Sexslave Acadamy

-This is a story set in a future dystopian society, a society in which there are way more women than men. The first few chapters basically builds a backstory. If you don't want to be confused later on about different things, please read patiently. Keep in mind that no one in the Academy, both male and female, is below the age of 18. Any younger children mentioned is purely there to fill up the plot, and they have nothing to do with sex. Some slightly darker themes are explored as well. Also this is my first time writing, so please do comment, thanks! -

Prologue:

-2374, New Year's Eve.-

A man stood on a stage in the middle of a huge, beautiful hall, decorated with purplish red velvet and leather, along with exotic furs and pelts. Beneath him was crowds and crowds of people. Men in suits and their wives in beautiful and elegant but revealing dresses. Nearly all hold the chains of beautiful slaves kneeling almost naked on the ground or standing with their head bowed low. Some even have their heads buried in their master's laps, sucking and licking, as the wives turn their eyes away in hidden disgust.

The man on the stage cleared his throat. The crowd went silent except for a few rather loud sucking noises appearing here and there, but that quickly stopped too, as the masters commanded the slaves to quieten down and hold their cock inside of their mouth silently instead of sucking on it.

'Good Evening, the valued citizens of the United Nations of Earth,' the man started his speech. His name-tag introduce him as the Chief Representative of the United Government. 'In a few minutes, the clock will tick to zero and we will embrace the significant year of 2375!'

The crowds cheered and quickly quieten down again as the man resumed speaking.

'2375 will mark the anniversary to many significant events in human history. Exactly 70 years ago, in the year 2305, pollution peaked. Nuclear and sub-atomic radiation was so strong in our atmosphere the female sex of the human race was unable to reproduce for that entire year. Worried of the ageing population and the possibility of extinction, the top scientists of each field did their best to prevent the human race from dying out. As a result, pollution started to decrease. However, only female babies were born in the subsequent 5 years. With further scientific studies, the pollution was further reduced. And now, 70 years later today, we are on our way to success! This year, out of 10 babies born, 2 will be boys, while 8 will be girls, a ratio of 1:4. '

'Of course, before this, the male birth rate was much, much lower. Right now on Earth, male to female ratio below the age of 50 is around 1:7, which is why in the year of 2335, 40 years ago, the Sex Slave industry was officially legalised!' The man smiled, and looked around him, 'As we all notice, we all benefits from this brilliant decision.' He paused for a bit as the crowd, mainly the men, cheered, howled and slapped their slaves on the butt and the tits.

'As widely known, each man over the age of 18 can acquire multiple sex slaves, along with one legal partner. The number of sex slaves allowed to each men is only limited by his wealth, with the Genius World Record holder having a total of 358 sex slaves at one moment. Of course it is a choice for men to acquire sex slaves, however, for men who chose not to, they have to make a mandatory sperm donation every month. Children born to wives, called the true borns, grow up happily with the choice of career passageways, and sexual slavery an option for true born daughters. The fate of the children from sex slaves varies from their sex. If he is a boy, he is taken to his rightful mother, or his father's wife as a baby and raised as like a true born son, and later acquire a wife and sex slaves like his half brothers. If she is a girl, she legally belongs to her father until her 18th year of the planet, and then she will take on a very different life.'

'This brings me to the next important anniversary.' Some men in the crowds are already cheering loudly. The man took a deep breath and announced: 'The founding of the Sex Slave Academy!'

'The SSA was the first of its kind 35 years ago. Located in a castle that used to house a pornography company, it had around 100 girls in its first year and over 50 masters and skilled sex slave instructors. Now days it is one of the best sex slave education centre in the world. It neighbours two male-only university and many true-born daughters of wealthy families spend their summers studying techniques there.' People in the audience snickered.

The man kept on talking, changing the subject on to economy, warfare and politics, as the night faded away to the next day.

