He observed from the tv in his living room, hearing the rain patter on the roof and windows. He sipped his morning coffee as he watched her. The camera feed imported to his living room television. He watched as she laid there, plotting what he was going to do to her today but reminding himself he had a set plan. He chomped down onto a piece of toast when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned to see his beautiful wife sneaking up behind him, giving him a hug from behind and rest her chin on his shoulder.
“Still watching her?” she uttered, observing the girl his husband had capture earlier that morning.
“Yes.” He stated. He bit into the toast again.
“Why didn’t you fuck her? I thought you wanted a girl to breed?” she stated, taking his mug of coffee and drinking from it. She walked Infront of him and leaned back into him, letting him feel her warm body hidden under a bathrobe.
“I want to break her first. Melt her mind.” He smiled, glancing down to her “Like I did you.”
“You didn’t melt my mind sweetie” she laughed, moving her black hair out of the way to turn and face him as his arms wrapped around her, still holding the toast.
“Plus I want to wait a month” he uttered, putting his eyes from his wife, back to the tv screen. “I want to track her ovulation cycle. Plan accordingly so there aren’t any complications like pills or periods to stop me when I breed her. I want to make sure she’s ovulating when I fuck her for the very fist time.”
“How devious you can be” she uttered, smiling as she lifted herself from his arms and sipped on his coffee one more time before she walked closer to the tv, observing the girl. “She quite young. You sure she isn’t going to trick you? Outsmart you?”
“Never. No one could outsmart me. Well, except for you.” He smiled, his eyes moving from the tv to his wife.
“Just make sure to be careful with this one. I have a feeling she could still be resistant.” She turned to face him, walking towards him and handing his coffee back turning her head slightly back to the TV, whispering to him “I want to raise all her babies.”
He smiled as she walked away, back upstairs. She was unable to have children. They wanted a child whom had at least one of their DNA floating it them in the most natural way possible. So instead of adoption or other medical means, they formed a plan. Find a beautiful smart girl, who was breedable, and force her to be their sow. Natalie had simply been in the right place at the right time.
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It had been hours since she had last seen him. Natalie remained chained to the bed and to the raised leg rests. She felt sore. Her wrists, her back, her legs, everything. She shivered from the coldness of the cellar. She occasionally glanced towards the camera, wondering if he was watching or observing her. She wondered if he had gone to work.
It was unusual. She had accepted his offer to remain here as his pet. She had accepted the offer to give up all of her past. Yet she couldn’t stop thinking about her brother, her friends, the tv shows or twitter arguments. She was going to give it all up just to please this older man. God knowns what he was going to do with her.
She was getting ready to drift asleep when she heard the foot steps from above, the floorboards creaking. She heard the entrance to the cellar unlock, the chains clanking about. She heard the wooden door creak open and the pair of heavy boots walking down the stone steps. She watched as he re-entered the room. He smiled and reached for a handle. There was a secret door hidden in the wall. He dragged it shut like some barn door and locked it with a key that hung from a chain on his neck. He took his boots off and slide the key into them. He began to take off his cloths, except for his boxers. He moved over to her and undid the bindings that held her legs to the raised rests. He then unchained her wrist cuffs from the bed.
“Up.” He demanded softly. That’s all he said and all he expected from her. She nodded and leaned up, feeling how sore her body really was. She slid to the edge of the bed and stood up, her legs gently shaking. She was still sore from his brutal oral session and from her bindings.
“You have 10 minutes in the bathroom” he uttered, opening the small door to the restroom. “Use it well. It’s the only chance you until tomorrow”
She used all of the 10 minutes. Upon exiting, he pointed back to the bed like she was some dog being trained to go to the bathroom outside.
After being chained back to the same position he had released her from prior. He stood in between her legs once more. His large rough hands sliding down her shivering thighs. His thumbs winding up at her pink folds, only to massaged them gently.
“What do you want from me pet?” he asked, glancing from her crotch to her eyes, his thumbs rubbing faster over her folds, which were getting wetter by the second.
“I want you sir” she uttered softly. “I want you to fuck me.”
He chuckled, glancing back towards her pink flesh before darting his eyes back up to her face. “Its far too soon for that kitten. You think I’m going to defile you so early on in our agreement? No. I have no plans on fucking you until you’re molded. Until you meet my standards. Until your pussy has been trained to cum for me and only me. Until your mind is mush and all you can think about is moaning my name. Until then… you’re just going to have to suffer without my dick.”
