The Program Ch. 04 - End

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Okay Tina, seems all has gone wrong for you, what now?)

The Program CH 04 FINAL

JESSICA AND DAVID GAUL

"I'm not dumping another 5 million into a slave you can't stand Jessica!"

"What the fuck do we do with her? We'll never recoup the money we invested!?"

"I'll keep her as a toy to fuck. We'll get a proper breeding female." David said lowly.

"Good luck getting it up, unless she's blood related!" Jessica seethed. If it wasn't for his money, she'd have never married him.

"I've been so patient with you Jess. Anything you ask for, you get. You keep insulting me, yet I have never met anyone who cares less about anyone, other than yourself! You fucking Narcissistic, SADIST, PIECE OF SHIT!"

Jessica covered her face and seemed to be sobbing. She hitched like it was true pain, that David had delivered, but he'd seen this before.

"Pull your hands away. If your face is wet, I'll give you all my money!" David taunted. She ran from the bedroom.

"Thought so." He mumbled and locked their bedroom door. She could sleep any where in this house, but, next to him... or Tina. He had the key to her room too.

In the morning he called his lawyers, and later, a friend of his, that had been kicked out of Tina's fake graduation party.

"Good evening Robert!"

"Well I still embarrassed about that, but apparently your boi Johnny recognizes my sissy."

"That's kind of why I'm calling. You see Rob, I'm filing for divorce this week, and I can't have Tina as one of my assets, as Jessica will try to win her, and then kill her."

"Actually, I'm not asking for anything close to what she sold for, or what I invested into her. Fair market value of a slightly damaged sissy is what?"

"Half that, and she's yours. Maybe your boi can get her mind right after the damage we did."

"Regressed her to being a petulant teen, though, her sissy balls are in real bad shape, and now she's dulcet and obedient."

"That was Jessica's doing. Hence I need her, I mean Tina, out of here."

"I can understand you needing to speak with your wife first. I just thought I'd call you first.... yes because of the insult, and the fact that we are still close friends."

"I'll be waiting on your call then. Have a good night." David hung up.

A week later, Jessica was outside screaming at the yard slaves, when a sheriff's deputy called out her name and she acknowledged it. He handed her the divorce papers. Thankfully Tina was picked up the night before, as Jessica set to destroying the house all the way to Tina's room. Upon finding it empty her real tantrum started, and she was arrested.

TINA

I was living in a motel room.

Daddy explained everything they had done to me. Then who I really was. He told me that slave boi Johnny had been a friend of mine, and he was trying to place me with that family. Yet someone who knew me better, got her Owner to look at me, as I was listed so cheap.

I as looked into his eyes, I saw loneliness there.

"I can't stay with you?"

"No honey. I HAVE to sell you. Other wise Mo... Jessica will try to win you in the divorce."

"But you didn't make me a true sissy yet. I'm still a virgin."

"Honey, your new Master is buying you because you are a virgin. Plus you will see Tammi again."

"Who's Tammi?" I asked.

"Your best friend in the whole world. You told me when we first met, that you loved her. She's a sissy like you."

"Trophy wife, option #4. That's what she picked. Yet, I can't see her face."

"She IS a fucking trophy wife! You should see her new tits! Oh and she's a functioning sissy, she's two months pregnant."

"Like I was supposed to be?" I looked up at him. He frowned and looked at the floor.

"I'm sorry Tina. Brad already signed the paperwork. He'll be picking you up here in a few hours. I should go." He began to stand, and I began to panic.

"Wait Daddy, no! There has to be a way! I want to give you babies, I want to be YOUR sissy slave! Please Daddy don't leave me!" I pleaded as he walked out the door. He started his car and left.

My name was Michael.

I had a counselor that cared about me when my mom was high on heroin.

I was malnourished and always hungry.

I rolled the thought over and over into my head just like Daddy told me, and slowly the memories came back.

"That's why I ate like a pig at the school." I remembered.

"WAIT! TAMMI?!" I started jumping around the room naked as I remember us snuggling on her bunk and learning about sex together. She loved me, and I loved her!!!

"Why did I want to duct tape her mouth closed?" I asked myself.

For the next couple of hours I waited for my new Owner and Tammi to come get me. I managed to hash out the memories, of most of my time at the Program, but my childhood memories were all of Jessica and daddy.

I only had glimpses of my real mother.

TAKING A NEW COURSE

The knock at the door made me jump. I unlocked the door and opened it to a very well dressed Middle Eastern man.

"You are to come with me. In the car now. Tammi waiting for you!" He said in broken English.

