Elosia spent the first night in my room. We talked some of course -- I told her what had happened and my observations, but mostly she held me. Those three men had each been so different and apart from physically tired I was emotionally drained from the rollercoaster of their sexual preferences and needs.
When I'd calmed down and napped for a little while we made love to each other, of course. Tender and caring love, which washed me clean after the long day.
The next morning we woke up together and I wished we could drift back to sleep together and not face our reality. But I knew that wouldn't work.
We did our exercises together; the Order's own stretches meant to sharpen the mind and hone our senses. We then showered, I again trying to pretend the cameras weren't there and just like the day before CB was in the kitchen with some breakfast prepared for us which we ate and thanked her for. CB didn't ask me anything, to my surprise. She seemed to think it was private.
A sound at the door caught our attention. The door opened and once again Farren stepped through, the guards outside closing the door behind us. CB lead us to line up in the middle of the room and today we dutifully lined up.
"Good morning, Sluts." Farren said and reluctantly I joined the other two in curtsying. "You did well yesterday, Cocksleeve." Farren said. I said nothing. "All three of our Inaugurates were pleased. He took a step closer to me.
"But" he said, a warning tone in his voice. "I told you to thank them afterwards. You only thanked that last boy, Grivin."
"I-" I began but Farren held up a hand.
"I will be forgiving. I will chalk it up to first day jitters and we'll hear no more of it. But from now on you are
all
to remember -- it is an
honour
to receive the semen of our citizens. Whoever, whenever and whichever of your filthy holes they choose to deposit it in. Clear?"
"Yes, grandmaster." We all said.
"Good. Now, the recital, please, Semenface." He ordered and I sensed Elosia tense up. Farren had already placed his hand on his belt where the control device for the shock implants attached to our necks sat.
"Er... "I am a Slut." she began.
"I am a Slut." me and CB repeated.
"I belong to the town of Tuls."
"I belong to the town of Tuls."
"I will... offer myself when- AAH!" she cried out in pain and her knees buckled; she fell to the floor and only caught herself at the last moment.
"Try again."
"I... I will..." she struggled between ragged breaths. "...present mys- my body and all my holes to the men of this town whenever required."
"I will present my body and all my holes to all the men of this town whenever required."
"I am a Slut."
"I am a Slut." Me and CB finished.
"You will learn, in time, I'm sure." Farren said and took a step back to observe us. His eyes flitted from each of us in turn. "Now, with yesterday over, your Sanctum is open to the public." I felt my blood run cold. "I assume Cumbucket here as explained things to you?" Me and Elosia nodded.
On special occasions -- what these people called religious holidays -- there were special rules, like the inaugural ceremony with me yesterday. But normally, the Sanctum of Sluts was open for the entire town to come and visit.
But this would have lead to chaos if there wasn't a system in place. Basically, CB had explained, there was a digital sign-up sheet. People booked time slots and one of the Sluts -- us: Like booking times at a fucking laundromat! It was a terrifying, brutal and barbaric concept and it scared me senseless.
"Cocksleeve and Semenface, since you're the new girls you've a lot of visitors today eager to meet you. Cumbucket, you're mostly getting people who couldn't book either of them in time." I glanced at CB and she looked disappointed but I was sure that for show. Wasn't it?
"Today your true service to the town begins." He smiled, almost proud! "But first, of course..." he said, and then to my surprise he unzipped his trousers and whipped out his dick! It hang out in the open, semi-erect and he turned back to CB.
"Cumbucket, you first." CB didn't wait an instant -- she leapt to her knees and eagerly wrapped her lips around his cock. Just like yesterday, slurps and smacks filled the room as she sucked him off. Farren moaned contentedly and just as his son had pressed CB's head down over his member. Her muffled groans as she struggled meant nothing to him and she must have known it wouldn't because she didn't slow down. After about two minutes he firmly grabbed her head and shoved her off.
"Now you, Cocksleeve." He said and looked at me. I stood still.
"What?"
"It's your turn. Get on your knees and suck my cock. Now." I stared at him.
"No." I said.
