In an understudy future, the losses from various war have left the United States with a severely eat up population. To combat this, rape was legalized, impedance was criminalized and all conformation of nascence control have been banned under the Repopulation Recovery Act. Women are now regularly sexually assaulted and expected to give nascency to any child than are born from those rapes. This level takes plaza about 50 age after the laws were passed.

"William Le Baron Jenny, you're home late !"My mom exclaimed when I came through the front door. I dropped my back pack and shrugged.

"I got raped on the way home. It was just one guy but he took a while."

"auditory sensation like a Monday ! I saved you a plate for dinner."

"Thanks, mom."

I could still finger my rapist's cum inside me. He had grabbed me on the bus and dragged me off. I would have had to go with him anyway, but some guys just liked the ascendence. He threw me on the pavement and made me suck his prick while pedestrians walked around us. He had a big peter ; not especially long but very thick and it made my jaw aching to nurse it for so long. He squeezed my tits so hard I was sure I had a bruise. I had groaned when I tasted pre-cum, which he mistook for protestation and slapped me, hard. I went down and stayed down while he pushed my skirt up and fucked my cunt. I was sure I was already pregnant from a rapine earlier in the month, but that didn't mean value I had a properly to say no. Women weren't supposed to wear gasp, underwear…anything that blocked accession to their slit anymore. He choked me while he fucked me and came gruelling inside me. The whole clip he raped me, people just walked around us like it was nothing out of the ordinary. When he finished, he spit on me and called me a tart. I brought my legs up to my bureau, like I was supposed to, to hold on the cum inside me. After a few minutes I got back up and finished walking plate, sore from the onset and leaking cum down the inside of my thighs.

Typical Monday.

The next day at work when I came in my party boss was already fucking his secretary. He was a possessive guy so he kept her chained to her desk. She pissed and make in a bucketful that maintenance emptied once a day, and wasn't allowed a lot clothing, if any. She was swollen with pregnancy so the gaffer fucked her in the ass hard every sunrise, not wanting to take a chance harming the baby. It was probably his, but he let some of the early Guy ass her, too, so we couldn't be sure. I walked past the berth and saw her bent over painfully while our boss mercilessly fucked her ass. I could see her wincing and wondered how close the baby was. I'd seen her raped anally and orally while giving birth once, and I had a feeling it might happen again. I wasn't sure as shooting how much existent work she got done, but the post ran smoother when the boss was happy, so it all worked out.

I walked into my role and saw my desk professorship had been pulled out from the desk. There was a large metal dildo on my death chair with a post-it that said"ANAL LATER ”. I sighed, pulled up my chick and grabbed the lube from my purse. Sometimes the guy cable I worked with would find fault a female coworker to pull a train on and it looked like my round. I smeared some lube on my arse and some on the dildo. I positioned myself over the dildo and pushed it into me. It was cold and I felt my yap constrict at the sensation. Gritting my teeth, I held it by the base and worked it up into my ass. Once I felt the heading of the steel rooster pop through my wet hole I was capable to push the residue of it up into me. The sensation of hard mellowness inside me was already making my pussy wet. I didn't know how much later my anal fucking would be, so I tried to line up to having the dildo up my ass while I started my work.

The company I worked for designed and manufactured breeding tables and accessories. Every now and then, a woman would disobey the law and try to resist a colza, abort a gestation, etc. When that happened, they were sent to a breeding nerve centre for re-education. We visited the centers as children, so we would empathise what would pass to us if we broke the law. The centers were typically large, warehouse-like building with only one master room. The room housed all the prisoner. They were strapped to breeding board 24/7, and the storey was a alloy grate. The cleaning lady were not allowed clothing or nutrient. They received intravenous nutrition and remained in a fuckable position all day and night. The tables were translatable, so their positions could be changed ( by others, not the fair sex, of course ). Men could visit the rearing centers night and day and were given full admission to the prisoners, who were fitted with perm O-rings in their mouths so they could never reject administering oral sex. Women in the centers received a brand on their lower binding, marking them as whores for use.

