There was a faint ding as the elevator door slid open. I smiled professionally, greeting you politely as you stepped into the shining lobby of the newly built laboratory.
"Welcome to our human breeding facility." I paused, "with the sudden decrease in couples choosing to have children, this breeding facility has been established with the aim to restore the population to what it once was. In today's tour, I shall introduce you to the operations of our wonderful facility and the stunningly successful results we have had so far." My lines were clearly rehearsed and accompanied with a slight bow. When you didn't say anything, I continued smoothly.
"We shall begin our tour immediately; follow me to the observation halls." I turned on my heel and led the way. There was no hesitance in my step, and you knew I had walked these halls thousands of times.
"Ah! Ah! Oh~! Oh, yes! Fuck, harder-!" You recoiled at the sound of lustful moans as we stopped to look at dozens of subjects copulating on the opposite side of the glass wall in the brightly lit hallway we stood in. You could see the males pounding into the females as hard as they could, pumping their sperm in and refusing to pull out long after they had ejaculated so they could ensure they had properly bred their female. The women arched their backs to the sensation, relishing in the feeling of hot sperm flooding their insides, filling them up to the brim. It looked like a zoo filled with animals.
"We will start by looking at stage two of our wonderful procedure-"
"Why stage two?" You cut me off, eyes glued to a particular couple in an interesting position you had never seen before. The woman looked like she was in pain, but you could clearly tell from the way her hips moved she was ecstatic with each thrust the man inside her gave. Her sex was loose, red, and swollen, a sign that it had been thoroughly used.
"Stage one may be slightly… gruesome to show first." I replied, "And stage three is the pregnancy stage where the females are cared for until they give birth." I raised a brow at you, asking if you had anymore questions. You gave me a sceptical look, but shook your head, returning your attention to the tour.
"As you can see, stage two is full of willing volunteers who, under the success of our program, have been engaging in vigorous sexual intercourse to increase our declining population. The men and women are kept together in this room with no clothes or barriers to prevent impregnation and they enjoy their time together until we are able to confirm the woman is pregnant."
"Ah! Oh, please!" You heard their desperate moans. "Oh, you're so big…" It was as if someone was playing a collection of porn videos from multiple different speakers. Every sigh was mixed with someone else's moan and every grunt was accompanied with another person's needy groan.
Littered here and there you could see areas dedicated to certain kinks. A section was full of women who were bound, receiving whippings that imprinted on their skin as the cocks inside them enjoyed the feeling of their walls clench down each time they were struck. Beside them, there was a section where women were doing the same thing to the men. They would ride the bounded men who moaned and writhed in pleasure whilst being unable to touch the soft breasts that bounced enticingly before them.
You peered at the closest couple to the observation hall from where we stood. The man was slapping the girl's ass as he thrust from behind, degrading her with disgustingly dirty words. Her ass was red and sore. You could see her was skin damp with an accumulation of sweat and cum.
"You're a slut, aren't you? You like my cock, don't you? Yeah, I'm going to fuck you until you can't move and then cum inside. You want to be bred, right? You want my hot cum inside, whore? Squeeze me tighter then!" He smacked her ass again.
In response, the girl just moaned, shaking her head to the words but her pussy was slick and wet where their sexes met. Through the thin glass which separated us from the volunteers, you could hear the vile, wet squishes which made you bite your bottom lip. You watched as the girl shivered and released a loud screech, cumming all over the dick that was violently pounding her insides. Her fingers curled and she was shaking, weak from the intense pleasure he was giving her.
The man continued to pump furiously into her fertile cunt, prolonging the girl's climax and forcing her to scream and curse. She clawed at the ground, looking for something to cling onto as her partner forced her past her limits and into even greater heights of pleasure. The others who were having sex around them didn't even turn their heads to look at the source of the loud, animalistic cries.
Eventually, they both shuddered, and the man collapsed in exhaustion, his cock soft and stained with her love juices. You suspected he had been humping her with his limp dick for a while, just to savour the pleasurable orgasm. The woman however, remained on her fours, panting as thick white cum dripped from her pussy and ran down her thighs in globs. You could see the sheen of cum on her privates, like she had just bathed in a tub full of cum. She still wasn't over her orgasm. The way the lips of her pussy pulsated and her vagina pushed out a bit more of the sperm that it had just milked told you she was still riding out her high.
