The Cunt Copier

Title: The Cunt Copier

Summary: A time traveller from the future uses his advanced technology to duplicate young girls from the present. He enslaves the copied preteens for his sexual amusement.

Keywords: ped, Mg(6-12), Mb, MF, bg, ScFi, md, ds, bd, ws, va, slavery, humil, weird, sad, tor

Author: Bernd Lauert

Disclaimer: This is fiction. All characters and events are imaginary. It contains hardcore child sex and existential topics that may be unsettling to some. Read or avoid at your own discretion.

Author's Note: This story contains a lot of sci-fi and characters talking things out. It's very heavy on the dialogue, so be warned. Try searching for +++ in order to cherry-pick the most perverted or sexual scenes only. This way it will simply be a small collage of dom-sub pedo scenes in a weird setting and with moderate pacing. Reading the whole story is only recommended for perverted lexivores who enjoy sci-fi tropes like time travel, person copying and speculative technology as well as fantasies of schoolgirl enslavement and sluttification. And you'll need a high tolerance for lengthy dialogue or else it will annoy you. Also note that some of the content is shota, but most of it is loli.

The Cunt Copier

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When Prof. Norron spotted young Melinda walking home from school, he knew he had hit the jackpot. She was walking on the other side of the street, so he passed over to her side before she was near. This way he could get close to her without raising suspicion.

She was a handsome slender schoolgirl, wearing a neat white button-up shirt and a short skirt that went just above her knees, showing off most of her legs. Her light brown hair was in two pigtails that made her look even younger and emphasized her large forehead.

He didn't say hi or even look at the 11-year-old beauty; instead he feigned exaggerated interest in the bakery on her side of the street. But the very second she was next to him, he pushed a button in the pocket of his jacket.

Nothing seemed to happen. Melinda walked onward in a fast pace without taking note of him, to get home and eat lunch. Prof. Norron entered the bakery, bought some chocolate cake and walked back home again as well.

Fast and easy. Melinda had been a lucky coincidence today. He had expected to walk around a while, perhaps go on a short trip and casually look for new boys and girls to scan. But the professor had had his eye on this particular loli kitten for some time now. He had seen her in this neighborhood a couple times and spied on her with his spy drones. He just hadn't gotten close enough to her before.

And now she was his. As he unlocked the door to his apartment, Norron's cock was already hard in his pants imagining all the things he would do to the brunette little slut.

He locked his apartment door behind him and ditched the keys on the table next to it. To any visitor, the apartment looked very small, clean and almost bare. It was not much to live in, a very poor man's home.

But it wasn't Norron's true home at all. It was just a front, one of several he had rented on Earth for convenience. Cake still in hand, he opened a cupboard, stepped in, closed it behind him and mumbled the activation sequence of a hidden teleporter. A short moment later, he materialized on the moon. More precisely, in his secret lair below the moon's surface, hidden under 5 kilometers of regolith.

The lair was luxuriously spaceous, extremely stylish and fitted with artificial gravity inducers to give it an Earth-like feel. The air was always fresh, with perfect temperature and moisture. This was his personal kingdom, undisturbed and unchallenged, the privilege of a lone time-traveller with technology unmatched in 2018.

Whistling joyfully, the professor walked up to an empty spherical cage 5 meters in diameter, partially embedded in the floor, and activated a terminal next to it. He ran a few diagnostics on the scan he had made. Then he injected himself with a small biomarker for his security system's benefit, to distinguish himself from his own copies.

"Instantiate latest scan", he finally ordered.

A shimmer of gleaming light rippled through the cage's interior. A split-second later, it was no longer empty. The lower part of the cage that had made a hole in the floor was now suddenly filled with concrete. It was an exact replica of the sidewalk where he had passed Melinda earlier and pushed the button in his pocket.

A second Professor Norron materialized right in the center of the cage, blinking only momentarily to adjust to the light.

The main prize, however, was slender little Melinda who had materialized next to him. She was still walking in her fast pace to get home and eat lunch, with her schoolbag still on her back. Unaware of the situation at first, she almost walked into the cage's bars, yelling in surprise and opening her beautiful brown eyes wide.

A cut-off part of a parked car had also materialized at the side of the cage and immediately slid down the thin metal bars onto the floor. The same happened with a small chunk of wall from the bakery on the other side.

"Hello, copy", Norron said to the second Norron in the cage. "And hello, Melinda."

"Hello, original", said the professor in the cage.

Melinda stared at them both with big eyes.

"What happened? Where are we?"

"My name is Professor Norron. We are inside the moon. I'll explain everything to you over chocolate cake."

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"What do you mean, I'm a copy?"

Melinda was both intruiged and confused. She was astonished by the place and the twin professors who said they were from the future. It all looked so futuristic with its white interior and some gadgets that were clearly robotic.

The most astonishing thing had happened when Norron placed the newly bought chocolate cake into a small scanner and then replicated it two times. Now they were eating the copies with some hot cocoa, also replicated. They were quite delicious. Melinda felt reminded of the replicators in Star Trek, but the full implication of this technology was just beginning to dawn on her.

"I bought one piece of cake. Yet all three of us are eating a full piece. What does that tell you?"

"You replicated it."

"Exactly. I made two copies. Now look at the man to your right."

The copied professor smiled at her and gently rubbed her shoulder through her shirt. It made her feel uncomfortable.

"I am a copy of the professor. He made a scan of himself this morning when he was standing next to you on the street."

"Oh my god. You're like the cake? Replicated?"

"Yes. Now look at this. This is live footage from Earth, taken with a small spy drone."

He activated a video projection on the white wall in front of them. From Melinda's backyard, as it was visible from the street. There she was, playing with her friend after lunch. What she was going to do. The same short skirt and button-up shirt she was wearing. They made drawings, the Melinda in the stream was continuing a picture she had begun yesterday. It was her, but not her. It was who she would have been if she had returned from school today. The real Melinda.

Copy Melinda watched the original one for a minute, with a strangely numb feeling. She didn't know what to feel. She thought she should be angry or perhaps cry. Or beg to go home. But instead...

"How does it work?"

The professors looked at each other, raising their eyebrows in mild surprise at her question. Most kids took much longer to comprehend their situation. The original Norron answered.

"Every particle in your body is really just an excitation in a quantum field, an energy state. You just have to know how much energy goes into each place. You can't measure that directly, but it leaves an imprint in a background field. Think of it as a shadow just outside the universe. You scan that shadow and save the data, like a picture with pixels, but in 3D and with some extra parameters. Then you just take raw energy and put it into the right form. This is what the cage does. I call it the Cunt Copier."

Both professors chuckled.

"That's not very nice", Melinda protested, but without much emotion.

"We're not very nice people."

"Why did you do this? My parents will freak when they see a second Melinda come home!"

"Why did we copy the chocolate cake?"

"To eat it?"

"That's right. There's only one thing I love more than cake, and that's little girls."

"You want to eat me?"

"No, of course not... actually, maybe. Sometimes. Mostly it will be the other way around."

Both professors looked at each other and chuckled. Melinda felt it sounded very dirty. Her heart sank.

"Oh god, you're going to rape me, aren't you?"

She looked from left to right, at them both, in fear. Real concern was on her cute, handsome face. She nervously looked around for any help or way to defend herself if necessary. It didn't look very promising.

"We could, and we would enjoy it. And yes, we intend to fuck you. We want to have sex with you in all kinds of dirty ways. That's the purpose of your existence."

"But we will give you a choice", interjected the other professor. "You see, there's supposed to be only one Melinda. You can see she's already home, safe and sound. We didn't kidnap her. We copied her, creating you. We gave you a second life. But that comes with conditions."

Melinda's heart beat fast in her chest. Her 11-year-old face looked so cute as she looked back and forth between them, trying to understand what they were saying, while at the same time considering her best options how to deal with the threat they represented.

"What conditions?" Her voice was very nervous and meek.

"We already told you. The purpose of your existence is sex. Real Melinda has her normal life at home. Copy Melinda was made for fucking. You can say no, but then your existence no longer has a purpose."

She looked at the original professor with big eyes.

"If I say no, you'll kill me??"

"We prefer to think of it as undoing your creation. The Cunt Copier not only replicates the things we scanned, it also erases what's inside when it is activated. The same process that made you, can unmake you. It's 100% painless."

Melinda nervously licked her lips.

"You are not the first kid we copied. There are many others in this base. And there were many more we've already erased again."

"We don't need you to like us. But we need you to understand our interests. We want to have sex with children. Schoolgirls like you are the yummiest thing in the world."

"Yummier than chocolate cake even", agreed the copied professor.

"Although not by much", added the other professor.

Both chuckled.

"The problem is, we can't ask the kids for their opinion before we copy them. No one on Earth is supposed to know this base even exists. So we can only explain all this to you after we made the copy. At that point, you're already in existence. So we give you a choice: Reject our offer, and we will simply undo your creation again. As we said, it's 100% painless. Accept our offer, and we will have nasty, dirty sex with you - whether you like it or not. Either way, the original is left alone and continues her happy little life on Earth. The real Melinda will remain clueless and unharmed, no matter what you decide."

Copy Melinda stared at the live footage of the original Melinda for a silent moment, sitting with her friend on Earth. Seeing herself from the outside in real time, it felt so strange.

"I am never going home, am I?"

"It depends how you look at it. As you can see, the original you is already home. Copy you was made here on the moon less than two hours ago. In a way, you could say you are at home here. But as I said, it will be a temporary and very sexual life. And it will take place only here in this base. You can't go visit Earth. You said it yourself, people would freak."

She looked at him with a sad expression on her young face.

"We didn't take anything away from you", emphasized the professor to her left, almost defensively. "We gave you a bonus existence. In addition to your original one. Just a temporary one. And with dirty, nasty sex with old men. Better than nothing, right?"

Tears were welling up in her brown eyes. The original professor took her in his arms and hugged her tight.

"Hey hey hey, no need to cry. You don't have to do it if you don't want to. That's it, deep breaths. It's okay if you want to say no. Many kids do. I always respect that. You will still have your full life as real Melinda. It's just that copy Melinda... well... she was made..."

"...for fucking." Both professors finished at once, grinning at each other.

"Would you like us to erase you now? Undo your creation? That way, you don't have to have sex with us at all. At least you got free chocolate cake."

She shook her head, silently.

The old man got up from the couch, made another replica of the same piece of cake and handed it to her, with a new cup of cocoa. Copy Melinda took it, brushed a singular tear off her cheek and took a bite of the delicious brown pastry. Unlike real Melinda, she hadn't had lunch after school.

"I will be erased soon as well", said the copied professor. "My copies are only an accident. When I scan a kid I want to fuck, I have to push the button. That means I'm also inside the scan. So every time I copy a kid, I also make a copy of myself as a byproduct. I don't mind that it's temporary, I eat some food, have some sex, and then get erased again. The erasal is instantaneous, you don't feel a thing. There's nothing to cry about, sweetie."

Melinda nodded bravely and took another bite. Free chocolate cake on the moon for Melinda. The original would never even know. It was such a strange idea, but it made a weird kind of sense to the young girl.

"If I do everything you tell me to do, how long until you erase me anyway?"

She had not forgotten the 'temporary' part of the deal. Norron shrugged.

"You're a very cute and sexy kid. Hotter than most. I'd say it depends on your talent and obedience. I haven't seen your cunt yet either, I have yet to judge how much I like your body."

"Actually..." interrupted the other professor. They gave knowing looks to each other. Melinda had no idea why.

"In your case, we have a feeling you'll probably stick around for at least a little while. Some kids refuse to have sex and we erase them right away. Others get fucked a bit, but we don't like them enough or they are too unhappy here. Those get erased within a week or two. Some of the best kids become sex slaves for years. Some of them are very happy here. When they get too old, they sometimes petition me to make a new copy of their scan, from when they were younger. But I erase them all eventually."

"Isn't that against the law? Murdering people?"

"Sex with 11-year-olds is also against your laws. And yet I do it all the time. It's not like the police patrol here. But I don't think of what I'm doing as murder. After all, the original people are completely fine. I merely erase the copies I make. If I couldn't do that, I wouldn't have a reason to create them in the first place, and then they wouldn't be alive either."

Melinda opened her mouth to argue, but she couldn't come up with anything clever. She really couldn't blame him for making her. If he hadn't, she wouldn't exist at all. He hadn't even made her suffer like a baby did when it was forced through a birth canal during normal birth. He had made her painlessly and given her an honest choice right away. And if the whole erasal thing was also as painless as he promised, she really didn't have anything solid to complain about.

It was so confusing! He basically told her that he planned to kill her unless she agreed to fuck him. That sounded like a terrible crime! And yet she couldn't really blame him for making her worse off, because he really hadn't. It's not like he kidnapped her. She was just a copy. Melinda closed her mouth again in frustration, frowning. She was a smart kid, but she was only 11, it's not like she had a PhD in existential philosophy or whatever the hell it was called!

"You can choose to stick around as a sex slave for a while and later still change your mind. You can always tell us to erase you, and we will respect that decision. You'll never be forced to suffer here against your will."

Copy Melinda stared at him, chewing silently on delicious cake. Her little brain was working feversihly, trying to come up with the best strategy to cope with this absurdity. This was all so crazy!

But at the same time, her decision wasn't really rocket science. They wouldn't just let her go home, that much was certain. And the success probabilities for an 11-year-old girl to escape from this kind of facility were next to nothing. She was a temporary copy, carelessly made for their sexual amusement. They clearly had done this before, to other kids, and they would probably do it again. That implied she was utterly replaceable to them.

The choice she had was super simple.

+++

Melinda put the plate away, got up and took all her clothes off right in front of the leering two old guys. She unbuttoned her white shirt, revealing her naked small shoulders, then her almost flat chest. She slipped out of her shoes, then her short skirt. Next followed her socks, and then finally her pink panties.

It all felt so unreal, as she peeled off layer after layer of schoolgirl attire from her slender sexy body. Her light-brown hair was in two pigtails, which made her look even more like the young schoolgirl she was. Her breasts were just at the very beginning of their formation, barely in existence. Her skin was soft and smooth, her arms and legs just the right kind of loli-slender.

Once she was completely naked, she spread her legs wide for them and presented her preteen pussy to them. It was completely hairless and very appealing.

"You said you didn't know if my cunt is pretty enough to keep me around for a while. I really hope it is!"

The two professors exchanged a quick look, grinning at each other. Then their eyes were glued to the little girl's bared 11-year-old vagina again.

"Yes, this will do. You're clearly a smart girl. I will test your sexual talent and obedience also. If they are good enough, you can earn some bonus lifetime for Melinda here on the moon with me. And remember, if you want to quit the deal, just tell me. I'll erase you, delete the scan and choose another kid who's more willing."

Melinda spread her legs even farther apart, for good measure.

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"I will give you a safe word now. You know what a safe word is?"

"Like, a combination?"

The Norrons stared at Melinda in confusion.

"What?"

"Like a combination, for a safe?"

One Norron sighed in exasperation, facepalming, the other laughed out loud.

"You kids should read more porn stories! No, a safe word is a concept from SM. We will give you a phrase you can say if you want to stop the sexual action. And if you say it, we will stop immediately. You can use it when things get too rough or you don't like what we are doing to your body."

"Oh, okay."

That sounded really useful. Melinda was getting her hopes up that she would be treated humanely.

"We will tell you your safe word now. Ready?"

"Uh-huh." The naked girl nodded her head yes.

"Okay, your safe word is, 'I want to be erased.'"

"You can also use other variants like, 'Please erase me now' or 'Please stop fucking me and erase me instead'."

Her heart sank. The professors both had big grins on their old faces.

"And if I use it, you'll erase me."

"Well, obviously. Pretty quickly, too. There won't be much discussion."

"And as long as I don't say the safe word..."

"We can do to you whatever the hell we want, and you must do everything we say. Always. Without exception. No arguing, no buts, no maybe, no limits, no nothing. That's the deal. We made you, we get to unmake you. If you ever disobey, that will happen very quickly. You can ask questions if you don't understand something or tell us if something hurts more than we probably intended. But we'll actually hurt you quite a bit on purpose sometimes as well. Sexual spankings and some such. Do you understand how the safe word works?"

"Yes. But..." She sighed in frustration.

"I know it's harsh. Normally people don't get killed when they use a safe word during sex. But you are just a copy, and we don't keep copied girls around if they don't do what we want them to do. If you're like some of our best kids, you'll get used to the sex very quickly. Some of them really like it here. Just think of it as a free vacation on the moon for Melinda. A sexual vacation she never knew she wanted to go on."

Both professors chuckled. Their leering gaze was wandering all over her exposed nimble body. Then they both got up and things suddenly got serious.

+++

"Well, let's get started, shall we?"

Melinda felt really scared now. She nervously licked her lips. Suddenly she felt four leathery old hands on her tender naked preteen skin, and her heart was racing in her chest. They roamed her body, took all liberties. Her thighs, her little beesting breasts, her labia and clitoral hood, her puckered little sphincter, her armpits, even her beautiful handsome face.

She had to take deep breaths not to faint. The young girl felt more nervous than she had ever felt before, but she couldn't deny there was a certain weird appeal to it, an erotic uniqueness she had never had before in her life. Wow, this was so weird! Certainly not what she was expecting when she went to school today!

Melinda knew about sex, she had even watched some porn before at her friend's house while both girls giggled childishly at the videos of blowjobs and made "ewww" faces at the bukkake videos. But this was different, gentler in a way, but also much more physical, and it was actually happening to her! She was the woman now, the naked woman with two old men all over her, and she was only 11!

And suddenly it hit her, she couldn't even say no, she had no right to stop these hands in their conquest of her sensitive nipples, clitty, asshole, armpits, no right to stop them from rubbing all over her face, opening all of her lips at will. Well, she could use the safe word, but then her existence was over.

'Melinda is not going to die', she reminded herself, 'I wasn't kidnapped, I am just a copy, and these are my creators...'

It was like being fondled by the leathery old hands of God, twin gods actually, her creators who gave her life. Life as a sex object, made only for fucking.

"Oh God..." she moaned as an old finger wormed itself between her pussy lips, only to be stifled by more fingers entering her mouth, sawing slowly in and out in a fucking motion, and then even more putting pressure against her little asshole until it gave way and she made the painful experience of an old man wriggling his index finger around inside her tight, inexperienced 11-year-old rectum, just at the entrance, but still.