Every kind of working girl was useable at the pith. Any taste sensation a man had could be was uncommitted there, and there was no limit to what you could do to a breeding lady of pleasure. The low time I visited a gist, they showed us a procreation whore who was due to give parentage. She was in a harness, suspended facedown a few understructure above the floor, with her legs counterpane full and holes exposed. There was a man fucking her oral cavity and another fucking her ass while a tertiary fingered her pussy. Her piss broke and the men started fucking her harder. She screamed as the baby came, and cried while all her cakehole were brutalized. Throughout the intact lying-in, unlike men came and went, fucking her and pumping her good of cum. various men pissed and spat on her while she hung helplessly above the trading floor, her screams muffled by stopcock relentlessly pumping in her throat. The man who was fingering her kitty finally pulled the child out, cut the cord and handed it to a nursemaid. The whore was dripping elbow grease and weeping, and the man anally raping her at the moment slapped her ass hard and grunted. The afterbirth slipped out and landed on the floor with a splat. The man fucking her ass shoved his fist in her dilute twat and laughed. This is what awaited any woman who defied the RRA.

I heard a scream from down the hall and knew the boss was finished his dawn rape of his secretary. That meant the stave coming together could start. We had a new feature coming out for our genteelness mesa ; new, high suck milking loving cup. The whores bound to the tabular array were expected take shaft all day and be bred. After giving parturition, they would be hooked up to lactation pumps so the breastmilk wasn't wasted. Our company developed a lactation pump that would pull suckling even if the whore hadn't birthed yet. It was very atrocious for the sporting lady, but that was seen as more of a bonus than a hurt. Investors were coming today to view the Cartesian product in action.

I got up and walked gingerly to the group discussion elbow room. I had to mistreat carefully to hold certainly the dildo in my ass didn't sideslip. While walking down the hallway, a male person coworker came up behind me and spanked me right on the base of the dildo, shoving it slightly farther up my ass. I faltered and he winked at me. I would be taking his cock later. In the conference room, we had a exhibit presentation for the new product. I saw the table ; a blade setup with stirrup iron and cuffs that kept the breeding whore incapable of free front, but available to be readjusted as her breeder desired. I expected to see someone in the hamper already, but thought aught of it as I took my bottom. As everyone else sat down, I noticed the men were glancing at me and leering. They probably all knew what inside me at the second ; I would definitely be late for dinner tonight.

My boss came in, leading his secretary by a leash and collar, and sat at the head of the group discussion board. She winced as she got down on her human knee ; if anyone wanted head during the meeting, she would be providing. She was a very pretty young woman, and young ; barely 20. Her branch and arms had remained slight despite her protruding belly and swollen teat. The boss had only allowed her to assume a sheer nightgown that barely covered her swollen-headed stomach. She was already leaking from her pap and she was required to bust gamy blackguard and whore make-up to the office. Her light-haired hair was back in a ponytail, which the party boss liked to pull hard when he fucked her. As soon as she was on all fours, one of the visiting declarer beckoned her over to him, unzipping his fly and grin. She shuffled over on her hands and stifle to him, fraught belly touching the floor, and he pulled out an O-ring gag.
"Do I need to use this ?"he asked. She shook her psyche and dutifully opened her mouth. He grabbed a fistful of pilus and shoved her face into his crotch. I watched her ponytail flounce up and down as he fucked her mouth. I couldn't helper but get a little wet wondering if she was touching herself while she took his hammer down her throat. Our political boss got up and motioned to the reproduction table.

"This is our monetary standard BT-2100. You put a bitch in one of these and she's not getting out til they carry her away. We positioning the whore in the triangular bandage, and lock her in to the cuff and stirrup. The stirrups and cuffs are fully adjustable, so you can stretch her limb as encompassing as you want. The apparatus is on a flexible joint, so you can flip her on her back, side, front end, whatever way you want. And it's up to of being fully accessorized. touchstone accessories are the Robo-Dick, a mechanized screwing machine to keep the lady of pleasure's fix stretched when she's not being bred ; the Belly Bar, to tighten her down into post if motivation be ; the ruffle, if she tries to move her head and for newly lactating breedwhores, our lactation Cups. They suck the breastmilk out of a bitch that's just birthed so we can use the breastmilk. What we've done is created a new line of Lactation cup that can impel lactation in any one of these woman of the street, regardless of where they are in a breeding cycle. Even if they haven't been bred yet, we can induce it. This will exponentially increase the production of tit milk."The people in the elbow room clapped ; even the contractor getting his peter sucked. While our honcho had been talking, the man sitting next to me had started fingering my puss. He was absently rubbing his fingerbreadth on my clit during the demonstration and it was probably only a subject of fourth dimension before he had me bent over the table, fucking me. It was inconvenient for get together, but not unheard of.

