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Breaking a pet

Ophelie already had a high sex drive, and she heated quickly from the anticipation of her fucking. By the time Janek grabbed a fist of her hair she was already growing wet, her body screaming to be filled once more. She moved quickly, but with grace to the bed, mimicking Kaura's position on the bed. She arched her hips high, her neither charms on display for Janek. Her breath caught when he teased her, the blunt head of his cock running down across her womanhood lightly.

It was a relief when he finally pushed in, and Ophelie sighed, a pleased smile spreading across her face. "You're very kind, Captain." She groaned, trying not to push her hips back against him. She couldn't help but to envy the Elf for a few moments... The captain was unbelievably good at his job, rubbing and stroking and a detached expertise. He knew exactly how to spike a woman's pleasure without crossing the line into emotional connections. His thumb landed on her swollen and sensitive clit, causing her to arch and groan, clenching tightly down on him in response.

Teyha jumped slightly when she felt the hand land lightly on her own pussy. She almost turned to look in surprise at the trainer, only to be ordered to look forward again. Kaura by contrast watched intently, fascinated by the facial expressions passing over both Janek and Ophelie's faces as they basked in pleasure. She smiled up at Janek every few moments, thoroughly enjoying the show he was giving her.
 
Janek fucked Ophelie steadily, gradually increasing the length, speed, and power of his thrusts. He found her intensely responsive, and that was perfect for the point he was trying to make. He retained control; she wasn't triggering him, not like Kaura could, even as pleasant as she was. And she was intensely pleasant. He could feel her practically dripping around his plunging shaft as she moaned and quaked. He met Kaura's eyes, smiling, then flicking his gaze over to Teyha. "Watch her, Sharp Tongue. Look at how much she's enjoying just the physical act. You could do this, too."

He moved his free hand back from her shoulder and slid it down to her buttocks. His thumb pressed against her anus, testing its pliability, it's acceptance. Oh, he wasn't pushing in quite yet, just checking. That was his next target, after all. "If you want to push back at me, Butt Slut, feel free. All part of the enjoying yourself. Which is the point of the lesson."

He nodded to Raimek, who nodded back, and added a couple of thrusting fingers to his button-rubbing, pushing them into the girls' channels, stimulating them more as they watched the display, as they watched Janek bringing pleasure to the slavegirl in front of them.
 
Teyha found it humiliating to watch her old friend in such a wanton state. At Janek's urging she pushed back against him, grinding and moving her hips to meet his. She groaned and whimpered in pleasure, her fingers tangling in the bedsheets, and both girls wondered in a detached curiosity if they bore similar expressions when Janek had used them. Ophelie moaned loudly, her back arching as Janek tested her rearmost entrance, pressing against the greedy hole. She bit her lip and whimpered, her hips bucking up into his hand to beg him to push in deeper.

The trainer plunged his fingers deep into into both women, making them give twin gasps, their bodies clenching down on the man's fingers. Kaura jerked back, and heaved a pleased sigh at the fullness. She met Janek's eyes again lovingly, urging him on forward towards his own pleasure. While Teyha stiffened in response, her body tense and movements unnaturally jerky. She tried to look away at intervals, her eyes drifting to the cabin wall, or when she did watch would let her eyes fade out of focus. She didn't push back like Kaura did. Her hips angled slightly down, and she pressed her legs together slightly at an awkward angle as if she could protect herself from the plunging fingers.
 
He gazed at the witch, and could tell it wasn't working. Disappointing. He wasn't sure how to turn her around; had the pleasure induction from Kaura's spell worn off so quickly? His own memory of that stimulation was intense; he was surprised she wasn't reacting to just the touch, much less the penetration. "Sharp Tongue," he said gently. "I want you to give in to the sensations. Don't think about what people think, don't think about what YOU think, just listen to your body, the pleasure you feel from your parts. Just like last night."

