The Breeders aliveness 3 : Molded

workings for Stephen made for an interesting liveliness, when I was n't being bent over a table or unfit as it turned out. The job itself kept me fussy and it paid well. I 'm not the pay had much to do with the job of being secretary and more than to do with ... but still it paid well and I do enjoy the work and I mean all of the work that I do here. I 'd been at the company a nearly two month, I 'd managed to secure life sentence at the apartment for myself and my elbow room fellow ... mainly me, mainly because Kelly could see her way through near of her expenses. Still it was good to finally bring to our flat in some way.

"Sarah I need you to make out in here for a second please."Stephen said over the intercommunication system 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 board group meeting. I was n't the only if one to be passed around. They had girls brought in for just such an occasion. I however had been asked to use up the minutes, of course of study it was a stratagem on Stephen 's theatrical role as he and the others never allowed me to start such a job. When I had first entered the board elbow 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 horse cavalry with a natural rubber vibrator in the heart. It had raised rooftree either side of the vibrator designed to be quite evil I suspect. Also a way to make trusted 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 char in the building do n't want to squelch their pussy 's unsatiable appetence. The drugs they have you on leave you horny all of the meter, whether you are at home or at body of work the damn things never had an off day. nearly of the metre you wo n't listen me complaining at all, but after yesterday I was going to finger that for a patch and what is more to the highest degree of the people in the power knew that I was.

"Sarah I would like to thank you for your help yesterday. As a reward for such splendid service, my father and I have agreed to handle you."Stephen said to me I stared at him dumb founded ... wondering what he defined as a treat."I have made an engagement down at the local piercing mods plaza for you this sunrise along with an apointment with my mothers personal stylist. You will be pampered after your intervention, which I have already selected for you. You will not have to care about a thing."He informed me, and there it was.

It was not heavy to spot womanhood in here who had piercings and or mods, in fact with no underclothes allowed you could see them coming a mile off. I 'd seen some pretty perturbing things, his fathers secretary was a vestige of her former ego. The mod 's were not just forcible they were mental, they had people that could hypnotise you change the way you think and so on. When in the bearing of his father the secretary was on all fours, she was collared, she could n't have been More than nineteen years 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 firm ... that was a year ago. dark pocketbook under her eyes, the way she shied away from human being contact or flinched if he looked at her wrong. Yes she had the fear of god in her, when it came to her party boss. I 'd heard the girlfriend down the manse 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 computer programing. By the time he let her go though she was bruised and under the picture that what she had just been doing was far from consensual. Rape looseness at its most extreme, the girls would laugh at her and narrate her she is imaging affair. Like you would want to ideate something like that.


Stephen accompanied me to my appointment that morning, 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 attend nigh days, unless his wife at base was giving him a difficult time about something. Then he would contribute in something slutty and tell me to go modification. I had been made to wear something that was no amend than cling movie really. It was mostly see through the stuff, okey by mostly I do n't reckon anybody would be able-bodied to forget that clothes as it showed everything perfectly. The frock that I was made to wear thin were different to the single I had started there wearing. For instance the bottom half of the garb was little cock-a-hoop than a belt. I wore high blackguard shoes that would throw most citizenry a case of vertigo.

I was n't plugged any more, he had let up on that, which I was glad about, I had enough trouble at employment and at house without that blamed thing. Occasionally he would provide one on my chair and leave instructions to bear it. It was a reminder of who was in commission 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 darkly lit and there was no one in there waiting when we entered the shop it self. There was one man tattooed and pierced, his face was littered with piercings, it was actually gross to wait at. I wondered why anyone would do that to their own face and had no answers.

"You must be Stephen and this loose woman must be Sarah, hail this way I have a private room for my Sir Thomas More affluent paying customers."The man said escorting us down the manse. We walked through the back of the shop there were a duo of people out back, all heavily tattoo 'd jez that was not a good face. At the backrest was one womanhood, she was naked except for a collar and leash, heavily pregnant. She was plugged in all three holes, gagged with a deep rubber eraser hood covering her face ... you could n't see her eyes. nipple clamps the vicious kind, that tighten the more you play with them. They were attached to a chain that stretched taught across the room to a hook of some sort, this would on affair go up or down and you could listen her moan in pain when they did. She had a tail plug in her ass the curly sort, like a pigs buns. I could n't see how big it was but I could see the stern itself. The nag in her cunt was big however it had a alloy loop in the bottom of it which was hooked up to the floor and taught so if she moved she was in pain from one of several means.

"This is my personal kick 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 exhaust hood off her during the day for month. Before breakfast and before dinner, she does n't require anything but a liquid lunch."He explained gropping himself."fountainhead bitch time for you to lose your dress."He said to me I glanced at Stephen who nodded his head teacher in consent. I needed help to get out of it, it was that pissed and form hugging. Not that it did n't fit, it was a complete fit, it was just that it was one of those you were meant to shinny 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 role. It had stirrups for some ground and my invertebrate foot were placed into them. Then my legs were forced as far apart as the tabular array would set aside and my eubstance would take into account for that issue."Like all bitches you are a natural when your legs 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 pretty little head off to often about it, you wo n't commend a thing."He said to me.


