Given Away as a Breeding Slave - Part Two - Sex Stories

Given Away as a Breeding Slave - Part Two

I still have no idea what's going on. My pathetic boyfriend is just frozen on his knees next to me with his arms behind his back and his head down. I look around the room and back up to the strange man in the leather throne above us. He snaps his fingers and a slender brown haired woman carrying a stack of papers walks into the room from behind me and approaches him. She's wearing a simple blouse and black skirt, and I can see when she turns slightly towards me that she is several months pregnant. "This is Lisa," the man says suddenly, interupting my thoughts and curiosities, "one of my resident breeeding slaves... she's also a lawyer." He laughs to himself and receives the papers from her. "Since your cowardly boyfriend, if you can call him that, failed to tell you why you were coming here, I'll do you the favor of explaining all of this. My name is Xavier John and this manor is home to one hundred and seventy three females who live here permanently and voluntarilly as my slaves. As you can see from Lisa, I use them for breeding." I shake my head at him questioningly, "Breeding? Why would any woman choose to stay here and allow a stranger to impregnate her?" He continues to laugh softly and removes a large handful of paper from the bottom part of the stack; hundreds. He lays them out one at a time in front of us and I gasp to see picture after picture of myself completely nude; in the shower, getting dressed, having sex, in the pool, and others. He continues, laying down ...

... photos of me sucking my boyfriend's little cock, touching myself, fingering myself, inserting toys, and many many others. "Before you become angry at me and see me as some sort of voyeurist or pervert, let me tell you that I had nothing to do with these pictures. Your loving boyfriend gave them to me." He lays down more papers, these ones documents of where I work and live. "I don't think I need to tell you that you'll never have a job or relationship again if I were to allow these to become public." He hands me a clipboard with a quill pen and a wide leather collar on it. "You may sign this or leave." I pick up the clipboard. The collar is extremely noticiable; anyone viewing it would know immediately what it is. There are no degrading words or names written on it, but it has a large metal ring and lock on its front face. The paper already has Rick's signature on it... Lisa closes her eyes and shakes her head slowly as I finally begin writing my name, clearly sorry and humiliated for me. Xavier gets up and kneels down in front of me to apply the collar and lock. It chokes me very tightly and makes it difficult to breathe. He snaps the lock shut with one hand and caresses my hair with the other. "You'll become accustomed to it, Wyyvs." He then motions to Lisa. She quickly turns around and raises her skirt to display some large, dark black tatoos on the upper part of her thigh. They are tally marks, 7 of them, a complete set of 5 and then 2 more. "This is Lisa's seventh pregnancy ...