The Industry (Closed)

[Naturestrikes]

The feel of straw made her soft skin irritated, dark red marks appearing where she scratched at where the hay rubbed against her skin. A bowl of dirty water lay in the corner of the cage, bits of hay floating on the surface. She wasn't alone either. Next to her, a girl older than her shook with terror and cold. She'd given the guards a little hassle, so they'd stripped her of her clothes for a few days. It wasn't as though Leigh was doing any better though, she herself wore tattered underclothes and a dirty cotton dress.

How the slaver wanted to sell her looking like this was beyond her.

Across the ways, a couple of lizard girls curled up next to each other for comfort. There used to be three of them, but one of them had been executed for killing a guard. Leigh met their tired eyes, and for a moment they both shared the pain of captivity with a mere glance.

Leigh had only been there for a week. Already her light brown hair had become matted with filth and grease. Her worn clothes barely clung to her lithe body. Just under average height, she'd been captured during hunting with her brothers whom were killed in the conflict. They'd brought her here, broke her down into being treat like an animal. Any disturbance from any of the girls and they were killed.

Nobody wanted to breed with fiesty girls anymore, it wasn't worth the effort for the money they paid.

Leigh looked up as the door opened, light spilling and her grey eyes closed with the brightness that poured into the dark dank room.

".... The fnest specimens you'll find in the town sire. Take your pick."

 

[Kaikanui]

Lem surveyed the contents of the cage, knowing specifically what he was looking for. His last assistant and slave had rebelled way too far, and stopped being useful, so he had had to put her down. He needed something more malleable, something better as well, for he had much bigger plans for this one. This one would bear his seed.

He walked towards the center of the room, knife in hand. Sometimes slaves got ideas that they could escape; his weapon would deter them. And by walking straight into them, they would see he meant business. He looked all around, noticing the lizard girls, and the two humans. He approached the lizards, looking up close. Their similarities pegged them as sisters. When one of them hissed in defiance, he backhanded her sternly across the face, knocking consciousness from her. The other two gasped, and he lifted one by her neck, gripping tightly and fondling her breasts with the other hand. The third just huddled in fear.

Her breasts were big, but he couldn't get past the thin scales in the place of skin. No, he needed a human. He threw her against her sisters, and walked towards the two human girls, eyeing them both.

 

[Naturestrikes]

Watching man step into the room, each female in the room automatically stiffened and became very aware that they could be bought by him. Leigh huddled in the front corner, wide grey eyes watching as one of the reptile women, involuntarily, hissed at him as they did reflexively in threatening situations. Leigh flinched and watched how he treated the girls and then looked up as he approached.

She froze up. Uncertain of how to tell him to leave her alone without receiving the treatment the two lizards just endured. The older female pressed herself to Leigh's side and began to weep in fright, but Leigh merely looked up and met the man's eyes with an expression of frightened wonderment, her 34D breasts in view from where he stood as her dress slid down her body.

She plucked up the courage to speak, licking her dry lips to say, "I don't want to go." To him with a frightened waver to her voice. "Please..."

 

[Naturestrikes]

Watching man step into the room, each female in the room automatically stiffened and became very aware that they could be bought by him. Leigh huddled in the front corner, wide grey eyes watching as one of the reptile women, involuntarily, hissed at him as they did reflexively in threatening situations. Leigh flinched and watched how he treated the girls and then looked up as he approached.

She froze up. Uncertain of how to tell him to leave her alone without receiving the treatment the two lizards just endured. The older female pressed herself to Leigh's side and began to weep in fright, but Leigh merely looked up and met the man's eyes with an expression of frightened wonderment, her 34D breasts in view from where he stood as her dress slid down her body.

She plucked up the courage to speak, licking her dry lips to say, "I don't want to go." To him with a frightened waver to her voice. "Please..."

 

[Kaikanui]

Lem chuckled at her words. "I'm afraid your wants are of little value to me..."

