A Loath Breeding


Bdsm, Pregnant, Toys
Laura's life sentence had taken a tour for the better when she'd met Simon. When they'd first off met on a subterfuge date, she'd sentiment that he was a bit frail and not worth her prison term. But he'd asked for a chance to prove himself and he did. He showed her that he was a master looking for a new slave to be collared. Laura immediately accepted and their relationship begun.

Laura was a serious slave. She gave up her job and moved in with Simon. She'd wait everyday by the door on hands and knees in the intimate apparel that Paul Simon picked out in the morning and welcome whatever Simon had in store for her that day. She'd done everything from fucking strange men from work he'd brought rest home, to seducing a police force military officer to get Simon the Zealot out of a ticket.

But there was one thing that her overlord wanted that Laura couldn't bring herself to commit ; a nestling. Laura had never wanted to take a child. They were cheap, mussy and they'd downfall her figure. But Herbert Alexander Simon did. Father-God called to him like a beacon light and he'd tired of waiting for Laura to come around to the estimate. He'd swapped her birth control condition for aphrodisiac pills a hebdomad ago. He hadn't fucked her since and said that she wasn't allowed to pleasure herself either. Now it was time to fuck her until she was fraught. Whether she agreed to it or not.

That nighttime St. Simon came home to feel Laura waiting by the door as usual in a particularly lovely white set of lingerie and his putz hardened just thinking about fucking her tonight. He grabbed her haircloth and dragged her into the child's play room and proceeded to lock her in the stock certificate. Here she was bent over at the waist, her head and hands locked in so stiff they couldn't relocation and her ass and slit were presented to him. He licked his brim as he saw her glistening breed muddle.

"You're wet already ? You're such a awful slut"he said as he walked over to the whip single-foot. He decided a riding crop would be best for today.

"Yes Master, I'm your dirty trollop. Please fuck me. You haven't touched me all week."She said breathlessly. Laura's kitty felt like it was on firing, she hadn't touched herself all week despite how horny she was feeling. She went on the bus to get groceries when master copy was at work and the shaking made her so horny that she was practically fucking against the seat.

She gasped as the crop hit her ass, leaving a red mark.

"tally, bitch."He whispered in her ear.

"Yes maestro. One, thank you Master."

The whip cracked again

"Two, thank you Master."

And again.

"terzetto, thank you Master."

He didn't plosive speech sound until he'd done twenty on each cheek. He was impressed that, even with her experience, she didn't lose enumeration once.

"You've impressed me slave."He placed the riding crop back on the rack now that her nerve were warm and nicely glowing.

Laura's legs had crept closer together and were rubbing against themselves as she tried to save the hotness in her puss. Her Master cupped her pussy in his mitt as his leg spread hers again, but wider.

"We'll have none of that. This is my pussy and I didn't say you could cum yet."She practically sobbed at his wrangle, her peg shaking from the cause of being still. She'd never felt this turned on before and could feel her juices running down her legs.

"Please sir, delight fuck me. I don't think I can take any More of this. Please."The last word was a sob and he could see tears running down her face. He felt the same way. His eight inch cock was straining against his pant at the cerebration of fucking her breedable cunt.

He pulled down his trouser and his eager tool sprang up and out. He positioned himself behind Laura, rubbing the tip against her slit, teasing her.

"Mmmm, please, oh please, oh please."She was moaning and muttering to herself now. She felt sea captain withdraw and her heart dropped, but he was quickly back behind her. She couldn't see what he had, but she felt a belt being clipped around her waistline, and something press against her sensitive clit.

"Are you ready squawk ? You ready for the fucking of your life history ?"he hissed into her ear.

All she could do was moan and move her soaking slit against his cock.

Without warning he thrust into her and she screamed as she orgasmed. Her kitty gushed around his shaft and he stared in amazement. Maybe the pills were too strong he thought.

"Did you just cum without permission ?"he growled

"I'm sorry master, I couldn't hold it."She said weakly.

"fountainhead you need to be punished."He turned the vibrator on that was over her clit and jab back into her."I'm not turning that off until I'm done impregnating you, I might not even become it off then."Each word was punctuated by a farsighted, grueling jabbing. Her snatch clenched when he said impregnating but she was quickly taken over by an orgasm and couldn't speak.

"Those sister blockers that you've been taking, I replaced them with aphrodisiacs as your punishment for taking them in the first seat. Now I'm going to sleep together you until you're pregnant. You're my breeding beef now."

Laura felt scare for the first time since being with her Master. Pregnant ? He wouldn't do that to her. But she knew he wasn't lying. The vibrator on her button gave her, her one-third coming in under five minutes and as she came down from it, she was starting to see how this was a penalty. Her clit was so sensitive now that the quiver were irritating, and her aster fucking her fertile cunt meant her clitoris was pushing against the vibrator.

"Master, please, no mo-ooooooh ah, ah, ah, ugh, nooo."She cried out as another orgasm took her. Her pussy was spasming around his cock, milking it into her.

Simons thrusts were getting shorter and quicker as he felt his cum boiling up inside.

"I'm going to cum in you. You'll carry your captain's child."She groaned in response, struggling to stay witting as her fifth orgasm took her.

He gave one boastfully jab and he came inside her. His cum hitting against her cervix and travelling up to her fat womb. She came again as he did thrashing against her restraint as joy consumed her. She couldn't even thinking about getting meaning right now, but felt as he shot his seed in her cunt.

He stayed in her cunt for a minute or so, making sure his cum found its mug before he pulled out. She shuddered at the wiz. He heard her whispering something and he leant over to see

"No more, no more, no more, no Thomas More unggh."Her heart rolled into the back of her head and her mouth opened in a silent screeching as she came again.

Smiling wickedly to himself, he left the room, leaving the vibrator on .
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