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Subject: {ASSM} Playthings: The Initiation  SciFi MMMF 1st  FFFM   1st
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Don 

This is the third Plaything story.  It explains the
nature of Playthings more fully.  I hope you like it.

***************



Amy had been preparing for most of her sixteen year
life for this day.  In a few hours, she would be
initiated as an official Playing.  
	One cannot choose to become a Plaything, one can only
choose not to become one.  Amy did not make that
choice, because being a Plaything carries with it
certain protections and a life time guaranteed income,
even if it means loosing certain rights.
	Amy and the others lived in an advanced technological
society,  where everything, from making the clothes to
removing the garbage, was done by machines.   The only
jobs available for people were programmers and
engineers to design and run the machines,  physicians
and teachers to take care of the people who take care
of the machines, and entertainers, artists, athletes,
and clergy, who made life worthwhile.   All of these
required intelligence, talent, and education.  To
guarantee the talent and intelligence, all fetuses had
to undergo genetic screening, and mothers were
encouraged to abort those who did not qualify.  To
assure that there only as many people as there were
meaningful jobs, population was strictly controlled. 
Women were allowed to have only two children if 
married and only one if not.  They could have more
only if they paid an expensive fee.
	Playthings were the escape valve that let the whole
utopian system work.  Because most of them were
sterile, one could have sex without increasing the
population.   In addition, if a woman resisted
aborting a fetus which could not be qualified for the
training society required, or if she did not pay the
fee for the additional child, that child would be
reared as a Plaything.  Playthings were genetically
altered to make them sexually responsive and trained
to be bring extra satisfaction to their customers.  
If a Plaything chose not to complete his or her
initiation, the only functions they could perform
without an education was personal care to the very
young, very old, and very sick.   These did not pay as
well as sexual service.  Since most were sterile, they
were not suitable as marriage partners.  
	If the Plaything population got too large, the law
provided for non voluntary abortions.  If it got too
small, the law provided for Playthings to be fertile
enough to conceive more.  In general, it usually 
balanced out.
	Like most Playthings, Amy did not know her parents. 
She had be raised by a collective run by an non-profit
agency.   The society took the welfare and protection
of Playthings seriously.  Because of their limited
education on a complex technological society, they
could not vote and had limited property rights.  On
the other hand, the society provided for their
training, gave them a place to live and provided for a
pension on retirement.   Because few Playthings went
freelance, that meant working as whores (women) or
studs (men),  or being  licensed to work for a private
individual.  Playthings generally liked their work. 
Both male and female Playthings were multi-orgasmic
and  always obtained sexual release.  
	The only exceptions to the above rules were male
conception studs and special class female Playthings,
or sluts.  Conception studs were the only Playthings
who were not sterile.  They served women who wanted a
baby,  but who did not want to get married.  The stud
service would guarantee a conception of a health
woman, and see to it that the baby passed  the
relevant genetic screening.   Slut Playthings were
females who specialized the masochistic and submissive
sex.  They were paid more than  regular Playthings, 
but they were more vulnerable to  genuine abuse.  
Generally, sluts retired about five years earlier than
regular Playthings, because of the wear and tear on
their bodies, and the extra money they earned.  The
few male sluts primarily saw gay clients. 
	Amy was a regular Plaything.  She had spent the past
year observing how Playthings functioned and how they
treated their clients in various situations.  They
became totally comfortable with nudity, bodily
functions, and various sexual positions.   Usually a
Plaything does not have sex with another Plaything. 
The only exception was the initiation.  The agency
thought a Plaything's initial experience should be
with some already trained at sexual pleasure.  They
believed that a client could not always be trusted to
provide that.  Amy would be initiated by three
experienced studs. The studs would teach her what a
client would expect her to know.  She had hoped that
her friend Pavel would be among them, but he was being
initiated himself in a few weeks, and he could not do
her any good.  
