Slave X (Acid and Lord Dakol)

[Lord Dakol]

Their caravan drove into the city, four trucks surrounding one large car. Inside, numerous guards dressed in suits and armed with SMGs looked at the one young man sitting at the end of them all, his short-ish black hair covering his neatly trimmed eyebrows and falling to the top of his neck. His face soft, as a person would expect someone young to have. He was fully clothed; dressed in a dark blue suit with a white tie and shirt, he looked ready for an important speech. His piercing blue eyes gazed at the car's floor, not taking his eyes off it as they drove quietly.

Officially, his name was Dirune Shashimako for the papers, but unofficially... they called him Human X. He was the pinnacle of human modification, created to excel in every aspect of life. But he made for one purpose; to lead the world into a new era of prosperity, something the world hadn't seen in years.

As a breath flowed from Dirune's lips, the silence was broken. An explosion rocked the side of the car, forcing it to stop as it flipped over. A few of the bodyguards were killed on impact, but the young boy was fine. Gunfire and yells could be heard outside as Dirune thought quickly. Unbuckling his seat-belt, he launched himself from the seat and pushed on one the doors. It seemed to be jammed; he needed to escape before the vehicle exploded. Stepping over bodies, he tried the other, pushing against it with his shoulder only to find that the door opened from the outside. Instantly, Dirune let out a kick to whoever was attacking. A figure fell to the ground, but in the insanity, he felt a stinging pain in the back of the head.

Within moments, he fell to the ground, groaning as he slowly lost consciousness...

One hour later...

"Oof!" Dirune grunted, feeling himself getting kicked down to the floor, and not able to move. He was still dressed, but he felt shackles around his wrists and ankles. He then heard a smooth, exotic voice of a woman, followed by a gruff male voice...

"Here you go, ma'am. As you requested..."

 

[Acid]

Katrina was born in Japan, ever since little she was given everything that she wanted. Her life was very simple, do whatever the hell she wanted. As time went by people seem to be at her every beck and whim, her parents had made her a very powerful woman. As time went by she became more and more powerful until she managed to get the company of her parents after their death. All of her fathers and mothers money and power went to her, and Japan was brought to a era of fear, she was the leader of the most feared group in Japan history. She got what she wanted, if not she would kill whoever stood on her way, that was the simple fact of life she was thought on.

As time went by Katrina became more and more powerful and more feared. One of her most trusted subjects told her about a certain slave. Someone that would bring a new era of change, she could not have that. She could not have someone like that break her plans. She arranged a group to go get him. She did not cared who lived or died in the mission she just wanted the boy. And she would do whatever she needed to do in order to get him.

As she sent them on their way she walked to her room and sat on her bed. She picked up a book and started reading, waiting for her goons to do the job. Once she heard a ruffle and the door was open and a boy was dropped on the floor. She grins and looked at the guard kick the boy, two commans were heard from her voice, "Strip him, and take him to the dungeon". The man grabbed him again and started to cut away his clothes. They then strapped him to a cross on the wall and left him there.

Short time later Katrina walked to the dungeon, she was wearing a full latex suit that clearly defined her breasts. Her long black hair was acentuated by her japanese eyes. She looked at him and smirked, "From now on you can forget about your mision, you are here and will be my slave. I do not care about your life outside that one is officially over. I arranged so the news announce your demise, to them you are dead. Since I do not care about your name I will call you X, you will call me mistress. Is that understood?"

 

[Lord Dakol]

Dirune felt the man beside him pulling him up, and the boy growled as the man began to cut away his clothes. Cold air swept across his skin as he was soon naked. "Hey, get the hell off!" he barked, but was unable to do anything since he was bond by the shackles. He felt the weight lift off him, however, and tried to take this chance to escaped. He moved through their grasp, hitting pressure points in their hands to let go.

But, of course, they had others. Taking his arms and legs, he was slammed against a large cross, and felt the steel straps pinning him against the wall. Just then, remembering the data that was embedded in his head, he eerily felt like the biblical figure Jesus.

