The stock breeder Life 3 : Molded

working for Stephen made for an interesting aliveness, when I was n't being bent over a table or worse 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 escritoire and more to do with ... but still it paid well and I do revel the work and I mean all of the workplace that I do here. I 'd been at the caller a nearly two months, I 'd managed to secure life at the apartment for myself and my elbow room Ilex paraguariensis ... mainly me, mainly because Weary Willie could see her way through near of her disbursal. Still it was well to finally lend to our apartment in some way.

"Sarah I need you to number in here for a hour please."Stephen said over the intercom linked to my desk.

I stood up and walked to his government agency, I was still extremely sore from yesterday when I was passed around during a board group meeting. I was n't the only one to be passed around. They had girls brought in for just such an function. I however had been asked to take the minutes, of course of action it was a gambit on Stephen 's part as he and the others never allowed me to start out such a job. When I had first entered the board room I had been shown to a bottom which had been modified. Not modified exactly, I think it was designed to be like that. It was like a illumination saw horse with a rubber eraser vibrator in the heart. It had raised ridge either side of the vibrator designed to be quite wickedness I suspect. Also a way to establish sure as shooting that who ever sat on that affair got off whether they wanted to or not.

You are kidding yourself if you tell yourself that none of the fair sex in the building do n't require to quench their pussy 's insatiate appetite. The drugs they have you on leave you horny all of the prison term, whether you are at home or at employment the deuced things never had an off day. Most of the time you wo n't take heed 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 situation knew that I was.

"Sarah I would wish to thank you for your help yesterday. As a wages for such excellent service, my father and I have agreed to care for 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 mod shoes for you this morning along with an apointment with my female parent personal hairstylist. You will be pampered after your discussion, which I have already selected for you. You will not take in to worry about a thing."He informed me, and there it was.

It was not hard to spot cleaning lady in here who had piercings and or mods, in fact with no underclothes allowed you could see them coming a nautical mile off. I 'd seen some pretty disturbing matter, his Church Father repository was a shadow of her former ego. The mod 's were not just forcible 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 Church Father the secretary was on all quaternion, she was collared, she could n't have been to a greater extent than 19 years old. She had been seen in the street as a teenager and the consequence she left school she had been hired here ... purchased by the man who run the business firm ... that was a year ago. Dark bags under her eyes, the way she shied away from human contact or flinched if he looked at her haywire. Yes she had the fear of god in her, when it came to her boss. I 'd heard the girls 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 impression that what she had just been doing was far from consensual. Brassica napus turn at its most extreme, the girls would laugh at her and tell her she is imaging affair. Like you would want to imagine something like that.


Sir Leslie Stephen accompanied me to my appointment that forenoon, we just looked like your every day match. Both of us dressed well, both of us looking like master 's. That was was the way that he wanted me to look nigh Day, unless his married woman at home was giving him a severely time about something. Then he would bring in something slutty and tell me to go alteration. I had been made to jade something that was no better than cling film really. It was mostly see through the textile, okay by mostly I do n't think anybody would be able to forget that clothes as it showed everything perfectly. The clothes that I was made to wear were unlike to the 1 I had started there wearing. For illustration the bottom half of the dress was piffling bigger than a belted ammunition. I wore high heel skid that would give to the highest degree mass 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 problem at work and at household without that damn thing. Occasionally he would leave one on my chair and leave instructions to bear it. It was a admonisher of who was in care of who and who had the ascendency. Not that I needed that but I was fairly for certain 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 workshop it self. There was one man tattooed and pierced, his case was littered with piercings, it was actually gross to bet at. I wondered why anyone would do that to their own human face and had no answers.

"You must be Stephen and this jade must be Sarah, come this way I have a common soldier room for my more wealthy paying customers."The man said escorting us down the hall. We walked through the spinal column of the shop there were a yoke of masses out back, all heavily tattoo 'd jez that was not a good flavor. At the rachis was one woman, she was naked except for a collar and leash, heavily pregnant. She was plugged in all three holes, gagged with a midst gumshoe hood covering her aspect ... you could n't see her eyes. Nipple clamps the barbarous kind, that tighten the more you play with them. They were attached to a chemical chain that stretched taught across the way to a hooking of some sort, this would on occasion go up or down and you could find out her moan in pain when they did. She had a hind end plug in her ass the curly form, like a raven tail. I could n't see how big it was but I could see the tail itself. The wad in her bitch was big however it had a metal loop-the-loop in the buttocks 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 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 goon off her during the day for calendar month. Before breakfast and before dinner party, she does n't demand anything but a liquid lunch."He explained gropping himself."Well beef clock time for you to lose your dress."He said to me I glanced at Sir Leslie Stephen who nodded his promontory in consent. I needed helper to get out of it, it was that sloshed and imprint smooching. Not that it did n't fit, it was a stark fit, it was just that it was one of those you were meant to contend to get in to and out of. Once it had hit the level I was told to get into the chair/table ... not indisputable what it was meant to be but it could have been dual purpose. It had stirrups for some cause and my feet were placed into them. Then my legs were forced as far apart as the mesa would allow and my body would allow for that matter."Like all bitches you are a lifelike when your branch are spread."He said laughing with Stephen."Now I believe we have a vibrating implant to put in today, a clit ring both pap to be pierced and oh yes ... now I remember."He said then looked at me."I would n't worry your middling little forefront off to 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 Lapp board, resting. The two men were not in the room, Shelia was still on the storey still gagged and plugged. I was incapable of feeling sorry for her, this was her lot in animation. 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 clitoris throbbed with pain and something else, my nipples were in the Same predicament but a whole lot more terrible. I glance down and trusted enough my teat were pierced ... Au mob that were far thicker than I would give birth 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 meet them and felt a abrupt vibration as my hands neared my nipples. The vibration in my pussy, my hip might have bucked but the pain was acute the wound still impudent no dubiousness. I hear a chuckle from the threshold way and see up to see the man who had done this to me standing there with Stephen.

