Chapter 3

Tammy recovered consciousness and was aware of a vibration ... a slight sense of movement this way and that ... and a muted rushing, roaring sound. She was on a narrow, bunklike bed. The plastic walls curved. She was strapped into the bunk. She was still naked!

She was alone in a small, tube-shaped bedroom, with a door at each end. There was a small oval window by her head. She raised the sliding shade and saw a deck of clouds below. She was in a jet! She started to unbuckle the wide orange nylon belt that crossed her chest just below her naked breasts. She didn't notice the tiny electrical plug that was disconnected when she pulled on the belt.

Seconds later the door near the foot of her bunk opened and a lovely, slender girl, not more than fifteen years old, entered. She wore a sheer, intricately laced microdress, and was naked underneath. "Good, you're awake. How do you feel? Sometimes that knock-out drug makes a girl woozy." She smiled and showed perfect teeth.

"I'm all right, I guess ... Why am I here? What-"

"The Master is waiting; He'll tell you whatever you need to know. I'm Lala. Let me help you with these ... " She knelt beside the low bunk and released the belts that crossed over Tammy's chest, hips and knees. As she pulled the belts aside, Lala caressed Tammy's body ... a touched nipple, a brushed-over thigh, a palmed hip ... "You are a doll. Oh, the Masters will appreciate you!"

"Who? What do you mean? Why was I kidnapped?" Tammy's fear had returned full force.

"You'll find but in a minute. Oh, how you'll find out." Lala smiled secretively. She impulsively leaned forward and touched her pink tongue to Tammy's pink nipple. "I can hardly wait." She took Tammy's hand. "Come now." She led Tammy through the doorway.

Tammy was astonished at the sight of the main cabin of the jet. The walls and floor and ceiling were covered by a deep, luxurious white fur. It was very deeply cushioned underfoot. There was no real furniture, only big, silk-covered pillows and raised platformlike areas under the lush fur that seemed to substitute for tables or chair backs.

A portly man with bushy brown hair and long, muttonchop sideburns lay at ease among a pile of soft pillows. He wore an electric-green silk robe that was open to reveal his nakedness and his incredible, erect prick.

Tammy hung back. She blushed. But Lala towed her across the soft fur. "Come on, Tammy. Don't be bashful."

Tammy couldn't help but stare at the man's organ. It was even bigger than Jack's seven-inch prick she had seen the night before. This one was shaped funny-it had dozens of small nodules growing on it, all around, even on the head. Each nodule was about the size of a piece of gravel, and each was pink and shiny.

Lala said, "Master, this is Tammy. Tammy, this is one of our Masters." Lala knelt before him. She pulled Tammy down beside her.

"I want to go home!" Tammy was near tears. She tried to cover her pussy and breasts.

He smiled. "You are going home. A new home. Your former life has ended, Tammy. You are now a piece of property. You will live only to serve me and the other Secret Masters. You will serve us in any way we desire, upon command."

Tammy was terrified. She was weak with fear. But she said, "I won't!" And she began to cry.

The Master nodded. "She has spunk." He idly ran a fingertip over and around one of the shiny nodules on his extra large prick.

Then he gestured at Lala. "Pour her some Elixir." He reached out and stroked Tammy's bare shoulder, her long red hair, and let his fingers drift down her naked back.

Lala lifted a section of fur and opened a panel in the wall. She took out a beautiful crystal decanter which contained a thick amber liquid. She poured about an ounce of it into a small crystal glass.

The Master smiled and handed the glass to Tammy. "Drink this. It'll make you feel good."

"I don't want to feel good," Tammy wept. "I want to go home."

He sighed. He handed the glass to Lala. He then unexpectedly slapped Tammy's face, hard, rocking her head to the left, then to the right. Her hair billowed from the sharp movement. She gasped, shocked. Her hands went to her stinging cheeks. Her vision reeled for a second. The Master extended the glass to her again. "Drink."

Tammy took the glass with a shaking hand. She looked to Lala through teary eyes. Lala nodded and smiled. Tammy tasted the amber liquid. It was like a syrup with a strange pineapple tang. She drank it all. Still crying, she handed back the glass. The Elixir warmed her stomach.

The Master drew her closer. "Crying will do you no good at ail, Tammy. Nothing you do or say will change anything. The sooner you realize this, the better."

Lala said, "That's right."

His right hand cupped over Tammy's jutting right breast. She jerked and tried to push his hand away. "Don't fight me, girl!" He cracked his hand across her cheek again.

Tammy sobbed and hugged her knees and hid her face. "Leave me alone!" A funny heat was spreading in her stomach.

He shook his head. "These first disciplines are such a bore ... and such fun!" He pulled Tammy up by her hair. She squalled and tried to hit him. He grinned and pinched her nipples with cruelly strong fingers. She screamed and hunched up to protect her breasts.

