The stock breeder Life 3 : Molded

Working for Stephen made for an interesting life, when I was n't being bent over a table or big as it turned out. The job itself kept me engaged and it paid well. I 'm not the pay had much to do with the job of being secretary and Sir Thomas More to do with ... but still it paid well and I do savor the work and I mean all of the work that I do here. I 'd been at the caller a nearly two months, I 'd managed to guarantee biography at the apartment for myself and my room teammate ... mainly me, mainly because Kelly could see her way through most of her disbursement. Still it was good 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 power, I was still extremely sore from yesterday when I was passed around during a board meeting. I was n't the only one to be passed around. They had girls brought in for just such an occasion. I however had been asked to take the minutes, of row it was a ploy on Sir Leslie Stephen 's part as he and the others never allowed me to start such a job. When I had first entered the dining table elbow room I had been shown to a buns which had been modified. Not modified exactly, I think it was designed to be like that. It was like a toy saw gymnastic horse with a safety vibrator in the middle. It had raised ridges either side of the vibrator designed to be quite vicious I suspect. Also a way to make certainly 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 women in the edifice do n't want to extinguish their pussycat 's insatiate appetite. The drugs they have you on leave you horny all of the time, whether you are at home base or at work the damn affair never had an off day. Most of the 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 well-nigh of the people in the office knew that I was.

"Sarah I would like to give thanks you for your helper yesterday. As a payoff for such excellent service of process, my Padre and I have agreed to address you."Stephen said to me I stared at him dumb founded ... wondering what he defined as a goody."I have made an appointment down at the local piercing mod place for you this good morning along with an apointment with my mothers personal styler. You will be pampered after your treatments, which I have already selected for you. You will not throw to care about a thing."He informed me, and there it was.

It was not surd to spot charwoman in here who had piercings and or mod, in fact with no underwear allowed you could see them coming a naut mi off. I 'd seen some pretty disturbing things, his fathers secretarial assistant was a shadow of her onetime self. The mod 's were not just physical they were mental, they had people that could hypnotise you change the way you think and so on. When in the mien of his Father the writing table was on all fours, she was collared, she could n't experience been more than than nineteen eld old. She had been seen in the street as a stripling and the mo she left school she had been hired here ... purchased by the man who run the firm ... that was a year ago. night bags under her centre, the way she shied away from man tangency or flinched if he looked at her damage. Yes she had the fear of god in her, when it came to her hirer. I 'd find out the girls down the residence 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 computer programing. By the time he let her go though she was bruised and under the printing that what she had just been doing was far from consensual. Rape play at its almost extreme, the lady friend would laugh at her and tell her she is imaging things. Like you would desire to suppose something like that.


Stephen accompanied me to my fitting that morning, we just looked like your every day duo. Both of us dressed well, both of us looking like professional 's. That was was the way that he wanted me to look most days, unless his wife at home was giving him a hard meter about something. Then he would bestow in something slutty and tell me to go change. I had been made to wear something that was no better than cling motion picture really. It was mostly see through the material, OK by mostly I do n't retrieve anybody would be able-bodied to forget that dress as it showed everything perfectly. The dresses that I was made to break were different to the ones I had started there wearing. For instance the derriere half of the dress was minuscule bigger than a belt. I wore eminent blackguard shoes that would commit nearly people a case of giddiness.

I was n't plugged any more, he had let up on that, which I was glad about, I had enough problems at work and at home plate without that darn affair. Occasionally he would leave one on my chair and leave educational activity to wear it. It was a admonisher of who was in charge 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 it self. There was one man tattooed and pierced, his look was littered with piercings, it was actually gross to look at. I wondered why anyone would do that to their own brass and had no answers.

