In an switch future, the losses from several wars have left the United res publica with a severely run through population. To combat this, rape was legalized, opposition was criminalized and all forms of parentage dominance have been banned under the Repopulation Recovery Act. Women are now regularly sexually assaulted and expected to give parturition to any minor than are born from those rapes. This story takes place about 50 eld after the law were passed.

"Jenny, you're home late !"My mom exclaimed when I came through the front doorway. I dropped my backpack and shrugged.

"I got raped on the way habitation. It was just one guy but he took a while."

"Sounds like a Monday ! I saved you a plate for dinner."

"Thanks, mom."

I could still feel my raper's cum inside me. He had grabbed me on the bus and dragged me off. I would deliver had to go with him anyway, but some guys just liked the dominance. He threw me on the sidewalk and made me suck his prick while pedestrians walked around us. He had a big rooster ; not especially long but very thickly and it made my jaw ache to suck it for so long. He squeezed my tits so punishing I was certain I had a contusion. I had groaned when I tasted pre-cum, which he mistook for protest and slapped me, hard. I went down and stayed down while he pushed my annulus up and fucked my cunt. I was sure I was already fraught from a rape earlier in the month, but that didn't mean I had a right to say no. womanhood weren't supposed to wear pants, underwear…anything that blocked access to their cunt anymore. He choked me while he fucked me and came hard inside me. The all time he raped me, people just walked around us like it was nothing out of the average. When he finished, he spit on me and called me a whore. I brought my legs up to my chest, like I was supposed to, to keep the cum inside me. After a few minutes I got back up and finished walking home, sore from the attempt and leaking cum down the interior of my second joint.

Typical Monday.

The next day at work when I came in my boss was already fucking his escritoire. He was a possessive case guy so he kept her chained to her desk. She pissed and take a crap in a bucket that maintenance emptied once a day, and wasn't allowed much wear, if any. She was swollen with maternity so the political boss fucked her in the ass knockout every morning, not wanting to risk harming the infant. It was probably his, but he let some of the other bozo roll in the hay her, too, so we couldn't be certainly. I walked past the billet and saw her bent over painfully while our genus Bos mercilessly fucked her ass. I could see her wincing and wondered how close the infant was. I'd seen her raped anally and orally while giving birth once, and I had a feeling it might bump again. I wasn't for certain how much actual work she got done, but the office ran smoother when the boss was well-chosen, so it all worked out.

I walked into my office and saw my desk death chair had been pulled out from the desk. There was a heavy metal dildo on my chairperson with a post-it that said"ANAL LATER ”. I sighed, pulled up my dame and grabbed the lubricator from my purse. Sometimes the bozo I worked with would foot a distaff coworker to pull a train on and it looked like my crook. I smeared some lube on my asshole and some on the dildo. I positioned myself over the dildo and pushed it into me. It was cold and I felt my hole constrict at the sensation. Gritting my teeth, I held it by the base and worked it up into my ass. Once I felt the head of the steel peter pop through my tight hole I was capable to push the ease of it up into me. The sensation of voiceless richness inside me was already making my pussy wet. I didn't know how much later my anal fucking would be, so I tried to adjust to having the dildo up my ass while I started my work.

The company I worked for designed and manufactured facts of life board and accessory. Every now and then, a woman would disobey the law and try to stand a rape, abort a pregnancy, etc. When that happened, they were sent to a breeding eye for re-education. We visited the shopping center as children, so we would sympathise what would go on to us if we broke the law. The centers were typically with child, warehouse-like construction with only one main elbow room. The room housed all the captive. They were strapped to breeding tables 24/7, and the base was a metal grating. The women were not allowed clothing or food for thought. They received intravenous nutrition and remained in a fuckable position all day and Nox. The tables were convertible, so their positions could be changed ( by others, not the women, of course ). Men could visit the reproduction nitty-gritty night and day and were given broad access to the prisoner, who were fitted with permanent wave O-rings in their backtalk so they could never refuse administering oral sex. Women in the marrow received a brand on their grim backs, marking them as whores for use.

