The Rape of Innocence
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
9,411
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter Three
It was a female customer this time.
Korin stared at the woman, taking in her graying red hair and owlish features. The glasses she wore did nothing to flatter her. Nor did the ugly gray dress she wore. If he had been given the chance to speak, he would have gladly told her how ugly it was.
His eyes moved from the woman to his master, who was speaking to her. It was strange, his master actually seemed happy to speak to this woman. From what he had learned over the years, his master hated women. Or at least, hated women that were not in some way perfect or beautiful. This woman was far from being perfect or beautiful, so he saw no reason for his master to be speaking to her.
\" You will have to excuse any mishaps that may occur. You must understand, this is his first time being with a woman\" he heard his master say to the woman, eyes narrowing some at the fact that his master was apologizing.
He was half tempted to leave. Of course, that was all wishful thinking. He knew if he were to leave this spot, his master would skin him alive. The man had warned him several times before they had left. The man had told him he was becoming too rebellious, that it was his own fault for not disciplining him enough. That comment had left Korin waiting for a punishment that had never come, close to pouting like a small child when he realized that his only punishment would be a light slap and a warning.
The woman was simply smiling and nodding. Korin had noticed that she did not talk. The entire time she stood covering her mouth with the sleeve of her stupid dress. His eyes continued to narrow as he continued to scrutinize her. She was horribly flat chested also. She looked nothing like the women he saw frequenting the shops
Finally the woman spoke, Korin having to strain his hearing slightly to hear her. Now he had a new reason to dislike her. She spoke too softly, and her voice was too deep. It was annoying to try and listen to her talk, the few words that she actually did speak anyway. From listening to her short arrangement of words, he noticed that she had an accent.
The man walked out, closing and locking the door behind him as he always did. They were inside Korin\'s bedroom this time. The woman had preferred this to the parlor room or the study room. Korin could not see why. What was so amusing about a small room that only contained a bed, a dresser, and a small table? Or maybe the woman was in that much of a hurry that it did not matter where they were.
The two stared at each other for a moment, neither sure how to make the first move. Korin was unwilling to take the first move, not wanting to touch the woman. He saw no reason for having sex with a female. He was a slave, and unable to have any children or start a family. Besides, he saw women as pure, and to have sex with one would only destroy his image of them.
Finally he rose to his feet, beginning to slowly undress. Since his master-- mistress seemed unable to know what she wanted to do, he supposed he would have to take the initiative after all. First the plain white dress shirt was removed, followed by the brown slacks. As with every customer, he wore no undergarments, baring himself with no shame.
A soft smile was on the woman\'s face as she crossed over to him, dainty fingers reaching down to play with the boy\'s penis. Her rose-painted lips pressed against the boy\'s lips, pressing soft kisses along his jaw as she began to stroke his slowly hardening penis.
\" I can tell you do not like me\" the woman whispered into his ear, \" Though believe me, I would prefer to not do this with you.\"
The arrogant tone in the woman\'s voice almost caused him to lash out. He forced himself to stay quiet, not wanting to receive punishment. Lately his master had started becoming more violent with him, and the punishments were no longer pleasurable. He jumped slightly at the soft pinch to the underside of his shaft, glaring daggers at the woman.
Somehow the two managed to tumble to the bed. Korin made no move to touch the woman, nor did she make any move to touch him. He was clumsier than he would care to admit, fumbling as he moved to undo the woman\'s bra, finding it an annoying contraption. After a few minutes of his bumbling, the woman moved to remove her own clothes. Korin was only angered that she had not removed her clothes earlier.
With the woman\'s clothes off, he found himself taking in the sight of her body. The woman\'s breasts were not large, and with the bindings she had wrapped around her chest, she looked even more like a boy than a woman. When she caught him looking at her chest she flushed a bright red, moving to strike him.
\" Do not stare at me!\" she commanded. \" The only reason I am doing this is because my father wishes me to be with a man.\"
Korin looked away from the woman and her explanations and excuses. He was only here to please her, finding the very thought of touching this woman sickening. Yet he knew it was his job, and that if he failed, he would be severely punished.
Holding her hips, he guided the woman down onto his shaft, a pleasurable shudder flowing through him as he was caressed by the woman\'s warm insides. It was a foreign experience to him, finding it both pleasurable and sickening. As the woman began to ride him, he gripped her hips, helping her to rise and fall over his shaft. In a way he was fascinated to hear her soft moans and gasp, to feel her clenching and relaxing around him. It almost felt like he was being drawn inside.
When finally it was over, his attitude had changed, holding the woman as she convulsed in his arms. He kissed her lips gently, shuddering at his own empty orgasm. Her head was rested on his chest, her breathing shallow as he ran his fingers up and down her back, barely listening to the words she was saying.
The only word he could remember was the name of his master, being mentioned, before drifting off into sleep.
Author\'s Note: Sorry for the short chapter, and the hetero sex, but this chapter leads up to the final few chapters. And for those of you who like Michas, he\' ll be making a comeback in the next chapter.
