The stock breeder lifespan 3 : Molded

Working for Stephen made for an interest life, when I was n't being bent over a tabular array 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 Thomas More to do with ... but still it paid well and I do love 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 at the flat for myself and my room Ilex paraguariensis ... mainly me, mainly because Kelly could see her way through most of her expenses. Still it was good to finally contribute to our flat 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 position, I was still extremely sore from yesterday when I was passed around during a panel meeting. I was n't the just one to be passed around. They had female child brought in for just such an occasion. I however had been asked to shoot the minutes, of grade 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 board way 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 miniature saw buck with a prophylactic vibrator in the middle. It had raised ridges either side of the vibrator designed to be quite evilness I suspect. Also a way to get certain 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 require to extinguish their cunt 's insatiable appetite. The drugs they have you on leave you horny all of the clock time, whether you are at nursing home or at study the damn matter never had an off day. nearly 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 than near of the people in the government agency knew that I was.

"Sarah I would like to thank you for your help yesterday. As a reward for such excellent service, my beginner 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 place for you this dawning along with an apointment with my mothers personal stylist. You will be pampered after your handling, which I have already selected for you. You will not have to concern about a thing."He informed me, and there it was.

It was not backbreaking to pick out 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 affair, his fathers secretary was a shadow of her former self. The mod 's were not just strong-arm they were mental, they had people that could hypnotise you change the way you think and so on. When in the presence of his founder the secretary was on all quatern, she was collared, she could n't have been Thomas More than 19 year old. She had been seen in the street as a teen and the bit she left school she had been hired here ... purchased by the man who run the firm ... that was a yr ago. Dark bags under her oculus, the way she shied away from human being physical contact or flinched if he looked at her haywire. Yes she had the concern of god in her, when it came to her party boss. I 'd heard the missy 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 time he let her go though she was bruised and under the opinion that what she had just been doing was far from consensual. Brassica napus swordplay at its most uttermost, the daughter would laugh at her and tell her she is imaging things. Like you would require to imagine something like that.


Sir Leslie 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 person 's. That was was the way that he wanted me to calculate most Clarence Day, unless his wife at home was giving him a laborious clip about something. Then he would bring in in something slutty and enjoin me to go modification. I had been made to break something that was no better than cling film really. It was mostly see through the cloth, okay by mostly I do n't think anybody would be able-bodied to forget that attire as it showed everything perfectly. The dresses that I was made to jade were different to the ones I had started there wearing. For case the tush half of the apparel was little bigger than a whack. I wore high heel shoes that would make most mass a case of vertigo.

I was n't plugged any more, he had let up on that, which I was gladiola about, I had enough problem at work and at home without that hoot matter. Occasionally he would leave one on my chair and leave pedagogy to fag out it. It was a reminder of who was in bang of who and who had the ascendency. Not that I needed that but I was fairly certain 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 workshop it self. There was one man tattooed and pierced, his aspect was littered with piercings, it was actually gross to look at. I wondered why anyone would do that to their own face and had no resolution.

"You must be Stephen and this slovenly woman must be Sarah, come this way I have a common soldier room for my more loaded paying customers."The man said escorting us down the residence hall. We walked through the backbone of the shop there were a couple of people out back, all heavily tattoo 'd jez that was not a honorable look. At the back was one womanhood, she was au naturel except for a catch and leash, heavily significant. She was plugged in all three hole, gagged with a thick condom lens hood covering her face ... you could n't see her optic. tit clamps the poisonous variety, 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 juncture go up or down and you could hear her groan in pain when they did. She had a arse stopper 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 spark 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 several ways.

"This is my personal squawk 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 strong-armer off her during the day for month. Before breakfast and before dinner, she does n't need anything but a liquid state lunch."He explained gropping himself."Well bitch time for you to lose your dress."He said to me I glanced at Sir Leslie Stephen who nodded his head teacher in consent. I needed assistant to get out of it, it was that soused and human body 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 skin 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 suffer been dual intention. It had stirrups for some reason and my foundation were placed into them. Then my legs were forced as far apart as the tabular array would provide and my physical structure would allow for that matter."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 nipple to be pierced and oh yes ... now I remember."He said then looked at me."I would n't interest your passably short head off to a lot about it, you wo n't commend a thing."He said to me.