Lala said, "Really, Tammy, you're just making it harder on yourself."

"I WANT TO GO HOME! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"No to both." He ruthlessly pulled her head up by her hair again. She didn't try to hit him this time. He pulled her head back as far as it could go. Her mouth was dragged open by her straining neck muscles. Her scalp was a mass of hot needle pricks. Tears welled in her green eyes.

"You will obey me, Tammy, or you will continue to hurt. It is that simple."

He released her hair. She didn't hunch over again. She watched him, wide-eyed, tears running down her face.

"Now lie flat here beside me."

She shifted on the thick, sensual white fur and apprehensively lay at his side among the pillows. She sobbed quietly. The warmth in her stomach was spreading lower, into her belly. She wondered what was in that Elixir.

The Master spread his hand on one of her exuberant breasts. "Ah ... yes, so full ... There is nothing quite like the feel of a well-developed young breast. The skin is so smooth. So much resilience." He squeezed gently. He cupped and fondled. He fingered the nipples, which expanded shamelessly with the exciting contact.

Tammy sniffled and swallowed. She began breathing through her mouth. A disturbing heat was now in her pussy and her breasts were beginning to feel a special warmth. Her nipples actually itched.

Lola had been observing Tammy. "She's beginning to feel the Elixir, Master."

He nodded, smiling. His hand slid off Tammy's breasts to her belly and down into the hollow of her loins. His fingers curved over the plump, hairless V and tapped lightly on the lips of her slit.

Tammy inhaled sharply. As if his touch had been a cue, her pussy went loose and pouted juicily. She wanted him to finger her button. The Master's middle finger skated on slippery wetness and dipped into the pink cleft. Tammy squirmed. She realized the Elixir was a sex drug! An aphrodisiac! Her sex button was itching like mad! She jerked her hips, trying to get his finger to rub it.

He murmured, "She is a virgin. How provocative."

Tammy was flushed with excitement. She gasped, "It isn't fair!"

"But very nice." He stroked her clitoris, finally.

Tammy went rigid. "Uhhh ... " Her belly sucked in and her thighs jerked open reflexively. The melting pleasure of an orgasm filled her.

The Master took his hand away. His unusual prick was still rigid. He gestured to Lala. "Suck me for a moment."

The slender blonde girl quickly obeyed. She knelt beside his hip, lowered her head and delicately licked the circle of fleshy pink nodules that ringed the head of his very big prick.

He sighed ecstatically. He said, "Watch how she does it, Tammy. You'll be doing it soon enough."

Tammy was still in the throes of the Elixir-induced lust. Her whole body now raged with a need for more pleasure, more sexual release. Tammy lifted her head and watched, spellbound, curious, repelled.

Lala was now sliding her wide-open mouth down over the studded head, her tongue preceding her lips, flicking and stroking.

The Master watched and groaned. "Suck," he whispered. "Suck!"

Lala closed her lips on the rows of tiny flesh knots and slowly dipped her head further, and lifted, and dipped ...

"Ahhhh ... " He writhed with undisguised ecstasy.

Tammy uninhibitedly slipped her own fingers into her hot, wet slit. Her eyes rolled up as she panted into another orgasm. Her magnificent breasts rose and fell dramatically. Her nipples ached for attention.

The Master cried, "Enough! Two minutes is about my limit."

Lala lifted her mouth from his strange prick. The dozens of tiny pink growths were puffed and shiny wet.

He turned his attention once again to Tammy. He smiled at her writhing, helpless lust. "Lala, show her what one girl can do for another."

"Yes, Master!" Lala was eager. She moved to Tammy's far side and sucked a swollen nipple into her mouth.

Tammy moaned weakly. She was so hot she literally couldn't see straight. Lust was like a fever in her. She was afraid of its power.

Lala sucked both nipples and wrung soft mews of passion from Tammy. Then Lala took a signal from the Master and settled between Tammy's open legs. Tammy was rubbing her buttocks on the fur rug. She was panting. Lala pressed her lips against Tammy's dewing slit. Her tongue slipped inside. She licked upward inside the flushed groove. Tammy quivered and spasmed.

The Master observed. "Good. She responds well. Tongue her off a few times, Lala. Then I will deflower her."

Lala heard and did not stop her licking of Tammy's clitoris. Lala squirmed on the rug, too.

Tammy was aware but unable to control her responses. The Elixir had overpowered her will. The things which were being done to her were dirty, according to her mother and father, but they felt so very good.

Lala licked and licked and licked. She brought the trembling little girl to a moaning peak of sensation. Lala slid her hands up Tammy's sheened body and gently rubbed the stemlike pink nipples. She tenderly molded the full, rounded breasts.

Tammy's lovely, rounded thighs closed on Lala's blonde head. Tammy managed to gasp, "Do it some more!"

The Master smiled broadly. "One more time, Lala."