He grabbed the elder one by the hair, pulling her up so hard her head snapped up as he lifted her. She cried to herself in fear and pain, but didn't lash out. He looked her over, but she was too old for his wishes. He threw her away, disinterested, and looked at the remaining girl. Her breasts were exposed, and he liked what be saw. He knelt before her, his knife tip making ruts in the dirt.

"How old are you? "

 

[Naturestrikes]

Leigh gasped as her fellow cellmate was thrown aside so carelessly, like an old used toy. She whimpered and watched the older girl scramble into the corner and hug her knees. Leigh met the man's eyes with an air of rebellion about her. It was very evident she didn't llike him, her lip curling slightly in anger.

"Nineteen." She responded, though it sounded as though she snapped at him. The man was one of many to come in and find a girl to breed with. She hated the industry and how degrading it was to women. She had been targetted in particular for how many brothers she had, and for the fact she was more likely to bear a male than a female.

She looked at the knife in his hand and swallowed tentatively, awaiting his verdict, and awaiting her sentence...

 

[Kaikanui]

19 was ripe for his consumption, yet he had to check if her flower was untouched. The pain from taking her virginity would be an added bonus, exquisite in it's feeling. Yet he had already decided: this one would be his. She would serve him well, and her beauty would express well in the resulting child.

Lem smiled. There was strength in her determination, yet prudence, as evidenced in her fear. He looked her over, spreading her legs with the knife tip, not to cut, but to force her to show herself. With the other hand he finished ripping her dress, wanting an uninterrupted view of her breasts and cunt.

 

[Naturestrikes]

Forced to sit back and spread her legs before him, Leigh gasped and quivered with the knife as close to her most delicate parts as it was. After witnessing what he had inflicted on the other females, she thought that because she had spoken he was going to mutilate her. Her eyes glistened with terror, grey glittering in the limited light.

The sullied cotton dress held no resistance, it's worn material falling away without a fight. She lay bare before him, her cunt trimmed as the slavers had seen to that- the goods had to be presentable of course. Her D cup breasts bounced free of the clothing, the nipples stiffening in the cold damp of the dungeon.

She met his eyes through her hair, again, waiting for his actions, holding her breath throughout.

 

[Kaikanui]

He looked back at the slaver, nodding his intention to keep her, then turned back to her. He had to display his control, now, to avoid that determination in her eyes to turn into full-blown rebellion.

Lem was known in the criminal world, though not by that name. People called him Jasnoth, and he was suspected to be a sorcerer for the impossible things he could deliver, if the price was right. He was gonna have to give her some instruction now, to utterly crush her spirit, before it could be troublesome later. If she held on to it, like he suspected she would, then she would only fear him all the more.

He muttered something under his breath, drawing a small glyph on the floor to channel the magic power he was using. It was a simple spell to bind her in place, stiff as a rock. He let the panic rise in her a few seconds, worsened by the difficulty to breathe it caused, then he knelt forward, his body close enough to press gently against hers. He only whispered in her ear, low enough for no one else to listen.

"There is much I can do with you, to you, and for you. And what I plan for you, could even be enjoyable, if you get into the spirit of it. So I will let you decide. As you have probably figured out by now, your inability to move is my doing, and within my ability to release, or worsen. So take your pick. You will come with me, but you can do it either willingly, or unconscious. Your choice."

 

[Naturestrikes]

That small nod from the man was her future set in stone. She would become either a slave, or a breeding object. Most likely the latter. After all, she had been captured for the high possibilities of producing males. Heirs for the men that required them. She was fairly valuable.

A whimper rose in her throat as she saw a flicker of something in his hand. Before she could back away, she felt her bones go cold and freeze in place. It was horrific. Her mind urged her muscles to move, to flex, but she was well and truly frozen. She only managed small raspy breaths as the man allowed it.

She heard the lizard girls hissing again, and the older woman behind her gave a small noise of anguish. They had been in each other's company for a short while, but for that while, each girl had only had each other for comfort. Leigh felt her chest tighten with more than the binding spell the man put on her.

Leigh was a virgin. She didn't understand what the man's intentions were, but he made it sound worthwhile indeed. She forced out a noise of agreement from her stiffened lips, wide eyes foced to continue looking at him. She made a sound that much resembled 'please'...

