Date: Fri, 26 Feb 2010 18:03:42 +0000
From: Pearse Jackson <p.j1055@hotmail.com>
Subject: Blood City Chapter 1

The water tapped against the shower floor, as the young, slim woman glories
in the feel of the water soaking her skin, making her shoulder length brown
hair wet and clinging to the touch, rather than the soft curls it normally
consisted of. She takes a little bottle of expensive shower lotion, pouring
some into her free hand, putting the lotion back and then taking some of
the lotion in each hand, slowly rubbing it onto her stomach, up her sides,
biting her lip in pleasure as it seems to make the air of the shower,
already dense with steam from the jets of water, that of a meadow, flowery
and with a definate smell of woman to it. She smiles and closes her eyes in
enjoyment as she rubs her small, but perfectly formed, breasts, not able to
resist teasing her nipples with the lotion, a thrill, as is usual when her
nipples are being pleasured, goes through her body, making her moan softly.
She soaks in the water for an instance, before getting more lotion and
rubbing her slim, long legs. As always, the sight of them glistening so
beautifully makes her smile a happy smile of womanly knowledge that she's
desirable, that she's beautiful. Then she smiles wider as her hands meet
her small, erect penis, which she prefers calling her clitty, only about 1
inch long when erect. As like the rest of her body, the skin of it is
smooth, tanned and soft to the touch, far too cute to be a penis, she
knows, and her master knows, as well.

Her story had began a year ago, when she, Anna, had been a he, formerly
called Jamie, had been robbed of his wallet by a thief when he had been
walking along the alleys of Blood City, which it was known as for its two
colosseums, the first colosseums established in the 21st century. Jamie had
ran after the thief, and by a trick of fate, which he had perceived, then,
as luck made the thief lose his footing in a deep alley, Jamie going to him
and pushing him as he got up. Unfortunately, he had pushed him right into a
pipe exposed from the wall of the building the alley sheltered in shadow,
and the thief's face had been near split open. The thief screamed his lungs
out for a full minute before Jamie heard his death rattle echo from his
throat. Jamie had stood rooted to the spot, shocked beyond prior experience
at what he had just done to a mere thief.

Footsteps had sounded behind him, and a city constable had come up the
alley, took the scene in and taken Jamie, pushing him roughly against the
wall and cuffing him to a window that was sealed by iron bars.

''Murdering a citizen of this city is a crime worthy of execution, boy'',
he breathed in one of Jamie's ears, as his hands quested over Jamie's body,
fleecing him for weapons.

''Its not what it looks like, he took my wallet, sir, I ran after.....ohhhh
!'', Jamie's sentence bitten off into a gasp as he felt the constable's
hands squeeze his ass cheeks, harder than was needed for a fleecing, and
the constable's husky breathing came up beside Jamie's ear, the stench of
his breath making Jamie flush out the air he had just taken in, hearing his
words and feeling his heart sink, ''You like that, don't you, slut? You
love a man taking you rough'', his hands spanking Jamie's ass hard, hard
enough that his penis had been thrust against the wall through his
trousers, yelping in pain and fear, his fear rising as he felt the
constable pull his trousers down, screaming ''What are you doing?'' and
feeling one of the constable's rough hands clamp over his mouth, the
constable whispering, ''Don't say anything, bitch, if you say anything I'll
make sure you get executed. If you be a good little bitch and take it like
one, maybe I might just let you go.''

Jamie had silenced himself, hoping it'd be over soon. If it was, it sure
didn't feel like it. Jamie had known he was gay for years, had even slept
with men despite being only 16, and, being submissive, had been fucked
before. But this wasn't like the love making he had experienced from his
dominant boyfriends, no, this was rape, pure and simple. The constable
plunged his thick cock into Jamie, and had thrusted fast and deep, deeper
than Jamie had experienced before, and Jamie had to clench his teeth hard
to fight the urge to scream louder than the thief on the ground only a few
feet away had screamed. Even if he had tried, the constable's hand was
still clamped over his mouth. While he could fight screaming, tears flowed
freely from Jamie, making streams on his cheeks that glinted in the faint
light shone on the scene from the street walk at the mouth of the alley.
The constable's thrusting made his cock hit hard against the wall each
time, his small, weak body pressed painfully against the wall, his nipples,
normally the most sexually excitable part of Jamie, were taut, but far from
feeling pleasurable, as they, too, throbbed, every bit as painfully as his
cock. The constable started sucking, none too softly, on his neck, moaning
into Jamie's ears, ''Oh, you're so fucking hot, I know you're loving this,
moan for me, slut'', his hand that had been clamped over Jamie's mouth
moving down to his neck, and Jamie clenched his teeth harder to make sure
he didn't scream. The constable smacked his ass, and whispered,
threatingly, ''Moan for me, bitch, and keep moaning, lemme know you want
this'', and Jamie had cried harder as he moaned for the man that was raping
him, then Jamie tensed, clenching his teeth once more to stop from
screaming, or possibly puking, as the constable sighed and came in Jamie's
violated ass. He withdrew, and Jamie slumped to his knees, arms over his
head as he leaned his head against the wall, feeling disgusted, disgusting,
humiliated, ashamed, all of these feelings and more, that threatened to
swamp her.

