The Breeder 4

The open road stretched on for miles in front of Ophelia. While sometimes the solitude of traveling alone would get to her, but being able to see so many new things made her happy. She fancied herself an explorer of sorts. Ophelia knew it was silly because everywhere she went had been seen by someone else, it was still the first time she had seen it and that filled her with excitement.

Each state Ophelia went to brought a new sense of adventure. The little towns were her favorite to experience. The old buildings were always lovely to see, leaving her with a feeling of being in another time. She would find herself dreaming about what could be up the road or around the corner. She was lost in her thoughts when she saw the blue flashing lights in her rear view mirror.

*Fuck! Just what I need right now.*

Ophelia thought as she pulled over to the side of the road. The officer waited a moment and Ophelia pulled out her license and insurance, keeping an eye out of her rearview mirror for the officer. After several minutes that seemed like hours the officer got out of his car and walked to the passenger side of Ophelia's car. She was a nervous wreck as she rolled down her window. The officer squatted down as he looked around inside her car.

"License and insurance, please," the officer said firmly. "What brings you through here? We don't get a lot of people out of state around these parts," he continued as he looked down at her license.

"I'm just traveling around for my vacation," Ophelia nervously said. "Is there a reason I was pulled over? I don't think I was speeding or anything."

"Oh, your vehicle matches the description of a car involved in some crimes near the area. Let me run your info and you should be back on your way," the officer said with a smile before walking back to his car.

Ophelia breathed a sigh of relief as her nerves eased and all the tension left her body. She waited as the officer sat in his car running her license. As he walked back towards her passenger side, she couldn't help but feel the nervousness return slightly. He squatted down before handing her license and insurance back to her.

"I'm gonna need you to step out of the car, ma'am," he said as he looked her in the eye.

"Why? Is something wrong?" Ophelia asked as her anxiety rose.

"Yes, it looks like your tire has gone flat. I'll help you change it, but put the car in park and get out. It would make it easier to change that way." The officer said as he gave her a reassuring smile.

*Great, the last thing I need is a flat tire!*

Ophelia thought as she stepped out of the car.

"Can you grab the jack out of the trunk?" The officer asked.

"Sure," Ophelia replied, "I'll grab it."

She opened the trunk and was looking around when a hand grabbed her wrist, yanking it behind her. The pain of cold steel as the handcuff tightened around her wrist shot through her for a second before her arm was wrenched behind her. She lost her balance as he grabbed her other wrist and cuffed it behind her back. She cried out in pain as he shoved her into the trunk and quickly shut it on her.

Ophelia began to cry for help as she kicked the side of the trunk.

"Cunt, I swear I'll leave your body in a ditch and make it look like a robbery gone wrong," the officer yelled at her. "I'm on the fucking phone and your shit isn't helping me." Terror gripped Ophelia and she went quiet as the officer continued his phone call. "Look, she is perfect for what we need. She's from out of state and has a nice set of birthing hips," he said before walking away to where she couldn't hear him anymore.

The tears rolled down Ophelia's face as she waited in the dark trunk. She could hear a car pull up and a man begin to speak with the officer. What they were saying was hard to make out, but it wasn't long till one of them got into her car. Soon the engine roared and she could feel the car begin to move. She could only imagine the horrible things that awaited her when the car stopped.

It wasn't long before the car slowed and the engine turned off. Ophelia's heart raced as she heard the car door open. She could hear her heartbeat as the footsteps got closer to the trunk. When it opened she looked up to see a man in overalls looking down at her with a grin.

"You're a nice piece of ass if I ever saw one," he said.

"Let me go!" Ophelia snapped at him.

"Let me go! Let me go!" He mocked her before slapping her across the face and grabbing her by the hair, dragging her out of the trunk. "You think I care what the breeding stock thinks? Stupid slut," he said as he began dragging her away from her car.

Ophelia began to fight against his grip as the gravel and dirt dug into her legs. She saw the headlights of the officer's patrol car pulling up.

"Please! Please, let me go," Ophelia kept pleading as she tried to free herself.

The officer stepped out of his car and began laughing as he saw her being dragged by her hair.

"Just let her go, Floyd," the officer said. "I know what will make her walk inside." He said as he drew his gun and pointed it at Ophelia. "Listen, breeder, you can walk inside, or I'll put one in your kneecap. It makes no difference to me. A wounded breeder can still be bred, " the officer told her in an eerily calm tone.

