In an flip-flop time to come, the losses from several wars have left the United States with a severely consume universe. To combat this, rape was legalized, impedance was criminalized and all forms of nascence control have been banned under the Repopulation recuperation Act. Women are now regularly sexually assaulted and expected to kick in birth to any shaver than are born from those rapes. This story takes place about 50 class after the Pentateuch were passed.

"Jenny, you're home late !"My mom exclaimed when I came through the nominal head room access. I dropped my knapsack and shrugged.

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

"strait 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 have had to go with him anyway, but some guys just liked the authority. He threw me on the sidewalk and made me suck his dick while walker walked around us. He had a big cock ; not especially long but very deep and it made my jaw ache to suck it for so long. He squeezed my titmouse so hard I was sure I had a bruise. 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 wench up and fucked my cunt. I was sure enough I was already meaning from a rapine earlier in the month, but that didn't mean I had a right to say no. Women weren't supposed to fag pants, underwear…anything that blocked access code to their twat anymore. He choked me while he fucked me and came hard inside me. The whole time he raped me, citizenry just walked around us like it was nothing out of the ordinary. When he finished, he spit on me and called me a bawd. I brought my stage up to my pectus, like I was supposed to, to keep the cum inside me. After a few minutes I got back up and finished walking nursing home, sore from the fire and leaking cum down the inside of my thigh.

Typical Monday.

The next day at work when I came in my chief was already fucking his secretarial assistant. He was a possessive guy so he kept her chained to her desk. She pissed and make in a bucketful that sustentation emptied once a day, and wasn't allowed much vesture, if any. She was swollen with pregnancy so the boss fucked her in the ass heavily every morning, not wanting to take a chance harming the baby. It was probably his, but he let some of the other guys shtup her, too, so we couldn't be indisputable. I walked past the office and saw her bent over painfully while our political boss mercilessly fucked her ass. I could see her wincing and wondered how close the baby was. I'd seen her raped anally and orally while giving birth once, and I had a feeling it might happen again. I wasn't sure how much actual work she got done, but the government agency ran smoother when the boss was felicitous, so it all worked out.

I walked into my office and saw my desk chairperson had been pulled out from the desk. There was a large metallic element dildo on my chair with a post-it that said"ANAL LATER ”. I sighed, pulled up my annulus and grabbed the lube from my purse. Sometimes the guys I worked with would pick a female person coworker to root for a train on and it looked like my turn. I smeared some lubricant on my prick and some on the dildo. I positioned myself over the dildo and pushed it into me. It was cold and I felt my hollow constrict at the maven. Gritting my teeth, I held it by the base and worked it up into my ass. Once I felt the promontory of the steel shaft pop through my tight hole I was capable to campaign the relief of it up into me. The mavin of backbreaking fullness inside me was already making my pussy wet. I didn't know how a good deal later my anal fucking would be, so I tried to aline to having the dildo up my ass while I started my work.

The company I worked for designed and manufactured breeding table and accessories. Every now and then, a fair sex would disobey the law and try to resist a rape, abort a gestation, etc. When that happened, they were sent to a raising substance for re-education. We visited the centers as tyke, so we would realize what would happen to us if we broke the law. The centers were typically large, warehouse-like buildings with only one main elbow room. The room housed all the prisoners. They were strapped to breeding tables 24/7, and the story was a metal grate. The adult female were not allowed clothing or food for thought. They received endovenous nutrition and remained in a fuckable view all day and night. The tables were convertible, so their billet could be changed ( by others, not the womanhood, of course ). Men could visit the breeding centers Night and day and were given full access to the prisoners, who were fitted with permanent wave O-rings in their mouths so they could never deny administering oral sex. Women in the inwardness received a sword on their scummy book binding, marking them as whores for use.

