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The Love Slaves	By : Nescafevh Category: Final Fantasy VII > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3193 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It's been quiet some time since i updated this fanfic. I WAS stuck on this chapter of how to actually have it play out, but recent downloads from the site 'Bound Gods' inspired me. This chapter has threesomes and some descriptive sex, enjoy. I am currently halfway through the next chapter which should be up in the next couple of days (hopefully, if my internet would stop going off and on, damned thing).
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I shuddered and shook, clutching the blanket around me, trying to recover, trying to come down from what had to have been the most incredible night of my life. I never knew things could be like that as I stared blankly at my buyers legs. It had been so amazing and painful and lustful and other things I couldn’t think of at the moment to describe because my head wasn’t on straight.
I had slept on the floor of the car for what must have been a good few hours, wrapped in the blanket, unworried about the seat-belt or security. I mean what was the point, even if there was an slim chance of having an accident, not only would I survive but my enhanced body would heal, it may take a while, but I would.
I had drifted in and out of sleep, waking slightly when I felt myself lifted and carried somewhere only to drift back again as I was lowered onto something soft.
The next thing I knew was a sharp pain on my thighs, jerking me awake and aware.
The first thing I felt was roughness around my wrists and ankles.

The second was I was on my back, woah, deja vu.

The third was I was fully erect, but something was tightly tied around the base, under my balls.

The forth was lines of pain over my thighs and stomach, even my cock stung-but felt good at the same time. Something tight and sharp pinched my nipples.
There was another sudden strike of pain across my chest and my eyes flew open with a joyed pain-filled cry.
I was tied to a bed in an nondescript hotel room. What looked like a rubber band was tied tightly around the base of my cock, keeping my thick red length erect and unable to come-pointless, he could have just told me not to-oh well. Lines of red marks made their way up my body from my feet and when I looked up my buyer was standing above me naked with his thick belt folded in hand.
When he saw he had my attention he snapped the belt and spoke firmly “you know why you are here like this, don’t you slave.”
“Yes sir” I said meekly “I disobeyed orders by leaving the car and endangered you and the company by saving the girl and exposing my enhancements. I am to be punished.”
“And rewarded” he added “I know you like it rough and pain-filled. If you hadn’t of done what you did that child would be dead. Your act also won me the item I desired from her father and with it what I needed to bring Shinra down.” At my panic he spoke again “what the company are doing to people like you is wrong, you know that don’t you? Kidnapping people from the very streets and turning them into slaves of every type. Did you have a family?”
I shook my head “my father was never in my life and my mother died last year of cancer sir.”
“You loved your mother, didn’t you, while she was alive?”

“Yes sir.”
“Well imagine someone with an mother and father, brothers and sisters, kidnapped from the street and turned into a sex slave. Imagine the fear, concern, terror their family is going through not knowing where they are, what happened to them, if they are alive or dead, imagine what they’re going through. And what if they just happened on their family member being used and who has no reaction to them whatsoever, no Recognition or knowledge of them, no embarrassment or modesty, they even continue to enjoy being used right in front of them.”
At first I saw no problem with this, what was wrong with a slave doing what their purpose in life and existence was? But then I remembered Tifa and her used body and joyous look as she was sold and remembered the fact she had an father and brother. How would they react to their daughter now? It took an tremendous effort for me to see what he was talking about from HIS point of view-my brainwashing was so deep-but being an slave and being programmed to obey helped. By following my conditioning to obey my buyer and do whatever my masterbuyer said with ALL my will helped me see it from his point of view.
I understood what he was saying and although the thought of my programmers and those people who had made me what I was and gave me my purpose in life being stopped from doing the same to those others who also hadn’t found those scared me, I obeyed my buyers wish and accepted they had to be stopped.
