Bio-fused Toy (Wingshadow & myself)

[Mizzet]

The men seemed to not mind the amount paid. Of course one in particular seemed the most eager to claim her first time. The price went from hundreds, to thousands, to ten thousand in a few minutes. "Come now....this is little Ali's first time..." he egged them on. The men soon where well into the twenties before it began to dwindle down. It went until there was a pair trying to out bid eacch other. "Thirty five grand," the larger of the two called out, quickly adding a few thousand over his competetor, this seemed to shake the fellow into submission.

"Well done...once again our friend Mr. Dawson will claim another cherry....please come claim your winnings," he said. She was allowed to stop her little show, though she was once more restricted from anything violent at the moment.

 

[Wingshadow]

Alisa's eyes widened slightly upon hearing the winner's last name. Mr. Dawson? Was it Andrew Dawson, the young man whom she had feelings for yet had been separated from for many years now. Now that she looked at him more closely, his build was somewhat similar to Andrew's but if it really was him he had gained a bit of weight. The real question in her mind, however, was what someone of his standing would be doing in such a place. It had to be a mistake. Andrew Dawson wouldn't do such a thing... This man, whoever he was, was no better than the rest of these lowlifes who had bid on her purity for their own sick amusement.

She approached him slowly and somewhat hesitantly, but try as she might she was incapable of hurling a punch, an insult, or do anything offensive or aggressive toward him at all. It was frustrating, but it made sense since this organization didn't want to offend their "clients".

 

[Mizzet]

"I hope this one is as tight as the last....perhaps even cries a bittoo...the last one simply stayed quiet...sobbing a little until she just stopped," the masked Dawson said looking her over. "These girls seem to get younger every time," he said with a hint of amusment and joy from it.

"Terribly sorry...last one had a bit of a...malfunction....Ali here however...is top of the line," the man who now called himself her master replied. "Your welcome to use her as much as you like in compensation for your..previous experience," he said.

"Alright then...same room as always right?" Dawson asked. He gave her a look through his mask. "Come now....follow me...." he said in a very casual manner. The suit would comply if she would not. The "room" in question was very well furnished, the bed covered in fine sheets, the cabinets no doubt stocked with toys, lotions, anything a man could use to dominate and control these girls.

"Now then...shall we start?' he asked.

 

[Wingshadow]

"Younger every time? Just how low are these men stooping, snatching up teenagers for their depraved purposes?"

Alissa's unseen eyebrows knit closely together as she mentally suppressed the urge to gag. Just what manner of monsters were these, treating women like mere tools for obtaining pleasure which could be thrown away when they were bored of them or they had outlived their purposes. In the very least, Alissa hoped that the suit would prevent her from becoming pregnant so as to retain some semblance of dignity.

Alissa merely nodded and followed after him without voicing her opinion one way or the other as the suit prevented her from speaking her mind to the customer. She entered the room, her eyes scanning it for possible avenues of escape but none were apparent to her. There seemed to be nothing left but to accept her situation, loosing her virginity to this man in this dark room where many other women had suffered the same dismal fate. She sat down on the bed, hands folded into her lap calmly as she replied, "Yes, use me as you desire, Sir."