A Herm

The woman that just walked through your door is not a regular woman. She is wearing a black and silver laced corset that pushes her breasts high onto her chest, and thigh-high leather boots, but her crotch is as naked as you are. Despite her voluptuous frame, an abnormally large flaccid penis hangs between her legs. Long, rich auburn hair falls from a tight pony tail down her back, revealing an angular face with sharp cheekbones, a short bird-like nose, and smoldering brown eyes. She smirks as you look her over. She's at least 6' tall, with ample breasts, wide child-bearing hips, and thick thighs, not to mention the 10 inch soft dick that shouldn't be there. Otherwise, her body is magnificent, but you don't get long to silently ogle her.

"Today marks the beginning of your training, ****." She crosses her arms and shifts her weight to one leg, making her cock dangle in front of you."I will begin your first lesson by telling you this, you will learn your place, and you will learn to love it. There is only one way that you will leave this compound, and that is by completing your training. You will progress through three tiers of training, and you will pass a final exam."

She stops for a moment, looking you over."I see that look in your eye. Do not worry, my strong-willed little neophyte. You are given a choice after passing the final exam. If your will is still intact by the time we finish the exam, you may leave of your own accord. It is in my contract that the **** is to agree of their own volition to be sold, and my clients have always honored their decisions." She chuckles and continues on.

"**** is your given name for the duration of your training, any other slaves that you encounter will also be referred to as '****'." She recites the words as though she has done this hundreds of times. "If and when any of my staff enters this room, you will refer to them as 'Master'. It is in your best interest to utilize the naming protocol, since failing to do so will result in punishment, each and every time you fail." She taps the belt that sits on top of the midpoint of her corset.

"You have been chosen by our clients, and they will watch your training as it progresses, (that's part of the cost, you see)." She points nonchalantly around the room, at what are apparently hidden cameras. "It is your choice if you concern yourself with the cameras, though I've heard that thinking about them only makes it worse."

"Now, I'm certain that you are starving. You have not been fed in over 12 hours."

Your stomach gurgles as if responding on cue. The woman takes a few steps to her left and puts her hand on the male mannequin's shoulder.

"These two, are your new best friends. I call this one Bill, and this one Amy. This is how you will eat." She smiles and grabs the erect prick of the male sex toy, "These are fully functioning training toys. If you want to eat, you must suck or lick your way to your next meal. Each model has sensors in the correct spots, and trust me, there are many "correct" spots. But suffice it to say that you must "work" on either of these toys for 10 minutes in order to earn your meal."

"What do you get to eat? It's random, but it aids in your training. Every few hours the pipes beneath these toys switch, one will give you potato soup (you can really live off of that stuff, and we make damn good soup here), and the other will give you cum. If you need water, you can simply shut off the pipes using this switch here and you can suck water from either toy, (it also helps rinse the pipes). If you want soup and you get cum, you will have to service the other one for your meal. If you got soup and you want cum, (and trust me you will by the time I'm done with you), you will have to service the other trainer. Either way, it is best to brush up on both sets of anatomy, as you will need to pass tests on both." She wiggles her enormous dong at you for emphasis.

"Now ****, come eat." She commands, "It will always be your choice which one you service first, but I can guarantee you that this is the only way you will eat. If you refuse to eat, we will ****-feed you, but the result will be the same."