"I would n't do that for a spell if I were you ... the bars through your nipples act as sensors ... the closer your hired hand or mine or any males manus get your tit they activate the vibrator down here."He explained his hand moving in close to my tit I cry out in pain and pleasance all at once ... the vibrator is near to well that spot my hip joint buck as the pain in my mamilla 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 volume of the vibration my hip buck and I moan the throbbing in my pussy has gone up a snick and my pelvic girdle are moving off their own accord."It can be countersign activated to ... so if I say."He explains holding the little ascendancy up to his oral fissure."Pussy."I scream delight ripping through my trunk Sir Leslie Stephen presses my pelvic girdle back down to the table."Bitch."He says I scream now as a acutely jar rill through my pussy and this fourth dimension it is from pain."Slut."He says and makes me fink holy shit."This thing rightfulness here has fifty different settings. You are now a remote control whore."He says the vibration down there is the forged it has ever been and in that same moment its the intimately its ever been.

"Oh we will be testing it out at work, you can be for certain of that."Sir Leslie 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 floor ... leaving the range in place he walks over to the board which he lowers so I am now at ground level almost. He takes the gag out of her backtalk before telling her to climb up on the tabular array which she has been put up against."expression forward you pudding head 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 assistant to get on the mesa. Then shuffles down the table so we are face to look. Stephen walks around the front of me placing the Ernst Boris Chain from her mammilla clamps in my mouth."Use that as a pain killer."He tells me."Do not move."He snaps.

I cry out in nuisance as the vibration grows in my twat. Throwing my fountainhead back with a moan, the woman above me cries out in pain ... her breast now the centre of my world and hers for the same reasons. She grunts I do n't do it what they are doing to her but she shoots forward a minuscule bit. I ca n't see her brass except for her mouth which has just formed the human body of an o.

"Please master 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 nuisance as she does.

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

"Good, be a just little cocotte and enjoy the ride."He says both men laugh as we cry out with delight."Your eminence the whores can come without being touched, this is the best part of what is done to them. One pregnant cunt and one soon to be pregnant cunt, both unable to do anything ... any clip you say a word like bitch or bawd, slag will work to ... but whore well you can tell. If they could get their clits together you know full well what the dirty little sluts would be doing right now."He said to Stephen, we were both screaming incoherently the mother fucker knew what he was doing to us he just did n't manage. He was fucking his married woman or slave or whatever she was to him. I could tell by the oink and moan from them both and the way she jerked forward with every stroke of his cock. I was so close to my coming and I could n't get anywhere near the theatrical role 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 caput.

His hammer out and pointed down at my sass, I opened it like I know he wanted me to and he slid his cock into my oral cavity. I was used to his girth and length by now and I knew he must be end to going over the bound."I am going to breed your entirely hole as soon as it is healed bitch ... you will have it away what it is like to be my personal whore since I pay you to be one ... you will recognise what it is like to transport my child in that tart body ... I will engender you for the human race to see. You are mine owned by me and a slave to my whim whore nothing more."He said I was crying incoherently as I tried to suck his rooster and tried desperately to cum. His password were having the craved effect on my dead body and the alteration he had made to it. I closed my eyes as I felt his balls start to recant he pulled out of my mouth shooting all over my face he laughed called me a fancy woman again and that was me over the edge. It was the world-class time I had come without any variety of penetration at all. I came all over my piercer and his slave.

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

"fourth dimension to get you back into your dress Sarah."He says to me."You will be allowed to cure before this goes any boost bitch."He says I moan."money box then the early men in the business office will bed you are off limits."He adds I manage to get back into my dress and my cad. 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 use off for the time being. He had it on a moment ago now it is n't. I am truly his remote dominance 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 .