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Divani - Chapter 02: Another First Day
(MFdiv rape viol oral magic)

by Backstory
thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com

IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER!
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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.

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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.
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