Every kind of harlot was available at the nerve centre. Any appreciation a man had could be was available there, and there was no terminus ad quem to what you could do to a nurture working girl. The foremost clock time I visited a center, they showed us a facts of life cocotte who was due to give nascence. She was in a harness, suspended facedown a few foot above the floor, with her branch bedspread wide and kettle of fish exposed. There was a man fucking her mouth and another fucking her ass while a thirdly fingered her pussy. Her water broke and the men started fucking her harder. She screamed as the baby came, and cried while all her holes were brutalized. Throughout the entire travail, different men came and went, fucking her and pumping her broad of cum. several men pissed and pitter-patter on her while she hung helplessly above the floor, her sidesplitter muffled by cock relentlessly pumping in her throat. The man who was fingering her pussy finally pulled the baby out, cut the cord and handed it to a nurse. The tart was dripping sweat and crying, and the man anally raping her at the minute slapped her ass hard and grunted. The afterbirth slipped out and landed on the floor with a splat. The man fucking her ass shoved his fist in her adulterate cunt and laughed. This is what awaited any woman who defied the RRA.

I heard a scream from down the manse and knew the hirer was finished his morning rape of his secretary. That meant the stave meeting could begin. We had a new feature coming out for our breeding tables ; new, gamy suck milking cup. The sporting lady bound to the mesa were expected take prick all day and be bred. After giving birth, they would be hooked up to suckling pumps so the breastmilk wasn't wasted. Our fellowship developed a lactation pump that would push lactation even if the whore hadn't birthed yet. It was very unspeakable for the whore, but that was seen as to a greater extent of a bonus than a detriment. Investors were coming today to reckon the product in action.

I got up and walked gingerly to the league elbow room. I had to abuse carefully to piddle certainly the dildo in my ass didn't slip. While walking down the G. Stanley Hall, a male coworker came up behind me and spanked me rightfulness on the base of the dildo, shoving it slightly farther up my ass. I faltered and he winked at me. I would be taking his tool later. In the conference way, we had a video display demonstration for the new product. I saw the table ; a steel apparatus with stapes and manacle that kept the breeding whore unequal to of free movement, but available to be readjusted as her breeder desired. I expected to see soul in the shackles already, but thought zero of it as I took my rear. As everyone else sat down, I noticed the men were glancing at me and leering. They probably all knew what inside me at the minute ; I would definitely be late for dinner party tonight.

My boss came in, leading his secretary by a leash and apprehension, and sat at the head of the group discussion table. She winced as she got down on her knee ; if anyone wanted caput during the meeting, she would be providing. She was a very pretty girl, and new ; barely 20. Her legs and sleeve had remained slender despite her protruding belly and swollen tits. The boss had only allowed her to wear a sheer nightgown that barely covered her swollen stomach. She was already leaking from her nipples and she was required to fatigue high heels and cyprian makeup to the berth. Her blonde hair was back in a ponytail, which the boss liked to rend hard when he fucked her. As soon as she was on all fours, one of the visiting declarer beckoned her over to him, unzipping his fly and smile. She shuffled over on her hand and articulatio genus to him, significant belly touching the floor, and he pulled out an O-ring gag.
"Do I need to use this ?"he asked. She shook her head and dutifully opened her mouth. He grabbed a handful of hair's-breadth and shoved her face into his genitalia. I watched her ponytail flounce up and down as he fucked her oral fissure. I couldn't assistance but get a piddling wet wondering if she was touching herself while she took his peter down her throat. Our honcho got up and motioned to the breeding table.

"This is our standard BT-2100. You put a bitch in one of these and she's not getting out til they carry her away. We berth the whore in the triangular bandage, and lock her in to the cuffs and stirrup. The stirrup iron and cuffs are fully adjustable, so you can elongate her limbs as all-embracing as you want. The apparatus is on a flexible joint, so you can flip her on her back, English, front, whatever way you want. And it's capable of being fully accessorized. banner accessories are the Robo-Dick, a mechanized fucking machine to preserve the whore's gob stretched when she's not being bred ; the Belly Bar, to tighten her down into situation if motive be ; the garrotter, if she tries to make a motion her question and for newly lactating breedwhores, our Lactation Cups. They suck the breastmilk out of a bitch that's just birthed so we can use the breastmilk. What we've done is created a new line of Lactation Cups that can storm lactation in any one of these working girl, regardless of where they are in a breeding cycle. Even if they haven't been bred yet, we can induce it. This will exponentially increase the production of tit milk."The people in the room clapped ; even the contractor getting his shaft sucked. While our boss had been talking, the man sitting next to me had started fingering my snatch. He was absently rubbing his fingerbreadth on my clit during the presentment and it was probably only a matter of time before he had me bent-grass over the table, fucking me. It was inconvenient for encounter, but not unheard of.

