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A few months have elapsed since the end of the last chapter. The story continues …
Chapter 6 Beginnings and Endings
Vira stood tall and proud, dressed in an outfit her mother had recently purchased just for the occasion. The deep green of the short and sensual dress looked perfect clinging tightly around her lean svelte body. Long, pure black hair that shimmered in the daylight flowed over her shoulders falling full and lustrous nearly to the small of her back. She was surrounded by her closest females; nine females from her class, her mother and older sister, Mistress Inga, Adi’s mother, Nadia, Maya, and standing before them all, Mistress Michelle. Adi was the only male present. He was not the focus of the ceremony but here to listen to the pronouncement that Vira would legally become his contracted female. Ceremonies in Testeekul were for females only and males were rarely present. Contract establishment or renewals were two such times where their presence was required. He knelt in Command position next to Vira and the others gathered in an arc facing Mistress Michelle. He remained motionless, naked, collared and tethered from his neck to the wrist of his soon-to-be legal owner.
Michelle presided over the signing at Vira’s request and Maya’s convincing. Because of the unusual circumstances surrounding this contract signing and because Michelle had brought it to be, she felt obliged to serve as the presiding witness. The group of females slowly arrived. The younger ones socialized with one another and the older females introducing one another and catching up on the news of the day. Michelle had a déjà vu moment as she waited for all to gather, something she rarely had any more. She, like the other older females had all been altered at about the same time. All had undergone both physical and psychological changes when the stem cells were implanted. One of the unforeseen changes was a progressive loss of memory that made the recall of events and images prior to the injection difficult. The loss of that old life was sad in some ways but good in others. Sad because it was now difficult to remember her parents, relatives, childhood memories and the like but good because her only memories were those that reinforced the confident, dominant nature of her life that she now lived. As she scanned the younger females she knew they only had one mindset that was singularly dominant. Those under the age of 21 only knew of the Testeekul way. It was the older ones: Vira’s mother, Inga her teacher, and the other women on the Council that had a past life. She wondered if they also had flashbacks or if their minds only recalled what the younger ones did.
For whatever reason Michelle did have a flashback. It all came back when she looked at the nine young females standing intermingled with the older Council women. She remembered sitting in Martin’s New York City apartment all those years ago when they first had this brainstorm of an idea — their Camelot, their perfect city. She remembered her boss back home and how he treated her with disrespect. She thought of her mother and how tough dad was on her. She thought back to her friend Shirley who was raped at the tender age of fifteen. She thought of all of the wrongs that men had inflicted on women, most without them even realizing what they were doing. Women were left to raise children created in passion. Women were not given equal pay for equal work. Women were expected to remain at home with children rather than pursue a career; women were expected to submit to their husbands, women were looked upon as the weaker sex. Women were viewed by males as sources of pleasure. “Women, women women,” she thought, “were only valued for a select few qualities.”
She remembered the male dominated world she lived in. Yes, there were men like Martin that were different but he was a rare find. Men were only then beginning to see that maybe history had done a disservice by relegating womanhood and the female gender as a whole to a subservient role. Men like Martin had seen the light and it was only through that chance Vermont meeting that his mind and money along with her genius brought about change albeit only to the city in which they lived. But it was a start and watching the beautiful Vira standing with a handsome male kneeling in subservience to her and about to become her legal property made her smile.
The dream was so much more than a dream. The possible was more than a virtual reality, it was their reality and these females were the beneficiaries. They lived and enjoyed life as all females should be enjoying life. They ruled. They decided. They pursued. They respected and valued and understood the male for who he was truly meant to be. They understood men were made to support, protect and serve females. It was a beautiful paradigm shift and one that she hoped would never end.
Michelle returned from her reverie to the present as the group formed an arc and quieted. Anadolu Yakası Anal Escort After brief formalities and greetings, Vira responded to the standard vow Michelle read. As she listened she kept one foot firmly pressed against the back of Adi’s neck.
