She woke up with the first rays of the sun. The memories of the previous day came back to her. She was assailed by a wave of apprehension as she wondered what she would discover. She was comfortable in her bed and had no intention of getting up, but when the big Farki came into the room, she hurried to get up. "Come, little one." She said gently. Hannah, still half asleep, followed suit, and dressed quickly.
The master entered the kitchen, where Hannah was having breakfast. He sat down opposite her and stared at her.
"Good morning, Hannah. Did you sleep well?" he asked with a wry smile.
Hannah looked at him coldly, without answering. She still had the events of the previous day fresh in her mind and had no desire to argue with him.
"I sense you are tense, Hannah," he continued, pouring himself a cup of coffee. "You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm sure we can have fun together."
Hannah rolled her eyes, exasperated by his arrogance.
"I'm not afraid of you, master," she retorted. "I just find you disgusting and I don't want to be your toy."
The master laughed, amused by her response.
"I see you've got character, Hannah," he said as he stepped closer to her. "That's even better. I'll show you how much fun we can have together."
Hannah pushed him away roughly, but the master grabbed her by the wrists and forced her to her feet.
"Let go of me!" she screamed as she struggled.
The master smiled and lifted her into his arms, carrying her to the gym.
"Don't worry, Hannah," he whispered in her ear. "I'm going to make you discover pleasures you've never imagined."
Hannah struggled and screamed, but the master gagged her and tied her securely to the bar of the gym. He then took out a long silk ribbon and began to caress her body, whispering crude words in her ear.
Hannah stiffened, but her body reacted in spite of herself to the master's caresses. She felt humiliated and used, but also strangely aroused by this situation.
The master continued to caress her, nibbling and pinching her, until she was on the verge of orgasm. Then, he stopped and left her panting and frustrated.
"I'll let you rest a little, Hannah," he said as he stood up. "But don't worry, we'll continue our little session later."
Hannah remained tied to the bar, her body shaking and her mind confused. She felt used and humiliated, but also oddly excited by the experience. She didn't know what awaited her, but she had a feeling that this day was going to be rich in emotions and discoveries.
Hannah remained tied to the bar for several hours, the time for the master to go about his business. Finally, he returned and untied the young girl, ordering her to follow him to his room.
"I'm going to show you what it's like to really enjoy yourself," he said as he pushed her onto the bed.
Hannah began to cry, begging his master to stop, but he didn't seem to hear her pleas. He began to stroke her roughly, biting her breasts and forcing her legs apart.
"Please stop!" she cried, but his master only laughed.
"You like this, don't you?" he asked as he moved down to her pussy.
Hannah struggled, but his master was too strong for her. He began to lick and nibble at her, drawing moans from her despite herself.
"I'm going to make you cum, little slave," he whispered as he quickened the pace of his caresses.
Hannah felt helpless and humiliated, but her body responded despite her. She finally exploded in a powerful orgasm, the master continuing to caress her until she was completely exhausted.
The master stood up, pleased with himself, and left the room, leaving Hannah alone and confused.
Later that day, Hannah was called to clean the big house. She was vacuuming the living room when she noticed a Farki staring at her through the window. The Farki looked curious and a little envious, but Hannah couldn't help but blush in shame at what had happened earlier.
She continued to clean, trying to focus on her task despite the humiliation she felt. Later, when the master came to pick her up for dinner, she forced herself to smile in spite of herself, determined not to let her distress show.
One day, while Hannah was working in the garden, she heard muffled screams coming from the house. She froze, straining her ears to try to make out what was happening. The screams sounded like a Farki being abused.
Hannah was torn between wanting to rush inside to help the Farki and fearing that she would put herself in danger. Finally, she decided to go closer to the house to find out more.
As she approached the open window, she saw the master whipping a Farki tied to a post in the living room. The Farki screamed in pain with each stroke of the whip, but the master seemed to take sadistic pleasure in making her suffer.
Hannah was horrified by what she saw, but she couldn't just stand by and do nothing. She slipped silently into the house and headed for the living room.
"Stop!" she shouted, throwing herself between the master and the Farki. "You're making her suffer needlessly!"
