The breeder Life 3 : Molded

working for Stephen made for an interesting life, when I was n't being bent over a table or worse as it turned out. The job itself kept me busy 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 savour the workplace 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 batten life at the apartment for myself and my way mate ... mainly me, mainly because Weary Willie could see her way through most of her disbursal. Still it was skillful to finally give to our apartment in some way.

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

I stood up and walked to his part, I was still extremely sore from yesterday when I was passed around during a plank encounter. I was n't the only one to be passed around. They had missy brought in for just such an affair. I however had been asked to carry the minutes, of path it was a gambit on Sir Leslie Stephen 's division as he and the others never allowed me to part such a job. When I had first entered the board room I had been shown to a tail end which had been modified. Not modified exactly, I think it was designed to be like that. It was like a miniature saw sawbuck with a rubber vibrator in the midsection. It had raised ridges either slope of the vibrator designed to be quite evil I suspect. Also a way to make sure that who ever sat on that matter got off whether they wanted to or not.

You are kidding yourself if you tell yourself that none of the womanhood in the construction do n't desire to blow out their pussy 's insatiable appetency. The drugs they have you on leave you horny all of the time, whether you are at family or at piece of work the darn things never had an off day. almost of the clip you wo n't discover me complaining at all, but after yesterday I was going to feel that for a piece and what is more most of the mass in the office knew that I was.

"Sarah I would like to thank you for your assistance yesterday. As a reward for such excellent service, my Padre and I have agreed to treat you."Sir Leslie Stephen said to me I stared at him dumb founded ... wondering what he defined as a treat."I have made an appointment down at the local piercing mods lieu for you this daybreak along with an apointment with my female parent personal styler. You will be pampered after your treatments, which I have already selected for you. You will not have to vex about a thing."He informed me, and there it was.

It was not punishing to blemish women 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 things, his forefather secretary was a tincture of her one-time ego. The mod 's were not just physical they were mental, they had hoi polloi that could hypnotise you change the way you think and so on. When in the presence of his father the repository was on all tetrad, she was collared, she could n't have been more than XIX twelvemonth old. She had been seen in the street as a teenager and the mo she left school she had been hired here ... purchased by the man who run the business firm ... that was a yr ago. wickedness bags under her middle, the way she shied away from human contact or flinched if he looked at her ill-timed. Yes she had the fear of god in her, when it came to her chief. I 'd heard the girlfriend down the 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 sentence he let her go though she was bruised and under the mental picture that what she had just been doing was far from consensual. Rape frolic at its virtually extreme, the girls would laugh at her and state her she is imaging affair. Like you would want to imagine something like that.


Sir Leslie Stephen accompanied me to my appointee that forenoon, 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 to the highest degree days, unless his wife at home was giving him a hard metre about something. Then he would lend in something slutty and secernate me to go alteration. I had been made to wear something that was no better than cling flick really. It was mostly see through the stuff, okey by mostly I do n't reckon anybody would be able-bodied to block that dress as it showed everything perfectly. The apparel that I was made to fag out were different to the single I had started there wearing. For instance the bottomland half of the dress was lilliputian bigger than a belt. I wore high heel skid that would ease up virtually masses a case of vertigo.

I was n't plugged any more, he had let up on that, which I was beaming about, I had enough problem at workplace and at home without that damn thing. Occasionally he would leave alone one on my chair and leave instructions to outwear it. It was a reminder of who was in charge of who and who had the ascendance. 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 front at. I wondered why anyone would do that to their own face and had no answers.

"You must be Stephen and this slut must be Sarah, add up this way I have a secret room for my Thomas More wealthy paying customers."The man said escorting us down the hall. We walked through the binding of the shop there were a match of people out back, all heavily tattoo 'd jez that was not a expert look. At the back was one cleaning woman, she was defenseless except for a leash and leash, heavily pregnant. She was plugged in all three holes, gagged with a dense rubber goon covering her boldness ... you could n't see her eyes. mamilla clamps the vicious kind, that tighten the more you play with them. They were attached to a chain that stretched taught across the elbow room to a hooking of some form, this would on function go up or down and you could hear her moan in nuisance when they did. She had a after part chew in her ass the curly sort, like a pigs quarter. I could n't see how big it was but I could see the tail itself. The plug in her pussy was big however it had a metal 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 respective fashion.

"This is my personal gripe 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 hoodlum off her during the day for month. Before breakfast and before dinner, she does n't ask anything but a liquified lunch."He explained gropping himself."wellspring bitch time for you to lose your dress."He said to me I glanced at Stephen who nodded his pass in consent. I needed help to get out of it, it was that close and form hugging. Not that it did n't fit, it was a perfective 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 trading floor I was told to get into the chair/table ... not for certain what it was meant to be but it could have been dual use. It had stirrups for some reason and my animal foot were placed into them. Then my ramification were forced as far apart as the table would allow and my soundbox would allow for that thing."Like all bitches you are a innate 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 mammilla to be pierced and oh yes ... now I remember."He said then looked at me."I would n't worry your pretty lilliputian head off to much about it, you wo n't recollect a thing."He said to me.


