[Fiction] A New Society

[Officelover]

After my chastity belt was removed I got the first good look at my pussy. I didn't know it looked like that. It was... wierd seeing it, after all these years. I kinda liked my pussy though. Didn't look like I'd expect it too.

I put on some clothes that the woman handed me; some jeans and a shirt with a large letter "B" on it. I got back on the conveyor belt, and headed to a large room. It was huge, actually. Maybe even gigantic. Anyways, it was really big, and had at least... I don't know... 350 people my age in it. I'd never seen so many people together in one room in my entire life. As I waited, more and more people started coming in. The room was getting filled up, squished.

A man who probably was a drill sargeant stepped on stage, and said to us, "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! It's now time for your briefing. So, A's go with the A counseler, who is standing closest to the right door. B's go with the B counselor, who is standing closest to the right back exit..."

I made my way through the enormous crowd to the back of the room. I found the B counselor. He took 100 of us- about half boys, half girls- down a hallway, and into a large conference room. We all sat down, and the counselor said stern;y, "Welcome everyone. Now, I have some very bad news for you. You are all, what are called, 'Houseslaves'."

There was a buzz of nervous questioning. Finally, a boy piped up, and asked plainly, "But what does that mean?"

The man answered him, "That's a good question. Now, on our planet, the Government requires all of the people to be broken into five categories. These are based on who your parents were. The first is Domines. They are the luckiest- they are the only free group. Everyone is going to the lovely island of Hedonia, and the Domines are the only ones that will be free there. Not only will they be guaranteed a house, and money, but they also get four slaves to use however they want. There are Canises, who are basically going to be the Domines' dogs. There are Fucksluts, who will basically just fuck the Domines. Aaaannnnddd there are Painsluts, who will be used for... entertainment. And then there are you guys. You are some of the luckiest slaves, because you can usually keep your dignity. You'll be simply cleaning, cooking, running buisnesses, working. You'll be like maids, chefs, gardeners, etc..."

"And we'll be forced to do this?"

"YES! The government is mandating that you will be slaves! You are no longer free! Try grasping that! You are now just SLAVES!"

"But why?"

"I can't answer that. But, now it's time to go."

All of a sudden about seventy five large men arrived. They started pushing us out of the room, and into these trucks. Then they closed the backs of the trucks, and we drove off. I was in a cramped truck with about thirty other people, and we just kept driving for about an hour. Then, finally, we stopped, and were "loaded" into these crates. Therewere three other people in my crate, and we were placed on a train.

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I don't have any more time right now. How do you like the story? Please make some more comments. Also- did you like John or Hannah's story more?

[daremenudeguy]

For one thing this is by far the best story i've read on getdare. To answer your question I particularly liked the one about John becsuse this is something i would like to do.

[Officelover]

After three days or so, the horrid train ride finally stopped. It was so humiliating, being that close in contact with the three others. There was two guys and one other girl. We were all naked. There was a security camera in the box, I guess to make sure we didn't have sex with each other. You had to take precautions with four naked and horny teenagers who'd been in chastity belts for most of their lives. Oddly, one guy still had hais chastity belt on. But his was different. It was black, and he said it had metal teeth inside it.

But as horny as we were, no attempts were made. We were so overwhelmed by the fact that we were basically sold as slaves by the government that we were too busy to notice our libidos. At first it was really awkward... since guys hadn't really seen naked girls and girls hadn't really seen naked guys. And we were in really close quarters. We all went to the bathroom in the same area. Which was... awkward.

Other than the initial (and persistant) awkwardness, we kind of bonded. It was wierd how it worked out. We didn't expect it. I guess no one expected it. We talked a lot during the ride, and found out a lot about each other. I remember one particular conversation:

"Can you believe that the government is behind this whole slavery thing?" I asked. "I mean, I always thought the government was here to protect us. Now, we're all going to be forced to clean and cook, like the Hertas did on Freew."