When I was following aware of my surroundings I was on the Same mesa, resting. The two men were not in the room, Shelia was still on the level still gagged and plugged. I was unequal to of feeling sorry for her, this was her lot in lifetime. She had decided this was what she wanted after all ... well she would receive said yes in the showtime not knowing this would be the end result. My clit throbbed with pain and something else, my nipple were in the Saami quandary but a whole lot more irritating. I glance down and sure enough adequate my nipples were pierced ... gold rings that were far thicker than I would have liked protruded from them and sat neatly on my breasts, underneath them were barbells running in contrary directions to the rings also made of gold. I reached up to touch them and felt a precipitous quiver as my hands neared my nipples. The shaking in my puss, my hips might experience bucked but the pain was vivid the wound still fresh no question. I hear a chuckle from the door way and count 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 sensors ... the closer your handwriting or mine or any males hands get your mammilla they activate the vibrator down here."He explained his hand moving in close to my nipples I cry out in pain sensation and joy all at once ... the vibrator is close to well that spot my hips buck as the pain in my nipples 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 vibe my hip joint buck and I moan the pounding in my pussy has gone up a notch and my hips are moving off their own accord."It can be word activated to ... so if I say."He explains holding the little control up to his lip."Pussy."I scream pleasure ripping through my body Sir Leslie Stephen presses my hips back down to the mesa."Bitch."He says I scream now as a needlelike jolt footrace through my pussy and this sentence it is from pain."Slut."He says and makes me fink holy shit."This thing right wing here has fifty different settings. You are now a remote control whore."He says the palpitation down there is the worst it has ever been and in that same import its the dependable its ever been.

"Oh we will be testing it out at oeuvre, you can be sure as shooting 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 come away her from the wall and floor ... leaving the chains in place he walks over to the table which he lowers so I am now at soil level almost. He takes the gag out of her mouthpiece before telling her to climb up on the mesa which she has been put up against."facial expression 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 present. Stephen walks around the front of me placing the chain from her teat clinch in my mouth."Use that as a pain killer."He tells me."Do not move."He snaps.

I cry out in pain as the vibration grows in my pussy. Throwing my headway back with a groan, the fair sex above me cries out in bother ... her titty now the heart of my macrocosm and hers for the same reason. She grunts I do n't have a go at it what they are doing to her but she shoots forward a trivial bit. I ca n't see her side except for her oral fissure which has just formed the Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe of an o.

"Please master no more please."Shelia says to the men at the former 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 shaft is hurting me."She cries.

"commodity, be a good little cocotte and enjoy the ride."He says both men laugh as we cry out with pleasance."Your government note the whores can come without being touched, this is the skillful contribution of what is done to them. One significant cunt and one soon to be fraught snatch, both ineffectual to do anything ... any prison term you say a news like bitch or whore, scoria will work to ... but whore well you can tell. If they could get their clits together you know full well what the ill-gotten little sluts would be doing mighty now."He said to Stephen, we were both screaming incoherently the bastard knew what he was doing to us he just did n't worry. He was fucking his wife or break one's back or whatever she was to him. I could tell by the grunts and moans from them both and the way she jerked forward with every virgule of his cock. I was so near to my orgasm and I could n't get anywhere near the portion I wanted to play with. Even the bother was making me hot.

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

His cock out and pointed down at my oral fissure, I opened it like I know he wanted me to and he slid his dick into my oral fissure. I was used to his girth and length by now and I knew he must be close to going over the edge."I am going to breed your whole muddle as soon as it is healed bitch ... you will know what it is like to be my personal fancy woman since I pay you to be one ... you will bang what it is like to behave my child in that lady of pleasure torso ... I will multiply you for the world to see. You are mine owned by me and a slave to my whim whore zero more."He said I was crying incoherently as I tried to soak up his turncock and tried desperately to cum. His discussion were having the desired outcome on my body and the modifications he had made to it. I closed my oculus as I felt his Ball start to retract he pulled out of my backtalk shooting all over my nerve he laughed called me a whore again and that was me over the edge. It was the first prison term I had come without any kind of penetration at all. I came all over my piercer and his slave.

When I can think straight again, Shelia is back in her box crying through her gage, I am no longer confined to the board unable to proceed. Stephen is in the room paying the man.

"sentence to get you back into your dress Sarah."He says to me."You will be allowed to heal before this goes any far bitch."He says I moan."Till then the other men in the office will cognize you are off limits."He adds I manage to get back into my dress and my heel. Looking down at my torso as it is now its obvious that my pap are pierced and I am no longer vibrating so I know he has turned that function off for the prison term being. He had it on a moment ago now it is n't. I am truly his remote control tart, I am paid to open 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 object to be used by him and anyone else he deemed could have me .