He knew Kaura was enjoying herself, he could see and hear that. He could feel how Ophelie was reacting. He couldn't help what Teyha was doing, but he hoped his words would have some effect, if she really was working on expanding her own... horizons. As for Ophelie, he could tell what she wanted; her body language was entirely expressive. She urged him with her hips to test her rearmost orifice further, and he felt it was time to. Time to see if she lived up to her name.

Thus, he abruptly pulled out of her greedy pussy during a back stroke, and nestled the slick, wet head of his rigid cock right at her tightest orifice. He could tell she had already been used at least once today, so her own copious juices ought to be adequate lubrication. He centered, and let her realize, for a moment, what he was about to do. Then he pressed, slowly but inexorably, into her hungry anus, stretching it wide with his bulk. His one hand gripped her hip for stability, his other stayed underneath, rubbing intently as he had been the entire time. He drove deep, deliberately but with emphasis, until he was buried all the way into Ophelie's colon.
 
It wasn't that the spell was working just as powerfully as before, but Teyha didn't want to feel it. The trainer was perfectly skilled, sending the sensation running through her until her hips ached to thrust back, but she stayed rooted in her spot, tensed to the point of quivering. She bit her lip, and forced her eyes to look past Ophelie, trying to force herself away from the entire situation. Without the intimate and kind atmosphere that she enjoyed the night before, Teyha felt uncomfortable and awkward, unable to understand pleasure for pleasure's sake.

Ophelie grasped that concept well though. Her back arched in anticipation when Janek drew out of her, and she waited anxiously for him to push inside her asshole this time. He did not leave her wanting for long, and lined u easily. In one long stroke he buried deep inside her, his expert fingers swirling her clit to help dull any edge of pain his invasion caused. "Thank you captain!" She cried happily, panting loudly in pleasure as she ground against him, and clenched tightly on his length.
 
"You're welcome," he murmured. "And from what I can see, your name is well-chosen." He began to stroke smoothly in and out of her ass, feeling it milk him, pull at him. He was impressed with this lengthy exploration of her talents; she was bound to bring a high price when sold. It was not lost on him that he felt a pang when he thought that. It was more proof to him that he was being ruined by Kaura.

He could tell it wasn't working. The whole purpose was to teach Teyha about the possibilities. If she wasn't cooperating, for whatever reason, it was pointless. Well, not utterly pointless. His thrusting into the willing Butt Slut was a good reason to hold this session, but it was an incomplete purpose. He rubbed her while he fucked, and listened to her cries; he would coax her to one more climax, and then he'd be free to release his own. He felt it was close; she was nicely skilled, and was bringing him off expertly. A man with lesser self-control would have popped off shortly after penetrating her butthole. As it was, he was able to hold out, but he was certainly ready to release his self-control at any time.
 
Ophelie was enjoying the fucking, but reached out all the same, letting Janek rock her until her fingers touched Teyha's, brushing lightly over her hand. The younger woman jumped slightly, and looked up in surprise, watching Ophelie as she smiled contently at her.

Kaura was the first to cum. She met Janek's eyes, arched, and cried out, watching the pleasure flicker across his face while she rode the pleasure from the trainers fingers. Her womanhood clenched tightly over his fingers as she orgasmed, and she had to snap her jaws shut to keep from crying out Janek's name in her bliss. Next was Ophelie. She arched wonderfully, the glorious sensation of pleasure surging through her body. The name Butt Slut was well earned, she always had her most intense orgasms with a man using her tightest hole. Her body clenched over him, riding out the orgasm as she cried in pleasure, a wide grin in her face. Even when her orgasm rode down she didn't relax, clenching and pulling on Janek, actively trying to get him off. Last was Teyha, unable to hold back the pleasure no matter how she tried to block it. Her body twitched and spasmed as she let out shuddered sighs and gasps, her hands tightening on the blankets. Her body betrayed her moments later, and she buried her face in the blankets to muffle her cries, feeling humiliated by the expression of her own bliss in front of a man she never so much as exchanged a hello with.
 
