The morning after the ceremony and the after-ceremony celebration, the three new sluts lay in their king-sized bed, not daring to move.
"Fuck, I'm sore," Katie moaned. The sunlight was streaming in the window of their room, but none of them was in a hurry to get up, even if it meant missing breakfast.
"Any idea how many men fucked each of us?" Susie asked while trying not to move.
"No idea," Toni responded, "but I think many of them waited to recover to move on to the next of us."
"I wouldn't be surprised if each of us fucked the entire Haven male population," Katie offered.
Katie sat up, finally. She looked at her Susie and pinched a nipple. "Why is your nipple erect?" she asked.
"Same reason as yours is, Mom," Susie replied. "We're sluts. Haven sluts. It's what we are … horny … always horny."
"Come on," Katie said, "shower time. We have a meeting with Kevin to inspect our tattoos."
* * * *
"How are our new Haven sluts doing this morning?" Kevin asked cheerily.
"Sore," Toni said plainly.
Susie added, "You were there … and thank you for a great fuck, by the way."
He laughed. "You all are amazing sluts. I was there, obviously, but left much earlier than you, and you were still being fucked with groups of more waiting."
"Which is why we're sore," Katie said.
"Okay," he said. "Let's go in back. Someone get up on the table." They followed him through a door where we found a table complete with stirrups. Susie jumped up first, put her feet into the stirrups, and Kevin spread them wide. Toni and Katie stood behind Kevin as he examined her open, red, and somewhat puffy cunt. He touched it softly and put a finger inside. The slut still sighed and moaned, Katie noted with amusement.
He went to a cabinet and came back with a small jar of cream. He opened the top, dipped a finger in, and spread the cream over her cunt. One by one, it was repeated. He then gave Katie the small jar. "Apply this to your cunts every couple of hours. It's a local plus something to increase the healing process." She looked at the jar, which didn't contain ingredients or a manufacturer's label. "It's a remedy used by a tribe in Central America. Very effective," he offered to answer the obvious question.
Somehow, Katie wasn't surprised. Haven seemed to be on the cutting edge of things. At least things associated with sluts and sex.
Kevin inspected their tattoos and said they were healing well. He left the dressing off but gave them another cream to spread over the area.
"As long as we're here … you want to fuck one of us?" Toni asked hopefully.
"Wow, you know I would love to, but I have another appointment in minutes."
As they walked out of his building, "You really want to get fucked?" Katie asked.
"We're sore, Mom, but not that sore," came Toni back. "Besides, I can already feel that cream Kevin spread on our cunts is working."
Katie smiled. Kevin's fingers were so gentle as he examined them and then spread the cream over each of their cunts. And, yeah, she was horny, too. "The maintenance building is that way," she said, pointing. "Let's see what happens. Just curious, you know?"
"Right, Mom, just curious," Susie shot back with an eager smile. "I just hope there are at least three guys there, if there are any."
They started walking down the service path from the commons area. They only knew about the maintenance and other facilities buildings because of the video tour of Haven. They'd never actually seen it, or most of the island, for that matter. How Haven worked and what happened at Haven was still a big mystery. And, she figured, mysteries can be solved by looking and asking.
"Mom, I've been wondering about something," Susie began. Toni came in closer as they walked. If there was ever anything discussed about Haven or sex in general, it pulled them all in. They shared everything, all information, curiosities, ideas, desires, and, of course, their bodies. "Haven is a safe place for us … you know, abused women." Katie nodded. "You ever wonder why every abused woman is a slut? I mean, we even had training with Steven to be better sluts, right?"
"Complaining?" Katie asked.
"Hell no," she replied quickly. Toni just as quickly responded, too.
"In fact, I have wondered about that, too. It could just be to thank all the Haven men who are here to keep us safe and provide for us." Katie stopped. She looked around. The island was basically covered in thick growth of trees, brush, and natural flowering plants. It was a beautiful location. And, not visible from any shore, it seemed completely safe and private, especially with the constant security presence Haven provided.
"You don't sound convinced about that explanation, Mom," Toni commented.
"Hmmm … let me ask you guys something. Honestly, just us being out in the middle of nowhere and nobody else, how do you feel about being Haven sluts?" She asked very seriously.
"Hell, Mom, I love being a Haven slut," Susie replied.
"I don't know why they say we've become such good sluts, Mom, but I really believe we are. I don't think Steven and Kevin are just making us feel good about that," Toni added. "You should do what you're good at, right? And, we're really, really good sluts, apparently."
"So, Mom, what are you thinking? How do you feel about being a Haven slut?"
