The Master

Amy felt the ropes digging into her wrists and ankles. She'd been tied face down onto the first clean mattress she'd seen since she'd birthed. All she knew was that it was soft, smelled nice, and didn't scratch like the ones she was used to. She couldn't tell what it looked like, she'd been blindfolded since she'd been led out of the breeding barn by a farmhand. A pillow of some sort had been pushed under her hips, raising her ass so that her cunt and rosebud were prominently displayed. She felt the warm light of lamps on her backside, they seemed to strike from all angles.

Before being led out, Amy had had her first wash in a long time. She'd been strapped into one of the washing stalls, which was actually just one of the doctor's stalls that had been installed in a washroom in the barn. There, two of the more pregnant sows had sprayed her down with soap and water before scrubbing the filth from her lower half. They had payed extra attention to her lower half for some reason Amy did not know, taking care to scrub her little rosebud until it practically shone.

"Open." commanded the authoritative voice of the man that owned her, body and soul.

Without question, Amy's mouth opened and she felt the familiar stiffness of a cock shoved into her mouth, difficult as it was to support the weight of her head with just her jaw. She was struck, however, by the taste of this cock, it tasted...clean. Lacking the distinct musk of sweat, cunt, and cum that defined the cocks of the studs in the breeding barn. She couldn't be sure, but she surmised that this new cock must be the one attached to the voice of the master. Which meant she'd been chosen for a very special breeding session indeed.

Amy had heard that occasionally, once every few years, a sow close to peak fertility would be chosen and brought to the big house. There, the master would take her whenever he pleased and however he pleased until he felt that she'd had enough of his near-sacred seed. If the breeding took, the sow would live a life of luxury until she birthed an heir to his farm. Whereupon she'd be returned to the general breeding pool. But until then, she'd be cared for for nine glorious months in the big house where she'd cater to the master's every whim, including bearing his heirs.

As the cock in her mouth was withdrawn, Amy tensed with excitement. She hadn't been fucked in her cunt for over three months, since a young farmhand had snuck into her in in the middle of the night and awoken her by filling her already pregnant womb with his seed. She'd barely woken up before she felt him quiver and release within her cunt. She felt her lips spread themselves as blood rushed to her pussy, preparing her cunt to receive the most important load of her life.

She shuddered as she felt the firm head of the master's cock push aside first her labia majora, then her labia minor, before finally entering her vagina.

Amy sobbed with pleasure as she felt large, wrinkled, testicles slap firmly over her clit as the master bottomed out in her cunt. She knew he was just centimeters from her cervix, and from filling her womb with his seed.