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[Erenisch] Novella.
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It's the cast of Mastery, after it ended.
And two of these character then becomes the main characters of Mystery.
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Harvest - 13: Intercepted
Her stomach full of butterflies, Lizzie floated down several flights of stairs. This was the first time she found herself in the “Old Market Inn,” the only proper hotel in their small town. It was a modern building that didn't match the traditional architecture locals affectionately dubbed "rotten retro rustic." It was of course, too fancy and expensive for many residents of Old Hickory, especially for the pussied ones. She had always wondered how it looked like inside. The only image she had was based on what her friend Tamara described in detail a while ago. The girl told a harrowing story about how she was kidnapped by a rich out-of-towner once and violently raped in the “king’s suite all night.” That blonde chatterbox was not a reliable source for anything, but what Lizzie had seen so far matched the vivid descriptions Tam gave them.
She finally saw the door that lead to the lobby and stopped for a moment to take a deep breath. Toby Hendricks must be in there somewhere, filling the tax forms, or finalizing payments, or doing whatever men do after auctions. In a moment, she was going to walk in there, kneel before him, and ask him to fuck her.
This time he was going to, whether he wanted or not. It wasn’t ideal, of course. This scenario hardly was what she had been fantasizing about. Now it was part of his job to fuck her. She would never know if he actually found her rapeworthy or not. He wasn’t her husband or master, just one of her many temporary trainers… Her new owners were clear about what was in store for her and the fourteen others they purchased that day. They were to be retrained as quadruped sexpets for about a month by professional puppy trainers and local volunteers. In the end, she was to be sold in a city slave boutique to someone she had never seen before.
“There she is! Lizzy Beth Oveja, best our town to offer.”
She jumped out of her trance and turned to see Sheriff’s Deputy James, who was walking towards her from the other end of the corridor . The man tilted his head and scanned her from tip to toe with a disgusting smirk on his face. It immediately reminded her that she had no clothes on. She was supposed to be immune to it, of course. Public nudity and abuse was a big part of her life. Also, after getting fingered on stage in front of thousands of people, she felt a bit silly to be ashamed of her nakedness. But there it was. Paralyzing shame of being exposed and vulnerable.
She awkwardly attempted to hide her body with trembling hands, but James slapped them away when he reached her. He the grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up onto her tiptoes.
“What are you doing here, all by yourself, Lizzy? Where are your new owners? That fancy young couple bought you, right? You’re not trying to run, are you? You wouldn’t do that. A well-raised farm girl like you.”
“N-no Sir,” she stammered. “I wouldn’t even think of running. My owners, they’re upstairs. They ordered me to-”
“You wouldn’t think of running? Nooo-noo-nooo!” James interrupted with a mocking voice and yanked her hair from side to side like a puppeteer. “Unfortunately, I’m not mind reader, sweetheart. I cannot tell if you’re lying or not. You see how bad it looks, don’t you? Tiptoeing around quietly, not accompanied by a male, heading towards the exit.”
“Not the exit… I was going to the lobby, Sir. I was-”
This time she was interrupted by a hard slap across the face. After a momentary shock, tears gushed out of her eyes. She attempted to reach for her blushing cheek, but James swatted her hand away and slapped her face again, even harder this time.
“Keep your hands behind your back, runner,” commanded the man with a stern voice. “Join your wrists together. You're tied.”
She quickly obeyed, trying hard to keep her sobbing under control. She immediately knew that James was about to rape her mouth again. She recognized the look in his beady eyes. She knew that women’s mouths didn’t belong to them since the high council decriminalized unauthorized face rape a few years ago, but this decree no longer applied to her. She wasn’t a freewoman any more. Her mouth and the rest of her fuckholes belonged to a slave-trading company now. This asshole had no right to use them.
When he yanked her hair again, she expected him to push her down to her knees and force his filthy dick between her quivering lips. Instead, he shoved her back and slammed her to the wall. He let her hair go and put his fist on his chest to keep her pinned. With his other hand he reached for her red cheeks and stroke them with his thumb, then moved his fingers down to grab her by the neck.
“You’re not banded yet, huh?” he noted.
“No Sir,” Lizzy wheezed, unable to breathe properly with his hand tightening around her slender neck.
“Not banded… Not formally enslaved… Not even renamed or properly bapjizzed, I assume?”
“N-not y-yet… b-but… ack!”
His hand tightened further to cut her response short. She desperately rose on her tiptoes to release the tension a bit. He grinned and leaned in to smell her hair. His other hand started to descend with ill-intention, following the gentle depression over her sternum, poked her bellybutton a few times in an obscene manner, then made its way down to her terrified slit. He started to rub it up and down slowly, threatening to invade her womanhood with every stroke.
“Have they at least opened this little hole for service?” he breathed as he shoved his nose further in her wavy locks. “Did they rape you fully? Were you finally deflowered, little whore?”
“No Sir,” she exhaled in terror. At that moment, she totally forgot that she was indeed deflowered moments ago, by the raven-haired woman with a quick shove of her dildo. But that wouldn’t count, would it? It was not a real cock.
It was not Toby’s…
“Maybe I can do that for them,” he hissed. His finger was now poking into her pussy, getting closer and closer to where her hymen used to be. “I don’t think they would complain. After all, I’m a law officer, doing my job, retrieving their lost property. You were definitely running away from them. That’s what my official report will say, anyway.”