He had difficulty holding back, but finally felt free to release when he saw and heard Teyha climax, her body finally giving in to what her mind was resisting, and he knew at least they’d have something to talk about. That’s when he lost it, his own body finally tipping over the edge, unleashing another torrent of semen into Ophelie’s body. He drove deep and held it there, clenching over her, grunting as he spurted, and finally he sagged. His head was bowed over her shoulder, and he couldn’t resist giving a gentle kiss to her shoulder before he pulled back and out.

“Good work, Butt Slut. Exceptional. Raimek, you’ve done great work with her; unless I miss my guess, you merely shaped what was already there, but you did a great job with it. Clench, Slut; don’t let any of that leak out on my floor.” Janek got a cloth from one of his tables and wiped himself off. “That’s enough hand-work, Raimek; you can take your charge and go. Reward her, would you? You two, stay in position.”

He waited until the two were gone again, back to their usual routine, before he knelt on the floor by the bed and leaned in, essentially in Ophelie’s former position, but much more relaxed. He gazed at Teyha sympathetically. “Why do you fight it? Why can’t you just let the pleasure happen, for its own sake?”
 
Ophelie bowed briefly to Janek before letting herself be led out the door. She gave an exaggerated sway of her hips as she exited, carefully clenching to keep from spilling on the floor. She had made the mistake of letting it drip only once and was forced to lick the semen off the salty deck as punishment.

Kaura and Teyha stayed in position even after Raimek led Ophelie away, Teyha's face still buried in the sheets, afraid to look up. She swallowed once, still struggling to press herself as tightly against the bed as she could without breaking position. "I didn't know him, it felt... wrong." She tried to explain, her words muffled by the blanket. Kaura glanced over in sympathy, wishing she could break position to offer her comfort to the girl, but she stayed rooted, only glancing up at Janek for support. "I don't just want to be used, or have my body react without my consent! And you!" She snapped, looking up at last to give Janek a look mixed between an earnest plea and angry glare. "You were kind yesterday, and detached today! Is this an anything it takes job? Why can't you just accept I wont make a good slave? You tried it failed. I'm not a slut, I'm not a whore, and even with magic I can't enjoy sex with strangers."
 
His brow furrowed. "What I can accept is immaterial." He noticed Kaura's concern, waved a hand at her. "Oh, relax. It's just us now, and we're talking casually. Lesson is over." He lifted up from his position, standing on his knees at the bedside. "Look, Teyha. You've been captured. You've been enslaved. This is the kind of thing your life is going to be, at this point, and I'm trying to help you learn how to deal with that. You don't have a choice as to what is done to you, but you can get enjoyment out of it, Teyha."

"I'm the same as I was, but my distance, my detachment, that's necessary for the training. I had to act distant to try and get you to see." He sighed, and patiently gave the same explanation he'd given to Kaura, about the benefits of being a pleasure slave, the usual early release, all the things she should have listened to before from her trainer, but perhaps she'd hear it better from him. "But if you can't perform, you won't get a good sale, and all that entails. And accepting and enjoying your pleasure, that's the best way to perform. Don't you see, I'm trying to help you deal with your present and arm you for your future, stubborn woman!"

If she was going to keep this up, it was going to break him. He'd have to try and buy two women on his own, and even if she made herself as worthless as it seemed she was going to, the cost of Teyha would still cut into what he could raise to buy Kaura. And that was indeed the plan, he suddenly realized himself. Which made him doubly frustrated with the situation.
 
Kaura moved out of position, her eyes flickering back and forth between Teyha and Janek, waiting to see how this would play out now that both seemed irritated. Teyha's hands balled for a moment and she shook, sitting up with her knees drawn tight under her chin, and her arms wrapped around her legs. "And that's the glorious life you subject these women to? Subject Kaura and I to?" She demanded, meeting his eyes stubbornly. "Trained mercilessly so that whatever life we're given to seems pleasant by comparison, and what will happen there? Bought by a seventy year old man, expected to share our bodies with the least desirable of men until they die and leave us alone? Even if we're freed, then what? Any money given would eventually run out, and we'd have no skills to support us, no family to return to. Lost in a strange country with no means of supporting ourselves, is that what you bloody well want for us?"