He leaned in, once again, cupping his mouth around her womanhood and sucked hard, slobbering his tongue over her folds, pushing itself in to taste her. His teeth munched on her outer flesh, making her gasp, moan, and groan. She tugged on the bindings again. He placed his hands on her legs, even moving down to her rear and slapping it hard enough to place a hand print. She groaned louder, feeling his wet tongue flick inside her, lapping away at her juices.
“Sir!” she moaned, biting her lip as she closed her eyes, trying to imagine it was his cock inside her. “More…. Deeper” She continued to melt in his face. His goatee rubbed along her smooth skin, roughing it up. She could feel it.
This continued. For more than 10 minutes, as if it was dinner time and he was going to clean his plate. But this didn’t end here. He would visit her twice a day. Only to eat her out. Only to make her orgasm several times with his teeth, tongue and fingers. There were days where he would only use one of the three. He never did more. Never munched on her breasts. Never kissed her. And certainly, never fucked her with his dick. She never even saw it. She only got to see how hard he got in his boxers.
Weeks had gone by. Literally weeks. 3 if she was counting properly. Finally, after 30 days of having been chained to the bed on her back. 30 days of her wrists above her head. 30 days of her legs propped up. 30 days of having to deal with only having to use the bathroom once a day. There were times she had to pee in bed. Times where she could feel her period blood soak the white sheets. Stuff she had to sit in. 30 days of thinking if this was truly the worst possible mistake she ever made.
Then, on the 31st day. It all changed when he entered the room. She knew it was going to be a different day. He had unchained her and ordered her to take a shower in the small bathroom. While she was showering, she could hear noises coming from the cellar room. When she exited with her wet soaked body, he had moved the bed to the far corner of the room. He had attached chains to the walls. When he noticed her, he smiled pointing for her to stand against the wall.
She leaned her back to the wall and felt him cuff her wrists once more, pinning them to the wall behind her. Her ankles to the floor. He added a collar, cuffing it around her neck and attaching it to the ceiling with some drag left hanging, allowing her to be able to move about.
“Get on your knees” he uttered, his naked body to her. She let herself down, letting her knees touch the cold cement floor as her face was Infront of his flaccid cock. It wasn’t big now, but she figured the moment she got it working, it was going to get really big. “Suck it. Worship it. Make me hard pet.”
He needed to say no more. She leaned in, kissing his abdomen before moving her hands to his cock, softly rubbing it in her hands until he was enlarged enough to start jerking. She leaned in and kissed the tip of his cock, licking it before moving down his semi-erect shaft, kissing and licking her way to his balls. Licking and sucking on them. Her hand gripped a bit tighter the larger he got. Jerking swiftly up and down on him. She could see the veins in his cock were thick, flowing with blood that she could feel his heart rate.
She glanced up and smiled “thank you sir for giving me your cock today”. Before he could even respond she opened her mouth and began to suck on the tip, her lips wrapped around the crown of his head, soaking him in her warm wet mouth. Her tongue flicking about as she began to bob her head lightly, adding more and more of him with each bob. Her lips dipped onto his shaft, soaking more of him in her oral cavity. She moaned, sucking harder, faster, until he was throbbing. She lifted her hand off his shaft and comforted his balls in her palm as she dipped her head down further, her lips sinking towards his base.
“Mmm Fuck…” he uttered, placing a hand on the back of her head, lightly adding pressure to her bobs “Your mouth is delightful. Your suck a good little bitch pet. Let’s see how good you can get”
He pushed hard on the back of her skull, grabbing a chunk of her hair with his other hand. He buckled his hips, forcing all of his thick long cock into her mouth. Her chin on his balls, feeling them writher against her chin. Feeling her lips on his base, touching short pubic hair as her nose breathed in his much from ups upper pubes. She shut her eyes, gagging hard on his thick cock. The tip had entered her throat, her tongue sliding about as it massaged the base of him. His pulsing veins soaking in her wet mouth. He moaned louder. She gagged, spit spewing from her lips as it drooled down her chink, making it stick to his ballsack.
