Sisters

The man had dressed himself and turned to leave before he let Cumdump finish. By that time her orgasm at build to an explosive crescendo and she squirted onto the wooden floor. Spent, she lay panting in a puddle of her own juices, legs splayed, pregnant pussy open to the room.

“Say goodbye to that tight little body,” he said to the blonde. “You can see what my sperm does to breeders.” He laughed as he left, the door shutting behind him. A few minutes later Cumdump had recovered to the point where she picked herself up off the floor, stumbled to the bed, and lay on her back next to the blonde.

“I can feel his cum seeping deeper” the **** whispered. “He must have knocked me up with that one…there’s so much inside of me…”

Cumdump smiled and lay a delicate hand on the woman’s torso, just over her womb. “He might have. It’s different for everyone. Some of the new girls get knocked up on their first day. Some take months. Hundreds of men came inside of me before one took hold and now look at me…I feel like I’m ready to pop.” The other **** placed her hand on Cumdump’s distended womb and laughed. “You do look very pregnant, I guess I have that to look forward to now. A month ago I was wearing pencil skirts and filing legal papers, now I’m naked and collared with a strangers load dripping into my womb. I guess in a few months I’ll look like your twin if I’m lucky. ” She grabbed her right breast and massaged it lightly as she felt Cumdump’s baby bump.

“When I volunteered to be enslaved I wasn't really sure what to expect. The papers that I signed didn't say anything about how I might be used. Just that I was property and could be used however my owner saw fit. 'Upon the signature of this document the signee forfeits any and all rights to autonomy of body. She is property to be bought, sold, modified, and utilized as her owner sees fit. All products or derivatives of the enslaved's labor, mind, or other processes (natural or otherwise) are the property of her owner to be disposed of as he sees fit. **** shall be issued with unique serialized ID number and leather collar of standard construction to be worn around the neck for the remainder of her term of enslavement. Removal by anyone constitutes a violation of this agreement with punishment to be meted out in accordance with Appendix A. Status is maintained in any geographic location or appearance and cannot be revoked. In exchange the enslaved is guaranteed to be maintained in health and comfort such that she is healthy, safe, and productive. Failure to maintain such a state will result in punishment to owner according to Appendix B.' Pretty short contract. Air tight too. I guess I'm lucky they decided I was pretty enough to fuck, better than rowing those boats or working the fields."

Cumdump shifted slightly, propping herself up against the bed’s pillows. She looked down over the blondes body, taught, lean muscle defined her torso while her pale breasts with their perfect, pink nipples splayed to either side. “You can…volunteer?” She said, confused. “The only slaves I’ve ever met either come from the island or were captured by the pirates.”

“Oh yes, though it’s not easy to do and not many people know about it. The islanders have to protect themselves so they have hidden offices all over the world. That’s how they communicate with clients and run the official side of the business. One of the partners at my law firm was doing their legal work for them in New York, that’s how I found out about the island. I just walked into their office, signed the paper, and that was that. Before I knew it I was stripped, inspected, collared, and graded. A few days later I was bought at an auction and brought here….” She trailed off and smiled as she placed her left hand between her legs, she rubbed her lips, the excess drops of the bull’s cum and her lube mixed as she rubbed.

Cumdump thought back to the moment she'd become a ****, when a stranger had wrapped the same leather collar the blonde wore around her own neck all while her master's load dripped from her freshly fucked ass. It felt so long ago, a different lifetime. She wondered what it meant that she'd never signed any papers, but she doubted it did. It didn't seem like the island's way to leave such a glaring loophole in their system. No, she'd been a **** since the moment she'd stepped foot on this island whether she knew it then or not. Cumdump looked down at the blonde, she had a far away look in her eye as she absentmindedly rubbed her freshly bred pussy.

“I guess this means we’re sisters of a sort now,” the blonde said, snapping out of her mood. “if he's right. But somehow I think he is, a little voice in my head is telling me this is the one, my first breeding.”

“We’ll never know for sure,” Cumdump said with a sigh. “Any one of dozens, or hundreds, of men could be the fathers. There's no way to tell and that's the way the master likes it. 'Naked, dumb, and full of cum' he likes to say."

"We'll I guess I am all three," the blonde said with a laugh. "Only a stupid broad would voluntarily sign up to be a cum dumpster for strange men for the rest of their life. But I'm so glad I did. No matter how humiliated I've been, I've never been hornier."

"My name is Barbara, by the way." the Blonde said, locking eyes with Cumdump. "Though I guess that's my old name now. I was told that I'm 'Breeder 44' from now on." She shrugged. "I guess its a good as any other name around here."

"My name's Cumdump." she replied, placing a hand back on Brenda's womb. "I wouldn't use your old name any more, if any of the men hear you they'll punish you for it. But it's nice to meet you.