	Amy spent the day with her friends, many of whom were
already Playthings.  She bathed, put on a nice
perfume, had a light dinner, and enjoyed some wine for
the first time. She was excited that she would be
finally an adult, able to earn her own living.  As she
got more experience,  she hoped to have a group of
regular clients and could choose some of her own
clothes.   Eventually, she hoped to be licensed to a
man or couple who would treat well and would satisfy
her sexual cravings.  
	Although the initiation always involved other
Playthings, the managers of the brother were Amy was
assigned to work knew that many of the clients enjoyed
watching.  The attendance was by invitation only, and
usually went to regular clients who would spend the
rest of the evening with their own whores, either by
themselves or in orgy.  Between retirement and
licensing to private individuals,  turnover at the
brothel was about one per month, so there were
frequent initiations.  
	The actual initiation was held in a large room
designed for the purpose, as well as for orgies.  Amy
and her three studs were introduced and lead to a bed
in the middle of the room.   The audience was seated
on couches raised on platforms above the bed.   This
gave everyone an uninterrupted view, but kept then
away from the action..  Other  couples could watch on
video from the privacy of their rooms or at home.
	In the initiation,  Amy  had to have sex with each
stud in a different position, and had to achieve
orgasm each time.  She did know which stud would do
what.  Amy had practiced with vibrators and observed
several initiations, so she knew she could do it.  
She wore a large cape, tied at the neck.  It was
obvious that she was naked underneath.  The studs wore
short robes and briefs.  
	After they were introduced, the studs suddenly
converged on Amy.  They lifted her on to the bed and
tossed way the cape.  She was covered with six hands
and three mouths, moving over her entire body, from
face to feet.  Gradually, the hands and mouths
concentrated on her breast and pussy.  Amy opened her
legs to give them better access to her.  One of the
mouths was hovering over her clit, one covering her
breasts, and one was kissing her on the lips.  
	Then the mouths switched places.  The mouth by the
clit was joined by fingers in her vagina.  Amy was too
excited to realize at first that the one of the hands
on her breast had been replaced by a cock.   A naked
stud was sitting on her chest, rubbing his prick
between her ample round breasts.   Amy grabbed it and
guided it to her mouth, as she was trained to do. He
was almost 30 cm. long, so Amy could lick at the same
time he rubbed her tits.  She did not know whether he
would cum in her mouth or not, but she was prepared
either way.  
	Suddenly the mouth and prick disappeared.
	"Hey, come back.  I was enjoying that."  Amy
exclaimed.
	"Maybe, you'll enjoy this, more"  Said the stud on
her chest, whose name was Paul.
	Paul moved down her body, until his prick touched her
pussy.   Then he put it, slowly but firmly.  Paul
liked to initiate virgins, especially Playthings,
because they made up in enthusiasm what they lacked in
finesse.   He pushed deep into  Amy, filling her with
his volume.
	"Oh wow.  That is better than  a vibrator or
someone's mouth."   Amy exclaimed.  
When he entered, Amy was no longer a virgin, but she
was too high to realize that.  With every push he took
her higher and higher.  She was sure she was flying on
his prick. She bent her knees to she push up into the
sky.  
	"This is fantastic.   I want to stay like this
forever."   She exclaimed.   
	"Cum, my little Plaything,  Cum on my prick."  Paul
encouraged.
	Amy could not stay forever.   Her body began
vibrating violently, giving her the most intense
feeling.  
	"Aye, Aye, Aye!"  She exclaimed, almost shouting.  
Her orgasms kept coming for several minutes, while
Paul  kept pumping into her.  Then he released 
himself, letting his semen flow into her pussy.  
	Amy lay there, exhausted by her ordeal.  She tried to
catch her breath.  But  the studs were not going to
give her a chance to relax.  As soon as Paul withdrew,
the three studs picked her up and turned her over on
her  stomach.  In the meanwhile, Paul had left her to
join one his regular clients on the couch.   She
wanted a bit of what Paul had given Amy. 
	"Lift up you ass, Plaything. " the second stud
instructed.  He moved behind her, his prick ready and
waiting. 
	"Lift yourself higher, so I can get at your cunt." 