“Do you pledge to all gathered here to care for and guide, protect and enjoy, discipline and mold the male kneeling beneath you? Do you agree to train him in the ways of Testeekul society? Do you promise to remain contractually bound to him for a period of four years and zero days, beginning this day?
Vira pushed his head hard into the ground with the sole of her heel and in the tradition of the thousands of other females that had stood where she stood now, confidently responded, “I do.” A groan of pain came from the kneeling male and when it did smiles graced the faces of all attending. Vira had never deliberately tried to hurt her male but hearing him grunt under the pressure of her weight did feel good.
She stepped forward signing and dating the registry. When done, her mother moved to the male, pressed her foot down across the base of his neck, thrusting twice before he cried out in pain yet again. Coming to Vira who now stood next to Mistress Michelle she kissed her on both cheeks and spoke briefly before leaving. All of the attending females repeated the ritual, first applying pressure to the male’s neck and then greeting the young beauty. She, in turn, thanked all for coming and soon everyone had departed except for Michelle and Maya. No sooner had the group arrived than the event was over and Vira walked with the male to the Extraction Center to have him processed.
Twenty years previous Michelle had decided that contractual bindings of a male to his superior female would be just that — a no-hassle signing with minimal effort in the presence of one who was qualified to keep and update such records. She intended this to simple and straightforward without the poof and pompous that western society placed such value on in their version — what they called a wedding ceremony. Contractual bindings were joyous occasions. They marked the beginning of a life of freedom and enjoyment for the female but also one of rich reward for the male as well.
The male had no say in society and although valued for his strength, obedience, deference and protective and pleasure producing abilities, it made no sense to have him profess similar vows. The Testeekul males were born to serve. It was the female’s that had freedom’s and for this reason they were the ones who were required to remain bound to the contracts agreed upon during the signing ceremony. After the signing, males were formally trained to meet the needs and desires of the female they served. This process was equally pleasing for both genders. Males now had a female to obey and to be known by. That in itself was all most males needed and wanted to feel valued and fulfilled. To be known as the male of a female was the greatest of all male accomplishments.
Having never been to a signing, Vira’s mother explained the process on the way, telling her all she needed to do was repeat the words of the presiding female, step on the neck of her male and sign the registry. It was an easy enough process but not one that she was in a hurry to do. Rather than binding him as soon as the counsel had given her approval she opted to wait until school was through for the year. She knew he’d immediately be placed in the phase-three wing with the other Bulls and felt it best that he complete at least this year of his education. The wait passed quickly and now he was legally hers! Together they walked the three blocks to the Extraction Center. Part of her felt sad that he would be institutionalized for an unknown period of time but knowing she’d be intimately involved with his stimulation lessoned the blow.
The Council of the Wise decided in favor of his early admission after Michelle explained the significance of his elevated sperm count. The financial implications were reason enough and the six females decided unanimously after a short question and answer session. Michelle invited Vira in to meet the other council members after the decision had been reached. Seeing just how young she was each female offered to meet with her if she found she needed guidance at any time as she began her adult life at this premature age. After leaving with the knowledge of the Councils’ decision, Mistress Vasilisa, commented to the fact of how exquisitely beautiful the young female was. The others agreed, noting they had similar thoughts.
“I think she is exceptionally gifted genetically,” stated Vasilisa, whose own curvy body could be considered nothing less than a perfect ten. Only Mistress Michelle rivaled her. Vasilisa’s silky chocolate complexion, thin waist and DD breasts formed that perfect hour-glass figure all women sought. Her eyes were large, her lips full, her nose sharp and cheekbones high. What Anadolu Yakası Yaşlı Escort the others on the council could never understand was why she had been without a male for the past several months. She had tired of her most recent one and seemed in no hurry for another. Michelle suspected that since she was in her early 50’s that even with a genetically engineered body she no longer craved orgasms as frequently as she once did.
“Are you ready, Maya?” Michelle asked after Vira and her male exited.
