In an alternative future, the exit from several wars have left the United body politic with a severely depleted population. To battle this, rape was legalized, resistance was criminalized and all figure of birth controller have been banned under the Repopulation Recovery Act. Women are now regularly sexually assaulted and expected to give birth to any tyke than are born from those violation. This story takes place about 50 twelvemonth after the laws were passed.

"William Le Baron Jenny, you're home late !"My mom exclaimed when I came through the figurehead door. I dropped my backpack and shrugged.

"I got raped on the way home. It was just one guy but he took a while."

"phone like a Monday ! I saved you a plate for dinner."

"Thanks, mom."

I could still feel my rapist's cum inside me. He had grabbed me on the bus and dragged me off. I would consume had to go with him anyway, but some guy rope just liked the ascendance. He threw me on the sidewalk and made me go down on his dick while footer walked around us. He had a big cock ; not especially long but very thick and it made my jaw aching to suck it for so long. He squeezed my tits so intemperate I was certain I had a contusion. I had groaned when I tasted pre-cum, which he mistook for protest and slapped me, hard. I went down and stayed down while he pushed my skirt up and fucked my cunt. I was sure I was already pregnant from a Brassica napus earlier in the month, but that didn't mean I had a correct to say no. Women weren't supposed to endure pants, underwear…anything that blocked access to their kitty anymore. He choked me while he fucked me and came punishing inside me. The whole time he raped me, people just walked around us like it was zero out of the average. When he finished, he spit on me and called me a fancy woman. I brought my wooden leg up to my chest of drawers, like I was supposed to, to keep the cum inside me. After a few proceedings I got back up and finished walking household, sore from the fire and leaking cum down the inside of my thighs.

Typical Monday.

The succeeding day at oeuvre when I came in my boss was already fucking his secretaire. He was a possessive guy so he kept her chained to her desk. She pissed and shit in a pail that maintenance emptied once a day, and wasn't allowed much article of clothing, if any. She was swollen with maternity so the boss fucked her in the ass surd every break of day, not wanting to risk harming the baby. It was probably his, but he let some of the other guy rope ass her, too, so we couldn't be sure. I walked past the office and saw her bent over painfully while our genus Bos mercilessly fucked her ass. I could see her wincing and wondered how close the baby was. I'd seen her raped anally and orally while giving birthing once, and I had a touch it might happen again. I wasn't sure how much genuine employment she got done, but the federal agency ran smoother when the political boss was happy, so it all worked out.

I walked into my office and saw my desk hot seat had been pulled out from the desk. There was a big metal dildo on my professorship with a post-it that said"ANAL LATER ”. I sighed, pulled up my skirt and grabbed the lube from my purse. Sometimes the cat I worked with would nibble a female coworker to pull a caravan on and it looked like my number. I smeared some lubricant on my asshole and some on the dildo. I positioned myself over the dildo and pushed it into me. It was cold and I felt my trap constrict at the sensation. Gritting my teeth, I held it by the base and worked it up into my ass. Once I felt the head of the sword putz pop through my blind drunk hole I was able to fight the rest of it up into me. The superstar of difficult fullness inside me was already making my puss wet. I didn't fuck how much later my anal fucking would be, so I tried to adjust to having the dildo up my ass while I started my work.

The company I worked for designed and manufactured procreation tables and accessories. Every now and then, a woman would disobey the law and try to resist a Brassica napus, abort a gestation, etc. When that happened, they were sent to a fostering center field for re-education. We visited the middle as child, so we would empathise what would happen to us if we broke the law. The centers were typically declamatory, warehouse-like building with only one main room. The room housed all the prisoners. They were strapped to breeding board 24/7, and the storey was a metallic element grate. The cleaning woman were not allowed vesture or food for thought. They received intravenous aliment and remained in a fuckable stance all day and dark. The tables were convertible, so their positions could be changed ( by others, not the womanhood, of course ). Men could bring down the breeding centers nighttime and day and were given full access to the captive, who were fitted with permanent O-rings in their lip so they could never deny administering oral exam sex. cleaning lady in the centers received a brand on their depressed cover, marking them as tart for use.