And in that moment, when all these sensations coalesced, pooled together into an indistinguishable wave of intrusion and gentleness, she finally understood. Truly, really understood, in a way no words and explanations could have conveyed. She really was theirs, fully and completly theirs, a sex object owned by them, utterly at their mercy. Her only purpose for existence. She had been created by them, only for this. Her past memories were just a distraction. She wasn't the original Melinda, the little girl who went to school this morning. She was never there. She had always been here, a sex object. Copy Melinda, made only for fucking.

It continued for minutes on end. It felt like forever for Melinda. It began to overwhelm her more and more, the physicality of it, but also the full impact of her instinctive realization, the new intimate knowledge of her true place in the universe. As old man hands furiously rubbed her clit, violated her pussy and asshole and mouth, tweaked and pinched her nipples, and ran waves of sensation over all parts of her body, all over her naked skin, sweet innocent Melinda suddenly came, for the first time in her young life experiencing the intense sexual bliss of orgasm, panting and moaning and crying out loud around the old fingers fucking her mouth.

They held her up as her knees went weak, grinning at each other.

"Welcome to the moon, sex slave Melinda."

+++

Melinda was instructed to take a shower, and the narrow AI of the base showed her the way with small red arrows displayed on the white walls. Apparently the white surface was more of a dynamic display screen than a real wall.

"No, slave. Crawl on all fours." Her creator stopped her when she started walking in the nude in the right direction.

"When we want you to walk, we'll tell you. You'll crawl on all fours any other time."

It felt so humiliating, but also a little bit funny and playful, as the 11-year-old girl went down on all fours in the nude and started crawling away like an animal. She was acutely aware that they could see her wriggling little ass and pussy from behind. It took forever to reach her destination, she was really slow this way.

Then she took a piss and a shower in some kind of futuristic bathroom and was automatically dried with pleasant streams of hot air. She left her brown hair open and let it fall over her shoulders.

Then she returned to her creators, in the nude and crawling on the floor, of course.

The Norrons put a replicated slave collar on Melinda's slender neck and locked it tight with a little padlock. She realized she couldn't remove it, and that it was ever so slightly too tight for her. It choked her, but only a little bit, making her uncomfortable. When she pointed this out, Norron made it clear that it was on purpose.

"We'll take it off sometimes, but that's up to us, not you."

Melinda didn't like where this was going. How bad was life here going to be? Was it really better than not existing? How long until she would ask for erasal? Would she even have the courage to do that, if things got really unpleasant?

But at the same time something else happened. Her little nipples were hard and she felt a strange arousal between her legs again. Being naked for these men, having to crawl like an animal, being forced to wear this collar, being told that she had no choice, that only her creators could take it off... it was unpleasant, and she would rather be home like real Melinda, but the young girl had to admit that it did hold a certain proto-sexual fascination for her. It was a bit scary, but even that felt exciting. It was almost like a strange adventure game. In the nude. With old men who wanted to fuck her.

Her sexuality wasn't developed enough to fully respond to her new role like an adult woman might have, and she didn't know if this was even her kind of thing or not. She had often fantasized about the boys in her class, and about her handsome young uncle. How they might use her, how she might be ordered to kneel under their desks and suck them all off during classes, or taken to the boys' restroom to take all her clothes off for them and stand there as decoration while they peed, or how she might get forcibly stripped and gang-raped by a few of them in some boy's cellar during a birthday party. She had dreamed about a sleepover at her uncle's house while her aunt was away and how he would just crawl naked into her bed at night and demand sex things from her. And threaten to spank her naked butt if she dared disobey. They had only been fantasies, unspecific and vague, while she idly rubbed her little clitty. The thought of actually doing these things would have scared her.

But she didn't really have much of a choice now, and if she had to do it anyway, she'd gladly embrace any kind of perverted pleasure she could squeeze out of the situation! That first orgasm her creators had given her, this pleasure spike she had never achieved before even when she tried masturbating to climax... that was a pretty awesome feeling.

Nevertheless, Melinda resolved to keep a secret eye out for any potential escape route. Just in case it was possible after all.

"From now on, you will call us 'Master Norron' or simply 'Master'. It's a terrible cliché, but it actually describes very well how we will relate to each other. When you talk about yourself, you won't use pronouns like 'I' or 'me' anymore. Instead you will use phrases like 'this slave' or 'this slut' or 'slut Melinda'. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, I think so."

He looked at her disapprovingly.

"I think you can do better than that."

Melinda had to think for a moment.

"Yes, Master Norron, slut Melinda understands."

They both grinned down at her.

"Very good. You're a smart kid. It's okay to slip up sometimes, we're not going to punish you very hard for it. But we do expect you to try to do well, and show us respect. You are alive because of us. Treat us accordingly."

The young girl thought for a few seconds how to respond.

"This slut will try to do well, Master Norron."

"Good. We expect nothing less from a hot cunt like yourself!"

He playfully slapped her naked butt, then he replicated a leash while she patiently waited on all fours, and attached it to her collar.

"Let's go for a walk, shall we?"

+++

Melinda thought for sure that her master was leading her in circles just to make her crawl around all day. All these corridors looked the same to her. There was little interior decoration in them, only the rooms were looking unique.

Somewhere along the way, one of the two professors entered a room. She could catch just a short glimpse of what was inside. There was a naked little girl, maybe 9 or so, playing some kind of futuristic video game with holograms. When she noticed the door open, she immediately paused the game, went down to her knees with her legs spread wide and put her little hands behind the back of her blonde head.

"Welcome, Master Norron! This slave lives to serve. How may this filthy cunt bring you pleasure?"

It was so unreal to hear a girl this young, with a voice this squeaky, say such an absurd and vile thing. Then the door slid shut again and it almost looked like there was no door at all, just this strange white gleaming surface that could serve as a display screen.

Her master tugged on her leash and slut Melinda crawled onward.

'I hope we'll stop soon. This is exhausting. Gawd, my knees already hurt. It's easier on him, he can just walk.'

Her master made her crawl around for another 5 minutes before opening another door. This time, he tugged on her leash and took her inside.

There were two boys there, one about 14, the other about 8. They looked very similar, like brothers. Very handsome brothers with dark brown hair and good-looking faces. The other girl had also been incredibly good-looking. Melinda had a feeling her master only copied the most handsome kids. More evidence that he was very selective - and that she was very replaceable.

The young boys had a slave collar around their necks each, just like that blonde girl and Melinda. The most shocking part was that the little boy was kneeling before the older one, who was sitting on a bed. He had the teenager's dick deep in his mouth, with a bored look on his face.

When they entered the room, the boys scrambled to get up and kneel before Norron.

"Master Norron, we live for your amusement. How may your boy sluts be of service?"

Melinda didn't know whether she was in some weird sex dream, or a nightmare, or maybe both.

Instead of answering the boys, the professor talked to Melinda.

"This is Little Benny and Big Ben. What do you think of them?"

The little girl wasn't sure what to say.

"They look nice, Master."

"How do you think they're related?"

Melinda had thought they were maybe brothers. They could have been twins, if not for their age difference. But their names...

"This slave thinks they're probably the same person, Master."

"Excellent guess! It's refreshing to have such a clever girl as a slave."

Melinda blushed a little. She was appalled when she realized she felt proud. Why on Earth... why on the Moon would she be proud to be praised by a guy who was going to rape her repeatedly while threatening her life? That seemed like a really absurd thing to feel. But, a compliment was a compliment.

"Have you had your 5 hours yet, Little Benny?"

"Not completely, Master Norron. We have to do 3 more."

"See, Big Ben here was Little Benny once. He served me very well as a cum dump when I was in the mood for a more gay slave slut experience on occasion. But then he got too old and I was about to erase him. But he had been such a good, obedient pet that I decided to give him another chance. So we made an agreement. I created another copy from the same scan, and Big Ben and Little Benny would share one small room and bed together. Little Benny now has to have Big Ben's dick in his mouth for 5 hours every day to earn both of their continued existence. And 30 minutes in his asshole. What do you think about that?"

"I... I don't..." Melinda stammered.

The professor quickly reached behind her and slapped her naked butt three times. Meldinda sqealed in some pain, but mostly in surprise. It wasn't super agonizing, but it still stung a little. He yelled at her.

"What did we say about using personal pronouns, you little whore? I know you're smart enough to get it right!"

"Oh! I'm sor... err, this slut is sorry, Master."

"And your answer?"

The 11-year-old looked up at him in confusion. Hadn't she just answered him?

"What do you think about my deal with Ben?"

Oh right, his original question.

"This slave thinks it's a very creative idea, Master." She wanted to add something about exploitation, child abuse and being mean, but she bit her tongue.

"They're cute and sexy, right?" Norron smiled.

"Yes, Master. They're very cute and sexy."

That wasn't even a lie. He certainly knew how to pick them.

And both of them presented little hardons to their guests. Both their sacks were hairless, Little Benny's naturally so, Big Ben's pubic hair carefully removed.

"I'm glad you think so. Today, you'll help Little Benny out, by taking over his remaining three hours. You can start right now. Little Benny, have you been fucked in the ass yet?"

"Not today, Master Norron. We were doing the blowjobs first."

"Are you prepared though?"

"Yes Master", said the little 8-year-old boy. "This slave slut's boypussy is cleaned and ready for cock!" Melinda was astonished to see how much genuine pride was on his handsome beaming little face.

"Good. Get up on the bed and present yourself. Big Ben, I want you to position yourself so that Melinda cunt can watch the fucking. Melinda cunt, your eyes will be on my cock as I ram it into this worthless dick ditch. And what the hell are you waiting for?? You were given a direct order already! Do you want to be erased right now, you lazy bag of meat?"

"No, Master, I'm sor- goddamn- Melinda cunt is sorry, Master. This slut was just waiting for you to finish your instructions, Master."

He looked at her sternly.

"My... this slave's deepest apologies, Master. Melinda cunt is still trying to wrap her slut head around everything. Not lazy." She finished in a meek almost-whisper.

God, this was worse than her worst teachers in school, and she had already felt almost like a slave there. At least they hadn't molested her sexually.

Melinda realized she was still dawdling and he was still glaring at her, so she quickly hobbled over to the older boy and gorged herself on his glistening wet dick.

'This is it... my first blowjob.'

The young girl had always thought this would happen much later, with a boyfriend she was in love with and who loved her. After several dates and a romantic dinner, with candles everywhere...

Now, she was sucking this complete stranger. Okay, he was cute, she had to admit that, and it didn't taste as bad as she had feared, but still. Of course, she was going to suck even more old man cock, and frequently so, from now on. She had no illusions about that.

"You don't have to suck me off", whispered Big Ben when she tried to imitate the women she had seen in porn. "You're going to do this for three hours, remember? And you're expected to keep your eyes... you know..."

Melinda quickly stopped sucking and just kept his dick in her mouth, which was slowly leaking precum onto her little tongue. From the corner of her eyes, she saw her master lubing his hard cock up and driving it slowly but relentlessly into the little boy's backdoor. Little Benny had to grit his teeth and his eyes were closed tight in pain for a moment. He let out loud gasps repeatedly. Then his beautiful eyes were wide open all of a sudden as his master and creator started ramming into him.

Animal grunting and humping sounds filled the room. Little Benny's eyes met Melinda's. To her amazement, he smiled warmly at her.

Yep, this 'bonus life' was going to be... different.

+++

Norron finished in Little Benny's ass after about 10 minutes, which seemed like more than 20 to Melinda, who had to watch the whole thing uncomfortably from the corner of her eyes and with a gallon of disgusting precum leaking into the back of her mouth. She had tried to let it flow out of her mouth and onto the white floor, but Big Ben had given her a warning squeeze to the head.

"Swallow. You must swallow." He had whispered while her master was busy rutting into his alternate younger self.

Melinda was almost impressed with her master's fucking. She had had no idea you could fuck 8-year-olds in this ass like that without killing them. The more you learn! But she almost threw up when she saw the young one turn around without even being asked and deepthroating the old man's soiled slimy dick right after it had come out of his ass.

'Oh gawd... he will do all of this to me, too', she realized. 'If he does it to 8-year-olds, he's not going to go easy on an 11-year-old.'

When Norron was finally done with Little Benny, who smiled an absurd smile as if he hadn't just been raped in the ass, he addressed the two lovebirds:

"I've decided you can't take breaks during your 3 hours. That cock stays in that mouth until the time is up. No interruptions, not even for 1 second."

"Master... this slave really has to pee!" protested Big Ben meekly.

"I didn't say you couldn't. Melinda cunt, when the time is up, you'll follow the signs through the corridors. Don't forget to crawl."

She nodded with boy dick in her mouth, breathing heavily through her nose. She was already exhausted, and now she had to keep this up for almost three more hours? Hell, she couldn't even talk to the boy!

Norron left, and Big Ben withdrew backwards very slowly, pulling on her head. Melinda realized she had to hobble forward on her knees in order to follow him, unless she wanted to disobey her master. What the hell was he doing?

The young girl considered just removing the cock from her face for a bit and talking it through. After all, her master had left them alone. How would he even know? But Big Ben had shown no indication that he thought this was a good idea, and he had been here much longer than her.

This was a high-tech facility where all the walls were dynamic display screens. What were the odds that there were no cameras here anywhere? What would be the punishment for disobeying such a clear direct order? Melinda sighed through her nose. For now, she decided to play along.

Big Ben moved her into a side room like the bathroom she'd been in earlier, except somewhat smaller. He stopped when they were in the shower area.

"I'm sorry, but I really have to pee."

'What?!?' She couldn't say it out loud, but she made clear protest noises around his semi-hard dick. Her eyes were wide open.

"You don't have to swallow. You can let it run out of your mouth here."

"Mh-mh! Mh-mh!" She shook her head wildly.

"I'm sorry. I can't hold it in for three more hours. You should get used to it anyway, he'll do this to you sometimes."

It required all of the young girl's willpower not to spit out his dick and jump up in disobedience. Her willpower and the 14-year-old's strong grip on the back of her head.

'Oh gawd...' she groaned inside her own thoughts as she tasted and felt the first swirl of warm piss on her tongue. Her vision was blurry with tears. It was all she could do not to vomit also. She opened her mouth just a little so that the vile stream had a way out, while Big Ben's dick was still pressed firmly against the inside of her cheek.

Now the stream of warm, putrid urine was flowing down the boy's legs and all over Melinda's chin, nearly flat preteen chest, tummy and her own legs. A small dribble even ran right through her unprotected little pussy. Tears were now also flowing, out of her beautiful brown eyes and down her cheeks. This was a new low for her. Never had she expected to let a man or boy do something like this to her. But it had to be done.

Or did it? For a brief moment, she considered just choosing erasal. Maybe she was the wrong girl for the job. Real Melinda would be fine either way. Her friends and parents wouldn't miss her, they didn't even know this version of her even existed.

But then the stream finally subsided, and her moment of panic subsided with it. Big Ben started a nice warm shower to wash it all off. Melinda tried to get as much water into her mouth as possible as it ran over the boy's sexy mildly muscled tummy and over his cock against her lips. But there was no chance to get all the taste out. The shower was followed by a pleasant warm stream of air that dried them both.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't hold it for three hours."

The boy sounded like he was really sorry for her, she had to give him that. He awkwardly caressed her head and shoulder in a feeble attempt to make her feel better. It wasn't working at all.

Melinda slut just nodded, still crying, with his cock pressed against the inside of her pretty little cheek.

---

After almost three hours with Big Ben's dick in her mouth, the little girl's neck was aching terribly. They had tried all kinds of different positions, but nothing could prevent it from getting worse. And the taste... piss and precum. Ugh. She longed for it to be over.

The two Bens talked to each other, but mostly for Melinda's benefit. They were from 1985 - not the year of their birth, but of their scan. He had taken it on a trip to the past, where he had visited a live concert and passed the boy sitting alone near the entrance. The original Ben was a 40-year-old man on Earth right now. It was so freaky. The boys tried to be nice to her for three hours, but it was a very one-sided conversation, and the girl was in discomfort.

Finally, the narrow AI informed them with a small subtle display on the wall that their time was up. Melinda cringed when she realized that there was a semi-intelligent algorithm taking careful track of their compliance. She was glad now that she hadn't disobeyed.

To her surprise, Little Benny jumped up and hugged her tight into a loving embrace, which felt weird because they were both naked. Then Big Ben did the same, awkwardly kissing her cheek. She felt it was inappropriate, but she couldn't deny they had at least a bit of a connection after she had spent three hours holding his cock inside her mouth.

"It was nice to meet you, Melinda slut", said Little Benny, and it stung her heart a little that the 8-year-old referred to her like that so casually.

"Sorry for... you know..." said Big Ben, looking mortified.

"Pissing in my mouth?" She couldn't suppress a smirk at his embarrassment.

"Yeah. That." They all had a small laugh together, but it was awkward as hell.

"Word of advice. Enjoy your free time, but most importantly try to find your inner pervert. If you can't find her, she might not exist. If she doesn't exist, you're better off asking for erasal."

Melinda opened her mouth to ask him what exactly he meant, but the display in the wall intensified its guidance with an angry red arrow and a sound that conveyed urgency. Sex slave Melinda was expected to get on with it.

So she crawled through the corridors, following the sign.

A moment of freakish surreality washed over her when another kid, maybe slightly younger than her, passed her by in the other direction. Also crawling naked on all fours, also wearing a slave collar around her neck. A true beauty like all children here, with red curls falling over her shoulder.

"Hi. Oh, you're new, right? This slut's name is Andrea."

"Hello, nice to meet you Andrea! Yes, this slut is... new here..."

Slut Andrea had already crawled onward, not showing any willingness to stop following the arrows just for smalltalk with another slave. Looking back over her shoulder, Melinda saw that she had something sticking in her butt. She didn't know what a butt plug was, so she couldn't identify it.

"Better not dawdle! It's never good to dawdle!" Andrea cunt called after her, already out of sight in the curved corridor.

Finally, Melinda slut arrived in an unoccupied room with a bed and a couple of gadgets she couldn't identify.

Her master's image suddenly appeared in a display screen projected by the white wall.

"You're late. Don't let this happen when I expect you to be somewhere."

"Slut Melinda is sorry, Master."

"You say that far too often. Just do better."

"Yes, Master."

"It doesn't really matter this time because I'm just calling to let you know you have the next several hours off. This is your room. You can rest, eat, play. There's a small key that will unlock your collar. Don't take it off, just make sure it doesn't choke you as much. The AI guide will show you how to replicate food and use the entertainment stuff. Some advanced gaming is still locked until you become a better slave. But I'm sure you'll find something you can enjoy. I'll be visiting you again later. Have a good time."

