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For now that was enough for Lilana. She trusted her sister, was confident she could make this sort of judgement. She was not so broken to try to convince her sister to give in to slavery. Though she did not have strength to fight it even in the limited way her sister had. Though she still had doubts. “What are we supposed to do until then. They are going to do more of that to us today, aren’t they. Eventually they are going to do what they did to me to you.” That was the other concern. Even if Aliana was right, that they would be saved. How much more would they have to go through until then. How long, how many things would they face?

Lilana was scared. She was not ready to give up completely, but she was not so confident. What would happen if they had to deal with this long term. “I just feel so weird right now…Aliana, you are a soldier. You have seen the battles, fought in them…do you really think we can win?” Aliana had to have to a better idea of that than she did. But she had seen the attack on Lunu. How overwhelming it was. How much stronger the Vanorians appeared to be. She hoped her sister had some reason behind her confidence. To be saved by the prince, that would be wonderful, but was it something he was capable of doing? Or would be forced to go Vanoria to live their lives as slaves? This was of course the general’s plan. To let them both talk, to see if the sisterly bond worked against them, feeding each other’s doubts. To push them closer to submission.

Honorious decided to take a chance on something. He went harder and faster. Not caring about Lilana’s pleasure this time, though it would be more useful if they both enjoyed it in time. Lilana let out some very confused sounding groans as he went harder the feelings of disgust and pleasure ramped up. Then she felt it, that same reason but on the other side. After it all came out the general pulled his pants up. ”He turned to address everyone other than the slaves. “I must return to making preparations for the coming battle. We can end this war soon. Return to the Capitol and make my report to the emperor. Stay in the area in the area. And I want a few guards permanently at the door here. No one is to approach the slaves, without my permission.” The group saluted and they all slowly left the room. Leaving just the sisters, one physically mutilated, the other sexually violated. When they were alone, Lilana called out to her sister. “…Aliana?” The look on her sister’s face scared her. She had always been so strong, but now she almost looked utterly beaten.

It would not be done until they finished. Well one would be done soon, indicated as the soldier groaned. “Here it comes. You better swallow it all, slave.” Lilana had no idea what he meant until she felt it come into her mouth, the completely alien to her fluid, with strange taste and texture. She had no idea a body could produce that or whether or not it was something only men could do. Reflexively she wanted to spit it out. But the soldier held her head in place and she forced it down. Once he pulled out, her head dropped as she caught her breath. The taste of his seed lingering in her mouth. Though she found she could not completely calm her breathing. She kept panting at the strange feeling she had as the general pounded her, awful, but at the same time somewhat good in a way she had never felt before. She looked up at her sister. A look of shame and confusion, for her to see her like this, in a situation she had no idea how to feel about.

At this point Aliana’s back was, for now, a fairly bloody mess. Torn up in many wounds. The woman’s spells reduced the bleeding, in a addition to preventing scaring, but otherwise did not heal it. The trainer stopped the whipping for now. Would let the emotional pain take it’s toll. “This is the only reason your lives were spared, slave. Keep watching. Maybe your little sister is a good girl, who will start to like it.” He pulled Aliana’s hair back hard, keeping her head up. Forcing her to watch them continue to use her sister. Lilana was really confused. She hated it, she wanted it to stop. But as her self proclaimed master continued to force himself on her, she noticed a different feeling. One she could not pretend did not feel good. It was mixed in the other feelings, though, desperately confusing her. She went along with it, because she had to. Her head clumsily sucking and sometimes bobbing on the soldier, while the general pounded her from behind.

The general considered how to react to her cries. He did think either were broken yet though. Better to push on. “You should be happy. I am allowing your sister to share your fate, because that is the only way you will ever see her again. This is what will be expected of both of you at times, of course.” He decided to let her see it. To take her sister now, use her as what she already was, his slave. There was no preparation. He aggressively pulled her skirt down and then his own pants, Lilana had no idea what was going on, knew nothing about sex. She yelped and twitched when she felt him penetrate her. As a virgin and with no foreplay it, it had hurt, but then she felt him move. The thrusting in and out, It felt so weird, yet she somehow understood, this was how a man and woman became one. It felt so weird, she felt violated in a way she never had before. It did not hurt as much, but she did not know if this was better than the whip anymore. The other soldier lightly slapped her back into focus. “Don’t forget about me, slave.” She tried to distract herself with it, focus on the one in her mouth, rather than her pussy.

Torture was the point. You did not easily make someone into a slave. Both would need to go through a good deal, to be genuinely broken. "Keep watching, slave." The trainer said to Aliana. "It will be your turn eventually." Lilana certainly was not enjoying it. She was not sure if she would have enjoyed it under better circumstances, but it was better than the whip. She closed her eyes, tried to pretend it was something else in her mouth. Anything she could do to make it more comfortable, bearable. It was so weird, this was the difference between a man and a woman. "Don't try to take her place again. You'll just get someone else in your mouth." The trainer said. Honorius walked closer to look over Aliana. There was a beauty in her even the wounds on her back did not diminish. "You will both learn sooner or later. I do whatever it takes to make you both admit you are mine." He walked over to Lilana stood behind her, wondering if he should take his prize now. Force her sister to watch. He found Aliana much more attractive and appealing, but the little sister was desirable as well. He wanted to keep both of them regardless of their bond as sisters, Lilana was not just a tool to break her sister.