 

[Kaikanui]

At hearing her ascent, he released her as suddenly as he had originally captured her, forcing her to unbalance and fall on her back. He got up, dusted his clothes and cloak, and walked to the slaver.

His clothes implied a level of social success and wealth that was difficult to associate with the detachment evident in his eyes. He wore expensive fabric as if it were his nightgown. The cloak served to make him anonymous in a city where many probably knew him.

He stood next to the slaver on his way out of the cage. "I will take her, and bring one of the lizard girls as well, the one I touched. Discount it from what you owe me from last week's... transaction." Lem smiled with a sudden idea. "Transport the lizard to my barn in 3 hours. Dress the human in fitting finery to my station, and have her ready in 30 minutes."

The slaver nodded eagerly. Jasnoth had supplied potions that had made him more money in a single sale than what he usually made in 3 month's work, and he was happy to start paying back that debt. Jasnoth's pocket was a very dangerous place to be. He barked at one of the guards, "Bring the best clothes we have for them both. Make sure they're in pristine condition! Every mark I see on either will be a finger I'll take from you! "

Lem walked upstairs back to the bar, to await the arrival of his new toy. The most important one, the future mother of his child. On the other hand, the lizard will be suitable entertainment for the time being.

 

[Naturestrikes]

The lizard girl was dragged away first. The guard didn't allow much chance for Leigh to gather her bearings before she too was yanked to her feet and pulled out of the cell. One man rushed off to find her clothing, whilst the other pulled her into a room that made a cry rise in her throat.

Thrown against a wall and tied to it, Leigh knew exactly what was happening. A few moments later, her bare body was jetted with cold water, and scented soap scrubbed onto her wet skin. Her nipples erect and her body shivering with the cold, Leigh endured the scrubbing and was rinsed again with freezing cold water. Her hair was brushed and towelled dry, soft light brown curls falling over her shoulders in place of the matted dark mess that was previously her hair style. Her skin glowed in the light rather than dulled with dust.

Moments later, she was forced into a mini dress that was lowcut, and a corset was tightened around her frame to pull her already slim waist in and boost her breasts up to bulge against the top of the dress. Forced into shoes she couldn't walk in and sprayed with a sickeningly sweet scent, she was lead to the bar to greet her new master, grey eyes darkening with fury as she was forced to bow in front of him.

'Master. She spat as one of the guards yanked on her hair, her teeth gritted and she bowed again, her dress riding up to reveal a soft behind.

 

[Kaikanui]

Lem looked at her, noticing the change brought upon her by preparation. He motioned towards the chair besides him, pushing towards her spot a plate of food and some drink. Knowing how they treated slaves here, and what he intended to do to her as soon as they got home, he needed her to eat, be healthy.

So when he broke her body and spirit she would survive with her life.

He dismissed the handler and asked her, "Did they hurt you? "

 

[Naturestrikes]

Tentatively, she took a seat, gently lowering herself into a chair and eyeing him suspiciously. She knew what his hands were capable of, and any more magics flowing from them could very well be the death of her. She had to be very careful.

She felt more exposed in the outfit that showed off her best features than his was naked. Her soft hair fell over her shoulders in loose curls and her skin glowed in the light, now clean. She crossed one leg over the other and rested her hands on her knee, looking just below his eyes and fixing her gaze on his chest to give her something to divert her attention from.

"No sir, they didn't." She answered monotonously, her replies clipped and emotionless. She gave him no reaction, playing out the plaything he wished her to be.

For now...

 

[Kaikanui]

He eased at her response. If they had hurt her in any way, the guard wouldn't have left at all. Not in one piece at least. No one plays with his toys but him. Particularly this one, who was so much more than a toy...

Lem smiled. "You can drop the 'sir' title. Our relationship isn't gonna be a simple master/slave thing, as you'll see soon enough." He signaled towards her food. "But please, eat. You need to conserve your strength. We have quite a walk ahead of us, and then... well, things will get interesting afterwards, I promise." He finished his food as well.