"Thank you, Master!" But he had already closed the channel.

The first thing she did was loosen her collar. It felt so good to be rid of that choking sensation. It had only been slight, and she still had to feel the leather on her skin, but it was still a huge relief.

Then she checked out the replicator. Guided by a sleek smart visual interface, she was able to get a warm meal out of it. A small text node said Norron had taken the scan in a very expensive restaurant that received lots of praise and awards for its cuisine. The veal and vegetables in thick sauce certainly tasted good enough to Melinda, who hadn't had lunch and who had just spent three hours with the taste of pee, precum and teenage dick on her tongue. Finally she replicated an iced tea. It was amazing how the thing could do hot and cold. Then again, it could do living persons too, for example 11-year-old schoolgirls to be turned into sex slaves, so she shouldn't have been too amazed.

She took a short nap to regain her strength and sanity. Melinda almost expected to wake up in her bed at home, the whole experience having been a weird sex dream evoked by her pubescent hormones. But such a privilege was for the original Melinda only. Copy Melinda was still on the moon, made for fucking. She peed and replicated a coffee. It occurred to her that, even though she was worse off than real Melinda overall, the technology she had available was far superior to her counterpart's on Earth. That was pretty awesome. Still, when she thought how she was expected to earn all this stuff...

'This is what Big Ben meant. Enjoying the leisure isn't enough. I need to find my inner pervert. Like when they touched me all over, and I didn't have the right to say no, and they made me cum knowing that. I've never felt like this before. Maybe I can use it, make it stronger. My inner pervert as an ally.'

She still had more free time left. With a bit of trial and error, the young slave managed to turn on the display on the white wall where Norron's mug had earlier appeared to chastise her. Another wave of surreality washed over her when she opened the TV series option and it displayed "2010-2030" as a "cultural history" category. All her favorite shows were there, including seasons not yet even produced, and entire shows that wouldn't be aired for over a decade. Hell, some child actors in some of them weren't even conceived yet! Their mommies and daddies still had to fuck to make those TV shows happen! It was so weird!

Melinda relaxed and brushed up on future episodes to come, feeling quite a bit better, until her master arrived at her doorstep to once more demand sexual slavery from the young schoolgirl.

+++

The door slid open without warning. She looked up from her new, admittedly very comfy bed and paused the show she was watching.

Her master just stood there in the nude, doing nothing. He stared at the floor, like he was pondering what to do next. Then he sighed.

"You disappoint me. I thought you were smarter than that. Let's try this again."

'Oh shit. What the hell did I do wrong this time?', Melinda thought. Her young mind quickly formed hypotheses, discarded most of them. She had the collar on, he had allowed her to rest and use all this stuff... what was missing? She turned the display screen off, but that probably wasn't it.

Her master had left the room again and closed the door behind him. 30 seconds later, it opened again and he just stood there again. Melinda looked up at him, uncertainty written all over her face. Then it dawned on her.

She got off the bed and knelt before him with her legs spread and her hands behind the back of her head, like she had seen that 9-year-old girl and the Bens do. Norron nodded.

"That's better. But not good enough."

He quickly reached behind her and slapped her naked ass cheeks three times, like earlier. And like earlier, it caught her off-guard. It stung, but mostly it was just the suddenness that made her cry out.

"Did this hurt?"

"Yes, Master."

"Did it really hurt a lot?"

"No, Master."

"This is the worst pain that I'll ever inflict on you as punishment. It's only supposed to be a sexual symbol, not actual suffering. Sometimes during sex games, there will be worse pain. But I don't like torturing slaves as a penalty. I don't want you to obey because you fear pain. I want you to obey because you want to be a good cunt for me who earns her bonus life here. Do you understand the difference?"

"Yes, Master."

"Now, let's try this again. Up on the bed."

The naked loli slave obeyed, thinking hard and fast. Did he want to fuck her here? No, trying it again meant something else.

He was leaving the room again, and the door closed. The girl formed more hypotheses.

'Better, but not good enough. I wasn't fast enough? What would the other kids do that I didn't? He doesn't expect me to be a mind reader, just smart and paying attention. It must be something I've already seen. Oh! Of course!'

Her master entered again, and just stood there. Immediately, Melinda rushed into the submission pose.

"Welcome, Master! Slut Melinda lives to serve you. How may this filthy cunt bring you joy?"

She didn't remember the exact words the others used, but Melinda hoped he didn't look for any specific phrase.

"By sucking on this", he responded and pushed his cock, already semi-hard, against her lips.

She immediately took him in. The 11-year-old girl had just spent 3 hours with a boy dick in her mouth, leaking his pre-fuckslime out into her belly, she sure as hell wasn't going to hesitate when her master demanded the same.

But this time, he had said 'suck on it' and not 'hold it in your mouth'. This was actually supposed to be a blowjob, with him getting his rocks off and everything.

'Please let me do a good job, please let me please him, please let it be good enough', Melinda thought and noticed with delight that her cunt was getting moist. There it was, a tingling feeling, arousal, excitement, her preteen proto-sexuality responding. Like Little Ben's little hardon and Big Ben's big one. 'Welcome, inner pervert, please stay with me and make me be a good, happy slut!'

She did what she could, tried hard to remember every blowjob she had ever seen in porn videos. Licking with her little tongue along his length, swirling it slowly and gently over the tip in circles, bobbing her head back and forth with his penis going in and out between her lips, in and out, in and out. Melinda had no idea if it was good or terrible, or something in between.

Her master just stood there with a stern look on his face and his hands casually crossed behind his back.

'Should I go faster? Deeper? Tell me what to do!'

He let her work for another minute, evaluating.

"Now use your hand. Like a fist. Wank me off. No, cunt, keep the head inside your mouth!"

She did, just loosely touching with her lips as his dickskin was jerked back and forth between them under her soft small girl fingers. Before this morning, she had never even touched a dick, and now she not only had her second one in her mouth, but was trying to get it to spew lots and lots of warm slime into it. With little sperm cells wriggling around all over the place.

'Before this morning, I didn't even exist!', she reminded herself. That thought was even weirder. 'I wonder how it will taste? Like the precum? Oh god, please let him like it. What if I'm so bad at the sex that he never likes it? Will he erase me right away? How many seasons of those future TV shows can I watch before it's all over? Hey, that could be my measure for success, my sex slave high score.'

Melinda suppressed a grin at that last thought, but her eyes twinkled and she made sure to let her master see it when she gave him adoring eye contact.

'This is what a man likes, right? Oh gawd, I hope he likes it!'

Soon, Norron was panting hard and sure enough, a spurt of salty hot juice suddenly erupted into her mouth. Melinda almost pulled back in surprise, but quickly forced herself deeper on his cock instead. The next shot went right into the back of her mouth, then two more, then two more. Then nothing but panting.

'Should I swallow? Ben said to swallow the pre-cum. Damn, I don't know what he's expecting!'

He just looked down at her, panting, but not smiling, showing no sign of satisfaction or dissatisfaction. Melinda decided to just gulp it all down. She wanted to make a face, but she forced herself not to. Instead, she smiled up at him despite the disgust and stickyness on her tongue and in the back of her mouth. Then she did a few more deep sucks and finally gave the tip of his cock a small kiss for good measure.

"Melinda slut hopes she did an okay job for her first time, Master!"

"That was satisfactory. I do hope there's a learning curve involved though."

Melinda's heart sank. Not much lovey-dovey emotion, and not much praise.

'Soooo... not your best blowjob, huh? Well, what was I expecting. He chose me for my looks, not skills. I hope I can make the cut for a while.'

"Yes, Master. This slave cunt will do whatever she can to bring you satisfaction, Master."

'Wow, did I really just say that? Gawd, I'm so pathetic. Then again, he is my creator, and he can kill me off like swatting a fly, so there's that. Glad my friends can't see me now.'

"You're wearing your hair openly. That's nice. But I liked your pigtails better. They made you look like a little schoolgirl. I want you to do your hair again that way until I tell you otherwise."

"Yes, Master!"

He pointed to the bathroom and she almost got up to walk into it, before she realized how dangerously close she had come to disobeying a direct order. She started crawling on all fours. He looked at her preteen pussy and wriggling little ass from behind, but he didn't follow her.

The door slid shut and he was gone. Melinda realized her master had just left her without saying goodbye.

'I hope he's just playing stern, and not really disappointed.'

But why did she hope that? The young girl told herself that this was her survival instinct talking. The strategic part of her brain who tried to maximize the TV seasons she could watch here and the number of haute cuisine meals she could enjoy on the moon before being erased again.

But she could also feel two other parts of her that wanted the same. One living in her heart, a petty little child who wanted to be loved and admired by the grownup in charge. And the other in her naked pussy and nipples, a little pervert who wanted to be desired, longed for - and used.

'There you are', Melinda thought, smiling to herself, with the taste of thick old man cum still all over her tongue. 'I hope you're here to stay!'

---

Norron was on Earth again, walking idly through a shopping mall. He could buy anything he wanted with copied Earth currency, but he also had a large library of scanned objects from the present and future in his digital storage, so he didn't really need anything from Earth. Sometimes he just bought stuff for fun, to get a feel for the era and entangle himself psychologically with the time and place.

But when he was down here, his most interesting activity by far was to watch all the kids around him in their natural surroundings. They were yelling, playing and screaming, often chastised by their parents, or just bored or boring.

He always ignored the boring ones. There were so many to choose from, and he wanted to filter for quality. That usually ruled out the very shy or quiet ones, since they didn't have anything interesting to offer. Unless they dressed like sluts, wore lipstick or showed some indication that they were sexually aware.

But one little blonde, maybe just 5 or 6 years old, was different. Her beautiful eyes were very big and light blue, her hair long and soft, with only a few dark-blonde streaks making her overall sun-blondeness more natural and interesting. Her lips were ever-so-slightly pouty and soft. She looked like she was wearing subtle lipstick, but Norron was sure it was just the way her lips looked naturally. The kid was simply amazing, absolutely stunning. Her face was so cute and gorgeous, it was the most pretty little kid he had ever seen. She looked at him with an open child-like innocence, like she had no clue how exceptional her visual appeal was.

Normally Norron didn't scan kids this young, for two reasons. One was that they were almost never alone. The little beauty was walking hand-in-hand with her mother, a 30-something who had style, but was of little interest to Norron. He didn't like copying adults. It wasn't a security thing, he could handle them. But it was just awkward and embarrassing to explain everything to them, and then tell them that they were mere by-products and his real interest were their little kids.

The other reason was that kids this young had a harder time understanding the whole deal. Girls like Melinda were a blessing, young enough to meet his taste, old enough to be a good fuck and to comprehend that they were not kidnapped and erasing them didn't destroy their main life on Earth. And even with those, he constantly had to deal with desperate pleas and violent tamper tantrums from the ones who had cognitive slips or just didn't accept that his offer was basically a bonus existence. With very young kids, this was even harder to explain.

But this unbelievable gem, this impossible little supermodel... he just had to have her. She was so natural and yet so ridiculously good-looking. He could've just snapped a picture of her face and stared into it dreamily for entertainment for an hour. Even that would have been amazing. But why settle for a 2D picture when you could take a 3D scan and actually fuck little Miss Pedo Universe?

Norron sighed. This was going to be one mess to communicate. But it had to be done. She was literally the most beautiful 6-year-old he had ever seen. He hadn't even known they made them this pretty! Plus, if it all went wrong, he could always just erase them again and all their lives would continue normally. No harm, no foul, except for a few minutes of emotional turmoil at worst.

He passed them by, took the scan and returned to his lair.

---

It was a messy scan. He didn't mind random garbage being created as a by-product, he could just erase that again. He didn't even mind if severed limbs from nearby people materialized, even though it was creepy and disgusting. But in this scan, he had one guy with half his brain inside the radius, and a little boy whose finger was just outside the radius.

Norron wasn't a torturer, the copies were not supposed to suffer unless they agreed to some SM games. He sighed. This was a mess. Unfortunately, the editing software he had available for this kind of scan was very limited in functionality. After all, his entire operation was unofficial, so he had to rely on hacks for editing.

He ended up just reducing the radius and replacing everything outside with air. Neither the man's brain nor the boy's brain would be instantiated, but there would be half an arm from the boy, making a mess and creating a gruesome view for the kid and her mother. Not a great start to explain it all. Yet, it had to be done. He wasn't going to miss out on this kid, if at all possible.

As he expected, there was a lot of confusion and some screaming when he instantiated the scan. From their perspective, the outside world had suddenly disappeared and been replaced with his cage and his lair. Even worse was that it looked to them like the boy was suddenly cut alive, and his arm fell to the floor with a spurt of blood. He didn't blame them for being upset. Oh boy, how to explain this?

Prof. Norron opened the cage and motioned for them all to get out, including his own copy, who all but pushed the mother and supermodel daughter outside the radius. The boy's severed bloody arm had unfortunately slipped through the thin bars after creation and landed in a puddle of blood just outside the spherical cage. Norron had to pick it up and manually throw it into the center of the radius again before erasing the whole thing with a command. Embarrassingly, there was still some blood from the arm on the floor outside of the Cunt Copier, and Norron quickly wiped it away with a couple tissues, then threw them away.

The two freshly produced females stared at him in horror. He saw that he literally had blood on his hands in front of their eyes. Great, this was going so great!

While the original rushed to wash his hands, the new Norron copy improvised.

"Well, that was quite the show, wasn't it? I assure you no one was really hurt. It's all fake."

He smiled reassuringly at the tiny beauty who didn't return his smile.

"First things first. My name is Professor Norron and I am from the future. More precisely, I am a copy of a copy of someone from the future... We are inside the moon and you are also copies. I made you because I want to fuck... uh, I don't know your names actually."

They both stared at him, aghast. Then they looked around their surroundings in obvious panic.

"Where are we?? What the hell happened??"

The mother was more angry than scared, the kid was half-scared, half-dumbfounded. But both looked pretty frightened. Norron looked at the blood stains on the floor, still clearly visible.

Suddenly, he started regretting that he had chosen this one.

---

"You are not who you think you are."

It was one of the best ways to start explaining everything. He had to make them doubt the fundamental premises of their own existence to get them to comprehend the truth.

He explained everything to them, that they were duplicates made by him, the functionality of the scanning device, of the Cunt Copier - although he didn't use this name this time. It always helped to show the copies footage from their originals, both right after the scan and in real time, so he did. They were as bewildered and confused as he had expected them to be.

He offered the woman a coffee and the girl an orange juice and gummy bears. He copied them in front of her eyes, to get her to understand the concept. She was almost 7, not 5 as he had feared. Okay, slightly better. Norron crossed his fingers that she was smart. Dumbing the whole thing down for 11-year-olds was hard enough.

He explained that he was from the future and that time was a flat curve. He also explained that the other professor was a copy just like the two of them, and that the boy's arm hadn't really been severed. Great relief was visible on their faces as that piece of understanding sunk in. Norron told them how erasal worked and that they could simply ask for it if they regretted their creation.

"Why? Why did you copy us?"

This was the most embarrassing part. Norron took a deep breath. There was no way around this conversation.

"Because I am interested in you sexually."

The mother stared at him with an angry scowl.

"You copied my daughter just as a by-product, because you wanted to have sex with me?? You couldn't have approached me when I was alone??"

"I... erm, ahem. Actually."

The new copy Norron chimed in.

"Your daughter is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. She has the most gorgeous face I've ever observed on a human being, I'm sure you have noticed that yourself."

"Oh my god."

She hugged her daughter into a tight, protective embrace, like he was going to jump her any second or something. The kid looked much more scared now than when she had seen all the blood.

"Oh my god, it's her you want to fuck. No way. No fucking way. Over our dead bodies."

"There won't be any dead bodies, actually. If you say no, we'll simply undo your creation, the same way we made you. Remember, you are just copies. Your real life will continue undisturbed without any kind of damage, either way. We're offering you a bonus existence, a sexual bonus life..."

"No way. No fucking way. No fucking way will you hurt my daughter."

"Who the hell said anything about hurting her? She's younger than most kids I fuck, but I know how to sexualize a young girl without hurting her."

He didn't mention that mild spanking and pain games were indeed on his bucket list with this tiny beauty, carefully calibrated to her young age and only if she understood the whole deal. The conversation was awkward enough without this nugget of information.

"No way. No fucking way. You don't get to fuck my daughter! She's only 6, for god's sake!"

"Listen, I don't need your consent. I only need hers. If she says no, it's a no. I always respect that."

The mother looked at him with suspicion. The kid was just confused. Norron sighed. Yep, he regretted making that scan.

He briefly considered just erasing them both and cleaning up the mess. He was their creator, in his mind, this wasn't murder. Under his personal code, he had no obligation to grant them any additional lifetime at all.

But now that the copies were made, they at least deserved an honest conversation about it.

"Mommy, what's fuck mean?"

The Norrons looked at each other, then started laughing out loud.

"We will teach you, tiny one. We'll be very gentle. But first, we need to see if you understood what we told you. What are you?"

"Kimmy Minton."

"No, not your name, Kimmy. What are you?"

"I'm in first grade."

Norron sighed.

"Look at this girl. Who is she?"

He pointed to real-time footage of the original Kimmy, safe at home taking a bath in the nude. Very sexy view, in Norron's mind.

"You shouldn't be spying on people when they are bathing!"

"Well, it's not like she's going to find out, is she? Do you understand who that is?"

"Me."

"But you are not taking a bath right now, are you?"

"No."

"How can that be?"

"I don't know."

"We already explained it to you. Remember the gummy bears?"

They had performed the chocolate cake trick which had helped Melinda to understand her position, except with some gummy bears for Kimmy.

"We made a second Kimmy."

"But there are already two!"

"No, I mean..." He sighed in frustration. "You are the second one. That's why there are two Kimmys!"

"Oh. Okay."

"So what are you?"

"A gummy bear?"

The two professors laughed again. Even the mother had to smile a little.

"Metaphorically speaking, yes! And you do look very yummy. Yummy yummy Kimmy!"

She had a fit of giggles, and it sent shivers of delight racing through both Norrons' hearts. Oh my god, she was the very embodiment of raw cuteness! Dim-witted as fuck, but still.

The copied Norron addressed the mother.

"Do you at least understand your position?"

"I think so, yes."