I tutted, the noise startling you for a second; you had been so engrossed with the performance, you had forgotten I was standing next to you. "He didn't do a very good job," I said.
"What do you mean? He came in her." You were surprised to find your mouth feeling a little dry. You licked your lips - their little show had been arousing.
"Yes, but look at how much cum is escaping her, this lowers the chance of her getting pregnant."
You watched as the woman placed a hand on her belly and it was only then did you realise her stomach looked unnaturally swollen, "isn't she already pregnant though?"
I scrutinised the slight bump at her stomach, "it seems she is, and for almost a few months now, too." You could hear the amusement in my voice, "well, we'll leave her in there for a little while longer before we move her to stage three - she seems to be enjoying herself here anyways."
I turned and walked off, "Now I will introduce stage one to you."
You frowned in response at my quick dismissal but jogged to keep up with my brisk pace. Before you left, you caught a glimpse of another man approaching the pregnant woman. The man's cock was red, hard and angry, eager to find a tight hole to fit in. But, more so than the man's virile dick, it was the lustful look on the woman's face as she easily opened her legs for him that was burned into your mind.
Opening her legs so easily… Just like a good slut would. The thought popped into your mind and you quickly shook your head. What on earth were you thinking?
You slowed to a walk as you caught up to me. As we made our way to stage one, I took the opportunity to give you the information you needed. "Stage one is separated into two parts - the sorting and the breaking." We stopped at a window where rows and rows of girls stood naked. They were vulnerable and exposed, and some covered up their privates with their hands in an attempt to hide themselves and save their dignity. "As an example, I will only show you the female sorting. However, keep in mind that there is also one for males."
You watched as staff members asked the naked women a question before directing them elsewhere. Unlike before, you couldn't hear what the women were saying here. The process was very well organised, almost like robotic programming. Half of the staff measured the subject's hips whilst the other half diligently took notes.
"There had only been one thing lacking since the establishment of the breeding facility." I filled in the silence, "it was willing volunteers." My words made you recoil with shock and your jaw dropped. Willing volunteers? But everyone in stage two had seemed willing, you thought. Too stunned to voice your concerns, you listened to me speak. "These girls are sorted based on their willingness to part take in our… plan to increase the population."
"Where do you get them from?" You whispered.
"You don't need to know," I answered smoothly. "This is where the second part of stage one occurs - the breaking." I travelled further down the hall. The next window we stopped at was similar to stage two. Men and woman were all over each other, doing their best to raise the population again. There were moans, but mainly from the men. There was something not quite right with the way the women were screaming.
"Wait. Is that-?" You observed the women's contorted faces of pain, the way they cried and screamed was filled with humiliation and helplessness. "That's rape!" You shouted. "What the hell are you doing?!" You were shocked by the disgusting scene before you and was even more shocked by my lacklustre response.
"During the sorting, those that are not willing are made to become willing." I responded nonchalantly. "We do this by forcing them to become addicted to pleasure." You frowned; the way I had casually replied made you want to vomit. "The men in this stage are a mixture of the ones who have been sorted into willing volunteers and half of the men who have gone through the breaking phase of stage one, stage two has the other half."
You glared at me, feeling a strong urge to punch me, but a few large sized security guards down the hallway made you hold your fist back. Right now, there was nothing you could do but wait.
You forced yourself to watch the vile scene of women being violated as men forced themselves on them. Yet, for some reason, you felt blood rush to your core as the women screamed violently but still came to the length inside them. Despite their unwillingness, you could see their body was more than willing to accept the pleasure. Their cunts were milking the members, just as well as the cunts from the 'willing' stage had. No, there is nothing arousing about this, you told yourself firmly.
"This is… not right," was the only thing you managed to mutter.
"Maybe they aren't willing in the beginning. But sooner or later, everyone becomes willing." I raised a brow, observing your reaction. You couldn't reply.
Toys were scattered across the floor, coated in bodily fluids from who knows where. Sex toys had been used, discarded, picked up by someone else and used again to ensure the women stayed wet as the men had their way with them. You could tell by the way the women writhed to the vibrators that they felt pleasure, but you swore that deep in their stomachs, they felt powerless and humiliated.