Chapter 1: A Departure & An Arrival

Amber woke to the sound of the New Year fireworks. She heard all about the extravagance from her half brother and half sisters, who gets to see it at first hand with their parents, and a few slaves of course. Her biological mother would be there as well, her father's favourite slave, a beautiful woman who gave her her perky breasts and hips, exotic complexions, beautiful green eyes along with flowing auburn hair that turn every head as she walks down the streets. Ironically, as alike as they look, she is not legally allowed to call her mother, but her given slave name, Emerald.

Amber looked around her room. Her legal mother never treated her badly, never too well either. Her true-born sisters get en suites, balconies and personal assistants, and her true-born brother lives the most unimaginable life when all she gets is a little room, one bed, a tiny window, and enough food so that she doesn't starve. Not that she complains, she knew many slave-born daughters like her sold as infants to slave trainers. It is illegal, but the government turns a blind eye on it. Not every family can afford an extra girl to feed. A boy, slave or true, brings the family joy and often life-saving rewards from the government while a girl simply gives something to sell as a slave to slave holders or as a wife to form alliances.

Still, Amber treasured her experience at her house, or more accurately, this palace of a place. She is still a virgin, that is to be glad of, but she knows that in less than two weeks she wouldn't be. She turned 18 a few weeks ago, qualifying her for Sexual Slavery Training. She knows that she is going to the SSA, the best academy for young, 18 year old sex slaves, which starts on the 10th of January. She is going there for free, as her way-too-rich father buys one or two sex slaves every year directly from the school and donates a fortune. Her five older slave-born sister went there, and her biological mother was from there as well, one of the best slaves they ever produced.

She went back to bed thinking about life at Sex Slave Academy and what it will be like, and quickly fall asleep again.

9 days passed in a haze. January 9th is the day that the girls are transported from their various locations to the Academy. Its location is a secret to the girls so the more unwilling participants cannot escape. Amber kissed goodbye to her father and the sobbing Emerald, who was sitting on her father's lap being comforted. She gave thanks to her mother whose face is twisted with jealousy, making her even uglier. It is widely known that men usually like the slaves better than his wife.

Stepping onto the empty helicopter, marked by the school's unique coat of arms, a silhouette of a tied up girl and her master on red background, she was immediately blindfolded and told to sit in silence. During her trip, Amber starts to doze off slowly, but noting that the helicopter stopped a few times to allow more passengers on board. A girl sat next to her, and Amber could hear her sniffing and sobbing. She shook her head, girls born to slaves in this world can only accept her fate, and the fate of her daughters. Not that no one has ever tried, but any attempt of rebellions was stomped out by the government and the furious people in fear of extinction on one single sex.

Amber woke when her blindfolds were taken off. As she was the first one on, her blind-folds were the last to come off. There were 5 other girls on the helicopter. Two girls, including the one next to her was clearly crying the whole journey. The other two looks as tense and anxious as she feels inside, but the last one almost looked bored. The girl next to her is very petite and small, but with pretty and delicate features.

Suddenly everyone started to look out of the window. Surely enough, she could see the vast campus of SSA in the near distance, surrounded by a huge forest and a lake, with two other schools relatively close to it. Slowly but surely, the helicopter begins to land on the pad.

As everyone lined up in a file and started to get off the chopper, 2 maids waited with their arrival packs. The petite girl in front of her started sobbing again. Amber couldn't help but reach forward to comfort her, but was stopped mid-action by a whisper, clearly from one of the maid: 'Don't, not a good idea, at all.' Amber put her hand back as fast as she could and bowed her head low as she received her heavy arrival pack, and was hurried to the assembly hall.

Chapter 2: Assembly

By the time that Amber got there, the Assembly hall was packed full of girls her age in different clothing, each chattering in a low voice. She noticed more crying girls and more girls looking bored out of their minds with ease, but most of the girls are tense and anxious, with a worried look on their faces.

A handsome, muscular man in his early 40s stepped on the stage, and all chattering stopped immediately, along with any audible sobbing. Amber recognises the man from multiple parties her father held, he is the Headmaster of SSA, and one of her father's best friends.

'Good Afternoon, future sex slaves to-be, I hope you ladies all have a pleasant journey to our beautiful Academy. I trust that you all have your arrival packs with you. Although your arrival packs should explain everything clearly it might be a bit easier if I go through what will be in it as well as go though any special features of this Academy.'