I followed him and he opened the back door for me. I sat inside of the empty car and waited as he paid the motel bill. He came back and drove silently for hours. I noticed we were headed even further north before I fell asleep.

When I woke I saw something I never had before.

Snow!

It was so beautiful! I guess it was also very slippery as Khalid the driver, cussed in Arabic about loosing control of the car briefly.

"Kis'sa'muc! He yelled. (Your mother's Vagina!)

"Leh! Khalid, hum'de Allah!" I said. He looked in the rear view mirror. (No Khalid, praise God!)

"Slave, you speak Arabic?"

"Schway. Leh tu'mum." (Slow, no good.)

"I will the ask the Master about you, what is your name?"

"Tina."

"You are Tammi's friend, yes?"

"Yes Sir."

"I am no 'sir', I am paid to work for Mr. Kellen. I do live next the main house though. We can talk. It's okay. What else can you say in Arabic?"

I counted to 100, I had a conversation with myself with traditional greetings. Asked where the library was, as few other things I had picked up from a childhood friend, who's name, nor face I could see. All I saw was David. They had erased my childhood.

We talked for the rest of the trip. I actually moved to the front seat even though I was naked and the windows weren't as tinted as the ones in the back. Which made getting dinner in a drive thru interesting.

By the time we rolled up to the massive mansion, it was pretty late. Yet. On the door step stood a short sissy in a fabulous nightgown.

"Tina! Tina my love welcome home!" I ran to her. She never moved. A hint of what was to come. Yet we embraced and she kissed me. I wanted to stay in her arms and kiss her all night. She broke the kiss and gently nudged me away when her Master came through the front door.

"Khalid, you are dismissed. Great job!" My Master said, as he sized me up. I just realized how cold it was outside.

"Good enough wedding gift for you sweet Tammi?"

"Oh Brad! Perfect. She will be the perfect slave for me." Tammi swooned in her husbands arms as they kissed. I noticed she wasn't wearing a collar. Yet I was wearing the collar of his household that was placed on me by Khalid.

"She's defective." Brad told his sissy wife as they finally allowed me into the house. Once again, here I am kneeling, and being spoken about like I'm not 2 feet away.

"Defective?" Tammi asked.

"I got her cheap cause they fucked with her memory, and her balls need to be removed as her former owner did quite the number on them." He explained.

Tammi leaned down and pulled my sack away from my body not so gently. I remained stoic.

"Look fine to me!" She got up and turned to her husband.

"Well the memory is shot to shreds. Perhaps tomorrow you can find out." He said as he walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"Am I to call you Mistress Tammi?" I said from my knees looking at the floor.

"Yes dear. I alone own you. I'm free. You are not. I still love you anyway. My husband has free reign however, over your body. As do any of the free men that work for him, with my permission. Sorry Tina, that your plans didn't work out. Mine did. You are my body slave. You will wait on me, hand and foot, 24 hours a day. Am I clear slave?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Excellent. Now that you know who owns you, let me take you to get rid of the pesky virginity. Brad made me promise he could have it.

"Oh and a real cock feels way better!" She said as she led me up the stairs and to her bedroom.

"Close the door behind you, Tammi does not want to watch." I followed my masters orders as I looked his futa sized cock. I was now worried.

"You had the surgery to self lube?" He asked.

"Yes Master."

"I lubed as well, yet this will hurt. Take out your plug and come sit on my cock. I'll be gentle with you, as you are Tammi's friend and property." I moved toward his as his cock seemed to get bigger.

I straddled him, as he placed his cock at my virgin hole. I pushed outward to let him in, then I slowly let my weight do the rest. I had to bite my lip as the head popped in. It was so wide. Wider than either of the strap-on's Tammi and I had. I whimpered with my eyes closed.

"Look at me slave, then lower yourself slowly." I locked onto his eyes and followed the handsome man's orders. I stayed quiet even though I was being torn in half by this monster. I could feel tears forming in my eyes.

"Doing fine slave, keep going, your almost halfway."

(Almost halfway!!! I'm already dying!)

I lowered myself more, now feeling him straightening my colon where no dildo had ever reached before.

"Keep going. When you have all of me you can have a minute to adjust. Then I will breed you like I did to Tammi. I know you don't have a womb, it's a figure of speech." He said as I slid further down. I could feel him in my stomach! Then I felt his pubes on my ass. I must have been holding my breath as I began to hyperventilate with all 13 inches of his cock inside of me.

His mother HAD to be futa!