“I am.”
“Let’s go. I hope you never have to see this again. It is not going to be a pleasant site.”
“Have they healed yet?”
“I don’t know but suspect they have. It’s not a practice to visit the incarcerated.”
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Four blocks away Vira and her male entered the Extraction Center and proceeded into the Phase Three wing. It was already late morning and the other Bulls had been undergoing their daily routine of stimulation for well over two hours. Nadia stood just inside the doors waiting in a nearby office for their arrival and greeted Vira when she arrived.
“Ready to get started?” she asked.
Vira smiled. It was all the response needed. Her eyes conveyed the excitement that was about to begin.
“I think there’s an open concubine down here. Bring him.”
Adi was barely eighteen but already revealed indications that he would grow into body that would be thick and muscled. He was still going through his growth spurt years that would change him physically from a boy to a man. He noticed the obvious age difference between he and the other Bulls has he walked past room after room. They were all quite a few years older than he, but he, probably more than most, had something they didn’t have and that was why he was included with this select group of males looked upon by all others as the most masculine of all. It took only a few seconds for his cock to reach full staff. It wasn’t the other Bulls that caused his arousal but the Strokers attending them. Nadia smiled and waited for Vira to notice.
“What is this?” She said grabbing his massive pole.
He smiled and raised an eyebrow.
“This is mine,” she said possessively.
“You know, it is going to be something that you are going to have to share,” Nadia interjected.
Vira looked surprised at the comment and remained silent. “I know,” she said a moment later, “I know he will be used by others.”
“It’s not so much that he will be used,” Nadia said, “but rather than he will be trained. It’s why he is here.”
Vira kept a firm grasp around his erection feeling the strength as it pulsated randomly against her fingers. She squeezed him in response and he responded by growing just a bit harder and thicker.
“Here’s an empty room,” Nadia said. “Make yourself at home. You know what to do Vira.”
Vira thanked her and closed the door. Nadia watched her point to the table and her male obediently climbed on it and lay supine. His cock stood perpendicular to his body. Vira slid out of her outfit and climbed on the table with him, straddling his hips. She admired the young female. She was indeed beautiful and yet still so young. “She is going to be so beautiful in a few more years,” she said to herself. Watching her feed his massive shaft into her dripping pussy she turned and walked away looking for a Stroker that needed a break.
“Ughhh,” the male groaned. He felt the tight grip of her vaginal muscles as she lowered her body inch by inch down on top of him.
Vira emitted a guttural sound as well as she filled herself with her newly acquired property. Closing her eyes she took time to relish that the little neighbor boy that she had known for years was now hers. Now longer was he just the kid next door. Rather he had reached puberty a few years ago and had the most beautiful cock and balls she had ever seen. Not only was he special to look at and fuck but his balls would make her a rich female. He was worth millions and she would be compensated monthly for the extraordinary quality of the semen he produced. All he had to do was to continue to put out numbers that remained above 4.0 mil/ml. Last month he knocked out an astounding 7.3 mil!
“Time to get those balls making juice,” Vira whispered.
He nodded in acceptance but his eyes remained closed.
“You have my permission to speak Adi. You belong to me.” She rose and fell, impaling herself until their hips met. Continuing she said, “You aren’t just another Bull. You belong to me.” She wiggled her hips in a circular motion, letting his shaft press against every part of her sensitive vaginal wall. “You — are — mine!” She bounced up and down, increasing her pace as she pronounced the last of her truths.
“I’m glad I am.” He said through gasps. His eyes opened watching her perky breasts bounce deliciously as each time she collapsed onto him. He needed to be all Anadolu Yakası Zenci Escort she ever wanted. He knew that now that he was bound to her, she would learn about every part of him and he feared somewhere deep inside that she might not be pleased with a part of him and release him — even before she reached the age of maturity. He didn’t want that to ever happen. He wanted to be hers forever. He had feelings for her ever since he was a young boy and those feelings of friendship grew as he did. Now he wanted nothing more than for her to return again and again to fuck him, tease him, lust for him — even though he knew she’d be spending time in the other concubines sampling what the other Bulls had to offer.
