You Won&#x27;t Break Me

Oh, you’re funny. I think I’m definitely going to want some time with you.

Oh boy. I can’t wait. I don’t know if I’ve ever looked forward to anything more. Just so you know, the last guy who made an appointment I didn’t want ended up being unable to fuck anything for a few weeks. He’s gone now.

You’re pretty, you’re a boy. This place has slaves? Awesome. What about me?

Older than you, kiddo. And yeah. It’s awesome. I was gonna ask how you ended up here, but I worked it out.

Girl after my own heart, I’ll have to track her down. So what about you, pretty boy? What’s your story?

Pretty boy? The name’s Drew. I’m one of the slaves here. Welcome and all that jazz. What about you?

Yeah? Chicks don’t normally do it for me, but if she’s like me, maybe I can make an exception.

When she arrived, that was pretty much exactly what she said.

submissivecare-1

Nice to meet you. I’m Penelope.

Well I mean there’s the long version of why and the short version which is I didn’t find a claim and this place looked more fun than any of the others I’d found.

#tommyxeastman #//we love

That’s as good a reason as any, I guess. Did it live up to expectations?

#penelope

everlasting-unicorn

🔺 Drew + Red

Kitchi Makkapitew, couldn’t ask for a better big bro.

@numquamvictus

So, guess I’m the new boy. I’m Mason Wilcox, Dominant. Let the worshiping commence.

There’s this chick called Morgan you need to meet immediately.

submissivecare-1

That’s understandable. And yeah, I’m new.

Welcome to Orenda, then. I’m trying to think up some smart name for it. Anyway, I’m Drew, one of the slaves here, as I guess you worked out. How’d you end up here?

#penelope

submissivecare-1

I’m sure that that doesn’t really bring up great memories then…

Nah, not really. I don’t mind so much, but some of the others are... a bit more sensitive to it. You new, kid? I don’t recognise you.

#penelope

PM: I know, just…don’t say that.

PM: But what’s the point in fighting? It doesn’t get you anything. It sure as shit won’t get you any freedom, big brother.

PM: Why not? No point lying to ourselves about it.

PM: Then why am I the one with someone coming for me at the end of this? And my previous owners gave me pretty much all the freedom I wanted, so long as I fought for them, which I wanted to do anyway.

PM: Don’t say shit like that.

PM: I might as well have. It’s my own fault I didn’t find a claim in time. But what does it matter, what we deserve? We’re still at the bottom of the food chain.

PM: That’s what happens to slaves who can’t be controlled. I hate my trainer but I owe him my life.

PM: Knowing you deserve it makes all the difference. Like I said, if you quit fighting and accept all the shit people say about slaves then you may as well give the fuck up. You’re a good kid. You don’t need to blame yourself for what happened.

PM: I don’t…think I really have in me to kill anyone. You saw how submissive I can get, imagine what I was like when I got to indulge that side of me whenever I wanted. That subspace switch seems to be a pretty important thing, though, or I’m guessing you wouldn’t be standing right now, however many years later.

PM: I hurt two people, by becoming a slave.

PM: Yeah, most people aren’t cut out to be murderers. And yeah, I’d have been sold off to one of those human testing labs or some shit.

PM: You didn’t do that on purpose. My point is, we’re judged by our actions, and unless you did something real shitty, then you still deserve more than you got.

PM: I don’t know about killing, but I agree with the sentiment. I went in like that, and it didn’t end well. I’d never known pain like it.

PM: Tell me what I’m worth then, Drew. Because I don’t see it. There’s two people in this world that love me, and they probably think I’m dead by now.

PM: Well, I’m guessing we grew up a bit differently. And yeah, pain never really worked that well on me. My Master figured that out real quick, though. Thing is, I don’t break easy. I stopped trying to kill everyone, and I’ve got a magical subspace switch so I don’t hurt anyone in-scene and I’m a decent slave or whatever, but that’s all he could do in the three years he got.

PM: Why would you not be worthy of love, kid? Did you do anything not to deserve it? Hurt someone?

PM: I had that kind of attitude, for about the first year of my slavery. My first owner really didn’t like it.

PM: See, I had the attitude of “I’m gonna kill you the first chance I get”. My Master didn’t like that much either. He trained me out of that, and then into being the perfect slave or whatever, but he never managed to crush me enough to make me stop fighting.

PM: And honestly, if you really think that you’re not worth anything, then you may as well give the fuck up now.

PM: I don’t want to piss you off, because you’re like one of the few people here who’s really on my side. But…how can you say we’re still people, when we’ve had every single right stripped away?

PM: I was arrested when I was 17. From then on I basically didn’t have any rights. I’ve never needed em. I take what I’m strong enough to take, and what I’m not, I don’t get. They can’t stop us wanting shit, they can’t stop us feeling, and no matter if we don’t have the right to do whatever, doesn’t mean we can’t do it.