You beg to be mounted!

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

For a few moments the room is silent except for the sounds of Blondie and your vibrating clitorises. You are bound together both physically and emotionally in the service of your Master. Two slaves lost in lust, reduced to playthings, and **** for your purpose. Needing to be bred.

Your entrance is uncomfortably full. The ring of muscles protecting the entrance to your womanhood strains so tightly around the circumference of Master's cock that you can feel his throbbing pulse. The skin of your folds is so tight that it heightens the vibration within your sensitive bud. You bite your lip in nervous excitement and breath in the strawberry scent of Blondie's pussy.

"Puh.... puh... puh-leeaze fill me with your sperm, muh... muh... my Master!" you stammer almost incoherently at the end of his pulsating member.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Masters, laughter booms around his grand bedchamber, "YOUR WANTON BEGGING IS MUSIC TO MY EARS. IF I HAD'T BEEN KEEPING TRACK OF MY HEIR MAKERS I WOULD SWEAR THIS WASN'T YOUR FIRST BREEDING! YOUR MISTRESS AND MY FIRST WIFE HAVE DONE WELL TRAINING YOU FOR THIS MOMENT!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuurgh!"

The air comes rushing out of your lungs as Master increases the pressure on your birthing hole. Your legs shake but do not fully buckle as you feel Master rest more of his immense weight on you. You do everything you can to shore up your legs and remain in a proper breeding position. You were determined not to fail your Master.

Out of the corner of your eye, you catch yourself in the reflection of an ornate metallic furnishing on one of the bed posts. Your image is distorted in the round shape, but you can just make out your perfect form. Your face is smashed into the smooth folds of Blondie's pussy with your ass raised as high as possible above you. Your dainty arms are trapped in the cuffs behind your arched back and your weight is painfully **** onto your chest. The ample flesh of your F-cup breasts escapes out the tight gap between you and the mattress. Master shifts more of his weight atop you and you watch more breast tissue squeeze from beneath you.

Another guttural moan escapes your gaping lips as you watch more of Master's shaft slowly disappear into your taught folds. The natural lubricants of your arousal ease his terrible journey. The walls of you vagina scream in protest as he travels further. Fortunately you remember your **** training and shift your hips into the proper position and avoid him bottoming out on your cervix.

A growl vibrates in your throat as you strain with the effort of accepting Master's entire 12 inches within you. Tears escape the corner of your eyes and you see your eyeshadow smeared across Blondie's perfect sex. Just when you are about to start pleading for mercy you feel the wiry pubic hair of Master tickle your asshole.

Just a little further, you think.

Finally you are rewarded with Masters orange sized balls slapping against your vibrating clit. You gasp at the sensation against your sensitive nub and and cum hard!

"Uuuuuuuuuurgghgghghghhh!"

Your vaginal walls contract painfully around Master's circumference. He growls above you. You know that he is savoring the constricting message along the entire length of his shaft. You glance over at your reflection again. His icy blue eyes catch your glance in the distorted surface and a wicked smile cracks from within his long gray beard.

"YOU ARE READY ****!"

It wasn't a question.

You respond by noisily sucking on Blondie's clit. She begins shaking in a silent orgasm beneath you. She rocks her hips desperately. You aren't sure if she is trying to maintain the suction of your lips on her vibrating bud or trying to escape. Regardless, you are able to maintain your tight sucking latch on her. All she can do is sob in response.

The cramping within your womanhood eases as Master withdraws his dick in a swift motion. He is careful to not withdraw his cock's head completely from your tight entrance. In your horny state the emptiness is not a relief. You rock your ass around the tip of his dick enticing him to advance and he obliges. Your knees sink deeper into the mattress as his weight returns. Your insides pop and strain to accommodate his rapidly invading member.

Slap!

His balls slap against your swollen clit.

"Aaaaaaarghhhhhh!" you grunt into Blondie's pussy. Stars dance in front of your eyes as you grow accustomed to Master's full length.