He pulled another cloak from a bundle beneath his, unfurling it and placing it around her. In this place everyone's eyes had been on her as soon as she arrived, and he didn't want to have to fight his way out of here, not to mention call attention to themselves once they went outside. "Also, those clothes must give you quite a chill, as I can see. This should help."

 

[Naturestrikes]

Leigh had heard that the more violent masters often drugged the food to relax the slaves so they would not rebel so much. Staring at the plate, she felt like a starved wolf eyeing the juiciest meat. Her mouth watered. She couldn't help it. The gruel they occassionally fed to her didn't come close to the smells of cooked food in front of her.

Could she risk it? No.

The stubborn teen shook her head in denial and accepted the cloak, just as men's heads started to turn. She ducked her head and murmured, 'I want to go home...' sounding utterly miserable. 'Please don't breed me, I don't want...'

She saw the bar had gone quiet, and she realised she had embarrassed herself and her new master. She looked up sheepishly, eyes clenching shut.

 

[Kaikanui]

He looked at her, amused at her defiance. He took a few more bites, savoring the food and looking into her eyes, making sure he impressed upon her what she was giving up on. He knew for a fact how she had been treated; it had been part of the questions he had made the slaver to determine if he'd take her. It gave him tools to handle her psyche.

He began to scrape into the board a small sigil with his knife. The tip of the knife itself was glowing a faint, almost indistinct red, leaving impressed upon the board a soft, likewise subtle yellow glow. When he was done, the glow faded outwards to the limits of the round table, and then towards her, suffusing her.

"You have to learn to take your blessings when you can. You never know how you'll feel afterwards..."

He had been practicing magic for years now, way more than he wanted to admit. It was one of the reasons he needed an heir; someone to carry on his research when he was later incapable of doing so himself. A long time ago he had discovered how to manipulate people's feelings with his magic, making them tired, excited, bored, or even... aroused.

Suddenly her body tensed, a slight tingle overcoming all of her skin. A dampness began to spread across the crotch of her underwear, as her body began to display it's sudden desire to be penetrated. The feeling made no sense, there were no thoughts that matched the emotion her body was reflecting. Yet that was how emotional magic worked, overriding strictly the chemical urges of the body without touching the thoughts of the subject. Made it all the more confusing...

 

[Naturestrikes]

Leigh blinked a couple of times at what he was doing before turning her gaze to the succulent food once more. Watching him eat had been utter torture, something she never wanted to endure again.

Before she had chance to pick up the cutlery, she gripped the table as she felt her skin prickle for a moment as if she was slowly being burned. Heat darted through her veins as though it was liquid fire, her cheeks tinted red and she jerked slightly, her legs beginning to quake as juices flowed from her.

It felt... It felt so...

'What... What...' She stammered, gasping and gripping the table, her hips jerking. 'I want... I need... No... Please, n... Nngh...' Her knuckles turned white, her panties sticking to her. 'What's... Ha.. Happening...?'

 

[Kaikanui]

Lem smiled. He whispered in her ear: "See? Who would've thought that after all that time locked up with other girls you would want a cock in you so bad?" He began to caress her leg, gauging her reaction to the spell. Some people reacted in different intensities to the same spell, and although it seemed to have done the trick, it may have gone a bit under or over the intended effect. "Or is that why you refused my food? Are you craving something else instead?"

Everyone was already looking in their direction, and undoing her rebellious behavior so far was gonna be simple now in her present state. She was already humiliated, though not enough, not by a long shot. He just hoped no one else got the idea that she was available to all.

 

[Naturestrikes]

The overwhelming need to be taken overrode everything. She closed her eyes as his hand slid up her leg, her cheeks burning. The food was indeed forgotten. She gave a soft moan and shook her head in denial. No... What was he doing to her? She licked her drying lips, wanting to feel something between her legs, which ached and throbbed with need.

'S...stop... Puh...pleeease...' She couldn't take much more, she felt as though she was going to pass out. Her cheeks were not just red with heat, but with embarrassment too. She stood abruptly and swept her's and his food from the table, staggering away from the mess and crying, 'Make it stop! I beg of you!'

