He buys you

The strange man nods and fucks you, obviously intent on getting his money's worth if you're a willing slut in all of this. He isn't gentle and uses you just like you want. He leaves you drooling with his cum and you can only watch him leave as another man comes behind you to fill you with cock.

You forget about him soon after, there are simply too many men to have you focus on the stranger, but your attentions are soon brought back to him.

It's night time and most of the men have gone home, rushing home to hide their dirty secrets from their husbands. You have retreated into the safe room, where you slowly feel the pain coming on, from both your impending birth and the rough mistreatment you received from the night. The goons are somewhat careful with you, the babes you carry can get a fine price in the black market for couples struggling to get pregnant. Accidentally killing them could get them in huge trouble with Lukas.

Eventually the lot of you are left alone. You separate into three groups: the new boys who still had hope, the older ones who knew nothing would change, and the few of you waiting for tomorrow's rounds. It's obvious where you wait.

At least, that's where you would have waited until morning, if two of the goons hadn't come in and dragged you out once more. You are taken past the few stragglers, pumping out their last loads into their submissive playthings, and past the door you never thought you would leave again. The little apartment on the other side is empty of a bottom for the moment, but you don't have much time to think about it before you are **** up the stairs and into the living room.

You blink stupidly, unsure of why you are here. Lukas wouldn't throw you out, his clients enjoy you too much for that... Would he?

Then you spot the man who questioned you earlier, sitting on the couch opposite of Lukas. He's definitely not bad looking. An older man, but not like the old perverts who come down to suck on your tits. His brown hair is speckled with gray and he's in shape. You've felt his cock and you know he definitely isn't average per say, but not a monster either. You'd consider him the 'just right' cock, one that would definitely bring you pleasure, but wouldn't leave your asshole destroyed beyond recognition.

The two men don't speak to you, but simply shake hands and stand. "He's all yours now." Lukas tells him, "Take him and don't bring him back; I don't accept refunds."

"Of course." the stranger says, looking to the goons once again, "Bring him outside and put him in the car. I can handle it from there."