Ophelia stopped struggling.

"That a girl," the officer said as he helped her to her feet. She felt the gun barrel against her back. "Now walk inside the house, unless you want everything to take place out in the open like the animal you are," he ordered as he pressed the barrel harder into her back.

Ophelia began walking towards the house as tears rolled down her face. The man that dragged her out of the trunk was a few steps ahead and had the door of the house opened before they stepped onto the porch. A sense of dread built in her stomach and the urge to run was growing as they got closer to the door.

*I am never leaving this place.*

Ophelia thought as they neared the door. As if he sensed her thoughts the officer pressed the gun firmly into her back and leaned close to her. She could feel his warm breath against her ear.

"Listen, breeder," he whispered into her ear. "This can be easier if you just wouldn't fight it. We don't want to kill you, but we will if it comes to it. Now be a good breeder and just walk inside."

Ophelia did as he said and started walking into the house. When she entered she noticed the old fireplace in the living room and the outdated furniture inside. Saw two men seated on a sofa eyeing her.

"Here's the new breeder, Ezra," Floyd said.

One of the men got up from the sofa and walked towards Ophelia. His eyes studied her as he stepped closer. She felt chills go through her with the way he was looking at her. Suddenly he grabbed her shirt and pulled it hard. She stumbled forward as she yelped in fright from the sudden action. Ezra chuckled as he drew his knife and cut her shirt down the middle, exposing her breasts. He then pulled down her pants and cut off her panties. He rubbed her pussy for a moment.

"She looks good," Ezra said as he touched her. With a flash of his hand he slapped her breast and pinched her nipple, causing her to sob. "Yeah, she'll be a good breeder," he continued with a smile, wiping a tear from Ophelia's cheek. "You want to use her before you get back to patrolling, Mal?"

"I'll use her mouth," Mal said. "Get the slut primed for you guys."

The men chuckled as Mal grabbed Ophelia by the hair and yanked it hard. The pain was sharp and sudden as he pulled harder and harder the more she stayed on her feet.

"On your knees, cocksleeve," Mal ordered and she quickly dropped to her knees. "Good, breeder, now open your mouth," he continued as he stepped in front of her.

Ophelia saw his hard cock and felt it against her lips. She kept her mouth shut not wanting to suck his cock. Mal put the gun to her head.

"Open your mouth," he ordered sternly.

She opened her mouth and began crying. Mal yanked her mouth onto his cock and began thrusting. He started rubbing her pussy with his boot as she gagged on his dick. She hated that the leather against her clit was beginning to make her wet. The pleasure building inside of her. He pulled her hair tight as he started thrusting faster into her mouth. He kept the gun pressed firmly to the side of her head grinding the tip of his boot harder against her pussy. She could taste the precum leaking from his cock as he groaned with pleasure.

"Fuck your mouth is amazing, breeder," Mal groaned with pleasure before forcing her mouth to the base of his cock and filling it with cum.

Ophelia felt his cock pulsing against her tongue as the warm salty cum filled her mouth. She felt herself becoming more aroused and hated that her body was betraying her. He pulled his cock from her mouth as he holstered his gun. He put his cock away and took his boot from her pussy. He held his boot up for everyone to see and began laughing as he saw the toe of his boot glistening in the light.

"She'll be one hell of a breeder. Look at how soaked she got my boot," Mal boasted. "I'll be back later.

*Why did that turn me on so much? How fucked up am I?*

Ophelia flushed with shame at the thought. Floyd, Ezra, and the other man surrounded her as Mal left the house. When she looked up the men had their cocks out and they were standing over her.

"No more cumming in her mouth tonight boys," Ezra said. "Floyd, since you got her car you can take her cunt first. Jonas and me will keep her mouth busy." Ezra snatched her hair and pulled her up. "On your feet, breeder."

"Yes, Sir," Ophelia replied without thinking as she struggled to get to her feet.

Floyd grabbed her arm and helped her up. They took her to the kitchen and her on the table. Ezra pulled her hair and yanked Ophelia on her back.

"No, it hurts," she cried out as the cuffs dug into her back. "Please, please, please take the cuffs off."

"Maybe if you're a good little breeder for Floyd, I'll take them off for you." Ezra said as he brushed her cheek looking down at her.