 

[Kaikanui]

He smiled, loving how she was reacting. The amount of desire was defined by his spell, but the spell was released. The only thing that could sate her now was indulging her body's desires... Which he planned to do, right here, to both put her in her place and to begin her conditioning. And gauging how much energy he put into her, nothing short of an orgasm would give her release.

He pushed his hands further up her leg, pushing the already damp underwear into her slit, rubbing her clit with the soft and moist fabric. He enveloped her body in an embrace with his other arm, pressing her body with his. He whispered in her ear, gently. "All you can do to make the desire go away is indulge it. Give in, your body wants it..." And it was strictly true. But just because her sex drive was cranked to eleven didn't mean her mind agreed, and it was that particular dichotomy that he most enjoyed...

And the despair in her eyes, of course.

 

[Naturestrikes]

It was a mindless battle between her pleasure and her morals, a conflict not easily resolved, especially in a siitation such as this. She struggled to keep her sanity intact. She felt a build up inside her with his hand rubbing her panties, juices soaking the front of them as she moaned, quaking where she was.

The entire place was watching now.

'Please, please no... They're wa... Ohhh...' She trailed off as she closed her eyes and revelled in the please, before moaning out loud as a strange feeling began to wash over her. the insides of her body rippled and juices streamed from her.

She'd orgasmed.

'Please... I'M SORRY...' she cried out, eyes filling with despaired tears.

 

[Kaikanui]

He held her tight, feeling her tremble against his body as her pleasure peaked. He decided that she had had enough, and lifted her into his arms, carrying her outside. They had a bit of a walk to go, and maybe now that she was exhausted, she would be a bit more amenable to listening.

"I'm glad you're sorry. If you defy me again, under any circumstances, things will be much worse than what you just went through. Just consider what it would be like for your hunger to never quench, not even if every single guy in there filled your insides with their seed..."

After putting some distance between them and the bar, he lowered her to her feet. The skirt didn't show her damp underclothes unless she bent over, and the cloak he had given her covered that. Still, you could see the glistening of her juice as it had run down her legs. It was arousing him further than he thought it would. He could barely wait to take her.

"Can you stand?"

 

[Naturestrikes]

Leigh struggled to stand after the overwhelming sensation had passed. For a few moments she felt throbbing feeling between her legs before her body calmed down. Her heart beat so fast she felt as though it was thrumming in her chest, her fringe sticking to her forehead as she leaned against him.

She couldn't even argue as he swept her into his arms and carried her outside. She heard a man hoot, 'That's the way women have to be treated! Breed her!'

That's all she was to them, a breeding object.

It was the Industry.

'I think so...' She responded in a mortified whisper, having come to terms with the humiliating scene that had played out in the bar. When she was set on her feet again, she staggered before gaining momentum once more. After that, she looked at Lem.

She took a few seconds, before her eyes rolled back and she passed out, crumpling into an uncoordinated heap on the floor. She hadn't eaten for days...

 

[Kaikanui]

He caught her before she fell. She looked spent, exhausted. So much effort would have to go into this one, to make her ready, to sate his urges. Even right now his member wanted to burst through his trousers and lodge itself firmly inside her, yet he knew that if he assaulted her now with everything he had, she wouldn't be able to take it....

He lifted her into his arms again, and carried her to a dark alley, where there was no one else in sight. Once there, he thumbed his pendant, a magical device he had learned how to make recently. It had a sharp tip that always drew blood, and used that blood to form a link between the owner of the blood and his most important place, where he had spent the most time. Once the link was created it was a simple spell to bring himself, and his precious cargo, with him to his home.

The jaunt was always sudden, always jarring. Yet they arrived in his study, in his house. He laid Leigh down on the couch, and observed her there, just lying there, resting. He wove a handful of spells to make sure she was ok, and to better prepare her body for what lay ahead.

He went back to his desk, sat, and before he knew it, he was falling asleep. He locked the door, to make sure no one would come in, or out, and settled into sleep, reclined back in his elegant desk chair.