Your reward

Darius leads you by your leash on your hands and knees up to the main room which you entered so many days ago. The place is practically empty, only a couple Kings remain seated by a table off to the side and they pay you no notice. Next to the front door lies a table and on it is your old vault jumpsuit which you were stripped of when you first met the Kings. You're not quite sure what it's doing here.

As you reach the front door, Darius comes to a stop and so you assume your usual position on your knees with your hands in your lap.

"Well Bunny, here we are. The end of your training. And now it's time for your reward for being such a good girl throughout all of your lessons."

Your mouth is salivating at the thought of getting to suck on one of those big juicy cocks finally. Similarly, your pussy is probably making a puddle beneath you with how aroused you are at the thought of finally getting fucked again. Your body betrays you for what you are, a bitch in heat.

"So now as your reward, I present you a choice. Either stay here and remain one of our slaves, to live in service to the Black Kings. Or, you can have your freedom. You can take this vault jumpsuit here and be on your way."

Darius' words stun you to the point of rendering you mute for a moment. This certainly wasn't what you had in mind when he had mentioned a reward for your good behaviour. You sit there kneeling, dumbfounded at the options that lie before you. It suddenly makes sense to you, the way Darius had referred to all those girls as having chosen this life. At the time you believed it all to be lies but now you underestand that there was some truth to his statement. Those girls had in fact chosen the life of sexual submission that they led, albeit after having their minds broken down to a cock-addicted whore from the harsh treatment at the hands on the Black Kings.

You sit there a moment, pondering your choice.