The Breeders Life 3 : Molded

Working for Stephen made for an interesting lifespan, when I was n't being bent over a tabular array or spoilt as it turned out. The job itself kept me in use and it paid well. I 'm not the pay had much to do with the job of being secretary and more to do with ... but still it paid well and I do enjoy the study and I mean all of the work that I do here. I 'd been at the fellowship a nearly two months, I 'd managed to secure lifespan at the flat for myself and my room Paraguay tea ... mainly me, mainly because Kelly could see her way through most of her expense. Still it was near to finally contribute to our apartment in some way.

"Sarah I need you to come in here for a minute please."Stephen said over the intercom linked to my desk.

I stood up and walked to his office, I was still extremely sore from yesterday when I was passed around during a gameboard meeting. I was n't the only one to be passed around. They had daughter brought in for just such an social function. I however had been asked to take the minutes, of line it was a ploy on Stephen 's constituent as he and the others never allowed me to begin such a job. When I had first entered the board room I had been shown to a seat which had been modified. Not modified exactly, I think it was designed to be like that. It was like a miniature saw knight with a rubber vibrator in the centre. It had raised ridges either side of the vibrator designed to be quite evil I suspect. Also a way to establish sure that who ever sat on that thing got off whether they wanted to or not.

You are kidding yourself if you tell yourself that none of the adult female in the building do n't desire to quench their snatch 's insatiable appetency. The drugs they have you on leave you horny all of the time, whether you are at home or at employment the goddamned things never had an off day. nearly of the clock time you wo n't hear me complaining at all, but after yesterday I was going to feel that for a while and what is More most of the people in the office knew that I was.

"Sarah I would like to thank you for your help yesterday. As a wages for such excellent avail, my male parent and I have agreed to treat you."Stephen said to me I stared at him dumb founded ... wondering what he defined as a treat."I have made an appointment pile at the local piercing mod place for you this morning along with an apointment with my mothers personal stylist. You will be pampered after your treatment, which I have already selected for you. You will not have to worry about a thing."He informed me, and there it was.

It was not unvoiced to spot cleaning lady in here who had piercings and or mods, in fact with no underwear allowed you could see them coming a mile off. I 'd seen some pretty disturbing affair, his forefather secretaire was a fantasm of her onetime self. The mod 's were not just strong-arm they were mental, they had people that could hypnotize you change the way you think and so on. When in the presence of his Padre the writing table was on all fours, she was collared, she could n't have been more than nineteen twelvemonth old. She had been seen in the street as a teenager and the moment she left school she had been hired here ... purchased by the man who run the house ... that was a year ago. shadow bags under her oculus, the way she shied away from human contact or flinched if he looked at her wrong. Yes she had the awe of god in her, when it came to her boss. I 'd heard the girl down the Charles Francis Hall talking about it, saying that he had wanted her afraid of him, she would always go to him willingly when called, it was in her programming. By the meter he let her go though she was bruised and under the impression that what she had just been doing was far from consensual. assault period of play at its well-nigh extreme, the girls would laugh at her and tell her she is imaging matter. Like you would want to conceive of something like that.


Sir Leslie Stephen accompanied me to my appointment that dayspring, we just looked like your every day couple. Both of us dressed well, both of us looking like professional 's. That was was the way that he wanted me to look most 24-hour interval, unless his wife at home was giving him a hard time about something. Then he would work in something slutty and tell me to go modification. I had been made to wear something that was no just than cling moving-picture show really. It was mostly see through the fabric, O.K. by mostly I do n't imagine anybody would be able to forget that dress as it showed everything perfectly. The dresses that I was made to wear were different to the I I had started there wearing. For instance the bottom one-half of the dress was little bigger than a belt. I wore high-pitched heel brake shoe that would give most hoi polloi a case of dizziness.

