Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Slave ❯ Arrival and the start of Training ( Chapter 1 )

As she laid down on the uncomfortable mattress and was shackled to it for the night, Hikari was almost glad for the chance to sleep. It was one of the only times now that the hated gag was taken out of her mouth, though only to be replaced by black duct tape, which was attached in such a way as to outline her lips. But whatever gladness she would have had from sleep was always taken away each night. She wished she still had the courage to look up at the boy who was, at that very moment, walking up to the head of the matress to remove her cloth gag for the night. But doing so would have earned her another punishment. The last time, it had been a brutal whipping, from which she wasn't completely recovered, it having been only a few days ago. That whipping had finally broken her for the week, but she was determined to fight back as much as she could, when she could. Her stamina for pain had never been anything to write home about, as the old saying went. She had been very sickly as a young child, and while she had gotten better, she couldn't run a marathon. Pain was something she'd always had a low tolerance for because of her sickness when she had been younger. Now, it was again being used, this time to control her. The boy- Ryo Akiyama, as she recalled- smirked as he leaned over her, reaching his hands to her head, which she lifted, eyes downcast, so that he could remove the gag from her mouth. But he surprised her. Instead of removing the gag right away, as others usually did, he pulled her face closer to his and licked her upper lip, then her lower one, before undoing the tied gag and pulling it from her mouth.
"You did good today, slut. The boss was pleased to see you learning your lesson so well. Not like Tachikawa."
Mimi Tachikawa. One of her brother Tai's friends. She had been Taken four months ago. She never expected to run into her in the same slave camp. She had become aware, through sheer coincidence, that there was more than just the one she was held at. But seeing Mimi had been the real shock. The girl did not have a cloth gag in her mouth, as did so many of the others. No, her mouth had been filled with a red ballgag. Though it was mostly to keep her from attempting to bite someone, as well as to humiliate her. Make her an example to other Catches. They didn't need to muffle her.

They had removed her voicebox as punishment for her defiance when she had been here during only her second month.

Ryo smirked again, this time pressing his mouth to Hikari's, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She didn't resist, and her tongue began to play off of his. This was expected of her, as she was ordered to do anything desired of her. This had become commonplace. Ryo himself had been a fairly regular visitor when it came to the nighttime Gag changing. She knew that he planned to bid for her once her training was complete and she was ready to be sent to The Market. Normally, Takers did not bid on Catches, but occasionally one would be so smitten with a Catch that they decided to bid for them at The Market. She herself knew nothing of where The Market was. Only that she was eventually going to end up there. Mimi would have already been auctioned off, but even though her will had been broken, she seemed unwilling to be taught. Eventually, she had become a name used to scare other catches. She was often trotted out to throw a scare into new Catches who were overly rebellious.
Akiyama continued to kiss Hikari, who despite despising the young boy, who had been there when she was captured, kissed back. It was either respond and get off with that and hopefully nothing else, ending with a black tape Gag, or punishment. She'd rather have the tape Gag, despite hating it as she hated all Gags. Finally he pulled away from her mouth, and chuckled.
"You've gotten better with your kisses, slut. I'm going to be sure to enjoy that particular improvement once you're mine." Ryo said with a lecherous grin.
"You have to win me first."
He frowned at Hikari's retort. It was spoken softly, almost a whisper, as all Catches were trained to do. But the message was all too clear. He knew she hated him, and he didn't care. What he did care about was that once the training was complete, the collar she currently wore would be replaced with another one. This one permenant, and which would leave her totally in the thrall of whoever won her. Those collars made it impossible for a Slave to be stolen. They could be traded, or bought from an Owner. But never stolen. The collars were the latest technology that had come down the line since the old days. Allowing the slave to not need to be brainwashed into obedience, but unable to resist their master's commands. The collar currently around Hikari's neck was a diluted version for training, so that she would learn what was expected of her, and how she was expected to perform: Flawlessly. They had begun her sexual training almost immediately. Not bothering to muse over it though, he simply pulled out the latest strip of black duct tape, and set it onto her mouth, making sure it outlined her lips perfectly. Then allowed his hands to trail over her nude breasts.
"Nmmph! Dnnn't!" Hikari aid, mufled as it was. She couldn't move her lips, or the tape would have to come off, the cloth re-inserted, and she would be taken for punishment after.....she didn't even want to think of it. Speaking without moving her lips was even more muffling than just speaking while the Gag was in her mouth. Ryo simply grinned. She shuddered, remembering that grin from that very first day.....