It was an awful cycle, toys were used to make them wet, a cock would then penetrate them and release its semen into their reluctant but fertile womb before a fresh dick would replace the previous one. You could see that some men had become frustrated with the women who were no longer becoming wet. When the vibrators and dildos didn't work, the men would pop open some lubricant, smearing it all over their dicks before forcing into an abused hole.
"The unwilling ones are lathered in aphrodisiacs, making it impossible for their bodies to reject the pleasure. As you can see, they may be screaming, but I assure you, they do enjoy it. The aphrodisiacs help facilitate the breaking stage as our subjects become addicted to the orgasmic feeling of sexual intercourse and become unable to stand any sort of sexual frustration. Eventually, the cravings of the body will win the refusal of the mind." I explained.
There was a particularly loud area where some women had been laid upon breeding chairs, their hips elevated to ensure no seed escaped them. Their limbs were tied down to prevent escape and their mouths were gagged, muffling their screams. You suspected they were the ones that had caused the most trouble with their fighting spirits. The women who were free were those who were nearly broken, or as I so sickeningly called it, those who were almost 'willing volunteers'. They lay with a man between their legs, enjoying the feeling of a dick rubbing against them, preventing them from feeling the awful, needy burn the aphrodisiacs caused.
You turned away. I smiled, knowing that you could no longer stomach the sight. I moved away from the window.
"Of course, woman cannot be the only ones to blame for our decreasing population. After all, the wonderful creation of life requires two parties." I gestured towards a woman who yelled and kicked as sex craved men held their legs open to breed them.
"Once these women have been reduced to nothing but slaves to sexual pleasure, they have completed the breaking phase and half of them are sent to stage two while the other half are brought here." Further up, you could see a separate room. This one had the same noises of sex echoing within in and you grimaced as you looked in.
"These men are the ones who were sorted into the unwilling category. They are broken by sex addicted females who have gone through the breaking phase or those who were sorted into willing volunteers. It may be confusing, but in essence, those who are unwilling are fucked until they're willing."
Men were tied to chairs, unable to move as women rode their dicks, arching their backs and shaking their ass, grinding on the helpless men's lengths. The men weren't able to hold out for long to their experienced cunts and every few minutes, you'd see a man shudder and shoot his load into the warm wet flesh that craved to be bred. You could tell from the duration of their orgasm the men had been forced to multiple orgasms already, but the greedy women didn't stop.
Just like with the unwilling women, each ejaculation was followed up with the replacement of a different cunt from another woman who had been eagerly waiting for her turn.
You could see a corner where a woman was brandishing a vibrator, pressing it up against a man's balls. The man twisted and cried out. She was no doubt putting too much pressure and hurting him and yet, you watched with fascination as his soft, flaccid penis slowly grew, red and raw from all the fucking, but ready for another round nevertheless. The woman spat on his cock, her saliva running down as she sat on his lap, pressing his length against her wet folds. Her tongue flicked across his nipple and she toyed with the buds as she grinded herself back and forth. The chair rocked violently as she moved. The man pleaded to her, but she expertly sealed his lips with her own. You wondered how long they would repeat this before his cock simply would not be able to stand anymore.
It was horrible and sick, but the way they would reach their climaxes with primal screams and blissful shivers made slick pool in your core.
"Let us move on." I broke you out of your thoughts. You were appalled to feel a stab of reluctance to tear your eyes away from the show.
"Why can't you just use artificial insemination or something? Why does it have to be this way?" You swallowed the thick lump in your throat, taking quick steps to keep up with me. As you moved, you felt your thighs rub against each other, a painful reminder that you desired the sweet burn of friction between your legs.
"Why?" I paused to think, "Well, because, that's just not as fun, is it?" I laughed, "our volunteers enjoy themselves, especially when they reach stage two." I smiled widely.
Psycho. Sadist. Disgusting. Corrupt.
You turned to look at the next place I had brought you to. Women with bulging bellies were surrounded by staff members. Some were being wiped down with towels and others were being massaged to reduce sore muscles. All the women were nicely groomed; their hair was washed and combed. Various foods were also being served to match their sudden cravings.