“Please,” Lizzy begged. “I wasn’t running. I was ordered to surrender my holes to Toby. For a proper threeholing. He was supposed to… train me… and… I was on my way to-”
“Hendricks?” James said, without stopping sniffing her hair and playing with her clit. “I saw him out there just now, rounding up some girls. I wondered… Don’t tell me he works for that couple now.”
“Yes Sir,” she nodded, with surging hope. Perhaps this bit of information would be enough to discourage the asshole.
“Well, I’ll be damned,” responded the deputy. He wasn’t slowing down at all. “I always thought that boy was a bit weird, you know. Never seen him rape a girl. Does he even have a working dick?”
“Yes Sir, he does,” exhaled the girl, suddenly energized to defend toby. “A wonderful one too. I had the pleasure and privilege of sucking him off during tasting, and-”
“The pleasure and privilege of sucking him?” chuckled the man. “Do you hear yourself, little cow? Your voice got so…” He paused for a moment and pulled back, then his face lit up with a realization. “My lord! You’re sweet on that fucking pansy, aren’t you?”
“I… no… he’s not a…” She stopped and held her breath in panic. One of his fingers was in her now, up to the knuckle.
“You said threeholing,” the deputy smirked. “I knew it. You were lying before. No more shy filly! You are open for full service now.”
He loosened his grip around her neck to let her down, then kicked her legs open. He pulled his finger out of her terrified pussy for a moment, then shoved three back in.
“Who was it?” he asked. “The young man? Perhaps the woman with a strap-on? I saw her use one back in town. They were raping a waitress on both ends. Warms my heart, seeing couples doing romantic things together, you know?”
Lizzy instinctively opened her mouth to answer, but stopped. There was no point. She could see it in James’s eyes clearly. In his nasty, crooked mind, he now had proper justification. He was going to rape her… in the pussy… perhaps in the ass too. She couldn’t believe it. The first real cock to enter her was going to be this disgusting asshole’s.
“Can’t believe how lucky I am,” he said as he unzipped and took out his erect penis. “I have always wanted to fuck you. I have to confess, I have a thing for you Oveja girls. Each and every one of you are gorgeous, perfect pieces of fuckmeat. Not sure exactly what it is. Something about the color of your skin, perhaps? So smooth and silky tooo… Makes me hard as diamonds, you know. All tall, slender bodies, perfects tits… and you, with this beautiful beautiful mane.” He took a lock of hair and brought to his nose. “Smells like heaven.”
He grabbed his big fat dick and started stroking it. His other hand tightened around her neck once again, when he felt she was about to say something in protest. The poor thing let out a hopeless whimper and surrendered to his raw strength.
“You know, I always wanted to buy an Oveja for myself. I had my eye on Billy Jean, particularly. Saved some money too.” He pressed the tip of his dick and started to rub her slit with it casually. Lizzy held her breath. She was about to have a panic attack. “You probably don’t know this,” he continued, “but BJ was sweet on me too. I could tell. Every time I cornered and raped her, she simply loved it. I could hear it in her screams and moans. You know, she always cried and begged me stop, like you girls are taught to do before rapes of course… But the way she did it... Oh man, what a turn on!”
He pressed a little harder this time. The tip of his cock popped in. “You are going to cry and beg too? You can begin now.” He loosened his grip again. She took a deep breath.
“Please,” she gasped. “Please don’t rape me, Sir. I beg you. Yes, the woman, she deflowered me with a dildo. But... I never had a man in my womanhood.” She took another deep breath. “Toby… He’s supposed to be my first. I want him to…”
“Want?” the man laughed out loud. “A slavegirl… wants something.” His maniacal laughter stretched longer, doubling and quadrupling her fear and desperation. “Listen, little cunt. ‘Want' is not a word you are allowed to use any more. It’s for humans, not for cunts and cows. I wanted to buy Billy Jean. Sadly, she fucking ran away and got picked up by a fat fuck from Randyville. Then I wanted to buy you and made my bid, but those fucking city slickers outbid me immediately. 82 hundred bucks for your cute little butt? I mean… You sure are very beautiful, but that’s a crazy amount of money for a single farm-raised rapecow.” In his excitement, he took a step back. The tip of his cock popped out of her. “You see, in this fucking world, even a man cannot get what he wants that easily. What makes you think that little cunts can?”
He caught himself ranting, took a deep breath to calm down, then placed his cock against her womanhood once again. “This time, I’ll get what I want, Lizzy Beth,” he declared with a much more relaxed voice, “And what I want is to rape you, thoroughly, in all holes. I’ll put you in cuffs and take you to jail. We recently installed a fully-equipped female ‘interrogation’ room. State-of-the-art. Sound-proof too. I’ll lock you in there, forget to file the arrest report for a while. I guess I’ll try to reach your owner, but sadly I won’t be able to contact them for various reasons. Equipment failure, perhaps… Oh, and all that chaos the festival creates and whatnot, you know? Then, I will start raping you. Perhaps because you'll beg me to do it, or perhaps I'll have to punish you for bad behavior. We can find a proper reason for it. Everything will be by the book, don't worry. I’ll take my time, enjoy myself fully, hurt you as much as I can. I want to hear you to scream, beg, and cry. Not the way you were taught to do to entertain men, no… I want to hear real screams. Real begging. It won’t work, of course. But I’ll enjoy it.”
His face changed again. He straightened up and smiled, almost like a human. He put his cock back in his pants, slapped her pussy hard and grabbed her by the hair.
“Go ahead, Lizzy, my sweet. Start begging.”
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