Finish your assignment

With Frankie taking care of Xavier for the time being and Sage safe in your hotel room, you begin to put all of your effort into completing your assignment. With the record amount of bottoms you got on your first night, you are determined to make this your most successful job ever. A successful job would mean more job offers. More job offers would mean you could find more bottoms to add to your haram. If everything goes to plan, you could imagine your farm full to the brim with pregnant bottoms and boisterous children. A large family where there was always someone to have fun with, someone to take care of, and someone to take care of you. It was all you ever wanted and now it was coming to life.

You still try to keep your head down while out on the town. While the police aren't allowed to put your face up around town, they have made it no secret that there is a 'serial ****' around town. You can't help but snort at that. The same government that paid them to keep the peace was paying you to do your work. Honestly, they should be helping you do your job instead of hindering it.

For the rest of your assignment, you primarily stick to bars and parties. Your face practically blurs with the others in the crowd and no one remembers much about you after your gone. You end up breeding five to six guys a night, sometimes more, sometimes less. Some you have to 'coax' into having sex, others have your cock buried in their asses before you can get some privacy. They are all at your mercy.

You are just pumping the last of your seed into your latest conquest when your phone goes off. It's your alarm. The month is over and your duty is complete. Over the course of the month you have breed 107 bottoms. A new world record, if your memory serves you right. You feel your cock stiffen up at the realization and you begin to fuck your unconsciously little prize again. You've completed your work, now it's time to go home and make your dreams a reality.