It seemed like a nice comfortable atmosphere, if you hadn't just witnessed the heartless process these women had went through to get to this stage. The women had been bred and were now waiting to give birth. You wouldn't be surprised if they threw the women back into stage two immediately after they cut the umbilical cord.
"Stage three, pregnancy stage?" You commented, not even waiting for me to explain.
"Yes." We watched for a while longer before making our way back. When we reached the elevator, you let out a sigh of relief. You wanted to get out as quickly as possible and report this whole 'breeding facility' to the police. You called the elevator and stepped into it.
"Thank you for your time. I hope you enjoyed your tour at our breeding facility." I waved. Once the doors closed and you felt yourself ascending, you felt all the tension release from your body.
"Yeah, fuck you." You muttered under your breath with a heavy sigh. Then, a jingle of a P.A. system played. Your heart dropped when you heard my voice.
"Judging from your reaction to our breeding facility, I have taken initiative to categorise you into the unwilling. I eagerly wait for the day you cooperate with us!" You heard me say happily.
The floor beneath you gave way and you screamed as you dropped down some kind of chute, darkness swallowing you as your stomach lurched uncomfortably. You landed hard on the floor with a loud exclamation, skidding across the floor slightly. You looked up and inhaled sharply. Men fucking women who were screaming - stage one, the breaking phase.
A few men turned their attention to you, curious and tired of the loose holes they were fucking. "There's a fresh one! She's even still got clothes on!" One called.
"Fresh meat? Hell yeah!" Soon, men swarmed you, causing you to scramble to your feet and yell at them to stay back. With coordination, they held you down, pinning you to the ground as they tore your clothes off, ripping them to small shreds that no longer concealed your body. They exposed you breasts first, then travelled south to rip away your panties. The men holding your legs pulled them apart, revealing the part they were most interested in; your tight little pussy that needed a penis to ravage it until it was loose.
"Me first!" A man claimed, quickly sliding himself between your legs. There were a few protests from the others, but he ignored them.
"No, no! Get away from me! Get away-" You felt the round blunt head of his sex slide against the slit of your entrance. Tears sprang to your eyes and you were reduced to a stuttering mess as you told them to leave you alone. Your walls gave a small squeeze. Another man cupped your breasts, toying with your nipples. He laughed at the way the small buds slowly grew hard and sensitive under his touch. Another tapped his dick on your lips, eager to get a feel of your warm mouth. No one came to help you as the man at your entrance began to tease your hole, dipping into your warm flesh with excitement.
"Hey, this will be easy!" He chuckled with delight, gripping your hips tightly, "I mean, you're already nice and wet!!" And with that, he impaled you in one full thrust, making you cry out.
"Ah-! Aaaah-" your slit was spread by the head of a hot, hard penis entering your cavern. The sensation made you sigh as the length penetrated your insides until the hilt of the man's member was as close to you as possible. You couldn't escape the intrusion, not when you were strapped to a breeding chair with your legs spread and hips elevated to optimise fertilisation. You registered a feeling of dull soreness in your core as the man began to thrust.
How long had you been here for? You didn't know anymore. Unlike the other girls screaming nearby, you hadn't been gagged; the men had taken a liking in your soft whimpers of pain and reluctant moans. They especially loved it when you begged for more to remedy the needy burn caused by the aphrodisiacs.
Your cunt felt dirty. Used. You felt like a personal fleshlight for the men. Your pussy was raw and had grown red and swollen from their crazed poundings. Luckily, the man currently inside you was tired and his thrusts were weak. They were slower, as if to savour the pleasure of warm flesh against flesh. You whined and whimpered softly at each thrust, hating the way your sex relished in the sensation of being filled; it didn't seem to matter that you were being raped, just the fact that you were feeling pleasure was enough to satisfy your womanhood. Each approving squeeze your cunt gave against your will was like injecting a shot of pure humiliation into your system.
Your initial impression of the facility was that it was just a crazy zoo of animals fucking, but over the past few days, you had realised that the facility was much more calculative than you had expected. During the times where the men were far too tired to continue forcibly impregnating you, staff members would enter and lather you with an assortment of sticky creams and cooling gels, all of which had aphrodisiacs effects. As you squirmed against the urgent desire to be filled like a bitch in heat, they would secure vibrators on your erogenous zones, never giving you a break from the intoxicating pleasure your body had become accustomed to. You could slowly feel yourself becoming addicted to sex and pleasure. The staff members that entered were mainly men, to ensure they weren't targeted by the male 'volunteers', and sometimes, when they were horny enough, the staff members would have their way with you too.