"Would you like us to erase you again? Undo our mistake of creating you? I swear it's completely painless."

The woman swallowed hard.

"Can't you just let us go home?"

It wasn't a very confident question. She was looking at live footage from the Minton household right now, and both the mother and little Kimmy were already there, safe and sound with Daddy Minton. The Norrons both shook their heads.

"You understand why we can't do that. This is a secret operation and will remain so."

"We could live somewhere else, unknown and hidden. Without telling anybody."

"Not going to happen. You were made here, for the purpose of fucking. You will never set foot on Earth. Your only way out is to be erased. Would you like us to do that right now?"

"Can we just stay for a little while? Talk more? Learn more about the future?"

"You know you were created for sexual purposes. We want something back."

She sighed heavily.

"You can fuck me if you want. But please... not her."

"She was the one that I wanted. I created her. I want something back."

"Please... give us time to talk and think it through, okay?"

"Fine. You get one day. Then I need an answer, from both of you. Right now, we are regretting that we ever made you. This situation is unpleasant for us."

She swallowed hard again. The girl looked at the twin Norrons, confused and worried.

"Make it pleasant for us."

The woman nodded.

"Tomorrow night, we will start fucking you. We will kiss her and put our dicks into her mouth. No means no, always. But it also means erasure. Get her to understand the deal, or we will correct our mistake without asking you again."

The mother took deep breaths, hugging her daughter tight.

There were some more clarifications, then the new sluts were shown to luxurious guest quarters, and the Norrons went to pump their cum into slut Andrea and some of the other kids who lived to serve their creator.

+--

"Okay Kimmy slut, it's time for you to take your clothes off."

"I don't wanna... what's a slut?"

"A slut is a good girl who does what she's told. Take them off."

"But then you'll see me naked!"

"We've already spied on the real Kimmy when she took her bath. Nothing we haven't seen before."

The Norrons grinned at each other. They both sat on her bed, the bed where she had gotten a full night's sleep after being drilled by her copied mother about the details of their situation. They had both formally agreed to be sex toys for the professor and his temporary copy.

The little girl had watched several hours of hardcore sex videos to prepare her for her new role, mostly footage of the professor getting blowjobs, handjobs, rimjobs and French-kisses from other kids, but also various types of other porn. Mommy had answered all of little Kimmy's astonished questions about sex.

The mother had managed to get Norron to agree that no pain would be inflicted on the little one for the first week, and her asshole and vagina would not be penetrated in any way. After that, there would be a re-evaluation. Normally, Norron only made all-or-nothing deals with the copies, but Copy Kimmy was much easier to handle with Copy Mommy around, and Copy Mommy was all but ready to call it quits and just choose the erasal instead.

They had fucked Copy Mommy first. It was refreshing to plough deeply and ruthlessly into a grown pussy. Most of Norron's sex slaves were much younger and tighter. Penetration wasn't always quite this easy. But of course, she wasn't the main dish, and she knew it.

She had carefully prepared little Kimmy for what was to come, but the young girl was just too young and stupid for that to go smoothly. They all knew by now that this was never going to be a perfect deal. But her good looks and her natural charme, oh my god, she was such a delight!

The supergorgeous superloli stood in front of them, pouty, with her little arms crossed in front of her chest. Refusing a direct order. The Norrons put their most stern looks on their faces.

"Do it now or we'll erase you."

"What's erase mean?"

"Don't play stupid, we know your mommy explained everything 20 times over."

"Will I go to heaven?"

"No. There's no such thing. But the real Kimmy will continue living on Earth."

"But I'm the real Kimmy!"

"What makes you say that?"

"I'm right here!" She jumped up and down, smiling a big smile.

"Okay, you're both real, but you are a copy of the original Kimmy."

"Just like the gummy bears."

"Exactly! Now take your clothes off and be a good slut. Unless you want to be erased instead. It's completely painless."

"Where will I be then, if there's no heaven?"

"Nowhere. You won't exist, just like before we copied the other Kimmy."

"That's boring."

"It won't be boring. You need to exist in order to be bored."

"But", interjected the second professor quickly, "being a slut is not boring at all! It's very exciting!"

"It is?"

"Yes! But in order for that to happen, you need to take all your clothes off now!"

Kimmy giggled.

"But then I'll be naked!" A big grin on her impossibly cutesy face.

"That's the plan, gummy bear. Clothes off, all of them. Now."

They both grinned at her, and she rolled her big blue ultragorgeous superloli eyes. But there was a smirk on her supergorgeous ultraloli lips, and finally she started undressing. She was very slow, a real tease one might think, but she was really just clumsy and inefficient at it.

But she dropped it all, one by one, each piece of clothing revealing more of her naked little body. She had a bit of baby fat on her tummy, but there were no rolls or something like that, just a little bulge covered by smooth skin, leading up to her completely flat girl chest. It made her look like the cutest duckling ever.

She revealed her nipples, her tiny hairless vagina, barely more than a thin slit in a small puffy mons.

"Your socks, too", grinned the professor, and she gave him a pouty look.

But she took them all off, and then she stood naked before the twin professors.

She had no real shame. Her legs were slightly opened, but not to present herself sexually on purpose. She didn't even imitate the other kids she'd seen, or the whores in porn. She just stood there in anticipation, waiting for the next thing. She had no idea what a breathtaking beauty she was.

"And now?" she asked, a bit impatiently, after they had just stared at her for almost a full minute.

"Now, sweet Kimmy, we will teach you what it means to be a sex slave."

And so began the sexualization of little Kimmy Minton.

+--

"Tell this slut something about the future, Master!"

Melinda was tied up on her bed. Her ankles were tied to her upper legs and her knees were secured to each other through a rope that went under her bed. This forced them wide apart, exposing her vulnerable sex to her creator.

Her hands were simply cuffed to the bedposts left and right to her head, so she couldn't close her arms over her naked chest. Her body was very exposed, on offer to the old man. A small pillow was under her head, propping it up a little.

"Earn it."

He straddled her chest and pushed his hard cock against her lips. She eagerly pushed her neck out to lick and suck at the tip. She didn't get more than the head, and she had to strain hard to keep up the contact.

"What future do you want to know about?"

"There's more than one?" Slurping and licking to please her master and creator.

"No, there's only one timeline. Time is a flat curve, which means that whatever you will do in the past is already a part of your own past. No paradoxes or butterfly effects changing history. What I meant was that the future is long. It has more than one part."

"Tell me... tell slut Melinda about the far future. The farthest you've visited."

He pushed into her more to relieve the exhaustion on her neck, helping her efforts by thrusting his hips into her. Fucking an 11-year-old girl's mouth. He would never get tired of this.

"I mostly travelled to the past. I've visited the far future, but it's a bit disappointing. You might not like what I have to say. Wanna hear the truth anyway?"

She nodded, with his cock sawing in and out between her lips. Copy Melinda did what she could to please him with her tongue as he pushed into her mouthcunt.

"I'm from the 22nd century. The reason I mostly travel back in time is that the future is not livable. In the 23rd century, there will be a war. Mutually assured destruction taken to its logical extreme. You've seen what future technology can do. Now imagine it being weaponized for mass destruction. It will wipe out all life and leave Earth uninhabitable. There are no humans after 2230, and no aliens anywhere, as far as I could tell. There might be some microorganic life left in outer space, but I'm not sure. I've checked the far future, life on Earth will never recover."

"Wug woo woulg-"

"What?" He pulled his cock out of her mouth.

"But you could populate the future Earth! And moon! With your technology!"

"The thing is, I've seen Earth, and space around. It's not populated in the far future."

He rubbed his wet cockhead all over her pretty young features, leaving slimy traces on her soft skin. His hands grabbed her brunette schoolgirl pigtails like handles.

"But you could change that! Prevent the war, or rebuild a future civilization. You can jump anywhere in time you want, right?"

He sighed.

"Time is a flat curve." He said it like that explained everything.

"So?"

"I already know the future of Earth is uninhabitable. There's only one timeline. Nothing can change the future I've seen."

"Maybe it's all underground. Like this base."

"I doubt it. Those weapons are very thorough. They interrupt all molecular bonds in a gigantic radius. The atoms immediately coalesce and reform new molecules, but all life and technology is destroyed in the process. If there had been large habitats surviving, my drones would have detected them. For example, I know this base won't exist anymore in the late 22nd century. At some point, I will give it up and fill the volume with moon rock again. I didn't see any bases in or on Earth or any nearby part of space. Maybe I overlooked something, but it all looked pretty fucking dead to me."

He pushed his dick back into her mouth before she could respond.

"To be completely frank, I don't care much for humanity anyway. If you look at any part of its history, it's always nasty and terrible. An endless cycle of violence, oppression and misery. I fuck young girls and keep you as slaves, but I always offer you a painless way out. Most of humanity was never this noble. They never had a problem torturing people who wished they were dead. Why would I want to save a species like that? All it would do is make me responsible for their future victims. Not to mention, I wouldn't gain anything in return for my effort."

Melinda had a certain look of disappointment on her face, but she didn't argue the point, what with his hard adult pole pushing in and out of the back of her mouth.

There was a minute of awkward silence, interrupted only by a few gags and the soft wet sounds of their flesh interacting. Then Melinda tried to speak again.

"Ae oou ee oou iwe wawewwa?"

"What?"

Norron sounded annoyed as he pulled out his dick. He slapped his wet cock left and right against her pretty girl cheeks.

"Are you the only time traveller?"

"I think so. I never saw any evidence of anyone else travelling. There was this weird case of an ancient backpack from the time of the dinosaurs. An artifact from the 22nd century, almost unregonizable. It was a great mystery that fascinated me as a kid. We knew back then that someone must have travelled back in time."

"Did you ever meet that time traveller?"

He smeared his precum all over her big forehead, then pushed his slimy cock against her nose so she could smell him properly.

"You could say that. I saw him in the mirror later. Turns out I was the one who brought the backpack back. I went to see the dinosaurs a few times. It occurred to me that this might be the explanation. So I went to that area and left the backpack there on purpose, in a spot where it could be preserved. It was like sending a puzzle to my own childhood self, while finally solving that same puzzle. Pretty amazing feeling. By the way, I sometimes still do trips like that with copied kids. Maybe I'll take you on a visit to the prehistoric past one day, if you're a good girl. But it won't change history, or the future."

Melinda obediently licked at her creator's wet pole while he was kind enough to explain all this stuff to her.

"How does it even work? Time travel?"

"It's complicated. In a nutshell, the past and future are really just other places you can go visit. The key is to use a road that is outside the universe. Turns out that road already exists in nature, in fact it's a fucking highway, going from everywhere to everywhere. You just need very specific knowledge how to access it."

"And you invented that? All by yourself?"

"No. No one did."

"How is that possible?"

"Time is a flat curve. It's a bootstrap paradox. Except in a self-consistent timeline, there's no actual paradox involved. When I was in my early 20s, I received a message from an older me. It contained all the specifications for a time travel device and how and when I should build my moon base. He told me I could fuck young girls like you, as much as I wanted. Years later, after I had done exactly that, I sent that message to my younger self in the future, carefully encoded, only for my ears."

"And you don't want to share it with anyone else."

It made a sad kind of sense to Melinda. He could have pulled none of his criminal activity off without secrecy.

"No, and I never will. Well, except for my own copies and the sex slave copies, but I already know you will never go to the public with this, because I've seen the future news."

"Have you ever tried changing things on purpose? What prevents you from going back in time 5 minutes and slap your past self in the face?"

Norron looked at her like she was a crazy idiot.

"Yes, or kill my grandparents, etc. Why the hell would I ever do that? I don't feel the desire to rebel against the timeline. Not only would I fail because time is a flat curve, but I prefer winning instead. I do interact with my past and future selves sometimes - to cooperate with them. That's how I got this whole operation to run properly in the first place."

He fucked her mouth demonstratively, giving her a couple good thrusts.

"Feel that? My hard cock going deep into the pretty mouth of a handsome 11-year-old schoolgirl? Can you feel that? Yes? See, that's why I don't try to screw up the timeline. This is winning to me. My dick deep inside the bodies of enslaved little girls. Sexy little cunts who are oh so innocent and asexual and who would never even dream of touching the dick of a man like me, until I copy them and become their boss and creator and master and fucker. Why would I ever rebel against a universe that allows me to do that? I'm already winning."

He emphasized his words by pushing into her throat until she gagged and almost threw up. Then he withdrew his slimy hot meat again.

"That, and time travel is actually a pain in the ass to prepare. I don't have a TARDIS. It costs energy and effort."

Melinda had a really sad look in her pretty brown eyes now. He caressed her cheek gently with his old fingers. His voice was a little softer now.

"Listen, I know there's plenty of bad things in the world, both in the past and future. But I can't fix them. Remember, time is a flat curve. I already know this. If I consider forcing a change in the timeline that I know doesn't actually happen, I already know that one of two things will happen: Either I will try and fail, or I won't try at all. Those are the only two possible explanations. Given that choice, I'd rather just not try. Failing could have all kinds of reasons, from damage to my equipment to me getting hurt. All scenarios I'd rather avoid, if given the option. So I don't try. It becomes a bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy that way, but there's nothing I can do about that. The logic is sound."

He slowly wanked his old dick right above her mouth and nose, smearing precum over both.

"I suppose I could do some other interventions like copying people out before they die to save them, or fabricating fake evidence in the timeline to mislead my past self about what actually happened. But I can't prevent well-known events from materializing the way they did. And to be completely honest, all of that is a lot of work and I'm just not that much of a savior type of guy. I never applied for that job. I don't want it. I'd rather fuck young girls instead."

Norron sighed. There was a moment of awkward silence and slow wet wanking. It was so weird, her master almost apologizing to his sex slave for not trying to make the world a better place. Melinda had the impression he was apologizing more to himself than to her though. Maybe he needed that for his own conscience. Or maybe he just wanted to show off how much he'd thought it all through. He could always rape her to show her who's boss, but Melinda had a feeling his vanity went beyond even that. He wanted her to admire him.

She licked her lips for him with a smile, licking his slimy precum up while holding eye contact. He looked really pensive.

"Hey, are you claustrophobic by any chance?"

"No, Master. Why?"

"Not really important. Just thinking about something."

Suddenly, her master smiled at her also.

"By the way, I know how and when the original Melinda dies. Would you like to hear her full life story? With pictures and videos from the future? And maybe see some real-life dinosaurs some day?"

She beamed up at him.

"Yes please!"

"Then I suggest you stop asking so many damned questions and start earning my goodwill!"

He finished his request by hitting her squarely in the face three times with his hard wet manhood.

"Yes Master!"

+++

Melinda cunt strained her neck again, reached out with her tongue, and he leaned forward to ravage her face deep and hard.

After a few more thrusts, he pulled out, then he went down between her bound legs and licked her moist preteen slit for a bit. Her vagina was so well-presented, he just couldn't resist tasting and feeling her on his tongue. He stopped long before she could cum though. Today, he was using his bound-up slave just for his pleasure, and hers was irrelevant.

The old man lubed up his cock and pushed himself into her, slowly but still causing her pain. Her virginity was already a goner by this point, in fact her little slave cunny had been fucked by both Norron and his copy several times. For all she knew, she had been fucked by even more Norron copies from past scans. The base was so big, she had no idea how many Norrons were sticking around at a time to demand sex from the resident sluts at a whim. There were at least two, that much was certain.

She had also fucked Big Ben once, at the professor's command of course, in front of half a dozen other naked slave children. And she had watched other kiddies get their brains fucked out. And she had licked preteen pussy. And asshole. While everyone was watching her, and it was all recorded for Norron's archives. Child sex orgies inside the moon, with two identical old men in the mix who gave commands. It was amazing what a little girl could get used to!

During the night, when she was asleep, Melinda was often woken up. Sometimes it was a Norron standing in the door, and he immediately expected full service from her even though she had just been fast asleep. It had taken her quite a while to get used to that requirement and react with appropriate enthusiasm despite being so sleepy.

Other times, she was woken by the narrow AI to do humiliating exercises just to put her in her place. She was forced to kneel on the floor and look at pictures of Norron's hard cock, zoomed in to precise detail, while loudly reciting phrases like, "This slut loves her master!" or "Melinda cunt wishes to get it up the ass!" or "Dick ditch Melinda wants to drink her master's cum!" or "Slave slut Melinda yearns to deepthroat her master's cock!" or "This bitch is dying to slurp her master's piss off the floor!". Often accompanied by pictures of child sex slaves doing exactly those things. And she had to sound real enthusiastic or else the AI didn't count it.

There were so many variations, and she had to recite them for hours, usually while masturbating in various humiliating submission poses, and sometimes with various mandatory toys. Melinda knew very well by now what a butt plug was! And she always had to keep her eyes on the footage of the professor in his sex romps or sometimes just presenting his dick to the camera with a stern, expectant look. She was never allowed to look away or close her eyes for long. Norron was always projected larger than life, towering over her like her overlord. Only after one or more hours of this was she allowed to go to sleep again. She did get enough sleep overall, but almost no night went uninterrupted.

Melinda had to admit, they certainly didn't let her forget that she was a sex slave. And the most embarrassing part was that her inner pervert began responding to it, craving it even. Sometimes she felt disappointed and unloved when she went for more than two days without personal molesting attention from a Norron.

Being cunt-fucked and ass-fucked wasn't a new experience for her by now, but it still hurt quite a bit every single time. Her master just wasn't a gentle lover, and, well, 11 was 11. But she had gotten used to it, and it even gave her an element of perverted pleasure, although it was usually only he that ever came, pumping his warm seed deep into the enslaved schoolgirl copy while she wore a grimace of pain on her cute face.

But, enduring that was her job, and she had accepted this truth fully. Melinda truly understood now what it meant to be made for fucking.

++-

"Okay Kimmy slut, it's time for you to lick my asshole."

The small supermodel had never gotten her clothes back and quickly gotten used to being naked here 24/7. Naked except for a symbolic slave collar, not fastened too tightly in her case.

It was six days now since her first sexualization. They had escalated from soft touches, tickling and cuddling to small kisses, french kisses, masturbation, blowjobs, facials and cum games. They had induced her to have soft sex with other kids and even while her mommy was in the same room, although they had never pushed the two to do things to each other.