Katie smiled. She looked at her two daughters standing with her on a service road, completely naked except for sandals, collars with their slut names, and a tattoo on their lower backs that confirmed they were sluts with the word SLUT. She was honestly so happy, content, and proud. "I love it. I'm proud to be a Haven slut, and especially so to be able to share it with my girls." They had a hug, another of so many.
"But …" Susie added. "I sense a 'but'."
"No, not 'but' really. I share the same curiosity that you have been feeling. We figured there are 14 sluts here before us, right?" They nodded. Their curiosity about life at Haven had them discussing all sorts of things. "And, based on our little celebration last night … Matthew said all available Haven men were present … there might be …"
Toni injected, "I tried counting once when I went to get something to drink and came up with 21 guys. It was late, so I don't know if Steven, Matthew, and Kevin were still there or not. They left early after fucking us."
"Okay, so maybe 24 guys plus whoever might have been on security." They nodded. Then, she nodded in thought. "Yeah, it does seem like a lot of sluts for just taking care of the Haven men."
Toni added, "Yeah, thinking of it that way. I mean, three more like us and we'd have them covered."
"Seriously," Susie challenged, "you'd want a steady diet of last night?"
"No, but last night was special," Toni shot back.
"So, Mom, what would that mean?"
"I think the answer is in what our minds tell us." They looked at her, confused. "What is a Haven slut? Why are we naked?"
Immediately, they chimed in with the mantra, "We're naked to entice men to want to fuck us and to make it easy for them to touch us, probe us, and fuck us."
"Yes, that's why we are naked, what are we?" she pushed.
They immediately chimed in with the rest, like it was a well-repeated prayer. She could have responded word-for-word with them. And did silently. "Haven sluts like to fuck Haven men; Haven sluts need to fuck Haven men; Haven sluts desire to fuck Haven men; it is a Haven slut's purpose to fuck any Haven man and other man presented to her; Haven sluts desire to be used in any way that is safe and not harmful; Haven sluts will fuck in private or public; Haven sluts prefer being naked regardless of who is with them or how they are dressed."
"Do you see now?" she asked.
"Wow, Mom, you got it. A Haven slut's purpose is 'to fuck any Haven man and other men presented to her'. 'Any other man'."
Katie nodded. "I think there are so many sluts because …" and she stopped for them to come to it, too.
"Other men come here. Just for us sluts, you think?"
She shrugged. "Now, what are you and what do you desire?"
They smiled. "Yeah," Susie replied, "yeah, so ... what? We're Haven sluts and we desire to be fucked."
Toni giggled, "Haven man or otherwise, our purpose and desire is to fuck them. Mom?"
"Absolutely."
They continued down the service road until they turned a bend and spotted a large building with garage doors for vehicles and men busy in front of them. Naturally, it wasn't long before the appearance of three naked sluts walking toward them brought all activity to a halt.
As they came within comfortable recognition distance (the men of them), "What a pleasant surprise to see you three here. After the celebration yesterday, I wouldn't have been surprised if you just rested today."
"Oh, you can't keep a good slut down," Katie cheerfully responded.
"Actually, Mom, you can if there are enough cocks," Susie countered. In any other life, that would have warranted a reproach from her mother. Instead, Katie just shrugged and nodded in agreement.
The guy shook his head, "You three are different, that's for sure. So, what brings you out this way? This isn't exactly on the way to anyplace."
"We're exploring," Toni entered the discussion. "Now that we're officially Haven sluts, complete with tattoos, we thought we'd see more of the island."
"Or," Katie inserted to the real point, "if you guys are close to a break, we could postpone our exploration for another time."
"A break?" he repeated, then, "ohhhh … yeah …" he turned to the open garage door, "hey, boss, I think it's time for a break," he called out loudly.
The unhappy voice came out before the boss became visible. "What the hell are you talking about, a break already?" And then he saw the women. "Well, I'll be …" and he called over his shoulder into the garage door, "break time. Out here, now."
In a minute, there were six guys in front of them, all staring at the unlikely sight of three naked sluts at their place of work. "Or, was I being presumptive?" the crew boss asked.
"Not presumptive at all," Katie said. "Are you saying other sluts don't wander down to say, hi, and be friendly?"
"Say 'hi'. Be friendly. Good one. No, they don't."
"Well, we're glad to be the ones to break up your workday, then."
The guys were spread out before them and, as if by some signal, the three women moved to two men in the line. Katie stepped up to her two and kissed them deeply. She took their hands and put them into her naked body, which got them going on their own. In short order, hands were roaming over her body, her tits, ass, and soon her wet cunt.
"Damn," one exclaimed, "you're already wet."
"Oh, sir," Katie smiled, "the three of us seem to always be wet and ready."
She never even made it into the building. She was led to an electric cart they were working on and bent over the back compartment used for carrying equipment and supplies. She braced herself with her hands on the bottom of the compartment and spread her legs wide. She guessed the guys already knew they didn't need stimulation because they immediately put her into position for fucking from behind.