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“Give the little one a taste of the fate, while the other watches.” The trainer said to one of the soldiers. The soldier turned to Honorious, seeking permission to do so with one of his slaves. The general nodded. “Like the trainer said, just a ‘taste’.” The soldier saluted “yes, sir.” He walked over to Lilana, pulled his pants down and pressed his cock into her face. “Take it into your mouth, slave. This is what you two are good for.” They would not be purely sex slaves, just slaves in general. Though this would be a significant portion of their duties. Lilana stared at it in confusion. She had never seen one before. Only had the vaguest sense of difference between man and woman. When she took too long, the soldier forced it in. “Suck on it, slave. Use your mouth, your tongue.” Lilana clumsily tried to get to work on it, no idea what she was doing. But scared of the whip if she did not, the whip she still heard repeatedly strike her sister’s back.

The robed figure walked behind Aliana, chanting several things. There was a sort of warmth in Aliana’s back. It did not lessen the pain, or close any wounds that would come. The point was simply to prevent scaring. Maintain the slave’s appearance for her master. She cast a second spell. Causing the girl to feel a weakness in her arms and legs. Not too weak to stand or move. But if she somehow got free, she would be too weak to hurt anyone. ”Learn your place, slave!” She was struck harder and faster. A lesson that she was not to tell anyone to do anything, not even another slave. Lilana could not look away as much as she wanted to. That her sister was doing this to try to protect her from the same. Her eyes were beginning to open to what they had both become and a fear there was no way out. She could not even imagine what it really meant to be that man’s slave. While there were classes in Zenis, royal, noble, commoner, there were no true slaves, it was just something you heard about in stories of other places.

“She did ask for it? Think you should give her a taste?” Honorious asked the trainer, leaving it up to his professional opinion. The man paused to consider it. The most effective way was to break the younger sister. He would come back to her later. But there was some value in letting the older one share in the experience. “All slaves need to learn the feel of the whip sooner or later. Get her shirt off.” The soldiers ripped Aliana’s shirt apart as he slowly walked around. “Remember, slave, you asked for this.” He reached back and whipped her back, without pause he did it a second and third time. Lilana looked up, still in shock from the pain, but watched in horror as her sister took her place.

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Honorious smiled calmly. He did not fear her. They would both be tamed soon. Would it be today? Hard to say. But it would not be long. The trainer came with an escort, several more soldiers, as well as a robed woman who may have either been a mage or priest. Maybe both. The trainer was a large man, with cold eyes. He took his work seriously. He had no mercy, just did what needed to be done. He looked over the two girls. “The little one will be easy. Older one has some spirit. But she will learn. Retrain the older one.” Two soldiers walked over to Aliana, one on each side. Holding her in place. “Rip off the little one’s shirt.” Another soldier obeyed the the trainer forcibly ripping it off as Lilana yelped. He then dug a whip a whip out of his supplies and struck her back. Causing her to shriek in pain.

The general paced back and forth, looking over his new slaves. “How should I begin teaching you two?” He looked to Lilana. “Are you smarter than your sister, little one? Do you understand your situation? Swear your loyalty to me as your master and this will go a lot easier for you.” She looked down, intensely afraid. Seeing that her sister was still willing to resist though, she could not betray her. She held out desperate hope the two of them could get through this together. There was another thing too. “I can’t, you ordered our parents deaths.” Honorious shrugged. “I did not personally order your parents death. But that is just how war is. If your sister had any worth as a soldier, she already understands this. People get caught in the middle and die. Another realty of war is the victor gets to reward himself with the prizes of war, whether, gold, goods, land…or women. This was destiny for you two.” He paused to think again. The sister’s bond worked both ways. It unified them against him at the moment. But he could use it against them too. Especially the older one, who he found more appealing as a woman. He looked at Alaina. “Maybe you will open your eyes if I convince your sister first.” He turned to one of the soldiers. “I need some assistance, call the slave trainer.” The soldier saluted and left the tent.

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The general laughed softly. “You have a soldier’s spirit but you are delusional. You don’t see the wider picture like an officer. Your king is dead. The kingdom will be ours with just one or two more battles. That prince you have so much faith in is on the run. He at least is smart enough to see the big picture. The war is already lost for him and you.” He had to assume the prince was just trying to live at this point. Maybe find another court that would shelter him. Though he had no hope of finding an ally strong enough to fight Vanoria. ”You will not be free. Understand, both you and your sister belong to me now. I can do absolutely anything I want with both of you. The longer it takes you two to learn that, the more painful it will be for both you. I WILL teach you both to call me master.” Lilana looked to her sister, too scared to dare say anything. He gestured to the back, to his sleeping area. “Let’s get them secured first.” The soldiers followed him, escorting the two girls to the back. To the side of the bed, there was a pole dug into the ground, several chains hanging from it. Two of the chains were lifted and metal collars were locked around the necks of both girls, and both were forced to their knees. “Kneel to your master, slaves.” One of the soldiers said, as they were pushed down.

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