Every kind of whore was available at the nub. Any mouthful a man had could be was available there, and there was no limit to what you could do to a breeding prostitute. The start metre I visited a center, they showed us a upbringing bawd who was due to give birth. She was in a harness, suspended facedown a few metrical foot above the flooring, with her legs spread full and holes exposed. There was a man fucking her mouth and another fucking her ass while a one-third fingered her pussy. Her water broke and the men started fucking her harder. She screamed as the baby came, and cried while all her jam were brutalized. Throughout the entire childbed, different men came and went, fucking her and pumping her full of cum. Several men pissed and spat on her while she hung helplessly above the level, her wow muffled by cock relentlessly pumping in her pharynx. The man who was fingering her pussy finally pulled the baby out, cut the cord and handed it to a nurse. The woman of the street was dripping swither and tears, and the man anally raping her at the consequence slapped her ass hard and grunted. The afterbirth slipped out and landed on the floor with a splat. The man fucking her ass shoved his fist in her stretch slit and laughed. This is what awaited any woman who defied the RRA.

I heard a screech from down the Charles Martin Hall and knew the boss was finished his morning colza of his repository. That meant the stave confluence could originate. We had a new feature article coming out for our facts of life tables ; new, eminent suction milking cups. The woman of the street bound to the table were expected engage turncock all day and be bred. After giving giving birth, they would be hooked up to lactation pumps so the breastmilk wasn't wasted. Our fellowship developed a suckling pump that would impel suckling even if the whore hadn't birthed yet. It was very painful for the whore, but that was seen as more than of a bonus than a hurt. Investors were coming today to look at the product in action.

I got up and walked gingerly to the conference elbow room. I had to step carefully to lay down sure the dildo in my ass didn't strip. While walking down the hall, a male coworker came up behind me and spanked me right hand on the base of the dildo, shoving it slightly farther up my ass. I faltered and he winked at me. I would be taking his cock later. In the conference room, we had a show presentation for the new product. I saw the board ; a steel apparatus with stirrup and cuffs that kept the breeding whore incapable of free motility, but uncommitted to be readjusted as her breeder desired. I expected to see someone in the shackles already, but thought null of it as I took my seat. As everyone else sat down, I noticed the men were glancing at me and leering. They probably all knew what inside me at the moment ; I would definitely be late for dinner tonight.

My boss came in, leading his secretarial assistant by a tercet and collar, and sat at the forefront of the conference mesa. She winced as she got down on her genu ; if anyone wanted head during the meeting, she would be providing. She was a very pretty fille, and unseasoned ; barely 20. Her legs and arms had remained slim despite her protruding belly and swollen nipple. The boss had only allowed her to fag out a sheer nightgown that barely covered her swollen stomach. She was already leaking from her nipples and she was required to wear luxuriously heels and whore makeup to the office. Her blonde hair was back in a ponytail, which the boss liked to pull hard when he fucked her. As soon as she was on all 4, one of the visiting contractors beckoned her over to him, unzipping his fly and smiling. She shuffled over on her hands and knees to him, meaning belly touching the floor, and he pulled out an O-ring gag.
"Do I need to use this ?"he asked. She shook her brain and dutifully opened her mouth. He grabbed a fistful of haircloth and shoved her face into his crotch. I watched her ponytail furbelow up and down as he fucked her mouth. I couldn't aid but get a lilliputian wet wondering if she was touching herself while she took his cock down her throat. Our knob got up and motioned to the breeding table.

"This is our standard BT-2100. You put a squawk in one of these and she's not getting out til they carry her away. We lieu the whore in the slingshot, and lock her in to the cuffs and stirrups. The stapes and turnup are fully adjustable, so you can unfold her limbs as all-embracing as you want. The apparatus is on a hinge, so you can flip out her on her back, side, battlefront, whatever way you want. And it's capable of being fully accessorized. standard accessories are the Robo-Dick, a mechanized fucking machine to retain the tart's holes stretched when she's not being bred ; the abdomen Bar, to constrain her down into place if need be ; the choker, if she tries to displace her head and for newly lactating breedwhores, our Lactation cup. They suck the breastmilk out of a bitch that's just birthed so we can use the breastmilk. What we've done is created a new production line of Lactation Cups that can thrust lactation in any one of these whores, regardless of where they are in a breeding wheel. Even if they haven't been bred yet, we can induce it. This will exponentially increase the production of tit milk."The people in the room clapped ; even the contractor getting his dick sucked. While our boss had been talking, the man sitting next to me had started fingering my snatch. He was absently rubbing his fingers on my clit during the presentation and it was probably only a matter of time before he had me bent over the mesa, fucking me. It was inconvenient for get together, but not unheard of.

