A New World
5 - Earning Her Name
So it was that fuckbunny was led by her Master back to his apartment, her
apprehension building as she crawled closer and closer to their destination. Other than
what she'd read and the few porn photos she'd seen, she had no idea what fucking was
like. Would it hurt? Probably, she figured, at least the first time - but now that her
hymen was gone, maybe it wouldn't? Would she like it? She hoped so; she wanted to,
but the reality was that it didn't matter. She was just a slave, and an untrained one at
that. Her wants and desires weren't of any importance to anyone, let alone this
temporary Master of hers. His job was to train her, and that was that.
Her biggest concern, though, was whether she would please him enough to avoid
punishment. She'd heard the stories: about slaves having their teeth yanked out after
accidently biting a man's cock, and the one about the girl who didn't respond
adequately while being fucked - she didn't make the appropriate noises and
movements at the proper time - and had her clitoris removed. She'd even heard one
about a slave who performed unsatisfactorily, and ended up having a lit firecracker
stuffed up her ass. Someone also told her that story was total bullshit, but after seeing
what happened to those two girls on her first day, she knew anything was possible.
After the brisk, twenty-minute crawl under the hot, dry sun, the blast of chilled air when
they entered the staff quarters caused a sudden spell of dizziness to rush over the
naked slave. Fuckbunny slowed for a moment as she tried to overcome the
lightheadedness. The coolness felt good, she thought as she regained her balance, but
wondered whether it was that or anticipation causing her nipples to harden? Still, she
wasn't given time to ponder that thought, as the leash went taut once again and she
was forced to crawl even faster to keep up with her Master.
Once inside her Master's quarters, fuckbunny was led into her Master's bedroom and
positioned at the foot of the bed. He took the slave's hands in his, and deftly snapped
steel restraints around each wrist, hooking them to her collar before unsnapping the
leash.
"Since this is your first time," he began to explain, "I won't expect much from you. You
don't yet know anything about what is expected from a slave girl when she's raped, so I
just want you to follow my instructions and concentrate on the physical sensations.
Concentrate on the reactions of your own body this time. Later on, you'll learn to focus
only on the pleasure of the person using you, but don't worry about that right now," he
explained in a soothing voice. "Now, undress me."
"Master, this slave doesn't understand. How can it undress its Master without its hands,
Master?" fuckbunny asked, confused.
"A slave obeys. I've given you an order, and you are to obey it, so think of a way. Be
ingenious, my soon-to-be cum-filled fuckbunny. What ways can you think of to undress
me without using your hands?"
"Master, yes, Master," the slave responded, an sudden, understanding gleam in her eye
as she bent down and took the end of a shoelace in her mouth.
Fuckbunny found that undressing someone without the use of hands is much more
difficult than it sounds. Oh, the shoelaces weren't hard, and even unsnapping his
trousers and getting his pants down wasn't all that difficult. She didn't care for the taste
and odor of his sweaty socks, but managed to overcome her natural aversion to that by
focusing on her task. No, she found the most difficult part of undressing her Master
was to get his undershirt off. Soon, though, he was sitting on the edge of the bed
dressed only in a pair of white cotton briefs. She could see the outline of his member -
she still didn't want to think of it in any of those terms from the class - through the
material. Fuckbunny leaned forward to take the waistband in her mouth.
"Stop," her Master commanded. "First, you ask permission to kiss it. Then you kiss it.
After you give it a kiss right on the head, you can take the shorts off me."
Fuckbunny leaned back on her heels and looked up at him with an expectant glow on
her face. "Master, may the slave please kiss Master's magnificent cock, Master?" she
asked.
"You may," he replied with a grin. The slave leaned forward and gently touched her lips
to the outline of his now-hardening penis, carefully planting a kiss directly on the tiny
wet spot right at the tip of the head. This accomplished, she moved to the waistband
and slowly worked it down over his hips, moving to the left and right as necessary, while
her Master lifted himself to a standing position. Suddenly, his cock popped out over the
elastic, bouncing slightly as it was released from the confines of his underwear.
Fuckbunny flinched, almost in surprise, as the largish member slapped against her
face, smacking her nose lightly on the way up. Undaunted, she continued her task and
quickly forced the shorts down to his ankles, then pulled them off as he lifted each foot
separately. Only then did she return her gaze to the object which would, she knew,
soon be pulsating inside her. Her first thoughts were of lust and fear.
"Master," she almost whispered, "it's beautiful, but I'm afraid, Master. It's so big!"
He decided to overlook the slave's relatively minor speech violation; she was, after all,
in considerable emotional distress at the moment. He had two choices at this point,
and decided on the less traumatic.
"Slave," he said in a quiet, soothing voice. "You're neither the youngest, smallest nor
most inexperienced slave to be fucked by me. This is your first time, and of course
you're going to be a bit afraid. You're still sore, too, and you're worried I'm going to hurt
you," he explained while he stroked her bald head. "Yes, it will probably cause some
pain, but I promise it won't cause any real damage. I'll even be gentle this time. All you
have to do is obey. Concentrate on your obedience, and I'll do everything else. You'll
be fine, okay?"
