Breeding stock

"Now I have a special surprise for both of you," smiled Wesson. "You two are so beautiful that I've decided you should become breeding stock for me and my men." He pulled two bottles of pills out of his pocket. "Hold out your hands," he ordered them. Nancy and Syd held out their hands as Wesson dumped two pills from each bottle into their palms. They dared not look up or question Wesson. Both of them were afraid to say anything, Syd because of the shock collar and Nancy because of Syd and what might happen to her if she spoke out.

Wesson put the bottles back into his pocket, and gently lifted both their faces up to look at them. "Two of the pills I gave you induce lactation. The other two cause almost instant fertility when used with a lactation inducer. I guarantee you'll both be leaking milk and spewing babies from your cunts in no time. What was it former president Obama once said about his own daughters? He didn't want to see them punished with a baby. Well, both of you are about to be punished with more than one baby. Who knows? You might have twins or better on the first try. And since it was my idea to punish you with babies, I'm going to be the first one to make both of you pregnant." He laughed as he walked over to his desk and poured two drinks. Then he brought them to the girls. "Now, put the pills in your mouth and drink up ladies. It's time for you to get knocked up."

Nancy was seething with anger. But she knew if she said or did anything Syd would pay the price for it. Syd had already gulped her pills down and was now looking over at Nancy with an anxious look on her face.

"You want to say something, McKenna?" taunted Wesson.

Nancy opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything, Syd touched her bare shoulder. She turned her head to look at her. "Don't," said Syd in almost a whisper. Instead, Nancy popped the pills into her mouth and chased them down her throat with the drink Wesson had given them.

"Very good, McKenna. You've grown really close to your partner over the short while you've been together. That's amazing. You two will be spending lots of quality time together from now on. That is when you're not being fucked and knocked up. You will no longer wear clothes, and you will present yourselves every time someone wants to fuck you. Pregnant or not, you will be expected to fuck on demand. I also encourage both of you to have sex with each other. You're going to need each other more than you know. When your breasts are swollen from too much milk, you'll need someone there to help ease the pain. Sucking each other's breast milk will do the growing babies inside you a lot of good."

Nancy couldn't help it any more. "You just love turning us into perverts, don't you?"

Wesson laughed. "Oh I'm not turning you into anything. I'm simply punishing you. If you turn into perverts, that's on you. Perhaps you will turn into depraved perverts? Maybe you'll end up selling your bodies on the streets here after I've finished with you to make ends meet for all the children you'll be having. Maybe you'll even become addicts. I could do that to you right now. I have the best heroin right inside my desk. Maybe I should give you both a taste?"

Both women looked up at him, and shook their heads no.

"You seem to forget who's in charge. What I say goes. If I want you addicted to ****, it's going to happen. Whatever I decide your fate is going to be. You'll comply with it. You simply have ****." He walked over to his desk one again. He produced a very light tan powdery substance. Both women knew what it was. He handed it to one of his men. "Make two doses. Both with an extra kick. Then bring them to me. We have time to kill until the fertility **** kick in."