Candy fucks Dredd

“Now that we have established a way forward I’ll leave you to the fine details of breading Dredd,” Kelly said.

Candy said. “Hmmmm. I think she needs to be thoroughly dominated…”

“Sounds perfect. As long she doesn’t turn back into Dredd in twenty eight days I don’t really care. She needs to be bred. Have fun!” Kelly said as he left the two to their games.

Candy rummaged through Dredd’s bondage gear in the office drawers and turned about holding up a shiny spreader bar with ankle cuffs attached. "Let's get you ready for baby making," he said with a smirk. The sight of the device sent a jolt of nervous excitement through Dredd, but she was too aroused to resist. She knew she needed to be filled, to be claimed by a man's cock. It was demeaning but the spreader bar would ensure that she was open and **** for all to see, her new body on display to be bred...

Candy approached Dredd with a predatory grace. He knelt down and attached the cuffs around Drew’s ankles, tightening them until they were snug. The cold metal felt alien against her skin, a stark reminder of the fate that awaited her. Before Candy stood, he pulled the bar open, forcing Drew’s legs wider apart. The act of being spread out like this, open and exposed, brought a fresh wave of humiliation and arousal crashing over her.

Her new pussy, plump and glistening pink with need, was now on full display. The soft folds of her sex were open and inviting, her clit begging for attention. She felt a rush of warmth flood her cheeks as she realized that she was now nothing more than a piece of meat exhibited for the pleasure of others. The spreader bar held her in place, leaving her utterly ****.

"Now, for the finishing touch," Candy said, his deep voice a taunting growl. He picked up a ball gag from the table, the metal buckle glinting in the dim light. The sight of it made Dredd's heart race even faster, her fear and excitement melding into a heady cocktail of emotions. Candy stepped closer and Drew felt a strange mix of trepidation and anticipation as she watched the man who looked like her old self approach.

"Open your mouth, Dredd," Candy ordered, his firm and authoritative tone leaving no room for disobedience. With a tremble, Dredd obeyed, allowing Candy to slip the baby pink ball gag into her mouth. The rubber tasted faintly artificial but not unpleasant, a small mercy in the sea of humiliation that was quickly engulfing her. Candy buckled the leather harness securely behind her head, ensuring that she was silenced, her mouth stuffed full and her jaw **** open slightly. The gag was just the right size, filling Drew’s mouth without **** her, leaving her tongue to dance around the invading object, the sensation oddly stimulating.

Next, Candy approached with the arm binder, a cruel smile playing on her lips. Drew's heart sank as she realized that she would now be unable to cover herself or resist in any way. He pulled her arms behind her back and slid both of them into the sheath, pinioning her arms behind her back. The binder was tight, pushing her breasts forwards and forcing her shoulders back and firmly restraining arms behind her back. She struggled against the restraints, but it was useless. The feeling of helplessness only served to excite her more, her body betraying her with a fresh gush of arousal.

The collar was the final touch, a thick leather strap that went around her neck, a fine steel chain leash connecting to the spreader bar. This **** her to bend forward, her breasts hanging down like ripe fruit, begging to be picked. She felt the cool leather against her throat, a constant reminder of her new status. The chain was just long enough that she could still stand, but any movement would cause the collar to tighten, as though pulling her forward into a more exposed and embarrassing position.

She had made Candy wear this same tack but she had never expected to wear it herself. The arm binder was snug, pushing her new breasts forward, leaving her feeling so small and exposed. Her once proud stance was now that of a defenceless submissive, her legs **** apart by the spreader bar, leaving her pussy open and accessible to anyone who cared to look. The collar around her neck, the chain attached to the spreader bar ensured she was bent forward, her head down in a pose of utter submission.

She could not help but notice that the tiny pink pussy that was now hers was already glistening with excitement, a stark contrast to the darkness of her skin. The soft folds looked so delicate and inviting that even she couldn’t help but feel a thrill of anticipation at the thought of a man’s cock filling her. The breeding urges were so intense that she found herself pushing her hips forward slightly, unconsciously begging for someone to take her. It was so embarrassing to think that she had once been feared and now she was just a horny little slut waiting to be used.

The feeling of the cool air on her exposed flesh made her shiver, her skin pebbling with goosebumps as the reality of her situation sank in. She was now nothing more than a plaything, a toy to be used and discarded at the whim of anyone who came across her.

The thought of the rough, calloused hands of the men that used to be her soldiers now gripping her hips and pumping into her made her stomach twist with a mix of mild fear and potent desire.

