Yes, use her pussy to milk out your next load.

Poor Lube has suffered enough. Well, you were going to absolutely ruin her pussy, but at least she'd get a baby out of it. Apparently the benefits package of human saliva dispensaries now includes family planning. First, you need the appropriate audience. While your thick shaft still completely plugs Lube's throat, you look up at the woman bent down in front of you in unit 32. You'd only been inside her long enough to shoot your last rope of cum, but she is rather petite and the the sudden thrust of your fully hard dick inside her has caused her to collapse forward in her harness. She rubs her knees together and arches her back in an effort to keep all of your jizz inside her. Your seed was potent enough that it wouldn't really make a difference, but you appreciate the thought. In any case, you suspect that she'll be too drunk on the pleasure of fresh motherhood - what you needed was a fresh, needy, unbred slut. "Rotate!" you shout, causing 32 to be swiftly carried away by the machinery of the line-up and replaced with another hopeful. You use the control panel on the wall to rotate 33's harness so that she was facing you and Lube. Immediately you see her jaw clench with anxiety. She surely wonders if she waited all this time to just get her throat fucked so some other bitch could get bred. Maybe that would indeed be the case, but it wouldn't do to give away the game just yet.

You finally rip your huge dick out of Lube's throat. You'd fucked it so thoroughly that it wasn't serving its purpose of greasing your shaft very well any more, but luckily it was smothered in so much cum that it still slides out easily. She gags and coughs hoarsely as her airway is cleared, hands still gently massaging your sack. You push her to the ground and she lands on her back with a wet smacking sound, her hair now soaked in the mixture of semen and vaginal fluids on the floor in front of the breeding units. The woman in unit 33 winced at your aggression and her eyes widen in shock at the sight of your breeding rod soaked in sticky liquid. Little did she know that you were only at half mast; pumping out two massive loads had left you somewhat drained and deflated. You'd need to get yourself fully hard again to breed the sluts in the Line Up properly. You kneel down in front of Lube and spread her legs. You unbutton the groin flap of her uniform so reveal a shaved, soaking wet pussy. You grab your cock in one hand and look straight into 33's apprehensive eyes. "My assistant here has been throatfucked into oblivion. Namely, by yours truly, if that somehow wasn't obvious. Normally I'd tell her to moan and shout like a good slut, but I'm pretty sure she can't even speak. So now it's your turn! Tell her to take cock like a proper whore. I bet you're jealous as shit, and you'd better talk like it, or I'll rotate you so fast your ovaries will get whiplash. If you do a good job I'll consider giving you a baby." The nice thing about being in charge was that no one was about to question your somewhat cavalier interpretation of anatomy.

Slut 33 was visibly taken aback at your ultimatum, but she wisely decided to agree. "Yes, sir! I'll do my best!" She looked directly down at Lube, who returned her gaze from the sticky floor. "Take that cock, slut. Spread your legs nice and wide for the fat dick in front of you and be thankful for it!" Satisfied that 33 got the gist of it, you unceremoniously hilted yourself inside Lube. Even though you were only at half strength, your rod had enough girth to cause Lube's thighs to squeeze together on your body and her hips to buckle upwards. Noticing Lube's reaction, 33 quickly chastises her. "I just told you to keep your legs apart! Ungrateful bitch. You're getting bred by a thick dick while I'm hanging here like an idiot. My pussy is probably way tighter than yours too. You'd better milk it hard, if you can even manage that." You were impressed by the way that 33 berates a total stranger - a Breeding Complex employee no less - in clear pain and distress. Obviously the prospect of being pumped full of your cum had a strangehold on her higher functions. You can't really blame her, seeing as how you'd been making decisions with your dong for your entire life.

You push Lube's knees apart and begin to thrust your hips back and forth slowly, keeping most of your dick inside her pussy. Your balls ache gently as they swing back and forth, furiously churning another load inside them. Even with your superhuman stamina, it would take a while for you to be ready to shoot more jizz. In no particular rush, you continue to massage your semi-boner with Lube's hole. You periodically flex your dick to fill the tip with blood and push deeper against her pussy walls. As per your instructions, 33 continuously barks orders at Lube. "Flex your pussy muscles! Do you even know how to be a breeding slut? That fucking cum should be mine, I can take a cock like a good girl! You can't even beg for it! Squeeze that huge dick inside your cunt. Squeeze it tight!" She's practically screaming at this point, but Lube is in a mostly catatonic state and doesn't seem to notice.

The feeling of Lube's slick pussy walls coupled with 33's jealous rage flipped your switch. You feel your cock begin to harden as you increase the speed of your thrusts. Your shaft lengthens and your girth increases as Lube's body tenses in response to your increased size. You increase your speed again, pounding her body into the ground and stretching her walls with your thickening rod. The room is silent except for the sound of your skin smacking violently against her groin and 33's hysterical shouting. You quickly achieve a rock hard erection and aggressively pummel Lube's cervix with your cockhead. She can do nothing but moan softly, her throat too sore to scream in pain. "You're nothing but a lifeless fucktoy! Hurry up and make that giant cock cum so I can have some of it! Do a better fucking job and make it pump its load inside you faster. I need that jizz more than you, cunt! Let your pussy be destroyed so I can get a baby!" You noted that 33 was getting a bit entitled, but to be fair you had told her to play the jealously angle. You could tell she never went to Breeding School, but she definitely showed some promise. You'd deal with 33 later though, it was finally time to knock up Lube.

Taking a deep breath, you begin to fuck Lube as hard as you can, stimulating your massive balls to kick into overdrive. Normally, pounding a slut this hard would make you cum in seconds, but you still needed a bit more time to build up enough semen. Unfortunately for Lube, this meant that her pussy was getting stretched and pummeled relentlessly for far longer than most women you bred. She was a class C employee, but even her trained hole had its limits and you'd obviously passed them. Her walls had expanded all the way around your shaft, and no longer provided adequate stimulation. You pressed down on the outline of your enormous cock through Lube's stomach to increase the friction you were feeling. For several long minutes you continue to beat her hole into submission before you feel your climax building at last. You look at the ruined woman milking your dick. "I'm going to shoot a load inside you. Be fucking thankful," you growl through gritted teeth. Slut 33 shakes her fists in her harness. "Take his jizz like a good breeding slut. Your pussy was barely good enough, you lucky bitch. It should be me getting a baby fucked into me! At least take it deep inside you dumb, useless whore!" That does it. You ram your dick as hard as you can against Lube cervix and pump out a rope of cum against the back of her obliterated breeding hole. Well, her day wasn't a total write-off now.

You needed to make a quick decision. You had time to pull out and shoot your next rope inside 33 if you wanted. She'd been a good breeding cheerleader for you, all that was missing were the pom-poms. Or maybe you'd had enough of her whining and you'd just rotate to the next unit?