D4M - Take Sarah With You As A Sex Slave
From Create Your Own Story
You adapt her backpack and shirt into a collar you can use to drag Sarah around; after suitable threatening to make sure she doesn't run off, you decide to get moving. Sarah has become nothing more than a beast of burden; she is there only to carry your equipment and your seed. Whenever she lags behind, you give her a quick jerk with the leash, and she picks up speed. She isn't Sarah any more; you re-christened her on the way. She's now 'Bitch'.
Towards your destination, you stopped her and fucked her ass, before forcing her to lick your dick clean. This is something you'll be able to do at any time with a personal sex slave at your hands. It doesn't take long for you to choose a destination; the Cornucopia will be heavily guarded by careers, and so you travel west, despite the smoke of a campfire you can see, even from your distance.
A few hours later, you reach the campfire. Tethering Sarah to a tree stump so she doesn't wander off, you find one of the District 11 children, a twelve year old boy named Alabaster. One of your friends during the training session, it seems like a shame that he has to go out like this. He's wounded, and badly; its obvious that he won't make it through the night.
'Alabaster.'
'Is... is that you?'
'What happened to you? Who did this?'
Alabaster coughs. 'Some District Seven bitch, said I killed Nick... I didn't kill anyone, man. I swear. She stabbed me four times, then left me to bleed to death.'
'I'm sorry.'
'What for? You were always a crafty sod, but you couldn't have predicted this.'
'Yes,' you reply, 'I could have. I killed Nick at the Cornacopia; he was the first one to die. I didn't know his sister would go after you.'
'Listen... I don't want to go out like this, but these are the cards we're dealt. I'd like to swap cards... put me outta my misery. There's a horse behind my camp site for you; I ain't fit to ride no more. Some rich sponsor must have paid his right arm and left testicle for that thing, but it's useless to me now. You take it. You and Sarah back there. You don't think I didn't notice her, did you? Teamed up, then?'
'She's not Sarah any more. She's Bitch, and she does whatever I tell her to.'
Alabaster choked out a laugh. 'Took yourself a sex slave, eh? I had one myself just a few hours ago. My sister; she ran off when that District Seven slut stabbed me. You find her, she's all yours. Now, are we gonna be yappin' all night long, or are you going to kill me?'
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