“You are going to cum in my slut breeding hole.” She pants.

You moan, “That’s right. I’m going to cum in you, fill you with millions of my little swimmers.”

“Yes.” She moans.

“Are you fertile right now?” You ask her tauntingly. She shakes her head no, in a sudden motion you swing your left hand down on her tit ringing out a loud slapping noise.

She screams for a moment before you talk over her, “What good is a breeding slut who isn’t fertile?”

She bites her lip, “No good sir.”

You keep fucking her, “That’s right. Now every time I fuck you and you aren’t fertile I am going to beat your tits and arse. You do whatever you have to to make sure you are fertile all the fucking time.” You slap her other tit, “Understand?”

She nods, “But it might take a week or two.” She tries to explain.

“I want my fuck slut fertile. If she can’t be bred then why am I fucking her?” You ask, “You should but some fertility test kits today, cause if my cock is in you and you are not fertile I am going to beat your tits till they swell like you were pregnant.”

She shudders over you again but doesn’t answer, “She hasn’t cum this often since you have been together, she must really be enjoying this shit,” you think to yourself.

You grab one nipple and squeeze it, twisting it, “Might need to get you a tat or two as well, so people know that you are just for breeding.” You continue. “So as they watch your tit’s bounce they know what you are worth. Just a fucking womb to grow children and a fuck hole to hold cum.”

She grabs your hand twisting her nipple but doesn’t try and pull it away, “Yes, a place for your pleasure, and children. A hole to breed.” She stammers.

You can hear the passion and it drive you over the edge. “Fuck.” You grunt as you push balls deep into and squeeze her tit harder.

As your first burst of cum sprays forth Carrie arches her back and her cunt squeezes you like a vice. “Breed me.”

You grind your crotch against hers as she creams all over you each pulse of your cock seems to bring forth another spasm from her.

After several moments you collapse on her in a sweaty heap and a few moments later you hear a whispered, “You meant all that?”

You look at her and nod, “Yep, and in a few moments we are going to go to the computer and buy whatever fertility shit we can and once it starts working you are going to be bred by so many people, again and again.”

She shudders under you again.