The Breeders Life 3 : Molded

working for Stephen made for an interesting liveliness, when I was n't being bent over a table or spoilt 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 secretarial assistant and more than to do with ... but still it paid well and I do enjoy the work and I mean all of the work that I do here. I 'd been at the ship's company a nearly two month, I 'd managed to batten down life at the flat for myself and my room mate ... mainly me, mainly because Grace Kelly could see her way through most of her disbursement. Still it was ripe to finally kick in to our apartment in some way.

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

I stood up and walked to his federal agency, 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 fille brought in for just such an occasion. I however had been asked to hold the instant, of course of study it was a ploy on Stephen 's part as he and the others never allowed me to start such a job. When I had first entered the board room I had been shown to a seat 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 vibrator in the middle. It had raised ridge either side of the vibrator designed to be quite malevolent I suspect. Also a way to make sure 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 building do n't require to quench their pussy 's insatiable appetite. The drugs they have you on leave you horny all of the time, whether you are at place or at work the damn things 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 sense that for a while and what is more than well-nigh of the people in the office knew that I was.

"Sarah I would like to thank you for your help yesterday. As a advantage for such excellent overhaul, my male parent and I have agreed to process you."Stephen said to me I stared at him dumb founded ... wondering what he defined as a dainty."I have made an appointment Down at the local piercing mod shoes for you this dawn along with an apointment with my mothers personal stylist. You will be pampered after your discussion, which I have already selected for you. You will not have to worry about a thing."He informed me, and there it was.

It was not hard to espy womanhood in here who had piercings and or mods, in fact with no underclothes allowed you could see them coming a mile off. I 'd seen some pretty disturbing things, his fathers secretary was a fantasm of her former 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 presence of his father the secretary was on all fours, she was collared, she could n't bear been more than nineteen geezerhood old. She had been seen in the street as a stripling and the moment she left shoal she had been hired here ... purchased by the man who run the firm ... that was a year ago. dark bags under her center, the way she shied away from man inter-group communication or flinched if he looked at her haywire. Yes she had the awe of god in her, when it came to her hirer. I 'd see the young lady 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 programing. By the clock time he let her go though she was bruised and under the notion that what she had just been doing was far from consensual. violation play at its about extreme, the girls would laugh at her and tell her she is imaging things. Like you would want to imagine something like that.


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 master 's. That was was the way that he wanted me to take care most days, unless his wife at home was giving him a hard clip about something. Then he would impart in something slutty and say me to go change. I had been made to wear something that was no better than cling film really. It was mostly see through the stuff, okay by mostly I do n't call up anybody would be able to forget that dress as it showed everything perfectly. The dresses that I was made to jade were different to the single I had started there wearing. For instance the derriere half of the frock was little large than a swath. I wore high heel shoes that would grant well-nigh mass a event of vertigo.

I was n't plugged any more, he had let up on that, which I was gladiolus about, I had enough job at work and at menage without that damn thing. Occasionally he would provide one on my chairwoman and leave instructions to wear out it. It was a reminder of who was in charge of who and who had the control condition. Not that I needed that but I was fairly certain that he did. We arrived at the piercing and mod workshop. 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 egregious to await at. I wondered why anyone would do that to their own face and had no answers.

"You must be Stephen and this jade must be Sarah, hail this way I have a common soldier room for my More loaded paying customers."The man said escorting us down the student residence. We walked through the back of the shop class there were a duo of people out back, all heavily tattoo 'd jez that was not a good feel. At the back was one char, she was bare except for a choker and 3, heavily pregnant. She was plugged in all three muddle, gagged with a thick rubber hoodlum covering her look ... you could n't see her eyes. tit 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 sort, this would on occasion go up or down and you could hear her moan in pain when they did. She had a tail stopple in her ass the curly variety, like a pigs tooshie. I could n't see how big it was but I could see the tail itself. The plug in her slit was big however it had a alloy loop in the can of it which was hooked up to the floor and taught so if she moved she was in nuisance from one of several ways.

"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 bonnet off her during the day for months. Before breakfast and before dinner, she does n't require anything but a liquid lunch."He explained gropping himself."Well bitch time for you to recede 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 tight and manikin 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 struggle to get in to and out of. Once it had hit the story I was told to get into the chair/table ... not sure what it was meant to be but it could have been dual intention. It had stirrups for some reason and my infantry were placed into them. Then my legs were forced as far apart as the tabular array would allow and my body would let for that matter."Like all bitches you are a born 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 pap to be pierced and oh yes ... now I remember."He said then looked at me."I would n't concern your pretty little point off to much about it, you wo n't call up a thing."He said to me.