“I’m glad too,” she said. She rose mostly off of him, only letting his head remain inside. Watching him, she grabbed held his cock in both hands and swirled it gently around and around.
“I’m going to fuck you Adi. Tell me when you are getting close.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
He relaxed. His strong hands rested on the fronts of her toned thighs. Vira slowly let her body engulf him and then rose. Repeating the motion again nice and slow she savored the thought of knowing the most impressive Bull in this building was hers to fuck. Slowly and ever so gradually she increased her pace until she was pistoning in and out at a frenetic rate. She rode him like she had never done before. Before it was slower, calmer and more controlled but things were different now. He belonged to her! He was hers! She owned him! Those thoughts exhilarated her and she expressed that joy in the fucking she now enjoyed with him.
“So this is what my life will be like,” she thought as waves of pleasure washed with increasing intensity over her soul.
“I — love — this!” She yelled as the impending orgasm grew stronger.
“Aggh,” was all she heard in response. But then again, she really didn’t care about how he felt at the moment. This was about her and the first of many thousands of fucks she would have while using him for her pleasure in the days ahead.
“Oohhh A-d-iii,” she cried as she suddenly lost control. “Ohh, Ohh, Ohh!” she said between repeated gasps of ecstasy. She kept pounding away but only for a few more thrusts before impaling his cock as deep inside as she could. She forced her pelvis against his and arched, screaming as the intensity of the climax rocked her body.
Her male pushed upward instinctively, knowing she wanted all of him. Not understanding how such a thin female could possibly have room for his pole, he responded as nature took over. He was bred to provide enjoyment for the female gender and he had quickly learned that role ever since Vira had first fucked him on the day after Revelation Day. It was as if he sensed her needs and Vira had noticed this many times. When she needed him to move a certain way he did without being told. When she wanted him to deny himself an ejaculation he would, despite what his body screamed for him to do. Not only was his cock in tune to her body but his tongue, hands and body were also. He seemed to know exactly what she wanted and that pleased her so much. Right now he was responding precisely the way she wished and it made her want to fuck him all the more.
This time was no different. He arched while the orgasm enveloped her and when she calmed he relaxed and opened his mouth. He knew what she’d want next. Without even looking down at him, Vira let his throbbing cock slip out of her now gaping hole and slide down toward her ass as she moved forward. She crawled op and over his face, grabbed his hair and pulled him into her sex where he serviced her quietly. His tongue felt, “what was the word,” she thought, “nice. Yes, this felt nice. Not erotic but nice.” She closed her eyes, released the grip on his hair and slowly rocked her cunt over that beautiful tongue that felt so — so nice — right now.
After enjoying a second mind-blowing orgasm, courtesy of her male’s fantastic oral skills, she slid back over his pole and with one sudden plunge impaled his throbbing shaft almost a foot inside her beautiful lithe body. Adi groaned as the slippery tunnel engulfed and grasped every square inch of his member.
“Let’s see how close I can get you this time,” she said with a teasing tone. “Ready?”
He nodded and so started round two of what would be twenty rounds before her time with him was through. It would be some of the best tease and torment Vira had ever delivered. Within minutes of this episode she had him moaning and crying out for her to slow down but she knew better. She knew how far she could push him and she was aware when his begging transitioned from general excitement to that of profound worry that he would indeed cum. What she heard from him now was nothing of concern. Yes, she had gotten his cock almost granite hard, and yes she knew that his balls were most likely drawn up tight against the base of his shaft — or soon to be pulled tight, but something told her intuitively that he still had a ways to go before he would release nearly a pint of the milky white fluid. “No, he was not there yet,” she considered. And as much as she loved thinking about the last time he came and filled her with so much warm thick cum, she knew she had to refrain from such a selfish act today.
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