Every form of whore was useable at the marrow. Any penchant a man had could be was available there, and there was no limit to what you could do to a breeding whore. The foremost clip I visited a eye, they showed us a reproduction whore who was due to establish nativity. She was in a harness, suspended facedown a few base above the floor, with her legs scatter wide and kettle of fish exposed. There was a man fucking her back talk and another fucking her ass while a tertiary fingered her snatch. Her water broke and the men started fucking her harder. She screamed as the infant came, and cried while all her holes were brutalized. Throughout the stallion labor, unlike men came and went, fucking her and pumping her full of cum. respective men pissed and ptyalise on her while she hung helplessly above the floor, her screams muffled by rooster relentlessly pumping in her pharynx. The man who was fingering her pussy finally pulled the sister out, cut the electric cord and handed it to a nurse. The prostitute was dripping swither and weeping, and the man anally raping her at the here and now 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 stretched cunt and laughed. This is what awaited any woman who defied the RRA.

I heard a scream from down the entrance hall and knew the party boss was finished his morning assault of his escritoire. That meant the faculty meeting could depart. We had a new feature coming out for our breeding board ; new, high suction milking cups. The bawd bound to the mesa were expected take hammer all day and be bred. After giving nascence, they would be hooked up to lactation pump so the breastmilk wasn't wasted. Our company developed a suckling ticker that would force lactation even if the whore hadn't birthed yet. It was very painful for the whore, but that was seen as More of a incentive than a detriment. Investors were coming today to view the Cartesian product in action.

I got up and walked gingerly to the conference room. I had to mistreat carefully to get sure as shooting the dildo in my ass didn't sideslip. While walking down the hall, a Male coworker came up behind me and spanked me right on the stem of the dildo, shoving it slightly farther up my ass. I faltered and he winked at me. I would be taking his putz later. In the conference room, we had a showing presentation for the new product. I saw the table ; a steel apparatus with stirrups and handlock that kept the breeding whore incapable of free crusade, but available to be readjusted as her breeder desired. I expected to see someone in the trammel already, but thought nothing of it as I took my prat. 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 party boss came in, leading his secretary by a tierce and collar, and sat at the psyche of the league table. She winced as she got down on her knees ; if anyone wanted point during the meeting, she would be providing. She was a very pretty girl, and Cy Young ; barely 20. Her branch and blazon had remained slim despite her protruding belly and swollen tits. The political boss had only allowed her to get into a sheer nightgown that barely covered her egotistic stomach. She was already leaking from her mammilla and she was required to wear luxuriously hound and prostitute makeup to the office. Her blonde pilus was back in a ponytail, which the honcho liked to pull hard when he fucked her. As soon as she was on all fours, one of the visiting contractors beckoned her over to him, unzipping his fly and smile. She shuffled over on her hands and knees to him, pregnant belly touching the story, 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 and shoved her face into his crotch. I watched her ponytail frill up and down as he fucked her oral fissure. I couldn't assist but get a piffling wet wondering if she was touching herself while she took his cock down her throat. Our boss got up and motioned to the facts of life table.

"This is our monetary standard BT-2100. You put a beef in one of these and she's not getting out til they carry her away. We position the whore in the sling, and lock her in to the turnup and stirrups. The stirrups and cuffs are fully adjustable, so you can unfold her arm as all-embracing as you want. The apparatus is on a hinge, so you can interchange her on her back, slope, front, whatever way you want. And it's equal to of being fully accessorized. Standard accoutrement are the Robo-Dick, a mechanized fucking machine to keep the whore's holes stretched when she's not being bred ; the abdomen Bar, to tighten her down into post if need be ; the Choker, if she tries to move her head and for newly lactating breedwhores, our suckling 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 crease of lactation Cups that can force lactation in any one of these prostitute, regardless of where they are in a gentility cycle. Even if they haven't been bred yet, we can make it. This will exponentially increase the production of tit milk."The people in the room clapped ; even the declarer getting his cock sucked. While our boss had been talking, the man sitting next to me had started fingering my puss. He was absently rubbing his finger's breadth on my button during the presentation and it was probably only a subject of metre before he had me bent over the table, fucking me. It was inconvenient for meetings, but not unheard of.

"Now, me telling you about our new product is one thing ; seeing it is another. Jenny ?"When the political boss said my gens I turned in surprisal. Was I supposed to present something ?"Come up here, please."The man sitting next to me slapped my slit and withdrew his hired man. I walked up presence and stood next to my boss, feeling slightly embarrassed."Have you been bred recently ?"

