Your First Breeding

You were still a bit uncomfortable with the whole idea. However, you needed work badly, as did your new family(?). Furthermore, you figured that if you didn't do it somebody else would, so what was the harm? Perhaps some moral or ethical philosophies disagree with that point of view, but those were far beyond your humble upbringing. You decided it would be easiest if you went with the woman least like Buhci, to help distance the act from your lover. You ended up choosing the slave your employer had named Daisy. "Ah yes," he had said when you told him your choice. "Daisy is a good lass. Works hard an' doesn't give me trouble. Plus, when ah bought her she was carryin', so ah know she's capable. What a steal she was!" He took a deep drag on his pipe. "Yessir. Just weened the little un off not too long ago. Perfect time for the next" he said with a grin, pipe tucked into the corner of his mouth.

She was a bit older, maybe 30. She is lighter than Buchi, and her hair has grown freely, surrounding her head in a curly brown halo. Her breast are large and somewhat perky still, though she's no fresh young maiden. Her hips and ass are not so large as Buchi's, but certainly adequate. Her face is clean and clear of any markings, though there are a few lines that one may deduce come from strenuous labor. She submissively followed as you and Robinson led her to the "love shack" as he calls it. There, he hooked her up to the "breeding pole", a simple but somewhat intimidating apparatus, at least to your recently-innocent eyes. A central wooden pole was the main body of the device, and her arms were placed in leather cuffs on the other side. She had to lean forward into it, with her face resting one side against the small strip of leather put there for the marginal comfort it provided compared to the wood. Below her, her feet were constrained by shackles, kept wide enough to spread her legs. You silently appreciated her slender brown calves and thighs, looking your way up to her bare pussy. Robinson had had her shaved, as he professed he feared too much hair was just an obstacle. With the woman finally done being strapped in, he gave you a knowing wink and left the shack.

As per suggestion, you tied a thick leather belt around her waist, hanging loosely. You took hold of it, as it would be your leverage. Stripping down, you stood pants-less and semi-erect behind the slave to be bred. Putting a hand to her womanhood you find her (understandably perhaps) quite dry. Thinking of a way to ameliorate the problem, your eyes light upon her ample breasts, dangling free under her. You duck below, earning a surprised murmur from Daisy. For a while you just admire her large, dark nipples before going for a tentative squeeze. Though you enjoy Buchi, it's nice to get your hands on some big udders for a change. She moans, probably still sensitive from breastfeeding not long ago. You decide to give her a blast from the past and grab tightly one of her big, soft breasts to suck on the hanging nipple. She squeals and moans above you as you tease her sensitive flesh with your tongue. You use your other hand to play with her pussy, gauging her increasing wetness. Upon finding her satisfactory, you return to your position behind her. Your boner has gone rock hard, and you can't put it off any more.

Grabbing the belt with one hand and her tight ass with the other, you slowly push your horse cock into her folds. She isn't as tight as Buchi was, but you would imagine most struggle with your size. Either way, her walls close around you tightly, coaxing pleasure from the act. She gasps by the time you are halfway in, and by the time you have hit her cervix she is pulling at her constraints, mouth open. Her warmth gratifyingly improves the pleasure, and you stay fully stuck inside of her for the moment. Figuring it will be a kindness, you decide not to drag out the encounter. You increase your thrusts fairly rapidly, though slow enough to allow her to adapt somewhat, if not entirely. She alternates between moaning and screaming as you ram your huge inseminator into her tight cunt. The force of your impacts cause her, ever more limply, to bounce in her constraints. Wanting to breed her soon and be done, you press quickly on as your need to release builds. Renewing your grip, you lean back and pound her harder than you have yet, lifting her off the ground from the force. You lean back as your meat is rammed up her hole in one least thrust, her backside resting on your lap. Hot cum sprays forcefully against her cervix as extreme, satiating pleasure overpowers your senses.

As you step away, you notice Daisy is panting, sweating heavily and her legs are trembling. Meanwhile, droplets of your seed start to make their appearance at her entrance. You decide to leave her there and come back later in the day, to make sure you got her well-filled.