However, the man wasn't finished, catching Jamie under the armpits and
twisted him around to face the constable, his arms twisted around each
other by this action, and he stared up at the man who had raped him, an
overweight, pot-bellied constable that was starting to bald. Jamie didn't
get to see much more, as the man took his neck and held it still while he
plunged his cock into Jamie's mouth, grunting a little and whispering, ''Go
on, slut, suck it, I know you want to'', and I sucked, because I had
noticed a gun slung down by this side and knew his threat of ''execution''
may end up being a shot in the dark of this alley from the man who had just
raped him. Jamie licked and sucked, desperately fighting the nausea that
rose at the sour taste of his cum soaked cock, and the stale, unwashed
smell that wafted from it into his nostrils.  This obviously didn't
pleasure the constable enough, for he took the back of Jamie's head in his
hands and started thrusting his cock into Jamie's mouth. Jamie, who had
never been great at deep throating his boyfriends, now attempted to
overcome the gagging reflex the constable's thrusting forced on her,
spittle drenching it as Jamie can't completely resist gagging, feeling the
cock that had just raped her ass now raping her mouth and throat. Jamie's
tears continued to flow, whimpering at the pain of his bare knees on the
cracked concrete, his violated ass attempting to close after the abuse it
had just taken, and now his lips stretched and his throat swimming in the
disgusting taste of the man's cum and cock.

The constable smiled as he suddenly pulled his cock out, directed it at
Jamie's face and had cummed all over it. The constable laughs as Jamie
sobs, saying, ''Don't cry, you know you loved that, you little slut. Can't
wait to fuck that hot ass some more back at the barracks'', and he unlocked
the cuffs from the window bars, then closed them over Jamie's wrists,
pulling him to his feet and yanking his trousers up from the ground. Jamie,
the shock of all that had happened rendering him silent despite the man's
lie of releasing him. The man marched him out to the mouth of the alley,
tears and cum still coated on Jamie's face, as he pushed the practically
comatose Jamie into the back of his car, laughing and taunting Jamie as he
brought him to the barracks, promising more ''pleasure'' for Jamie.


Chapter 2

Anna, formerly Jamie, suddenly feels large hands grip her hips in the
shower, and she barely registers an ''Oh'' of surprise before she feels her
pussy cheeks peeling apart by the hands, gently enough that she knows her
master has come back from his fight, as usual, triumphant, and horny.

''Oh Blade'', she moans as she feels his thick cock gently press against
her waiting pussy. As usual, he stops his cock there, and as usual, she
gives permission for her master to take her by slightly pushing her pussy
onto his cock. He doesn't ask twice, and she was glad he never did, more
than pleased that he asks at all, and she moans and splays her hands
against the slick shower wall as Blade's cock slowly thrusts in and out of
her. She knew Blade was only using about half the length of his cock right
now, but considering that half the length was about 6 1/2, 7 inches long,
it was more than enough to pleasure her tender pussy. Blade gently takes
her by the hips, lifting her a little off the ground and holding her there,
effortlessly, as he continues to stroke his cock into her, his lips pressed
against the back of her shoulder blades, kissing her gently, and putting
enough pressure on her back so her nipples were rubbing slightly off the
tiled walls of the shower. Anna moans louder and louder, loving when her
master did this, pleasuring both her pussy and nipples, the two most tender
parts of her slim body. She screws up her face and whimpers as she cums,
her small penis rubbing against the wall and staining it with her cum. She
smiles to herself while moaning, as she starts to grip her lover's cock
with the muscles of her pussy.

''Oh God, Anna'', Blade groans as she does so, cumming in her and flooding
her with warmth, arching her neck and biting her lower lip softly as she
feels Blade cum inside her, the pleasure always outweighed the pleasure she
got from personal climax, the added pleasure to Blade cumming inside her
being that she loved him, truly and endlessly loved him, and it almost made
her cry in happiness to feel him take pleasure in her company, sexual or
otherwise. Blade moans softly as he lowers her to her feet, easing his cock
from her pussy, which throbs pleasantly as it attempts to close in on
itself once more, Anna trembling, as always, as she turns to face her
master and lover, the sight always catching her breath, no matter how times
she saw him, naked or clothed.