Master continues to repeat the pistoning motion.

Unbearably full! Hopelessly empty! Unbearably full! Hopelessly Empty!

With every thrust your legs shake with effort to support the increasing weight of your Master. You become hyper aware of everything and nothing all at once! The nerves within your womanhood come alive and you savor the straining of your vaginal walls around you Master. The ceaseless vibrating sound of the clitoral augments within you and Blondie ring within your ears. The cuffs behind your back chafe your wrists and leave you with no option but to submit to the cocktail of pain pleasure.

You feel complete in fulfilling your purpose.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!"

Your Master's cock swells within you and his grip encircling your 24 inch waist tightens. With a powerful roar he lifts you off of your knees and pins you around the base of his cock. Your asshole is tickled by his wiry pubic hair and your clit vibrates uncontrollably against his balls. Your tight vaginal opening is perfectly sealed against him and you feel his orange sized testis shift within the fleshy prison of his scrotum. As a dutiful **** you can't help but to contract with another orgasm around him as you feel the first ropes of his cum pump within you.

"EEeeeeeeEEEeEEeeeeEEeeeEEeeEeeeeEeeeeh!" you cry into Blondie's slit.

You hang helplessly suspended within the grip of your Master. Your bound arms flail awkwardly behind your back as you steady yourself with your face smashed between your assistants spread legs. You take a deep breath of her strawberry scent and wail out your orgasm. Master grunts with effort behind you as his cock continues to pump an inhuman amount of semen from his grotesquely augmented cock. He praises your pussy's performance between his gritted teeth.

Your surgically tightened muscles have formed an impenetrable seal and allow for no escape of the building cum. You groan in discomfort as the walls of your womb are **** apart with each pulsating pump of your Master's massive manhood. You feel his balls contract with each powerful motion in a steady unending cadence for several minutes. You shake the last orgasm from your mind and look beneath you. Your stomach is distended and bloated with his seed. Just when you think you can't handle anymore the pumping begins to slow. Master loosens his grip enough to allow your knees to sink back down onto the mattress, but he forces you to remain solidly stuffed with his cock.

GRrgrGRgrgRgrgrgrGRGRgrGRGrgrggghhhhhhhh!

The horrible bubbling of cum straining your womb can be heard over the vibrations of you and Blondie's overstimulated clits! By the Master! You are so sensitive! The unending buzzing is awful and your legs shake in frustration. You dare not complain. You know it is not your place to ask for relief from your Master. You belong to him and will suffer until he is willing to ease your distress.

BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

The sound hangs in the air for what feels like an eternity as you remain effectively corked by your Master's 12 inch cock. He is determined to make sure his seed takes, you realize, He won't be satisfied until I have bred him a male heir.

"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn, Girlie!" Blondie's voice cuts across the buzzing noise and interrupts your thoughts. "You did great! Look at how incredible you are stuffed with all that cum!"

"INDEED, ****!" Master's voice booms from behind you, "YOU HANDLED YOUR MASTER WELL."

You yelp as Master withdrawls from your womanhood and releases your now bloated waist. Sobs of relief snort unattractively from within you and you allow yourself to fall face first into the bed. You wince at the pressure on your stomach and shift your weight to ease the discomfort with your hands still bound behind your back. Impossible amounts of semen spills in an unending stream from your well used pussy. Slowly the pressure begins to release from within you, but your breathing doesn't return to normal until after Master reluctantly shuts off the augments within you and Blondie's clits.

"YOU ARE DISMISSED SLAVES," Master orders as he slides the cuffs from the two of your wrists.

You realize you are too well used to be able to walk. Blondie attempts to steady you on the edge of the bed. Quietly giving you words of praise and encouragement.

I have performed well for my first breeding, you think as Master's guards lift you and drag you down to the infirmary wing. Blondie walks awkwardly in her heels behind you. Her sex is still overly sensitive from the overuse of her clitoral augment and she slips on the slick floor. You blush as you realize that it was from the trail of cum you were leaving behind you.