Hikari had been hustled into the large vehicle Jack and Ryo had outside the store, and had been driving for what must have been at least a day. During that time, three more Catches had been brought into the vehicle. Being blindfolded, she couldn't see who they were. Being Gagged, she couldn't even ask, and neither could anyone else in the vehicle. She had heard muffled voices when she had been loaded. She could have been chained up inside a series of trailers pulled by one truck, and never have known it. The place they were confined in suddenly hit a large bump, and she was thrown into the air a few inches, coming down hard on her ass.
"Mmmphhh!"
"Well now. Seems we have some life in section black." That was the voice of the boy. Ryo. She stiffened in fear. She hadn't known that he had clambered in at some point. Probably while she had fallen asleep. She didn't know what section black was, but could take a pretty educated guess. The area where Catches were held while in transit was probably sectioned by color. She heard footsteps coming towards her. Then felt a hand over her breasts, covered by her trademark pink and white shirt.
"Dnnn't! Dnnn't tchhh mmmmmh!" She hated being so garbled by the cloth in her mouth. The boy chuckled, and removed the blindfold.
The first thing she saw was his face. He had brown hair, blue-gray eyes, and a smirk which was decidedly lewd. She tried to pull away from him, but he held her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Get used to that, bitch. You're going to be feeling it for the rest of your days, especially once your training is complete." Ryo said. She closed her eyes, again pulling away. This time he let her go, and replaced the blindfold.

The truck pulled to a stop, and Hikari could hear the door to the large compartment she and the other had been inside of slide open. It had sounded worse than when she had first heard it when it closed that first time with her inside of the thing. Various people entered, taking Catches from their compartments. Finally, a pair of hands came and pulled her to her feet, and began to pick her up over the person's shoulder. But not before they squeezed her breasts roughly.
"MPPPH!"
"Told you to get used to it, bitch. This's only the beginning."
Ryo.

As she was set back onto her feet, and the blindfold removed, Hikari blinked sunlight out of her eyes. It had to be midday, and she was in a large, fortresslike area.It almost seemed to be a sqaure of some kind. There were hundreds, maybe THOUSANDS, of Catches in the same area. With blindfolds off, Gags tight, muffled voices calling out in fear or pain, and with only a few rare exceptions, all of them were female. They were taken, over a few minutes, by Takers from all over the compund, to different areas. Each area, she saw, was color coded. One building had a red wall. Another blue, and so on. Then she was hearded into a building with a black side. Obviously, the truck's trailer was coded under similar ways, if what Ryo had said was true.
"Ah, welcome back, Ryo. Have a good time?" Said a man in his early thirties with dirty-red colored hair.
"About as much as the usual. This one's a lively one. Nothing we couldn't handle. She'll make a hell of a slave." Ryo replied, brushing a finger over her lips, one at a time.
"My my, Ryo. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were interested." The man grinned.
"Maybe I am. She's already a fine piece of ass. With some training, and maybe a bit of...'development', she'd be a perfect toy."
The man simply grinned, and as Hikari was placed against a wall where cuffs were attached to her elbows, she could see Ryo grin at her in response. A grin that frightened her. She didn't have much time to think about it as Ryo turned to a nearby table and attached a collar around her neck.....

"Well, you'll certainly get your chance soon enough. She starts training tomorrow."
"So soon?"
"Why not? We rarely get anyone who impresses Takers as much as she seems to have impressed you, Akiyama."
"Works for me." And with that, his fingers brushed over her lips again, then he turned and left. Hikari felt somehow dirty at his touch. She then turned terrified, but still defiant eyes to the other man, now reading the ID card from her school which Ryo had left behind.
"Well, Hikari. Welcome to Slave Center 15."

"Normally, I'd take the time to enjoy you, slut. But I'm in a hurry. Tomorrow, though...tomorrow we'll have time to play."
Hikari let out the breath she hadn't known she had been holding through her nose. But then flinched as Ryo laughed again, hands coming to her breasts once more.
"And if you bought that, I have some lovely real estate on Tokyo's upper east side I'd love to sell you!"
"NNNNMMMPH!"
Ryo's hands made a point to squeeze her breasts, as he laughed, while Hikari could only cry. His finger pinched her nipples hard, drawing a muffled yelp from Hikari. She knew what he was trying to do. He wanted her to accidentally forget herself and move her lips so that they were no longer outlined. It would give him the excuse he needed and wanted, to remove the tape, and begin to rape her. She wasn't surprised.

He'd already done so, after all......