He radiated strength, sexuality, dominance, charisma and somehow
gentleness, all at the same time. Muscles, perfectly sculpted, with
beautiful bronzed skin, made the onlooker fear, or in Anna's case, as in
any gay man or straight woman, utter lust. A broad, handsome face, devoid
of bruises or cuts added to his sexual assets. In the 11 months she had
been his, heart and pussy, she had never seen him take a serious wound,
only minor cuts and bruises to the body, despite his packed fighting
schedule. Blade seemed like two men to Anna. Outside the colosseum, he was
the most attractive man she had ever seen, his blue eyes seemed to make you
warm to look into, he was never far from a smile, and for all his size he
was incredibly gentle.

Inside the arena, he was Death incarnate. An inhuman speed animated his
muscles, his swordwork, and formerly his skill with the loaded pistol
before he quit the gunning events, incredible to watch, and bowel loosening
to face. She had only been to watch him once, the first fight he had had
after claiming her as his pleasure girl, Blade not happy with the idea of
her watching, but that had been enough to know that she didn't have to fear
hearing he had died to an opponent. Not only that, but the way his eyes had
found her in the crowd after he had nearly cut his opponent in two, and the
way he had fought with honour, had made her lust, lust so much she had had
to rush to a bathroom to regain control of herself. That night, when he
made love to her, had been the most magical night of her life.

Blade's lips find hers, bringing her from her reverie, and she moans in
pleasure as she responds, her body feeling protected against his as he
places his hands on her lower back and hips, rubbing her softly. She hooks
her arms around his neck, loving, as always, how she has to tilt her head
up to kiss Blade. Blade draws back, and smiles at her, and she smiles back,
wanting so much to say ''I love you'', but knowing her place as a pleasure
girl, even if she often had privileges no other pleasure girl in history
had had. Her master allowed her to call him Blade, often pleasured her for
the pleasure of doing so, allowed her to command the servants in his
mansion, even bringing her to some social events, which was nearly
blasphemous to do so with a pleasure girl. But it being Blade, if the
militia in Blood City were set on him, there would be a pause before the
first soldier charged at Blade, so famed was his skills with the blade and
pistol.

Blade gently pulls her with him as he backs out of the shower, handing her
a towel, Anna smiling at him in thanks, barely paying attention to drying
herself as she watches him rub his own towel over his gleaming body, a moan
escaping her lips as she watches him dry his monstrous cock, his head
coming up and his eyes meeting hers as he smiles at her lust for him. He
goes to her, kissing her softly, then picking her up into his arms, Anna
squealing softly and smiling. Blade gently lays her down, face down, on the
bed. She bite her lower lip softly, her body trembling for anticipation as
she wondered if her master was gonna make love to her pussy again. She
feels his hands find her pussy cheeks, rubbing them softly, before slowly
peeling them apart, all to the incredible, tingly pleasure of Anna, who
moans in delight, whispering, ''Blade, oh God'', pushing her chest down
against the bed as she arches her pussy off the bed at Blade.

She screams in pleasure as Blade's mouth finds her exposed pussy, kissing
it softly and then probing it with his tongue. She gathered handfuls of the
bed covers in her hands as her whole body tensed. She didn't know how her
master kissing her pussy or nipples could do this to her, but it did, it
made her tremble, moan with pleasure, whimper from the almost painful
tingling that goes through her as he pleasures her. Her shallow breathing
between inspired moans made her breasts rise back to her and then rub down
against the bed, exciting her nipples. His hands rubs her hips and thighs
gently, slowly, letting her savour it, as she arches, moans and cums,
screaming, ''Yes, Blade, God yes !'' as she tenses, almost violently, then
her body weakens and she breathes in strangled, sharp breaths as Blade
moves his mouth from her, still rubbing her softly as he gazes down at her
body. She rolls over on the bed to find him kneeling above her on the bed,
gazing down at her, hearing him draw in a breath sharply as he sees her
naked body. She felt so womanly when he gazed at her, knowing he had made
her thus, but still glorying in the spell it held over Blade, smiling
wickedly as she licks her ruby lips and traces her slender fingers along
the inside of her hips, near her clitty. Blade bites his lip and smiles
down at her, gently rubbing her thighs, then gripping them and wrapping
them around his thick waist. Anna knows what that means and grips his waist
hard with her legs, her breath coming shallowly as Blade takes her hips,
raising her lower body off the bed enough to reveal her pussy. Anna knows
from previous times that when he took her like this, he got some incredible
depth into his thrusts. He puts the head of his enormous cock between her
pussy cheeks as she readies herself, gripping the bed hard, the sight of
her master positioned like this making her moan already. She pushes her
pussy ever so slightly at Blade, and he plunges his cock into her.