She spun away from him then, staring at the wall as Kaura finally moved, putting an arm on her shoulder as she glanced hesitantly back at Janek in sympathy. "Even if there's pleasure, how can anyone enjoy just being used as a thing?" Teyha asked, the angry edge smoothed from her voice. "How can anyone take pleasure in being nothing more than a warm hole for a man to stick his cock in?"
 
Janek sighed. "if that's the only way you see it, if you can't see any other way to interpret it, then there's no way to explain it to you. Your mind is closed, with is odd for a woman who supposedly can alter reality." He shook his head, chuckling, and moved to sit on the bed, casually.

"You can relax, Teyha. I'm not going to press you any further. You're clearly unwilling to alter your views, which means... I don't know what I can do for you. We'll have to see." He sighed, thinking. "But for now, perhaps you'd better calm down. You're still safe. We just have to figure out how to handle things."

This was a difficult problem. Having Teyha worked up like this wasn't going to help anything. So he had to let her relax into the situation again, and see where they could go from there.
 
Teyha relaxed slightly, and flopped back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Kaura took advantage of Janek sitting on the bed to move to him, looping an arm around his neck as she placed a string of kisses across his collarbone. "I'm sure you'll loosen up with experience." Kaura said encouragingly to Teyha, flashing her a smile. "At very least you are doing better with Master Janek than I did upon arrival. I tried to break his ribs within a minute of being alone with him." She laughed, watching the flicker of emotion pass over Teyha's face.

"You tried to attack him?" Teyha responded, string wide eyed at Kaura. She seemed so relaxed and open with her trainer now, it was hard to believe she ever protested him advances.

The elf just nodded though, her expression turning serious. "Master was quick to demonstrate why he's captain." She explained, glancing affectionately at Janek once more. "I nearly missed my chance to enjoy you, Master. Pride... Is a dangerous thing, don't you agree?"
 
He chuckled gently. "Yes, on both sides of the deck, I would say." His arm wrapped around her, squeezing gently. "But I think we've both learned to be flexible, since."

"I don't know what we're going to do about you, Teyha," he said over his other shoulder. "But it's not something we need to decide on right now. There's lots of journey left." He glanced up. "Let me go and see where the crew is with the rotation on the virgins; you two can keep each other occupied until I get back, I presume?" He chuckled again and squeezed Kaura's naked buttock before he got up and made for the hatch.
 
Kaura nodded, watching Janek stand to leave. She smiled after him, enjoying watching his powerful body as he moved. She sighed when he disappeared out the hatch, and turned her attention back to Teyha, who was trying to hide herself in the blankets once more. Kaura laughed to herself, and climbed towards her, urging her back out of the bed.

There was no point in caning her, Kaura decided as she began to coax the younger woman forward with light kisses. She laid her back gently and smiled, gently urging her with the lightest brushes of her fingers towards another orgasm, to ease her back into a comfortable place of sexuality to be prepared for Janek's return. It didn't take too long for the girl to respond, moaning and writhing as Kaura's speed picked up. They kissed deeply, Teyha urging the Elf woman closer with an arm wrapped across her back, eagerly accepting this lesson. They worked together until each woman orgasmed at least once, and clung to the other tightly, sweating and panting as they waited for Janek to return.
 
He came back in finally, having done much of his ship rounds. Everything seemed to be going well; they were making good time, and the slave training was proceeding apace. He had checked with Teyha's trainer, and he didn't mind stepping up to help advance Butt Slut's training; she would get twice the attention, and he felt sure she'd love it. So he felt he needed to take the little witch under his wing, as well. It was allowable; even with that, he was still acting less selfish than many captains he'd worked under.

"All right. I believe I've arranged for the two of you to work together, on your next shifts. Not too long from now, actually. How have you been entertaining yourselves, girls?" He chuckled, knowing they'd been quite enjoying themselves; the air was redolent with the arousing scents of their exertions.
 
