John Tyler

One of the last people she had ever expected. John Tyler. More specifically Viceroy John Tyler. The Terran Viceroy of the old United States, former Regional Governor of the area once known as The South East, and as of a few weeks ago, The Terran Party Candidate for next year's UEA Presidential Election. He stood at six foot two with an average build. He wore a slate gray suite with a blue under shirt, black tie and loafers. His sandy blonde hair was cut short and neatly kept. A smirk of arrogance and superiority came to his thin lips as his blue-grey eyes roamed the naked brunette's body.

"Agent Cranston, how lovely to see you," he said as he fondled her breasts. Her grunt of protest became a moan when he began gently dragging his thumbs across her hard sensitive nipples.

_"No! No! No! This can't be happening! I can't be owned by John Tyler! He's UEA, The UEA is anti-slavery!" she thought. "Wait, do they know what happened? Was he sent to rescue me by buying me?"_

"I know what you're thinking **** and no. I am not here to rescue you I am here to to take possession of my property: you."

"NNNNRRR!!" Kat screamed onto her gag as tears began to flow down her face.

"I never saw myself as a **** owner, but, when The Amazons throw endless creds at you to fund your campaigns and make sure the votes go your way all for information and Eath's defense programs and any investigations into them, well, how could I say 'No?'"

"YRR MRN UR A MRRR!"

"Careful Katherine is it? That sounded an awful lot like something you'd need to be punished for," John said with a laugh. "As I was saying when I found out that such a lovely girl was going on the next investigation I asked for you instead of creds as payment."

I trust you're happy with your payment, Viceroy?" Haylee asked with a smile.

"Very much so," he said as he began to gently pat Kat's glistening pussy. Each time his hand made contact with her **** and stimulated sex she softly moaned into her gag. "Aren't the nanites The Amazons use wonderful little things?" he whispered in her ear, "You know if you're a good girl I'll let you cum at least once a day, but, if you're bad, being used as a living fuck doll and not being able to cum will only be a part of your punishment." Kat wailed into her gag.

"Can I assume the rest of our agreement is still in effect then?" Haylee asked as she gently pinched one of Kat's nipples making the brunette squeal into her gag.

"Yes, you make sure I am elected President, and give me the dirt you have on all The UEA Parliament, and I will make sure an act passes that gives your people exclusive rights to raid and trade within Earth's territory granting a boom to both of our economies."

"Thank you Viceroy, you can count on The Amazons of Tython."

"I have no doubt of that Haylee. I don't suppose I'd be able to use my new ****?" He asked as he began to pump two fingers in and out of Kat's pussy while using his thumb to rub her clit.

"Of course Viceroy, you are after all, her master," Haylee said before snapping her fingers. At the signal two Amazons quickly undid the cuffs at her wrists. The freedom was short lived however as seconds later her hands were cuffed behind her back. Next they undid her ankle cuffs only to replace them with another set of cuffs joined by a short chain effectively hobbling the brunette. She was then taken out of the room into a long sterile hall.

The floors were polished black metal, the walls and ceiling were the shiny blue-grey of untreated dura-steel. Bright overhead lights shone brightly reflecting off of the smooth cold surfaces of the hallway. As she was **** down the hall by the two Amazons from behind nearly every closed door they passed she could hear cries of agony or pleasure. She didn't know which, she wasn't sure she wanted to know which. Finally she was taken into a room with a large bed and little else in it.

One of her escorts moved two of the four pillows to the center of the bed and pulled cuffs chained to the bed frame from underneath the four corners of the large mattress. All the while, her other escort kept a tight grip on her elbow, not that she would be able to get far with her legs hobbled as they were. She was quickly cuffed to the bed face down with the pillows under her hips. The Amazons left the room leaving master and **** alone together.

"From now on, I expect you to call me 'Master' at all times," John said as he unbuckled her gag and removed it.

"You bastard! You betrayed The UEA, I'll see you removed from office and executed for this!" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! John began to spank Kat fast and hard. With each hard swat her pain caused a spike in her arousal. Soon instead of shouts of pain, the swats brought moans of pleasure and her need for release continued to grow.

"What's my name?" John asked as he took a fistful of her long brown hair and pulled her head back. She gave no reply. Wordlessly he went to a nearby cupboard and retrieved a metal dildo attached to a control unit, and a large glass ball on with a black handle. He knelt down on the bed behind Kat and began to work the dildo into his slaves pussy. It slid in with little resistance.

"What are you doing?! NO!" she screamed as he worked the dildo deep into her defenseless pussy. He turned on the control unit sending an electric shock into her sex. "AAAHH! That hurts!" she screamed as he turned the dial to maximum power. Her torment only got worse when he placed the glass ball against her foot and turned on the power. In the ball an electrode activated throwing out several small purple lighting bolts towards the glass and further shocking Kat painfully. She screamed and began to wildly kick trying to get away from the pain shooting through her foot. But, it was useless. He slowly **** the ball over her foot, then up her leg, across her ass, down the other leg and foot, and back again.

"When you want the pain to stop all you have to do is admit that I am your master," he said as he continued to **** Kat. She held out longer than he thought she would. She held out longer than most other women probably could. But that only spoke to her natural tenacity and her training at The Academy.

"Master, please stop," she said weakly through a heavy sob after nearly two hours of endless ****, and the continued build and need for orgasmic release. John shut off the electric wand and lowered the power on the dildo. He began to slowly fuck her with the metal device drawing a long low moan from Kat.

"See Kat, when your bad your master will punish you, when your good, your master will give you pleasure," he said as he continued to slowly fuck her pussy. Soon enough she was raising her hips to meet each stroke of the metal probe and she moaned loudly with lust. He undid his belt, and pants before pulling out his cock and kneeling in front of Kat. "Beg to suck me Kat, and do it properly."

"Mmm God!" she yelled as her body teetered at the edge of an orgasm but would not go over no matter how much she wished that it would. "Master please may I suck your cock?" she pleaded, and she hated herself for it. But, she needed to cum. She just hoped that he could turn off the nanites, or that he even could.

"Good girl, now open wide," he said holding his cock up to her lips. She opened her mouth and he slowly inserted his member into her waiting mouth. With each forward thrust he worked more and more of his cock into her mouth. Before long his **** had taken all of him into her mouth with almost no difficulty. "Oh my God she is soo good. I wonder if this is natural or if the nanites have anything to do with her apparent lack of a gag reflex," he thought as he began to brutally fuck Kat's throat. He felt his own orgasm building as she continued to deep throat him and he continued to use the electrified dildo to fuck her pussy. He pushed a button on the control watch he had been given when he arrived on Tythan deactivating the nanites in Kat's body. Master and **** let out cries of pleasure as they came together. his seed coating her tongue and sliding down her throat. Her overstimulated pussy gripping the dildo so tightly he could hardly move it. "See good **** girls get to cum," he said with a smile. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up as he lowered himself to look her in the eye. "What do good **** girls get Kat?"

"Good **** girls get to cum, Master," she answered with tears pouring down her face.

"Ready to head to your new home Kat?"

"Yes please Master," she pleaded as she buried her face in the mattress and cried as the nanites began to stimulate the brunette once again. She didn't know where he could be taking her, but it had to be better than Tython.

John is going to take his new **** home? But where will that be? A mansion on South Beach? A ranch out side of Dallas? A mansion in The Hollywood Hills? An old Southern Plantation outside of Atlanta? A Penthouse in Manhattan?