Message-ID: <52258asstr$1129965004@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com DomainKey-Signature: a=rsa-sha1; q=dns; c=nofws; s=s1024; d=yahoo.com; h=Message-ID:Received:Date:From:Subject:To:MIME-Version:Content-Type:Content-Transfer-Encoding; b=unyg5T1f1T+Ue6Ff0aktYB+adB4vjkr7POdv27Awb+CwK7hx3uk6TLH9KsTKzV8wh39zIyXk882SaFBpXTDfUCm7MXSMmtc6mXX82Xm8xJOdAIodztleSU4eOtglVjwk2iElZbed/pfnBP76caW9lJoqpoIRdp7d+kYPSMO/oBw= ; X-Original-Message-ID: <20051022024510.64779.qmail@web35906.mail.mud.yahoo.com> From: Back Story <thebackstory@yahoo.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2005 19:45:09 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} Divani - Chapter 02: Another First Day X-Original-Subject: Posting Lines: 273 Date: Sat, 22 Oct 2005 03:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/52258> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hoisingr, dennyw Submitting for posting on the moderated group. __________________________________ Start your day with Yahoo! - Make it your home page! http://www.yahoo.com/r/hs <1st attachment, "Divani02.txt" begin> Divani - Chapter 02: Another First Day (MFdiv rape viol oral magic) by Backstory thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER! ________________________________ This story is intended for individuals above the age of 21 or above whatever age the local jurisdiction of the reader would dictate. None of the characters of situations are in the least bit real, or even based on any real people or events. This story is not set in our world. The characters in this story live in a special world called fantasyland. In this world there are no STDs, which is why none of the characters even think of wearing condoms. In our world, this can get you sick or dead. You should never base your own life decisions on something done by a person who lives in fantasyland. The characters in fantasyland often engage in questionable or downright immoral behavior with little or no legal consequence. This is, again, not the case in our world. If you rape someone or have sex with a 15-year-old, you will probably go to prison and be raped yourself, so don't do it. In fact, there isn't much that the people of Fantasyland do that I would do, which is why I write about them. Fantasyland, as previously noted, has no real consequences and is a safe place for my fantasies. If you enjoy or hate this story, please send me mail at thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com. Just make sure you take blockthespambots out before you send it. Please don't send personal hate mail. Remember that I am actually a very nice person and nothing like the characters in my stories. In fact, I'm sure I'd hate them in real life. Please respect that this story is copyrighted. You can keep it and do whatever you want with it for personal use. You can freely distribute it, but make sure it's the original, with all information intact. You may not sell it or put it on a pay site. If you'd like to review one of my stories, feel free, but please send me a copy as a courtesy. ________________________________ Divani - Chapter 02: Another First Day (MFdiv rape viol oral magic) Fen Rodune customarily welcomed his new arrivals near the beach, in a large area cordoned off with fences of intertwining rope. His men called the area the courtyard. The Divani females had arrived at his camp last night and he was up early to see the little white bitches. He walked alone, down the sandy path, to the courtyard. There were many training camps, all over the empire, each with its own character. The emperor allowed each camp governor to run things as he saw fit, and so each camp had a way of turning out a certain type of slave. Rodune knew that the camps in the city of Tennogh tended to be run a certain way. That was why he was glad to have his camp in the southlands, far from the city. He was of the firm opinion that Divani females should be broken down constantly, from the second they entered the camp, until the day they were sold. What happened to them after this was not his concern, though he knew that his camp attracted a certain sort of customer. Most of the Divani sold at his camp would likely not see their lot improve after going home with a new master. He felt a certain pride in this. Rodune hiself was a small man, not much more than five feet tall. He thought it the god's great joke on him that he should be given a cock as large as his and such a short body to hang it on. Seven inches swung from between his thighs and thicker by far than most other men. It was a lifelong frustration to be so short with such a large cock as women had a tendency to dismiss him before he ever managed to display his endowment. As a teenager, he often dreamed of running a training camp like the one he now did. Many was the night he would masturbate furiously to fantasies of compliant Divani females, utterly under his control. But he'd matured so much since then, and obtained his dream. He was approaching the court now and shook his head to clear his mind. The sun was already hot so he stripped off his shirt, casting it on a nearby bench. He greeted Marten, who guarded the entrence to the court and walked inside. "Greetings, my lovely Divani females and welcome to your new home. Each and every one of you now belongs to me. You belong to me for the period of one year, after which you will be sold to your permanent master. "You are to do exactly as you are told at all times. If you refused, there will be a penalty according to my whim. You can expect anything from being deprived of food, to having your hair cut from your head. You will not be killed under any circumstances. I believe that every one of you can be instructed and I won't give up on any of you. You will be taught many things in the next year and as you demonstrate your willingness to learn, you will be given a certain ranking. Your rank will determine how much money I am able to sell you for. This means that it is to your advantage to show me that you are eager to increase in rank so that I will not worry and be forced to spend extra hours tutoring you." Rodune's ranking system was different than the one used by most of the camps, but he thought his made much more sense. The general increases in rank due to good behavior were actually meaningless and only in place to motivate the Divani. Before they were sold, Rodune personally categorized each of his females as to what type of master she would be most suitable for. He gazed out over the sea of pale faces. "Are there any