"Clean and cook?" Asked Amy, "You're going to just clean and cook?!" All of a sudden, she burst into tears.

"What's the matter?" I asked her, concerned, "Why are you crying?"

"Because... I'm a Fuckslut."

"What's that?"

"Hannah, when I get there, I'm going to be used... I'm going to be used as a whore! Some guy is going to fuck me all day long!"

I was shocked. This girl was sold into whoredom?! It seemed impossible. Soon, I asked, "Wait, so not everyone here is a Houseslave?"

"You're a Houseslave?" asked one of the guys, Dan, "I'm a Painslut!"

"What's that?" Asked Alice, the Fuckslut.

"I'm going to be used as a toy. I'll be tortured all day long. I heard stories from the others- they said the Domines, whoever they are, apparently take some perverse, sick pleasure in seeing us suffer. They're going to humiliate me, degrade me, hurt me, whip me!"

This was even more shocking. I'd assumed we'd all be doing chores, not sexually fulfilling Domines! I asked Ben, the soft-spoken other boy, "What are you?"

He said, "I don't know."

"Well, what is your position?" Asked Dan.

"I don't know." He repeated.

"Why are you still wearing your chastity belt?" Asked Alice.

"I... I don't know."

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When we got to the Island, we didn't see much of it. In fact we saw none of it. As soon as the train stopped, we were put into a dark loading dock. There was another conveyor belt that moved us along through the dim, depressing lighting. Soon, we went through a machine that scanned us. The box wasn't a wooden cage. It was a glass box, largish, and had a top on it that could be opened by unlocking the five powerful locks. There were obviously breathing holes, and one rather large hole I'd been wondering about.

On the conveyor belt, a nozzle went into that hole. It went down and all of a sudden started spraying freezing cold water, and rotating. All of us got wet, which wasn't exactly a bad thing- after three days in a small confined area, with four people (we were given food and water, twice a day) we had produced a good enough sized amount of piss and shit.

So there we were, sitting crosslegged, naked, shivering, sitting in a stew of water and our own piss and shit. We headed down the conveyor belt, and we slowly passed a glass window, where we saw many other people in our situation. There was probably about 100 of them. We went around a corner and were dropped off in the depot we'd seen before.

After about half a day of waiting, we finally moved again. Out of that cage into a metal jail cell. A slight improvement. Here we had, at least, what we thought was a chamber pot.

I saw "what we thought" for a reason. We were waiting there for a week, and over the week we all used the pot. At the end of the week, the day before our master came, the jailer came into our cell, tied us to the ground, and poured our waste all over us. It was absolutely disgusting.

But, as I said, the next day was the day Master arrived. He came and didn't look evil. He looked like a normal guy. I even thought that I recognized him. I expected someone really evil-looking, but he just looked... normal. He took us out of that nasty jail cell, and brought us to his place.

But that, I will tell another time.

[Officelover]

Is anyone still reading this?

No one's commented in a while.

[Zman]

Originally Posted by Officelover

Is anyone still reading this?

No one's commented in a while.

I'm reading it. I love it

[Caliboy]

I am. This is definately one of the best stories right now, due to it being so different than everything else on here.

[daremenudeguy]

Im loving it so far

[Caseopia]

Yep still reading and loving it

[storyboy]

office, this is the BEST story ever. i read stories, and some of them are good. very few of them ever finish. almost every story i read, you have commented on. i expect great things, office!

[Odiefrom]

Still amazing since my last comment! Keep it up!

[Officelover]

I feel horrible! I haven't posted in so long, and you've all made so many nice comments. I get it, I get it; people still do read this story. I'll post another segment- ENJOY.

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We were in Master's house. Master hadn't driven us here- we were escorted- I mean, "delivered". Master had us all naked, prostrated. I think he mostly did this to see our asses. We weren't used to being naked in front of others. It wasn't so bad when we were all in the glass cab or in the prison cell, as it was just us. We didn't feel uncomfortable being naked in front of each other since we'd always been naked in front of each other. Plus, the shock that we were all going to be slaves had kind of temporarily evaporated thephobia of nudity.

