All characters are consenting, over-18 adults!
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Brooke had spent the whole day in suspense. She had hastily got dressed and run to the shops in order to get her Master something delicious for dinner and herself something vaguely mediocre— her Master had allowed this as the time he had insisted she only exist off his cum she had become extremely weak very quickly and completely unable to satisfy him.
'Breed me' She kept repeating in her head, butterflies in her stomach but biting her lip in nerves. 'I didn't know Master wanted to breed me. I don't think I want to be bred.'
Of course, she was ashamed of having a will under her masters. She knew that she should be happy that he wanted to gift her by breeding her with his seed, by shoving so much cum inside her pussy that she would be forever branded and marked by him.
'But will he still want me when I'm plump with his child?' She wondered as the day wore on, barely able to concentrate on her household chores. 'Is this our final thing before he kicks me out into the world?'.
Eventually, she stripped off her clothes as she heard his car pull into the driveway. Hurrying to the doorway, nerves making her tense, she knelt by the front door, head bowed and waiting for him.
He came up the driveway and opened the door. He let out a contented sigh as he saw where she was, naked and bowed for his pleasure.
He unzipped his trousers, not saying a word, and fished his massive cock out of his trousers. Grabbing her hair, he forcefully pulled her head back and shoved his cock into her mouth, a relieved sound emitting from his mouth.
"Good evening, my little whore." He moaned, beginning to thrust into her mouth. "Have you had a good day?"
She nodded, humming around his dick.
"I hope you've been looking forward to tonight." He continued, shoving himself harder at her. "Because I know— come on, suck me, you stupid little cum-wrag!— that I have. The thought of being deep in your tight little cunt, of filling you up so much you'll be dripping with my seed for days... and, well..." He groaned as her tongue massaged a particularly sensitive spot on his dick. "It's been a fantasy of mine for a while to take you like an animal, on your hands and knees whilst your big stomach is underneath you, your tits filled with milk."
'At least he will still want me once he's impregnated me' She thought, wincing as he pulled at her hair particularly hard.
"Ooh, yeah, this is my favourite way of 'coming' home." He groaned, thrusting faster, using her mouth like it was her cunt. "Choking you on my cum. A good cum dump loves to feel cum wherever and whenever her master gives it to her. You are the biggest cum dump, aren't you?"
She nodded again, humming and cautiously reaching up her hand to slip it into his trousers and handle his heavy, hairy balls. He didn't seem to mind, now holding her head still as he pounded her face.
"You'll need a lot more of this when you're pregnant." He warned her. "A lot more cum in your gullet, at least six times a day. I'm going to start cumming in bottles and leaving them in the fridge for you to drink when I'm out. And I will check that you weren't a stupid slut and try not to drink my cold cum."
He knew she preferred getting it right from the source, but she stared up at him with wide eyes, trying to communicate her consent, even though she knew he didn't really need it. On her final hum, as she fingered his balls, he threw back his head and groaned loudly. Hot cum spurted in her mouth, less lovingly given than this morning and just forced on her. It caught on her throat and she struggled to not cough and splutter, her eyes watering as his hips continued to thrust at her.
"Yeah, you little slut, what a good girl, swallowing everything." He murmured, his hands turning petting on her hair. "You learnt from this morning, didn't you?"
She nodded, giving his cock a final, cleaning suck before letting it fall from her freshly fucked mouth.
"Yes, sir." She confirmed, licking her lips to make sure she hadn't missed any of the deliciousness.
He patted her head.
"And good girl, keeping your hands free of that dirty little cunt. You know your master likes to reward you when you've been a good girl, but I think if you save all your naughty orgasms for when my fat dick is shoved in you, we're more likely to breed you."
She had to stop herself from hesitating again, knowing it would only anger her Master.
He tucked himself away again, zipping up and smiling down on her.
"Is dinner almost ready?" He asked.
She nodded, still peering up at him from her knees.
"Yes, sir. It just needs twenty more minutes in the oven."
His eyes gleamed.
"Perfect."