I was n't plugged any more, he had let up on that, which I was glad about, I had enough problems at employment and at domicile without that tinker's damn affair. Occasionally he would leave one on my chair and leave command to wear it. It was a reminder of who was in boot of who and who had the control. Not that I needed that but I was fairly sure that he did. We arrived at the piercing and mod shop. It was in darkness lit and there was no one in there waiting when we entered the shop class it self. There was one man tattooed and pierced, his face was littered with piercings, it was actually earthy to see at. I wondered why anyone would do that to their own aspect and had no response.

"You must be Stephen and this slut must be Sarah, fare this way I have a private room for my to a greater extent flush paying customers."The man said escorting us down the residence. We walked through the spine of the store there were a twosome of the great unwashed out back, all heavily tattoo 'd jez that was not a dependable look. At the back was one woman, she was naked except for a catch and leash, heavily pregnant. She was plugged in all three holes, gagged with a thick gum elastic cowling covering her aspect ... you could n't see her eye. Nipple clamps the vicious variety, that tighten the more you play with them. They were attached to a chain that stretched taught across the way to a hook of some sort, this would on occasion go up or down and you could discover her moan in pain when they did. She had a quarter fire hydrant in her ass the curly kind, like a pigs tail. I could n't see how big it was but I could see the can itself. The fireplug in her cunt was big however it had a metal loop in the fanny of it which was hooked up to the flooring and taught so if she moved she was in pain from one of respective ways.

"This is my personal bitch Shelia. She has been with me for what five years."He said to me as I stared at her."I never let her see what 's coming, I have not taken that cap off her during the day for months. Before breakfast and before dinner, she does n't need anything but a liquid lunch."He explained gropping himself."Well kick fourth dimension for you to lose your dress."He said to me I glanced at Stephen who nodded his head word in consent. I needed assistance to get out of it, it was that taut and form hugging. Not that it did n't fit, it was a perfect fit, it was just that it was one of those you were meant to struggle to get in to and out of. Once it had hit the floor I was told to get into the chair/table ... not sure what it was meant to be but it could have been dual function. It had stirrups for some reason and my groundwork were placed into them. Then my legs were forced as far apart as the mesa would let and my torso would take into account for that matter."Like all beef you are a natural when your pegleg are spread."He said laughing with Stephen."Now I believe we have a vibrating implant to put in today, a clit ring both mamilla to be pierced and oh yes ... now I remember."He said then looked at me."I would n't worry your middling minuscule fountainhead off to often about it, you wo n't remember a thing."He said to me.


When I was adjacent aware of my environs I was on the Saame table, resting. The two men were not in the room, Shelia was still on the level still gagged and plugged. I was incapable of feeling sorry for her, this was her lot in life-time. She had decided this was what she wanted after all ... well she would have said yes in the beginning not knowing this would be the end resultant role. My clit throbbed with pain and something else, my nipple were in the Sami predicament but a unhurt lot more painful. I glance down and for certain enough my nipples were pierced ... gold rings that were far fatheaded than I would stimulate liked protruded from them and sat neatly on my tit, underneath them were barbells running in opposite directions to the doughnut also made of amber. I reached up to touch them and felt a piercing vibration as my work force neared my tit. The vibration in my pussy, my hips might have bucked but the pain was intense the wound still fresh no doubt. I hear a chuckle from the door way and face up to see the man who had done this to me standing there with Stephen.

"I would n't do that for a while if I were you ... the bars through your nipples act as detector ... the closer your hands or mine or any male hands get your mamilla they activate the vibrator down here."He explained his hired man moving in close to my nipples I cry out in botheration and pleasance all at once ... the vibrator is finis to well that spot my hip buck as the pain in my mamilla and down there is intense."Misbehave and you can be punished, behave well and you can be rewarded. Like right now you have a low vibration going on."He explained upping the anty and intensity of the vibration my hips buck and I moan the throbbing in my pussy has gone up a snick and my hips are moving off their own accord."It can be word activated to ... so if I say."He explains holding the fiddling mastery up to his mouth."Pussy."I scream delight ripping through my dead body Sir Leslie Stephen presses my hips back down to the table."Bitch."He says I scream now as a keen shock run through my pussy and this time it is from pain."Slut."He says and makes me squeal holy dickhead."This thing right here has fifty different settings. You are now a removed dominance whore."He says the vibration down there is the worst it has ever been and in that Lapp minute its the best its ever been.

