Three Days Later

Three days of “work” had left Amanda in a used state. Dozens of men had cum inside and on her. She’d been fucked, choked, slapped, spit on, and generally abused by a seemingly unending parade of men beginning with her new “master” and ending with the gentleman who had just unloaded three loads into her unprotected pussy. She could feel each time as his cock slammed into her cervix before flooding her womb with his seed. Now she law sprawled out on her matters, cum slowly dripping out of her to mix with the pussy juices that has soaked into her sheets. She had lost track of the number of times she’d orgasmed over the last three days but it had been a lot. She wondered if she would ever get the chance to find her sister or if she would only ever exist in the states of fucking or sleeping.

While Amanda dozed in her post-fuck state, her master was watching her from the cameras again. He had watched as her last client had **** her to beg him to impregnate her, filling her womb with his seed. He’d had her on her back with her legs spread and back, feet almost to her ears. In that position, she could see him as he plunged in and out of her cunt, each stroke pulling up a white mixture of cum and juices to the front of her pussy. Some of it had begun to slop down onto her asshole before he thrust all the way inside of her and unleashed his third load on her unprotected womb.

In three days she’s earned him a pretty penny, many of his regulars would pay a premium for pussy from the “outside” world. Especially pussy from a willing **** who’d voluntarily committed herself. The important thing was that he now knew all he needed to know about his new ****’s predilections, which meant he could market her more effectively. More importantly, that meant that she would bring in even more money to him. Between this ****, the sister, and the pregnant sow alone he’d doubled his income in a weekend. Important money he’d need to start his own breeding service.