She heard the rustling of shorts being opened and dropping, and feet shuffling in the dirt to her. Hands grabbed her hips, and a cock head was pressed against her still red cunt. Thank you, Kevin, for the miracle cream because the cock part her lips and entered her cunt without much pain.
Outside, naked, and being fucked. Yes, she loves her new life.
The cock was thrust deep, and she began pushing her hips back to meet it. She clenched her cunt muscles and took him deep. Thrust after thrust, he fucked hard and deep. He leaned onto her back to free up both hands to wrap one around her hips to stroke her clit while the other grasped a swinging tit.
"Fuck yesssss," she cried out. "You fuck … so good," she encouraged him, "fuck me … fuck me like that … hard … deep," she moaned.
He fucked her on and on … then his cock was gone … She wanted to scream, but before she could, another cock slammed into her cunt. They were tag-teaming her! Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes. This man fucked with the same energy and force. He held onto her hips to pound at her, but there were still hands on her tits. This one fucked her long, too. Her stimulation was racing, and an orgasm was rushing to explode when this one was gone, too. Not for long, though. Immediately, it seemed, the first cock slammed back in. She exploded in orgasm. She shook, her knees becoming weak, she sagged over the edge of the compartment as the fucking continued while she moaned and gasped and cried out in release of the orgasm.
Her spasming cunt must have done it as the cock inside her erupted, cum shooting into her spasming cunt. Then it was gone again. The second cock returned. Her orgasm was just ebbing when it slammed deep and powerfully into her still spasming cunt. He fucked her hard, fast, and urgently. When she felt him pulse, too, she matched him in another orgasm.
She was just recovering and leaning against the cart when Toni appeared in the open garage door. She stumbled a step, stopped, caught herself, and smiled. Katie noted the cum leaking from her cunt onto the insides of her thighs. Toni came to her and sagged into her arms. "Feeling better, Mom?" she asked with a giggle.
"Oh, yes," Katie replied, "very much better." That was when Susie wandered out the door as if she had to find her bearings.
She came to them giggling, "I love being a Haven slut," she softly said.
They hugged and turned to leave, waving to the guys. "Come back anytime," Katie heard yelled to them. "Maybe next time we'll give you a tour, too."
A tour of the maintenance building? They got what they wanted. They'd come back for more fucks, though.
* * * *
"Good morning, sluts," Steven called out as they entered the fitness area of his training facility.
"Good morning, sir," they cheerily chimed back in one voice.
"And how was the Maintenance Building?"
"How …?" Katie stammered.
"All managers, supervisors, and team leaders must fill out a short daily report about any unresolved problems, issues, or interesting events. The manager at the Maintenance Building thought three sluts appearing at his building to be an interesting enough event ot note."
The girls giggled, but Katie asked seriously, "That wasn't a problem, was it, sir?"
"Three sluts fucking six workers on their break? No, not a problem. Interesting, but not a problem. May I ask what you were doing out there?"
"We're official Haven sluts now, sir," Katie said. "We thought we would wander and discover. You said the island was ours to enjoy."
"Really, though, Mom thought we might get fucked there," Susie offered a bit too much with a giggle.
"That reminds me," Katie said, changing the subject, "it was a bit of a walk in sandals on a dirt cart path, and we got to talking. Some things don't seem to add up here at Haven." They went on detailing their discussion and offering reasons for their conclusion. "So," Katie continued at the end, "we would like to know why we weren't told about these 'guests' that come onto the island."
He watched them carefully. Katie could see he wasn't sure if he should be concerned or not. "Okay, I'll tell you. These 'guests', as you refer to them, are restricted to a part of the island and not allowed where we live. It is something we don't tell sluts until they have settled into the process and full control. Then, those sluts who can handle it are shared with those men. The men come for a day or several days. Some travel a distance to come here. They come for the sluts." He continued to watch and gauge their reactions. Katie thought they were playing it as very good poker players. They had talked about that approach to see if it encouraged him to talk more. It seemed to be working.
"Look," he continued, "okay, you're right, right about all of it. That's why we have so many sluts. Okay? Listen … seriously, is this going to be an issue?"
The girls and Katie looked at each other. She knew they were deferring to her. That's what happens in a family. "What do you mean by issue?" Katie asked.
"I mean, you're being here, being Haven sluts? Is this going to cause a problem?"
"I don't understand," Katie said. "All we wanted was to be included. We were offended that 'other men' weren't being given to us." She squinted at him. "What? You thought … Steven, I thought you knew us. We're Haven sluts. Through and through. We felt offended. I thought we proved we were Haven sluts. Didn't yesterday show you anything? And that was after we had our discussion. All we want is to help Haven. We felt left out and didn't understand why."