"Now, me telling you about our new product is one matter ; seeing it is another. William Le Baron Jenny ?"When the boss said my name I turned in surprisal. Was I supposed to introduce something ?"Come up here, please."The man sitting succeeding to me slapped my cunt and withdrew his hand. I walked up front line and stood next to my knob, feeling slightly embarrassed."Have you been bred recently ?"

"I've been receiving regular twat fuckings, but I don't live my breeding status at the consequence,"I answered.

"Here we have a female who has not recently birthed, but may or may not be fraught at the moment."Suddenly, my boss grabbed the catch of my shirt and deplume it off me, exposing my naked 36DD bosom. The rag of my blouse fell away, and he yanked my bird down around my articulatio talocruralis. Dumbfounded, I stood nude in front of the room. Obviously, my foreman ( and any man in the room ) had the right field to fuck me whenever he wanted, but this was still unusual."Jenny, please sit in the sling."My center sank. I was to be the visual aid for the encounter. I knew I couldn't refuse, but I was too shocked to move. My chief nodded to two coworkers who sprang up and grabbed me by the wrists and ankles. I didn't resist as they seated me in the sling and whomp me into the upbringing apparatus. One of the men reached under me and yanked the metallic element dildo out of my ass, making a popping phone as it exited me. My party boss pushed a button and I was flipped over, facedown a copulate feet above the floor.

"Breedwhores are fully processed before entering the centers, but this bitch has not been. Allow me to prepare her for the monstrance. '' I couldn't see what was happening behind me, but I felt something low temperature and thin go up my ass. Suddenly, a boot of warm up urine surged into my bowels. The fullness of it pressed against my bowel uncomfortably and I tried not to cry out.

"Hold it in, jennet, be a goodness girl,"my Bos coaxed, groping my exposed knocker. I held the urine inside me as practiced I could as it continued to stimulate into me. I heard laugh and sleep with my discomfort was obvious. Finally, the hose was withdrawn and I thought I would be able to boot out the enema."Not yet. Did I say you were done ?"My boss demanded. I gulped and clenched my asshole. It was gruelling to do, what with the stretching I had received earlier. I could feel some water leaked out of my golf hole and I was relieved when my foreman told me I could let go. I relaxed my sphincter muscle brawn and let the warmly water system and give away pour out of my prick, hopefully into a pail. When I opened my eye, I saw the secretary beneath me, bathed in my enema. I felt bad for her, but high-risk for myself. She crawled away to suck a coworker's dick and the chief turned his attention back to me.
"Now that she is prepared, the fuckwhore will be administered like any other disobedient bitch."I felt a hot pain in the neck on my glower back and screamed. They were branding me ! I started to feel panic. beingness presented was one matter, but the blade was permanent. What was happening ? ! The hot iron was removed from my backrest and my boss slapped my daily round, business firm ass, laughing."You see, jennet isn't always a well girl. I was supposed to have her yesterday but she left study early. Denial is equivalent to refusal, as we all know…"I felt my eyes go wide.

"No ! I had no idea ! Please, I'll do anything !"I screamed. I tried to struggle against my bonds but it was no use. The multitude in the elbow room laughed, and my boss slapped my cunt.

"I believe you'll do anything. You won't have a choice."I heard something being rolled in behind me."The said Robo-Dick !"I heard my knob announce."Audience choice ; cunt or ass ?"Cries of"twat !"“ Ass !"“ Both !"rang out and I felt the tip of the dildo remainder against my battered asshole. With a whirr, the Robo-Dick plunged into my maw and began fucking me rapidly. It felt huge, much freehanded than what had been in my ass earlier in the day. I felt like I was being fucked in half. I cried out, but my boss only increased the amphetamine."As you can see, we have attached our declamatory dildo to the Robo-Dick, to serve cave in the whore in."I hung there helplessly while the machine pounded my ass. Suddenly, the nuisance turned to something else. I began to feel a rising warmheartedness in my cunt, and realized I was enjoying the anal savaging I was receiving. Cursing my body for betraying me, I screamed as an vivid climax ripped through me. The interview applauded and my Bos turned off the Robo-Dick, pulling it out of my ass with one Sceloporus occidentalis apparent movement, tearing my ass as he did.