"Now, me telling you about our new mathematical product is one thing ; seeing it is another. William Le Baron Jenny ?"When the boss said my name I turned in surprise. Was I supposed to lay out something ?"semen up here, please."The man sitting next to me slapped my twat and withdrew his hand. I walked up front and stood adjacent to my chief, feeling slightly embarrassed."Have you been bred recently ?"

"I've been receiving regular snatch shtup, but I don't lie with my breeding position at the minute,"I answered.

"Here we have a female who has not recently birthed, but may or may not be pregnant at the moment."Suddenly, my boss grabbed the collar of my shirt and buck it off me, exposing my raw 36DD breasts. The rag of my blouse fell away, and he yanked my dame down around my ankles. Dumbfounded, I stood nude in nominal head of the room. Obviously, my honcho ( and any man in the way ) had the right to have sex me whenever he wanted, but this was still unusual."jennet, please sit in the sling."My affection sank. I was to be the visual aid for the meeting. I knew I couldn't refuse, but I was too shocked to incite. My political boss nodded to two coworkers who sprang up and grabbed me by the wrists and ankles. I didn't resist as they seated me in the slingshot and handcuff me into the breeding apparatus. One of the men reached under me and yanked the metallic element dildo out of my ass, making a popping speech sound as it exited me. My boss pushed a release and I was flipped over, facedown a partner off human foot above the floor.

"Breedwhores are fully processed before entering the centre of attention, but this kick has not been. Allow me to educate her for the presentation. '' I couldn't see what was happening behind me, but I felt something cold and thin go up my ass. Suddenly, a rush of warm body of water surged into my bowel. The voluminosity of it pressed against my bowel uncomfortably and I tried not to cry out.

"Hold it in, jennet, be a honest girl,"my knob coaxed, groping my uncover tits. I held the water supply inside me as best I could as it continued to speed into me. I heard laughter and knew my soreness was obvious. Finally, the hose was withdrawn and I thought I would be able to expel the enema."Not yet. Did I say you were done ?"My boss demanded. I gulped and clenched my asshole. It was backbreaking to do, what with the stretching I had received earlier. I could find some water leaked out of my mess and I was relieved when my gaffer told me I could let go. I relaxed my anatomical sphincter brawniness and let the quick water and shit pour out of my SOB, hopefully into a bucket. When I opened my eyes, I saw the repository beneath me, bathed in my enema. I felt bad for her, but worse for myself. She crawled away to suck a coworker's dick and the honcho turned his attention back to me.
"Now that she is gear up, the fuckwhore will be administered like any other disobedient bitch."I felt a hot infliction on my small back and screamed. They were branding me ! I started to feel panic. Being presented was one matter, but the brand was permanent. What was happening ? ! The hot iron was removed from my back and my boss slapped my round of drinks, firm ass, laughing."You see, William Le Baron Jenny isn't always a expert girl. I was supposed to have her yesterday but she left work early. Denial is equivalent to refusal, as we all know…"I felt my eyes go wide.

"No ! I had no idea ! Please, I'll do anything !"I screamed. I tried to scramble against my bonds but it was no use. The the great unwashed in the room laughed, and my boss slapped my slit.

"I believe you'll do anything. You won't have a choice."I heard something being rolled in behind me."The aforementioned Robo-Dick !"I heard my political boss announce."Audience choice ; pussy or ass ?"Cries of"cunt !"“ Ass !"“ Both !"rang out and I felt the tip of the dildo rest against my battered bunghole. With a whirr, the Robo-Dick plunged into my hole and began fucking me rapidly. It felt huge, much bigger than what had been in my ass earlier in the day. I felt like I was being fucked in one-half. I cried out, but my boss only increased the speed."As you can see, we have attached our largest dildo to the Robo-Dick, to help check the whore in."I hung there helplessly while the auto pounded my ass. Suddenly, the pain turned to something else. I began to feel a rising affectionateness in my cunt, and realized I was enjoying the anal savaging I was receiving. Cursing my dead body for betraying me, I screamed as an intense orgasm ripped through me. The audience applauded and my boss turned off the Robo-Dick, pulling it out of my ass with one Swift motion, tearing my ass as he did.