"Ah fuck," The man inside you grabbed a fistful of your breasts, rubbing your nipples between his fingers. "I'm going to fucking get you pregnant." He gave a tired growl as he attempted to pound himself into your flesh harder.
"Mhm-!" You bit your lip to muffle your moans as his thrusts began to hurt. While your womanhood was in pain, your nipples were sensitive and happy to receive his touch, making you hate yourself just a little bit more. "Ngg… S-sto- Oh!" You felt something warm and watery gush into you; a pathetic dribble of cum which was the result of the man cumming far too many times. Your body was shaking with delight, adoring the flood of warmth he left deep inside your womb, but before the man even had time to soften, another man pulled him out of you, pushing him aside without a care. The next dick rested against your pussy, but before you were penetrated again, the man released a dissatisfied noise.
"Why are you so dry?" He asked. You saw him yank a vibrator out of the girl writhing in the breeding chair next to you and press the toy against your clit. You felt the other girl's warm wet arousal on your privates. You shuddered with disgust of having to share a sex toy with a stranger, but there was nothing you could do about it.
"Ohh, fuck… No, stop-" You choked and arched your back as far as you could whilst he made sure you couldn't shy away from the pleasure. Your sensitive nerves sang to the stimulation, causing blood to rush to your vagina and juices to pool at your entrance. Your mind said no, but your body was telling you it was time for sex.
"There we go, good girl," the man praised. "This is what I like to see," he said, rubbing his finger all over your entrance to gather your juices. As a precaution, he spread your folds and spat, and you could feel his warm saliva leaking into your hole. You whimpered helplessly. Satisfied with the lubrication, the man finally decided to enter you. His cock pushed its way in, exploring your abused, but excitedly pulsating womanhood. He fit snug in you, like as if his dick was shaped specifically for your vagina. You knew you shouldn't admit it, but you felt incredibly good.
"I-I hope you like sloppy seconds, cuck." You seethed weakly, although it didn't come out as aggressive as you had wished.
"Don't make me gag you, bitch." He slapped your ass and you cried out. "You're not that scary when you're stuffed with dick," he replied. When he moved, you instantly threw your head back and moaned loudly.
What the fuck? His cock was touching you in all the right places. It felt so good, you found yourself begging for him to stop because your senses were being overwhelmed, but in response, the man pressed the vibrating toy against you harder.
Everything was just too much, the vibrations on your clit felt amazing, and the angle he was hitting you was stirring your insides. He was no doubt colliding into your sweet spot, and it was driving you mad.
"No! Really, stop," you screamed, "it feels… I feel-" You didn't know how to explain the euphoric sensation, but the man forced the pleasure to build up higher and higher, refusing to pause at your request. You suddenly felt a strong urge to relieve yourself. "No, I can't! I just can't!" Screaming, you begged him to stop even harder. You tugged at your restraints as you cried, getting closer and closer to a high you had never experienced before. You were scared, but he didn't give you an option.
"No… No, oh no, please…" You moaned, your breasts bouncing to the rhythm of his thrusts. You gasped breathlessly for air until suddenly, a strong wave of raw bliss hit you, spreading from your core to your whole body. "AAAH!! NO!" You felt a wave of arousal flood your privates as you came, feeling pure relief and ecstasy at the same time. Your eyes shut by themselves and you rode out your orgasm squealing and moaning.
Your screams managed to attract a couple of other males as they enjoyed the scene of you losing yourself in pleasure and squirting everywhere. You heard a few men cheering as tears slid down your cheeks and you panted desperately to the intense climax, all the tension leaving your body.
Shuddering, you felt cum spilling into you. Hot, white cum flooded your cunt, making your body forget about the pitiful watery semen from the previous man. The dick kept spurting its fertile seeds into you and to your horror, something in you snapped and you caught yourself wishing to be bred by this particular man. His strong thrusts and thick seeds would surely promise you a child. Your cavern gave him a squeeze.