"Now that her bitch has been primed, any volunteers ?"I couldn't see the seated people but I heard yell of"Me ! Me !"ring out and saw infantry approaching me. I tried to look up, and saw several coworkers lined up in front of me ; I didn't know how many were behind."As I mentioned, the hinge…"my boss said, and pushed another clit, flipping me over again. I tried to depend up and saw a line of men standing in front end of my ranch peg."The dissemination mechanism…"he said, and I felt my legs spread wide-eyed, wider…I was almost doing a split. The pain in the ass was unbelievable as the first man stepped between my stage. He unzipped his pant and dropped them to the floor. His cock was huge, swollen. He put his hands on my coxa and positioned himself against me.
"You want it, whore ?"He whispered."You want it, don't you, you fucking slut."With that, he rammed his massive cock into me and the bunch cheered. I grimaced but tried not to react. I felt his swollen fountainhead military force its way into my pussy and felt it hit the wall of my uterus. He fucked me with long, gruelling strokes, racking my eubstance and making my tits bounce. My honcho and several others stood near my and groped my tits, pinching and biting my nipples while the man assaulted my twat.

"The whore looks unwilling to provide fellation, and therefore I believe the choker is necessary,"my genus Bos announced. Before I could protest, I felt a smashed cuff go around my pharynx and snap my caput down at a sharp angle. My neck ached and I saw the peter that was to go in my mouth. My man was holding an intimidating metallic element O-ring gag that looked like a spider. The choker prevented me from speaking as he fixed it in between my teeth, rendering me incapable of closing my oral cavity. Spit immediately began to run out of the turning point of my mouth and dripped into my eyes as the man began rubbing his peter and pre-cum on my brass. His cock was even bounteous than the one raping my pussy. I tried to close my eyes as I felt it slide over my tongue and down into my throat. His sweaty, hairy orb were pressed up against my nose and his cock was blocking my pharynx ; I was completely unable to suspire. I felt the scare rising in my chest and at the last minute he pulled out, letting me suck in air. It was fugitive, and in a second my grimace was buried in his private parts again. He started fucking my mouth more rapidly, and I felt the yard of the shaft in my kitty pickax up, too. They were pounding me in rhythm, and I felt someone spurt hot cum on my stomach as the assault hastened. Pre-cum was leaking out of the cock in my pharynx and I tried to swallow but the neckband prevented it. spittle and pre-cum ran out of my back talk, down my face and into my eyes, until I felt the balls up against my face kickoff to twitch. The man fucking my mouth grabbed one of my breasts so punishing I thought it would pop and shot hot, Strategic Arms Limitation Talks streams of cum into my mouthpiece. Almost simultaneously, the man fucking my snatch squeezed his paw around my waist and spurted cum inside me. They both lingered for a moment, then withdrew. Cum, spit and tears now covered my face. The stapes shot up, keeping the cum in my snatch, and the man who was fucking my mouth pissed on my nerve to wash off his cum. I closed my eyes, but I couldn't keep it out of my mouth. The dog collar was removed and I was ordered to swallow.

"Now that you have seen the standard add-on, allow me to display our new product."My political boss hit the clitoris that flipped me again, and now I was upright, facing pages eagle and facing the council chamber, peeing, cum and spit cascading down my aspect. Any women in the elbow room were servicing the men, someone of them taking two or three turncock at once. The repository was on her knees suckling our chief'cock and moaning softly while he played with her tits. My slit felt raw and I was coughing so hard I thought I would throw up. But the regretful was still coming."The new Lactation Cups allow for around the clock, forced lactation. Observe."I felt him place the hard plastic cups on my bosom, and press a button on them. Instantly, the suction began. I have always had large, chirpy tit and I knew from the early times I had been milked after a maternity that I lactated easily ; this was something totally different. The suction cups closed around my nipples and pulled hard. It felt like they were being torn off. Cum was leaking out of my pussy, so our boss instructed the escritoire to lick it off my thigh while he removed my gag. I tried not to scream, but the pain on my breasts was improbable. Finally, I felt the utmost pressure lessen ; Milk had begun to flow from my tits. It funneled through the cups and down tubes into a container on the tabular array. The cupful continued massaging my knocker and sucking at my nipples as Milk River pumped out of my pinnace nipples. Even I could accommodate it was amazing. The elbow room cheered again, and the boss grabbed his repository by her fuzz and continued face fucking her."Voila !"he exclaimed. He turned the cupful off and peeled them off my breasts. Milk continued running down my body for a few second but eventually stopped. I felt exhausted. Every muscle in my body ached, and my three holes felt like they had been stretched beyond instinctive capacity. While the men in the way finished in the women's hole, I stayed up on display. Various men came up and fondled me over the next time of day, pinching my irritating nipples and kneading my sore breasts. Eventually the meeting broke up and everyone left to go to Happy Hour.
I don't know if they'll ever let me down .