He repeated.
	When Amy had her ass high in the air,  the second
stud entered her, full force. 
	"Ugh.  That was too sudden.  I wasn't ready for
that."  Amy complained
	The stud ignored her.   Instead, he kept banging into
her cunt from the rear.   Amy leaned on her arms so
she could push back at him.  While she was doing that,
the third stud climbed in front of her, enticing her
mouth with his cock.  Soon,. they had Amy in a
sandwich, pushing at her from both ends.   
	Amy was thrilled that they found her that enticing. 
She tried to concentrate on the stud in her mouth, but
the one in the rear was giving her too much pleasure. 
He grabbed her tits, squeezing them,  and using them
as a handle to pull her to him.  The stud in her mouth
was having a great time, but he realized that the
objective of the initiation was so she could cum, not
so he could.   He pulled back to watch the stud in
back ride her body.    
	By this time, Amy was in full stride.  She peeked
over her shoulder to see who was thrilling her so.  
He was a stud named Bruce, who had almost jet black
skin and a muscular body. 
He exertions was leaving Amy breathless.  
	"This is too much.  I can't take it any longer. " She
exclaimed, breathing hard.
	"You aren't even half way finished with your
initiation. You have to take a lot more."  said the
stud in front.
	Amy concentrated on the feeling of having her pussy
filled with black meat and have her body used by the
powerful stud behind her.  She felt she would cum
soon.  And she did.  Again, the waves of pleasure
engulfed her body,  as she convulsed on his prick.
	"Aye!  I'm cuming again!"   She exclaimed.   Bruce
jerked his body behind her until he was emptying this
white cum into her waiting box. 	
	Amy fell forward on bed, too numb to move.    She was
revived by the third stud, who handed her a soft
drink, and wiped her body of perspiration and  cum.  
	"Thank you.  I needed that."  She said with a smile.
	"I know.   And I have something that I need."  He
pointed to his erect prick.  
	"What do want me to do with that?"  She asked.  
	"Just sit on it.  Take you time."  
	The stud lay flat on his back on the bed.   Bruce
helped  Amy get into position so she could lower
herself onto his prick.   She rested on his prick, 
indulging in the feeling to taking him completely.  
But she felt she could not sit there, because if she
moved, the feeling would get better.    So move, she
did.   She kept her back straight, as she used her
knees and hips to get the proper movement. She slowly
pounded on his prick, letting the feeling  grow.  
Again,  she was climbing on his prick.  He put his
hands on her tits to guide her rhythm, but she was
fine on her own.  
	"This  is so good.!"   She sighed.  
	But as her excitement grew, she bounced over his
prick with breathless grunts.    She felt she was
reaching the edge.    And then she fell off.
	"I'm going to cum again.  I can't believe.   Again!" 
 She shouted.   She let her body drain itself on his
prick.  He bucked up to meet her, and released into
her.   
	When she was finished she said, "Oh, wow,   you guys
were fantastic.  If this is how I am always going to
feel, I am going to love being a Plaything."
	She had cum so hard and so often her pelvis ached.  
Although she was in good shape from sit-ups, sex 
would get her into better shape.
	When she got up,  she was shaking and had to be
helped by her friends to a table.  But the people in
the room were applauding.  She had passed the
initiation.  She was a Plaything.
	When she was celebrating, some one pointed out that
several men in the audience had already requested to
see her.  The rules of the house required that she see
one customer a day, six days a week, but Playthings,
like Amy,  who were just starting out often see many
times that, until they developed a system with which
they felt comfortable.   They wanted to feel fresh
with each client but they wanted to develop a regular
customer base. 
	 Even after the initiation, Amy had a few more
lessons with the studs regarding taking a prick up the
ass or swallowing cum in the mouth.  At first the
house would give her clients who confine themselves to
normal intercourse. But regardless,  she was ready to
move on her own. 
	So now  her initiation was a success.   Her career as
a Plaything was off to a great start. 