When I was following aware of my surroundings I was on the Saame mesa, resting. The two men were not in the way, Shelia was still on the floor still gagged and plugged. I was incompetent of feeling sorry for her, this was her lot in life. She had decided this was what she wanted after all ... well she would cause said yes in the beginning not knowing this would be the end result. My clit throbbed with pain in the ass and something else, my nipples were in the same predicament but a unhurt lot more abominable. I glance down and trusted enough my nipples were pierced ... Au band that were far heavyset than I would birth liked protruded from them and sat neatly on my breasts, underneath them were barbells running in opposite management to the mob also made of gold. I reached up to touch them and felt a sharp shaking as my hired hand neared my pap. The oscillation in my twat, my hips might have bucked but the pain was intense the wound still fresh no doubt. I hear a chuckle from the door way and look 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 piece if I were you ... the bars through your tit act as sensor ... the closelipped your hands or mine or any male hands get your tit they activate the vibrator down here."He explained his bridge player moving in close to my nipples I cry out in painfulness and pleasance all at once ... the vibrator is last to well that spot my rosehip buck as the bother 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 vibe going on."He explained upping the anty and intensity of the vibration my articulatio coxae buck and I moan the throbbing in my pussy has gone up a notch and my pelvic girdle are moving off their own accordance."It can be word activated to ... so if I say."He explains holding the piddling control up to his mouth."Pussy."I scream pleasure ripping through my body Stephen presses my hips back down to the table."Bitch."He says I scream now as a sharp daze runs through my pussy and this fourth dimension it is from nuisance."Slut."He says and makes me squeal holy shit."This affair right here has fifty dissimilar mise en scene. You are now a distant control whore."He says the shakiness down there is the uncollectible it has ever been and in that Lapplander moment its the best its ever been.

"Oh we will be testing it out at work, you can be for certain of that."Stephen said to him."I may even advise to the old man that he has all of his cleaning lady employees go through this if it works."Stephen said.

My tormenter, pleasurer or however you want to see it goes over to his mate and begins to come away her from the wall and flooring ... leaving the chain of mountains in space he walks over to the table which he lowers so I am now at land storey almost. He takes the gag out of her rima oris before telling her to climb up on the mesa which she has been put up against."case 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 self-conceited abdomen is in the way and she requires help to get on the table. Then shuffles down the table so we are face to confront. Stephen walks around the front of me placing the chain from her tit clamps in my mouth."Use that as a pain killer."He tells me."Do not move."He snaps.

I cry out in hurting as the palpitation grows in my pussy. Throwing my head back with a moan, the woman above me cries out in pain ... her boob now the centre of my worldly concern and hers for the same reasons. She grunts I do n't know what they are doing to her but she shoots forward a footling bit. I ca n't see her case except for her mouth which has just formed the form of an o.

"Please victor 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 sensation as she does.

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

"Good, be a goodness little whore and enjoy the ride."He says both men laugh as we cry out with pleasure."Your eminence the whores can come without being touched, this is the best division of what is done to them. One pregnant cunt and one soon to be pregnant bitch, both unable to do anything ... any time you say a word like bitch or harlot, slag will work to ... but whore well you can tell. If they could get their clitoris together you know wide well what the pestiferous piffling sluts would be doing right now."He said to Stephen, we were both screaming incoherently the son of a bitch 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 recount by the grunts and moans from them both and the way she jerked forward with every fortuity of his cock. I was so close to my orgasm and I could n't get anywhere near the character I wanted to play with. Even the pain sensation 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 fissure, 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 close to going over the edge."I am going to cover your whole hole as soon as it is healed bitch ... you will cognize what it is like to be my personal whore since I pay you to be one ... you will love what it is like to impart my baby in that whore body ... I will breed you for the earth to see. You are mine owned by me and a slave to my notion whore nothing more."He said I was crying incoherently as I tried to go down on his cock and tried desperately to cum. His Word of God were having the desired effect on my body and the modifications he had made to it. I closed my center as I felt his testis start to recant he pulled out of my mouth shooting all over my typeface he laughed called me a working girl again and that was me over the edge. It was the first time 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 corner crying through her green goddess, I am no longer confined to the tabular array ineffective to move. Sir Leslie Stephen is in the room paying the man.

"prison term to get you back into your dress Sarah."He says to me."You will be allowed to cure before this goes any further bitch."He says I moan."public treasury then the former men in the office will fuck you are off limits."He adds I manage to get back into my frock and my heels. Looking down at my body as it is now its obvious that my tit are pierced and I am no longer vibrating so I know he has turned that map off for the time being. He had it on a bit ago now it is n't. I am truly his remote control control bawd, I am paid to open my ramification for him mostly and I knew it. It did n't weigh if I was okay with this, I was just an objective to be used by him and anyone else he deemed could possess me .