“Being an General for the M.S.D.F gave me the ability to read people better than themselves. I sensed something in you, something....different from all those others. It told me I HAD to get you out of there, that you would be the one to aid my purpose bringing those bastards down finally. With your act to save the child instinctively you proved my instinct correct. Your instinct to save someone so helpless and in danger was STRONGER than the programming. Any other slave would have just continued their ordered task, they would have let that child be hit and die, but you didn’t, you couldn’t. My decision to choose you was correct and I am pleased with it.
FOR NOW you will continue your purpose, continue with what you are made to be. However when I need you....”
“Yes sir” I answered, then cocked my head “If you are not my master, if you brought me for another, how am I to aid you sir?”
“The one I brought you for is an family member. He lives in MY home as will you.”
This made me intensely happy. I would be there to be used by him, to be fucked by my buyer. Maybe even BOTH at the same time. Turning back to business he snapped the belt to his leg again “this is your punishment-AND reward.”
For hours he whipped me with the belt, across the pecks, across my cock and balls, the bull-clips on my nipples vibrating painfully with each strike. After this he told me to tighten my ass and stay dry and I obeyed. He then removed the bull-clips and used large metal safety pins to pierce my nipples, closing them and stringing them together with thick chain which he attached to a slow-moving fan blade, meaning they were pulled painfully every time the blade spun away from me.
After more whippings he untied one arm to move it to the other side above my other and with this pattern he moved me onto my stomach, to continue there, speeding up the fan blade. Every now and then he would yank my erect cock, making me cry out at the pain and pleasure, even forcing an torch handle into my ass deeply, teasingly. I cried out and begged, but accepted my punishment until eventually he left me laying still on the bed, panting.
The next thing I was aware of was him climbing up behind me, guiding himself into my tight dry hole and ceasing my hips. With one forward thrust he was inside me to the hilt, but instead of pounding away and fucking me he slowly rocked his hips, making love to me, keeping me on the edge of feeling his glorious cock to it’s full power, sometimes speeding up and pounding me better than I had ever felt before from ANY of those who had used me, sometimes slowly, an inch at a time in and sometimes out.
It kept me off-balance, causing me pleasure and pain but unable to keep in rhythm so denied what I so wanted or needed.
Finally he called out “you can come in now.”
Through the bathroom door came an figure of an weaselly man with an huge cock, naked, eying me with a grin “about time. All his cries and screams sooo turned me on. What do you want me to do?”
My buyer moved out of me and with one hand lifted me up off the bed.
The man grinned and moved forward, moving into place under me and when he lowered me back down the man’s huge cock touched mine, but not for long. My buyer grabbed the rod and moved it down, the man following, so he could push the thing deep into my ass, deep and long, my tight dry ass squeezing the man’s rod as he slid inside with difficulty. The man under me grunted “oh yeah, so tight and dry, such an good tight slut.”
“Just remember our deal” the buyer said.
“Of course” the man grinned and began the thrust his hips up inside me hard, pounding deep inside the tight dry hole. While he did so my buyer brought out an candle and lite it.
While the man pounded my hole from underneath the buyer slowly spread hot dripping wax over my body, buttocks, spine, arms and legs. The wax was unusual, it STAYED burning hot and dried in hard clumps and when he was done he brought out an bottle of oil. This he spread all over the wax and to my surprise and shock it REMAINED, burning my skin as if still under flame and remained clumped and attached.
Once done the two turned me back over and while the other pounded me violently between the legs I began to cry out again and writhe as more wax was used on my front, my nipples, the safety pins ‘glued’ into place, my hands and legs, my balls and cock, the wax so thick it encased my balls and cock completely, then those too were covered in the oil to keep them burning and solid. My cock trembled in it’s burning prison, pain from my wax covered body as the weaselly guy pounded my tight dry ass, using me to increase his pleasure and lust, using me as the sex slave I was. He didn’t seem to want to cum, going on endlessly as hours seemed to merge together in pain and pleasure and fucking and pounding.
Finally the man climbed back under me and pierced me again, my buyer moving back to kneel on the bed, the man widening his legs to allow him access.