					*******

	Amy's stud friend, Pavel, had his initiation a week
later.  The rules were similar.   Pavel had to have
intercourse or other sex with three Playthings, each
in a different position, and achieve orgasm each time.
 For Pavel, it was mainly a test of stamina. But at
seventeen, he was at the height of his physical
powers, so it should not be a problem.  Amy and Pavel
could not let their private preferences interrupt with
work.  They would have to keep their relationship
platonic until they both retired, with might not be
for another 25 years.  Studs generally retired when
they could not longer meet the physical requirement of
achieving erection and orgasm every day.  
	Pavel's initiation was set up like Amy's.    He and
the three Playthings would use a bed in a well below
the viewing area.  The regular customers and studs
occupied couches above the bed, where they had a good
view.  Many wanted to see the initiation because the
turnover among studs was not as high as among
Playthings, so initiations were less common.  Pavel
was very excited about the event, especially when he
saw how pretty the Playthings were.
	Pavel and his Playthings entered the well with the
bed.  He was naked, except for a loin cloth.  The
Playthings wore transparent robes.
	When they were introduced, one of them said, "Let's
see what this stud is made of."
	She pulled off the loin cloth, exposing his prick. 
Another Plaything called out, "Play with your self,
stud.  We want to see what you've got."
	Pavel was very used to masturbating.  He rubbed his
prick several time.  It became obvious that he was
well endowed, even for a stud Plaything.   His phallus
grew to almost 30 cm. long and 4 cm. in diameter. 
There was an amazed moan from the audience.
	The third Plaything announced, "Girls, we're in for a
treat."
	The second one said, "That is as big as I've ever
taken.  I'm not sure I can do it."
	The first one said, "Don't worry.  I'll show you how.
 Lie on you back on the bed, stud.
We just have to take you down a bit."
	Pavel leaned back.   Each Plaything got on next to 
him, the first by his  head, the second by his knees, 
and the third by his right side.  Each one leaned over
to give him a lick.  Then the third Plaything put her
hands around his tool, and rolled it like pie dough. 
In the meanwhile, the first Plaything  by Pavel's head
had lifted her robe.
	"Give me a lick, while we do you."  she instructed.  
She positioned her crotch over his mouth, and lowered
herself over it.  Pavel grabbed her pussy with two
hands , and munched on it like a ripe apple. 
	Each Plaything was helping herself to his boner. 
They munched along the side like corn.  They sucked
his balls like melons.  But they gave special
attention to the sensitive tip.  Pavel was being
bathed in tongue and lips.  The first Plaything
started to suck on the tip, pressing with exquisite
pressure with her lips.   Pavel was so excited that he
knew he would cum soon, regardless of what any one
else did.  He closed his eyes, so he could concentrate
on the cum that was starting to boil   He erupted like
a volcano, with his cum like lava.  Each of the
Playthings hurried to drink her fill from the tall
white fountain.
	"There, that will make him easier to take,"  said the
first Plaything.  However, Pavel remained almost as
hard and stiff as before.  With a few strokes, he was
back to full strength.
	"I know what to do, "  said the third Plaything.
	She threw off her robe.  She stood on the bed, facing
Pavel's head.  She positioned herself over his prick,
and gradually lowered herself down.   Even thought she
went down slowly, she eventually rested her full
weight  on his mammoth pole.   It felt as if he
occupied her body.  She wanted to let the feeling
penetrate her to the core.  Pavel turned his attention
to her tits, started to pummel them roughly.   That
only excited her more.  As she moved slowly on his 
pole, her sighs and moans become more frequent.  She
was riding a pole of man-meat.  But she remembered
that her job was to bring him off, not to bring
herself off.
	The Plaything moved more rapidly.   She squeezed the
muscles on her labia to increase the pressure on him. 
 Soon, she was almost doing deep knee bends on his
prick.  They both grunted with each drop and relaxed
with each rise.   She was bouncing on him as the drops
became faster and deeper   The grunts also became
faster and loader.
	"You are going to make me cum,"   Pavel said,
breathing hard.
	"Yes.  Yes. Me too.  Do it."  The Plaything
exclaimed.  