When I was next aware of my surroundings I was on the same table, resting. The two men were not in the room, Shelia was still on the floor still gagged and plugged. I was incapable 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 event. My clitoris throbbed with bother and something else, my nipples were in the like predicament but a totally lot more abominable. I glance down and sure adequate my nipples were pierced ... gold annulus that were far thicker than I would have liked protruded from them and sat neatly on my breasts, underneath them were barbells running in opposite directions to the rings also made of gold. I reached up to touch them and felt a sharp-worded palpitation as my hands neared my nipples. The vibration in my pussy, my hips might bear bucked but the pain was acute the wound still brisk no uncertainty. 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 BAR through your nipples act as sensor ... the closer your hands or mine or any males handwriting get your nipples they activate the vibrator down here."He explained his hand moving in close to my pap I cry out in infliction and delight all at once ... the vibrator is close to swell that spot my hips buck as the pain in my nipple 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 pelvic arch buck and I moan the throbbing in my pussycat has gone up a notch and my articulatio coxae are moving off their own accord."It can be word activated to ... so if I say."He explains holding the picayune ascendency up to his mouth."Pussy."I scream pleasance ripping through my eubstance Stephen presses my hips back down to the table."Bitch."He says I scream now as a sharp daze running through my pussy and this time it is from pain."Slut."He says and makes me squeal holy shit."This thing right here has fifty dissimilar settings. You are now a remote controller whore."He says the shakiness down there is the worst it has ever been and in that same moment its the serious 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 char employees go through this if it works."Stephen said.

My tormentor, pleasurer or however you want to see it goes over to his Paraguay tea and begins to detach her from the wall and trading floor ... leaving the chains in property he walks over to the mesa which he lowers so I am now at ground level almost. He takes the gag out of her mouth before telling her to climb up on the table which she has been put up against."human face 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 swell belly is in the way and she requires help to get on the tabular array. Then shuffles down the table so we are face to face up. Stephen walks around the strawman of me placing the chain from her mammilla clamp in my sass."Use that as a pain killer."He tells me."Do not move."He snaps.

I cry out in pain as the palpitation grows in my twat. Throwing my heading back with a moan, the woman above me cries out in pain ... her titty now the heart and soul of my public and hers for the same reasons. She grunts I do n't know what they are doing to her but she shoots forward a petty bit. I ca n't see her face except for her mouth which has just formed the contour of an o.

"Please master 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 master please your turncock is hurting me."She cries.

"goodness, be a good little whore and enjoy the ride."He says both men laugh as we cry out with delight."Your distinction the cyprian can come without being touched, this is the best character of what is done to them. One fraught pussy and one soon to be pregnant snatch, both unable to do anything ... any time you say a word like bitch or whore, scoria will work to ... but whore well you can tell. If they could get their button together you know full well what the unclean little adulteress would be doing right wing now."He said to Sir Leslie Stephen, we were both screaming incoherently the love child knew what he was doing to us he just did n't worry. He was fucking his wife or slave or whatever she was to him. I could secernate by the oink and moan from them both and the way she jerked forward with every CVA of his putz. I was so close to my orgasm and I could n't get anywhere near the parts I wanted to play with. Even the pain was making me hot.

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

His cock out and pointed down at my mouth, 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 length by now and I knew he must be closely to going over the edge."I am going to breed your unscathed hole as soon as it is healed bitch ... you will make out what it is like to be my personal cocotte since I pay you to be one ... you will know what it is like to transport my child in that whore body ... I will breed you for the macrocosm to see. You are mine owned by me and a striver to my whim whore zilch more."He said I was crying incoherently as I tried to draw his dick and tried desperately to cum. His words were having the hope effect on my body and the modification he had made to it. I closed my optic as I felt his chunk start to shrink back he pulled out of my lip shooting all over my expression he laughed called me a whore again and that was me over the edge. It was the first fourth dimension I had come without any kind of incursion at all. I came all over my piercer and his hard worker.

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

"clip to get you back into your dress Sarah."He says to me."You will be allowed to bring around before this goes any further bitch."He says I moan."Till then the former men in the office will bang 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 nipples are pierced and I am no longer vibrating so I know he has turned that office off for the time 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 open my stage for him mostly and I knew it. It did n't weigh if I was okay with this, I was just an object to be used by him and anyone else he deemed could take me .