Breeding Stock Part 2 ( M+F, noncon, pregnant, lactation, abuse, gangbang, anal, Writer X Reader)

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ihbfll/breeding_stock_mf_noncon_kidnapping_forced/)

**8 Months Later**

After months of abuse, I hit a point of pleasantly numb. I knew what to expect from you, knew when your moods were going to be particularly dangerous for me, when to be quiet. You were a lot nicer to me after my belly started to swell.

I was disgusted when I missed my period. I knew exactly what it would mean, and I didn’t want it. I didn’t want your baby. I didn’t even want to be a mom in general! But you were so happy. You caressed my stomach and it was the first kind touch I’d had in the month you had me. I hated myself for craving more of it.

For 8 months, you fed me, washed me, made sure I rested between you fucking my holes. You were careful, and I realized too late that it was all a false sense of security.

You took me out to the shed again. I had been so good for you, so good, I didn’t even think anything of it, but when you opened the door… Everything had been moved to the edges of the room, replaced with a mat that covered the floor.

I started to struggle, afraid of what was about to happen, but you backhanded me.

“Quiet, slut!”

You lead me to the center of the mat and force me to my knees, a process made harder by my huge, round stomach. You undo your belt and zipper and I open my mouth just like you trained me to. It doesn’t take long for you to start fucking my throat, my gag reflex long gone after all the abuse. I hear a noise outside and try to pull away, but you hold my head in place, fucking my mouth harder.

“Ah, yes, slut. The real fun is about to begin.”

The door opens and your friends start to come in. Or, at least I assumed they were your friends until you told them all they could leave their cash on the table. I watch as envelope after envelope gets set down and suddenly 10… 15… 20 men fill the space. I can feel the tears start running down my face, and it seems like that – my helpless acceptance of what’s about to happen – pushes you over the edge.

The only rule you give them is not to kill me, then you walk out, leaving me at their mercy.

The rest of the night passes in a blur. There are cocks in my mouth , filling my ass, filling my cunt. Every single person takes at least two turns, all of them pumping me full of their cum. Two massive cocks force their way into my gaping cunt, pre lubed with the loads of cum that came before them. There are fingers added to my ass, soon replaced by a cock. One of them finds my mouth again and they seal my air tight. When they cum, I can almost feel it taking over my body, pushing more of what little was left that made me anything other than a cumdump out of my head.

They squeeze my nipples, hard, massaging my breasts to get my milk to flow more easily. Some men latch on while they fuck me, biting and drinking their fill. I get called a cow, forced to moo while I’m milked and fucked, degrading me further.

When they’re finally finished, I can see the sun coming up through the small window. They filter out slowly, leaving me in a broken heap on the ground. My mind is blank. I don’t quite remember who ‘I’ am besides their fucktoy.

I only barely notice you’ve come back into the shed. You kick my thigh with your boot and, instead of crying with pain, I moan.

“Good. Looks like they did their job, breaking you the rest of the way for me. Now you’ll really never be able to leave. You couldn’t function in polite society the way you are. You’ll always be my toy to use and abuse because it is all you you’re good for. A lifetime of fun to look forward to.”

There’s a rush of wetness between my legs. Not piss, something different. Something new.

The first contraction hits and you laugh. “Oh, yes. Lots of fun. As soon as we’ve put this one up for adoption, we’ll work on breeding you again, eh, slut?”

A single tear runs down my cheek. Another contraction hits.

“Yes, Sir.”

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