Lala mouthed Tammy's slit as if she were eating a juicy piece of fruit. Her tongue reveled in the flowing secretions and sensitized tissues.

Tammy undulated. She fastened half-conscious, pleasure-agonized green eyes on the Master. She panted, "I like it!"

"You're supposed to. Give in to your enjoyment, Tammy."

Lala pressed her mouth more fervently to Tammy's dripping slit. She moaned with her own excitement as she tongued the girl's vibrant clitoris. The Master cocked his head, then slipped out of his silk robe. He was smiling faintly. He knelt behind Lala. She knew he was there. She raised her ass and spread her knees. Her short lace micro-dress was no problem.

He calmly put his hands on her hips and moved close. His noduled prick nudged into her exposed crotch to the damp mouth of her blonde pussy. He said, "I should lubricate my organ first-in you, dear Lala."

Lala moaned against Tammy's slit and waggled her ass. She managed to press back onto his big, big prick while not losing tongue contact with Tammy's clitoris.

The Master casually sank his prick deep into Lala's cunt. The fifteen-year-old quivered and keened in her throat. The Master sighed, "Ahh ... "

Tammy panted into still another climax. Her small hands clenched fistfuls of the white fur rug. Her pussy jumped against Lala's clinging mouth.

The Master withdrew a few inches of shaft from Lala's open, vulnerable cunt, then slowly sank still deeper into her belly. Lala clutched Tammy's firm thighs. She lifted her head. "Oh, Master-OH ... OH!" She groveled. She pushed back against his fleshy belly.

A sparkle of perspiration appeared on his broad forehead. He slowly pulled out of her. His long, thick, bumpy prick was coated with her juices. He said softly, "Now ... now, Tammy, I take your virginity!" His voice shook.

Tammy heard but didn't comprehend. She was still in the seething grip of the Elixir. She lay restless amid the large pillows, breathing fast, wanting more of Lala's delicious mouth. But Lala moved aside. The Master lifted Tammy's hips and wedged a pillow under her. His large prick projected out to touch her inner thighs, her mound, her lower belly. Tammy looked up at him-looming over her-and fear curdled her insides. But still she wanted more sex. She felt his huge prick between her thighs and she cried, "No ... it's diseased! Something's wrong with it!"

He laughed. "Something's very right with it, little Tammy. Each of these small bumps is a cluster of pleasure nerves ... like your little clitoris. So, when I am sucked or when I fuck-I receive vastly more sensation than an ordinary man. The pleasure is fantastic!" He carefully grasped the noduled shaft and guided the head into her wet slit.

"I've never done it before!"

"I know, Tammy. I know!" He pressed forward viciously. His eyes narrowed but glowed.

Tammy felt her hymen being pressed inward, reaching the tearing point-giving way! Her shriek ripped from her contorted mouth. Her belly was suddenly, appallingly, terrifyingly full of prick!

The Master's face was as contorted as hers. "I was the first!" His cheeks twitched. He absorbed greedily her expression as he pressed deeper into her virginal cunt. "Where no man has gone before!"

Tammy wailed and thrashed but could not evade the ever-deeper invasion. She was engorged. She liked the feel of so much in her belly, yet it hurt so, and her opening was a ragged wound. A trickle of blood mixed with her lust secretions.

The Master fucked her slowly. He shivered with pleasure. "So tight ... ahh ... she grips me ... ahh ... " His big prick sank into her like a wet log.

Tammy was in shock. The Elixir effect was secondary to the trauma of being fucked for the first time, under such bizarre conditions, so far from the familiar world and security and love she had known. She was, after all, only thirteen years old.

She knew she was ruined. She sobbed brokenly. She had given up the struggle. The Master's frightening large and different prick was sawing in and out of her pussy, stuffing her till she hurt, then pulling back, rubbing her torn shreds of hymen with those nubs. The Master closed his eyes. He thrust far into her, quickly, again! He shuddered and gasped. He plunged, and plunged. Tammy wailed as she distinctly felt him shooting off in her.

He slowed, stopped and opened his eyes. "Ahh, but that was a supreme moment." He pulled all the way out of her ravaged cunt. His prick was drippy with a thick, white fluid. He said, "Lala ... " But Lala was already bending over, already willingly licking his prick clean. She smacked her lips.

Tammy hid her face. It was too much to accept! What an awful thing had happened to her! She rolled over onto her stomach and cried into the white fur.

A few moments later, Lala took Tammy back to the bunk in the bedroom. She soothed Tammy and spread a sticky brown painkilling salve into Tammy's hurting pussy.

Tammy sobbed, "I want to go home!"

"You can't. The worst part is over now, I think. But they may have something special planned for you."

"W-what? What's going to h-happen to me?"

"I'm not sure. But whatever it is, you're always better off if you obey the Masters all the time! No matter what!"