Stiff Corruption

I

As Emma slowly awoke, she heard voices in the room with her, yet her headset kept her entranced with hypnotic imagery that kept her from registering what those with her were saying. She was sat in a cold steel chair, shackles holding her wrists to the armrests. She was a blonde teenage girl with light blue eyes, short and nubile in figure, her hair waistlength, clothed in a traditional schoolgirl's outfit. Despite the unfamiliar surroundings, she felt perfectly at ease, due to the effect of the headset and it's swirling pools of light within. She was barely aware that anything was wrong and too charmed to actually care.

"She's awake", a woman's voice spoke in a cold, professional manner.

"Good...", another woman spoke, this voice haughty and well spoken.

"Heartbeat is regular. Should I begin the program?", the first voice asked.

"Yes, please do", the second person answered, purring to herself, "I do so love perverting these youths. To find a virgin this time is even better. Hopefully, she'll respond positively to the simulation, then we can begin the growth process."

With a beep, the cold spoken figure pressed a button, causing the headset to hum as it lulled Emma into a trance, the illusory experience seeming utterly real.

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Her pulse rising, Emma felt herself knelt upon a plain white mattress in a brightly lit room, stark naked. In place of her vagina was a large bulging member that ached fiercely between her legs. Though Emma could swear that the organ had not been there before, a presence in the back of her mind assured her that it was perfectly normal. In fact, Emma was not entirely sure where she had been before, nor did she feel as if it mattered.

Across the bed was another young girl, a pig-tailed brunnete with hazel eyes, also naked. She had a comely look about her that Emma found most pleasing to the eyes. The presence in the back of her mind told Emma that this other youth was her slave girl, pliant and able.

Emma salivated as she gazed at the slave girl, licking her lips once as she took in the slave's appearance.

"Come here, kitten...", Emma cooed at the girl, her voice soft and yet demanding.

The slave girl crawled across toward Emma and perched obediently in front of her.

Emma's fingers brushed across the head of her cock as she stared down at her slave. "Suck it", she ordered.

The slave girl silently took Emma's cock into her hands, stroking the root with loving care as she took the head into her mouth, plunging the member in and out with a swift and steady motion, suckling hard with her throat muscles.

Emma moaned deeply as she felt the slave girl do as she had asked, running her hand through her hair as she arched her head backward, her cock throbbing hungrily as the other girl pleased it. Emma took perverse joy in the sensations as the slave serviced her, the dirty feeling that she got from it all being a major turn-on for her. She felt wicked and she felt sexy in a way that