I rested for the full minute he allowed, which almost had me feeling okay. Then he began to move inside me. Slow strokes at first as my weight was on him. Then he flipped me over, without taking his cock from me, and began to fuck me missionary with my legs propped way up. It hurt less this way. I was beginning to enjoy it. I closed my eyes again and focused on how hard I was pushing my sissy fluids into my sissy pussy for this giant cock. I was cumming all over his massive meat!

"No slave. You focus on getting me to cum, not your own pleasure. Look in my eyes, now I'm going to pound your ass to oblivion! Tighten up slave!" He ordered with a slight scowl on his face.

It went from being fucked, to being raped in that moment. He stopped hitting my prostate and crashed into my sissy hole hard and fast. Towards the end, I was crying out and sobbing as it hurt so bad! He finally came inside of me after almost 10 minutes of pure abuse.

"I make love to my wife. You get the other side of the coin. Get out!" He said smiling. I left the bedroom picking up my plug and placing it gingerly into my battered pussy.

I didn't know where I was to go, so I went downstairs to find either Tammi or the house Alpha. I couldn't find a slave anywhere! Was I the only slave in the house? It was only 10pm. I looked in the kitchen. It was spotless, but no slaves. I went back upstairs to find my Owner. I found her in a bedroom, with a queen bed and a massive television. I knelt in front of her as she lay on the bed upright watching TV.

"You ruined your makeup. I could hear your caterwauling in here! I never want to hear my husband fucking you from now on Tina! You will be silent!" She shoved a small dildo in my mouth. Then duct taped it to my face.

"Look familiar bitch?"

I nodded. Then when she slid, so her feet were on the floor, I bent to touch them with my face.

"At least you understand, that as much as I love you Tina, you are still my slave. Take the tape off, and kiss me sexy. Just rip it off." She instructed. I did. I spit the dildo out and leaned up from my knees to kiss her.

"Good baby. Now come up here and massage and clean my feet while I finish this show."

"Yes Mistress."

I worked on her feet for over an hour. They were mostly clean and relaxed, but I worked on them as if she had been in heels all day.

She turned the TV off, when I was way past tired.

"This is your room. It shares the bathroom of the Master bedroom. You will be waiting for me when I wake, in the bathroom. You will wash me, dry me, then you will dress me. At breakfast you will eat next to me, opposite my husband. Any point of the day that I say the word "face" you will put it in my ass and worship my sissy ass with your tongue, your heart, and mind. That is how you will thank me for the rest of your life for saving you from those people.

My ass, is your Disneyland. If I have to make a list or do any computer work, I will be sitting on your face. I can't shit from my ass anymore, so all you will get is my sissy cum. Which you have tasted more times than I can remember.

They had to break my hips Tina, re-route my whole digestive system, and put a womb connected to the first bend in my colon so I could have babies. It was months of pain. I shit from my clit Tina. Like silly string. I can't eat meat, unless it is finely ground like hot dogs.

All this was for Brad, my husband. You piss him off, or disobey me, then sweetheart you can suck my clit, after I whip the shit out of you. I do love you, but you are a slave first. Clear Tina?"

"Understood Mistress."

"Khalid has a crush on you." She said. "Come up and snuggle with me. I want to sleep with you tonight, like we did at The Program. You like him? Speak freely." She asked as she let me lay on her very real breast, her arms around me.

"He's a very nice man." I said.

"Honey I said speak freely, like we talked at school."

"Sorry Mistress. He likes I know some Arabic, and he is really cute."

"Said the straight sissy!" She started laughing, which made me start laughing.

"Tina?"

"Mistress?"

"You can date him, maybe even marry him. But he has to volunteer to give up wages and be a slave like you. With the money we save from paying him. I could make you a functional sissy so you can give him children." She offered.

"He'd never do that. Why would anyone want to be a slave, I mean, other than to you Mistress?"

"Nice save. Do you want to try to date him Tina, or not."

"Mistress, this feels like a trap. I'm to be loyal to you, and only you." I said into her cleavage.

"No baby. Yes you must be loyal to me as your Owner. Then he will have to be too. If you have a husband, Brad will not do what he did tonight anymore." She sweetened the deal.

"May I think on this Mistress?"

"Of course. Kill the lights and lets get some sleep."

So I did.

I was so exhausted, I didn't think about Khalid at all. Just how wonderful it felt to be loved by Tammi again.

"Mistress!??" I woke to her kissing me and realized she was dressed, her makeup on, and her hair already styled. I had fucked up already!!.... But she was smiling at me?

