Chapter 1
Cyrus woke with a groan as he felt a tongue running along his morning erection. "Mmm..." He bit his lip still unable to open his eyes yet.
He woke up like this every morning since he joined Bio-Heath-Labs Incorporated. In his position, he may have been just an average worker who helped process chemicals, but they treated him, and all the other employees with a special entry package that included a used slave, and a nice bonus.
Cyrus looked down after a bit to see the ebony skinned slave lapping at his cock. She may not have been the absolute best cock sucker, but she wasn't the worst ever. She took him into her mouth and sucked on him. A blowjob was a blowjob as far as he was concerned. "Oh... good girl..." He groaned as he sat up a bit to watch Trinity continue.
He glanced out his window, the rust coloured sky still loomed over the world; the apocalyptic events of several decades ago still hadn't faded away entirely. Looking through his window he spotted his gorgeous neighbour, Jeta Ferris. Her hip length blonde hair was being brushed in front of her mirror. She didn't look into his window, but he made a point of staring into hers.
Cyrus wanted her so badly. Her breasts weren't the biggest, but they were beautifully shaped, and that ass, it was nice and round. She teased him when she wore her panties that showed just the bottoms of her ass cheeks. The blowjob he was getting seemed to get better as he watched the blonde.
The Ferris family wasn't exactly rich, but they made a decent living. Her father worked in the manual labour slave industry selling homeless men and women to factory employers and such. Jeta's mother, Annabelle was her father's slave. She acted as a wife. Jeta was his prize, and he paid her freedom taxes every year to ensure she could never be sold to anyone.
Cyrus watched her paint her lips a pale purple colour after she had made her eyes dark and smoky. She was a fantasy for him and nothing more. How he wished he could get her out of those black t-shirts and jeans and into tight green lingerie. Green was his favourite colour. His best friend Simon, however, he liked red. It left their house looking much like a Christmas display sometimes.
Simon came to his open door and peaked in. "You still getting sucked off? We've gotta be at work in half an hour." He tied his tie as he spoke.
Cyrus grumbled. "I'll be down shortly..." He looked down at Trinity, "Alright, make me come."
Simon left the room as Trinity blew him harder, finally making him climax. "Oh God yes!" He moaned clenching his sheets.
Trinity swallowed and looked up at him. She wore pale grey panties and that was all. "Breakfast is on the table master."
"Thank you." He smiled and got dressed before heading to the kitchen table where Simon was sitting reading the paper. Simons midnight black hair matched his dark rimmed glasses. "Did you get woke up by Trinity this morning too?"
"Yep." Simon said casually.
"Do you even like slaves, Simon?" Cyrus asked eating a piece of peanut butter toast.
"I do, but I prefer them a little feisty. For the things I like to do, I want someone who won't just give into me until I've broken her." Simon explained casually.
"You're one of those tough masters I see. A sadist." Cyrus said starting on his eggs.
"Well, when you've been bullied as much I have in your life you just want to torment someone else just as badly." Simon took a drink of his coffee.
"Some of us just drink, but no... not you." Cyrus chuckled.
"Thank God I'm over twenty one now, or that wouldn't be a second option." Simon smirked a bit.
Cyrus finished his food. "Alright lets head to work."
Simon got up and headed out with him entrusting Trinity to watch the house and clean up as per usual. Jeta was outside checking the mailbox when they stepped outside. Cyrus smiled at her, "Hey Jeta."
Jeta looked up and smiled a little, "Oh, hey Cyrus. Going to work?" She asked, her lips glistening with gloss.
"Yeah. Staying home?" He tried not to stare.
"Yeah." She laughed a little. "Have a good day." Jeta walked back in.
"That was absolutely sad." Simon smirked as Cyrus got into the black car.
"Shut it..." Cyrus was a bit pink.
"Too bad she'll never go on sale... all you'll be is a pathetic flirt with no shot at that." Simon drove.
"Yeah whatever... I like her ok? She's nice." Cyrus shrugged.
"Yeah, she's nice, and a cockteaser." Simon drove to the Bio-Health-Lab and parked in the underground parking lot in his designated area.
"She doesn't mean to be!" Cyrus defended.
"Sure, but unfortunately, you've been cock teased hundreds of times in the two years we've lived in the town house next to their town house. It's a pain in the ass I'm sure." Simon commented turning the car off.
The two guys got out of the car, and headed inside the elevator. They used their employee cards to activate the buttons. "So, how's sector five?" Cyrus asked.
"Shitty. My Supervisor's a cunt." Simon stated.
"Really? Sector eleven is nice." Cyrus was a bit surprised, "What do you mean she's a cunt?"
As the doors opened Simon spotted his supervisor immediately, a slender raven haired woman with large breasts and a nice round ass. She wore tight black clothing and looked over at them, "Manson, I've got a fucking bone to pick with you." She glared.
"Oh..." Cyrus sighed getting his point.