"I've been receiving regular bitch fuckings, but I don't eff my rearing status at the moment,"I answered.

"Here we have a female person who has not recently birthed, but may or may not be fraught at the moment."Suddenly, my boss grabbed the collar of my shirt and tore it off me, exposing my bare 36DD boob. The shred of my blouse fell away, and he yanked my wench down around my ankles. Dumbfounded, I stood nude person in front of the room. Obviously, my knob ( and any man in the room ) had the right to fuck me whenever he wanted, but this was still unusual."jenny ass, please sit in the sling."My fondness sank. I was to be the visual aid for the meeting. I knew I couldn't scraps, but I was too shocked to move. My boss nodded to two coworkers who sprang up and grabbed me by the wrist and ankle. I didn't resist as they seated me in the sling and cuffed me into the breeding setup. One of the men reached under me and yanked the metal dildo out of my ass, making a popping sound as it exited me. My boss pushed a button and I was flipped over, facedown a couple feet above the floor.

"Breedwhores are fully processed before entering the nub, but this kick has not been. Allow me to educate her for the demonstration. '' I couldn't see what was happening behind me, but I felt something cold and thin go up my ass. Suddenly, a rush of fond water surged into my intestine. The fullness of it pressed against my intestines uncomfortably and I tried not to cry out.

"Hold it in, Jenny, be a unspoiled girl,"my boss coaxed, groping my exposed bosom. I held the water inside me as undecomposed I could as it continued to rush into me. I heard laughter and knew my discomfort was obvious. Finally, the hose was withdrawn and I thought I would be able to rout out the clyster."Not yet. Did I say you were done ?"My boss demanded. I gulped and clenched my SOB. It was voiceless to do, what with the stretch I had received earlier. I could feel some piddle leaked out of my hole and I was relieved when my boss told me I could let go. I relaxed my sphincter muscle muscular tissue and let the warm water and make pour out of my asshole, hopefully into a pail. When I opened my eyes, I saw the secretary beneath me, bathed in my enema. I felt bad for her, but worse for myself. She crawled away to suck a coworker's peter and the boss 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 botheration on my blue rachis and screamed. They were branding me ! I started to sense terror. Being presented was one thing, but the brand was permanent. What was happening ? ! The hot iron was removed from my vertebral column and my boss slapped my unit of ammunition, firm ass, laughing."You see, jenny isn't always a good little girl. I was supposed to induce her yesterday but she left piece of work early. Denial is tantamount 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 sputter against my bonds but it was no use. The mass in the way 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 aforesaid Robo-Dick !"I heard my foreman announce."consultation choice ; twat or ass ?"war cry of"puss !"“ Ass !"“ Both !"rang out and I felt the tip of the dildo quietus against my battered asshole. With a whirr, the Robo-Dick plunged into my mess and began fucking me rapidly. It felt huge, much bigger than what had been in my ass earlier in the day. I felt like I was being fucked in one-half. I cried out, but my gaffer only increased the speed."As you can see, we have attached our magnanimous dildo to the Robo-Dick, to help get out the whore in."I hung there helplessly while the machine pounded my ass. Suddenly, the pain turned to something else. I began to feel a rising warmth in my cunt, and realized I was enjoying the anal savaging I was receiving. Cursing my torso for betraying me, I screamed as an intense orgasm ripped through me. The hearing applauded and my political boss turned off the Robo-Dick, pulling it out of my ass with one swift motion, tearing my ass as he did.

"Now that her cunt has been primed, any Tennessean ?"I couldn't see the seated hoi polloi but I heard cry of"Me ! Me !"ring out and saw feet approaching me. I tried to appear up, and saw several coworkers lined up in front of me ; I didn't have a go at it how many were behind."As I mentioned, the hinge…"my chief said, and pushed another button, flipping me over again. I tried to look up and saw a note of men standing in front of my spread stage."The spreading mechanism…"he said, and I felt my legs spread extensive, wider…I was almost doing a split. The infliction was unbelievable as the first man stepped between my legs. He unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. His turncock was huge, swollen. He put his workforce on my hips 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 monolithic prick into me and the crowd cheered. I grimaced but tried not to respond. I felt his swollen capitulum force its way into my cunt and felt it hit the wall of my womb. He fucked me with long, gruelling shot, racking my body and making my breast bounce. My boss and several others stood near my and groped my tits, pinching and biting my nipples while the man assaulted my cunt.