After a while, his eyes shot to the sound of sharp clicking on the floor, which he easily identified as high heels. He watched carefully, and saw as a woman strode in with utter confidence. Once she began to talk, ordering him to give up his creator's goal, he was galled by her "suggestion". After listening to her, she was planning to remove his identity completely, save for taking the "X" from his project name. With a light chuckle and smiled slightly.

"Fuck you, bitch. Now, tell me... who are you?" he growled, his eyes completely defiant.

 

[Acid]

She looked at him curse at her and she could not help but laugh. Grabbing a crop she landed a quick hit to his balls. The hit was strong and fast not giving him time to react at all. After she hit three more times she grabbed his chin and forced him to look at her, "Who I am won't matter, at least for you it won't. But I will let you know on a tip, I am the owner of the biggest gang in the entire Japan".

She grinned and punched him on the stomach and backed away to let him catch his breath, "So you know your position, you are called Slave X by others right? well now you are going to become a true slave".

With a sly smirk she moved to the wall where all the whips were and took out a strange looking device with some small pads. Walking back to him, she placed them on his balls and cock. Also she placed one on each nipple, "Now why don't we play a game, tell me exactly what you were meant to do. I want to hear it from your mouth" she grinned as she grabbed the controller of the pads, if he knew that well it would be a electrical corrent battery.

 

[Lord Dakol]

After hearing her laugh, he watched her closely as she grabbed a thing black stick with a leather pad on the end, wondering what she was going to do. He soon found out, as the leather struck him against his scrotum. A yell of pain erupted from his throat, followed by three more lashes. "Ah, fuck!" he groaned, his body his shaking lightly. Her hand forced his eyes to make contact, and after hearing her reply of her "hint", Dirune's mind instantly registered the name.

"K-Katrina..?" he muttered; she was Japan's largest known criminal; perhaps in the world!

His body shivered as she placed the pads on his body, wondering what they were for when he saw her pick up the remote, his body stiffened at the realization of what it was.

A smile came onto his lips, "My purpose? As if you didn't already know. I was created to be the perfect human. Designed to remove people like you from power. And, by the way... it's "Human X", not "Slave"," he replied, his eyes glaring with full intensity.

 

[Acid]

She smirked and shook her head, "No wrong answer". She pushed a button on the control and a surge of electricity went through his member and nipples. "Now why don't we start again, what is your purpose Slave X?". She smirked and looked at him, "I want you to say to me the correct answer, until you do I will move the intensity up with each wrong answer.

Taking a deep breath she sat on a chair and crossed her legs, showing that indeed she had all the time in the world to brake him. She hit the intensity a bit more sending a stronger shock of electricity through his body. Her eyes focused on his cock as she grabbed his balls squeezing them tight, "Now tell me what is your purpose". She grinned looking at the boy and took out a candle from her pocket, "You have exactly ten minutes to answer me, or I will show you pain that you never had felt with this simple candle".

 

[Lord Dakol]

"ARGH!!" Dirune yelled, struggling in his bonds as the painful current tore through him, making his bones crack and his muscles tear. His breath became ragged for a few minutes, his arms becoming limp in the holds. Looking up at her, he refused to say what she wanted him to, chuckling weakly.

The pain tore through him again, the bonds shaking more violently now, and his yells getting louder. Soon enough, blood trickled from his nose and the corner of his mouth, and Dirune fought to stay conscious. However, he didn't speak the words she wished to hear, and instead asked, "You... You're afraid of me, aren't you..? Frightened of what I could do to your empire if I was elected..." he mumbled, coughing up small amounts of blood as they hit the ground.