'The first thing you will see in your arrival pack is a Student Diary. Although you don't have to write your homework down or anything, it does contain your daily schedule, a map of the campus, a list of rules, each tutor's contact details, and some answers to the questions that you may have. I will go through the rules now and your diary can serve is a future reference.'

'First things first, you are here because you are born of a sex slave. Your biological mother is one, and now you are in the training of being one. Most of your families paid a huge sum to send you to here, in hopes that you will sell for a great price. Some of you came here for free, as your father was influential to our Academy, and they will not want you to disappoint them. Three years at our Academy will make sure of that.'

The way the Headmaster said it sent chills down Amber's spine, she shuddered and noticed that lots of girls does the same thing. The Headmaster smirked.

'Here are our list of rules, I will read them out to you and you will listen to each and remember them:

1. The words of any superior (e.g. tutors, dorm monitors, Headmaster) must be obeyed exactly. Failure to do so, which includes doubting and questioning will result in punishment, and repetitive offensive will result in severe punishment.

2. The school uniform must be worn from 9 am to 6 pm each day exactly as it is, unless you were instructed otherwise by a superior, and cannot be worn outside of those hours.

3. You are allowed to purchase additional clothing from the store with earned credits if you wish. Before that, you can either be naked or borrow clothes.

4. If you are punished for no reason, accept it.

5. You are not permitted to leave the campus at ANY time.

6. Your dorm room is always open to a superior.

7. You have the right to choose to have sex or not with a male student and charge a fee for your service as you only need to obey your superiors.

8. Curfew is at 12 am. You are not permitted to leave your dorms between 12 am and 7 am. Failure to make curfew will result in punishment. This does not mean that others cannot be in your dorm.

9. Call your superior whatever they wish to be called, and answer to their nicknames for you.

10. Any attempts to break your tracking watch will result in immediate punishment.'

Amber shuddered at the list. It is basically placing her into the level of a slave, which she guesses that she already is at. Strangely the idea of accepting punishments and obeying turns her on and she can already feel the wetness in her pussy and she couldn't help but put her hand inside her shorts and let out a little moan.

The Headmaster kept on talking: ' As you have seen from the rules your tutors will ask you to address them, usually sir or master. If your tutor's assistant is an experienced sex slave you will usually call her Mistress followed by what she is teaching.'

'Regarding the curfew, don't forget that a tracking watch will be placed on your wrist. We will know if you break any rules, especially the curfew one. If you are caught trying to escape , however, and you will be, you will not want to know how you will be punished, but it does involve a lot of pain from you and pleasure for us.'

'Some of you look confused at the credits. Credits play a huge part in campus life here at SSA. It's basically our own currency. You can spend your credits on many things, clothing, extra food, haircuts or even upgrade your dorm. You all begin at zero credits and you can earn them through working in the clubs or setting a price for yourself and many other ways which you will find out through the older girls who has been here longer. Keep in mind that the credit does not apply to any superiors, as they fuck you for educational purposes.'

'Of course, you don't have to earn any credits and you can still survive. But let me warn you, the number of people you have fucked and the total of credits you have earned does effect your grades at the end of the year.'

The Headmaster paused to close his opened file and concluded, 'Anyways, I will not keep you for long. After your dismissal, you can go to your dorms and get your uniforms fitted. You will also have your Scoring appointments and prep appointments today, you will read about the times in your diary. As it is your first day here, and most of you seem a little shaken, your clothing will only be taken away tomorrow and you will not be disturbed by any tutors or students tonight. Take this chance to see the campus and make some new friends. Good luck!'

Chapter 3: Lexi (Amber's POV)

Everyone was chatting again as we walked out of the assembly hall on to the huge campus.