Kaura grinned when the door opened, and immediately moved to Janek. She embraced him tightly, and rested her cheek on his shoulder before moving to lead him back to the bed. She embraced him tightly while Teyha slid around his other side, nuzzling her way under his arm. "We entertained ourselves with a little studying, Master." Kaura told him with grin. "Had to be prepared for our next lesson."

Playfully Kaura kissed Janek's neck, and wrapped her arms around him. "So, I'll be staying with Kaura for a while?" Teyha piped in, looking between Janek and the Elven woman for a moment. "How long will I have with the two of you, before going back to my trainer?"
 
“What I’m saying is, I’ve stepped in as your new trainer. I have to have Kaura work with the crew to demonstrate that she’s trained enough in such a short time to assist me in training such a… ahem… difficult slavegirl, but otherwise, your trainer is pleased to work with Butt Slut, and I get the impression that Butt Slut is going to be happy to have more men dedicated to satisfying her urges. Between the two of them and incidental usage, they may actually tire her out one of these days.”

“And that means you, Teyha, are to stay with us for the rest of the voyage. Assuming you’re willing.” He smiled at her. She was a proud, idealistic woman, and it had cost her, so far. He hoped that using the carrot instead of the stick (beyond necessary training) would help her come around to the necessity of the situation. If not… well, hell, he didn’t know what he would do, otherwise. He’d work on it, though.
 
Teyha wasn't sure exactly how she should feel about the revelation. She stared at Janek for a moment as emotions played across her face, regret, relief, hope, and finally a slow and growing appreciation for the amount of time and effort the captain was putting into her training. She felt guilty for forcing herself onto Janek and Kaura, their relationship was so obviously more than training that she feared for their emotional states when Kaura would be inevitably sold. Still, she did not want to return to her trainer. His presence around her made her blood run cold even the thought of proving how much she improved didn't stop her from placing the blame for her discontent solely on his shoulders.

Logically, she knew that all the men were to blame, and if any should be responsible for her profession it would be Janek. He decides the route and who gets taken or left. But she smiled at him easily and without a bit of spite before Kaura chose to speak up, her melodious voice breaking the silence. "I will try my hardest to make you proud, Master." She told Janek, kissing him lightly for a moment. "Wont Teyha's trainer be surprised when he sees her progress?" She laughed, and smiled at the witch to help her relax.

Teyha appreciated it, and grinned. "I'm sure he'll think the Captain charmed me!" She laughed, curling onto Janek's side to help her unwind. "I want to stay here with you and Kaura. Thank you, Captain."
 
“You’re quite welcome,” he said kindly. “We’ll figure out what we can do with everything later.” He knew he’d probably have to break out the same discussions he utilized with Kaura, the same logic. But thinking back on it, he wasn’t sure he was entirely sold on the reasoning any longer. Oh, as a cultural perspective, it still held up, because how are you going to argue with culture? But from his personal level, he was doubting. Love, and he had to recognize it was love, as much as he might prefer to ignore it as such, was making him question whether or not he could so easily capture and sell women as he had done for years. It started specific, of course, with Kaura, but he wasn’t an unintelligent man, and he could easily project how it might be for anyone else to love and be loved and how it would feel. But now was not the time for such musing. He shook off his woolgathering and nodded to the girls.

“Your shift is coming up. We should get you down to the virgin cabin. This trip, I’m going to put you on leashes, in a line, so that the crew can see for certain how the authority goes. It’ll ensure, Teyha, that you’re recognized as my charge, not your former trainer’s.” He got out some line, and tied a length to each of their collars. Then he attached Teyha’s to the back of Kaura’s collar, so they would move in a line. Then he opened up the cabin door and led them out onto the deck, heading below.

(there’s a particular name for that kind of arrangement, but I can’t come up with it right now)
 
Teyha nodded, and smiled shyly at Janek. Both girls moved and presented themselves, letting Janek secure the line to their collars. "Will I have to perform for my old trainer again?" Teyha asked cautiously, timidly meeting Janek's eyes. Quickly she added, "Master." And laughed nervously, smiling up at Janek. Kaura laughed as well, and glanced back at Teyha. She rarely even used the Janek's honorific unless he was actually using her as his sex slave.