"Now, me telling you about our new merchandise is one thing ; seeing it is another. Jenny ?"When the boss said my gens I turned in surprisal. Was I supposed to present something ?"come up here, please."The man sitting future to me slapped my slit and withdrew his hand. I walked up front and stood next to my political boss, feeling slightly embarrassed."Have you been bred recently ?"

"I've been receiving regular cunt fuckings, but I don't have a go at it my reproduction status at the minute,"I answered.

"Here we have a female person who has not recently birthed, but may or may not be fraught at the moment."Suddenly, my boss grabbed the collar of my shirt and snap it off me, exposing my naked 36DD breasts. The tatters of my blouse fell away, and he yanked my chick down around my ankles. Dumbfounded, I stood nude in front man of the room. Obviously, my boss ( and any man in the way ) had the rightfulness to lie with me whenever he wanted, but this was still strange."Jenny, delight sit in the sling."My heart sank. I was to be the visual aid for the meeting. I knew I couldn't garbage, but I was too shocked to move. My honcho nodded to two coworkers who sprang up and grabbed me by the wrist joint and ankles. I didn't resist as they seated me in the sling and cuffed me into the bringing up apparatus. One of the men reached under me and yanked the metal dildo out of my ass, making a popping sound as it exited me. My knob pushed a button and I was flipped over, facedown a couple feet above the floor.

"Breedwhores are fully processed before entering the centers, but this beef has not been. Allow me to gear up her for the monstrance. '' I couldn't see what was happening behind me, but I felt something cold and thin go up my ass. Suddenly, a Rush of warm pee surged into my gut. The fullness of it pressed against my intestines uncomfortably and I tried not to cry out.

"Hold it in, jenny, be a just girl,"my boss coaxed, groping my disclose titty. I held the water inside me as topper I could as it continued to rush into me. I heard laugh and eff my soreness was obvious. Finally, the hosepipe was withdrawn and I thought I would be capable to exhaust the enema."Not yet. Did I say you were done ?"My knob demanded. I gulped and clenched my SOB. It was hard to do, what with the stretching I had received earlier. I could experience some piss leaked out of my hole and I was relieved when my boss told me I could let go. I relaxed my sphincter muscles and let the warm water and shit pour out of my dickhead, hopefully into a pail. When I opened my eyes, I saw the secretary beneath me, bathed in my clyster. I felt bad for her, but worse for myself. She crawled away to take in a coworker's dick and the party boss turned his attention back to me.
"Now that she is prepared, the fuckwhore will be administered like any other disobedient bitch."I felt a hot pain on my broken dorsum and screamed. They were branding me ! I started to feel affright. existence presented was one thing, but the brand was permanent. What was happening ? ! The hot iron was removed from my rear and my honcho slapped my round, firm ass, laughing."You see, jennet isn't always a commodity girl. I was supposed to stimulate her yesterday but she left work early. Denial is tantamount to refusal, as we all know…"I felt my eyes go wide.

"No ! I had no mind ! Please, I'll do anything !"I screamed. I tried to fight against my adhesiveness but it was no use. The citizenry in the room laughed, and my boss slapped my snatch.

"I believe you'll do anything. You won't have a choice."I heard something being rolled in behind me."The aforementioned Robo-Dick !"I heard my boss announce."interview choice ; cunt or ass ?"cry of"Cunt !"“ Ass !"“ Both !"rang out and I felt the tip of the dildo rest against my battered cocksucker. With a whirr, the Robo-Dick plunged into my hole and began fucking me rapidly. It felt vast, much bigger than what had been in my ass earlier in the day. I felt like I was being fucked in half. I cried out, but my boss only increased the speed."As you can see, we have attached our large dildo to the Robo-Dick, to help break away the cyprian in."I hung there helplessly while the machine pounded my ass. Suddenly, the nuisance turned to something else. I began to sense a rising warmth in my cunt, and realized I was enjoying the anal savaging I was receiving. Cursing my body for betraying me, I screamed as an intense orgasm ripped through me. The audience applauded and my Bos turned off the Robo-Dick, pulling it out of my ass with one Swift motion, tearing my ass as he did.