"Morning sweetheart. I let you sleep in, as you had a long day yesterday. I took care of Brad, and his female got me ready for the day. Take your plug out. You won't need it for a while. But do shower and enema. Then, come have lunch. Stop looking at me with that shocked look! You got one day off. Now move it slave!" She giggled.

"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress."

She slapped my ass as I went towards the bathroom.

When I got to the dining room I finally saw the staff. They were all dressed! I was the only slave in the house! Then I saw a blond woman of about 20 that was kneeling on the floor next to Tammi. She wore a collar and nothing else.

"Come sit Tina. Tina, this is the paid staff of the household. Staff this is Tina. She is a slave like Jill here. Tina belongs to me, and I will not be sharing her unless; you want to be naked in this house and do the same job, for no pay. Then one of you lucky men could marry her and start a family with her!"

"I think I speak for the male house staff, when I say, 'Hard Pass' Mrs Kellen!" A tall black man said. He seemed to be the main butler. He smiled and Mistress smiled back.

"Paul! Have you ever been loved on by a sissy before?" She taunted.

"No Ma'am. I'm sure that it is amazing. Yet, the slavery part. Let's just say most black men prefer freedom. Ya know?" He smiled and then organized the serving of lunch. The staff left the room after the food was on the table.

I dove into the soup, sandwich and salad. Jill stayed on her knees. I wondered why she wasn't allowed to sit at the table and eat. There a place setting, and was food there for her.

"Tina. Jill does not do anything without her Master's permission." She saw me looking down at Jill, I supposed.

"That is his ex-wife. She is to suffer as we eat, knowing she has a full portion on the table, and yet is only allowed to eat scraps, or canned cat food. Be thankful you are not Brad's slave my dear. Jill has not touched her husbands cock since they divorced.

She was cheating on him with not only men from her job, but half of the male staff. She came up pregnant. It wasn't Brad's child. She confessed hoping to at least get a pittance in the divorce. Well, Brad decided to use Futa law to enslave her instead. Since then, he only dated sissies. Then I graduated and selected him of one of my five. Now I'm going to be a mom. He loves me to no end, and we will raise a family. Of which, she will have to watch, for the rest of her poor, poor, life."

"Honestly, with a cock like Brad's, WHY would one cheat?" Mistress laughed.

"Love." We both heard from the floor.

"Love?" Mistress asked.

"He doesn't love you Tammi, you are just the flavor of the year. After you give birth, he'll ignore you like he did me! You think I cheated first? He cuckolded me with most of the staff, men and women! Hope you read your prenup, cause I guarantee it says if you have any penis in you but his, you'll be on the floor with me. You have no idea how naive you are Tammi! Seriously bitch, he BOUGHT YOU! That isn't love! That's lust! Yes he has a massive cock, so any slag with a pretty face will beg to ride it. I'll bet, by this time next year he'll have a twink. You should look at his browsing history. That's how I found out about him wanting a sissy." She rattled off then stared back at the floor as if she had not spoken a word.

I stopped eating and looked at my Mistress, as she looked in complete shock.

"Jill get off your knees. Eat your lunch, then help me find proof so I can divorce him before he does it to me." Mistress said softly.

"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress."

"Did you give him a baby?" Mistress asked.

"I miscarried. That was when he tossed me away." Jill said as she shoveled food into her gob. I wanted to call out her manners... but Mistress beat me too it.

"Manners Jill."

"Sorry."

"And the second pregnancy?"

"Aborted."

"After you finish eating, meet me in his study. You can show me how to lookup browsing history."

"Happily Mistress."

"Tina, let's go visit Khalid next door shall we?" She smiled at me and pulled me from the dining table.

"Mistress, I'm not sure. I love you Mistress. That's all I know!" I whined. She stopped before we got to the door to go outside.

"Wouldn't you like to have a family?"

"Not if my husband tosses me away. I thought women were bad. Now I only believe in sissies like us." I said honestly. She hugged me.

"Fine. Help me see if my husband is cheating, okay?"

"Gladly Mistress."

Mistress sat on my face as her, and Jill searched his computers. What they found was beyond their expectations.

"BBW's and Adult Babies?" Mistress was watching the videos.

"The new Kitchen hire is almost 6-8 and three hundred pounds Mistress, and she lactates. Her shirt is always wet." Jill reported.

"Help me find security footage, to see if he's ever been in the service houses. Namely, the one she lives in! Oh Tina, I'm gonna cum, shove your tongue inside!" I did as I heard Jill typing and clicking.

"Wait go back!" Mistress said as she filled my mouth with her sissy cum.