Teyha glared playfully at Kaura for a moment before the expression broke, and she had to laugh again as well. "We're ready... Master." Kaura old Janek with a wide grin, waiting for him to open the door and usher them onto the deck. Both girls were ready, waiting to move quickly through the deck and whoever waited there, down to the virgins to begin their shifts. Usually it was Teyha's favorite part of the day, a monotonous task that she could let her mind wander a bit in, and not worry about performing for her old trainer or any other of the crewmen. Now, oddly, she wanted to move through this part of the day as quickly as possible... To exercise what she learned from Teyha on these women so when she returned to the cabin once more she would feel like she honestly earned the affection and attention Janek paid to her and Kaura.
 
The day went fairly swiftly for the captain as well as the girls. He tended to ship's business, particularly checking up on the enthusiastic Butt Slut, making sure she was adapting as well as he knew she would be. But he was happy to collect them when their shift was over, and put them to work on the deck. Neither of them were accosted this particular shift of deck work, but both were groped in passing, caressed and gripped. Finally, it was time to turn in, and they both reported back to the Captain's Cabin for their evening training.

Janek was there already, with a small treat for each of them, a biscuit and a small bowl of stew. He let them relax and eat, feeling very indulgent for no good reason. When he realized it, he chided himself. This is what happens, he thought, once you commit to doing something stupid and changing your life forever. Which was all well and good, but he might not even be able to pull it off, so he couldn’t tell Kaura to get her hopes up on the chance he might fail. It was … troublesome.

Once they had mostly finished, he looked at them with a twinkle in his dark eyes. “Well, girls… what shall we begin with tonight? Discussion of philosophy? More exercises and physical training? … Shall I read another chapter?”
 
Both Kaura and Teyha were grateful to return to the cabin after the long day on the ship. While Kaura was the more sexually open of the two, even she felt highly uncomfortable on the deck, with the shipmen occasionally stopping to grope either her or Teyha, their hands exploring every detail of their bodies. Of course she handled it better, not cringing or half pulling away as the younger woman liked to when encountered with the touches.

Teyha had been expecting a punishment for her coldness when they reached the cabin. Instead Janek surprised her with a bowl of stew and one of the rock hard biscuits. She grinned, and moved onto to the bed next to Kaura, eating with so much more enthusiasm that the Elf actually laughed. "Swallow first!" She teased, and received a playful jab in the ribs from the other girl.

When Janek spoke Teyha grinned and pipped in with a quick, "Philosophy!" Only to have Kaura echo a moment later with. "Reading, to let us enjoy not feeling hungry."
 
He had intended the philosophy discussion to be more along the lines of what he and Kaura had spoken of when they first met, but he realized that would not sit well with Teyha. So he smiled and reached for the book as if he’d meant it all along. “All right, a chapter and then we’ll discuss what issues, if any, it brings up.”

The evening progressed nicely; once they’d discussed several of the issues the latest chapter of the ancient epic poem raised (and there were some issues about slavery in there, so Janek did get to reference some of his points, lay the groundwork for some more in-depth discussion later), he put the volume back on the shelf, behind the retaining strap (guarding against the pitch and roll of the ship). “Well, that was definitely good for the digestion!” He grinned merrily; he had enjoyed himself immensely with the two of them, and looked forward to more. Mental stimulation as well as physical! Who would have believed? “Now, let’s review the day, shall we?”
 
Teyha laid on the bed like she enjoyed when reading at her home. Stomach down with her chin propped on on her elbows, trying to look over Janek's arm at the strange writing while he read. The young elf lounged back, on the other side of Janek and listened with her eyes closed, her lips turned up in a happy smiled at the contentment in Janek's tone.

When he was done both girls sat up, and Kaura slid in close to Janek. "I still don't like being grabbed." Teyha told Janek with a frown. "I stayed still, but it's uncomfortable.

Reluctantly Kaura nodded as well. "It is very different to think of myself as a slave rather than an independent woman." She offered. "It will take time, but I will adjust."
 
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