You discuss tutoring. They are anxious to begin

"The last time I tutored this little slut she tied her own hands and gagged herself with her panties," you chuckle, gesturing at Margot who gives a sharp little gasp of shock. "Is that the kind of tutoring you'd like Miss Newton?"

The willowy blond bites her lower lip, her eyes widening with wanton excitement. She glances sideways at Margot, then turns her gaze back to you.

"I'd like to be tutored like that Mr. Carter. I sometimes get excited when I'm tutored and I get...noisy...a gag might be a good idea."

"And restrained? Tied down so you're helpless? Unable to escape?"

"Oh God..." Margot moans softly, rocking in place as she strokes a hand down her tummy. Rose's eyes glitter and she nods excitedly.

"Bound breeding bitches, ready to have their wombs pumped full of seed, their bellies ready to swell with a litter of pups."

"Fuck...oh fuck..." Rose whimpers. Margot is making little whining noises beside her, her fingers pulling up her skirt and exposing her wisp of panties. You know the two of them are playing you, trying to distract you as directed by the leaders of their bizarre club, but you also sense that their excitement and arousal is very real. There is no doubt that you're touching a need in them.

You unzip your pants and free your cock. It has stiffened but is still only half hard as you hold it with one hand.

"This is what you want isn't it? This is what you need." The girls nod their heads, their eyes fixed on your meat, Rose squeezing one breast and Margot sliding her hand under her panties. "Say it," you command. "Say what you are and what you need."

"We're...we're breeding bitches..." Margot gasps.

"Yes...breeding sluts...who need your cock..." Rose whispers.

"Filling us up...spurting come inside..." Margot continues, her hand busy beneath her panties, her eyes glazing.

"Putting pups in us...our bellies swollen..." Rose moans, her eyes glittering.

"Let me suck it..." Margo whimpers, sinking to her knees as she continues to finger herself.

"No...let me..." Rose protests as she kneels, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of her shirt.

"Please Master....please choose me..." Margot pleads, her voice full of liquid urgency as her free hand strokes up your thigh.

"No Master...choose my mouth...and then my cunt...Please master...I'm ready for breeding..." Rose whines.

"I'm readier..." Margot gasps, "So wet for you Master...all my holes are ready Master...Breed me...oh please breed me..."

You look at the two of them kneeling before you, their faces anxious with need and desire, lost in their fantasies. You need to make a decision, you tell yourself.