The master turned and looked at Hannah in surprise, then anger.
"How dare you disturb me while I'm having fun?" he roared as he moved closer to her in a threatening manner.
Hannah instinctively backed away, but she didn't want to abandon the Farki. She straightened up and stared the master straight in the eye.
"I won't let you hurt that Farki," she declared determinedly. "I'll call the police and tell them what you're doing here."
The master burst out laughing, but Hannah could see the rage in his eyes.
"You're not doing any of that," he retorted, grabbing her roughly by the arm. "You're my property, you belong to me, and you'll do what I tell you to do."
Hannah struggled, but the master was too strong. He dragged her out of the room, leaving the Farki tied up and sobbing.
Later, Hannah was locked in her room, punished for disobeying the master. She was devastated by what she had seen and by the helplessness she had felt in being unable to help the Farki. However, she vowed to find a way to escape and put an end to these atrocities.
Hannah: "I don't understand what you want to do with me, master. Why did you bring me here?"
Master: "I want to show you something new, Hannah. Something that I hope you'll like."
Hannah: "I'm not sure I'm interested in what you have to show me, master. I'm not like those other Farkis you use for your pleasure."
Master: "Ah, but you're different, Hannah. And that's what makes you an even more interesting toy. Now tell me, do you ever masturbate?"
Hannah: "I... I don't see how that concerns you, master. But no, I don't masturbate."
Master: "That's too bad. You're missing out. But don't worry, I'll show you what you've been missing. Come on, let me do it."
He took Hannah's hand and guided her to her pussy, forcing her to stroke herself. Hannah was reluctant at first, but eventually gave in to the pleasure. The master watched her stroke herself, visibly excited.
The master: "There, that's it. Now come here."
He made her stand up and sit her on the desk. He took a vibrator and placed it on her pussy, making her moan in pleasure.
Hannah: "Please stop... it's too intense..."
The master: "Ah, but that's what's fun, Hannah. Seeing you resist and finally come in spite of yourself."
He removed the vibrator, leaving her frustrated and needy. He then tied her hands behind her back.
Hannah: "What are you going to do with me now?"
Master: "Now I'm going to make you cum again and again, until you're begging for more. And you're going to love it, despite yourself."
He put the vibrator back in place and watched her writhe in pleasure despite herself.
Master left the room, leaving Hannah tied up and panting on the desk. The vibrator continued to spin, giving her waves of intense pleasure despite herself. She squirmed on the desk, trying to find a more comfortable position, but the vibrator was still there, tearing moans of pleasure from her despite herself.
She felt lost in a world of intense sensations, unable to control her own body. It felt like it had been going on for hours, but she couldn't stop. She needed to cum again and again.
Finally, she felt a warmth spread across her lower abdomen, and she realized that she was pissing herself against her will. She was so full of pleasure and frustration that she had lost all control of her own body.
She lay there, panting and shaking, the vibrator still in place despite herself. She felt like she was about to faint, but the vibrator kept spinning, drawing moans from her
An adult Farki female entered the room, alerted by Hannah's moans. She found the young human tied to the desk, the vibrator still in place. She approached her and spoke to her in a soft voice:
"Don't worry, I'll untie you and take you to the bathroom to clean you up. You need to rest after all you've been through."
She untied Hannah and carried her to the bathroom, where she gently washed her. Hannah was too exhausted to do anything, she let her do it. Once washed, the female Farki carried her to her room and put her to bed.
"Rest now, you need it. I will stay with you to make sure everything is okay."
Master: "Hello, Hannah. Did you sleep well?"
Hannah: "Yes, thank you. But I wonder what is happening today. I heard a bell ringing."
Master: "Ah, yes. I am waiting for new slaves to arrive. I have ordered six more humans to complete my herd."
Hannah: "Oh, I see. And what are they like?"
Master: "They are of all ages, from 6 to 36 years old. And they are all dressed in wool, because it is cold outside at this time of year."
Hannah: "I see. And what will happen now?"
Master: "I'll settle them into their quarters and explain the rules of the house. Then I'll introduce them to my other slaves, including you, Hannah. I hope you'll be nice to them."
