Making a Man; Finding a Woman

Parker grew nervous when the two slut slaves closed his bedroom door. They looked at him with passionate lust, biting and licking their lips as they bore down on him. "Let's see what we are working with." said the ginger slave before pulling off the boy's neon yellow wig to reveal the close cropped hair beneath. At the same time, the blonde woman called SweetTits reached beneath the boy's skirt and felt Parker's sizable package grow more sizable in her hands.

"Relax." said SweetTits as she slipped off the eighteen year old's panties while the other slave removed Parker's shirt and ran her fingernails along his hairless chest. "We just want to make you happy."

"I would be happy if you left me alone." said Parker.
This made the sluts laugh. "Your mouth says one thing." said the blonde
"But your body tells us a different story." said GingerCunt as she played with the young man's thick hardon.

As the last vestige of clothing was removed the two slaves caressed, licked, kissed, and otherwise stimulated the young man whose child they had been ordered to become pregnant with. The two slaves led Parker into the bathroom and into the shower where the female duo began to wash away the young man's makeup and body glitter. With warm water cascading down his body, Parker felt SweetTits press her perky bosom into his back while GingerCunt took his shaft into her mouth and savored the man meat.

Parker was led back to his bed. SweetTits started out by showing the youth how to titfuck a woman before asking the young man "you do know where you are supposed to put that thing, right?" before GingerCunt mounted the man's manmeat and began to joyously gyrate on top of the buck while her sister slave enjoyed the young man's young mouth.

Parker realized that he did not have to be a passive participant when he sat up and put the slave girl he was inside of on her back and grabbed a handful of hair for added humping leverage.
That was when things started to get interesting.

***

Morgan grew nervous when Mr. Bulcock closed the door of her home office behind him. "Let's start with facilities, then move onto curriculum. Show me your files." Billy commanded. Morgan unlocked her computer terminal and opened the listings and statistics on every day club, academy, vocationary, and scholarium across the entire star system.
"Teacafe." said Billy. Morgan looked at the man with a confused look. Billy slapped Morgan across her face before slowly enunciating the words "Bring. Me. A. Cup. Of. Teacafe. Do. You. Understand? You dumb pubfem." Morgan shook her head in the affirmative. "Say. 'Yes, Dominance.'"
"Yes, Dominance." said Morgan before scurrying to the room's replicator to conjure the hot beverage.

Billy glanded Focus and got to work reading and annotating. Morgan stood at the man's side indecisively unsure if she should sit, stand, stay, or go until Billy snapped his fingers, pointed to the floor at his side, and commanded Morgan to "Kneel."

Morgan squirmed as the man ran his fingers through her short hair and squeezed the back of her neck. After a few minutes Billy broke down and said. "That's it." Billy grabbed Morgan by her neck and lifted her off the ground saying "on your feet." as Billy himself stood up.

"That outfit of yours is too distracting." said Billy.
"Distracting!?" said Morgan with incredulity. The woman was wearing blue jeans and a black turtleneck sweater that completely concealed her body's shape.
"You dress like a man." said Billy. "It is entirely inappropriate. Take off your clothes, now."
"I can't believe that..." Morgan's words were cut off by the sharp hard SLAP of Billy's backhand.
"Take them off, or I will take them off." Billy assured the woman. "and I will not be gentle."

Morgan's hands were shaking as she slipped her pants off. The woman pulled her sweater over her head to reveal her rail thin body. Morgan stood in her underwear, her arms crossed over her apple sized breasts. "Not bad." said Billy as he ran his fingers along the woman's exposed belly.

Morgan recoiled from the man, Billy grabbed her arm and pulled the woman into his grasp.
"Let go of me!" Morgan demanded.
"No." said Billy. "your body is mine to do with as I please." The man removed the woman's bra. Morgan struggled to break free from the man's grasp as his other hand toyed with her tits. Billy laughed as the woman struggled with futility to escape from his touch. "Your nipples will look much nicer once we get them some piercings." This made Morgan struggle all the harder. "Tell me true, have you ever had a cock inside of you?"

"Oh God. No! Please. God. Help me."
Billy tossed the woman onto the ground and towered over her. "No one is going to help you. This is going to happen, lesbian. The question is, are you going to be a good girl and bend over the couch in the proper position, or am I going to have to hang you by gravity shackles?"

Morgan stared at Billy like a deer in headlights. The woman was petrified into silence and total inaction. The woman was so shocked with the horrific reality of her situation that she could do nothing as Billy commanded the drones to fit Morgan's wrists and ankles with silvery bracelets. It was only once she was hoisted into the air by the shackles' impeller fields with her arms and legs stretched to their limits did Morgan snapped out of catatonia and into total panic.

Billy cut away Morgan's underwear and began to fondle her labia. "No no no no no no, please. please..." Morgan's pleading turned to tears as she was maneuvered into place and forced his way inside of her.

"Mmmm, aren't you a tight little fuck hole." said Billy. "Yeah, that is right. Go on, you can enjoy it. You do not have to pretend to not like it. It is just us. I know how much you like it. You deviant little lezbo." Morgan let out a moan which Billy assumed was the noise of lust and desire and the deep satisfaction of being used as nature intended. "Yeah, that's it." As he came, Billy gave Morgan's ass a SMACK SMACK SMACK while his gravy filled her oven.

"Not bad." said Billy as he got dressed. "Not great. I mean, don't get me wrong, you are fun to play with, but you are clearly not wife or slave material. Oh, you do not have to worry about going unused. I know how important it is for a woman to have the men in her life exert their dominance over her. Just be mindful of that and do not try to get ideas in your head about me having feelings for you or anything like that. You are just a live-in employee, nothing more, nothing less."

Billy left Morgan hanging suspended in midair. The man closed the door behind him and whistled as he walked down the hallway to see what was going on in his new home.