Submission. After all, with enough submission, she’d tell him the rest.

He pushed her forward, atop the **** beauty in whose cunt her dildo was still buried and freed his cock with one hand while the other remained on her head. It wouldn’t do to let her get away. His cock was pressed against the bare pussy lips of his mother’s nemesis and he began to whisper in her ear of her darkest fantasies…

“You are nothing but a hole for my pleasure and a womb to carry my future children, a receptacle in which I deposit sperm and extract pleasure, my own personal cum bank. Just like you were for the Breeder, only I’m real, not a robot and I don’t abandon my toys after one good long breeding…” He altered the image in her mind, it was no longer one of the Breeder’s robots, but him, in dark, casual clothes, but with his heavy cock swinging free, until it buried itself in her cunt, extracting endless pleasure from her, before injecting the life-giving, the purpose-giving, the pleasure-giving seed she needed.

Her cunt was literally dripping as the head of his cock pressed against it.

“Admit what you are and I’ll give you what you want.” Ultraboy said, using his free hand to slap the engorged head of his prick against her wet lips and against her clit.

“I’m your cum dumpster, your slut, your whore, your ****!” She shrieked, the answer bypassing her brain directly and cumming directly from her sopping, needy cunt. She was trying to push back against him, only the arousal he pumped directly into her kept her unfocused enough to be unable to overcome his strength, but she was torn between pushing back onto his cock and forward onto the vibrator…

A single savage thrust split her open and provoked a scream that made him grateful for the sound dampners in the building. The hand on her head slid to her hair, wrapping her long blonde hair into reins with which to fuck her, while the other slapped her firm, magnificent ass, blasting arousal into her with every stroke. The tall beautiful traitor served as a warm, delightfully forgiving surface for their fucking.

Ultraboy used her cunt like a toy, provoking loud squeals from Ultimamom, as she’d gone beyond words. Ultraboy had not, and as her skilled cunt automatically milked him, he explained what she was, a fucktoy for his pleasure, a hole to be fucked, a servant to humiliate, a tamed bitch, who just needed breaking in, a cunt anyone could fuck with a word from him, a womb by which to bring people into this world, and a tool by which he would bind her daughter.

That provoked a delightful moan and images, fantasies, of Ultimamom on her knees before her strong daughter, product of the Breeder’s machines and perhaps therefore, able to recreate the pleasure they had given her. Ultraboy slid himself into Ultimagirl’s place and replaced Ultimagirl on the ground beside her mother, caressing her, pleasuring her, as her mother in turn pleasured her, not for themselves, but rather to get him to fuck one, or both of them…

She came a dozen times as he explained what she was. “What’s this cunt for?”

“Fucking you!”

“And?”

“Giving birth to your children!”

“And?”

She paused, she didn’t know and his hand in her hair twisted, bending her back up to him. “Whatever else I want, slut-****.”

“Yes, master,” she whispered.

“Whose cunt is this?” He asked with a savage thrust.

“Yours, keep fucking it!”

“Whose mouth is this?” He asked, shoving three fingers into it.

“YRS!” she mumbled around the fingers, careful of them.

“Whose tits are these?” He asked, pulling down the front of her costume to reveal the mammoth mounds he’d masturbated to hundreds of times.

“YOURS! Use them as you please!” She said, as he groped them and blasted pleasure straight into them…

“Whose ass is this?” He asked, shoving a spit lubed finger up it and provoking another, larger orgasm.

“YOURS, MASTER!” She screamed as he pumped pleasure into her ass and cunt at the same time, it all boiled together with the humiliation and submission she felt towards this man she didn’t even know, until she convulsed in an incredibly powerful orgasm, breasts grinding against the **** woman beneath her.

Ultraboy finally began to try to pull out as her cock milked the cum up out of his balls, he wanted to cum in her mouth, bind her, but Ultimamom’s need and body were too strong. Despite his best efforts, her legs rose, wrapping around him so tight he could not possibly have escaped, not that he could complain as he was buried to the balls in the cunt that massaged his cock and blasting his cum deep into the womb of one of the hottest women on the planet. Her body was locked in almost terminal ecstasy and wanted to do what it was born to do, carry children and it believed, even if Ultimamom did not that now was the time and this was the man.

His hands dropped to her hips, sending another blast of pleasure through her and through himself as well, as he was still buried in her. He decided to pretend cumming in her had been his plan. “That’s one, but I’ll fuck you every day until you’re knocked up good and proper.”

The words and the arousal stunned her, as did the overwhelming orgasms.