As the new Lieutenant entered the chamber the slaves were waiting for him. He was young, barely 16, but had already been granted his own slave. There were four of them lined up by his new bed.

He had just come from his own promotion ceremony, where he had received three separate medals for bravery, his promotion to Lieutenant, and the honour of the sex-slave.

He walked in front of the row of beautiful slave girls, like a general inspecting his troops. He looked first at an 18 year old brunette, with large breasts and a high forehead, who wore a pair of red panties that were too small for her. He moved on to a blond girl who couldn't have been more than 12, who was standing naked before him, he immediately moved on, feeling more than a little sympathy for the young girl. The next slave was about 14; she was a redhead, a very rare thing in Rudica province, who was wearing pink panties. He looked over at the final girl, another brunette about 17 years old, who was wearing white panties and a red bra.

He stepped back to compare the girls.

"You" he finally decided, indicating the redhead.

The other girls filed out quietly, shutting the door behind them. The Lieutenant walked over to his new slave.

"What is your name?" He asked, trying to sound neither menacing nor nice.

"Anne" Replied the girl, not smiling.

"Begin!" ordered the Lieutenant.

Anne knew exactly what he meant, she gulped and watched as the officer before her took a seat in the chair beside the bed. She took a second to analyze him, her eyes running over his smooth features and attractive face. He was really a nice looking man she thought to herself, I should be thankful I was chosen. But she knew deep down that this wasn't so.

She began the dance that the older slaves had been teaching her in the weeks and months since her capture. She began by slowly swaying her hips from side to side, approaching her new master slowly. She could see a bulge beginning to form under his trousers as his eyes swayed back and forth, glued to her hips. Slowly, ever so slowly, she began to caress herself, rubbing her breasts and occasionally letting her hand slip inside her panties and into the region bellow. As she got nearer him she began to run her hips across his lap, brushing against the bulge and feeling in grow even more. Eventually, she began to become aroused herself, and got more and more absorbed into the dance.

"I… I'm ready." He said, his voice cracking as he spoke.

She had been afraid of this command; she knew exactly what it meant. She slowly took off her panties, revealing herself to him fully. He, in turn, began to take off his own cloths: a tunic sporting fresh new medals, a pair of trousers with a piece of golden rope for a belt and a pair of traveling boots.

Anne got to her knees, feeling the soft carpet brush against her legs. What was coming was the time when she would officially be his, when she lost her virginity. The Kingdalar empire was famous for its strict adherence to procedure, this being one of them. She leaned back, forming an arch, supporting her weight with her hands and legs. The position itself had been taught to her by the older slaves; it resembled an upside down push-up.

The Lieutenant, now fully naked and supporting a very large erection, walked over and slid beneath her. He slowly lifted himself up, his penis entered Anne's bum. She let out a low moan, which the lieutenant took as a sign of pleasure.

The officer began to create a rhythm, each thrust causing the girl he was thrusting into more pain. He reached his climax and Anne could feel the man beneath her tense. He pulled out of her and lay on the floor, panting.

Anne thought that he was done now, and that he would leave her alone for the rest of the night. All but one of the slaves she had learned from had only been used only once the first evening. But she realised with a quiver of fear that this man was much younger than any of the men the other girls had described.

"On the bed" commanded the officer, slowly regaining normal breathing.

Anne obeyed, lying on the bed.

"Spread your legs!" commanded the officer.

Again, she obeyed. The lieutenant bent over the bed and put his face between the girls legs. Anne was not expecting this; none of the other slaves had ever been pleasured. But sure enough the young man's tongue was now caressing her clit, causing her to moan with pleasure this time. He inserted two fingers into her vagina, working them in and out. Anne orgasmed, screaming with pleasure.

"You like that, eh?" the lieutenant asked.

All Anne could do was nod; her breath was coming in heavy gulps.

Without warning, the lieutenant moved forward, climbing on top of her. He began to caress her, trailing kisses down her neck. He grasped her right breast, squeezing it gently. He massaged her left breast, and let his right hand fall to her thighs. Slowly, he parted her legs, and moving his cock into position.

A/N: More to come if you like it… I'm open to feedback.