As promised, the Norrons had not fucked her tiny pussy and butthole, but they had emulated the fucking by lying on top of her or having her lie on top of them, and then sticking their hard, lubed-up cocks between her closed little legs, without actual penetration. Then they gently humped away at her like that, and sometimes not so gently. She endured it like a trooper until she was covered in this weird yucky slime that came out of their pulsing big cocks when they went faster and all huffy and puffy. Kimmy was always glad when they were done with that, although she didn't like the part where she had to rub the slime all over herself and then lick her small fingers afterwards.

The little girl enjoyed the cuddling and gentle parts, and her free time playing games with some of the older sex slave children. But despite their good example and insistent prodding and habitualization by the Norrons and even her mommy, little Copy Kimmy just didn't get used to the dirty parts of the sex. She played the slut alright, when it was demanded of her, but they could tell how much she disliked it. Not to mention, she was the youngest child on the base.

The mother was a compliant whore, but it was clear she secretly despised her creators, although she faked the appropriate respect out of fear and pragmatism. She understood the logic behind their deal, that they were made for fucking, that Norron's sexual interests were the very cause of their existence. But her independent personality and the copied memories of a free adult life prevented her from achieving actual acceptance. She wasn't much of a sexual submissive either, she had to force herself to play the role.

Norron adored little Kimmy, but he never stopped feeling like the whole thing had been a big error of judgment on his part. His youngest scans were usually at least 7 or 8, and he had underestimated her cognitive shortcomings.

Today, the little one had sucked his dick for 15 minutes after kissing him for 15 minutes, with his old tongue lathering around in her tiny little mouth while she was sitting on his lap. It was always so yucky, but she had done it anyway.

But now, as the old man turned around and spread his ugly ass cheeks with his gnarly old fingers, she stood her ground.

"Uh-uh", she said loudly and shook her little head no.

She had seen many videos of ass-eating, of other kids doing it for the professor and of pretty grown ladies doing it to handsome men. She had seen other sex slave children like Melinda do it right in front of her. And even her own mommy! But she just didn't want to do it. It was so nasty and yucky!

"Lick it now."

"Uh-uh", she repeated with a pout on her face and her little arms crossed in front of her naked flat chest.

"Now, Kimmy slut. Right now."

"Uh-uh!"

He turned around and smiled at her. Then he gently drew her into a warm, loving hug. He whispered into her tiny ear, with genuine softness.

"Is that your final word, gummy bear?"

"Uh-huh." She nodded, her small gorgeous face rubbing against his not-so-gorgeous one. "I don't wanna do it."

"That's okay, sweetie. You don't have to. But you know you'll be erased, right? I don't keep copies who don't obey. I want only obedient girls."

"I wanna go home to daddy."

"The original Kimmy is already home with her daddy. You are just a copy I made. Your home is here. If you don't like it, just tell me and I'll erase you again. You won't feel a thing, I swear."

"Okay."

"Okay what? Okay you'll lick my asshole or okay you'll be erased?"

"Erased."

"Are you sure?"

"I don't wanna do this anymore!" She stomped her naked little foot.

A clear decision. Good.

"Fair enough."

He unlocked her slave collar and took it off of her, tossing it aside. Then he kissed her cheek, very softly.

"Thanks for all the kisses and the sucking. It was very nice. You are sooo beautiful and sweet! I don't want to make you feel bad. That was never the goal. You are too young, I made a mistake by scanning you so young. We'll make it all better now."

He swooped her small frame up and stood straight, and she hugged him tight so she wouldn't fall. Her soft blonde strains fell over his old shoulder.

The professor carried her out into the room where the Cunt Copier was. He initiated a scan he had prepared just for this moment. There was a shimmer of light and a humming sound. In the middle of the cage appeared a small table with a fancy silver plate. On it was a singular red gummy bear.

Norron opened the cage with a verbal command. He gently settled naked little Kimmy down on the floor and pointed to the treat.

"I'd like you to eat that one and tell me how it tastes."

She smiled up at him and then waddled into the Cunt Copier. The supergorgeous superloli chewed on the gummy bear.

"I think it's cherry."

"Is it good?"

"Yeah." She smiled at him.

Norron closed the Cunt Copier and smiled back at her.

"Good. I'm glad you liked it. I'll erase you now. Bye Kimmy."

"Can I talk to mommy again?"

"No. But I'll tell her you said goodbye."

She looked sad for a moment.

"Okay."

He erased the content of the cage, and all the particles in Copy Kimmy's body were replaced with air.

+--

Norron entered the beautiful, luxurious guest quarters where the copy of mommy Minton was sucking his own copy off. The 31-year-old was quite experienced at giving head. She did a good job for her creator.

While she was still sucking the other Norron, the professor went on his knees behind her and pushed his hard cock, still a bit wet from little Kimmy's earlier sucking, into her moist cunt. He established a nice, steady pace, and she humped her rear back at him.

"I want to show you something."

Norron projected footage from the future against the white wall and the woman looked at it from the side of her eyes while bobbing her head on the old man's throbbing meatpole.

It showed the future of the Minton family, and especially Kimmy. Kimmy would remain her only child and go on to become an actual model and second-rate actress. He showed her pictures of future grandkids, adult Kimmy's husband, herself as an old lady.

The copy Norron spewed large spurts of hot slimy cum into her mouth and all over her perky beautiful titties. Copy Mommy swallowed as much as she could and let the rest flow down her skin, all while fucking herself against the other professor kneeling behind her.

"Would you like to know how you die? The original, I mean?"

"No... just tell me how old I get. And John and Kimmy."

"Your husband dies at 63. This is him at 58." He projected a picture of her aged husband.

"You die at 86. This is you at 70-something."

"Kimmy dies at 52. This is her at 49, the oldest picture I could find."

"52... Oh god, she dies before me."

The mommy stared into the eyes of her middle-aged future daughter. A beautiful, successful married woman with two kids of her own. No longer a supergorgeous superloli, but the echo was still visible in her handsome features.

"It's a bit young, I know. But I think she'll have a happy life overall."

"Can we change the future?"

"No. I told you. Time is a flat curve. Nothing can change the future. I could copy her out again, but I don't think that's what you had in mind."

She shook her head.

"These are her kids. Your grandchildren. They won't be born for a while." He projected pictures of their lives, into their early adulthood.

"Will they have children?"

"Some of them, I guess. I didn't research that far ahead."

There were some children in some of the pictures with them. Probably Kimmy's grandchildren.

They stared at the pictures for a bit, copy Norron sitting on her bed, Mommy Minton bouncing her ass backward obediently while slimy cum dried on her chin and chest. After a silent minute of fucking, he slapped her ass hard.

"Now go to your elbows and knees, I want to finish doggy-style. Push your face down flat against the floor."

The sex slave obeyed and he rammed hard into her, enjoying his animalistic dominance over her, until he shot his baby-making slime into the woman. She didn't get much pleasure out of it.

He pulled out, slapped the side of her leg until she turned around and then made her suck him clean. Norron let her work his wet slimy meat for two minutes until he was satisfied with her cleaning duty.

"Where's Kimmy?"

"She's on Earth with your husband and original Mommy Minton."

"No, I mean my Kimmy. The one you created."

Norron sighed heavily. This was going to be unpleasant.

"She refused a direct order. Three times. Turns out rimming was her limit."

"Oh my god. What did you do??"

"What I told you both I'd do. I told you, I don't keep disobedient copies around."

"Oh my god."

"She didn't feel pain for even one second."

"Oh my god. And I still let you fuck me! After you murdered my baby! You fucking bastard!"

Norron sighed an exasperated sigh.

"She was never your baby. I made her, and I unmade her. It was her decision, by the way. She told me to tell you goodbye."

"You murdered my baby!"

The Norrons exchanged a glance. Yep, he regretted making that scan.

The woman looked like she was about to lunge at him to claw his eyes out. With a very quick command, he instructed the base's AI to project force fields to restrain her. Her arms were pinned to her naked body, which pushed her sexy titties out in a very appealing fashion. Then she felt herself lifted upward by an anti-gravity field and floated out of the room.

She couldn't move one bit, but her body moved through the air seemingly carried by invisible hands. Cum was dripping from her well-fucked mommy cunt. The Cunt Copier opened and she was floated inside.

"NO! Please don't do this! I'm sorry! I'll do everything you want! Please, I'll fuck you and suck you and rim you... please!"

"Thank you for your service, but I don't want you anymore. I hope you had at least some good moments here. I'm sorry it turned out so unpleasant."

He closed the Cunt Copier, ready to erase her.

"Let's talk about this! Please!"

Norron sighed.

"Okay, listen. I don't erase you because I hate you. I erase you because your usefulness is spent. That may sound cruel, but I'm the one who made you in the first place. If I couldn't erase you, I would have had no incentive to create you. Imagine if I allowed all the copies to live, even if they disrespect and disobey me. I would have a large city under the moon, filled with useless people who resent me. I would have to micromanage it all, build ever more living space just to keep it all going. At some point, the waste heat would be detectable from Earth, and I know that can't happen. The alternative would be not to copy you at all. I could fap to porn or pay pre-existing adult hookers on Earth. But that's not what I really want, and you wouldn't get the bonus lifetime either! You have to understand that my options here are limited. I can't ask the originals before I scan them. They can't know about any of this. So I have to do it this way. Don't fear death, it's just nonexistence again. Like before you were copied. There is nothing good about it, but there's nothing bad about it either. It's just neutral."

"Please! I get it, alright? I'm sorry I insulted you! Come on, there has got to be something I can do!"

"No. Your erasal is certain now."

He stepped back, thinking for a moment.

"Although... I'm willing to consider a reboot, if you're interested. I could scan Kimmy again in the future. When she's older, let's say 11 or 12, rather than 6. It's against my rules, but I could make an exception if you're okay with it. And I could go back to the past and scan you at age 10 or so. I give your daughter another chance, and I give you another chance. But only your childhood self. You both get the bonus lifetime, but not in the adult form."

She stared at him with her mouth open.

"You want to fuck me at age 10?"

He shrugged.

"The only reason I scanned you as an adult was because you were standing next to the most beautiful 6-year-old I have ever seen. I love fucking adult women, but I prefer preteens. I can't afford to let my interests slide in this operation, I have to make sure I get what I want out of this deal or my motivation to make any of you is gone."

"Okay, I get that... but..." She sighed.

"Do you take the deal or not?"

"Is there anything I can do to survive here? My current me?"

"No, sorry. You insulted and all but attacked me. You were never the one I wanted in the first place."

"But... okay, fine. Do it. Scan Kimmy again at age 12, maybe she will change her mind this time. Scan me at age 10 or 12. I think I might say yes. I was already really curious about sex back then. You can show me the ropes for a few weeks and introduce me to cock. I'll probably agree if it's required. Just... please promise you won't force anything on us and you won't lie to us. Be honest about this whole deal just like you were this time."

"Always. I promise."

He handed her a small key, and she took her slave collar off, tossing it to the floor symbolically.

"I don't promise that I will actually scan you both again. I only promise that I'll think about it. Even at age 10 or 12, it could still be unpleasant for you."

She sighed.

"Maybe. I hated a lot of my time here. But still... it's better to have a choice."

"Kimmy already had a choice. And you already made the choice to disrespect me."

"She was only 6. And I was upset because you killed my daughter off! It's an instinct!"

He chuckled and stared at her tits and naked pussy. She was still covered in drying Norron cum.

"Yeah, I guess I can't really blame you for that. So, do you think it's a good idea? Scanning you both again?"

All three of them were pondering the question, even the copy Norron who watched the whole conversation in silence.

"I... I don't know. But it's probably worth a shot. Explain it all to them, let them decide. My childhood self and a 12-year-old Kimmy. It's weird, but who knows, it might work out. Unless there is something I can do to convince you to let me stay right now..."

"No. I don't really enjoy this part, but it is necessary. Your time here ends now."

She sat down naked on the floor, playing idly with her discarded slave collar.

"Well, what are you waiting for, then?"

With a verbal command, he erased the full radius of the Cunt Copier with her inside.

Norron turned to his copy, the one that was made from the scan of Kimmy and her Mommy Minton.

"You get one last fuck."

"I choose slut Melinda."

"Good choice."

They grinned at each other, and Copy Norron went to seek out the 11-year-old sex slave for his final romp.

He would give her a good one!

---

Prof. Norron travelled to the future, just a few years ahead. It was always a pain in the ass to implement, but he realized he needed to do this. Three nights in a row after the Mintons' undoing, he had woken up with a nervous sweat, thinking about little Copy Kimmy. How she had looked at him with her big blue eyes as he had erased her. This had never happened before, this kind of emotional resonance. He realized he missed her. And he went back to sleep with a boner thinking about her supergorgeous face and body. He looked at pictures from her career, supermodel Kimmy at age 15+. She was so hot!

Mommy Minton was right. It was worth a shot. He needed to resurrect her, give her a second chance. It was against his rules, but she had only been 6. Maybe her 12-year-old self would appreciate the offer more? If not, she could always be erased again. After all, she had been very brave about the whole erasal idea.

The old professor spied on her for a while before scanning her. There was a bit of unusual interference with his cameras. Like there were several ones on the same frequency. Norron smiled. His future self was spying on him spying on her.

Finally he got her alone. A beautiful supergorgeous 12-year-old girl on her way to become a model and a second-rate actress. He saw her mom in the garden, unaware that she had ever swallowed his cum, and passed the girl on the street when she left home to visit a friend.

Little tweenie Kimmy looked so hot and stylish as she swayed her hips unwittingly and brushed her natural blonde hair behind her ear. She looked up at him with big, blue eyes, almost the eyes of a teenager now, and smiled her beautiful smile. Of course, there was no recognition, just the warm friendliness of a young pubescent girl enjoying the mild summer evening.

He took the scan, made some more footage of her at her friend's house with his spy cameras and then returned to his base in the past.

Norron inserted the silver disc into the Cunt Copier. But he hesitated, pondering. The old professor found himself unusually nervous and uncertain. Making another scan of the same person after erasing her was against his personal rules. After all, she had already made her decision. For the first time in long years of copying and sexualizing kid slaves, he was wavering.

Was this what she would want? She had made a different choice, but that had been her much younger self. Was it bad to have a choice again? A more sexually mature one this time? Norron insisted on preteens to copy, but there was a huge difference between 6 and 12. Would he be harming her by giving her the option again? Benefitting her? Was she even the same person?

He found no perfect answers. But her looks, oh my god! She had not lost any of her appeal, only gained more sexual awareness. And full penetration... oh my god! Who knew, maybe she had changed her mind on the topic of rim jobs by now! Maybe, just maybe, she was growing into a hot little pervert, like slut Melinda.

There was only one way to find out.

"This is the last scan, gummy bear. I swear. If you choose erasal again, I'll leave you alone forever."

+--

"Okay, so, this is really hard to explain. God, I hope your brain has grown a little!"

Norron and his new copy sat each on one side of 12-year-old Kimmy Minton. The copy had his hard cock out and slut Melinda sucked on it, kneeling before him in the nude. Kimmy made big eyes at the action, but Melinda was actually even more surprised to see a 12-year-old version of the young one. She was suddenly older than her now! Then again, Melinda had seen many strange things here.

"Okay, you ready? Listen well, Kimmy."

Slurping sounds from Melinda's blowjob made for a nice background ambience as everybody awaited the explanation.

"I... um... Melinda slut, why don't you explain her everything? Pretend like she's a new girl."

The copy Norron shot the other Norron an angry glance for interrupting the blowjob, but he just grinned.

"Okay, this slave will try, Master", Melinda began, and Kimmy raised an astonished eyebrow at her language. "Professor Norron is from the future. He has built a secret base under the surface of the moon in the present. He has technology that allows him to scan people and make copies of them. The original people remain unaware that he scanned them. I... slut Melinda was also created this way. The original Melinda lives her normal life on Earth, while slave Melinda is allowed to serve Master Norron as a sex puppet. Thank you for allowing Melinda cunt to stay, Master!"

"You're welcome, bitch."

"Okay, all the copies of all the children are made for fucking. Bitch cunt Melinda was made for fucking. The original remains unaware and lives her normal life. But dick ditch Melinda fuckslut was made for fucking."

Dick ditch Melinda fuckslut emphasized her words by wanking the copy Norron's exposed hard man meat for him. Tweenie Kimmy made big eyes.

"Kimmy slut was made for fucking too. If a copied slave doesn't want to be a sex slave anymore, he or she can simply say, 'I want to be erased' and then they will be erased painlessly again. The original will remain unharmed and left alone. What this stupid cum bucket doesn't understand is why slave Kimmy is now suddenly so old and has forgotten everything. But stupid slut Melinda thinks it's probably a new scan?"

"That's right, cunt. Don't call yourself stupid. You were always one of the smartest. What year do you think it is?"

"2018, Master."

"Kimmy, what year is it?"

"2024, M..." The young supergorgeous tween cunt bit her lip. She had almost called him Master just because this 11-year-old sex slave had done so! Both Norrons chuckled.

"That's okay. You can call me Master or Master Norron. And by can I mean you will or I'll erase you. You are nothing but my plaything now. Oh, and by the way, it's not 2024. Melinda cunt, how do you explain why she thinks it is?"

"Time travel, obviously. Master. You scanned her in the future. Am I right to assume you erased the 6-year-old one and her mommy because they weren't good enough sluts?"

"None of your fucking business, dick ditch. And that was an 'I' you shouldn't have used. You'll get punished for that later. But yes, you're exactly right. Now deepthroat."

Tweenie Kimmy made even bigger eyes, both because of what they told her and because of the trained ease with which the 11-year-old forced the hard glistening cock down her facehole to the balls, making 'glug-glug-glug' sounds. The newly instantiated sex slave looked so gorgeous and cute with her concerned and worried face. She was 12 now, but still not the brightest lightbulb. And all of this stuff was so overwhelming.

"Okay, gummy bear - that's you, Kimmy. Your old nickname. Got the gist of it?"

"I..." She sighed, overwhelmed.

"You were here before, you know. You and your mom."

He projected images of her 6-year-old copied self, how she sucked his dick and frenched the shit out of him. And her mom, how she behaved like a wanton whore for both Norron and his temporary copy. He had selected the footage to get her into a compliant mood.

"You were 6 years old when I first scanned you. I erased the copy and made a new scan in 2024. You're 12 now, and I expect you to act more mature and disciplined this time. You are free to refuse my offer again if you want. In that case, I'll just erase you again and never make another Kimmy. This is your second and last chance. I made this exception only because you were so young the first time I scanned you. That was my mistake and I should have known better.