It was back now, unfortunately. It was so hard to be naked in front of Master. He was some random stranger- yet he "owned" me? Him seeing me naked was humiliatign beyond belief. He hadn't seen much though. The only... intimate part of me he'd seen was my ass, and even that was mortifying.

Master was speaking to us, informing us of his rules.



These were:

• We are to always refer to him as Master.
• We are to never speak without permission. To gesture for permission, we are to put our hand to our mouth and softly move it out.
• We will do whatever he tells us to without complaint. However, if he does tell us to do something we don't understand, we're ordered to ask him about it- so we can better serve him.
• We are to adhere by his schedule
• We are to know we are nothing but lowly slaves, pleasure toys for Master.
• We are never to masturbate without permission.
• We are never, ever to sleep with anyone but Master, unless Master tells us to.
• We are not allowed to have limits, but he'll be slightly lenient if he suspects we crossed a limit.
• Every Friday we will have a session in which he will fuck three of us- Me, Dan, and Amy. (We interpretted this to mean that he was bi.) This will be condomless- intended so that the Master and Slave can bear a child, who will then become a slave. (This would work, but we have a man in the picture. That means that first master fucks me, Dan, and Amy. Then Dan fucks me and Amy. If either of us is pregnant with Dan's baby, it will become a Canis. )
• We will be punished severely if we fail, disobey, or just forget.
• He is our Master; we will do whatever he tells us to. We must trust him to have only the bet intentions, but remember we are far lower than him, and he has power over every tiny detail in our lives. If he wanted to throw a party for every male Master on the island, and had me sleep with every guy there, I'd have to do it. If he thought my boobs were too small, he could go to one of the many breast enhancement surgery places, and have my tits become E-Cups! Hell, if he didn't like me as a girl, he could change me into a guy. I was now his slave, and had to do whatever he told me to.

We listened as Master explained all these rules to us. Master was a hot man. He had nutmeg eyes and brown hair the color of F'daaaaaaaas. He was somewhat muscular. Somewhat. And was tan. Very tan. He looked slightly older than me, even though we had the same birthdate. He said (with his masculine, dominant voice): "Slaves, we will not be doing what we'll normally do soon. Eventually, we will have a lot more "fun". But now, for these next couple months, I will be breaking you. Breaking down the stupid moral barriers they taught you in school. That's right- those stupid Ethics classes. All so that I could have the fun of breaking you. Let me just offer you a word of advice; within these four walls, and everywhere on this island, really, whatever I say for yout o do is right. Whatever I tell you not to do is wrong. Well, for the rest of the day, I'll just be "chatting" with you, and taking measurements and whatnot. So, if I'm not talking to you, you should take this time to check out your quarters. Or cry about how horrible your life is. I'd like to talk to... Hannah first."

I started to get up. "Who told you to get up yet, slave?" He asked angrily. I felt a large slap on my ass. "You have a nice ass," He continued, "A really nice ass." He was sqeezing it, slapping it, pushing his finger up my anus, etc... "It's round, big, firm... to bad we're not going to use it that much." He pulled his finger out of my ass, and said, "Oh, my. You really have got to clean that better. Slave, clean off my finger."

Without warning he inserted his finger into my mouth. It was disgusting. I had no clue why he thought I had a nice ass. What was so sexy about an ass- it's just for defecating right?

Right?

He told me, "Tell me about your childhood."

Startled, once he removed his shitty finger from my mouth, I said, "W- Well, I am eighteen years old. My guardians wee named-"

He cut me off. "Okay, that's enough. Now, do you know what limits are?"

I didn't know.

He chuckled and said, "Newbie! You should have said anything... now I'm just going to assume you have no limits."

"Wait, Master!"