"Now that her cunt has been primed, any volunteer ?"I couldn't see the seated people but I heard shouts of"Me ! Me !"ring out and saw human foot approaching me. I tried to look up, and saw several coworkers lined up in front of me ; I didn't know how many were behind."As I mentioned, the hinge…"my chief said, and pushed another push, flipping me over again. I tried to look up and saw a communication channel of men standing in nominal head of my bed covering legs."The spreading mechanism…"he said, and I felt my leg spread wide, wider…I was almost doing a split. The hurting was improbable as the first man stepped between my peg. He unzipped his pants and dropped them to the trading floor. His prick was huge, swollen. He put his hands on my hip joint and positioned himself against me.
"You want it, whore ?"He whispered."You want it, don't you, you fucking slut."With that, he rammed his massive cock into me and the gang cheered. I grimaced but tried not to oppose. I felt his swollen top dog force its way into my kitty and felt it hit the wall of my womb. He fucked me with long, hard chance event, racking my soundbox and making my tits bounce. My Bos and several others stood near my and groped my tits, pinching and biting my nipple while the man assaulted my cunt.

"The cocotte looks unwilling to provide fellation, and therefore I believe the choker is necessity,"my boss announced. Before I could protest, I felt a tight handcuff go around my throat and tear my head down at a tart slant. My neck opening ached and I saw the cock that was to go in my mouthpiece. My man was holding an intimidating metal O-ring gag that looked like a spider. The strangler prevented me from speaking as he fixed it in between my teeth, rendering me unequal to of closing my mouth. Spit immediately began to run out of the turning point of my sassing and dripped into my middle as the man began rubbing his peter and pre-cum on my side. His cock was even with child than the one raping my pussy. I tried to close down my middle as I felt it sloping trough over my tongue and down into my pharynx. His sweaty, hairy testis were pressed up against my olfactory organ and his peter was blocking my throat ; I was completely unable to rest. I felt the panic rise in my bureau and at the last minute he pulled out, letting me suck in air. It was momentary, and in a mo my fount was buried in his genitals again. He started fucking my rima oris more rapidly, and I felt the yard of the cock in my pussy pick up, too. They were pounding me in rhythm, and I felt someone spurt hot cum on my stomach as the assault hastened. Pre-cum was leaking out of the cock in my pharynx and I tried to swallow but the Choker prevented it. saliva and pre-cum ran out of my mouth, down my face and into my middle, until I felt the testicle up against my cheek start to twitch. The man fucking my mouth grabbed one of my knocker so operose I thought it would pop and shot hot, salt streams of cum into my sass. Almost simultaneously, the man fucking my kitty-cat squeezed his deal around my shank and spurted cum inside me. They both lingered for a moment, then withdrew. Cum, spitting and rent now covered my look. The stirrups shot up, keeping the cum in my snatch, and the man who was fucking my oral cavity pissed on my font to wash off his cum. I closed my eyes, but I couldn't hold on it out of my mouth. The neck ruff was removed and I was ordered to bury.

"Now that you have seen the standard supplement, allow me to exhibit our new product."My gaffer hit the button that flipped me again, and now I was upright piano, spread bird of Jove and facing the boardroom, piss, cum and spit cascading down my face. Any women in the room were servicing the men, individual of them taking two or three prick at once. The secretary was on her genu suckling our political boss'hammer and moaning softly while he played with her nipple. My cunt felt raw and I was coughing so hard I thought I would throw up. But the worst was still coming."The new Lactation Cups allow for around the clock, forced suckling. Observe."I felt him place the hard plastic loving cup on my breasts, and press a button on them. Instantly, the sucking began. I have always had orotund, perky bosom and I knew from the other times I had been milked after a gestation that I lactated easily ; this was something totally dissimilar. The suction cups closed around my nipple and pulled hard. It felt like they were being torn off. Cum was leaking out of my kitty-cat, so our political boss instructed the secretary to lick it off my second joint while he removed my gag. I tried not to scream, but the pain on my breasts was unbelievable. Finally, I felt the extreme pressure lessen ; Milk had begun to flux from my tits. It funneled through the cups and down tube into a container on the table. The cups continued massaging my breasts and sucking at my nipple as milk pumped out of my tender nipples. Even I could admit it was amazing. The room cheered again, and the boss grabbed his secretarial assistant by her hair and continued cheek fucking her."Voila !"he exclaimed. He turned the cups off and peeled them off my knocker. Milk continued running down my trunk for a few moments but eventually stopped. I felt exhausted. Every musculus in my torso ached, and my three pickle felt like they had been stretched beyond natural capacity. While the men in the room finished in the women's holes, I stayed up on display. Various men came up and fondled me over the succeeding hour, pinching my painful nipples and kneading my sore breasts. Eventually the meeting broke up and everyone left to go to Happy Hour.
I don't know if they'll ever let me down .