A lesson

The male **** meekly knocked on the door, after which he silently winced and shook his fingers in pain. A few moments passed before the door opened and revealed a leather bound ****. They appeared to be female, since the space between their legs was wide and empty. Still, it was hard to tell since every inch of their body was covered in shiny leather. Even her face had a hood, on the forehead it said "#37". Her collar was tight and a ball gag was nuzzled tight in her mouth. I was led in and finally saw a small crowd of well suited women and futa observing something. The slapping hadn't stopped and it came from just beyond where they were standing.

The slaves stood and waited dutifully, I remained kneeling beside them. A woman broke off from the group and came towards us, the slaves bowed and kept their heads low, I knew my place and lowered my head as well. She flashed a smile and looked down towards me, then back at the two slaves.

"Well done Pebble, none of the cages were unlocked after all." She laughed, taunting him. "Number 37 you can leave, go to my chamber and fall to position 4." She waved the leather covered **** away. "Now for the matter at hand, little Fanny here has quite the day ahead of him." The woman reached down and caressed my cheek, my eyes wandered up her fit body. Her suit clung to that body like a condom. I could see every curve, every detail. My thoughts started to wander again, the common sense I'd somewhat reclaimed began to fade and my deep urge to please and serve clouded my mind. I pushed my head against her hand, without thinking I let myself lick her fingers.

"Such a good boy aren't you? Hm, and such a filthy tongue. I saw those tapes, I know exactly what you've been up to. You reek of piss and cum, just like a bottom bitch beta should." Her hand wandered down onto my sensitive nipple and pinched it with a twisted smile. I whimpered and yelped, but to no avail. Finally she let go but instead of pinching my nipple she swiftly slapped my face. "A dirty bitch like you should be taught his place." I couldn't help myself, my locked penis started leaking and my ass wouldn't stop wagging.

She reached out her hand towards the other male ****, who was nervously swinging right to left and back while keeping my leash in his hand. He was caught off guard but quickly gave her the leash, which she gave a playful tug. Without utter another word she led me towards the small crowd, filling the empty spot she left before with me at her side. I could now see what was making the noise. It was a half naked female **** violently pounding a fully naked male **** with a strapon. Her animalistic grunts couldn't hide the males high pitched moans. The mere sight of them had me wild, breathing heavily and squirming. My tight asshole started to twitch and my penis strained against its bonds.

Meanwhile the futa and women were discussing and commenting between themselves, rating and evaluating the display before them.

"She's been trained well, be sure to make another batch of them. Our reports from the mainland say they need more femstuds to train their new males."

"That's the third male she's broken today, I think my male could use some fucking, considering he's only been sucking for the past two weeks."

The comments went on and on. The woman who held my leash however had her attention on me. Her hand stroked the back of my head as I knelt there and watched that male getting savagely fucked. She leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Would you like to take his place? Because that's where you belong, bitch." He hands wandered all over my aching body, pressing in places where I didn't even know I was sensitive in. Slowly her words snaked their way into my fragile psyche, "You're beneath them both, nothing but a fucktoy for horny studs. You're hungry from some cum aren't you? Maybe if you're lucky, that beta boi will squirt some onto those sheets." I licked my lips.

After just sitting there and watching the primal display of power and lust, and the woman sensually whispering in my ear, the males moans became shallow and his breaths short. The females thrusts weakened until she stopped completely. She was out of breath. It didn't take long before she fell onto her back, panting and sweaty. The male slumped forward, his ass still in the air, gaping and leaking.

At this point I had forgotten myself completely. All I wanted was to clean them both, but the leash kept me back. I hear her voice again, "Go on boy, let go... give in to your true purpose and let yourself go." For a split second I thought of Ribbon lovingly caressing me while letting me suck on her teet, drinking her warm milk. Her love was monumental, but my weak mind couldn't hold on. Something within me cracked. I heard the sound of my leash being removed.

In seconds I was between the females legs, slobbering on the sodden strapon with my filthy tongue. I could taste the males juices, and it was heaven. Not long after I had the strapon deep in my throat, my nose being tickled by the females pubic hair and my tongue playing with her swollen clit. I couldn't help but hear the comments from the crowd continue, but I wasn't bothered, I had to feed my hunger. I had to fill my throat. I could tell it wasn't a real cock though, real ones didn't taste like rubber, so when I felt her buckle and spasm I knew I was done. But there was one more to clean.

I turned around and bound for the male. I buried my tongue deep in his ass, my face pressed between his plump ass cheeks. Up and down my tongue went, in and out. No spot was left unclean, even most of his insides were spotless when I was done with him. I even gave his cock a few licks. There was still cum dripping from it! Hungrily I slurped and sucked until it too was left spotless. I was reminded of what the woman said and turned my attention to the sheets underneath him. Sure enough they were covered with at least five loads worth of cum. In seconds my face was buried in the fabric as my tongue went to work, I even sucked on it to get it aaall out. That was a trick Daddy taught me when I was tasked with cleaning their dirty underwear.

When all was said and done I looked back at the crowd. Their eyes were all on me. They were still discussing amongst themselves. I was still in my horny state, so no shame came over me as I made my way back to the woman.

"Good boy Fanny! They're all clean and nice now. What a dirty little beta bitch you are, such a good little bitch." Her baby voice got my excited and happy. I was a good beta bitch. The best.