behind his back. He span around,
“Yes Claire?”
“I’m a little embarrassed to say this but,” she was beetroot red, “can you fuck me, please?”
Now it was Joe’s turn to go bright-red, “Sorry?!”
“I hate that they made me like this,” she looked down sheepish, “but I’m pretty wired. I feel horny a lot of the time and with my hands chained up like this,” she lifted her arms to show she could barely lift them off the ground, “I don’t have any way to alleviate the tension.”
Joe looked at her; this pretty young thing, naked and horny and good god the desire of any hot-blooded man, literally offering herself to him, and he absolutely hated the idea of fucking her,
“Claire, I don’t know…”
“It wouldn’t even need to be sex! Just a hand-job would be fine!” she explained,
“This is so…” he began,
“Fucked up?” she finished,
“Yeah.”
“I know it is! But please Joe. If it’s not you it’ll be the foreman in a few hours anyway. At least with you I’ll…” she didn’t dare look him in the eyes, “I’ll enjoy it.”
“Well I…” he stammered. He approached her, ashamed but equally horny. He felt his prick straining in his pants. He knelt down beside her, readying his hands. He suddenly noticed how hard and rough his hands were compared to her soft pale skin,
“Please Joe,” she pleaded with big puppy eyes.
Joe reached down and felt his way towards her vulva, feeling embarrassed for her but also exhilarated. He supposed the company had done a good job boosting company morale after all. When he reached her sex, he found that she was already delightfully moist. She gasped with delight at his digit’s penetration, as his thick rough fingers played around with her labia before reaching her clitoris. She squealed in ecstasy as he pinched it, and reached up to kiss him on the chin (the only part she could reach).
Overwhelmed, Joe lowered himself down and kissed her in return. The gentle kiss quickly transformed into a maelstrom of kisses as the two began to go at each other with intensity. He found himself undoing his fly as they kissed, rolling into each other’s pleasure as the kisses exacerbated their arousal.
His fully erect penis was now out in the open air, and it wasn’t long before he began to stick it up inside. She gasped, breathing inwardly as he entered her. He fell on top of her as she collapsed to the floor. He was between her legs now, thrusting back and forth as she gave into her pleasure. She writhed in her chains as he fucked her and kissed her and grabbed at her naked breasts. Her legs bounced up and down against the floor as though she were on top of a volcano erupting. She might as well have been, as she orgasmed with the same magnitude, screaming with delight. Joe managed to pull out in time, cumming all over Claire’s chest. Hot and flustered, he collapsed to the floor, only just remembering to slot his still sopping wet prick back in his pants.
They lay next to each other, breathing heavily. It was minutes before either of them had any energy to talk,
“Thank you Joe,” Claire gasped. She clambered back up to her kneeling position and noticed the crusting semen on her chest and stomach, “you know you don’t need to worry about that. The company had my tubes tied when I was purchased.”
That changed the mood a little, Joe grimaced. Hoisting himself up, he looked at her, “You can’t have children?”
She looked at him with sorrow in her eyes, “it was an option for the company when they purchased me. They didn’t want to risk it I guess.”
“I’m sorry.”
She smiled at him a soft, sorrowful smile, “Don’t worry about it. When I was a little rebel I didn’t want kids anyway,” she winked at him, but he could tell she hated that this had been taken from her too. He held his hand up and stroked her face. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the gentle touch,
“Joe, really. Thank you for…well all of it,” she smirked, embarrassed but genuine,
“Can I see you tomorrow?” he asked,
“Hey you know where to find me,” she giggled. Joe liked hearing her laugh like that. It was hard to pull himself away from her, but he knew if he stayed any longer it would seem suspicious, so he finally forced himself out.
The next morning, just before they were about to reach the trailer, Sammy caught up with Joe,
“So how’d it go last night, loverboy?” he chuckled, jabbing him playfully with his elbow,
“It was good,” Joe answered with a smile, “really good.”
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