He began to move towards the living room, clicking his hands by his side to indicate she should follow. She crawled after him, her hands and knees burning against the carpet.
He sat down on the sofa, spreading his legs and stretching them out in front of him. He then hiked up one of his trouser legs, cocking his eyebrow at her as she came to settle herself in front of him.
"Now then, Slut. I want you bred, and I want you bred tonight. In order for you to do this, you must be as horny and as wet you've ever been. Now, you've just pleased me greatly but even your master needs a few minutes to resurrect himself after your dirty little mouth. So, come here," He patted his now exposed leg. "And hump yourself on me."
She paused, mouth open as she stared at him. She had never been asked to humiliate herself like this before.
Master's eyebrows snapped together, his face growing dark at her hesitation. Quickly, she scrambled up, into his lap before pressing her hot core against his thigh and sliding down. After the mouth fucking she'd received, she was already wet but the friction caused by their flesh meeting made it so much better.
He chuckled.
"Look what a slutmess you've already left." He laughed, gesturing to the moist trail her cunt had left on him.
"Sorry, master." She whispered, pausing.
He shook his head, taking a firm hold of her hips and beginning to grind her harder against his thigh.
"I want you to hump yourself on my leg, like a little dog." He instructed her sternly. "But don't you dare cum. Now, do it before I have to punish you!"
Quickly, before he could become even more angry, Brooke began. She hesitantly rested her hands on his shoulders and ground down on his thigh.
The feeling was instantaneous. The friction from his trouser leg against her already dripping pussy lips made her bite her lip to keep from crying out. He shifted his leg so it was pressed harder against her, slightly angled so as her hips rode him, the upper part of his leg hit her clit. She began to go faster, unable to help herself, until the lewd noises were too much to bare and she really was humping his leg like a bitch in heat. She was unable to do anything but her masters will and when she would hesitate, worried she would be so overcome she would disobey her master's orders, he would grip her hips and force her to continue.
The noises that were coming out of her mouth were breathy and needy. He laughed at her, at her desperation, and tugged on her hair hard.
"Tell me when you can't take anymore, you dirty whore." He taunted her. "Then it may be time for you to become what I have always wanted you to be. My breeding slut."
At his words, her pace haltered, but he merely chuckled. He took one large hand and slapped it hard against her arse. She continued to ride his leg, moaning at the pain he inflicted to her overheated skin.
She then gripped him tightly, yet, still, whenever her thoughts turned to wanting to beg for his god-like dick, she paused, stopping herself. There was still that hesitation, that thought of him breeding her like an animal, that gave her a shameful pause.
However, of course her master noticed. He always noticed when things weren't right with his pet. He frowned up at her, spanking her again, then dipping his fingers between her gushing thighs to play with her.
Yet still, Brooke did not beg for his cock.
"What is wrong with you, dirty cocksucker?!" He finally demanded. "Have you been playing with this dirty cunt whilst I've been away at work?! You know what punishment that earns cumpuppies and it's not one they like!"
No, it certainly wasn't. The last time she had been punished she had been deprived of his cock and cum for so long, forced instead to go down on the other women he brought home to prepare them for his massive member and then watch as he gifted them with his creamy gift.
She brought her large, doe-like eyes up to stare at him, aware she had to tell him the truth. She had no choice.
"I'm so sorry, sir." She murmured miserably, her pussy pulsing with the need to be filled by his cock. "I promise I haven't cum without you!"
Her master looked at her suspiciously, but seem to accept her answer for truth.
"What is it then, pet?" He demanded. "Because I know a whore like you can't last this long usually!"
She hung her head in shame, her long hair attempted to hide her red face.
"I don't know if I'm ready to be bred yet." She finally whispered shamefully. "I don't want to get big and fat for you, sir! I don't want too..." She swallowed hard. "I don't want to lose you."
When she looked up, her master looked smug, not angry with her. Which shocked her enough to sink more deeply against his leg. She let out a little cry as her over stimulated flesh once again rubbed against his trouser leg.