"He glared at me and screamed, "You didn't make the gesture. Can't keep that mouth shut! Well, how about we try this!"

He unzipped his pants, and took out a rather large cock. Much bigger than the only other one I'd ever seen. He shoved it into my mouth. I tried screaming, but the sound was blocked by the penis in my mouth. "Are you lucky, slut," He told me, "You're the first person to ever give me a blow job." My mind was going beserk- Already! I'm... I'm performing oral sex. They tought me about this in Ethics class- the sperm is poisonous! Oh, God!

Poison sperm aside, this was a huge step because... it constituted the first sexual act I'd ever performed on another person. Well, there was the Geeja, but... that wasn't real. And got my dildo taken out. The whole thing seemed ages away- like a distant, fading dream. Now I was here. I was rapidly, perhaps too rapidly, accpeting my fate to be a houseslave. And here I was, blowing a man I'd known for half an hour's cock.

He came inside of my mouth, and I was surprised that his cum wasn't burning the insides of my mouth, like they had taught in Ethics class. He was breathing heavily, and in between breaths told me, "That was a pretty good job, for a first timer."

I could tell I had satisfied him more than any stupid Button had in the past five years. It was strange to think that he was at the same city I was in. We're the same age. He could have one to the same school as I had, and I just didn't know it. He seemed... different.

Once he stopped, he aked me many more questions, ranging from "What's your favorite color?" to "Were you romantically involved with anyone?" to "What's your favorite sex position?" Then he asked me for the adress that I lived at before. I gave it to him.

Next, he told me, "Stand up slave. It's finally time for me to see the rest of your body, besides your ass." Which he gave a slap for good measure. I stood up, and he circled around me, looking, smiling. He said, "We're goign to take some measurements."

The first thing he did was take a measuring tape, and measure around my waist, my chest, and my hips. Then he took a bag. It had many bras. he took the smallest one, and attempted to put it on. It didn't fit at all. I made the gesture, and he said, "What is it, slave?"

"Well, I know my bra size."

He said, "Yes, but these go by a different scale. Now shut up, and don;t question me again."

He tried on another, slightly larger one. It barely fit my breasts, and it made them look much bigger than they actually were. "Perfect!" he clapped his hands with joy.

He took off the bra, and set it onto a table. Now he took something that looked like a really, really long dildo, with little increments marked off. He told me to lie down on the table, and to spread my legs. He looked at my pussy for a while, moaning. I could see the lust in his eyes. But he didn't fuck me. He took the long dildo, and shoved it slowly into my pussy. He stopped after a while, and said, "When it gets unbearable enought that you can take it no more, say "Arewx"."

I nodded. The dildo went up and up my pussy. It must had been longer than a foot by now. My eyes were tearing up, I was stiflign back screams. The dildo slid easily with it's lubricant. Finally, after I could take no more, I screamed "Arewx!"

He stopped, and climbed onto the table, and read the measurement. "Hmm... only one foot and four inches. And this was the smallest width. Don't worry, slave, by the time you turn 28 we'll have your pussy wide enough for the widest dildo, and we'll fit the whole two feet six inches up your cunt."

I didn't believe it stretched that far.

Then, he had me turn around, and lie down again. He took the dildo, and without warning, inserted it into my ass. I screamed. It felt so painful. I screaed "Arewx! Arewx! AREWX!!!" After a short time.

Once again, he read the measurement, and said, "Hmmm... only three inches. Thw suggested ass range is one foot. We'll get you there, whore. We'll get you there. But for now, you'redone for the day. Go get once of your friends."

With that I climbed up the stairs, crying.

[Officelover]

Sorry to bump I just wanted everyone to know that I finished this post. Comments please!

[storyboy]

a great installment, office lover. awrex? care to share where you thought of that, or is it something that comes in later.

[Trystaan]

This is really really good office, the originality is amazing. The only story i am reading at the mo Well done.

[molten man]

Amazing officelover. Just to good!!