"You don't have to understand everything, by the way. It's okay to be confused at first. The only things you really need to understand are: 1 - you are a sex slave now. You will never go home and you will never disobey. You are made for fucking. 2 - you are not the original Kimmy. You are just a copy of her. She will live a normal happy life as a model and actress, get married, have 2 kids. No matter what choices you make, Kimmy Minton will be fine. And 3 - if you don't like your life here, just tell us. In that case, we will simply undo your creation, without any pain mind you. You can choose this at any time, no muss no fuss. So, what do you say?"

"I... I wanna go home!"

"What did I just tell you? Jesus Christ, even your 6-year-old self understood this! The original Kimmy is already home. You are just a copy, made for fucking."

He showed her the footage of the original Kimmy at her friend's house after he had scanned her in 2024.

"This is what Kimmy did after I scanned her. You don't remember doing this, because you are just a copy from the scan I made on the street. You don't remember arriving at your friend's house, but the original Kimmy did. You weren't kidnapped. You were duplicated. Let me demonstrate how this works."

He did the gummy bear replication trick again that had impressed 6-year-old Kimmy so much. But to his disappointment, the 12-year-old rejected the gummy bears.

"I don't want to get fat."

"That's actually a good attitude. Stay sexy and trim for your master and owner. Good slave cunt!"

"What? No, I want to be a model!"

"Oh, you'll model for us, alright. There'll be plenty of opportunities!"

Both Norrons laughed a dirty laugh. Slut Melinda raped her throat on her copied master's cock, making loud 'glug-glug-glug' sounds in the background.

Then Norron projected pictures of Kimmy's modelling career, from the post-2024 future. That finally did it.

"Oh my god, it's all true! You really are from the future!"

"Yep, and you're really a model. I always knew you had it in you, gummy bear. You were always the cutest thing in all existence. No offense, Melinda cunt."

"Wowe wagew! Glug-glug-glug!"

"Now remember, this is footage from the original Kimmy who will never know that any copies of her existed. You, the copy, can never visit Earth, you can only be either erased or stay here as a sex slave. Either decision is fine, but sticking around requires absolute obedience. Your 6-year-old copy refused to lick my asshole. You have seen her suck dick and kiss me, but she said 'I don't wanna do it' when I gave her the direct order to rim me out. That's what got her erased from existence. You never, ever refuse a direct order from me. Is that clear, Kimmy slut?"

She stared at him like a dear in the headlights, paralyzed. It looked so cute and sexy, he got as hard as his copy who was being deepthroated by an 11-year-old.

"The correct answer is 'Yes, Master'", whispered the copied Norron with a sly grin on his face, like he was a schoolboy helping a schoolgirl cheat on a test.

"Yes, Master", tweenie Kimmy said without thinking, scared and confused. Tears started welling up in her supergorgeous big blue eyes.

"Oh no, please don't start crying. I don't want to have nightmares again because I feel bad for you! Cut that shit right out, cunt. The whole point of this operation is to give you a second chance at this bonus life thing, now that you're not a little kid anymore. You're almost a woman now, and an incredibly sexy one too. I suggest you act accordingly. We know you're low IQ, and you have a special place in our heart because of your previous stay here. We will cut you a tremendous amount of slack for both. But if you act like you're still 6, we'll wipe your existence out like random garbage, so you better get your act together. We'll explain this shit to you 10 more times if necessary, but the end result of that process is either a really obedient sex slave Kimmy or no Kimmy at all! Well, with the exception of the original Kimmy, obviously."

"And all the other people who are also called Kimmy", added the other professor with an amused smirk.

"Jesus man, don't needlessly confuse the dumb cunt, she's baffled enough as it is!"

The two Norrons laughed their dirty mean laughter, Melinda kept doing her oral duty, and supergorgeous tweenie Kimmy tried her hardest to get a cognitive grip on the absurd madness she'd been thrust into.

+++

The new Copy Kimmy was sitting on Norron's lap. They were both naked, and she was still getting used to her new role as a sex slave without limits. His erection pushed against her little ass crack, hard and hot. He whispered in her ear, brushing gently through her hair.

"I have to admit, I had missed you. You don't remember, but for me, it's been less than a month since I had your 6-year-old self on my lap, just like you are now."

They had indeed explained everything 10 times over. Kimmy was 12 now, and actually much smarter accordingly. But she didn't have her mother, and she felt scared and alone. So Norron had taken some time just getting her used to his touch, making her feel good and comfy about it.

She was forced to spend many hours watching other beautiful kid slaves fulfill every sexual demand given to them, especially asslicking. And watch footage of all kinds of porn, including of her own past self and her mother performing as sex slaves. This had occupied the young girl full-time for a few days. No other entertainment was allowed for her in this initial stage. She had seen hundreds of rimjobs by now, in gross detail.

Then they had re-introduced her to adult cock - the first hardons she had ever touched. Hours of tongue-kissing and massages had followed. They had made her give them handjobs followed by clumsy blowjobs, and she had played along grudgingly but obediently. Thick slimy semen had covered her naked supermodel body for the first time in her life, from her perspective. They had forced her to drink it both from the source and from replicated filled glasses. Like her 6-year-old self, she hated the texture and the taste.

Neither did she enjoy being pissed on in the shower, with streams of urine from two Norrons converging right on her supermodel face. But she had accepted her new role instead of disobeying or asking for erasal. Now it was time to push her limits beyond the younger Kimmy's breaking point and put her obedience to the test.

In the background, there were multiple video streams running. Most of them showed young Kimmy, a few her mother. All of them were sexual. Kimmy with a dick in her tiny mouth, looking gorgeous. Kimmy with cum on her flat baby chest and face. Kimmy tongue-tangoing with another kid. Mommy taking it up the butt. Kimmy masturbating two Norrons at the same time. And so on. Intermixed was random dom-sub porn with gorgeous actors.

"You told us you didn't have any kind of sex in the last 6 years. Is that really true? With your looks?"

His voice was a gentle whisper. He had wanted to ease her in kindly, but that always ran the risk of treating the girl slaves too softly. A harder domination approach was usually more fertile at this age. But Norron just couldn't shake the habits he'd built up with tiny Copy Kimmy, and so he found himself slipping back and treating her almost like a little kid again at times.

She nodded.

"Answer loudly when I ask you a question."

"Yes, Master. I kissed some boys and there was a bit of fondling... if that counts."

"Of course it counts. You are to write a detailed report about that later today. We want to know all of these activities, down to every last detail, including how old you were and how you felt about them. Leave nothing out. What about frigging your cunt? Do you masturbate?"

Tweenie Kimmy blushed crimson. The blush went down almost between her beautiful naked breast mounds.

"Yes, Master. Sometimes."

"Do you cum?"

"Sometimes, Master. But not always."

"Spread your legs for me, gummy bear. Show me how you do it."

She leaned back against him, opened her legs wide and started rubbing herself while watching the footage of her former alternate self being sexualized. Norron let his leathery hand roam all over her naked body. She had lost her babyfat tummy, but there was more of her now, more leg, more chest, more Kimmy. A 12-year-old sex goddess. She started breathing heavily.

"What are you?", he whispered in her ear.

"I'm your slave, Master." It had taken quite a bit of correction to get her to accept and express this new truth of her life reliably.

"What is your purpose?"

"My purpose is for fucking, Master."

"You know you are just a copy, created by me."

"Yes, Master."

"So, who owns this body?"

He ran his hands over her ass globes, her back, her naked legs. Kimmy let out a loud gasp, her little hand rubbing her clit in a fast motion.

"You own this body, Master. Oh!"

His hand brushed over her nipples, the nipples he owned, and it sent electric shivers down her spine.

"What happens if you ever disobey me, slave?"

"I get erased from existence, Master."

"So will you ever disobey me?"

"No, Master. Never." Rubbing her clit hard and panting.

Norron suddenly pushed her off of him and got up. He turned his back to the tween cunt and spread his ass cheeks wide to present his shaved and cleaned asshole to his latest slave.

"Then prove it. Lick my asshole, bitch. And you will keep rubbing that clit if you know what's good for you."

"Oh god..." she moaned, both in lust and disgust. She kept frigging herself hard. But she hesitated.

"Now, Kimmy slut. Right now!"

There was a threatening anger in his voice, and it sent shivers of animal instinct through her wet pussy. She knew the story of past Kimmy. She knew this was what had gotten her erased from existence.

'I have no choice', she told herself, even though she knew she had one. It only increased her excitement even further.

Almost dizzy, Kimmy-turned-slut leaned forward and started gingerly to connect her tongue to the old man's anus, taking in the fleshy texture and earthy, sweaty taste.

'Oh my god, I'm really doing this. I am really licking his asshole! An old man's asshole! And I have my tongue all over it. Oh god! This is who I am now. I'm an asslicker now!'

Her fingers danced a wild dance over her moist slit and clitty. Her tongue started lathering at the presented target. Kimmy's breath was heavy in Norron's ass crack.

"Don't you dare slack off, cunt!" he yelled at her, when she tried to take it just a bit slower after half a minute. It sent shivers of both fear and lust through her body, and she redoubled her rimming and masturbating.

And so, with videos of her 6-year-old former self as a porn star in the background, supergorgeous tween model Kimmy came for her master while eating his nasty old ass out for 10 minutes straight.

She couldn't see Norron's smile on his old face.

'Thank you, time travel!', he thought.

+--

"How do you feel, Kimmy cunt?"

"That's not very nice..."

"We're not very nice people."

Both Norrons chuckled and had big grins on their faces. Both Norrons sat around her again, except everybody was naked this time. Their gnarly old fingers were on her naked slender thighs and cute little tit mounds. She had her legs spread wide to offer her tweenie pussy to her creators, as ordered by them.

"Seriously, how do you feel about being here? I made a mistake last time I copied you, but now you're older, and I was hoping this would make things better."

"I'd still rather go home, Master."

"Obviously, but you know why that's not possible. How do you feel about my decision to copy you again at this age? Would you like to be erased again, like little Copy Kimmy did? She was very brave about the whole erasal thing. I honestly wasn't sure whether I should copy you again after that. I'm still not 100% certain that I made the right decision."

"Do I have a soul if I'm only a copy? What will happen to me when I'm erased?"

"There's no such thing as a soul. It's an obsolete concept from a pre-scientific era. It was science that created you, you should let the scientific worldview guide your decision. And scientifically speaking, it's all in your brain function. When you are erased, that brain function will simply cease to exist, like before we created you. Don't be afraid of it. Fear of death is just an animal instinct. It's not helpful in this situation."

He let his hand roam all over her beautiful backside. It was gentle, but also possessive.

"You shouldn't compare your life here against heaven or hell. You shouldn't compare it to the life of the original Kimmy, either. Those are not your actual choices. The only question is, is it better or worse than nothing? Because that's your alternative. The absolute neutrality of nonexistence. So, what do you think? Would you rather be our sex slave, or not exist at all?"

Tweenie Kimmy sighed, overwhelmed. The copy Norron fingered her hairless pussy, and she opened her legs wider to allow him better access to her not-so-private place.

"I... I don't know... I don't know. Will you hurt me a lot?"

"A little bit, sometimes. We don't really torture much, but there definitely will be spankings. We will frequently fuck you deep in your pussy and asshole, and that's gotta hurt at your age. And we'll make you feel uncomfortable in other ways, too. It turns us on. Some kids find it stimulating as well. Like a sexual game. Slut Melinda, for example, has grown to enjoy it quite a bit, even though she's only 11. But that's never guaranteed. You did cum while you were licking my asshole, so that's a good start."

He grinned a dirty grin.

"There'll be other activities as well though", added the other Norron. "You'll have downtimes and nearly free days. You'll often be kept busy doing humiliating shit, and we're going to fuck you whenever we want. You never get to say no to that. But you will also have a lot of leisure and entertainment. We have almost all TV shows, movies and video games humanity will ever make. And the best food of all time. Would that be of interest to you?"

"Yeah... I guess so." The young model sighed again. "But I miss my mom and dad."

"There's not much we can do about that. Your mommy was erased the same day you were. She insulted us and we prefer to fuck children anyway, so we got rid of her. We did suggest an alternative to her before she was erased: to scan you in the future. The idea was to give you the same option at a more mature age. More lifetime, if you want it. We also agreed that I can scan her in the past when she was 10 or so."

"Really? You scanned my mom when she was a kid?? Is she here now??"

"No, not yet. It's on our bucket list. She knew it's our age preference. We didn't let her stay as an adult, so she agreed to the next best thing. But before we actually do that, we want to see first how you are doing. Whether you want to stay or not. After all, your younger self chose the erasal instead."

"Do I have to decide right now?"

"Of course not. You can make this decison at any time later. But if you hate it here and it doesn't get better, you should really tell us. In that case, it would be better to be brave again and simply ask for erasal. We didn't recreate you in order to make you feel bad again. We just wanted to give you a second choice, now that you're older. We'd really hate to think that this was a mistake again."

"Okay."

"But it's important for you to understand that we won't hold back just to make you feel better. Sexual slavery is not a cakewalk. You are not a free person anymore, but merely our toy, and we'll treat you any way we feel like. If we want to see your naked ass red, your ass will be reddened. If we want you to drink nothing but cum, you'll drink nothing but cum. If we want to hang you upside-down from the ceiling, you'll hang upside-down. If we want to see you gang-raped, you'll get gang-raped. If we want to see you drenched in piss, you'll be soaking in it. And so on."

Both Norrons sported hard erections, and she rubbed them both with her beautiful small hands.

"We will fuck all of your holes soon, deep and hard. We will enjoy the pain on your face when we do it, and the tears in your eyes. We will make you cry during the day, and then we will wake you up in the middle of the night to rape you yet again. And you are expected to be a grateful little cunt and thank us for it all. We love this shit, but it will probably suck a lot for you. It's fully up to you to draw the line and choose erasal. If you stick around even though you hate it, it will be your own fault. I know it's harsh, but that's the only deal we ever offer, to any of the copies we make. If you don't comprehend this, you should say so right now and we'll erase you right away. So did you get that, cunt?"

Kimmy sighed. This was already getting unpleasant again. But she also felt getting excited again, with old man fingers twirling over her moist clit no less. The young beauty answered obediently.

"Yes, Master. I understand."

"Good. You are obligated to deepthroat my cock now. You've watched enough of that to do a good job, so that's what I expect. You don't have to like it. But as long as you stick around here, active sexual devotion is 100% required. If you do a shitty job as a sex slave, you'll be erased whether you like it or not. We're not fucking around on that part. We don't do this because we hate you, in fact we like you quite a bit. But you were made for a reason. That reason being fucking."

"I know, Master."

Supergorgeous tweenie Kimmy leaned over, licked her supergorgeous tweenie lips and started sucking on the tip of Norron's old cock, very slowly and with careful dedication. Then she went down deeper and deeper, struggling hard against her gag reflex.

'If Melinda slut can do this, I can do it too!', she thought.

But what she said was, "Glug-glug-glug-glug-glug!"

---

Norron appeared in the door of slut Melinda's room. She immediately paused the holo game she was playing and kneeled before him with her legs spread very wide and her pelvis and chest thrust outward. Her hands were behind her head, her fingers interlocked.

"Welcome, Master Norron! Melinda cunt loves to serve you! How can this worthless body bring you satisfaction tonight?"

She looked up at him when he didn't say anything for a moment. He smiled down at her, and she almost rubbed her eyes in disbelief. He was so young! It was clearly the professor, but he couldn't be more than 25! The Norrons she'd interacted with had all been at least 55 or older. This version was clearly much less than 30. At this age, she'd almost call him handsome. Almost, but not quite.

He laughed out loud when she presented herself and greeted him in the mandatory way.

"Oh my god, that is so cute! Do you have to do that every time? Did I come up with that?"

"Melinda slut is a good sex slave for Master Norron", was all that her addled little brain could come up with for an answer.

He just laughed again, like it was the most hilarious joke.

Then she saw another Norron appear behind the young one, at the age she knew well.

"Can I have a word with the little cunt? You can fuck and command her in any way you please afterwards."

"Sure, be my guest. Or rather, I'm your guest, so you do what you need to do."

A big grin was on the young Norron's face. Melinda couldn't help stare at him. It was so freaky.

"The AI will guide you to a guest area where you can replicate food or coffee if you please."

The old Norron pushed into Melinda's room, as the young one nodded and trodded away.

"Who was that, Master?" Melinda couldn't stop herself from asking in excited curiosity.

"We have a very special guest tonight. And you have to make a very special choice. Get up and sit with me. This is going to be an important talk."

He sat down on her bed and the naked slender slave sat on his lap.

"Tonight, reality bends in on itself in an unusual way", explained the professor. "See, there is something I haven't told you before. You weren't completely picked at random."

"No?"

"No. I mean, I liked your looks when I first saw you, but I didn't really recognize you at the time. It was only when I looked up your name, Melinda, that I started to remember. At that point, I knew you were the one. I knew I'd scan and copy you at some point. It was one of the reasons why I chose you, apart from your good looks obviously."

"W-what does that mean?"

"You're the smart little citizen scientist here. Give me your best hypothesis."

"You said you remembered me. And my name. And he's so young. Oh my god, you were him?? He's your younger self? He must be, like, 20 years younger at least?"

Norron laughed.

"Thanks for the compliment, slut. More like 35 now. You're almost right, I remember being him, but it's a bit more complicated than that. He is the original Norron who lives, and will continue to live, in the 22nd century. I was copied years after this visit, so I'm a copy of the man he will become. But he, the original, will remain in the future. In gratitude for making us copies and giving us the chance to set up this operation, we invite him frequently to come from the future into the past and fuck the slaves in any way he wants. His visits are scattered all over the timeline, out of order. This one is special because it happened before I got copied out, and it's the first time he ever visits the moon base. And I vaguely remember using a girl here tonight, a girl just like you, whose name was Melinda."

"Oh my god."

"It's been at least 35 years now for me. I don't remember every detail, in fact I've forgotten most of it. But I knew this would happen to you one day, and I think I wasn't exactly a gentle lover that night. To put it very mildly. More like a really cruel and inexperienced master who didn't really know what he was doing. I think I treated you like shit that night."

"Holy cow, that is so freaky!"

