I tightened the leather strap as the woman beneath me whimpered, her bare chest rising and falling rapidly. She was naked and spread below me, petrified but not moving. She knew the law.
"Hush, you don't want to move whilst he is in a frenzy, it will only end with you being ripped." I murmured to her.
I tried to comfort them all, I knew this would be a hard experience for her but it was necessary. With the human race dwindling as birth rates fell it had been found that only a select number of males were able to reproduce. The males that could impregnate had taken on a different form, they'd become larger but also rougher, less able to deal with the niceties of society. They were almost feral and as such had been dubbed "bulls". A side effect of selective breeding I suppose. It had been passed in law that all females over 18 up to 34 would be mated every five years to ensure the continuation of the human race. The women would be mated multiple times in their breeding year until they feel pregnant or their year ended. Women who fell pregnant would be well taken care of within the system and could choose at the end to raise the child themselves or place it within the communal nursery. Birth rates had risen but there were often protests around the forced breeding, usually from those who hadn't fallen pregnant quickly and had been brought to the breeding room again and again in their two week ovulation window. Those women were often barely able to walk. Their cunts were bright red, battered, bruised and swollen. If a woman got to nine months without falling pregnant the attendants would start bringing her twice a day to be bred by different bulls.
My heels clacked on the stark white floor as I moved to the woman's legs and drew her knees up to her chest and out, securing them to the breeding chair as I had her arms and neck. It was her first time in the breeding chair and she trembled with nerves. The lips of her vulva spread slightly, the pink red peaking through. The strong scent of pre-ovulation wafted towards me, strange that working in the breeding centre meant I was now able to smell when women were approaching ovulation. Dark hair curled between her legs and I retrieved the razor and lathered her with soap. I slid the blade along her pussy lips and asshole, leaving the curls on her mound. It would help the male to enter her, but would also enable us to more easily view if the mating had been successful. I wiped the lather and hair away with a towel parting the lips and exposing her soft, freshly naked cunt to the cold air.
"Please stop" she whispered.
I took a speculum and spread her lips apart again placing the cold metal at her entrance. She shuddered and I slid it into her opening it wide and working the screw so that it remained open allowing me an unobstructed view of her cervix. Some women tried to block their cervix with homemade birth control in the hope that we wouldn't check. We always checked. I took a thin metal rod and placed it at the entrance of her cervix and pushed inside ensuring there was nothing blocking it that I was unable to see. She shuddered again and yelped as it slid into her. I kept it in for a moment and watched it move as she panted with pain. I slid it out again.
"Good girl, I'm glad you've not tried anything, no false hope."
I looked up to see tears streaming down her face as she nodded glumly.
"It'll be ok, like 20 minutes and it's done. Plus we're here to help if he gets out of hand. You'll be alright." I tried again, patting her leg.
I withdrew the speculum slowly, watching as her lips slid back around her pink flesh. I selected a metal anal plug from the tray and added lube. I placed the point on her asshole and pushed firmly in. She let out a shriek as it popped inside her, the base sitting snugly against her skin. I could see her clenching and unclenching her asshole, trying to adjust to the intrusion. Her dark nipples were tight, the cold of the room and metal getting to her.
"Just a precaution to stop him going for the wrong hole" I reassured, "you don't want him going hell for leather in there, it would hurt and we would still have to mate him properly. Now, would you like me to stimulate you or would you like to just get on with this?"
"S...stimulate?" she whispered, brown eyes wide.
"Yes, touch you. It helps prepare you for the mating, you don't have to but it may help loosen you up, make it less painful."
She nodded quickly once. I placed my hand over her vulva, warming it with my palm. It was so soft from the recent shave. I slowly began to move my fingers in a circle, pressing slightly, warming her and watching her lips move under my touch. I saw her legs relax a little as I did so, slowly rubbing her closed lips over the spot her clit was hiding. I stayed for a moment, rubbing and warming gently until I noticed her lips beginning to become engorged, her clit peeking out. I ran my finger the length of her, clit to slit and watched as she breathed a sigh of longing. I ran my finger down her again, brushing her clit as I passed and she opened more to me. I spread her lips apart and placed a finger either side of her clit and rubbed in small circles, moving it without touching it directly. She moaned lightly, her hips trying to move up to meet my hand. She was fully engorged now, bright pink and slick wetness forming in her slit. I slipped my thumb into her entrance, stretching her whilst I used my other hand to stimulate her clir. She was open and ready. I pressed one of the hidden buttons on the console, it let the trainers know to be prepared to bring out the bull. There was a second button on the table which could open the bulls door but it was rarely used, mostly the attendants stayed in the observation room whilst the bulls were in.