	Pavel pushed up,  meeting her in mid air.  With each
push a gush of cum popped from his tall prick.  The
Plaything responded to him with an orgasm that
engulfed her whole body.  
	"Woooh.  I said we were in for a treat."  She said,
as the pulled her self off his prick.  It popped out
of her body with a plunk.  It had clearly relaxed
some, but not completely. 
	By this time, the second Plaything realized how she
could get in the action.  She lay next to Pavel,
holding him in her arms.  She kissed him, and stroked
his body. She took a moist cloth and rubbed him down,
making him feel good.  He smiled at her and removed
her robe.  He played with her tits, and rubbed her
pussy.  Soon, she was wet and ready.
	"Fuck me,  nice and slow."   She opened her legs,
giving him a clear passage way of what to do.  She
thought it would be better for both, if he controlled
the action.  
	He entered her pussy, nice and slow.  Because he had
already cum twice, he was not eager to cum too soon
again.   Instead, he wanted to enjoy it.  He was not
as hard as he was, but he was more than hard enough. 
He moved slowly inside her,  enjoying the feeling of
her body.  He kissed her and pushed her breasts, as he
eased himself around.  
	"Oh lover, I like what you're doing.  You can do that
any time. You are going to be a great stud."   She
said, moaning softly.  
	Pavel thought he was in no hurry, but his body
thought other wise.  As he pushed her more rapidly, he
felt the exquisite pressure build up in his balls. 
She put her legs up over his back to give him  some
leverage.  
	"Oh, baby.    Do me.  Fuck me.  Hard.  Hard."  she
grunted.
	Pavel was now banging into her as hard as he could. 
But he knew he could go  even harder.  As he pushed as
hard and deep as he could, he felt himself erupting
again.  
	"I'm  doing it.  I'm cuming for the third time  in an
hour!" He was almost shouting in disbelief.  
	As she vibrated beneath him, the second Plaything
felt a wonderful orgasm course through her body.  
	Pavel pulled out of her, and said, "That was
wonderful, but I'm through."
	The  first Plaything said, "No you're not.   You came
three times for your initiation,  and each of the
other gals  got  off, but I didn't.   You owe me too."
	"But I'm done, at least for the time being."  Pavel
complained.
	The Plaything sat with her legs opened wide, exposing
her pussy.  "Lick it.  Make me cum too."
	Pavel realized that he would have to satisfy clients
any way they wanted.  Here was a woman wanting to be
satisfied on his tongue.  He thought her clitoris
looked like a ripe, succulent nectarine.   He leaned
down to give it a tongue tap.  He started to munch on
the nectarine.  He took it between his lips and pursed
downwards.   While he was doing this he managed to
glance up at the Plaything.  She had leaned back, 
moaning softly.  
	"You make me feel so good,  stud,"  she said,
quietly.
	Pavel returned to her clit.  He moved several fingers
around in her pussy.   He then used his tongue as a
pecker to rapidly fuck her clit.  This sent her moans
up an octave.  She grabbed his head, holding him over
her pussy.  Pavel took that as a sign that she wanted
a regular mouth bath. 
He covered her clit with his lips, sucking and chewing
on it.  
	"I'm almost there.  A few more minutes."  she said.
	Pavel just continued to tongue her some more.  He
flicked his tongue around, stimulating her to the
point of no return.
	"Yes!  That's it.  Now.  "  She squealed.   She held
his mouth in place, as her body convulsed beneath it. 
Pavel continually moved his mouth, until he felt her
relax.
	"How was that?"   he asked.
	"A plus perfect,"  she said, with a sigh and a smile.
	Pavel had successfully completed his initiation.  
His impressive boner made him some instant clients.  
After he passed the initiation, Pavel would serve as a
stud, satisfying the women who needed his services. 
Being a stud was in many ways easier than being a
Plaything, because all he had to do was stick his
prick somewhere and move it around.   However, unless
he also served gay men, he would not make as much
money as a Plaything. 
	



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