"I'll be a good breeder," Ophelia said, shaking her head yes.

Ezra grabbed her arms and pulled her body towards him leaving her head dangling off the table. Floyd grabbed her knees and pulled her legs open. She felt the tip of his cock teasing her wet pussy. A slight moan escaped her lips as the head of his dick slid across her clit. He thrust hard as he shoved his cock deep inside of her. Ezra shoved his cock down her mouth as he grabbed her throat.

Floyd began fucking her hard and fast. Ezra met Floyd's thrusts and they soon found a steady pace. Ezra began choking her as she gagged on his cock. She felt Floyd's fingers pinching her nipples hard and pulling them tight before slapping her tits. The pain was beginning to blur with the pleasure steadily growing deep within her.

Ezra pulled his cock from her mouth and removed his hand from her throat. Jonas quickly shoved his cock into her mouth while she tried to catch her breath. Jonas grabbed her head by her cheeks and began fucking her mouth harder than Ezra. She clenched her body as the tension rose inside of her. She felt Floyd's thrusts more as her pussy clenched around his cock.

"Such a tight little cunt," Floyd groaned with pleasure as his thrusts picked up speed.

Ophelia could feel herself close to the edge as much as she hated it. Each hard thrust from Floyd made her gag more on Jonas' cock. Floyd grabbed both her breasts and gripped them tight as his pace broke, sending her over the edge making her cum and moan against the cock in her mouth. She felt the pulsing of Floyd's cock as he filled her pussy with cum. Floyd soon pulled out of her pussy and Jonas removed his cock from her mouth.

"Roll her over," Ezra ordered. "Let's get those cuffs off the breeder."

They rolled her off the back as the tempest of emotions over what just happened rolled through her. The pain in Ophelia's wrists completely left as they took the cuffs off of her. The defeated feeling from having cum for them took any fight she had out of her.

Jonas grabbed her by the hair and held her head up then shoved his cock back into her mouth. Ezra shoved his cock into her leaking pussy and began thrusting. He gave her ass several hard smacks in time with his thrusts. The stinging mixing with the pleasure from him fucking her.

Ophelia's pussy was more sensitive after the intense orgasm. Jonas grabbed her hair and held her mouth to the base of his cock and stopped thrusting all together. Just leaving her there gagging harder as Ezra fucked her faster. She felt a thumb shove into her ass and it sent her over the edge, making her cum.

"Fuck sooo damn good," Ezra said as he came inside of her. "You'll love this breeder's cunt, Jonas," he said as he pulled his dick from her pussy.

Jonas let go of her hair and walked around the table. She could feel the cum leaking from her pussy and it was turning her on even more.

"Now clean my dick, cocksleeve," Floyd said, pressing his cock to her lips.

Ophelia opened her mouth and began sucking his dick. She could taste herself mixed with his cum. After a few seconds of sucking Floyd's cock he would pull out of her mouth and Ezra would shove his dick in. She felt Jonas' hands firmly grab her thighs and his cock thrust deep inside her pussy. He began fucking her fast and rough as he growled like an animal.

"Just a filthy set of holes made to breed, bitch," Jonas snarled as he fucked her. "That's all you'll ever be good for," he said as he spanked her ass.

Ophelia had never been talked to like that and she hated how much it was turning her own. His words were sending her closer to the brink of cumming more than his animalistic fucking. She could only groan in agreement against the cocks in her mouth.

"Breeding cunt," Jonas growled with pleasure. "Just a fleshlight meant for use!" He snarled loudly as he spanked her ass hard and came deep inside her pussy.

The words, her stinging ass, the third creampie filling her pussy was too much for Ophelia and the most intense orgasm of her life ripped through her. She moaned loudly against the dick in her mouth as she lost herself in the moment. Jonas pulled out of her pussy and she collapsed on the table.

The men picked Ophelia up and carried her to a tiny room with only a mattress on the floor.

"Now if you keep being a good little breeder slut," Ezra said as he put a collar around her neck and leashed her to the wall by it, "We may let you get out of this room sometime. Who knows you might turn into the lead breeder and show the others what they can be if they're good on the farm." He said as the men left the room.

*If this is what being a breeder is, maybe it won't be too bad.*

Ophelia hated herself for the thought, but couldn't help feeling that way. As she drifted off to sleep she kept thinking of how many times they'll make her cum when she woke up.