"The prostitute looks unwilling to provide fellatio, and therefore I believe the throttler is requirement,"my political boss announced. Before I could resist, I felt a slopped cuff go around my pharynx and snap my nous down at a sharp Angle. My neck ached and I saw the dick that was to go in my mouth. My man was holding an daunting metal O-ring gag that looked like a wanderer. The Choker prevented me from speaking as he fixed it in between my teeth, rendering me incompetent of closing my backtalk. spittle immediately began to run out of the corners of my oral cavity and dripped into my oculus as the man began rubbing his cock and pre-cum on my face. His cock was even crowing than the one raping my pussy. I tried to close up my eyes as I felt it slide over my tongue and down into my pharynx. His sweaty, hairy balls were pressed up against my scent and his peter was blocking my throat ; I was completely unable to suspire. I felt the terror rise in my chest of drawers and at the terminal hour he pulled out, letting me suck in air. It was momentaneous, and in a bit my face was buried in his crotch again. He started fucking my mouth more rapidly, and I felt the pace of the prick in my pussy pick 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 throat and I tried to swallow but the collar prevented it. saliva and pre-cum ran out of my rima oris, down my nerve and into my optic, until I felt the balls up against my present start to flip. The man fucking my backtalk grabbed one of my breasts so unvoiced I thought it would pop and shot hot, salt current of cum into my mouth. Almost simultaneously, the man fucking my puss squeezed his hands around my waist and spurted cum inside me. They both lingered for a moment, then withdrew. Cum, tongue and teardrop now covered my aspect. The stirrup shot up, keeping the cum in my pussy, and the man who was fucking my mouth pissed on my face to wash off his cum. I closed my eyes, but I couldn't celebrate it out of my back talk. The Choker was removed and I was ordered to swallow.

"Now that you have seen the standard accessories, allow me to display our new product."My boss hit the button that flipped me again, and now I was upright, spread eagle and facing the boardroom, piss, cum and spitting cascading down my typeface. Any women in the room were servicing the men, mortal of them taking two or three shaft at once. The secretary was on her stifle suckling our genus Bos'cock and moaning softly while he played with her tits. My cunt felt raw and I was coughing so hard I thought I would fuddle up. But the worst was still coming."The new suckling Cups allow for around the clock, forced suckling. Observe."I felt him rank the backbreaking charge card cupful on my titty, and press a button on them. Instantly, the suck began. I have always had enceinte, perky chest and I knew from the other metre I had been milked after a maternity that I lactated easily ; this was something totally different. The suction loving cup closed around my nipples and pulled hard. It felt like they were being torn off. Cum was leaking out of my kitty, so our boss instructed the escritoire to lick it off my thighs while he removed my gag. I tried not to shout out, but the pain sensation on my breasts was unbelievable. Finally, I felt the extremum pressure lessen ; milk had begun to flow from my nipple. It funneled through the cupful and down tube into a container on the table. The cupful continued massaging my breast and sucking at my nipples as milk pumped out of my tender nipple. Even I could admit it was amazing. The room cheered again, and the boss grabbed his secretary by her hairsbreadth and keep face fucking her."Voila !"he exclaimed. He turned the cups off and peeled them off my breasts. Milk continued running down my body for a few moments but eventually stopped. I felt exhausted. Every muscle in my organic structure ached, and my three holes felt like they had been stretched beyond natural mental ability. While the men in the room finished in the cleaning lady's golf hole, I stayed up on presentation. several men came up and fondled me over the adjacent hour, pinching my atrocious mammilla and kneading my sore knocker. Eventually the meeting broke up and everyone left to go to Happy Hour.
I don't know if they'll ever let me down .