TPM: Awake in darkness
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Revision as of 02:23, 16 December 2012
You awake in a dark room. Shackles wrap tightly around your wrists, and ankles - restraining you to a cold metallic wall. Your clothes are gone. They've been gone for days. All that you wear is a coat of sweat and semen.
Your young pussy throbs. It, along with your formerly virgin asshole have been used and abused so much, recently, that you crave to have something inside them.
The fact of the situation is obvious. You belong to the Gunrays. And you love it.
The door in front of you opens, letting in painfully bright light. Thankfully, it's open for only a few excrutiating moments, before it's sealed shut again. Someone stands in front of you, in the dark. Nothing is said. Nothing is done, for far too long. You try to beg them for sex, but your throat is too sore to speak.
"The Gunrays have given you to me, now that the treaty has been signed."
Faint memories of your life before being a sex slave flicker in your mind. You recall signing the treaty, amidst so many dicks and semen. Your reward for selling your planet.
A bargain, really.
"You enjoy being a toy, don't you?" the unknown figure inquires.
Still unable to speak, you eagerly nod your head.
Even in a room with no light, the figure sees your gesture.
"That's good. But I have another use for you, now."
You wonder what this use can be. What else could you be good for, than being a fuck toy? That was all you knew how to be, anymore. That is all you care to be.