"You must be Sir Leslie Stephen and this slut must be Sarah, hail this way I have a individual elbow room for my more wealthy paying customers."The man said escorting us down the dorm. We walked through the backrest of the shop class there were a couple of mass out back, all heavily tattoo 'd jez that was not a near looking. At the back was one charwoman, she was defenseless except for a collar and leash, heavily pregnant. She was plugged in all three holes, gagged with a thick caoutchouc hood covering her grimace ... you could n't see her eyes. mammilla 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 draw of some sorting, this would on occasion go up or down and you could hear her moan in annoyance when they did. She had a tail stopple in her ass the curly kind, like a pigs tail. I could n't see how big it was but I could see the tail itself. The plug in her cunt was big however it had a metal loop in the bottom of it which was hooked up to the base and taught so if she moved she was in pain from one of several 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 hood off her during the day for calendar month. Before breakfast and before dinner, she does n't need anything but a liquid lunch."He explained gropping himself."fountainhead bitch time for you to mislay your dress."He said to me I glanced at Stephen who nodded his head in consent. I needed helper to get out of it, it was that tight and form petting. Not that it did n't fit, it was a utter 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 enough what it was meant to be but it could have been two-fold purpose. It had stirrups for some ground and my feet were placed into them. Then my peg were forced as far apart as the mesa would allow and my body would give up for that matter."Like all gripe 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 button ring both tit to be pierced and oh yes ... now I remember."He said then looked at me."I would n't occupy your pretty piffling heading off to very much about it, you wo n't remember 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 aliveness. 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 result. My clit throbbed with pain and something else, my nipples were in the same plight but a unharmed lot more painful. I glance down and sure plenty my teat were pierced ... gold annulus that were far deep than I would hold liked protruded from them and sat neatly on my boob, underneath them were barbells running in contrary directions to the rings also made of gold. I reached up to touch them and felt a sharp vibration as my hand neared my nipples. The vibration in my cunt, my rosehip might have got bucked but the botheration was acute the wound still fresh no uncertainty. I hear a chortle from the room access way and count up to see the man who had done this to me standing there with Sir Leslie Stephen.

"I would n't do that for a spell if I were you ... the stripe through your nipples act as sensors ... the closer your handwriting or mine or any males hands get your nipples they activate the vibrator down here."He explained his hand moving in close to my nipples I cry out in pain and pleasure all at once ... the vibrator is secretive to well that spot my articulatio coxae buck as the bother in my nipples and down there is vivid."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 puss has gone up a notch and my hips are moving off their own accord."It can be tidings activated to ... so if I say."He explains holding the footling control up to his lip."Pussy."I scream pleasure ripping through my body Stephen presses my articulatio coxae 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 squeal holy place shit."This thing right hand here has fifty different circumstance. You are now a remote control whore."He says the vibration down there is the unfit it has ever been and in that same mo its the dependable 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 intimate 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 teammate and begins to detach her from the wall and base ... leaving the mountain range in place he walks over to the table which he lowers so I am now at ground spirit level almost. He takes the gag out of her mouth before telling her to climb up on the tabular array 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 belly is in the way and she requires help to get on the table. Then shuffles down the table so we are face to face. Stephen walks around the front line of me placing the chain from her nipple clamp in my mouth."Use that as a bother killer."He tells me."Do not move."He snaps.

I cry out in hurting as the vibration grows in my pussy. Throwing my question back with a moan, the woman above me cries out in pain in the neck ... her breasts now the core of my reality and hers for the Same understanding. She grunts I do n't know what they are doing to her but she shoots forward a little bit. I ca n't see her face except for her oral cavity which has just formed the soma of an o.

"Please skipper no more please."Shelia says to the men at the early 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 cock is hurting me."She cries.

"goodness, be a good little whore and savor the ride."He says both men laugh as we cry out with pleasure."Your note the harlot can come without being touched, this is the best part of what is done to them. One fraught cunt and one soon to be significant puss, both ineffective to do anything ... any sentence you say a word like bitch or harlot, slag will ferment to ... but whore well you can differentiate. If they could get their clits together you know broad well what the foul little adulteress 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 deal. He was fucking his wife or slave or whatever she was to him. I could recite by the grunt and groan from them both and the way she jerked forward with every stroke of his cock. I was so close-fitting to my orgasm and I could n't get anywhere near the function I wanted to play with. Even the pain in the ass was making me hot.

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

His shaft out and pointed down at my oral cavity, I opened it like I know he wanted me to and he slid his peter into my mouth. I was used to his cinch and length by now and I knew he must be close to going over the edge."I am going to cover your whole hollow 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 lady of pleasure body ... I will spawn you for the reality to see. You are mine owned by me and a slave to my caprice whore aught more."He said I was crying incoherently as I tried to suck his stopcock and tried desperately to cum. His words were having the in demand upshot on my torso and the limiting he had made to it. I closed my oculus as I felt his globe start to retract he pulled out of my mouth shooting all over my human face he laughed called me a fancy woman again and that was me over the boundary. It was the first prison term I had come without any kind of incursion at all. I came all over my piercer and his slave.

When I can mean straight again, Shelia is back in her quoin crying through her gage, I am no longer confined to the mesa unable to be active. Stephen is in the way paying the man.

"fourth dimension to get you back into your dress Sarah."He says to me."You will be allowed to heal before this goes any farther bitch."He says I moan."Till then the other men in the office will know you are off limits."He adds I manage to get back into my dress and my bounder. Looking down at my body as it is now its obvious that my nipple are pierced and I am no longer vibrating so I know he has turned that affair off for the time being. He had it on a minute 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 object to be used by him and anyone else he deemed could have me .