Breeder Rape Future - Sex Stories

Breeder Rape Future

... wasted. Our company developed a lactation pump that would force lactation even if the whore hadn’t birthed yet. It was very painful for the whore, but that was seen as more of a bonus than a detriment. Investors were coming today to view the product in action. I got up and walked gingerly to the conference room. I had to step carefully to make sure the dildo in my ass didn’t slip. While walking down the hall, a male coworker came up behind me and spanked me right 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 display presentation for the new product. I saw the table; a steel apparatus with stirrups and cuffs that kept the breeding whore incapable of free movement, but available to be readjusted as her breeder desired. I expected to see someone in the shackles already, but thought nothing 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 secretary by a leash and collar, and sat at the head of the conference table. She winced as she got down on her knees; if anyone wanted head during the meeting, she would be providing. She was a very pretty girl, and young; barely 20. Her legs and arms had remained slender despite her protruding belly and swollen tits. The boss had only allowed her ...

... to wear a sheer nightgown that barely covered her swollen stomach. She was already leaking from her nipples and she was required to wear high 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 fours, one of the visiting contractors beckoned her over to him, unzipping his fly and grinning. She shuffled over on her hands and knees to him, pregnant belly touching the floor, and he pulled out an O-ring gag. “Do I need to use this?” he asked. She shook her head and dutifully opened her mouth. He grabbed a fistful of hair and shoved her face into his crotch. I watched her ponytail flounce up and down as he fucked her mouth. I couldn’t help but get a little wet wondering if she was touching herself while she took his cock down her throat. Our boss got up and motioned to the breeding table. “This is our standard BT-2100. You put a bitch in one of these and she’s not getting out till they carry her away. We position the whore in the sling, and lock her in to the cuffs and stirrups. The stirrups and cuffs are fully adjustable, so you can stretch her limbs as wide as you want. The apparatus is on a hinge, so you can flip her on her back, side, front, whatever way you want. And it’s capable of being fully accessorized. Standard accessories are the Robo-Dick, a mechanized fucking machine to keep the whore’s holes stretched when she’s not being bred; the Belly Bar, to tighten her down ...