Her eyes darted around the room, seeking any escape from the humiliation that was about to unfold. But there was none. The walls of her former office closed in around her, the trappings of her former power seeming to mock her with their luxuriousness. This had once been her seat of power, where she reigned over this place, but now it was Candy’s. The spreader bar, chains and handcuffs kept her in place.

And then Candy produced the vibrator. It was a sleek, chrome thing with a wide base and a curved tip, obviously designed for one purpose - to fuck a bitch silly. The sight of it made Dredd’s little clit throb with need, despite herself. Candy’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he turned it on, the low buzz echoing in the tense silence of the room.

“You’re going to learn to love this pussy of yours first, then you can deal with the real thing,” Candy said with a wink, holding the vibrator in front of Dredd’s wide attentive eyes.

The fear and arousal in Dredd’s eyes grew as Candy leaned in closer, his thumb flicking the vibrator to life. The sound was low and menacing, a promise of pleasure wrapped in a package of degradation. Candy’s eyes never left Dredd’s as he slowly brought the vibrator to her new pussy, the tip brushing against her clit. Dredd gasped around the gag, her eyes watering at the sudden, intense sensation.

With a smirk, Candy pushed the vibrator into Dredd’s wet, welcoming folds, watching her body react with evident pleasure. Dredd’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she moaned deep in her throat, the sound muffled by the gag. The sensation of being filled, even by something so cold and artificial, was overwhelming. She felt her body begin to betray her, arching into the intrusion, her hips rocking back and forth in a silent plea for more.

Candy stepped back, watching Drew with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. He went and poured himself a whiskey from Dredd’s private bar. It was the expensive stuff and Candy loved that he could drink it in front of Dredd like this.

Dredd moaned and shivered as her pussy started to burn with pleasure. She loved it. The degradation and arousal. It was everything she never knew she wanted.

"Time for your first lesson, slut," Cany said, his voice filled with malice as he pulled out a condom and slid it onto his new male cock. “Wow. That feels kindof nice…” Candy’s male face was mask of cruel intent. Dredd looked up and her eyes widened in shock as she watched her former harem member loom behind her, erect cock sheathed in rubber.

Candy stepped closer, his new male form towering over the bound and gagged Drew. He grabbed the collar. Drew’s nipples hardened into tight peaks, her body betraying her with its own eager response to the situation. The blue pill had not only changed Candy’s sex but had also boosted his strength and libido. He pulled out the vibrator roughly, making Dredd gasp with a mix of pain and pleasure.

His cock was thick and veiny, standing tall and proud as he rubbed it up the inner thigh of the trembling breeder slut. The head of the cock was a deep shade of purple, the veins pulsing imperceptibly with each beat of his new male heart. Drew could see the drops of precum beading at the tip, contained in the condom, and she felt her pussy clench in anticipation. She had never felt so helpless, so completely at the mercy of another person’s whims. But the breeding urges were too strong, and she found herself desperately needing to be filled, to be used by the very woman she had once held in contempt.

Candy stepped in closer, his cock bobbing. The power dynamic was clear. Someone was going to fuck. Someone was going to be fucked. Dredd felt a strange new thrill shiver up her spine at being so utterly dominated. "You're going to love this," Candy said, his voice deep and gravelly. "You're going to love every inch of it."

With a brutal casualness, Candy gripped Dredd’s new, ample breasts. They bounced free, the nipples hard and sensitive. Drew’s eyes were wide with a mix of fear and arousal as she watched Candy’s cock grow even larger, pre-cum still leaking from the tip. The blue pill had not only transformed Candy’s body but had also amplified his desire to take control, to claim the tiny Dredd as his own personal fucktoy.

Candy’s hand wrapped around the base of her cock, stroking it slowly. The smell of sex was thick in the air, a potent mix of arousal and submission. Drew’s eyes never left the monstrous member that was now pointed at her, the anticipation of the inevitable pain and pleasure making her knees wobble. The spreader bar held her open, her pink, glistening pussy begging for the thick cock that was about to invade it.

"You're going to be so good for me, aren’t you, slut?" Candy asked. Dredd could only nod, the words 'yes master' echoing in her mind. The vibrator had brought her to the edge of orgasm, and she knew that Candy’s cock would push her over. She felt a strange mix of apprehension and excitement, knowing that she was about to be claimed in the most intimate and degrading way possible.

With a sadistic smile, Candy positioned the tip of his cock at Drew’s quivering entrance. The head the condom was white with precum, Dredd’s dribbling pussy juices making it easy to slide into the eager pussy that waited below. Dredd’s petite body tensed as the first few inches pushed into her, the sensation of being filled so completely overwhelming. She had never been with a man, had never wanted to be, but now she found herself craving the rough, brutal sensation of a cock pounding her into submission.