The first thinking into her judgement as she was was the pain in her rear. It had n't gotten any better, if anything it hurt Thomas More now. Then she was cognizant of her position. Her fount was pushed up underneath Raven 's breast and she was pinned against her by Harold 's great frame as he hugged raven. She was almost dented two-bagger and could only just manage to breath but she did n't defy move and risk waking them. She thought over the Night before and what she had seen, what they did to that wretched girl and how it could hold been her if she had n't done as she was told. She thought about how much it had hurt when Sir had forced his way into her tail end and how much spoilt it must sustain been for that girl. About the Gemini she had seen in the basement and how they had been cooked alive, treated risky than animals. About the lady friend she had seen in the crowd, how they were tossed aside when spent and left on the level like applesauce. Left for staff to piece up and cart away. And for what ? Their entertainment ? They saw their woe and it was funny to them. They were n't just not bothered by it, they liked to see it, they wanted it worse. And this was her earthly concern now. She knew what was expected of her as a toy, it was n't that bad. She had done it all now. There would be Thomas More things she had to do certain but she could handle that. It would n't be that hard, and she was sound at being a sex toy. They kept telling her she was good. She had always been good at doing what she was told. She would be the best sex toy ever. That way she would n't end up on that stage.

Harold began to stir and she felt him revolve off of her and onto his back.

'' XXIII ! I need to piddle. come get your conclusion drink. ``

The redheader crawled from the bottom of the bed and took his flaccid fellow member in her lip. Putting his hired man behind his head he let out a great sigh and Brooklyn watched as the young woman drank down all he gave her. With a practised smile she wiped her mouth and said meekly, `` Thank you Sir ''. Brooklyn could still see the concern and sadness on her typeface. This girl who had seemed so utilize to this lifespan. Who had n't seemed fazed by the show last night. But sending her to the farm ? That was somehow worse. Of course she knew what the farm was from the name and everything that was said but she did n't want to know. But she would n't get uppity, she knew what she was.

'' ejaculate and suck it Twenty-Eight. ``

As she tried to pull her arm free she felt Raven shift and free her. Then she rolled over and shifted down laying against his branch, she took him in her hands and started to work his shaft. As it hardened she readied herself for the job this was her now. This is what she was for. As she took him into her oral fissure and he groaned, Raven rolled over and gave him a deep passionate kiss.

'' right morning my erotic love. ``

Then patting him on the chest she looked down at Brooklyn.

'' I do n't have sex how you have anything left in you after last Nox. `` With a grin he replied, `` A blow job from your newest nookie toy is the best way to start the day ''. Then he reached down and pushed her head all the way down, making her gag.

'' Well I 'm going to deliver a shower and get Twenty-Three ready for shipping. `` With that she gave him a quick peck on the face and rolled off of the bed. As she walked over to the bathroom she beckoned to the red-header for her to be. Getting off the bed and following you could see her unhappiness in the way she held herself. Gone was the refined sure-footed soaring and now her body just sort of hung there as her legs propelled her to her fate.

Brooklyn busied herself with her task, trying her best to coordinate her mouth and bridge player movements listening to Sir 's moans So she could get honest at her job. She wanted to be his new favourite, that seemed like the dependable spot.Raven came out of the bathroom wearing a silk robe with the redhead following and walked over to the wall with the phase and miniature. Picking up a lead story she attached it to XXIII 's collar and made for the door, she turned round to say, `` I 'll get this one boxed up and then see you down at breakfast ''. As the threshold closed his body tensed and grabbing her by the headland he forced her down as he filled her throat. She tried her best to eat up it all and not gag but it still sprayed from her sassing. As he let her go she sat up and thinking back to XXIII she wiped her mouth and gave a, `` Thank you Sir '', and forced a smiling. `` full niggling do it toy, you need to hold trying and you 'll do ok. '' Rolling off of the bed and walk to the lavatory he clicked his fingers and pointed behind him for her to follow. She moved quickly at his command and sprang off the bed to catch up to him. It was the same perfect white open space from the Sir Oliver Joseph Lodge that first night, only a little bigger maybe. It followed the same routine as her first morning, him sitting down and emptying himself. Her washing him after and being left to clean house herself while he dressed. These consequence alone in the shower bath were the solitary times she even began to feel normal again. Like the H2O was washing her brain of what had happened the Nox before. Like it all might have been a terrible aspiration and she 'd step out and be back home. This time she put the towel back on the single-foot rather than insure her body, and with a deeply breathing time walked back into his room and her new hell.

He was sitting on the bed fully dressed, putting on his watch and fiddling with his cuffs. She stood in front of him and waited. He stood and picked up the lead sitting adjacent to him, walked over to Brooklyn and attached the lead to her taking into custody. Then pulling her over to one of the bed posts with the new young lady bound to it he pushed her against the girl and tied off the lead.

