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tanuno · Jun 27, 2024

[Novaksus]

Abby Chapter 1 - 39

The sun had risen a while ago, Abby was on her seventh orgasm. Her legs were spread, and her fingers were working away. After every orgasm, she just felt a powerful surge of arousal throb from her womb mark, before she would start her next round of fingering.
Moaning, basking in the sunlight, she masturbated desperately. She was frustrated and scared, but more than anything, the intense need for pleasure was driving her mad. Her left arm was tired, her pussy was demanding more, and she wondered how it felt to feel at peace. She had forgotten. She couldn't stop herself anymore.
George opened his eyes and was welcomed by the sight of his pretty little girl rubbing herself in front of him. She had obviously been rummaging through the basement for more toys. She was such a hopeless addict.
"You perverted little pet" He chuckled as he leaned over and shoved a few fingers into her wet slit. Moaning and squirming, Abby stared at the man as she pouted, wanting more. Even if she was approaching another orgasm, she needed more. She was so desperate for release, she couldn't control her body anymore.
"Ah... More... Please... Sir!" She cried as he fingerfucked her.
Noticing her distress, he knew an orgasm wouldn't change anything. He had thought about this for a little while. It seemed she couldn't get rest from the mark, and she was forced to masterbating 24/7 to just keep up with the mark's demand for stimulation. What she needed was to be snapped out of it.
"That's enough, girl!" He said in a stern voice as he flipped the girl around, lifted her ass up, and positioned himself behind her. She figured he was gonna fuck her, so she spread her legs and pressed her hips back towards him, desperate to be used.
"That's not it!" He said, and delivered a loud and fleshy smack to her ripe ass. It echoed in the small room as he slapped her butt cheek, the girl cried out in pain and sobbed, her hands clenching around the sheet. When he hit her again, she began crying. But, he didn't stop. He needed to beat her out of her cycle. If not, she would kill herself eventually.
She flailed and thrashed in pain as she collapsed onto the bed, trying to get away from the punishment she was suddenly receiving. George didn't relent. He pushed her head down with one hand, and continued spanking the girl with the other. Her large and bubbly butt was made to be smacked around. The way it bounced, the satisfying sound it made, and how it reddened, having the hand that abused it painted onto it, it was all beyond enticing for the farmer.
"You been a bad child, and bad children are punished. Now be still and take your punishment like a brave girl" He said as he placed her over his lap. Giving her a moment of pause, her right cheek having received the brunt of the punishment. He swapped targets, and as the loud sound of her fat ass cheek being struck filled the air, he held her down with the other hand. Abby curled up as she cried out, wailing weakly. George felt his cock grow bigger and bigger. The way Abigail cried and thrashed around so pitifully. She was like a little child being reprimanded. He loved how it felt to punish and abuse the meek blonde girl. Every spank he dished out, his cock throbbed in delight.
Pale, smooth, unmarred skin, beautiful and shiny. Every smack reddened it, and as she received her spanking, her once perfect skin now bore his punishment for all to see.

tanuno · Jun 28, 2024

[ThreeX]

Almost Flying: Takeoff

tanuno · Jun 28, 2024

[Novaksus]

Abby Chapter 1 - 40

"Such a strong child..." The old man said. He had Abby stand up on the floor and face him. She squirmed a little, still wracked with the pain and sadness from him spanking her.
Grimacing, Abigail tried her best to not cry. Her face reflected the struggle, but she didn't make a sound. Her mark was burning, but she paid it no mind. She didn't want to be bad. She didn't want to lose her new life. She didn't want to cause the man more pain or hardship.
"You're a brave girl. And, what I did, 'twas to make ya snap outta it." He said as he brushed her hair lovingly. His mammoth cock pressed against the top of her cleavage. It had gotten so big, it was inhumane. If not for the medicines the man was on, he would've died long ago as so much blood was flowing to his junk.
He couldn't help himself. His cock throbbed again. She looked so stupid where she stood. Sniffling like a child, her face twisted in pain and sorrow. Naked.
He put a hand to her cheek and caressed it before he started to remove her mask.
"Let me help ya out, lil' one"
Abby's makeup was a mess. He loved it. He made sure to only buy makeup that would spill if wet enough. There was something about the tragedy in her eyes that got him so hot and bothered. He was a sadist at heart. He loved the dumb little thing, but he couldn't help himself.
"Hey... Tell me, girl... Still compelled ta do nothin' but masturbate?" He asked bluntly. Abigail blinked a few times. She just now realized that she could finally think again. The heat from the womb mark had cooled down quite a bit. She took a deep and refreshing breath of air.
"Sir! You spanked me to help me" She said in an emotional voice, elated, but also still hurt.
"That's right, child. I smacked your ass to snap you out of it." He chuckled a little as he held around her. His large cock nearly reached her chin where they stood.
"Time ta get ya ready" He said, stretching a little.
Abby looked a little confused. She looked around, trying to remember if today was an important day.
"Gonna get ya some new treats and toys in town, and something to help snap ya out of it if need be" He said as he opened a small case and pulled out some articles of clothing.
"We going ta town, so better cover ya up a lil' bit." He informed her. Abby looked overjoyed. She hadn't been out of the house for a good while. According to what people told her, she had been here for months. It only felt like under a week, but they wouldn't lie to her.
Smiling, she quickly donned the clothes. Assless chaps, open jacket, and the torturing crotch cover. He then held out a glove. But, it wasn't a glove. It was a mitten of sorts, but it was sturdy, rigid, and wouldn't allow much in the department of movement.
"Can't have ya running off or doing dumb things. And can't have ya touching yaself all the time. Wouldn't be right. So, this will keep ya unable ta do stuff" He chuckled. Abby smiled
happily as she wiggled her butt a bit in excitement. Her ass was so warm and bruised. It hurt, but the added wind from the wiggling cooled it down a bit.
"Fuck... " He muttered. Seeing her perking up in such a youthful manner, he couldn't help but feel his cock harden even more. He wasn't sure what he was going to do if it kept at it. It wasn't that long until a slave he could actually fuck would return.
Feeling the mittens constrict her hands, she couldn't help but try to close her jacket, noticing just how impaired she had been rendered thanks to the last things he had put on her.
"Hehe. Ya so cute when ya playful" He smirked as he fastened her left mitten some more.
"Sir. Your... thing... Is so big. How will... you get pants on?" She asked hesitantly.
Growling a little, George considered his options.
"I'll be back soon, child. Need ta take care of business real quick."
"Stand straight, hands behind ya back. Stay" He said, almost like she was a dog. Abby did as she was told. George turned the lights off when he left, closing the door behind him, leaving her in the sun-lit room.
Closing her eyes, she couldn't help but smile a little to herself. The world was so strange, and her life had gotten crazy. It was like she was living in a dream. Everything felt so different. She could barely remember who she used to be. But even when she was in complete silence, she didn't really think much about things. But, something she did notice was the absence of the overwhelming urge to masturbate and expose herself. It was still there, but she could keep things under control. In fact, doing as she was told gave her a small jolt of excitement.
Also, was she going out wearing this? A slight breeze and her tits would be exposed. And people could see the shape of her vagina through the tiny bit of coverage her crotch had received. At least it didn't zap and vibrate nonstop. Was she going to wear boots? She couldn't walk through town like this, any shard of glass and she'd be bleeding out. She was so used to depending on the old man, she hoped he would put some good footwear on her.

