Laney's Breeding Journey

This is Part 2 of a 2 Part Story. The first part of Laney's breeding journey may add extra juiciness or context to this part.

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When Laney woke up, both of the cleaning slaves were still there, waiting to complete their duties. She was assisted in stepping off the bed, and allowed to go to the bathroom. The cleaning slaves brushed her hair, brought her lunch and helped her prepare herself for the evening.

She could already feel the difference in her body from this morning, the heaviness from satisfaction, the wetness between her legs no longer a tease, but a reward. And she knew she wasn't done.

Master was committed to his slaves and during their breeding window, they were properly used. She had watched other slaves on the breeding bench during her training, knew how ripe they looked with their bodies bent over, asses in the air, arms and legs cuffed to the bench so all they could do was receive Master's cock as their tits dangled and shook with their fucking.

The bench was angled so that Master's cum would stay inside them, beginning its journey through the cervix and into the womb, filling them with his babies.

It had been so hot to watch, and now it would be her.

The cleaning slave who brought her to this chamber motioned to stand up and told her "It's time to go to the breeding bench" and led her out of the room.

Unlike the first breeding chamber, the breeding bench was a rougher space. Master believed breeding was both a gift and an animalistic endeavor, and that both parts of this should be represented in the slaves' experience.

The breeding bench stood in the middle of the room, mirrors on all sides around it. Laney walked towards it, putting her knees up onto the lower benches, feet dangling off the ends, and leaned over it, feeling her ass rise as she mounted the bench. Soon Master would be mounting her, again. She shivered at the thought.

As she leaned over the bench, she felt the cleaning slave strap her legs to the lower benches, and felt her hands being stretched onto a bar for gripping, where they were also secured. Like this, all she could do was wait and receive, her body splayed open, stretched taut, her pussy, still full of Master's come, ready to take yet more.

Master's voice came through the door: "What a beautiful picture you make. So ready for me"

She saw him approach in the mirror, but this time, he walked around to the front and rubbed his already partially hard cock against her lips, prompting her to open. Dutifully she sucked him, preparing him for her. She could feel him hardening in her mouth, becoming harder and harder to contain, especially at this angle, without any hands to help maneuver.

Finally he pulled his cock from her lips and walked around to the back of the bench, taking in the angle of her body. With a slow crank, he spread the lower benches of the breeding bench, and her legs moved further apart, creating space for him between them. Her pussy lips, still swollen from being fucked and now once again filled with her arousal, spread to reveal her opening.

"Are you ready for my cock, slave?" Master asked her, and she responded quickly, "Yes, Master."

"What do good slaves say when they're ready?" Master asked her.

"Please, Master, breed me and fill me with your baby. My pussy is so hot for you"

Master smiled, hearing her pleas. Yes, this one had really taken well to her training.

He grabbed her buttcheeks, holding them apart, taking in this cunt he was about to fill again for a second time. This time, he didn't need to check if she was ready. He moved his right hand around to her clit, swiping it with his fingers, and held his cock to her entrance with his left hand, pushing in to the hilt with one thrust. She cried out, finally experiencing the reason for the breeding bench: he was so deep inside her, and all she could do was take it.

As Master got into a rhythm, pushing his cock deep inside her again and again, grinding against her, he grabbed one of her dangling tits, pinching the nipples between his fingers as he thrust inside her, pulling on it lightly as leverage for the movements of his body.

His other hand creeped back around to her clit, gliding his fingers around, enjoying her failed attempts to gain leverage. Yes, his instincts had served him well with this slave. She was delightfully needy.

Each thrust garnered him a muffled "Ungh!" as she grappled with the intensity of her position. One of his hands moved to circle the star of her anus, so prominently displayed in this position. Still wet from its journey around her clit, his fingers rubbed gently against the opening, providing just a hint of pressure. As he suspected they might, her cries increased. He wondered if maybe they might revisit this breeding bench for a different purpose in the future. But during this window, his cum had only one destination.

Laney looked out, the mirrors reflecting her predicament back to her. Her body, covered in sweat again, dangled and strained against the cuffs holding her down, her back arched in place, her mouth open with wordless sounds coming out of it, her ass sticking up in the air. Her breath caught as Master hit a particularly deep spot, her desire reaching a peak.

Master sensed her arousal growing and moved his fingers back to her clit, shouting at her, "Come for me, my hungry breeding bitch. Show me how much you want my seed. Earn it!"

Laney screamed again as her orgasm tore through her, her desire to please her Master meeting a feeling of helplessness that turned her on more than she had realized it would. Her body tried and failed to buck against the bench, Master's cock inside her and the cuffs preventing the movement it craved.

Feeling her cum surrounding his cock, Master increased his own speed, no longer caring for anything other than filling his slave with his cum. He filled her with deep, intense strokes, almost leaving her body and plunging back in, until finally he grabbed her breasts and held his cock as deep insider her as he could get, his body twitching as he groaned, whispering to her "God you're such a hot little slave, and you're going to be even hotter with your belly swollen with my baby."

Laney shivered in delight. Her first breeding had been everything she had dreamed of. Her body was sore, and she could already tell that when she was released from the breeding bench and brought back to her room, she would need to stretch, but oh was she satiated. And today was just the first day.

She smiled as she felt Master's cock leave her pussy, the angle of the bench ensuring all his seed stayed safe inside her until she completed the waiting period.

She couldn't wait to repeat it all again the next day.