I didn't talk to anyone since I was so lost in thought. I have to get the best grades. Before my departure, father told me about how his wife stopped bearing him children. If I get a good grade, 95% and up, and become someone influential's favourite sex slave, he will divorce his wife and make my mother his legitimate wife. Things like that is not unheard of, and this means that I will become the true-born daughter and the two bitches that I call 'sister' will be sold as sex slaves. And my half-brother, who brutally raped my mother before as well as abused my older brother will be cast down, and my brother will inherit. I cannot pass such a chance. If fucking people and earning credits will give me good grades, well...

The assembly hall is in the middle of all the dorms, and directly facing mine. My room is on the second floor, apparently one of the better ones, and I only have to share with one other person. I over-heard father and his wife arguing once about the extra fee he paid for this. As I walked up the stairs, a guy in his mid-twenties opened the doors for me.

'Hi, sweetheart, you must be new. Just came from assembly?'

'Yeah,' I nodded and extended my hand, 'I'm Amber.'

'I'm Dave', he chuckled. 'You are a brave one. Not crying at least.'

I grinned. 'Why would I be crying? This place is beautiful.'

Dave laughed, 'Not as pretty as you my dear. I'm your dorm monitor. Tonight the newbies are safe, but feel free to ask me if you need help with homework or anything.' He winked and I smiled. 'Well sure, why not? I'm suppose to obey everything you say right?'

Dave nodded. 'But on a more serious note. What room are you in?'

I looked out my diary and showed him.

'Second floor 32? Very well, go up those stairs and turn left. You should find it somewhere in the middle.'

The lobby was truly magnificent, multiple chandeliers hanging off the roof, the walls lined with leather and decorated with different whips and tools that I don't recognise. I felt my pussy tightening again, and more liquid flowing out. I walked up the stairs to the second floor and turned left. As I go nearer to my room, I could here noises of sucking and occasional moaning getting louder and louder. A few girls passed me and none of them seemed to notice. In the distance a door jarred open and I realised that it's my room, and where the noises came from.

I peered in, careful not to be seen. A guy with sandy blonde hair in a suit was sitting on a messy bed. A golden badge pinned on his sleeves. A short-haired girl was kneeling on the floor sucking his huge and erect cock. As the girl massaged his balls the guy occasionally moaned according to her movements. After what seemed like hours, the guy finally came in the girl's mouth. I watched as the girl swallowed and licked his cock clean, before drinking a bit of water and sitting on the guys lap. They started kissing ferociously.

I debated in my mind what to do. Do I knock? This is clearly my room, so do I just walk in?

'Hey, you must be the new girl!' My thoughts were interrupted and I jumped.

The girls in short hair stopped kissing the guy and faced me, delight written across her face.

'I know who you look like! You look like Emerald! My mother's best friend! Biological mother that is. So you must be Amber!'

I nodded, a bit taken back by her enthusiasm.

'Nice to meet you Amber, I am Lexi.'

'Nice to meet you too, Lexi. Are you my room mate?'

Lexi grinned and shook her head. 'Nah, I was just curious about you. I've heard all about you from my mother, how beautiful your mother is and how beautiful you are. That women couldn't shut-up about you! So I thought that I should check you out and hang out together.'

She looked down at the messy bed and blushed.

'Sorry about your bed. We will make it for you, I promise. This is James. My temporary owner. He wanted to come, and this sort of just, um, happened.' She nudged the guy she is sitting on.

The guy grinned at me, 'It's a pleasure to meet you, Amber. By the way, it's more like I'm temporary owned by Lexi, and I have to pay for it.' He shook his head jokingly. Lexi punched him on the thigh and he kissed her in return.

I couldn't help but grin. Maybe this school isn't going to be that bad after all.

With Lexi watching, I opened my arrival pack and my diary, and she flipped though it to find my Scoring and prep appointment times.

'Basically you will go a room and there will be this guy who test you out and a few judges will score you. This score will change at the end of year but right now it decides your potential and your price.' Lexi paused at that and looked at me. 'Just wondering, are you a virgin?'

I nodded. 'Yeah, completely. All three holes.'

'Really?' Lexi grinned, 'then we can't let the dickheads at score take that can we?' James nodded in response and put his hands under Lexi's clothing and started massaging her boobs. Lexi didn't seem to mind at all.