questions?" A hand was raised. "Yes, step forward. What is your question." An unusually small Divani female stepped forward, her features hard. "I do not have a question. I request that you kill me now. I do not wish to submit to this atrocity." Rodune advanced, his jaw dropping. "A yearling! You're a yearling?" The female's resolve faltered for a minute but she quickly regained composure. "I am Divani, as you call us. I am older than a year... I have lived for twenty-six years and..." "Come here, yearling. I'll have my pleasure of you right now." The Divani looked at him as though he were mad. "I do not know what a yearling is, but I say again that you should kill me now. We would have done so had we captured you and would not have needed to be asked." "And I say again come to me. You have no doubt heard that you shall, under no circumstances, be killed. Come here, then. I mean to have my way with your tight little cunt right here in the sand." She looked horrified. "I will not come to you." Rodune's features hardened. He had long been obsessed with finding a yearling, but they were very rare. None had ever been brought to his camp. Yearlings were like other Divani except that they were usually under four feet tall and rumored to have even stronger powers of regeneration. To bed a yearling was considered good fortune, to own one, well... Only the richest merchant could affored to own a yearling. Yearlings were also considered extremely hard to break, which meant that Rodune needed to put his personal desires on the side. It would not do to satisfy himself now, and lose the change to break in this tiny, sweet bitch. He'd have her. Maybe not now, but when the time was right, he'd have her. Right now, this yearling needed to be taken down a step. He turned to one of his men guarding the courtyard. "Petriff, your spear, please." Petriff tossed his spear and Rodune caught it easily. "Anyone who interferes here will have her hair cut. No exceptions." he said as he advanced on the yearling. The rest of the Divani backed away, chattering, but the yearling did not move as he neared her, but only tossed her hair impetuously. When he was near enough, he thrust out the butt of the spear, catching her in the forehead and knocking her on her back. As she lay stunned in the sand, he knelt between her legs, parting them easily, and with one swift motion, thrust the spear between her thighs and through her clothing, pushing firmly up into her cunt. She cried out immediately, though her cry quickly became no more than a pathetic gurgle. Her white hair flashed brilliantly as she arched her back. Rodune's muscular arm flexed as he slowly pushed the spear deeper into her. He watched the thick shaft sinking into her, forcing her cunt open wide, as the sharp tip tore through her insides. He placed a hand on her chest and pushed her gently back. Pink blood welled in her mouth as she sank back to the ground, spilling out onto the sand. Her blood also stained the cloth between her legs and wet the ground there. "You will do exactly as I tell you to do, yearling." he said, slowly twisting the haft of the spear as he spoke. He reached out and took hold of her jaw, forcing her to look into his eyes. As her shocked, pained expression came to rest on him, he pulled on the spear so that it began to exit her body, then with a snarl, shoved it back into her. She coughed and shuddered, spraying pink blood everywhere and began to sob in pain. He brutally fucked her with the spear for well over a minute, then ripped it unceremoniously from her body and stood up. Pale pink blood poured from her cunt, soaking the sand. Her hair shone with a blinding white light. He pointed to a guard whose name he had forgotten. "You. Undress her. When the bleeding stops and her hair dims, wash her in the sea, then carry her back to my quarters." Normally he would not cum on the first day, but he was now immensely horny and turned to the group. "There is now an opportunity for one of you to advance in rank by assisting me. Are there any volunteers?" He didn't expect any, but was surprised as a Divani female stepped forward and bowed. "How may I service you, Master?" she asked with her head bowed. Rodune smiled. Night and day, these Divani could be. "Kneel here and open your mouth. Swallow what I give you." The Divani bowed lower, then knelt before him and raised her face to him, her small mouth open. He unfastened his pants and pulled his cock out. The Divani's eyes widened. "What's the matter?" he asked as he stroked himself. He was pleased with her reaction. "Nothing, Master. It's just that yours is the first man's cock I've ever seen. I knew men were much bigger than Divani, but I didn't know they were this large." "All men are not this large. I am lucky and have been gifted by the gods." She smiled playfully. "Perhaps if I am as lucky I will get to feel your large cock during my training here." Having the sluttiest unbroken Divani he'd ever known saying these things to him as he jerked himself off over her upturned face brought him quickly over the edge. He grunted and put the tip of his cock to her lips, shooting stream after stream of thick cum into her open mouth. As he finished, she closed her mouth on his seed, her expression contemplative. She swallowed thoughtfully and smiled. "I like that. Is there any more?" Rodune squeezed his cock, a bit more cum dripping from the tip. She licked it up hungrily, then looked up at him expectantly. "That's all for today. You will advance one rank, and I thank you. Go with the others." "Thank you, Master." Rodune turned to see that the yearling had been stripped of her clothes. She lay curled on her side, both hands cupping her brutalized cunt, her back matted with blood and sand. The guard he had posted watched over her, but her hair still blazed with white light. He address the yearling's guard. "You. I expect to see her in my quarters within the hour." "Yes, sir." Rodune turned his back on the scene and saw that Petriff had retrieved his spear and was marshalling the men to get the other Divani to their cells. He left the courtyard and made his way briskly back to the castle. ________________________________ (C)Copyright 2005 by Backstory FTP site: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/backstory Text site: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/backstory/ Web site: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/backstory/www <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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