When I was future aware of my surroundings I was on the same tabular array, resting. The two men were not in the way, Shelia was still on the flooring still gagged and plugged. I was incompetent of feeling sorry for her, this was her lot in life. 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 effect. My clitoris throbbed with pain and something else, my tit were in the same predicament but a altogether lot more irritating. I glance down and indisputable sufficiency my nipples were pierced ... Au gang that were far thickheaded than I would give liked protruded from them and sat neatly on my tit, underneath them were barbells running in opposite instruction to the rings also made of gold. I reached up to touch them and felt a sharp vibration as my helping hand neared my tit. The quiver in my twat, my pelvis might have bucked but the pain in the ass was acute the wound still clean no doubt. I hear a chuckle from the door way and look 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 barroom through your nipples act as sensing element ... the closer your hired man or mine or any male person paw get your mamilla they activate the vibrator down here."He explained his script moving in close to my pap I cry out in pain and pleasure all at once ... the vibrator is close to swell that spot my hips buck as the pain in my tit and down there is acute."Misbehave and you can be punished, behave well and you can be rewarded. Like right now you have a low vibe going on."He explained upping the anty and intensity level of the trembling my pelvis buck and I moan the throb in my pussy has gone up a nick and my pelvic girdle are moving off their own treaty."It can be news activated to ... so if I say."He explains holding the little control up to his back talk."Pussy."I scream pleasure ripping through my soundbox Stephen presses my hips back down to the table."Bitch."He says I scream now as a sharp shock runs through my pussy and this time it is from pain."Slut."He says and makes me oink holy shit."This thing rightfulness here has fifty unlike mise en scene. You are now a remote ascendence whore."He says the trembling down there is the worst it has ever been and in that Lapplander bit its the best its ever been.

"Oh we will be testing it out at work, you can be indisputable 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."Stephen said.

My tormentor, pleasurer or however you want to see it goes over to his mate and begins to detach her from the rampart and flooring ... leaving the string in place he walks over to the board which he lowers so I am now at ground floor almost. He takes the gag out of her mouth before telling her to climb up on the mesa which she has been put up against."font forward you stupid 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 stomach is in the way and she requires service to get on the table. Then shuffles down the table so we are face to face. Stephen walks around the front of me placing the mountain chain from her pap clamp in my mouth."Use that as a pain killer."He tells me."Do not move."He snaps.

I cry out in pain in the ass as the vibration grows in my slit. Throwing my head back with a moan, the woman above me cries out in pain ... her breasts now the centre of my world and hers for the same reasonableness. She grunts I do n't have it off what they are doing to her but she shoots forward a little bit. I ca n't see her typeface except for her mouth which has just formed the shape of an o.

"Please skipper 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 bother as she does.

"No master please your shaft is hurting me."She cries.

"Good, be a good footling whore and enjoy the ride."He says both men laugh as we cry out with pleasure."Your billet the whores can come without being touched, this is the best role of what is done to them. One pregnant cunt and one soon to be pregnant twat, both unable to do anything ... any sentence you say a word like squawk or sporting lady, dross will work to ... but whore well you can order. If they could get their clits together you know full well what the dirty little sluts would be doing decent now."He said to Stephen, we were both screaming incoherently the motherfucker knew what he was doing to us he just did n't like. He was fucking his married woman or knuckle down or whatever she was to him. I could differentiate by the grunt and moans from them both and the way she jerked forward with every stroke of his hammer. I was so near to my coming and I could n't get anywhere near the division I wanted to work with. Even the annoyance was making me hot.

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

His prick out and pointed down at my oral cavity, I opened it like I know he wanted me to and he slid his cock into my mouth. I was used to his girth and duration by now and I knew he must be close to going over the edge."I am going to multiply your whole hollow as soon as it is healed squawk ... you will love 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 bawd trunk ... I will breed you for the world to see. You are mine owned by me and a slave to my caprice whore nothing more."He said I was crying incoherently as I tried to take up his cock and tried desperately to cum. His Christian Bible were having the want core on my trunk and the modifications he had made to it. I closed my eyes as I felt his ball start to retract he pulled out of my mouthpiece shooting all over my aspect he laughed called me a cyprian again and that was me over the edge. It was the world-class time I had come without any sort of penetration at all. I came all over my piercer and his slave.

When I can think straight again, Shelia is back in her corner crying through her gage, I am no longer confined to the table unable to move. Stephen is in the way paying the man.

"sentence to get you back into your frock Sarah."He says to me."You will be allowed to heal before this goes any promote bitch."He says I moan."cashbox then the other men in the role will have sex you are off limits."He adds I manage to get back into my dress and my heels. Looking down at my body as it is now its obvious that my tit are pierced and I am no longer vibrating so I know he has turned that office off for the clip being. He had it on a import ago now it is n't. I am truly his remote control whore, I am paid to open my legs for him mostly and I knew it. It did n't count if I was okay with this, I was just an target to be used by him and anyone else he deemed could have me .