She tenses hard as Blade enters her, screwing up her face, which Blade had
once commented made her look so pretty, and biting softly on her lower lip,
squealing and whimpering loudly. Blade's thrusting had always hurt her, but
also felt incredibly good to her pussy, which he had once said was one of
the sexiest, tightest pussies he had ever seen. She knew this meant he
enjoyed fucking her, and that knowledge seemed to make sex with Blade so,
so many times better.

Blade starts rubbing the insides of her thighs and clitty, making Anna
squeal, ''Master !'' as she cums, closing her eyes and shaking as Blade
continues to thrust his enormous cock into her, feeling him hit the deepest
part of her he could with surges of bliss echoing around her body. She
feels his cock explode cum into her, moaning ''Oh, Blade, oh God'', as
always the feeling of his cum in her bringing her mind to new heights of
pleasure. Blade didn't stop thrusting, and Anna, knowing he was extra horny
as a result of his fight, pushed her pussy in time with his thrusts,
letting him know she wanted it, which she did, wanted it badly. She willed
herself at him time and time again, feeling him cum twice more in her,
cumming once more herself, her small penis feeling weary and knowing she
had cummed out. She starts screaming once Blade leans his hard body down
over her, continuing his deep thrusts, and brought his mouth to one of her
breasts, kissing it softly over and over. She begins to feel faint and
dizzy, the pleasure swamping her, tensing her entire body hard as she feels
his mouth cover her pink, pert nipple, kissing it softly.

''No, Blade, don't....'' she whimpers, more as a reflex to the pleasure
threatening to render her unconscious than any want for him to stop, and
Blade sees that from one quick glance at her eyes, bringing his mouth down
to her other nipple, pleasuring it with his tongue and nibbling softly on
it as he thrusts, slower, cumming in her once more to moans of pleasure
from both of them. He leans back, kneeling once more, ceasing his thrusting
and looking down at her, smiling in a satisfied fashion. She moans to see
his hard body above her, bringing her hands and flattening them on his
chest, rubbing his hard, chiselled muscles slowly, a wondrous look in her
eyes. She could still feel his cock inside her, and she looks him in the
eyes, waiting for the response she always got when she did this, bringing
her hands down between her spread legs to rub at his cock, as she gently
pushes her pussy more onto him. He groans, ''Anna'', and she knew what was
coming, bringing her hands back to the bed covers and gripping them
tight. She loved to enrage Blade, and she had just succeeding in doing so,
and now Blade thrust himself, deep as he could, fast as he could into her
hungry, cum soaked pussy. She screams, ''God, Blade, yes, yes !'' as she
pushes herself as hard at him as she can, clenching and unclenching the
muscles in her pussy on him, making him groan in pleasure. He takes her
hips and pulls her at him as he sinks his cock into her, and closes his
eyes, cumming into her once more, much more heavily than before, Anna
arching up from the bed, her mouth open in a scream of delight as her
lover's orgasm brings her to pleasure much better than any orgasm she could
personally experience. She slowly relaxed her body, sinking back to the
bed, trembling and panting as if she'd just run a marathon.  Blade, being
the fantastic athlete and lover he was, was only a little out of breath,
but bringing him to such a state was an achievement itself, and she knew he
was well pleased. She opens her arms wide and looks up at him, and he
smiles as he splays his hands out on the bed either side of her, leaning
his body down to rest gently on hers as he kisses her, at first softly,
then pressing his lips to her as he slips his tongue into her mouth. She
moans and kisses back as she rubs his sides, licking her lips as he leans
back and looks into her eyes, not smiling, but Anna knows he is happy to be
with her, and that means so much to her.

He leans back onto his knees again, slowly taking his cock out of her, Anna
smiling and biting her lower lip softly as she clenches her pussy on him,
hearing a groan from him, but he doesn't take the bait, and eases from
her. He lays down beside her, and draws her to him close, stroking her hair
with one hand, smiling at her as she snuggles against his side, bringing
one of her smooth, tanned legs over his and resting her head on his
shoulder. She feels his body relax, knowing he has gone to sleep, and she
raises her head to look at him, sleeping blissfully, one of his arms still
around her. She smiles and feels tears bead her curled eyelashes, hurting
that she couldn't tell him how much she loved him, but so happy to be so
affectionately treated by him. Most pleasure girls were fucked without
permission, their masters exerting their right on them. Few slept with
their masters, unless their masters wanted to fuck them when they woke
up. Blade slept with her because he liked her. Anna let herself believe, on
occasion, that he loved her, but didn't let herself be totally convinced by
this, not wanting to get hurt some day when he tires of her.

That day wasn't today, she thought to herself, and smiled happily as she
rests her head once more on his shoulder, falling asleep in the arms of the
man she loved.

End of Part 1