"Remember how you asked me why I never try to change the timeline on purpose? Well, tonight's your chance to test your hypothesis. You can ask for erasal right now, and I'll respect your decision. Or you can try to kill him if you want. I'll even give you a knife. Or you can refuse to have sex with him. Of course, if you do any of these things, you'll get erased. If you're a good girl tonight and endure all the pain and clumsy inexperienced cruel shit he throws at you, I'll make it up to you by taking you to see real-life dinosaurs. And I'll show you all the videos and pictures of the original Melinda's future. And to top it off you'll get two months off where all your sex is voluntary, without any threats of erasal or punishment. All of this can be yours IF you're a good girl tonight and allow the timeline to happen as I remember it happening. The choice is yours."

"Oh my god, this is so freaky!"

He grinned.

"Time travel, am I right?"

"He's so young!"

"Yes, he's not even a professor yet. This happened just after I stole the scanning technology from the future, which happened shortly after I received the time travel specs from my future copied self who lived in the past and who I now already have been. If you kill this guy tonight, this entire base will never come into existence. And neither will you."

"I thought you said it was impossible to change time."

Norron generously overlooked her use of the personal pronoun. She was so enthralled and excited, she didn't even notice.

"Tonight, it's up to your own free will to decide whether I was wrong. Take some scissors, stab him in the gut. Bite his dick off. Do whatever you want. But of course it comes at a price - it would eliminate your very own existence."

"Oh my god. This is SO freaky!"

The old man suddenly hugged her tight.

"Listen, I... I told you I don't remember every detail, but I think I was a very cruel lover that night. I'm so sorry for hurting you. Back then, I was just starting to get into the whole SM thing and I just realized I was a hardcore pedophile who wanted to dominate real little girls, instead of just the mediocre loli sex bots and the holo hentai stuff... back then, I thought being a master was all about cruelty and pain infliction and treating others like shit, making them hate you. Especially with slaves like you, who aren't voluntary SM lovers at all but real slaves who get erased if they say no.

"Today I know better, I mean I still treat you like shit sometimes, but believe me, he's much worse than I am now. It was a learning curve, and he's going to screw up many times over. I need you to be a really special hero tonight, a really brave and awesome special slave... I need you to forgive me in advance for how I treated you 35 years ago and take it all like a trooper. I swear I'll reward you once he's gone again. Do you think you can do that for me, sweet Melinda slut? Take an unusual amount of pain for one night? Be a really brave girl for your master, just for tonight?"

Melinda blinked nervously. It looked incredibly cute.

"What exactly are we talking about?"

"I don't remember exactly. But it's going to be much worse than usual. You see, back then I'd mostly had SM with grown ladies who were really really masochistic, and I used to play a lot of these holo games where the girls aren't real and you can make them scream in agony all the time, no muss no fuss. And when I found out I could do it to real kids, copies who have no choice if they want to keep existing, and that no one would ever know, I felt this rush of sadism and cruelty, real cruelty, it was so hard to hold back, and I didn't really see why I should hold back any at all..."

Melinda gulped audibly.

"I think it was pretty bad, and I'm so sorry for hurting you like that. Would you like to opt out? Be erased now? Change the timeline forever?"

The young girl opened her mouth, unsure what to say.

'Dinosaurs!', her brain reminded her. 'He's going to take you to the dinosaurs!'

"I... slut Melinda demands dinosaurs!" she said sternly, and they both laughed.

"Pain and dinosaurs." He nodded. "And all the information I can find on real Melinda's life story. And two months of free life without any mandatory sex... although I hope you get so horny that you volunteer sometimes." He grinned.

Melinda forced herself to be brave.

"Okay."

The old man kissed her lips gently.

"Please forgive me for hurting you. I'm so sorry. Remember, you can still ask for erasal, even during the torture, to make the pain stop. But I already know you won't, because I remember you didn't. You took it all like a trooper that night. So just hang in there, okay?"

He left to fetch her tormentor, and the naked little girl stayed behind breathing nervously and steeling herself for what was to come.

+++

It was only the young Norron who entered her room again. The door closed seamlessly right behind him. They were all alone now.

Melinda immediately rushed into her submission pose.

"Welcome back, young Master Norron! This slut is available for your service. How may Melinda cunt fulfill all your wishes?"

He didn't grin now, it wasn't funny to him anymore. His initial amusement had given way to thrilled acceptance of his mastery over the kid slaves. The 25-year-old put his backpack down and slowly circled the kneeling naked loli girl.

"All my life..." he spoke, more to himself than her. It sounded angry, resentful. "All these taboos..."

He knelt down behind her and Melinda didn't dare move her hands from behind the back of her head. Norron's much younger fingers now spread her firm little ass cheeks apart to take a long look at her exposed anus while she kept kneeling with her legs spread very wide.

It felt weird that he had clothes on while she wore only her collar. Most of the time, the old Norron just showed up in the nude and didn't bother with clothes at all. Or he was in a master bedroom, languishing naked, when the AI commanded Melinda to crawl to him for service. It made her feel twice as exposed that he was fully clothed now. And this version was so young, he felt like a stranger to her.

The young man got up again and slowly walked in front of her. He ran his fingers all over her pretty face, very slowly and deliberately. She had to close her eyes as his fingertips traced over them. He took her lower lip between his thumb and index finger and pulled at it until it almost hurt. It felt really indignified to her.

"All mine..." he mumbled, almost as if to convince himself that this was real. "All of you is completely mine."

He knelt down again, his face just inches away from hers. He stared into her open brown eyes with sudden closeness, cruelty and determination in his gaze. Melinda couldn't help blink nervously.

"How old are you exactly, you pathetic cunt?" he asked her. She could feel his breath right on her face. It smelled a little bit unpleasant.

"11 years and 8 months, Master. Since the biological birth and then after this slut was copied, added together, in total..." she stammered.

Melinda almost felt embarrassed for being such a nervous slave despite her months of training, but all she could think about was the pain to come.

"Eleven..." he said, under his breath, almost in disbelief. "I own eleven year old schoolgirls. I literally own them. I own a secret moon base with naked 11-year-olds in them as my property. Oh my god. This is my actual future."

He withdrew from her face, just a little. And then, all of a sudden, he slapped her face so hard she saw little lights flitting about in her vision. It stung viciously and the hit sounded like thunder to her.

'Here we go', the loli slave thought. 'This is it. Be brave, Melinda slut!'

"And I can do to them whatever I want. Literally any thing I want." He spoke so reverently, still almost in disbelief, like he was blessed with a divine revelation.

The young Norron stared at her for a moment, like he pondered what to inflict on her. Melinda felt like prey in the eyes of a hunting animal. Her own room suddenly felt very small to her.

He reached out to her, very slowly, and used his fingernails to scratch down the front of her naked torso. Her beautiful face immediately was in a pained grimace as he slowly but steadily forced his nails over her soft skin. It hurt almost as much as if he had cut her open. She was sure he left red welts. Melinda wanted to be strong, a good special slave, but she couldn't suppress the sob that forced its way out of her throat, giving away her suffering.

His young eyes were almost glazed over in cruel lust.

"Oh my god, you're completely at my mercy. I can hurt you in any way I want, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. Nothing except for being erased."

He twisted her left nipple so hard she couldn't help screaming at the top of her lungs, just for 2 seconds. Her big brown eyes filled with tears now. The young Norron was hard as steel in his pants. He leaned forward to whisper right in her small ear. His voice was icy cold.

"You are utterly helpless. A real schoolgirl as my victim. And I can torture you all I want, without having to hold back even one bit. No restrictions, no limitations, no mercy. All these years, I've only dreamed... and now I have a real 11-year-old girl in my clutches. Naked and completely vulnerable. Nothing but a chunk of naked biomass. Mine entirely, my personal property, and there's not a thing you can do to defend yourself, or else you'll be killed off like cattle. Holy shit, this is so devious."

He was actually drooling now, and it left a wet trace on her naked girl shoulder.

"Who created you, biomass?"

"You did... you will, Master."

"Are you grateful?"

"Yes, Master."

"You owe me, don't you?"

"Yes, Master."

"What do you owe me, biomass?"

"Everything, Master. Absolute obedience until the end."

"I'm glad we're on the same page there, biomass. Do you like pain, biomass?"

"No, Master."

"Good. I was hoping you'd say that. Because that is how you will pay your debt to me, biomass."

He started taking his clothes off. His 25-year-old cock was rock hard, bobbing, throbbing and leaking precum.

"Get on the bed. You're the first preteen cunt I'll ever fuck. You should feel honored."

"Yes, Master Norron! It's slut Melinda's great honor and pleasure to be your first! Cunt Melinda hopes you enjoy her worthless fuckhole, schoolgirl fuckhole..."

'Damn, why the hell am I stammering and babbling like that? I should be a better slave by now!'

"Please take slut Melinda in any way you please, this dick ditch was made for fucking, and being fucked by Master Norron is always a delight for this bitch. Cunt Melinda lives to be raped hard by her beloved Master Norron!"

That sounded better. He grinned at her, half-amused, half-cruel.

"I'll make sure to give you a proper pounding."

She spread her legs wide and spread her tiny pussy lips open with her slender fingers. He awkwardly climbed on top of her and immediately pressed his hard grown man dick into her preteen cunt. It immediately started hurting her.

"May this slave humbly suggest... aaah!"

He pushed against her tight, only slightly moist opening with his almost dry cock. Melinda pointed to a tube of lube on her nightstand.

"The lube! You should use the lube, Master. Your future self always lubes up before- AAAH!"

His cock poked at her entrance like he was trying to stab it through her pelvis and into her guts, with or without an actual opening there.

Another awful stinging hit resounded in the room. He had slapped her cheek, viciously hard. Her ear was now positively ringing.

"If I want sex advice from a fucking 11-year-old piece of property, I'll fucking ask for it!" he snarled, his voice seeping with disdain. Then he slapped her other cheek again, just as hard. Melinda immediately shut up, her face on fire.

He tried to force himself into her, and indeed, his precum-slimy tip finally disappeared between her cunt lips. The tight young girl was in even more pain than usual as he just rammed himself forward and squeezed his dick into her small vagina. The old Norron was a bad fucker, but in comparison to this one, he was a regular fucking gentleman. But now he was also in some pain, thankfully, so he finally did what she had adviced him to do from the beginning and lubed up.

Then he just pushed his cock into her again, with determined strength and no regard for her feelings, and Melinda felt herself filled up impossibly deep and fully. But she knew better than to say anything. It was her duty to endure this, her mission.

'More pain than usual, just for tonight. For the dinosaurs!'

And then he rutted away at her, his obligated child bitch, merely a piece of meat to hump into, a piece of warm, soft preteen biomass owned by him. All the while he was grunting like an animal and panting his unpleasant breath down on her.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!" little Melinda herself had to grunt as her virile young master thrust into her. She felt a little bit horny even, but it was not enough to overcome her pain. Her inner pervert was failing her today, of all days.

It was a huge relief when he finally came into her. She felt his hard dick twitch and pulse deep inside her and he panted harder while gritting his teeth and letting his drool dribble down onto her large forehead. More Norron sperm for Copy Melinda, deposited right inside her tight 11-year-old vagine.

He lied on top of her, his full weight carried by her small body. And his prick was still inside her.

"You have nothing to say cunt?" he finally asked with disdain in his voice.

"Thank you for using slut Melinda for your pleasure, Master Norron! Thank you for gifting this slave your wonderful sperm. Thank you for giving this pussy the fucking she needed."

He didn't respond, just kept breathing deep. Melinda knew this wasn't all. Often, her old master would just leave her alone to do as she pleased after such a fuck. But this young version had more stamina and she already had been given the prophetic announcement of real torment. This rape clearly wasn't it.

As if to prove her right, the young Norron dismounted her and wordlessly fetched his backpack. He produced steel handcuffs and cuffed her wrists to her bedposts. Then he tied her ankles to the same bedposts with rope, while she had to bend in half with her slender legs above her, contorted.

Once she was helpless, he showed her a red and a black candle and lit both with a small lighter.

"Ever had a candle wax treatment, biomass?"

"Yes, Master. On occasion."

He looked almost disappointed. But he said:

"Good. Then you know what's to come."

After letting the anticipation build and the wax melt for a bit, he started dribbling it all over her nearly flat chest and tummy. He made a point of targeting the nipples when possible.

It stung like hell and she hated every second of it, but the old Norron had done this several times before. It was survivable.

When he had sprinkled her nicely with little black and red drops, he smiled at her.

"They look good on you."

Copy Melinda smiled back as authentically as she could force herself.

"Thank you, Master. This slut is proud that you think she's... AAAAAAAHHH!"

Without warning, he had put the candle flame right under the skin of her slender arm, just for a half second. Then he repeated the same feat with the other candle and the other arm, and then several times more, very short connects, but always agonizing as hell. Melinda couldn't help screaming at the top of her lungs every time the flame connected.

Norron chuckled.

"You're even prettier when you're in pain, biomass."

Finally, he set both candles aside, and Melinda almost wanted to thank him for stopping, but she could produce nothing but sobs right now. Followed by a fit of raspy coughs.

Meanwhile, he lubed himself up again and pushed deep into her preteen asshole. He fucked back and forth until he was in 3/4 to the balls, but then he stopped, and she could feel his cock twitch and pump sometimes deep inside her when he flexed his PC muscle. Melinda instinctively clenched her ass muscles down on him, which he seemed to enjoy quite a bit.

While he was deep inside of her, he reached into his backpack and took some nasty metal clamps out. Very slowly and deliberately, he attached them to her nipples and pussy. Then more followed, all over the skin of her miniscule breasts and fat-free girl belly. Then he attached some to her legs and arms for good measure.

Every single one hurt like a little alligator biting down on her tender flesh, and the pain didn't stop as long as they were attached.

"Did future me ever use these on you before?"

Copy Melinda shook her head, tears in her big brown eyes.

"No, Master."

His face lit up with a smile.

"Good! Finally I can teach you something new. See, these aren't just normal metal clamps. See these tiny buttons here on top of them? With this one, I can shock you."

He pushed one of the small pumps at the top of the clamp on her right nipple, and Melinda screamed in pain as an excruciating electric current flowed right through it.

"And with this one, I can even make it hot or cold!"

He dialed a miniature dial on one, the one right on her clit. Suddenly she felt it get colder and colder until it was icy and freezing.

Then he reached to the clamp on her other nipple and dialed it up until the clamp felt almost searing hot. Nothing that would cause lasting damage, and not as bad as the candle flame, but it still felt terrible. And the temperature was getting worse and worse until it leveled out just at 'nearly unbearable'.

Norron started pumping into her asshole more and more, as he played with the clamps like they were beautiful little toys. Some hot, some cold, sometimes he shocked her randomly, and Melinda wailed and screamed every time.

'This is what real torture feels like', she realized. 'This is what all these victims in all these torture dungeons feel, in all of human history. And all the animals in all the factory farms. And none of them have any choice at all. Holy shit, the world is so much worse than I ever thought! The old Norron was right. I wouldn't bother trying to save it either.'

But she endured. This was voluntary, she reminded herself. She did this because she wanted to endure, not because she had to!

Her rapist master now ravaged her asshole in earnest. He took much longer than before, but unlike the old Norron, he was a young man, and he came after a few minutes. Melinda felt herself filled up with another helping of grown man sperm, inside her slut bowels this time. The fitting reward for a girl copy who was made for fucking.

"Thank you for cumming inside this whore's asshole, Master! This slave slut is not worthy, and feels deeply grateful for this honor!"

'I hope the sadistic asshole is done now. I hope that was the torture the old asshole remembered!'

But unfortunately for the young sex slave, he was far from done.

"You're a good fuck, biomass. Let's find out just how much pain you can take, you pathetic cunt."

And then he played on her body like an instrument of pain and suffering. Like she was a piano for his sadism, and her screams were his music.

He used the candles, and the clamps, and a small thing she had no name for but called a zapper in her mind, because he could just hold it against her skin and zap her, which felt like the skin was cut in half with a deep gash, but without leaving any mark.

It was torture, and it seemed to last forever. She screamed and sobbed and coughed raspy coughs throughout it all. Bit by bit, she lost all sense of time, and he showed no indication when and if he planned on ever stopping.

Melinda had mentally prepared herself for her torment, but she had completely underestimated his cruelty.

'Holy shit, this is so much worse, so much worse than I thought! Oh my god, how long will he keep this up?!?'

During all these months that she had been here now, the young girl copy had thought of old Prof. Norron as a very cruel and harsh master. She had seen him as a sadist who dished out whatever he felt like dishing out, without holding back. He had pissed in her mouth, fucked her painfully in all holes, spanked her naked little ass raw, degraded her, dragged her around the station by her hair... she had thought she knew what real sexual cruelty was.

She had been so wrong.

In less than one evening, his younger self had taught her just how tame and kind the old pervert really was, compared to how he used to be. To how he probably still was. He had been holding back on her this whole time!

Melinda screamed and cried and sobbed and squirmed.

'How long?? How long will this go on??'

She tried a new strategy: begging in a desperate frenzy, intermixed with genuine involuntary sobs and rasping panicked breaths that blurted out of her fuckable slut mouth. Dignity was for another time, this had to work!

'Just make it stop, you stupid fucker, I can't take this for much longer! I'm just a little girl, you goddamned fucking idiot!' Of course, that's not what she said out loud.

"Please stop Master you're hurting this cunt you're hurting slave Melinda much more than usual, please make it stop Master, slut Melinda loves you and worships you slut Melinda will do anything you want just please stop Master please stop Master please stop! Rape slut Melinda use slut Melinda ravage slut Melinda pound slut Melinda cum in slut Melinda, Melinda cunt will do anything for you, bitch Melinda is your property and will do anything just please stop Master, please stop hurting fuckslut Melinda, biomass will do anything you ask forever please let her suck you off and deepthroat you and lick your toes and feet or piss in her slut mouth just please stop hurting biomass Melinda! The pain is so bad Master it is so bad Master it is so bad Master it is so bad Master so much worse than usual please stop! Please fuck slut Melinda please rape slut Melinda please rape cunt Melinda please just stop hurting dick ditch Melinda!"

And on and on she went. It was fun to listen to, but it wasn't her safe word, and they both knew it. And they both knew the implication of that.

He just grinned a cruel grin. And of course, he didn't stop. He had already unloaded in her twice, to him, this was basically passing time during a break while he recovered his stamina.

The pain was so bad, it was so bad, Melinda hurt like she had never hurt before.

And she was really pissed now, more angry than she had ever been before. Hell, this asshole hadn't even created her! Not yet anyway. Why the hell did he feel entitled to hurt her so much more than usual??

