The Induction Ends

Lisa felt Kyle withdraw from her body one final time. His cock semi-stiff now, but losing form as the passion which had driven them faded away. Lisa's own legs still trembled, but they were able to support her weight. Her pussy was a mess, Kyle's cum staining her thighs, and mixing with her own wetness. She should have felt absolutely humiliated to be that way in front of the whole college, but she didn't. Not for that. She felt...full, almost. Satisfied.

She could see that Stacy had finished off Jason some time ago. The two of them had been the main attraction for most of their session. Kyle reached down for his underwear and pants, doing them both up. He looked back to her, seeing the state she was in, and his eyes flashed with guilt. Probably because it was hitting him now that while he could do up his clothes and go about his day, she could not.

She smiled at him bravely, nodding slightly, and he nodded back. Anya didn't give them any more time than that. She ordered the three who had not been enslaved - Diana, Kyle and Jason - to the front of the stage while Stacy and Lisa were gathered together. Both girls were an absolute mess by now. Their bodies were stained with sweat, their hair was all over the place. Their legs were stained with their own wetness, and their pussies were both now swollen from use. Stacy had sticky beads of cum speckled across her hand and face, while Lisa had milky white dripping from her pussy. Compared to the two properly dressed students that they had been when they had first entered the assembly hall? The transformation was shocking. It was, of course, exactly what Anya had wanted. She was prepared, a camera in her hands.

"The final step is two fold." She said. "Firstly, Diana, Jason, Kyle, I want you to renounce these slaves as your friends. Not only are they not your friends or family, they never were. Is that understood?"

Jason nodded, as did Kyle and Diana, though none looked happy with this.

"Then say it. Who are these women who stand before you?"

"T-they're slaves." Jason said. He tried to look away from Stacy as he said those words.

"They're slaves." Kyle said, grinding his teeth, his old anger returning.

"Just slaves." Diana said, repeating the chorus. "That's all they are."

"Yes." Anya said. "They are slaves. Their only purpose is to serve their master. Who they were before does not matter. From this moment, you are forbidden to use their names or interact with them in any familiar way. If you are seen to do so, they can be punished for it. Diana, you can be enslaved if you do it. They are not your friends. They never were your friends."

"I understand." Diana said.

Kyle was scowling, his eyes like thunder. He looked to Lisa, and she gave a gentle, subtle nod.

"Yeah, I get it." He spat.

"Me too." Jason said. "W-we never knew them."

"Very good. The three of you may now return to your seats."

As Diana, Kyle and Jason moved off, Anya turned back to the two slaves.

"One last task for you before the day is over. I am sure you are both absolutely exhausted."

She gestured towards Lisa.

"I want you to pinch your nipple's as hard as you can."

She turned towards Stacy.

"And you, I want to hold your pussy open for the camera, got it?"

"Y-yes, miss." Stacy said. She reached down, fumbling for the folds of her lower self. Her mound was absolutely soaking, swollen form the attentions of the vibrators which no one had yet bothered to remove. She held herself open, splaying her lower mouth for the whole college to see. Her cheeks burned red, and her eyes were cast down.

As for Lisa, she also did what she had been told. By now, her nipples were quite sensitive. They had been shocked, sucked, then teased by Kyle. They were puffy, and the feel of her own fingers twisting them was almost as painful as it was pleasurable. This was, naturally, why Anya had chosen to have her do it.

"Harder." The administrator said. Lisa nodded, her face growing taut as she struggled against the urge to release her nipples, she pinched them as hard as she could, slowly twisting them to keep her grip. Humiliation and pained surged through her, and her body screamed for her to let go. Anya watched, not allowing that, and after a few seconds, there was the flash of a camera.

"There." She said. "These pictures will be used to prove your identity as college slaves. They will be printed for you tomorrow, and given to your master in the form of a license. You can release yourselves now, by the way."

Lisa let out a sigh of relief as she was able to let go of her chest, her nipples complained bitterly, but she endured the pain.

"The two of you can now return to your home." Anya said. "The rest of your classes for the day are cancelled. Tomorrow, report to my office first thing in the morning to meet your master or masters. Remember what I said before. I expect you to bring in all your clothes. Also, from this moment on, you are forbidden to wear anything your master does not allow you to, so I expect you naked tomorrow, understood?"

They both nodded.

"Good." Anya's face became less stony, and more warm as she looked over them almost like two students who had done particularly well in a difficult test.

"The two of you rose to your position very well. I am proud of you. Keep this up, and you will be great slaves."

Okay folks, this is the end of the current ''arc'' if you will. We're not quite done yet, but I feel this is a pretty good place to call a natural point to end the first story block. (Yes, we're having a story, it's amazing isn't it?)

Anyway, figured I'd let you all have some input now, since you've read long enough to have a good impression of what I am going for. Figure you all could help me out if you so desire to. Who is your favourite character so far and why? Which sex scene did you like best? Did you like the Kyle/Lisa scene, or do you think it clashed with the rest of the work?

Obviously, you don't need to tell me anything, and I am not gonna **** you to do so. It would however be in your best interests to tell me though. Since it will help me to refine down what you guys want this story to be, making it so there is more of what you want here and less of what you don't. Plus, you know, it's nice to get comments when you're working on a story.

In regards to the future, I have a couple of questions as well. Who would you rather have be Lisa's master? Current options I am playing around with include the following:

David.

This is the guy who was paired with Lisa back in the Big Test. Likes edging, orgasm denial, and punishments based around stimulation of the breasts and pussy. Not so much into whips or chains directly, though does enjoy humiliation a little.

Ben

This is the one that Diana got, the one who drew on her, stuffed her panties into her mouth and put a pen in her ass. As you probably can guess, he is into humiliation hardcore.

Anna

A stuck up classmate who is always comparing herself to the twins. Now she has the chance to bring one of them down a peg. She is not bi or lesbian, so will be focused less on using Lisa herself than simply making her feel sorry for herself, humiliated and degraded.

Kyle

Obviously Kyle from the last few chapters. Lisa's friend whom she has just fucked. If he ends up as the master, I'll be surprised, but I am putting it out there for you guys. Probably leading to a softer, gentler outlook for the rest of the thread, though we can probably wring some drama out of him being **** to be rough with her by the rules.

Lillian

Dark-haired goth girl. Is bisexual, so unlike Anna is probably going to want to experience Lisa herself a few times. is very much about the master/**** dynamic, and very quick to punish perceived slights.

If you have any ideas yourself, you can suggest them as well.

Okay, folks, I think that's just about everything. Hopefully by now you guys will have enjoyed this story enough to comment on it for this part. If no one bothers to, I'll probably end it here. Not because I am that annoyed, but this is a natural ending point, and if popularity has waned too far, then I would rather let it rest in a concluded manner than continue on to waste away to nothing later. Hopefully, you guys can get the logic there. It's nothing personal, and not really intended to be an insult or a threat. I have a bunch of projects in the works, including The Gift - a story which is thematically similar to this one, and Broken Beaten and Enslaved, a story that is more into the **** aspect, so I have to split my time carefully.

Anyway, whether we end up continuing or not, it's been fun writing for you all, and I hope you have enjoyed reading my work even more than I did writing it.