He held up his hands as if in surrender. "Okay, sorry … so, we're good?" Katie nodded. "Then, let's get on with your fitness routine. I have something different in mind for today." She could clearly see he was relieved to be past that discussion. He grabbed a plastic bag and handed out butt-plugs, gel lubricant, and Lush vibrators. They looked at them. We understood the use, of course, just not in a fitness application.
They helped each other, particularly with the butt-plugs. The plugs were medium-sized, but nothing they couldn't handle after getting anally fucked now, too. With the Lush vibrators in their cunts, the wand protruding noticeably, they looked to him for directions.
"Muscle confusion," he said. "After a time, a person gets used to the motion of lifting weights or using a machine. You become focused entirely on moving the weight and more and more weight. When something is introduced to strip part of your focus away from an activity, you have to focus harder on what you are doing."
"What better diversion for sluts than vibrators?" Toni asked.
He smiled. Good to see you again. "I thought it would be interesting. I'll keep a close watch, especially when you have weights above you in case … you know … you orgasm and lose control. And, knowing you three, you'll orgasm." The three of them shared a look with big smiles.
* * * *
"What do you mean, it's not a problem?" Matthew again questioned.
Steven was explaining the discussion about being left out of being used by the 'guests' and the activity at the Maintenance Building. "Just that," Steven emphatically said. "I was nervous as hell at first, too. The men coming here for sluts aren't really a secret, but it is something we keep close until the sluts are well integrated into Haven programming. All sluts go through the programming. All have the same messaging to convince them their purpose is to fuck Haven men and 'other men presented to them'. Those were the words Slut Katie and her daughters focused on. 'Other men'. That and why are there so many sluts just to fuck Haven men?"
"It sounds like these three might need more programming," Matthew threw out.
Kevin shook his head, "Maybe once we know where they are going, but as far as being here, no. I agree with Steven. We had a similar discussion only days ago. These three are unique. Something about their brains … not sure exactly how to think about it … the programming has them Haven sluts, no question. Unlike the other sluts, they somehow still held onto a part of their function we thought should be erased or dulled in the process."
Steven was nodding, "You have to factor in that not all sluts get comfortable with everything in the programming. Anal, for instance, just isn't accepted by most. Deep-throat not by any until these three. There is a percentage that were never comfortable with being used by 'other' men despite the programming, but were very accepting of Haven men."
"So, the science isn't perfect," Matthew uttered.
Steven laughed, "It's hardly even science. It's hardly even a validated theory. It's good theory, but working with the brain …"
"Yeah, but this independent thinking …" Matthew began again.
"I don't see the danger," Kevin interrupted. They looked at him. "We continue on as we would. We agree these three are the best sluts we've had and will do anything. They have demonstrated that. They have more rationality remaining, but that hasn't impacted their eagerness and willingness to be sluts. We move forward with them faster than any of the others. Put them on the block and they become someone else's problem, if they will be a problem. We've been walking a tightrope with this enterprise. Fraudulently tricking abused women here and then using mind control to turn them into sluts … talk about a scandal. And then selling those we could? We've kept up the front with sluts waiting for when we were sure we had one that could adapt to being sold into a different situation. Maybe we've just been very lucky so far. I mean, none of the sluts question that sluts go to the 'Lodge' and soon are gone? Those sluts were certainly dumbed down to barely thinking. These three? I don't know that more programming does anything more. I think a bit more programming after we know if they would be candidates should be the plan. Do programming that targets the new slut condition as needed."
"Yes, maybe." Matthew continued, "I think these sluts are right about one thing, though. We've got too many sluts on the island. We need to consider that. And maybe some of these women are too damaged to adapt fully to what we are trying to program them for. I think after these three are gone and we can breathe, we need to put more analysis into the operation. Maybe we can release some back into society. Maybe a de-programming effort?"
Matthew was still nervous, "Slut Katie is the mother. Are the other two just following her, or will they become a problem?"
Steven said, "No … in fact, it was Slut Toni who started the particular conversation. She questioned why there were so many sluts here. It's another anomaly that will confound us, but the three of them … it's like they are like-minded. It's sometimes found in identical twins, but these two are fraternal, separate eggs. And it's not found with the mother. I think it came from the programming, maybe some common experience or bonded purpose."
"The abuser father," Kevin inserted. "They are the first family to come here."
"Maybe," Steven added, "but the point is, I'm convinced they are fully, completely Haven sluts AND they are aware enough to be sluts and still do so rationally. I'm convinced they'll accept wherever they come with some added programming targeting the purpose they will have wherever they go."
"I have to tell you, though," Kevin added, "I would personally hate losing those three. They are really good fucks."