tanuno · Jun 29, 2024

[Zardoz]

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[Novaksus]

Abby Chapter 1 - 41

20 minutes later, George returned. He was happy to see the girl standing just where he had left her. With no words exchanged, he attached the leash to her collar and dragged her out of the bedroom. Walking downstairs, they headed towards the foyer.
Abby had a look of determination and focus on her face. The metal jingled merrily as she was walked through the living room. Her face was still a mess from all the crying, raccoon eyes as the black makeup had left a mess of her. Her ass was bruised and red, her spanking still visible for all who looked her way. Every time she took a step, she felt her nipples brush against the fabric.
Goosebumps surged across her exposed skin. She was thrilled. But, she could still control herself. The warm throbs from her recently smacked butt cheeks kept her in line.
George put boots on her, and as they walked to the car, he couldn't help but admire the upbeat and spirited girl as she stomped eagerly after him.
"When in town, behave yaself, child" He said, brushing some strands of hair away from her eye.
"Yes Sir, I will be good" She said, smiling, but feeling a little embarrassed for him pampering her and being so overprotective. But, she felt safe with him.
"Heh... Ya will be a good pony, that for sure. Even got the prance right" He chuckled, noticing her arms. Giggling, Abigail did a few pretend steps, acting like a pony. She found it amusing. He unclipped the leash and nodded
"Get into the car, and we will get going"
Getting into the car, Abby was excited for where they were going, and she hadn't been in a car in so long. It was a fun experience. This was an ancient thing though, this car must be one of those that ran on explosives. The stuff that could burn down buildings if one wasn't careful. Gasoline, yes, gasoline. In the big city, everything was electronic.
The ride was a lot of fun. The car was old, it shook, it made sounds as if it was in the process of blowing up. The seats bounced the two up and down. Abby couldn't help but laugh a little in delight. The sun was warm and comforting on her skin. A reminder that she was still very exposed. It was thrilling, but not too distracting. They shared a few nice words during the brief drive to town.
Eventually, the car slowed down. Parking in the mostly abandoned road.
The two left the vehicle. George walked in front of the car, turned around, and then jingled the chains.
"Child, come. Let me leash you" He smirked a little when he saw the meek and hesitant demeanor of Abigail. She slowly shifted towards him. Feeling so naked. Her red ass cheeks brought a blush to her face as she must've looked so silly. But, the old man seemed to only enjoy her nervousness and anxiety.
When Abby approached, a couple of pedestrians stopped in their tracks. Others watched from afar, but the two men seemed more bold. They walked towards Abby and George. They smiled and nodded to the farmer. Did they know each other?
"Good girl..." The old man cooed as he snapped the leash on the girl. A hand rested around her neck, it felt safer to be close to George.
"Aaah. George! Nice seeing ya here. This be the latest livestock?" The man with the beanie said in a friendly tone.
"This child be Abigail Olter. 19 years of age, Blood type W-Clean, ID SHPU-07441D1765. Barely finished grooming her. Training will begin tomorrow." George said with a hint of pride in his voice. He pushed Abby forward a little and presented her to the two men with a spark of excitement.
"Child, this here be two gentlemen that help keep ma ranch runnin'. They often come by ta visit, watch the progress, and also rent our services. During early summers, we runnin' visitor programs too. Come, play with our projects. Everyone have fun, and we earn some much needed coins. This here be Jason Mallet" He nodded towards the man in the beanie.
"And that be Duke Derrington. Both come from esteemed names in this part. Derrington be the heir t..." George's introduction was interrupted as the man in the coat cleared his throat before injecting.