Hikari flinched hard as The crop came down on her left breast. She was still defiant. True to the red-haired man's threat, Hikari had been thrown into her training the very morning after. Today. And as if fate had suddenly decided to make her a cosmic joke, not teen feet away from the man with dyed neon orange hair who was "training" her, was none other than Ryo Akiyama.
"No, slut! Keep your legs apart. You never close them unless your Owner tells you to. Got it?!" With that the crop came down on the other breast, again causing her to flinch. Earlier in the morning, she had been stripped bare of all her clothing, her arms were again set in the palm to elbow position in which they had been bound, and the lipstick reapplied. Though she would later consider it obvious, at the time she was surprised to see the lipstick was black. She yelped at the sharp impact, and with tears streaming down her face, eyes closed, she nodded. Her head was downcast. It had taken almost two hours, but they had finally beat into her the concept of never looking up at one's future Owner unless allowed, or ORDERED to. She wasn't sure if the bruises on her upper shoulders were ever going to go away.
"I can't hear you slut! HAVE YOU GOT THAT?!" She flinched again, tears still streaming down her face.
"Y'ssirh...."
"Good slut. Now, for the final lesson for the morning. Or it will be, if you learn it right. Otheriwse, it'll continue till the end of the day." Hikari blinked, surprised. She'd thought they would have worked her over until she passed out, then start beating on her again when she woke up for her weakness. But she didn't are look up. She had had enough of the leather strap coming down her shoulders. The crop would have been worse on her shoulders, and they knew it would hurt her breasts even moreso. This was because at only thirteen, they were still developing. They were already decent-sized, and had she never been abducted, her body's development could have opened doors for a modeling job. Now, that same development had made her a Catch. Earlier in the morning, Ryo had told her that she had been observed for some time before the move was made to Take her. Of course, she didn't give much of a damn about that at the moment. She just wanted this hell to be over for the day, because she knew she wouldn't be lucky enough to wake up from this as though it were some kind of dream.
What surprised her was the hands now at the back of her head, loosening the gag. She was wary of what was about to happen next. So far she had been ordered by the man who had been whipping her most of the morning, to kiss him, and to put her soft tongue into his mouth while he did the same to her with his much rougher one. Supposedly, it was an exercise in oral pleasure. Not all Owners, she had been told, were male, just as not all Catches who were turned into Slaves were female. Female Owners were rare, just as male Catches and male Slaves were. But they did exist, and some of them were into female Slaves. Female Owners tended to like Female Slaves to be good kissers. Hikari had only been kissed once, and that was on the cheek. Likewise, the only time she had ever kissed a boy, it was on the cheek. She had heard of girls giving oral sex to both males and females. Mainly from a sex education class textbook and one friend who happened to be bisexual. But she had never actually known what it was, because she'd never really asked about it, and the class had only skimmed the part about oral sex. Not that she had minded. She was only 12 at the time, and had not planned for such a thing till she was at least 19 or 20, which, she hoped by then, she would be going steady with someone, or engaged to be married while attending college. Hikari had wanted to be a teacher when she was older. Now that dream wouldn't have a prayer of coming true. Her only prayer now was that he wasn't about to order her to do something like that. She opened her mouth, allowing the gag to be pulled free, then closed it after it was.
"Now, my 'dear' miss Kamiya, you're going to have one chance to end your trouble early for tonight. It's a pretty simple thing really. It's a test every Catch goes through. Rare is the case when a Catch actually passes however."
Hikari winced at that. Simple, yet almost no one passed? This was starting to sound more frightening by the moment.
"You see, slut, every night when it's time to put the Catches who are done for the day to bed, we always change the cloth gags to duct tape gags which are of a color matching their section. We don't want them to choke to death in their sleep on their daytime gags, now do we?" The laugh was cold and seemed almost rehearsed. For this trainer, it was obviously part of his routine.
"Anyhow, it's a test repeated every night for at least one Catch in each section. It's beginnings reach back to when Akiyama here first joined us four years ago. In fact, it was his idea, as I recall, and it did wonders for breaking the wills of our bitches, with one exception." Hikari would have asked who that exception had been, but she was too afraid of her own situation to find out.
"The test is this. We know of Owners who use duct tape alone as gags because they like to completely muffle their Slaves by completely covering their mouths, but also want to see the outline of their slaves lips. Strange, yes, but an interesting piece of information. We gag our slaves and make sure that their lips are outlined in the tape. It is possible to move one's jaw and speak- after a fashion- without moving one's lips at all. I am not referring to ventriloquism. It is actually a case of moving your jaws without moving your lips. In either case, the sound is much like that of a gagged slave. But most are so unused to the idea that they will move their lips to speak unless they are a ventriloquist. When Catches try to speak, they cause the tape over their mouths to no longer outline their lips. That is the test."
Now Hikari was truly frightened. She had never heard of trying to talk in a normal fashion without moving one's lips. Ventriloquists didn't really count. But if that was the test...which didn't sound too simple to her, what happened when someone failed?
"If you pass, you are untouched for the rest of the night. However, when you fail, and the majority of the Catches do, so I doubt you'll be an exception, the tester has the right to do as he or she pleases to the one tested." The man grinned as Hikari's head jerked, almost looking up from surprise, but she stopped herself before it could happen. "Yes, we do have females here, to help train the Males. Most are Slaves who are in the service of the Center. A few are Personal Slaves to some of our workers who are gracious enough to allow them to be used to train others. Now, Ryo here will be your tester. I am going to place the tape over your mouth, outlining it perfectly. He is going to touch you, try to make you move your lips so that the outline is removed. If you pass, you will be sent to your new bedroom for the day and allowed to sleep. If not, he will have free reign over you for as long as he wants for the rest of the day, and afterwards, you will be punished for your failure. Just so you know, this test happens every night. It just might not always be you who is tested. But when you are, be expected to spend some 'quality time' with your tester if you fail. Most of them enjoy a good time before they themselves go to bed." That said, the man pulled out a roll of black duct tape, and began pulling off a piece just large enough to encompass the area around her mouth, and then placed it on her face. Moments later, her lips were completely outlined.
"You got ten minutes, Ryo. If she fails, go ahead and start on her if you want. Oh and by the way, good eye. She's going to be a hell of a slave once she's broken......."
Ryo grinned as the other man left. Then licked his lips as he moved forward, squatting down, and reached a hand towards her nude breasts......