"Cocksleeve..." Farren said, warningly but I didn't care. Not him. Absolutely not. Not the man who imprisoned us here, who smeared his disgusting cum on my face in his sick play at some twisted holy ceremony. Not him. I would not give him a moment of pleasure, no way.
"I think maybe I should show you exactly what this can do." He said and unclipped the device from his belt. He fiddled it and then demonstrably pressed something.
My knees buckled as my body suddenly exploded into one of the most intense orgasms I'd ever experienced. Only under the care of the most veteran members of the Order had I experienced anything like it. The climax washed over me again and again, without relenting. I screamed, panted for breath as I lay on the floor until it vanished as quickly as it had arrived.
"That's one setting. Here's another."
My body, still settling from the waves of pleasure suddenly leapt into sharp, horrible pain -- like a million bee stings. I screamed again in agony and clawed at the floor. It also stopped as quickly as it had come.
"Pleasure and pain, whenever I choose. Do you see?" I panted, and Farren leant down closer to me. "I said: Do you see?"
"Yes... yes I see." I said.
Oh I definitely see.
I thought to myself. The pain, that was plain enough -- imperial intelligence operatives had such devices. But the pleasure, the orgasm -- that was different.
That's Guild tech.
I thought.
"Now then... what do you say?" Farren said, rising up and demonstrably shoving his cock close to my face. Defeated, I slowly got to my knees and reluctantly but hopelessly put my mouth over his cock. I eased my lips over his head and slowly sucked on it, not wanting to be close to him. He gave a cruel little laugh and then his hands were on the back of my head and he forced his cock all the way into my mouth. I nearly choked but remembered to breathe through my nose and gulped as his member filled my throat.
"I haven't showered since I came in my wife this morning, so you might still taste her on me, Slut." he said, chuckling to himself.
Fucking bastard.
I thought, tears coming to my eyes from the pain and humiliation. He fucked my face for what felt like an eternity and as I heard him groan deeper and deeper I got scared and angry in equal measure:
Please, no -- please don't make me swallow this man's load.
But he didn't. Finally he grabbed my head and just like he had with CB he threw me aside and ordered Elosia over. Elosia did as told and knelt down. The same scene played out, she gingerly sucked on his cock and he jammed her head down on his cock. Her eyes went wide and she made muffled, desperate cries over his cock. Farren laughed while keeping Elosia's face pressed tightly against his crotch:
"Oh you little Slut -- you're gonna have to get better at this and quickly, I think."
Moron.
I thought.
Elosia was the Deepthroat Queen in our class in the Order -- she won't choke on a mediocre pecker like yours, but she knows it's what you want.
He stayed with Elosia, forcing her to gag on his cock for several minutes: drool and precum ran down her chin and on the floor by the time he grunted deeply and with both hands kept her head stuck over his dick as he came. I watched Elosia carefully and I could watch her throat muscles working, swallowing his cum easily but she still made a good show of it: A horrified, panicked muffled groan and convulsions, as if she struggled to handle his load. Finally Farren let her go and she fell down, landing on her butt, breathless and mouth and chin sticky with saliva and cum.
"What do you say, Slut?" Farren asked.
"Thank you." Elosia said.
"Thank you...?" he teased.
"Thank you for letting me swallow your cum, Grandmaster."
"Good job, Semenface." he said, with a smug look on his face while he pulled his trousers back up and pulled his zipper closed.
"Good luck today, Sluts. You're gonna need it!" he said, laughed at his own comment and marched out. CB quickly went to check on Elosia but she got up on her own and explained she was fine. We stood together, all three, quietly, unsure what to do or say. I badly needed to speak to Elosia on her own, but CB kept hovering near us, nervous and anxious on our behalf.
"So, what do we do?" I said, to CB.
"The townspeople won't show up for another thirty minutes" she said, looking at the big clock that sat above the outer door; it was half past eight. "When they start arriving, we wait here to receive them, then the guards will tell us what they're here for." Elosia glanced at me knowingly and I nodded.
"I think I'll go to my room until then." I said, glancing at the kitchen faucet. "After I've washed my mouth." I added.