I felt something touch me from behind, just above the cock pounding me, and begin to push.
I screamed aloud, my body tensing and face and eyes wide as his huge cock pierced my ass over on top of the other mans, impaling me on two cocks inside my tight dry hole, two thick incredibly long and hard rods of lust together forcing their way inside an hole too tight for even one and too dry to take an moving object of such force and speed.
While I screamed and cried out at the force, the two huge cocks began to pound away inside me, hard and thick, stretching me more than I have ever been, both cocks pumping in different rhythms and keeping me off balance, both using my tight dry ass like they were free to do whatever they wished with it, raping it, using it to increase their pleasure, raping my trapped imprisoned body, grunting in lust with every thrust they did inside me, faster and faster, harder and harder, trying to outdo each other in violence, the man underneath yanking viciously on the chain between my nipples to see the skin pulled out and the waxed-down pins pull me out almost hard enough to rip, my buyer slapping my burning trapped cock, but without the freedom I barely felt the slaps, feeling only the burning slapped harder against my cock than before, causing the pain to increase.
On and on it went, both men pounding my ass violently with their cocks and trying to outdo each other, neither coming or slowing and if I had anything left in my mind my own it was snapping, I was well and truly an sex slave, addicted to cocks and cum, to being used and abused however my master or those he wished so fit to use me, wanted to. The violence, the pounding, the burning, the pain, the constant thick hard cocks inside my ass, the merciless pain with little pleasure just chasing that, the grunts of their lust and need and my buyer leaning over to whisper “you are so tight and dry, slave, so tight around my cock inside you, so needy for our cum, so BEGGING for us to violate you, to rape your sweet hole. You’re our cum-dump, our slave, feel us using your man-cunt like it’s supposed to be used. You will take our seed like nothing else matters to you, you will obey our every whim and pleasure no matter what and when we desire, even if it means your pain and fear. Take my cock inside you, take BOTH our cocks and love it, want it more, love our lust and beg for our cum.”
“I do sir” I cried out “fuck me, cum inside my ass, pound me with both your rods of ownership, rape me until I scream and beg, use me as your lusts and desire, pound my ass so deep the cum stains me and squirts inside me deeper with every thrust.”
“Such a mouth” the weaselly man moaned “let’s give him what he wants, let’s use him and fuck his blonde brains out. Let’s bury our poles so far inside him he tastes our cum long after we’re gone.” His hips snapped up into me harder and sharper, the thick rod going deeper inside me than before and faster, making me scream louder until my voice began to break.
Again and again they pounded me, using my ass for hours, raping me with their violence and lust.
When they finally cum, filling my ass to brimming, the other man moved to my front, forcing his huge cock in my mouth while my buyer used my ass to the full of his lust, his violent pounds inside me throwing me forward and back over the dick in my mouth, sucking desperately at the thing.
It took another few hours before both came inside me again, the man in my mouth first, filling my mouth, throat and stomach with his load before they swapped positions and while I sucked my buyer the other seized my hips and raped my tight dry hole, using me faster and faster, harder and more violently with each stroke, grunting in my ear “slut, oh god so good, so tight and dry, slave, take my cock in your ass, feel me pound your body. You are ours to use, to fill with cum, ours to rape, ours to violate, ours to use for our lusts and needs. You are nothing but a cum-dump, an thing for me to rape again and again for however long I want. My cock belongs in your body, in your ass, you can’t defy or disobey, you can only lay there and take it.” He looked at my buyer “ I want to use him by myself, I want to feel his struggle, I want a rape. I want to pound his ass so deep while he tries to escape and cries out in fear and pain that he’ll never forget my cock using him.”
The buyer nodded and blew his load in my mouth, moving me to my back on the bed and tied spread eagle-looking at me “give him what he wants.”
I nodded.
