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Mixing Business and Pleasure

A Story of Zhor

By Spiff

Pohst stepped out into the cobbled alley getting his bag of coins and grinning broadly. He was one of the most prosperous pimpsin Xeft, and tonight had been a good night. His girls had done well, and he was proud of them. Then he sighed. There were many tithes to pay and palms to grease for the authorities to look the other way. After he kept up on his payments his bag would not be quite so heavy.

A heavy sigh my lord. Perhaps I can lighten your burden," Visp asked, appearing from the shadows.

He eyed the girl appreciatively. His greatest weakness was that he spent too much time in the furs with his girls. His libido was legendary often sleeping with five or more of his girls each day. "Yes, perhaps you could," and with more pleasant thoughts on his mind Pohst failed to hear his assailant sneak up and kosh him from behind. Pohst heard female laughter. His head ached and he felt weak. He opened his eyes. He was atop a bench. Visp and Yohsl stood either side of him, a pair of shapely blonde wenches. Their taut tanned bodies were unadorned except for the chains and collars that marked them as his thralls. Memory returned. He had been speaking to Visp. Yohsl must have hit him from behind. Damn the pair!

The two had not always been slave girls; in fact they had been his competitors. He'd had them ruked then personally ignited them both. Breaking them was one of his fondest memories. They'd been hot and ready for brolling, their taut bodies responding wonderfully beneath his touch. They'd taken to the chain and lash like natural slaves. He'd expanded, taking over their business. Their shame at working alongside their former underlings had been amusing. To add insult to humiliation heed made the two serve their former slaves. The pair had become loyal and obedient serum girls... or so he'd thought.

He struggled to rise but his arms and feet were bound behind him. The rope bit into his tender wrists and ankles and his limbs felt oddly thin and supple. He was atop a slave-training podium.

"What is the meaning of this?" Pohst asked but his blood froze. "No! You... haven't. Pohst looked at the mirror that faced the training podium. It showed precisely what it was meant to. A serum girl. She had become a serum girl! Tied and bound, her naked body slim and young, her skin pale and virginal. The swell of her breasts rose and fell with her sudden nervous breathing. Her hair was tied back in a knot. Her lashes were kohled and her lips were painted a rosy red. Nestled between her legs she could see the mounded lips of her pussy. She stared in disbelief. She was a tiny slip of a girl. Just the kind of girl he would have broiled...

The two tanned girls chuckled with knowing mirth. °Waking as a newly ruked serum girl is quite an experience, isn't it?" Visp asked. Pohst swallowed, the girls eyeing her with disquieting intensity. She remembered waking them to their new lives with similar gloating words. She'd taken them both, asserting her mastery over them with relish. She grew moist at the memory and she lowered her eyes in shame. They prowled about her. She felt naked and exposed. Despite being naked, the two girls moved with a sureness and confidence that intimidated her.

She wanted them, but not as she had wanted them before. She found herself becoming excited at the thought of being dominated by them. A hand trailed over her naked thigh and caressed lazily towards her exposed sex. "Oh, come now. That is hardly the way for a man to act." Yohsi slipped a finger over her sensitive lips. "Hardly the way a man should react."

"Please," Pohst begged. She didn't know what to think. It felt so good and she found herself pushing with abandon against the hand. She moaned in pleasure. All the time that she had taken with women as a man, she has never been taken. Her heart beat faster in her chest and she wriggled about as the hand withdrew. Her breath came in shallow mouthfuls. She smelt the musk of her sex. She looked from one girl to the other nervously. She wanted them, how she wanted them. Her body quivered with desire, but she was afraid. Her desire was too strong. She turned to look in the mirror, struggling to distance herself from the scene. "I think Pohst has been sampling her wares too much," Visp noted, looking into Pohst's eyes in the mirror. Yohsl nodded in agreement, following her partner's gaze. "That libido of his will make him ignite all the quicker Perhaps we should take our time..." "Yes..." Yohsl said, reaching down for her whip. "I want to take the time to enjoy this. Humiliate her like she humiliated us. Would you like that my little p1aything"?" she asked Pohst, teasingly tracing the whips tresses over her exposed flesh. The girl's skin goose bumped at the touch and there was an audible intake of breath. "No," the girl said without great conviction, eyeing the whip widely. She swallowed as Visp pulled the ropes tight, sending her legs into the Stand leaving her sex exposed. She knew just how exposed she was on the training podium. They could do whatever they wanted and she would be completely helpless.

"Should I whip you or should I brol you with the whip?" Yohsl asked in a mildly amused tone. Visp pulled a rope taut and it strummed with mock menace. Pohst craned her head to see the whip and considered her response carefully. Yohsl was a competent lash mistress and the whipping would likely be just gentle enough to elicit pleasure.

The slave girl also knew it was only a matter of time before she was broiled so she may as well grab the bull by the horn. Still the head of the whip looked quite large. Would she be too tight? She was a serum girl with a body bred for sex, but she whimpered with mixed fear and desire at the thought. As she deliberated indecisively the whip was raised and came down upon her exposed breasts. She shivered, the sensations sending stabs of bitter pleasure coursing through her body. The whip was raised again, its tethers tickling her nipples and drawing them eagerly erect. She realized that they were teasing he; that they would raise her desire then leave her frustrated and wanting more. But if she caved in they would break her all the more quickly. Could she fight it?

The whip came down again like a thousand delicious kisses, eliciting a lustful groan from her lips, "Brol me," she whispered. "Please..." Visp whispered wickedly. Again Pohst swallowed. Again the whip came down. "Please. Brol me!"

Yohsl grinned with victory and turned the girl about on the table with Visp's help. They made sure that Pohst could see her pussy through the training mirror. "I don't think we should," Visp whispered."

"And why not?" Yohsl asked archly, rubbing the head of the whip casually along the girls inner thigh. She liked the way lips of the girl's sex poked out eagerly in this position. She licked her own lips, fighting, the urge to run her tongue over those lips. Instead she ran the bulbous head of the whip downwards, pausing, awaiting her partner's response. There was a wistful look in Yohsl's eyes, as though she wished she still had a manhood.

"She's had enough. Perhaps we should go easy on her."

"Go easy on her? You're not losing your balls now are you?" Yohsl snapped, prodding her partner in the chest with the whip.

"No," Visp hesitated. "It's just that, she's one of us now."

Pohst wasn't listening. She was too engrossed in watching the leather handle move towards her sex. She could feel her lips moistening with warm hunger. "She's one of us when she's broiled a new man every night for a year." Yohsl said pushing the riding crop against the girl's lips. Despite her words, she pushed gently, making sure the girl saw and felt every moment of it. "She's one of us when she wants to brol men for the rest of her life!" Pohst groaned as her lips spread and enfolded the bulbous shaft. "She's one of us when all her friends and family know she's a common cup girl." The whip sunk slowly then retreated. She rocked with the thrusts. "She's one of us when she can think of nothing but satisfying the urges of her master!"

"I'm one of you," Pohst grunted as she came and ignited.

END

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