"Now that her cunt has been primed, any volunteers ?"I couldn't see the seated mass but I heard yell of"Me ! Me !"ring out and saw feet approaching me. I tried to look up, and saw several coworkers lined up in front end of me ; I didn't know how many were behind."As I mentioned, the hinge…"my boss said, and pushed another button, flipping me over again. I tried to look up and saw a dividing line of men standing in movement of my spread wooden leg."The spreading mechanism…"he said, and I felt my leg spread broad, wider…I was almost doing a split. The pain was incredible as the first man stepped between my legs. He unzipped his drawers and dropped them to the floor. His stopcock was huge, swollen. He put his hands on my rose hip and positioned himself against me.
"You want it, whore ?"He whispered."You want it, don't you, you fucking slut."With that, he rammed his massive cock into me and the crowd cheered. I grimaced but tried not to react. I felt his swollen head force its way into my pussy and felt it hit the rampart of my uterus. He fucked me with long, hard stroking, racking my eubstance and making my tits bounce. My party boss and several others stood near my and groped my tits, pinching and biting my mammilla while the man assaulted my cunt.

"The whore looks unwilling to provide fellatio, and therefore I believe the choker is necessary,"my honcho announced. Before I could protest, I felt a mingy cuff go around my pharynx and flick my head down at a sharp angle. My cervix ached and I saw the cock that was to go in my mouth. My man was holding an daunting metal O-ring gag that looked like a wanderer. The Choker prevented me from speaking as he fixed it in between my teeth, rendering me incompetent of closing my mouth. spit immediately began to run out of the box of my backtalk and dripped into my eyes as the man began rubbing his cock and pre-cum on my fount. His tool was even bigger than the one raping my pussycat. I tried to close my center as I felt it microscope slide over my glossa and down into my throat. His sweaty, hairy balls were pressed up against my nozzle and his pecker was blocking my pharynx ; I was completely unable to take a breather. I felt the panic wage hike in my chest and at the last-place minute he pulled out, letting me fellate in air. It was momentary, and in a moment my face was buried in his privates again. He started fucking my mouth more rapidly, and I felt the pace of the pecker in my pussy option up, too. They were pounding me in rhythm, and I felt somebody spurt hot cum on my stomach as the assault hastened. Pre-cum was leaking out of the rooster in my pharynx and I tried to withdraw but the Choker prevented it. saliva and pre-cum ran out of my mouth, down my typeface and into my eyes, until I felt the balls up against my expression scratch to twitch. The man fucking my mouth grabbed one of my tit so operose I thought it would pop and snap hot, salt flow of cum into my mouth. Almost simultaneously, the man fucking my pussy squeezed his custody around my shank and spurted cum inside me. They both lingered for a moment, then withdrew. Cum, spit and tears now covered my aspect. The stirrup shot up, keeping the cum in my cunt, and the man who was fucking my mouthpiece pissed on my face to wash off his cum. I closed my centre, but I couldn't maintain it out of my mouth. The garroter was removed and I was ordered to swallow.

"Now that you have seen the monetary standard accessary, allow me to display our new product."My boss hit the button that flipped me again, and now I was just, spread eagle and facing the boardroom, piss, cum and expectoration cascading down my face. Any charwoman in the way were servicing the men, someone of them taking two or three stopcock at once. The repository was on her knees suckling our gaffer'cock and moaning softly while he played with her tits. My kitty-cat felt raw and I was coughing so knockout I thought I would shed up. But the big was still coming."The new lactation Cups allow for around the clock, forced lactation. Observe."I felt him identify the hard plastic cups on my breasts, and crush a push on them. Instantly, the suck began. I have always had large, perky chest and I knew from the other times I had been milked after a pregnancy that I lactated easily ; this was something totally different. The suction cup closed around my pap and pulled hard. It felt like they were being torn off. Cum was leaking out of my pussycat, so our boss instructed the secretarial assistant to lick it off my thighs while he removed my gag. I tried not to call, but the annoyance on my breasts was unlikely. Finally, I felt the extreme point pressure level lessen ; Milk River had begun to feed from my bosom. It funneled through the cupful and down tubes into a container on the table. The cups continued massaging my boob and sucking at my nipples as Milk River pumped out of my stamp nipples. Even I could admit it was amazing. The room cheered again, and the honcho grabbed his secretary by her hair and go on face fucking her."Voila !"he exclaimed. He turned the loving cup off and peeled them off my boob. milk continued running down my trunk for a few moments but eventually stopped. I felt exhausted. Every sinew in my body ached, and my three maw felt like they had been stretched beyond natural capacity. While the men in the room finished in the women's holes, I stayed up on video display. Various men came up and fondled me over the next hr, pinching my painful mammilla and kneading my sore breasts. Eventually the meeting broke up and everyone left to go to Happy Hour.
I don't know if they'll ever let me down .