 

[Acid]

She could not help but laugh at the young man, afraid?. She stood up and looked at him grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at her. Her eyes well cold as the night and she showed no fear at all, "Do I look afraid to you?". She grinned walking to a corner and taking out a lighter walking back to him and turning the candle on. She grabbed his cock and point it up she then moved the candle dangerously close to his cockhead. "Looks who is afraid my friend" she grinned and let a drop of wax drop down on his cock. Her eyes looked at him as she grinned at his screams, "Now tell me your mission, you true mission". She grinned slapping his cock and holding it once again letting another drop of hot wax hit his cock head, "I am sure you don't want this inside your cock my friend.

 

[Lord Dakol]

Dirune attempted to tear his head away from her gaze, but was unable to do so. He saw the emotion in her eyes... only cruelty and deviousness lay hidden there. He watched her grab the lighter and the candle, grabbing the head of his cock and allowing the hot wax to drip onto the head. "Ngh..!" he bit his tongue, muffling screams as the heat burned his entire body.

After Katrina hit his instrument, Dirune looked down as she threatened to do it again. He had fucking choice... for now, he had to comply. But he wouldn't do it willingly.

"Heh..." more blood fell to the floor, "Fine... I was created to help everyone, but now... I am Slave X, only to serve you unquestioningly." he muttered weakly. The words that slipped from his mouth were like poison to him...

 

[Acid]

She shook her head and sigh, opening the pisshole and letting a drop of wax hit inside, "I am not convinced, say it again". Laughing out loud she looked at him and slapped his cock once again. Her eyes went wide as he saw him trash around again, he was not broken, not yet.

Taking a deep breath she walked to the closet and took out a bullet vibrator with some tape. Taping the vibration on his balls she smirked and looked at him. He was slowly falling but she needed to show him some pleasure and pain, she needed him to learn that those both thing go hand and hand.

Turning on the vibrator she then pushed the button on the electricity control sending another wave of electricity through his cock. "I am trully not convinced, tell me exactly what you are, make me believe it"

 

[Lord Dakol]

The young man watched as she took out some sort of small device, and strapped it securely to his scrotum. "Huh, what're yo- ARGH!" he screamed, his ragged breath becoming gurgled. Then, as she turned on the bullet-shaped device, his body shook with intense pain, but also... some other sensation. It felt quite... good.

"Wh-what's happening..?" he muttered, letting out a small moan as the sensation made his body grow hot. How come, despite months of training, he had never felt this?

The main reason was that his creator felt that he was too young to experience any pleasurable feelings, and that it would veer him away from his goals. He was purely innocent in ways of sex...

 

[Acid]

She looked at him and could not help but smile, sitting on her chair she looked at him, "You did not answer the question, what is your mision slave X". Her eyes looked at his, he looked confused and had no idea why all of this was happening to him. With a sly smirk she sent another wave of electricity on his cock. She laughed at him as he tried to figure out what the hell was happening, "What is your mission slave x"

 

[Lord Dakol]

The mix of pleasure and pain shot through his body, starting at his cock and ending in all areas. Even more blood poured out from his body, and shook his head as he attempted to stay awake.

"F-Fuck!" he gasped, looking at her. He needed to live...

"Sla-Slave X..." he stuttered, "Is what I am."

Dirune writhed in pain, "Y-Yes, Mistress... I am yours..." he said, hoping that would put an end to the pain. Then, without any indication from him, he felt a throbbing pain down below. Looking down, he watched as his penis slowly grew. "What did you do..?" he asked weakly.

 

[Acid]

She smirked and started to clean the boys cock slowly. Not bothering to answer him right away, he would need to learn how to respect her. Her eyes darted up to him and she smirked, "Did I told you could speak, or ask me anything?" she gently slapped the boys cock and sighed standing up and looking at him. "That is right, your mision is to please me, in every way possible, forget about your former life, that is done and over with". She took off the vibrating egg in his cock and the pads on his nipples and looked at him. "Now if I feed your worthless body, don't you ever try to escape or something bad will happen". She smirked as she attached a ring around his cock head, "this will send out a voltage up your cock if you ever try to escape this room, enough to kill you. Am I understood slave x?"