"Camera 4, that open door! There's a giant crib in there! Let's go Jill. I want to see that room! Com'on Tina, I'll use you as my chair again later, promise."

We walked from the main house to one of the service houses. They had four of them. Each housed four people. We went to the one with the nursery in it.

What we saw was a shock. I hadn't even known this kink existed. A massive crib, Adult sized puffy diapers, pacifiers the size of my cock before I was a sissy, dildos all over the floor like toys, Legos, and a camera and television.

We watched as Brad fucked his Futa mommy, then, she fucked him.

"Mommy! I gotta make a boom-boom!"

"Use your diaper like a good boy. Then once it's all full, you can sleep with it!"

We heard, then watched, as he filled a diaper. The futa turned out the lights as he lay in his massive crib with a dirty diaper and went to sleep.

"Gross!" Jill stated.

"He didn't come home Thursday night and was distant with me all day. Jill make copies. I need to hire a lawyer." Mistress said, then pissed onto the floor.

"His futa won't like that." She said as she escorted me back to the main house.

A STABLE FAMILY.... PLEASE?

6 Months Later

"So you see, this policy also protects your children from being slaves to Futa in the event of your death. It's called a "legacy pass." As you are a free male, your freedom passes to your children, even if your wife or sissy is enslaved by you!" Mistress explained to the young man.

"I came here asking for car insurance. I'm not married, and my boyfriend is a top." The young nerdy man said in monotone.

"So sorry. Let's start over." Mistress seemed distracted. Most likely cause my tongue was in her ass, and she was cumming.

"Make and Model of your car?"

****

"I hate this fucking job Tina!" She said as we rode home.

"You seemed to like part of your day Mistress?" I mumbled.

"I love you baby, if not for you, I'd be insane. Got I hope Jill made some tips." Mistress was stressed. The mortgage on this shitty 2 bedroom house was more than we could afford. We were over a month behind already.

I had no life skills, so Jill worked as a waitress, as Mistress worked selling insurance. I worked at being Mistress's seat cushion. I loved my job, except for the neck cramps.

"Sell me. I've only been fucked once, and I can still be functional. Mistress just sell me, pay off the house, and invest whats left, to live off of from dividends."

"How dare you suggest that! I love you! I want to free you and marry you! I'd sell Jill if we could get a jar of peanut butter for all she's worth!" She yelled as she drove.

"I don't want to be free." I mumbled again.

"You don't love me enough to be wife and wife with me? Have you learned anything from the last six months. I love you Tina!"

"Freedom is an illusion. Someone will enslave us both. Futa rule, we have no rights. Tammi? We are the lowest in the food chain. I love you too, but your only chance at remaining free yourself is to be financially independent. Not dragging two slaves with you trying to keep us warm and fed. Sell me. Then at least Jill will have your protection. If you don't, we'll all be enslaved to someone, and never together again.

"I will not sell you Tina. Slavery be damned! I'll work two jobs if I must. I will not let you, or even Jill ever be anything but at the very minimum, MY property." She said as we pulled into our driveway. I saw something made of orange paper stuck to our front door.

It was a notice of foreclosure.

"Care to change your mind Tammi?" I used her name to anger her. It didn't work.

She sold Jill for the back payments on the mortgage and taught me how to wait tables well enough that I could get Jill's old job. I worked double shifts and Mistress also had a side job. We never saw each other other than to cuddle together at night. We were always exhausted.

We were paying off the house faster than we needed to however.

When the house was paid off, she started saving money for something else, but she would not tell me what. We were both only working 8 hour days and I was still her loyal, and devoted slave. I loved wearing her collar and I made sure she knew it, so she didn't try to marry me or something stupid like that.

Yet the bitch brought me a diamond ring and forced me to wear it.

"I'll only have you as my life slave, and no other. Do you remember David?" She asked. I nodded slowly.

"He wants to have a baby with us. He wants to be your husband. That's his ring. I will be the one that carries your baby for you." She explained with misty eyes.

"But he's my Daddy?!"

"You know better than that Tina. He's in love with you, I've agreed. I may not sell you bitch, but I can marry you off to someone you love!"

"I'll still be your body slave?"

"Yes baby. I love you too much to let you go. I know you love being my seat too. Plus with his money, we never have to work out of the house again. I will be his slave too baby. We will be protected." She smiled a bit.

"You walked into a collar?"

"Do you not hear me when I speak Tina? I will do anything for you, my only love!" She said, and with tear filled eyes, kissed me.

"Can I still call him 'Daddy'?" I asked.

"Bring me a dildo and a roll of duct tape!" She ordered. I obeyed.

END