mukhannath:kinkissx:Slave resting in her cell (source: ashcom.deviantart.com/)Wonderful
mukhannath: kinkissx: Slave resting in her cell (source: http://ashcom.deviantart.com/) Wonderful, practical cell. About 6′ x 3′, bare walls and floor, no windows. Just needs some eyebolts in the floor and walls to secure chains attached to shackles and collar, as well as a secure door. I can see myself living there for a very, very long time. Waiting in a raping alcove in a Gorean slave pen the former Lita Francis from a place called Dallas on the barbarian planet Earth contemplated how quickly it had adjusted to its new life. Finally it wasn’t uncomfortable to lie on its left side, the brand on its left thigh had healed quickly due to the special salve a physician had put on it. Resting its head on its left hand the new kajira fingered its first slave collar that was locked on its neck. It was folly for it to rub with its fingertips the indentations of the Gorean lettering on its collar but it did it anyway. It knew that the words spelled out its condition; the condition it had fantasized for years but never thought could become a reality. Today was a big day for it. Its trainers were testing it to see if could accept being raped without the need for bondage. They had been very pleased through the day because their “student” had performed marvelously through four rapings. It, too, had been pleased with itself. It knew that it had been lied to for years about what a girl should aspire to. But it had enough sense to know what was happening to it on this world was the most natural thing that could ever happen to it. Suddenly the kajira heard footsteps and instinctively assumed the position it had been taught; the position of sula-ki, the position a slavegirl assumes when begging to be raped. -- source link