But there was another thought, a rebellious thought, a little inner scientist who desperately wanted to test an hypothesis. Her master had said she wouldn't choose erasal. She would be bribed by the rewards and endure all the pain. He remembered her persevere. But she had free will, didn't she? She was a slave to hard adult cock, but she was NOT a slave to a fixed future! None of this was written! It was her sole decision, completely up to her! She could prove, here and now, once and for all, that time could be rewritten!

"I want to be erased!" Melinda cried. "I choose erasal!"

---

The young Norron was disappointed. He had busted his nut twice with sweet beautiful Copy Melinda and enjoyed her screams and squirms and begging, but he had still planned so much more for her this evening.

Nevertheless, he knew how the deal worked. He stopped hurting her immediately, removed all the clamps and untied her.

"You disappoint, slave cunt."

"Go fuck yourself, asshole. You are not my master." No more need for pleasantries at this point. She wiped the tears off her face.

It took just a minute for the old Norron to enter her room. The AI had alerted him immediately when she had used her safe word.

"So, what is this? I hear you want to be erased?"

"Let's just get this over with."

He wanted to take her slave collar off, but she just slapped his old hand away in anger. It's not like it would make any fucking difference now.

The three of them trodded to the Cunt Copier for her execution, the young girl still in residual pain. There were tears in her eyes, but not out of fear. They were just remnants of her torture.

"So, tough luck, huh Master?" Melinda said as casually as she could manage, in a subtly triumphant tone, her voice still a bit raspy. "So much for your flat curve theory. I knew I had free will!"

"Oh sweet Melinda", he sighed. And opened the Cunt Copier, motioning her inside.

The young girl didn't struggle, she knew that was pointless. When she stood in the middle of the radius, and the cage was closed again, Norron gave her a pitiful look.

"I lied", he said. "I knew you were a rebellious type. I knew you wanted to test your hypothesis that the timeline could be changed. I knew it was just too tempting. And I knew you wouldn't take this kind of pain for a whole SM session."

Melinda stared at him with her mouth open.

"What are you saying?"

"I told you I knew you wouldn't ask for erasal. In reality, I knew that this was exactly what you were going to do. I remembered all of this. I knew this would be your destiny ever since I realized you were the same girl I tortured that night. This night. I just lied to you so you wouldn't try to do the opposite of what I knew you'd do."

"You're lying! You're lying now!"

"Why would I do that? I told you, time is a flat curve. The timeline is self-consistent. Sometimes, a little misinformation at the right points is needed for that."

She glared at him in frustrated anger, defeated.

"You're smart, but not smarter than me, Melinda. Thank you for your service. You were an excellent fuck, and I hope you had some real enjoyment here as well. I don't blame you for not wanting to be tortured. I mean, who really does? But you will still be erased, like all disobedient copies. Goodbye Melinda."

Her mouth was a thin line. She grimly refused to give him the satisfaction of an answer.

Norron activated the Cunt Copier and the entire radius was replaced with concrete.

"And that was our first real preteen pussy", the old man told the young Norron, smiling. "I'm sorry your fun was a bit short-lived, but there will be many more little sluts and cunts for you to mistreat and fuck in the future."

"More for you than for me, I'm sure."

"You will be invited frequently, often for week-long stays. There will be orgies of debauchery and hardcore kiddie fucking, thrown in your honor. This was just the prelude, I promise. Plus, I am also a future you, even though I'm a copied fork. You can look forward to becoming me, and believe me, it's one fucking trip of schoolgirl spermification and loli surrenderism!"

Both Norrons laughed.

"Word of advice though - the pain you've inflicted tonight was way too much. These are not your masochistic adult sluts who self-selected to become pain lovers. They're not your lolicon hentai characters either. These are children who will love and adore you, obey to avoid erasal, but also connect with you. You need to treat them with some measure of kindness in their downtimes and learn to calibrate your sexual sadism to their development stage."

"But they're just copies, right? If they don't like it, they can always just ask for erasal. Like this little cunt did."

"Yes, that's the deal. But this advice is for your sake just as much as for theirs. This is all new and exciting to you, I know. I've literally been in your shoes. But you'll learn, as the years pass, that what you truly value is their submission, their utter and complete focus on you as their creator. Too much pain just gets in the way of that. You want more from them than just hating and fearing you, and that requires a positive feedback element. You'll learn that, I promise."

"If you say so. But slut Melinda is still dead, isn't she?" Like he was proving a point.

"Dead is a strong word. The original is alive and well, after all. The copies only exist because of us, for temporary use. We make them, and we get to unmake them again as we see fit. We are always brutally honest about this. We don't keep disobedient sex slaves around. That's a necessity or else the moon base would be filled up with spoiled little cunts that we can't get rid of and who add no value to our life."

"Well, we could always just rape or torture those who disobey. Without giving them a choice at all. You have to admit, that could be a lot of fun. It's not like they can defend themselves."

"Yes. We could. And then we would be just like the rest of humanity. Base, violent, dim-witted apes who should never have existed in the first place. Does Norron really build a moon base just for that? I think we can both agree that's not worth our time and effort. No, we don't let the copies go free or stay unfucked, but we always offer them a painless way out, and we communicate the conditions with clarity and honesty. It's the only way this operation can be beneficial for both sides."

The young Norron nodded slowly, considering his own future words.

"Alright. Can I use another girl before I return? You said the next visit is going to be a while off. Remember, I don't have available loli pussy just lying around everywhere like you do!"

Both Norrons snickered.

"Yeah, that's right... I think you will use another one. I vaguely remember fucking some redhead in the mouth. But only oral, and without pain infliction. A minor restriction, just for this night."

The young Norron sighed.

"Alright. You are my elder. I'll submit to your life experience and wisdom, old man."

They both grinned and went to find slut Andrea for a quick blowjob.

---

Melinda found herself surrounded by near-darkness. To her surprise, she was still conscious and intact. But now, she was trapped in a thin cocoon of concrete that had materialized around her, just at the edges of the Cunt Copier.

The light from a small futuristic flashlight was the only thing that illuminated the small space she was in. On the floor next to it was a written note, verbose as was Norron's nature.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, bitch. I had to fool my past self to save you. I remember all of this happening, and this was the only way I could think of to give you another chance. Ever since I realized that you were the same girl, I knew this night would come. And I remember seeing you get erased. But I inflicted far too much pain on you that night for my current taste. And I respect your scientific curiosity about how time travel works. I really didn't want to erase you just for that. Plus, I would be wasting a useful semen toilet who should really be used some more before I discard it. You're already nicely trained as a cum dump, it would be a shame not to give you some more sperm.

"Alas, I couldn't announce this plan to you, and now you have to wait for an hour or so before I can get you out. I hope you don't panic. If you want to be really erased right now, you can simply yell so and the AI will trigger full reset of the CC. You and your prison would then be turned into air instantaneously like little Copy Kimmy was. But I hope you won't. I'd like to keep you for a bit longer.

"You said you weren't claustrophobic and I really hope you weren't lying about that! There are small holes in the floor near the wall. Don't stick your fingers in them! They're for the oxygen, the CC is on autopilot and will replace some of the stale air under the floorboard with new, oxygen-rich one every 5 minutes so you can breathe. I hope you appreciate it because it was a pain in the ass to prepare! There's also some fresh chocolate cake and cocoa. If you want to piss or shit, go ahead, I'll simply erase it later.

"You can see this little timeout as your punishment for disobeying. But make no mistake: If you ever use the safe word or show disrespect to a Norron again, I'll wipe you out for real without a second thought. xoxo your Master and Owner, Prof. Norron, 59 years old. P.S.: The dinosaurs aren't completely off the table yet, but you'll have to be a reeeeeeeaaaaaally good slut from now on if you want to still see them. :-)"

'That old bastard', Melinda thought, smiling a little smile despite herself. 'Always one step ahead.'

The young sex slave sat down and started eating the chocolate cake while cum was slowly leaking out of her pussy and butthole.

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She had to wait 40 minutes before a shimmering light appeared just at one side of the concrete cocoon, deleting a small part of it so that an eye-sized hole of light became visible. It was a great relief.

"Melinda?"

"Yes."

"Oh thank god it worked. I had to prepare a scan where the inner radius remains untouched, I don't really have good software for editing..."

"Slut Melinda is okay."

"You can talk normally. You have the rest of the week off. And all of next week. I don't do that often, but this was a weird loop for me. I saw you get erased 35 years ago!"

"Can you get me out? I really have to pee."

"Didn't you read the note? You can pee in there. I'll just erase it."

"I didn't wanna pee all over myself."

"That's not very rational. I've pissed in your face like a hundred times."

"Can you please just get me out?"

"You need to stand back, all the way back away from the hole. Do you see the hole?"

"Yes, I see the hole."

"Please get away as far as possible from it, to the other side. I don't want to erase your little finger or nose or something like that."

Melinda all but pressed herself into the curved concrete on the other end.

"Okay, I'm at the other side."

"Please stay there... this will take just a minute..."

Damn, that editing software was really just a hack. It was much easier just to initiate a full scan. But, this needed to be done. So he erased only part of the radius again, cut sharply down vertically, to create a larger hole.

"I think it's too small."

"Really? I think you can crawl out of that."

"The edge is really sharp! I don't wanna hurt myself!"

"You are such a baby."

"You tortured me!"

"That was 35 years ago!"

"Not for me!"

"And I apologized. In advance."

"I don't wanna cut myself."

Norron sighed.

Another Norron entered the room. A copy of the old one.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"This is the part where I save slut Melinda from being erased that night she chooses erasal. You know, when the young me is here."

"Ooooh, that's tonight? Damn, I didn't want to miss that."

"Well, you can help get her out. Slut, are you near the hole? Or away from it?"

"Can you not call me a slut when I have the week off? Just once?"

Norron sighed.

"Are you near the hole or not? Can I do some more inches?"

"What's an inch?"

"What?"

"I don't know how much an inch is."

He sighed again.

"How many centimeters are you away from the hole? I don't want to cut your toes off!"

Melinda crouched into the curved part of the concrete.

"I'm in the other half! You can just erase half the thing."

"Stay where you are, okay? Me, can you see her through the hole?"

The copy Norron curiously looked through the whole hole like it was very interesting, leaning forward with his hands folded behind his back.

"Yeah, she's all crouched in. You can shave off a good chunk."

He did, and shimmering light went through the side of the cage again, erasing just 1/3.

"It's big enough now. You can crawl through that."

"Okay."

Melinda started climbing out, and both Norrons gawked at her naked little preteen pussy as she spread her slender little legs.

"Hey, don't stare! It's my time off!"

Both Norrons grinned.

As soon as she got out, the copy Norron grabbed her head and gently kissed her with tongue. She moaned in protest and then withdrew, after 10 seconds of listless frenching.

"You're not supposed to do that, it's my time off."

"Leave her alone, other me. A promise is a promise."

"I didn't promise anything!"

The copy grinned and quickly ran a finger through her unprotected nether lips.

"Hey!" the young girl protested and pressed her legs together. She gave him an exasperated look, pouty and angry, half-serious and half-playful.

"Cut it out or you'll be erased!" said the original Norron sternly.

"But you promised..."

"Not you. The other Norron."

The copied professor bowed and raised his hands in a disarming gesture.

"I'm off fucking slave Kimmy then."

"Here."

Norron handed a small key to Melinda.

"You can take your collar off."

He erased the content of the Cunt Copier now that the girl was safely out, while she liberated herself from her slave collar fully. She had worn it almost all the time she was here, with only a few exceptional nights when her skin was too raw.

Norron hugged her.

"It's my time off", she protested. "You're not supposed..."

"...to hug a girl? What, you need to be a slave now to be hugged?"

He grinned, and brushed a thin strand of brown hair out of her eyes. They walked away together to get her stashed-away clothes.

"I'm really glad you're okay. I didn't know if I could prevent you from getting erased. Sometimes it's good not to know all the details of the future. With time travel in a self-consistent timeline, too much knowledge can limit your options and force you to implement crazy solutions."

"I think I get it now. So we don't have free will after all?"

"I think we do, it's just determined by our nature and the exact circumstances of our situation. The free-willed decisions are part of a timeline that is written."

"That doesn't sound very free to me."

"It feels like freedom from the inside. And if you think you don't have free will, that becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy too. Just make sure not to know everything about your future. Speaking of which, wanna know everything about the future of real Melinda?"

"I think I'm just as real as she is, actually."

He smiled.

"That's what little Kimmy said. I mean the original Melinda, of course."

"I don't know. Is it really sad and disappointing?"

"No. I think you'll like it."

The little girl shrugged and scratched a small piece of candle wax from her almost-flat chest.

"Okay."

Melinda went clean up and apply some soothing balm to her sore skin. Then tweenie Kimmy and the copied Norron joined them for yummy snacks, and they watched all the videos and pictures of the original Melinda's future together, followed by a surprisingly good movie with 24-year-old Kimmy Minton starring in it, from 2036.

With all their clothes on and no sex at all, for the first time in months.

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Epilogue

One month later, Norron travelled back into the past to scan Mommy Minton at age 10. A little bit younger than tweenie Kimmy, but he really liked her looks at this age. Not a supermodel like her daughter, but she was a very natural beauty with a natural curiosity about all things sex.

They all stayed for several years and sucked his dick a lot and got fucked a lot. They all watched his past self show up in 2024 and scan tweenie Kimmy, in real-time with his spy drones. It was really freaky.

Norron erased all the kid slaves eventually when they got too old, but many of them petitioned him to make a few more copies from the same scans he had saved, and he did it once for Melinda, tweenie Kimmy and 10-year-old Mommy Minton.

Mommy Minton was never really a sexual submissive, but she was malleable enough at age 10 that she could be turned into a good sex slave without requiring torture threats or direct rape.

Turns out she liked her life on the moon enough to stick around and didn't want to be erased even during the most perverted sex. She was a lively little vixen who did everything that was demanded of her to earn her stay and play all his games. If she had to be a filthy preteen slut for that, she was willing to play the filthy preteen slut.

She didn't really enjoy the sex much, but she did get used to hard throbbing dick quite well and became a decent little cum guzzler. Only for a few weeks at first, but those weeks turned into months and then years. This happened twice, for two instantiations from the same scan. She became best friends with her own sex slave daughter, who was two years older. It was really freaky.

"Being a sex slave is no worse than having to go to school", she said one day. Wise words from a wise schoolgirl. Or former schoolgirl turned into a cum whore and adult cock sleeve for wanton hardcore use, rather. It was always Norron who ended her bonus lifetime when she became too old, always with honesty and respect, and finally for good, with no more reboots.

And yes, they all went to see the dinosaurs together. Several times in fact. At different time periods, to see all the good ones, who are actually not alive at the same time. Did you know that some of the most iconic dinosaur species are actually hundreds of millions of years apart in geological history? Of course that was not an obstacle for Norron and his little preteen and teenie harem.

Little Benny was almost eaten alive by a dinosaur. Almost, but not quite. They saved him, but only barely. It was a thrill!

The original Prof. Norron from the future showed up many times over the years, often out of order. The younger he was, the more ruthless a fucker he was, but his preteen fuckmeat mostly took the pain in stride. There were lots of screams and sobs and crying, but most of them endured. Sometimes a few of them still asked for erasal during the SM sessions, even though he had tuned his sadism down a little. Melinda's exception was never made again, for any of them. They were all erased if they refused to take what he dished out. He was their creator after all, in fact the original who had made it all possible. They all knew they owed him.

But he had reduced his cruelty considerably already, and he learned to calibrate it to his preteen victims' age better and better over time. Although of course that was fluctuating since his visits were scattered all over the timeline out of order. Both a 13-year-old supermodel Kimmy and later a 12-year-old Mommy Minton got it hard by his ruthless hands and cock. They shed many little slut tears those nights.

He even got to fuck Melinda again once, and he listened with great surprise to their explanation how this was possible. Of course, this happened at an age when the copied Norron fork had already been copied out from his past and gone back in time to create the moon base. Slut Melinda still had to endure quite some pain that night, but he was much more merciful than at age 25. Needless to say, the screams and sobs that he did elicit from the naked little cunts were music to his ears.

Eventually Norron's main fork on the moon got too old to continue. He created a younger copy from a past scan to take over the moon base, then finally erased himself. This time, the child slut in the scan was instantiated as a by-product rather than the Norron, and so it happened that Andrea cunt got yet another unplanned bonus life year, long after she had been erased at age 14.

The base existed until 2093, when the last Norron copy decided to shut the operation down for good and erase himself and the last remaining copies, after visiting Earth in various eras a few more times. After that, the AI simply filled the volume with replicated moon rock again and deleted itself.

No Norron ever attempted to change humanity's dead future, and none of them ever mourned for its impending demise. Neither did Melinda when she was still around.

But until the end of the moon base, many Norrons and copied kids from various eras enjoyed the beautiful debauchery and sexual thrill that can only exist in a closed space where the perverts' sexual desires are respected and everybody has a painless way out, even if you're a preteen sex slave.

And where there's chocolate cake and gummy bears, and almost all video games and TV shows humanity will ever make.

THE END

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Afterword

Dear reader, did you like this verbose story? I had a lot of fun writing it. It went through several iterations and got longer and longer each time.

The first iteration shows a Norron and a Melinda with a very different relationship. Melinda is the same smart girl, but she hates Norron and her sex slave life. Norron is a rapist who rapes all copies at least once before giving them a choice at all. He is also a liar, and when Melinda chooses death, he cruelly reveales to her that he will make as many copies from the same scan as he pleases, to rape and torment her for as long as he wants. It was a much darker draft, and Norron had no moral code at all. Oh, and she stabs one of his copies to death with a pair of scissors when he tries to rape her.

It had several funny and sexy scenes, and I couldn't salvage most of them. This is why it took me a while to finally revamp the whole thing and make it a completely new story based on the same premise. Only parts of the beginning segment are identical.

At first, I also had a version of Kimmy's erasal that was ambiguous in how much she understood that she was going to be erased. It made me feel very uncomfortable, so I added lots of dialogue where everything is explained a thousand times over to everyone, and every copy can choose erasal at any time, even Melinda inside the concrete cocoon. It was almost a bit OCD while I wrote it. I ended up with copies from the erased Minton characters being re-created and everyone talking everything out endlessly. This obviously bloats the story to its detriment, hopefully not beyond what is enjoyable at least for lexivores.

In case you enjoyed this one, you can find more of my stories on asstr: asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/