You Take Charge.

After spending the entire working day thinking about what a breeding fantasy really meant to Doe you had a game plan. On any other day, you would have left your suit coat at work to keep it nice and your tie would have been discarded in the back seat of your car. Today is a special day. It is her day to have her fantasy come true.

You leave your suit and tie on as you walk into the house. Doe is putting away dishes. She looks at you smiling and says, "John you look great." Her excited look up and down told you that she is getting aroused seeing you in your suit. She already told you that she wanted to be breed and you were going to give her the breeder experience.

You look stern. She was still dressed professionally from work. Standing directly behind her, looming as you remember that this is her fantasy you put on your sternest voice you instruct her, "Doe what are you doing wearing this?" Your gesture at her closes well within her personal double, "And more importantly what are you doing out of the bedroom?"

In her eyes, you see the dawning realization that this is part of the play and she relaxes as you loom. "Don't think that you can improve your position with housework. Your just a breeder. Your just my breeder bitch."

Doe melts under your words, "John, you're being so assertive. I..."

You hold up a hand to interrupt her, "You call me Stud because I'm going to breed you, Master because your body and it's breeding rights belong to me, or Daddy because I'm going to father my children in you. So I'll be generous this first time. Where are you going to be bred?