All characters are consenting, over-18 adults who hold no resemblance to anybody either dead or alive!
Brooke trembled as she lay back. Her master stood next to her, silent, watching the doctor as he squirted a cold jelly onto her stomach.
"She's being bred regularly?" The doctor queried casually, glancing towards her master as if she wasn't even in the room.
Her master nodded, stroking his hand through her hair absentmindedly.
"At least twice a day." He confirmed. "Sometimes three, if I can get her into my office or sneak home from work. She always preps me as well."
"Does she cum?" The doctor asked, messing around on the monitor.
Her master chuckled, tugging on her hair and making her give out a little yelp of pain. The doctor chuckled at the noise.
"Try and stop her." Her master confirmed, laughing at her. "Such a desperate little cumslut, she is sometimes dripping with my load and still begging for more." He reached out with his other hand and aggressively cupped her breast, palming it roughly. "You've missed my cum in your meals, haven't you, cumpuppy?" He looked back up at the doctor, not needing her answer. It didn't matter what she had to say, after all. "I used to try and get her to swallow my load at least twice a day, but I thought it would be better to leave it for the minute, so her pussy get's all of my best swimmers."
The doctor nodded understandingly, moving the jelly around on her stomach as he stared at the monitor intently.
"Well, then," He looked back at her master, his crinkled face breaking into a smile. "It looks like all your hard work has paid off! Congratulations! You've successfully bred the bitch."
Her master's face broke out into a wide smile! He whooped, swooping in and tugging Brooke's face back so he could gift her with a kiss. It was rough and savage and it made her heart skip a beat as he nibbled at her lips and squeezed her sensitive tit.
She was pregnant! She couldn't believe it. Her Master had done it. And to see how happy he was melted away her fears, especially when one hand skimmed down to cup her abdomen slightly. She didn't know what was going to happen now, but she felt she could live forever on the smile her master was now giving her. Even if he left her now, a piece of him would live on, filling her for at least the next nine months.
"Well then." Her master smiled down on her. "Nobody will be able to doubt you're a slut now. Stuffed full of me for the next nine months!"
She nodded, opening her mouth to speak, to thank him for his gift. His eyes narrowed on her lips and he quickly shoved two fingers into her mouth. She knew immediately to stop speaking and start suckling.
"There's no need to thank me," He informed her sternly. "At least, not yet. But don't you want to thank the nice doctor for confirming your insemination?"
Confused, as she was not usually allowed to address other men, she turned her head as her master withdrew his fingers. She opened her mouth to thank him, but couldn't form the words as she spotted that the doctor was reaching for his belt, rapidly unbuckling and unzipping his trousers.
"Filthy whores don't need to use words to thank men, do they?" Her master purred silkily in her ear. "Go ahead, get down from the chair. On your knees, there's such a good slut. Good girl, you like being on your knees, don't you? Now, why don't you open that whore mouth and slick up the nice doctor so he can pound your pregnant pussy."
He helped guide me to her knees as he spoke, until she was kneeling on the sterile floor, face to face with a bobbing, wrinkly red cock. The doctor was smiling down on her, but it was not a nice smile. There was maliciousness in his eyes. She inadvertently swallowed, looking back at the cock which was already starting to bead with precum. Clearly, the sight of a pregnant bitch on her knees, ready to service and please him, was enough to get him started.
"She's all yours, man." Her Master informed the doctor, also beginning to unzip his trousers. "Use her like you would your own, just don't permanently damage her. She's carrying my child, after all."
The doctor let out a relieved groan. He reached forward and fisted his hand in her hair, jerking her head backwards until she was staring up at him.
"Stick out your tongue, girl." He snarled at her.
She hesitated, glancing towards her master who was watching casually, his hand beginning to pump up and down his own length calmly.
Smack
.
She jerked her eyes back to the doctor in shock, whose face was growing progressively redder with anger.
"Did I stutter, whore?" He demanded. He released her hair to grip her jaw, pinching it so tightly that she whimpered in pain and was forced to open her plump lips wide. "Tongue out, now, or I'll do worse than slap you."
Whimpering, she nodded, tentatively sticking out her pink tongue under his careful eye. Immediately, he went back to fisting her hair, jerking her head forward as he grasped his cock. It wasn't as big as her masters, but it was fat, with a smell that Brooke wasn't sure she found particularly pleasant. He began to spank his cock off her tongue, wiping the head and his precum all around.