"Master, yes, Master," she whimpered, not believing a word of it.
"Good. Now, hop up on the bed," he said, patting the place he wanted her. "On your
back, legs spread. Raise your knees up and bring your heels as close to your ass as
you can, but keep them as far apart as you can, too." As she obeyed, he slid a small
pillow under her ass, lifting her crotch into the air.
The net effect of this position was to completely expose the slave's sex to his view. Her
denuded vulva was completely exposed and visibly swollen, the labia rings glistening
with moisture. As he reached down to spread her lips apart, he saw how distended and
erect her little clitoris was; he thought perhaps a piercing right there might be nice. He
toyed with her for a few minutes, taking each labia between his finger and thumb, gently
tugging and massaging it, watching her exposed sex getting wetter and wetter. Finally,
though, it was time.
Climbing up on the bed, he positioned himself between her splayed thighs and held
there for a moment, the head of his dick poised at the mouth of her sopping wet
channel. As he slowly lowered himself, fuckbunny's eyes bulged. To the slave, it felt
as though she were being ripped apart; to him, it was as if her cunt was custom-fitted
for his cock. Centimeter by centimeter he slowly entered her, all the while staring
deeply into her eyes, until he was fully engulfed.
"You are aware that a slave only cums when commanded to do so, I'm sure," he said to
the wide-eyed girl as he held his torso above her sweating body. "However, since
you're new, I'll not enforce that restriction. You may cum whenever and as often as you
need to."
"Thank you, Master," she whispered with a gasp, as he slowly slid out, then back in.
"Concentrate on what it feels like. Focus on how your cunt lips rub against my cock,
how it feels when your hole opens when I enter it. Feel how wet you're getting.
Envision what your bald pussy must look like right now, all swollen and ready." He kept
up his litany of comments, all designed to help the slave focus on that singular place on
her body. It only took a few minutes and one particularly strong stroke by him, and he
felt her entire body shake. He could feel her cunt spasm, gripping his cock convulsively
as she thrashed her head side to side and moaned deeply. He waited, watching her
facial expressions, until she finally regained her senses.
"Very good," he commented, smiling down at her and watching her blush again.
"Master, that was...amazing, Master!" she whispered huskily.
"Yes, I could tell," he replied. "But now it's my turn. I'm going to fuck you for my
pleasure. I want you to concentrate on tightening your muscles, I want you to try to bite
my cock off with your cunt when I enter, and then I want you to fully relax them when I
withdraw. I'm going to fuck you hard and fast, and if you want to cum, that's fine. If you
don't cum, that's fine, too. I don't care whether you get anything out of this or not.
Understand?"
"Master, yes, Master," she panted, still catching her breath after the explosive orgasm.
"Master, please use your slave for your pleasure, Master!"
The slave grunted loudly as the Master thrust himself deeply into her, deeper than
anything had ever been before. Just as quickly, he pulled up until just he head was
inside her, then thrust downward again, impaling her like a spear. Up and down, in and
out he pistoned, causing fuckbunny to experience two more orgasms before he cock
finally spewed semen inside her. He withdrew as the last spurts expended from his
cock, leaving a coating of fluid on her puffy, swollen snatch. Then, without another
word, he rolled over onto his back and unclipped her wrists.
"Clean me," he commanded.
Two simple words, but the meaning was unmistakable. Fuckbunny rolled onto her
knees, raising her ass high into the air, allowing her Master to view her in the mirrored
closet doors. Crawling between his splayed legs, she gently lowered her puckered lips
to the very tip of his now-softening penis, sucking and nibbling the semen still slowly
flowing from his piss-hole. Master laid back, his back propped up on the piled pillows,
hands clasped behind his head as he relaxed and watched the novice slave at work.
After carefully working her tongue and lips over the head, she began licking the shaft
clean. The taste wasn't all that different from what she'd noticed in the gym; a bit
sweeter, perhaps, and without the plastic-like flavor of the dildos. She ran the tip of her
tongue around the underside of the circumcised head, marveling at how it twitched
slightly with every light touch. Licking up and down his member like a child with a
lollipop, she coated her tongue with their combined juices, wallowing in the lewd act she
was performing. She could feel his semen dripping from her well-used quim, making
her feel even nastier. She liked that feeling, though, and the knowledge of what she
was doing - and why - caused her cunt to produce more of its slimy fluid.
Finally, after working her way down to her Master's balls and back up again, she tried to
take him fully into her mouth. His size, though, was too much, and she was barely able
to handle half his length. She kept bobbing her head lower and lower, though, a
fraction of an inch more each time, before her gag reflex kicked in. Taking her head in
his hands, the Master carefully pulled her off his now-hard cock.
"Don't worry about it for now," he told her. "Eventually, you'll be able to swallow cocks
even larger than mine, but that's for later. It takes practice, and don't worry, you'll get
plenty of that."