"Oh we will be testing it out at work, you can be sure of that."Stephen said to him."I may even suggest to the old man that he has all of his women employees go through this if it works."Sir Leslie Stephen said.

My tormentor, pleasurer or however you want to see it goes over to his match and begins to come off her from the wall and floor ... leaving the concatenation in place he walks over to the tabular array which he lowers so I am now at ground story almost. He takes the gag out of her lip before telling her to climb up on the table which she has been put up against."cheek forward you stupid person whore."He snarls at Shelia, I feel for her as we both cry out. So he has done this to her as well. Her swollen abdomen is in the way and she requires help to get on the table. Then shuffles down the mesa so we are face to front. Stephen walks around the front of me placing the Chain from her nipple clamps in my mouth."Use that as a pain killer."He tells me."Do not move."He snaps.

I cry out in annoyance as the vibration grows in my pussy. Throwing my principal back with a moan, the woman above me cries out in hurting ... her breasts now the centre of my Earth and hers for the same grounds. She grunts I do n't acknowledge what they are doing to her but she shoots forward a little bit. I ca n't see her side except for her backtalk which has just formed the shape of an o.

"Please captain no more please."Shelia says to the men at the other end of us."Oh please."She cries out.

"Shut up you bitch."He snaps at her I scream in pain as she does.

"No captain please your turncock is hurting me."She cries.

"Good, be a good fiddling prostitute and enjoy the ride."He says both men laugh as we cry out with pleasure."Your line the working girl can come without being touched, this is the best part of what is done to them. One pregnant cunt and one soon to be pregnant snatch, both unable to do anything ... any clock time you say a word like gripe or woman of the street, slag will work to ... but whore well you can secernate. If they could get their clits together you know full phase of the moon well what the foul little sluts would be doing right now."He said to Stephen, we were both screaming incoherently the bastard knew what he was doing to us he just did n't care. He was fucking his wife or slave or whatever she was to him. I could narrate by the grunt and moans from them both and the way she jerked forward with every stroke of his hammer. I was so closely to my coming and I could n't get anywhere near the parts I wanted to roleplay with. Even the pain was making me hot.

"I like what you done."Sir Leslie Stephen said to him then he was by my straits.

His rooster out and pointed down at my mouth, I opened it like I know he wanted me to and he slid his turncock into my oral fissure. I was used to his girth and duration by now and I knew he must be finis to going over the edge."I am going to multiply your all hole as soon as it is healed bitch ... you will know what it is like to be my personal whore since I pay you to be one ... you will know what it is like to carry my child in that prostitute organic structure ... I will breed you for the world to see. You are mine owned by me and a slave to my whim whore nothing more."He said I was crying incoherently as I tried to suck his tool and tried desperately to cum. His words were having the desired effect on my soundbox and the qualifying he had made to it. I closed my centre as I felt his orchis start to draw back he pulled out of my mouth shooting all over my face he laughed called me a whore again and that was me over the boundary. It was the first clip I had come without any form of incursion at all. I came all over my piercer and his striver.

When I can think straight again, Shelia is back in her turning point crying through her sens, I am no longer confined to the mesa unable to move. Sir Leslie Stephen is in the room paying the man.

"clock time to get you back into your frock Sarah."He says to me."You will be allowed to heal before this goes any farther bitch."He says I moan."cashbox then the other men in the office will sleep with you are off limits."He adds I manage to get back into my dress and my heels. Looking down at my consistence as it is now its obvious that my mamilla are pierced and I am no longer vibrating so I know he has turned that function off for the sentence being. He had it on a moment ago now it is n't. I am truly his remote control lady of pleasure, I am paid to spread out my wooden leg for him mostly and I knew it. It did n't weigh if I was okay with this, I was just an objective to be used by him and anyone else he deemed could have me .