Chapter Text
The Breeding
After birthing two children for the mistress, Mary was returned to the facility. She was only 16 and had birthed two children already. Children that she would never see again but they were her children. She had been back at the facility for 2 days and was pulled from her cell and returned to auction. The news of her successful breeding had spread around the rich and famous like wildfire.
She had remained at the mistress’ home until her daughter had been 4 months old. She was kept for feeding and to exercise herself. To rid her of her pregnancy body. “No owner wants a fat slave,” her mistress had told her. Her body was toned, she was ready for the next owner.
She was taken to the large room, where she had been auctioned off two years ago. She was stood in front of the room. Last time there were lots of men and women. But this time, there were a lot more of them. More men than last time. She dared to look up and took a glimpse at them all. She saw some politicians. She even saw a celebrity or two. “Here we have a 16-year-old. It is very fertile. Birthed both male and female offspring for its last mistress in two years. Shall we start the bidding at 100,000?” Many people raised their paddles to place the bid. Mary blocked it out until she heard, “500,000 is my last bid. Going once, going twice. Sold to Mr and Mrs Buckingham.”
Mary was led out of the room through the side door. She was dressed in a tight short dress with no underwear. Her new owners met her at the main entrance. “What a beautiful girl,” cooed the wife. “She will do nicely.” Taking Mary by the hand and leading her to a smart car. The two women got into the back and the husband climbed into the front. “We have a long journey ahead of us. We live out of the city. I bet Madame Chevreuse taught you loads. She has a reputation.” She pulled up Mary’s dress until her lower parts were exposed. “Touch yourself. Make yourself cum.”
“Yes mistress.” Nodded Mary and lifted her legs a little. She kept her eyes ahead of her and ran her fingers up and down her shaved cunt. She was wet. The idea of being in someone’s control had become a turn on for her. Being told what to do was erotic. She let out a small gasp as she rolled her finger over her clit. Moving it in slow circles.
“What a good girl. What do you think, darling?” She reached down Mary’s dress and cupped her left breast.
Mary dared to look up at the rear-view mirror to see Mr Buckingham staring at her. She rubbed herself quicker. “She is a good girl. A pretty thing. I heard she was bred by Chevreuse’s black servants. Hope she is still tight enough after having large dicks in her.”
Mary had to masturbate for the entire car journey. They wanted to see what she was capable of. She was a shaking mess by the time they reached her new home. She was so shaky that Mr Buckingham carried her into the house. He was a very tall man and she felt small in his arms. “Bed for you,” he whispered in her ear as he carried her upstairs.
“She was tested at the facility today. She is fertile now,” spoke Mrs Buckingham from behind them. “Straight to the room.”
“Of course, darling.” He turned left at the top of the stairs and went into a room on the left.
“Do you want me in the room or not?” asked his wife.
“I want you to watch us.” He lay Mary on the large bed. “Undress me first, darling. Get me ready for her.”
Mary lay on the bed and watched the couple. They had eyes only for each other. Mrs Buckingham undressed her husband slowly. The husband was a well-toned man, who was at least 6 foot 3. The wife was at least a foot shorter than her husband. He had blonde hair. She had black hair. Her fingers trailed over her husband’s toned chest until she reached his trousers. This time she moved quickly. She undid the button and zipper and pulled his trousers down along with his underwear. His cock was large but not as big as her last mistress’ servants. “Where do you want me, darling?”
He kissed his wife quickly and guided her to the chair that sat at the bottom of the bed. “Sit and watch me breed her. Like the others.”
“Yes darling,” smiled his wife, who sat on a chair obediently.
Mr Buckingham turned to Mary, who was still laying on the bed and waiting patiently. “Open your legs. Show yourself to me.” He watched her while stroking his cock slowly. “You are our 3 rd girl. The other two have given us daughters. We need a son now.” He climbed onto the bed and lay over her. “My wife is infertile, but I love her and need her here. But I do have a desire for young girls. You are our youngest yet.” He gripped the head of his cock and pushed into her. “Ohhh fuck!” He groaned as he filled her up. “You are tight.” Sliding in and out of her at a slow pace to begin with.
“Fuck her, darling. She is used to rough sex,” said Mrs Buckingham from her place.
“Oh yes. Of course.” He pulled out of her and flipped her over. “On your hands and knees, bitch.”
“Yes sir.” Mary moved quickly.
Mr Buckingham wasted no time and slid back into her. His large hands gripping her hips. “So tight!” He moved one of his hands from her hip to her shoulder. “Take my cock, slut!” He fucked her rapidly. “Take it all!”
“OH fuck!” Cried out Mary, her hands gripping the bedding tightly. Her arms shaking from holding herself up. “Fuck fuck fuck!” She chanted as he pulled her back into him as he thrust forward into her. Making sure she took his entire cock in her. “Please sir! I’m about to cum!”
The couple laughed. “Such a good girl,” laughed Mrs Buckingham. “We have no rules with cumming here. You cum when you need to.”
With that, Mary let out a scream and came on her master’s cock. “YES!” Her body gave out and she collapsed face down onto the bed.