"Master, yes, Master," she replied, her face flushed in embarrassment once again.
"Now, on the shelf in the bathroom is a tube of lubricant. Bring it here," he ordered.
The girl lowered herself to the floor and quickly scurried on all fours, returning less than
a minute later.
"You'll need to put a generous glob directly on your asshole," he told her, "and then use
your fingers to work it in. Tell me once you are able to get two fingers up your ass
without much pain, and then you can grease up my cock."
"Master, yes, Master," the girl said, a frightened look in her eyes. She knew all along
she'd eventually be ass-fucked, but after her painful experience in the gym, she wasn't
sure how she'd manage to take something as big as her Master's shaft. It took her
several agonizing minutes of carefully spreading lubricant on her fingers and then
gently poking them inside her rectum before she finally announced that she had two
fingers fully inside.
"Good. Lube them up again and start finger-fucking your ass, in and out. I want you to
work at different angles. The more stretched out you get yourself, the less it will hurt
when I fuck your ass."
Fuckbunny pulled her fingers out and slathered more of the water-based lubricant on
them, then resumed her work, following her Master's instructions to vary the angle,
speeding up and slowing down at his command. The thought of the filthy act she was
doing, and of what was soon going to be done to her, caused her to react as so many
other things in the past few days had; she was so wet now that she could feel her cunt
drooling.
"Spread your fingers apart as far as you can, and pull them out slowly," her Master
commanded. Fuckbunny winced as a sharp, stinging pain caused her to stop
momentarily to readjust her fingers, but was able to comply. She sat there, looking at
her hand, the fingernails covered with a combination of shit and the clear, greasy
substance.
"Just wipe it off on your belly for now," her Master ordered. "Get on your knees with
your face on the mattress like a good slut begging to be ass-fucked." The Master
turned fuckbunny sideways on the bed, forcing her face to the left so she would have a
clear view in the mirror of her upcoming degradation.
"This will be the only time you'll get so much lubrication. From now on, you're expected
to keep your asshole greased up in case anyone wants to use it. If you don't, then
you'll just get it dry," he explained, moving up behind her with his now-hard tool in his
hand. Fuckbunny's eyes were focused on the mirror, watching as he pointed the very
tip of his cock at her grease-covered hole. Her eyes widened and she let out a small
squeal as he slowly pushed himself past the elastic-like mouth of her asshole.
"Open up for me," he commanded. "Make like you're trying to shit, and it won't hurt so
much."
Fuckbunny responded, straining down and causing her sphincter to open, allowing her
Master's cock to slide unimpeded into her bowels. She groaned quietly as he began to
hump her, a result of both the discomfort and overwhelming abasement she was feeling
at that moment. She continued to stare into the mirror, focusing on the shaft as it
disappeared and reappeared as her Master thrust into her. She could feel something
wet dripping down her thighs; was it the lubricant or her own cunt juices, she
wondered?
Suddenly, the Master made one last hard thrust, slamming himself more deeply into her
bowels than ever before. Fuckbunny grunted in response, then realized her Master's
cock was pulsating. She felt hot semen shoot into her intestines as he reached under
and grabbed her tits, pulling on them painfully. The combination of sensations caused
fuckbunny to achieve release once more, this one the most powerful yet, causing her to
collapse on her belly. They both lay there, her Master on top of her, his softening cock
still imbedded in her quivering ass. Unable to move, fuckbunny reveled in the aftermath
of the most sexual experience to date in her young life. Finally, her Master's breathing
returned to normal, and he pulled out.
Without hesitation, fuckbunny lowered her mouth over the now-shrinking cock, taking it
all in her mouth with ease. She nearly gagged at the taste of her own shit, but knew it
was expected of her. She sucked it down quickly, knowing if she hesitated at all she'd
be unable to complete the disgusting task. Once the majority of the fecal matter was off
his cock, she focused on the small details: the brown stains along the underside of the
head, the glob of excess lubricant on his balls. Fuckbunny discovered she disliked the
taste of the lubricant even more than the shit, but continued to gently clean her Master
until he finally pushed her away.
"Enough. Bedtime now. Let's get you in your cage."
Fuckbunny was disappointed. She'd hoped that after her performance - which she
thought was pretty good for a beginner - she'd be permitted to share her Master's bed
with him, or at least sleep on the floor at his feet. Instead, Master hooked a finger
through fuckbunny's collar and led her into the small cage. The only way the girl could
fit inside was to tuck her legs under her, balled up with her face pressed against the
bars on one side and her ass against the other. Once she was inside, the Master
reached through the bars and locked fuckbunny's wrists to her collar again, then used a
small padlock to secure fuckbunny's nose ring to the cage. Finally, he attached thin,
strong wires to fuckbunny's labia rings, tying them to opposite sides of the cage,
causing the abused slave's cunt to gape open. All fuckbunny could do is kneel there in
her cramped position, unable to move, and feel the absolute debasement as her
Master's semen dripped slowly down her legs.
