Richie's Breeding

Cavill lifted Risha off her feet and put her on the table, spreading her legs and stroking her pussy with his fingers. “You are positively dripping my dear” he grinned. “You’re loving this, you little slut. It’s a good thing you never became an Alpha, you’d have missed your true calling as a cocksleeve.” Risha started to protest until he placed a finger against her lips. Cavill grabbed her ass as he started pushing his cock inside of her, muffling her screams at losing her virginity by kissing her.

“There there, calm down.” Cavill patted her back as he slowly pushed deeper and deeper until his balls rested against her ass. “I’ll give you a moment to get used to the feeling.” He stroked her hair, not unkindly until she’d calmed down at being invaded. “Better me for your first time then that sister of yours.” He chuckled. Risha gave a weak laugh, holding on to him tightly.

“Or your daddy for that matter, with them both having gotten those massive enhancements. No, you’re better off with some Beta dick, get used to getting fucked. Because believe me girl, you’re going to get fucked a lot.” Cavill gripped her harder and started moving. Risha had lost the will to fight, flinching and grimacing at the initial pain of having her new pussy stretched around a cock.

Risha started moaning as the pain gave way to pleasure. “That’s it, girl. Enjoy yourself. This is your new place in life, servicing cocks. You know what they say, if you love what you do…” Cavill laughed, picking up the pace, thoroughly pounding the young girl beneath him. The soft grunts and moans punctuated by the sound of two bodies slapping against each other.

Cavill grunted, fucking her harder and rougher, pushing her down on the table and lifting her legs over his shoulders, ramming his cock into her. “Take that cock. I’m old am I? Not so old I can’t still fuck an uppity little slut like you senseless.” All Risha could do was moan and hold on as the elderly figure plowed her. The humiliation of being fucked by a man old enough to be her grandfather only adding to her arousal. He chuckled, seeing her flushing face. “Or maybe you’re into that? I could always recommend to your sister that you do some community service at one of the nursing homes.” Her face of horror made him laugh even as she squeezed him tightly, putting him over the top.

“Fuckk… here it comes Risha. Time to get bred.” He buried his geriatric cock deep inside her teenage pussy, his balls pulsing against her ass as they unleashed their load, spewing rope after rope of cum into her fertile womb. Risha flinched as she felt his hot cum inside of her, covering the walls of her pussy, feeling him knocking her up.

“Noooo…” she mewled softly, feeling the finality of being bred. Knowing that whatever she had wanted, being the Alpha, the sensation of power to make others obey her whims, were now officially over.

Cavill pulled out of her, leaving her laying there, his cum dripping out of her well used cunt. “Open up sweetheart, clean me up.” He lifted her off the table and put her on a chair. She obeyed wordlessly, suffering one final humiliation as she licked the cock that bred her, his hand on her head. “You did good for the first time, but there is room for improvement.” He chuckled. “Don’t worry, you’re going to get a lot of practice this week while I breed you. By the time you go back to your sister and on to the public stocks, you’ll be an expert little whore. I’ll train you up good and proper.” Risha barely heard him, her eyes glazed over as she sucked their combined juices off his cock, broken.

The next week was more of the same. Cavill fucked Risha in numerous ways, always ending with a lecture while she was on her knees on how she should improve. Risha feared she’d never get the taste of his gnarly old cock out of her mouth. True to his word, doctor Hawkins had let Risha keep her mind fully intact. But her body was betraying her and starting to crave his touch, his cum. She loathed the taste but still eagerly lapped at his seed. She hated being fucked by this nasty old man but at the same time never felt better then when he was inside of her, pounding away, feeling empty when she wasn’t servicing him.

Cavill wasn’t cruel to her, not exactly. But he never missed an opportunity to pound it into her that she was a fucktoy now, a cocksleeve. A slut to service men, and women if her Alpha so wanted. Her place was to serve those above her station, which was damn near everyone. Thoughts of escape crossed her mind constantly, but she knew her body would rebel. She’d been told—ordered!—to stay and be bred by father Cavill and she knew she could not disobey the order. Her belly felt tainted by what seemed like gallons of cum Cavill had poured into her.

Every morning she was to greet him with a kiss and then a blowjob, emptying his balls before he made his rounds. After a week of filling her up several times a day, his cum had become thinner and thinner to a point where she wondered if he even could knock her up. But that morning, as she reluctantly kissed him as she did every day, he stopped her before she could drop to her knees.

“Congratulations” he said smiling holding, up a pregnancy test.