The Sex Slave Program Part 2
Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Domination / Submission, Exhibitionism, Lesbian, Slavery, Teen, First Time, Author: sexasaurus, Source: sexstories.com
I was in a large empty room. No furniture. No windows. Just a few closed doors, and a large spiral staircase. What was I supposed to do now? “Hello?” I called out timidly. Immediately a young man came down stairs. He was good looking. He couldn’t have been any older than twenty five. He looked at the clipboard in his hand. “Jenna Caldwell?” He asked. “That’s me” I said. “Are you going to be my…” He raised his eyebrows as if expecting me to finish my sentence. “You’re master?” he finally asked. I nodded. “No, I’m just your handler. I’m here to explain the specifics of what you can expect before you begin your servitude. My name is Paul.” “Nice to meet you” I said. “The others are downstairs. There are about thirty of them. Some of them have been here over a week. We only bring in five new slaves a day, and we have to space them out a few hours, so it doesn’t look suspicious that we’re bringing a bunch of teenagers to the same place at the same time. You’ll be waiting downstairs with the rest for the next three days while the others are being shuttled it. Get to know them. Make some friends. Enjoy what little freedom you have while you still have it. After everyone gets here, you’ll have a two day training session. It will be rough, but there’s no going back now. Every year someone chickens out at the last minute. Don’t let that person be you. If they sense that you aren't willing to cooperate… Well, you read the email. It says here that you’re still a virgin. Is that true?” I ... nodded. “I’ll have to inspect you then. Come with me.” He led me through one of the doors. Inside was a hospital room. I certainly wasn’t expecting this. “Take off your pants and panties and hop up on that table.” I was so nervous. I unbuttoned my jeans and let them fall to the floor, but hesitated to take of my panties. “Are you nervous?” Paul asked. “Just a little bit.” I let out a nervous laugh. “It’s okay. Virgins usually are. Just get on the table and lay back. I’ll do the rest.” I sat on the table with my panties still on and laid down. Paul pulled my legs closer to him. I felt his hand touch my pussy over my panties. He started to rub his thumb in circles over me. I was getting wet. “I shouldn't be touching you like that” Paul said. “We have very strict rules about how we’re allowed to touch the virgins. We can do whatever we want to the non-virgins, but you are off limits.” He slid off my panties and spread my pussy in a very professional way. It didn't take him long to confirm that I was in fact a virgin. “You can sit up now” He said. “Well now the fun part is over. Now we just have to run some basic tests.” He then proceeded to give me a routine physical. It was nothing I hadn't experienced many times. I had to get one every year at school so that I could play volleyball. “So what’s next?” I asked. “Next you go to the basement and meet your fellow slaves. But first you need to put this on.” He handed me a bright red bracelet. “This let’s everyone know that you are a ...