For hours he whipped me, each stroke of the whip causing the burn to push deeper, struggling and crying out in fear and horror, begging him to stop, to free me, to let me go. When he finally climbed up between my legs he growled at my cries of denial “you have no choice my little toy, your ass is mine, mine with to fuck as I please.” With one violent forward thrust he was inside me, my ass so tight and dry at my buyers order that that one pierce stretched my wide open and drew blood. I screamed in shock, horror and disbelief as he filled me, trying to struggle away, to escape.
He moaned “oh gods you are so tight around me slut, you’re very body squeezes me so tight I think I’m gonna love it.” Then, as my screams increased, his hips withdrew to snap back in, an full forward thrust with his entire weight behind it and sliding all the way inside me each time. He reached out to grab the chain, yanking on it and my pierced nipples while he began to pound inside me, using my struggling screaming body to his lust and pleasure.
He pounded me and used me for so long I lost track of time, taking my 'unwilling' form again and again in many different positions, arms tied behind my back while he pounded me, hands and knees while my wrists were both tied together to the headboard, spread-eagle with a broom handle tied to my ankles to force my legs apart, tied to a chair, standing up with my head under the shower and wrists tied to the shower head while he used me from behind, sucking his cock until he filled my stomach with his load and others I soon lost track of until finally he hand me on hands and knees again, only this time my buyer was underneath me, again in my ass with him laying over my back, his dick pounding away with my buyers, this time the other man was grunting more desperately and faster with less control and I realized that the lust drug, the mako in his system was wearing off and his next orgasm would be his last.
So I decided to make it memorable, I sobbed and begged and writhed and tightened my ass more around them, only making it seem like part of my struggling, I wanted it to look like I was truly being raped.
This excited the man even more, becoming even more vicious and harder, grunting dirty nasty things in my ear as he did.
I looked down into my buyers face who nodded, pleased by my actions. He too knew the man had only this one left in him. His eyes said "make it memorable" and I pursed my lips for a second and gave a sharp nod back.
His hand went down my body until it found the burning wax cage around my cock and began to tug, causing me to shudder at it, my cries of protest and begging interrupted by the high pained sound of my imprisoned member being burned, not severely or anything like that, the wax just continued to make my skin feel like it was still melted, the same effect it had when he had first dripped it over my body, as if the wax had absorbed the heat of the flame that had liquified it and maintained it even now.
While both used me my buyer continued to move the cage around my cock, keeping me off balance and in pain, writhing between their pounding hips, the hard violent dicks buried so deep inside me I'd probably still have cum in my intestines tomorrow-not to mention the artificial womb they had implanted me with was probably filled to brimming with their mixed load.
The man above me's cries were changing, getting higher and more desperate, chanting "I'm gonna cum, this is gonna be big, oh gods I can feel it's gonna be a lot, it's all I have left, I'm gonna fill you so much with my load you'll feel it come out your mouth" but I just continued and maintained eye contact with my buyer.
As a slave one of the rules was never look your master in the eye, always remain submissive with your eyes lowered respectively, but it also said unless your master ordered you to. I could tell my buyer wanted me too, it was in his eyes-the 'keep looking at me for my signal' so I obeyed. Also, as I was SUPPOSED to be playing the part of an rape victim, eye contact was a part of it so I could supposedly try and show him what he was doing to me, that maybe the emotions would evoke pity.
*Scoff*
His hand around me tightened around my wax cage as the other began to let out quick gasps of breath, the other trembling himself as the power of his orgasm came closer and faster to completion.
Finally- five seconds before-the other orgasmed my buyer's hand squeezed and he grunted "come."
In union with both men I came, the wax cage breaking and freeing me so as my balls tightened and I sprayed, the liquid sprayed free, pumping out in an flood of cream over my buyers chest and stomach, coincidentally causing my ass muscles to convulse and squeeze the two cocks, hard, ripping an even stronger orgasm from them.
Leaning up my buyer whispered in my ear "out". Obediently I lost instant consciousness.
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