Katie stretched in utter contentment in the luxurious bridal suite, feeling the warmth of her husband next to her, enjoying the feel of his smooth muscles under her fingertips and the lingering afterglow of sex. Never had Katie felt more like a woman than at that moment.
What's that tinkle? Katie scrunched her brow at the noise, then opened her eyes. The warm male next to her stirred slightly, releasing a deep sigh of contentment. Rick. The tinkling sound that has awoken her was the jingling of chains; hers and others, moving around the males' dorm. She hears a different tinkle: a man urinating into a toilet bowl across the room.
Reality came filtering through, dissipating the haze of her dream. This was no bridal suite. It was the men's dormitory in The Mint, and she and the man next to her were both captives, sex slaves in training.[J1]
"Damn. Too good to be true," murmured Katie, but she snuggled back into Rick. At least one part of the dream was real: Rick's smooth, toned muscles and lovely cock. She may as well enjoy it while she can[J2].
Katie let her fingernails lightly score a trail across his chest as she nuzzled his neck and then gently nipped an earlobe. "Hey, sleepy head. Want to get in one more round before they come to take me away?" she whispered.
A smile stretched Rick's finely sculpted mouth before his eyes even opened. He caught Katie's hand and moved it down lower to where his cock was already hardening. "Does that answer your question?"
"Mmm..." she purred as she wrapped her fingers around his thickening member. "I like my men like I like my coffee, hot as hell and ready for me first thing in the morning."
Rick chuckled and turned on his side to face her. "I don't know about 'hot as hell,' but I'm ready to go. And I do hope you like some cream with your coffee, because I think I have a nice big helping for you."
Katie released a small growl and devoured his mouth in a hungry kiss. "Oh, you're hot as hell, all right," she exclaimed breathlessly when their mouths parted. "And my pussy just adores cream."
Rick nipped at her lower lip as he hoisted her leg over his hip and positioned his now throbbing cock at her entrance. His green eyes roamed her face. "You're beautiful, Katie. When we're close like this, face to face, body to body, I can almost forget we're in this fucking place. I can imagine it's just the two of us, back in the real world, even if it's only for a little while."
The intensity in his expression and words brought a lump to Katie's throat. She stroked the side of his face and then let her fingers slip through his mussed black hair. "I know. I feel the same. Maybe someday it will be a reality. We can't give up hope that one day we'll escape this life and find each other on the outside." Her eyes teared up a little as she went on. "But for now, all we have is this: the short reprieves, the incredible pleasure we can give each other when we're allowed. Let's not waste it."
Rick nodded, then shifted so his shaft slid into her tight pussy. Katie gasped as it stretched her inner muscles and tunneled right to her core. It felt so incredibly good, so incredibly satisfying after days of having to endure constant stimulation but yet suppress her orgasms. Last night had been her reward for winning the girls' poker tournament. She'd gotten to choose her prize, and she'd chosen a night with Rick. They'd fucked the whole night through, and yet she was still hungry for him. How could she not be? He was gorgeous with his black hair, glittering green eyes and perfectly muscled body. And his cock... Oh, his long, thick cock did amazing things to her pussy, rubbing her in all the right spots.
But it wasn't just the sex. She felt a connection with Rick. If they were on the outside, she would love to explore a relationship with him. Go to dinners, walks in the park, or just cuddle up on the sofa and watch a movie. The stuff normal couples do when they're getting to know one another. But they weren't a normal couple. The sex was all they had. And even that was controlled by their captors. If Justine caught wind that Katie was developing a more intimate connection with Rick, she'd no doubt refuse any further contact between them. Too much fraternizing among the captives was frowned upon. They were here for one reason only: to be trained in the sexual arts, turned into insatiable living sex-toys for super rich clients of The Mint.
Rick groaned and slowly pumped in and out of her channel, his eyes closed. They both were relishing every single second of their joining. "God, baby. You feel so tight, so good."
Katie could barely breathe, it felt so amazing. "Fuck me, Rick. Make me come. Please."
He released a low growl of agreement, then rolled her onto her back and thrust deeply into her wet cunt. Katie cried out as he hit bottom and sent a tremor of pleasure rippling through her. In response, he delivered another hard thrust.
"Oh, god, yes! That's it!" Katie clawed at his back and lifted her knees up to his sides, lifting her pussy to take him as deep as he could go. "Fuck me!"
Rick pounded into her, grunting and panting in her ear, whispering dirty words of encouragement that sent her orgasm loose. It gripped her, tensing her muscles, blurring her vision, stealing her breath. Her pussy vibrated and throbbed around his cock until he too could hold out no longer and he came inside her with a raw groan of release.
They lay tangled together for a long while afterwards, catching their breath and then dozing lightly. All too soon, the flat screen TV on the wall flickered to life and the daily exercise video came on, demanding everyone rise and participate. No one had come to take her back to her own dorm yet, so Katie joined in. Crunches, push-ups, the usual. She watched with interest as the guys stretched and contracted their pelvic muscles during the male Kegel exercises. No wonder they could maintain their erections for so long.
After the exercise session was done, a familiar female voice caught her attention. She turned and saw her friend Abby was still lying spread-eagle, chained between two young men and they were toying with her exposed pussy. The curvy, dark-haired beauty writhed in sensual agony as the men kept her on the edge of climax without letting her go over.
"Ugh! I hate you guys! Stop!" The boy-toy's finger paused in its torment of her clit and Abby's hips bucked desperately. "No, don't stop! Fuck, I need to come!"
"ATTENTION!"
The men all grabbed their cocks and held them, the posture they had been trained to hold when the call for attention was given. Katie was the only girl in the dorm who had freedom of motion, so she automatically moved around to assume her required posture: on all fours, spread legs with her butt and her pussy pointed toward the guard station.
"At ease!"
Moments later, the orderlies came in and bound Katie, Abby and the two other girls, W and P, in their walking chains for their return to the girls' dorm. As she stood, Katie felt the trickle of Rick's semen between her thighs. She looked at the three other girls and noticed they were very wet as well, their own juices dripping down their inner thighs. Theirs was the result of constant sexual teasing throughout the night. Katie smiled to herself. It was so much better to be dripping and satisfied. All three girls had red faces; not from embarrassment but from the heat of sexual arousal.
Once they were back in the women's dorm, the orderly secured Abby to her slider chain, and secured Katie at her mat. They barely had time to settle into their places when the start of the morning masturbation session was announced. During the session, Katie glanced over at Abby and noticed she was trying to exert some control over her tightly wound body, lightly touching rather than stroking, attempting to keep from further stimulating herself. After the session, Abby lay there quietly for a while, attempting to pull herself together, then she finally stirred. She moved on her slider chain toward Katie and Robin with two packages in her hands, then dropped one by Katie and one by Robin.
"Time to begin anal training, girls!"
Katie looked down at a package of three different-sized butt plugs, picked it up and started opening it. Robin, on the other hand, just stared at the package, her blue eyes wide.
"Okay girls," said Abby. "The little butt plug is a piece of cake, get your lube out, lube it up and slide it in. We'll practice on the bigger ones later." Abby glanced down at Katie, then nodded toward Robin. "Encourage her, will you?"