"That's a dirty little slobberhole, isn't it, bitch?" He taunted as he made sure his taste was all over her tongue so she couldn't escape it. "I bet you're gagging for it, aren't you? I bet your little pregnant pussy is dripping wet, and has been ever since you were inseminated. I bet on the way here you just couldn't help stare at all the bulges of the superior men you saw, desperate for them to just bend you over and force you to take them."
She whimpered, ashamed of the wetness building up between her thighs. She knew her master was watching, it turned her on even more to know it, but she continued to stare up at the doctor who had just confirmed her pregnancy. He was right, she
had
felt more horny the last few days. She'd suspected her pregnancy when her Master had been at work the day before. She had been on her knees in the living room, desperately humping against a pillow in a desperate attempt to get herself off. Of course, she had known the only thing that would do it these days was her masters cock shoved inside her, but the desperation had been there all the same.
The doctor chuckled darkly, as if he knew what she was thinking about.
"There we go," He cooed as she began to drool, unable to swallow with her tongue out. He spanked it again with his cock, then twisted his hips slightly so it hit her on the cheeks. "We're getting that slobberhole working nicely, aren't we? The way it should be, drooling and desperate like your pussy. Now, be a good girl and do as your master says-- slick me up."
With a firm grip on her hair, not giving her a chance to take it at her own speed, the doctor jerked himself forward.
Gck
.
She gagged around his deck immediately, her nose buried into his greying pubes as the doctor shoved himself to the back of her throat. Panic began to well up in her when he initially did not move, instead sighing with intense relief and rocking gently back and forward, as if wanking himself off with her throat. Tears came to her eyes and dripped down.
"Be a good girl, Brooke." Her master warned her from the side. "This nice doctor confirmed that my baby is inside you-- don't you want something of his inside you now too?"
No
. Her mind screamed, but the stern tone of her master comforted her somewhat.
Besides, the longer the doctor stayed in her throat, the more used to it she became. She began to use her training, breathing through her nose and inhaling his masculine scent. She began to suckle on him, wrapping her tongue around as she lifted up a hand to cup his hairy balls.
The doctor shuddered as she did so, pulling himself back slightly and allowed her to gasp for a bit of air around his cock. Drool dribbled down her chin, as did her tears, mixing with the precum he had splattered on her face when he'd dick-slapped her.
He sneered down at her, jerking himself back into her mouth and pulling her straight to his pelvis once more.
"Look at that suckhole, working so well. It's desperate for my cum, isn't it, bitch? Desperate to taste and swallow me down, suckling away like a pussy in a face. That's all it is, isn't it? A pussy in your face." He laughed at her, pushing her face back and forth along his dick as if it was his own personal fleshlight. "Look at her, wriggling so desperately. Is there a puddle underneath you, little whore? Is your pussy desperate as well? Pregnant bitches are the best to fuck, you know. They're so tight, with that extra blood pumping, so sensitive and desperate to be filled with cream."
She moaned around his cock at the image he was painting. There was a small puddle underneath her, barely noticeable but growing the more he used her for just his own pleasure. Her master was watching, she could feel his eyes on her, hungry for her humiliation, her degradation.
"I think you're slicked up enough." He finally said firmly to the doctor, reaching out with the hand that had been pumping his cock to grasp her hair and haul her away from the older man.
Without thinking, Brooke strained back towards the cock, desperate for one more mouthful, wild with lust and some sort of primal urge she could not identify.
"Do not forget who is your owner here, bitch." Her master barked, bringing her attention back to him.
She shook her head frantically, practically salivating as the sight of his engorged cock right in front of her. This was the cock she wanted, she remembered, this was the only cock that could satisfy her.
Her master clicked his fingers sternly at her, as if drawing the attention of a dog. Reluctantly, she dragged her eyes up towards him. He smiled at the state of her face.
"On all fours." He commanded her. Instantly, she leant forward, pushing her arse up into the air and wriggling around impatiently. Her cunt felt cold where the air hit her wet lips.
"Now," Her master stepped towards her, wanking his cock leisurely just above her face. "What do you call me, cumpuppy?"
"Daddy." She gasped out breathlessly, her eyes watching his hands absorbedly.
"And what do you say to daddy?"
She had to think for a minute, her mind a haze of horniness and desperation. She was needy, she needed to feel used, abused.
"Thank you for breeding your slut, daddy." She finally gasped out.
"Good girl." He smiled, approvingly. "Now, what do you want? Do you want to suck daddy's cock whilst the good doctor pounds you from behind? Do you want to be spit roasted and forced to pleasure us until you have both our loads in your needy little holes?"
"Yes." She lowered her head to the floor on a whimper before jerking back to look at him. "Yes! I want all of that, please, daddy."