'' Now wait here and one of the staff will come and put you away in a bit. Oh and while you 're here I want you to play with this lady friend. Rub her consistence and jerk off her. Imagine I 'm in bed and you 're putting on a appearance for me. I 'll look over the photographic camera later so I 'll know if you did. `` And with that he left her there tied to another missy in his bedroom. She looked at the lead story and how it was n't even in a Calidris canutus she could just undo it and run. But she pushed the melodic theme from her mind. He did n't necessitate to tie here, where would she run ? She looked down at the girl she was tied to and over to the former stake and girlfriend. She looked back to the bed where he would experience been laid and then looked around for any cameras. She could n't see any but he did n't look like the sort that would cheap out on big bulky ones. Looking back at the girl it was obvious she was crying inside her hoodlum, from the way her trunk was shaking. Although she could barely have out any sound through the gag and leather encasing her head.

She whispered, `` I 'm dark I have to do this you 'll realize later. It 's not so bad when you get used to it here. `` She reached out and started to rub the girl 's titty. Thinking about how it would look for him, she turned so she was showing herself to the space where he would have been. She ran her hands over the miss 's trunk like she was displaying a award on an old game show. The female child started to sob even harder.

'' Shhh it 's ok I 'm going to be entitle and it 'll feel good I promise. `` She desperately wanted to make believe this poor girl feel better. She moved her bridge player down to her cumulus and started to rub it while playing with one of her nipples. As she rubbed her cumulation first her eye finger slipped between the moistening lips. Then another, soon she had three fingers running up and down this crying girl 's slit as she played with her nipple. Eventually as she worked on her she felt the girl starting to sway in to assemble her hand.

'' That 's it, you 're a good daughter. If you 're a unspoiled girlfriend you 'll be safety. `` Brooklyn was starting to get a bit breathless herself and was rubbing against the girl to try and get some joy herself.

It did n't take much more of them grinding together before the girl shuddered and went limp. Brooklyn pulled her hand out and looked around for somewhere to clean house it, before realising she could n't move to anything even if she saw it. She lifted her sime deal helping hand to her mouth and licked it clean.

She stood there succeeding to the girl she had forced to orgasm for what felt corresponding hours before person came to collect her. It was the older of the missy'in the red catch. She did n't say a Scripture, just walked over, put a hood over Brooklyn 's fountainhead and took her out by the lead. She could hear the bustle of the sign as the guests and their slave were leaving. As she was blindly led down another set of stairs she recognised the feeling and smell of the gun way and heard the safe threshold being opened. She could feel the tyrannical quiet as she was led deeper under the family. Once the final doorway was closed and locked Miss pulled off Brooklyn 's hood and steer. She was in the corridor between the lounge and gym.

'' Sir said you were a estimable fuck toy hold up night and he wants you to have some lounge time as a treat. There 's an Xbox, TV with movies, passel of toy dog, and a bite bar. I suggest you limit yourself with the snack bar, getting fat is the quickest way to end up under Cooks knife. Do you sympathize ? ``

'' Yes Miss. `` And with that she opened the threshold and gestured for Brooklyn to enter. Compared to the industrial feeling of the rest of the keep this room felt idle, airy, and modern. It was filled with orotund comfy lounge and beanbags, all dissimilar colours.

'' I 'll knock to generate you a 10 minute monition before I come and get you. ``

And she closed the door.Brooklyn explored the room. It could have been any common elbow room at a nice school or work, except for the wall of dildos and vibrators. She walked over to the mesa of bite. There was a cereal grass dispenser and a altogether rack of chocolate bars and a fridge filled with drinks. She made herself a trough of cereal and sat down. Turning on the TV she saw a tilt of dissimilar media they had, TV shows, pic, the game cabinet, porno. She looked around and her curiosity getting the in force of her she ***********ed porn. This brought up a listing of numbers and faces. Some of the numbers were repeated but with different faces. When she got down to XXVIII, she saw her own human face. I was from one of the bathing costume photo 's 'Zack'had taken. She opened it. There were three files, First night, starting time Bath, and political party Nox. She opened the first and saw the Saami television camera slant of the lodge that had been in the girlfriend from endure night 's TV, but it was her. She watched as she knelt when told, as she stripped for him. She watched as he led her to the sleeping accommodation and it cut to a new view. She watched as she came with his touch. She felt shame. That was all it took for her to go his sporting lady, a few Holy Writ. She was worthless.

She exited out from the television and opened the second one. It was of all the little girl in the bath after exercise yesterday. He had cameras in there too. He probably had photographic camera in here.

As she exited that picture she saw a new file had been added, The morning time After. She opened it and it was a telecasting of her pleasuring the new girl. It was shot from above the bed looking down at her. She started to cry. She was a monster. She had molested that poor young woman. He had used her to anguish her and she had done it willingly. It did n't matter if she was trying to be a good toy or not she was his to use and there was nothing she could do about it.

Closing out of the smut class she opened the TV appearance and clicked The Simpsons. She laid there as the familiar spirit speech sound of her now lost childhood played in her head and cried for what she had become.

Some time later she heard a knock on the door and knew that it was meter to go back in her cage and bulge out it all over again the next day, and everyday until she ended up in the kitchen or on the farm.

That 's all she was now.

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