Breed Me...
The first thing I remember is pain. A splitting pain in the base of my head, running along my forehead, causing my eyes to feel like they are going to explode. My ears are ringing like a bomb just went off near my head. I try to open my eyes and all I find is darkness, not sure if I just cannot see or if the room is just a black box. The ringing starts to fade, and my eyes begin to focus. The room isn’t black, it is more of a jail cell. It smells like sex, overpowering and almost enough to make me gag. With the ringing gone I start to figure out what is causing the pain. Trying to move my arms I struggle, realizing I am locked in a pillory. Unable to see anything other than my hands, I try to focus on what I feel. I realize that I’m facing the floor, my hair is in a tight braid, my naturally long black hair thrown over the cage locking my hands next to my head. I feel no clothing on my body, but a scratching sensation around my waist told me that my hips were being held up by a rope, just high enough for my feet to not touch the ground. Although the temperature is comfortable I feel that my thighs are wet, almost like I’ve been sweating, but thicker somehow. I look at my hand and see an IV, a bag of saline hanging on a pole off to the side of my small cell; my nipples feel like they are being clamped but im confused on why. Finally the ringing in my ears fades away but the sound is replaced with bare skin, sweaty bare skin slapping against other bare skin, women moaning loudly while men groan in time with their thrusts. Panicking, I start to struggle against my bindings, the handle on the door in front of me starting to turn. A tall man in light green scrubs walks into the room and chuckles at the sight of me being awake. “Well well well, you’ve finally woken from your slumber. Are you in any pain? I’m sure you are, let me take care of that for you.” He walked over to the IV and injected a clear thick substance into the line, my hand burning for a minute. He bent down and squeezed my boobs hard, and a moan slipped through my lips. He stood back up and injected more of the substance into the line, and looked at me, an evil looked in the shallow depths of his eyes. “The suction cups on your nipples are well fastened, and soon you will be producing milk. Desire will soon set in, an uncontrollable desire to be used will overcome you like a soft breeze, gentle but it will fill you with warmth. The first injection was a muscle relaxer, the second was a high dose of hormones to high-jack your milk glands and your ovaries. You are now fertile and I have a lot of hungry men ready to breed you. Although I did already sample the product.” He chuckled and hit the red button on the wall next to my door and laughed, the pumps sucking my nipples tightly in a painful tube, lactation starting slowly and painfully. I tried to scream but couldn’t the only thing coming out of my mouth were moans. The door opened again, but this time in walked in a tall, strong, man, completely naked with his dick in his hand. I start to struggle again, my mind still wanting to run, but at the sight of his balls in my face my body started to react. He slightly crouched down and shoved the tip of his dick in my mouth, it instantly watering and my jaw relaxing. As he thrusts quickly, the rest of his abnormally large cock slides effortlessly down my throat, my gag reflex seeming to be nonexistent. My throat seems to widen to take more of him, his balls slapping against my chin. With the thrusting gently rocking me, the breeze against my clit makes me realize just how wet I am, feeling it run down my lips, dripping into a puddle on the ground. The feeling sends a chill down my spine and causes a moan to escape as the giant man pulls out of my throat, slapping my face with his large member. Gasping for air, I feel the fear and resistance melt out of my body, and desire washing over me like warm bath water. Walking behind the bindings that restrict my view, I became completely in the dark on what he was going to do to me. I was completely at his mercy, not able to fight off anything he would want to do, and the worst part was that it excited me not scared me. With my sense of sight useless, I try to pay attention to my other senses; the lingering taste of his dick was still on my tongue and made me squirm with lust. Hearing him moan under his breath, sounding like he was jerking off behind me. Suddenly I feel him force his huge cock deep inside my wet pussy, it spreading and welcoming him with ease. As I moan loudly, he thrusts deeply and quickly, his tip massaging my cervix almost as a warning that it was about to be flooded with cum. Grunting behind me, he quickened his pace, going deeper and harder, making me scream with pleasure; the pumps on my boobs squeezing the milk out of them faster than I thought physically possible. Ecstasy flooded my body as this complete stranger used my body however he wanted, I felt like a completely different person. With his groans and moans getting louder and closer together I knew that he was going to cum soon, and just then I felt him slide an abnormally large finger into my ass, it loosening and sucking it in like it belonged there. I moaned louder, loving every second of this, wondering if this would be the only time this happened or if this was going to be my new daily life. With one final hard thrust, the man unloaded into my pussy, his tip pushed as far against my cervix as possibly, flooding it with rope after rope of thick sticky cum, an orgasm overcoming my body as my cervix opened to swallow every drop he was willing to give me. I felt my body go completely limp, succumbing all of my will over to whatever wanted to pleasure me. As he pulled slowly out of my pussy, careful not to spill a drop, he groaned with pleasure. Walking back around into my view, he shoved his dick back into my mouth, it starting to soften up. I eagerly sucked all of the juices off of his cock, making sure to also suck the cum off of his balls. He chuckled and patted me on the head before walking back out the door he came through, leaving me to quiver with pleasure, but earning for more. A voice came over the speaker near the red button by the door, scaring me slightly. “I hope you enjoyed that, because that was the first of many breeding sessions you will endure. You will be bred at least three times a day, everyday until you are successfully bred, you will be milked 24/7 from now until the end of your services. Once you are bred you will be moved to the maternity ward where you will still be used, but this time by staff who need to relieve stress, and use you for their pleasure. Don’t worry though darling, you will be given a dose of stimulant every morning for breakfast so you will never tire of this, and you will be constantly ready to be used. I hope you enjoy your new life darling, it has only just begun.” I slowly processed what was said to me, still being overwhelmed with pleasure from the event that just unfolded. This was going to be my new norm, and for some reason, I didn’t seem to mind, instead, I had an overwhelming feeling of excitement, wondering when my next breeding session would begin, my pussy dripping with anticipation.