Ryo frowned as he looked at the tape.
Damnit, the outline is still there! Fucking slut's gotten better. And I only have another two minutes to get her to move those lips of hers. Otherwise, she gets away for the night. Not this time. It's been four days since I got to have my fun with the slut. Tonight she's mine! Ryo thought to himself with determination etched onto his features.

With that thought in mind, Ryo did the one thing he knew would force her to move her lips. He'd tried it before, and it was always a last resort with Catches, but this was the first time he'd had to try it on Hikari Kamiya. He smirked, moving his hands underneath her still developing, but already nicely sized breasts....
And started to tickle her.
"MMMMMPH! SSTTTP! STTTTP!" She was trying hard to move away from the tickling hands, but she failed, as the laughter began to erupt from her throat even as tears began to stream from her eyes again when she saw the look on Ryo's face and knew that he had won this one.
The outline was gone.
"Perfect. Now then, slut, it's time for some fun. You ready to have fun Hikari?" He rarely used her name, unless it was to mock or insult her, and he knew she hated it. He pulled the tape from her mouth in one smooth motion, causing a yelp of pain from the girl.
"Damn you...." She got no further than that as Ryo pressed his mouth to hers, tongue forcing it's way in again. Once more, she closed her eyes, tears still pouring out from beneath her eyelids as she responded. She had no choice. If she hadn't responded to the kiss, the punishment would have been worse than if she had simply just failed the outline test. Her breasts were roughly groped by his hands again. She hated it. She hated him, and they both knew that unless someone had REALLY deep pockets, she was going to be his. Ryo's family had been a dynasty of Takers stretching back to Feudal times, so he had a lot of money squared away. She could only hope that, even if her eventual Owner was a drunkard and abusive, that they be able to outbid Ryo. She was willing to be beaten, since it wouldn't be much different from here. But it wouldn't be Ryo. That was what counted.
His hands trailed between her legs, still holding the kiss on her, as they entered into her, roughly touching her. He didn't care if it hurt her because she wasn't aroused. HE was aroused, and that's all he needed.
Oh yes. Tonight's going to be-
"Akiyama!"
Ryo pulled away from Hikari's mouth in surprise and looked up to see another Taker next to her bed.
"What? Can't you see I'm busy here, you dumbass?"
"Sorry, bud. But the boss needs to see you. Now."
Ryo growled, but then nodded, pulling away, and applying a new piece of tape across her mouth, making sure it outlined her lips perfectly.
"Tomorrow."
The threat was all he needed to say as he left. After the light turned off, Hikari began to sob out loud, no longer needing to worry about whther or not her lips were outlined for the rest of the night.
Thank you.
It was her last thought of the night, her thanks to whomever had answered her prayer for the night, even as sobs shook her body for some time even after she had fallen asleep...