“FUCK!” He cried and followed her. Holding himself fully into her and finishing inside her. Not moving from her until he had finished cumming. “Good girl.” Kissing her sweetly. “Now,” he pulled out of her and lay next to her. “We have some rules.” He looked to his wife, who was facing them with a smile. “I oversee everything here. My job does not require me to work anywhere else except home. When I do go away, you will accompany me. That is if you are not pregnant. If you are pregnant, you will remain here. As for living arrangements, this is your room for the foreseeable future. You will mainly live here. I am the only man you will be fucked by. I will breed you. Do you understand?”
“Yes master,” whispered Mary.
He reached over and grabbed her hand. “Rub me hard again.” Putting her hand on his soft cock and she immediately rubbed him. “You will not wear clothes at any time unless instructed by myself or my wife. Your mistress will play with you, and you are never to say no to her. Our male servants are not allowed to vaginally fuck you but oral is allowed. Only oral. Do you understand?” Grabbing her face with his hand.
“Yes Master,” licking her lips as she spoke. Her hand not stopping. He was fully hard again.
“Such a good girl.” He pulled her to him and kissed her hard. “We do enjoy rough BDSM. So, time to time, we will tie you up and do as we please.” Thrusting into her hand. “But not just yet. Only on times when you are not fertile or pregnant.” He let out a moan as she squeezed him. “Anything else, darling?”
“Oh, we will let her know in time.”
Mary found her latest life odder than her last one. Before she only had her mistress but this time, she had a master and mistress. She didn’t fall pregnant straight away. But the couple did not mind that. They were happy to have her with them for sexual company.
One morning, she woke up to her master on top of her. He hadn’t woken her up. He just spread her legs and pushed into her. Surprisingly, she enjoyed it. “Oh Master!” Wrapping her legs around him.
“Morning, darling girl.” He kissed her and moved faster in her. “I’m close.” Bending his head and pressing his lips to her neck. “Such a tight girl.” Thrusting his hips forward to fill her completely. To make sure he was fully inside her as he came. “Fuck! Fuck yes!” He growled. He stayed laying on top of her, his face buried against her neck. “Such a good girl.” He lifted his head and kissed her gently on the lips. “I have a job for you. I have business for a weekend, and I know you are fertile. So, you will come with me.”
“Yes master.” Her hands ran up his arms to his shoulders. “When are we leaving?”
“In an hour. The servants have packed a bag for you and placed an outfit in your bathroom.” He pulled out of her and climbed off the bed. “Shower first, darling girl.”
Mary was dressed in a tight, red dress with no underwear and a pair of black heels. Her mistress kissed her on the lips and reminded her to enjoy herself. “Yes mistress,” nodded Mary as her Master led her into the car.
She and her Master were sat in the back of the car. He was busy talking on his phone to pay any attention to her. She looked up at the driver, who was watching her for a moment before looking back at the road. They had been driving half an hour when her Master stopped talking and put his phone away. “Right darling girl. I do have a business meeting this evening, but this weekend is really for me. What my wife doesn’t know is that I’m infertile like her. I take our pets away for weekends to be fucked by others. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir.”
“George, stop the car.” He ordered his driver. “Let’s swap. George is fertile. So, he will fuck you now while I drive. Do you understand darling girl?”
Mary nodded and looked up at George. “Yes master.”
George and her master swapped over. George pulled her close to him and kissed her. “Get her naked, George. I love her body,” said her master as he drove the car, looking in the mirror occasionally.
“Yes sir,” mumbled George and he unzipped her dress and pulled it off her. “Fuck.” He pulled her onto his lap. He ran his hands up her body and grabbed her breasts. “Get my cock out.” Pushing her back a little.
Mary kept her eyes on his as she pulled open his button and zipper on the trousers. He was very hard already. “So big,” whispered the teen as she reached into his trousers and fished his cock out. Her small hand stroked him slowly. Precum leaking from the tip.
George let out a moan. “Ride me, little one.” His hands still on her breasts. “Get that little pussy on my cock.”
“Yes sir.” She raised herself up and moved a closer to him. Her breasts close to his face as she reached under and held his cock still. Slowly, she sank herself down onto him. “Oh fuck!” Adjusting her legs to get some leverage to able to bounce on him.
“Ride me, bitch.” He moved his hands from her breasts to her arse. “Come on.” Slapping her arse.
Mary raised up and slowly sank back down. “Ohhh.” She began at a slow pace. Her hands resting on his shoulders for leverage.
“Good girl,” moaned her master from the front seat. He was masturbating with one hand and holding the steering wheel with the other.
Despite the movements of the car, Mary was able to ride the driver quickly. “Ohhh fuck yes!”
George wrapped his arms around her and turned them both for her to lie on the seat and him on top of her. “Leg here.” Pulling her left leg to be raised up and wrapped her right leg around him. He held onto the headrests of the back seat and front seat for leverage. He slammed his hips forward.
Mary let out loud cries as he repeatedly thrust hard in and out of her. She reaches between them and rubs her clit quickly. “I’m going to cum.”
“Be a good girl and cum on my dick.”
When he said that, she came. Screaming his name, “GEORGE!” Her body trembling from the intensity of the orgasm.
“FUCK!” He cried. Her walls squeezing him tightly causing him to cum too. Spilling into her. “Fuck!” He groaned as he finished spilling his seed into her. “Done,” he groaned as he pulled out of her.