“Fuck!” He uttered through grinding teeth and seething his jaw as he glanced down, pulling out of her mouth slowly, letting the drool ooze out. He pulled his cock out completely, letting go of her hair and gripping his shaft, slapping the top half of his dick against her face. Hearing the wet lewd slaps as it hit her forehead, nose, cheeks, lip, and jaw. She coughed, gasping for air. He soon slid his dick in again, hearing her gag deep as he pushed her all the way down on him once more, bucking his hips so her head pushed backwards, hitting the cement wall.
“Your mouth is so good my kitten. I wanted to breed your tight pussy today but I think I may just feed it to you today” He laughed, groaning as he glanced down. She shook her head no while she gagged, spit drooling off her chin and his balls down to her breasts. “No? You want Daddy to breed your womb today? Is that what you really want?”
She nodded while gagging, feeling his cock pulse in her throat while tears rolled down her eyes. She could feel the life draining from her face as she couldn’t breathe. He smiled and slid out, letting her cough, gag, and spit while stepping back. His plans were to breed her today. It was her second day of ovulating. He had tracked her carefully of the past 30 days. He smiled, folding his arms in his buff chest while staring down at her.
“Get up and turn around, show me your breeding stance” he uttered, waiting for her to respond.
She used her arm to wipe spit from her lips and chin. She stood up, the chains rattling as she turned around, placing both her hands on the cement wall and puffed her rear out at him, swaying it slightly as she turned her head to him, sliding her legs a bit apart.
“Please Sir” She uttered softly “Breed me. Fill me with your child today, Sir”
He smiled, glancing down her bent body. Watching her rear sway in front of his erect dick. He stepped forward, slapping his thick member against her bubbly ass cheek as his hand moved down, rubbing her went cunt. He slid a finger in, feeling just how badly she wanted him. It was soaked. Her organ really was ovulating. He smiled hand moved a hand to her rear and slapped it thrice, leaving three hand prints that overlayed with each other. He slid his hand up her back, pressing on her spine and rib cage in the middle of her back, pushing her body down slightly. This was a dominating move. Showing her, he was in control. She felt him. She knew it. His other hand gripped her waist, as he bucked his hips, sliding himself into her.
“Fuck!” he bellowed, gripping her hip tighter in his hand as he glanced to her eyes, which were full of lust as she watched him. “Your so fucking tight. This pussy, is mine”
He pushed all the way in. Her ass cheeks hit his crotch, pushing against her to move to the wall. Her face hit the cold cement. She groaned, rolling her eyes back as his tip was able to touch her cervix. She bit her lip, feeling her nipples perk as they touched the cold cement wall. He slowly slid out of her, letting her body and her mind feel his entire length.
“Tell me, who owns this pussy?” he uttered dominantly.
“You do Sir!” she groaned, digging her nails into the cement as she placed her forehead against the cold wall. She breathed heavily, feeling him dominate over their breeding bodies.
“Good girl” He moved his hand off her back and grabbed a chuck of her hair, pulling her head back slightly as he pushed all the way in again. He slammed himself into her in one quick thrust. Her ass jiggled slightly in the single thrust. He pulled out slowly once more only to thrust in quickly once. He did this several times before picking up the speed.
Soon he was fucking her like a wild stallion. His hips bucking into her cheeks. The lewd clapping of their bodies filling the cellar in echoes as he dominated over her. Her moans, his groans, their bodies were in a biological overdrive. He could feel his tip bruising her cervix with his powerful thrusts, slamming his monster into her tight hole as he began to sweat. She groaned louder, feeling his member pulse inside her body. She sweated; her nipples perked. She knew her body was ovulating just by how hot it had gotten these past few minutes.
He fucked her like that for quite a while, banging into her rear until he slammed into her rear hard, forcing his cock to push up against her cervix. He had let go of her hair and gripped both hips in his hands, and groaned loudly. He shot ropes of ropes up at her. Based on how his tip was pressed against her cervix, he knew he was shooting his DNA into her womb directly. He grunted loudly, cumming hard with ropes pulsing into her.
She panted, feeling his body quiver against her as she stood there, sweating as she felt his hot lava cum soak her insides.
The deed had been done. Something she waited 31 days for. Something he had meticulously planned for 31 days. He was sure. She was sure. His organic ammo had deposited into her womb directly. His little soldiers were now fighting through the trenches of her body to find her egg. It was simply a matter of time until they found it. Until one lucky soldier had deposited the DNA of her Master into it. It was simply weeks before a confirmation would be held, that she was carrying her kidnaper’s baby.
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