Korin stared at the woman, taking in her graying red hair and owlish features. The glasses she wore did nothing to flatter her. Nor did the ugly gray dress she wore. If he had been given the chance to speak, he would have gladly told her how ugly it was.
His eyes moved from the woman to his master, who was speaking to her. It was strange, his master actually seemed happy to speak to this woman. From what he had learned over the years, his master hated women. Or at least, hated women that were not in some way perfect or beautiful. This woman was far from being perfect or beautiful, so he saw no reason for his master to be speaking to her.
\" You will have to excuse any mishaps that may occur. You must understand, this is his first time being with a woman\" he heard his master say to the woman, eyes narrowing some at the fact that his master was apologizing.
He was half tempted to leave. Of course, that was all wishful thinking. He knew if he were to leave this spot, his master would skin him alive. The man had warned him several times before they had left. The man had told him he was becoming too rebellious, that it was his own fault for not disciplining him enough. That comment had left Korin waiting for a punishment that had never come, close to pouting like a small child when he realized that his only punishment would be a light slap and a warning.
The woman was simply smiling and nodding. Korin had noticed that she did not talk. The entire time she stood covering her mouth with the sleeve of her stupid dress. His eyes continued to narrow as he continued to scrutinize her. She was horribly flat chested also. She looked nothing like the women he saw frequenting the shops
Finally the woman spoke, Korin having to strain his hearing slightly to hear her. Now he had a new reason to dislike her. She spoke too softly, and her voice was too deep. It was annoying to try and listen to her talk, the few words that she actually did speak anyway. From listening to her short arrangement of words, he noticed that she had an accent.
The man walked out, closing and locking the door behind him as he always did. They were inside Korin\'s bedroom this time. The woman had preferred this to the parlor room or the study room. Korin could not see why. What was so amusing about a small room that only contained a bed, a dresser, and a small table? Or maybe the woman was in that much of a hurry that it did not matter where they were.
The two stared at each other for a moment, neither sure how to make the first move. Korin was unwilling to take the first move, not wanting to touch the woman. He saw no reason for having sex with a female. He was a slave, and unable to have any children or start a family. Besides, he saw women as pure, and to have sex with one would only destroy his image of them.
Finally he rose to his feet, beginning to slowly undress. Since his master-- mistress seemed unable to know what she wanted to do, he supposed he would have to take the initiative after all. First the plain white dress shirt was removed, followed by the brown slacks. As with every customer, he wore no undergarments, baring himself with no shame.
A soft smile was on the woman\'s face as she crossed over to him, dainty fingers reaching down to play with the boy\'s penis. Her rose-painted lips pressed against the boy\'s lips, pressing soft kisses along his jaw as she began to stroke his slowly hardening penis.
\" I can tell you do not like me\" the woman whispered into his ear, \" Though believe me, I would prefer to not do this with you.\"
The arrogant tone in the woman\'s voice almost caused him to lash out. He forced himself to stay quiet, not wanting to receive punishment. Lately his master had started becoming more violent with him, and the punishments were no longer pleasurable. He jumped slightly at the soft pinch to the underside of his shaft, glaring daggers at the woman.
Somehow the two managed to tumble to the bed. Korin made no move to touch the woman, nor did she make any move to touch him. He was clumsier than he would care to admit, fumbling as he moved to undo the woman\'s bra, finding it an annoying contraption. After a few minutes of his bumbling, the woman moved to remove her own clothes. Korin was only angered that she had not removed her clothes earlier.
With the woman\'s clothes off, he found himself taking in the sight of her body. The woman\'s breasts were not large, and with the bindings she had wrapped around her chest, she looked even more like a boy than a woman. When she caught him looking at her chest she flushed a bright red, moving to strike him.
\" Do not stare at me!\" she commanded. \" The only reason I am doing this is because my father wishes me to be with a man.\"
Korin looked away from the woman and her explanations and excuses. He was only here to please her, finding the very thought of touching this woman sickening. Yet he knew it was his job, and that if he failed, he would be severely punished.
Holding her hips, he guided the woman down onto his shaft, a pleasurable shudder flowing through him as he was caressed by the woman\'s warm insides. It was a foreign experience to him, finding it both pleasurable and sickening. As the woman began to ride him, he gripped her hips, helping her to rise and fall over his shaft. In a way he was fascinated to hear her soft moans and gasp, to feel her clenching and relaxing around him. It almost felt like he was being drawn inside.
When finally it was over, his attitude had changed, holding the woman as she convulsed in his arms. He kissed her lips gently, shuddering at his own empty orgasm. Her head was rested on his chest, her breathing shallow as he ran his fingers up and down her back, barely listening to the words she was saying.
The only word he could remember was the name of his master, being mentioned, before drifting off into sleep.
Author\'s Note: Sorry for the short chapter, and the hetero sex, but this chapter leads up to the final few chapters. And for those of you who like Michas, he\' ll be making a comeback in the next chapter.