You could get used to this feeling, you thought, licking your lips. The moment that man had let himself loose and ejaculated into your fertile cunt was amazing. You relished at the thought of being impregnated. As he pulled out, you lifted your hips up, trying to prevent any leakage. A few drops dribbled out of your loose pussy lips, quickly turning cold in the absence of your heat, but you managed to keep most of it in. You felt fulfilled. Enjoying the post-orgasm tingle in your stomach, you fell back, panting against the breeding chair you had been strapped to.
"Oh please," you panted, hands reaching up as far as they could go with its restraints and grabbing thin air, "please fuck me more…" Exhausted, you shut your eyes, satisfied with the new you, whose womb would take the seeds of any hard dick.
Even in your sleep, you couldn't escape the endless, rough sex.
You felt hot hands rubbing against your slit, caressing your walls against your will. Subconsciously, you knew there was a man between your legs but instead of waking up to fight him off, you drifted deeper into darkness, letting him have his way with you.
After all, having something inside would relieve the burn of the drugs, wouldn't it? It would be better to feel good than not, you rationalised, feeling your pussy clench down happily on the length inside you. Your mind felt the same, delighted to receive the now familiar feeling of having your walls stretched. You couldn't do anything but accept the cock forcing its way in to kiss your cervix, not when sleep pulled you so far away from reality. Not like you wanted to do anything to prevent the intrusion if you were awake. You could feel a strong desire growing. A dangerous, hungry need to be bred like livestock was taking over your mind, and it was quickly becoming what you truly wanted.
The man took you as he pleased, with no regard to your battered and abused hole that had been violated many times. You moaned in your sleep, enjoying the movement of his cock going in and out, and in and out. It was somewhat... calming.
Eventually, you felt a sense of emptiness when the man between your legs left his mark in your sex and sought another girl to satisfy him. You almost felt lonely, but a few minutes later, you felt the familiar rub of a staff member's latex gloves against your vagina, massaging that special cream all over your vulva and up your hole. They molested your body, fingering your vagina and assaulting your clit and nipples with their hot tongue. Your pussy rewarded each touch with a wanton squeeze. You heard the staff member chuckle and whisper in your ear how much of a dirty girl you were before he filled your loose core with a vibrating dildo and slapped your ass. You moaned in reply.
The next time you woke up, you were free from your restraints, arms and legs spread across the dirty cum stained floor. The dildo was missing but you had a man thrusting his length into you instead.
"Mhm! H-hold on, let me rest!" Your voice was more of a small croak.
"Oh, awake, are we?" The man picked up your legs and pushed them against the sides of your head so he could penetrate further. You felt him dig deep, to places that weren't used to being touched and that's when you realised, from the shape of his penis, that this was the man that had you squirting everywhere last time.
"Ahhh!" You cried out. The curve of his dick was pressing up wonderfully against you, his length was digging nice and deep, making you sigh with undeniable bliss.
"Come on, you're that little slut that loved my cock aren't you?" He grinned, "Show me how much of a good girl you are."
He thrust in and you gasped, "oh!" His dick was just too good; you could no longer refuse him.
"Oh, oh, yes, mnh! Ng-" You moaned for him, clinging onto his arms like a baby as he slammed into you again and again. You opened your legs a little wider, unsure if you had done it willingly or not. He dug deeper, and you cried with pain when he hit your cervix, and yet, everything just felt so good.
The feel of his raw flesh moving against you made you dizzy with pleasure. His cock took care of everything and soon, you were cumming all over his dick like never before.
The man grunted above you, somehow keeping his erection for a few more pumps before he finally came as well. Semen spurt from the tip of his twitching penis and your sex milked him, trying to capture every drop that leaked out of his dick. He seemed to enjoy your pussy, encouraging you to beg for him to stay with you and fuck you more.
"Please, I want your cock," you rocked your hips sensually, "I want you to breed me." You bit your lip, eyes clouding over with lust. He must've been aroused by the way you pressed your hips flush against his, because that was when he picked you up with your back to him and pushed you against the glass separating the room from the observatory hall. Your breasts were pushed up against the glass, nipples turning hard from its cool temperature. The sudden chill didn't bother you, not when you were so hot down there. The palms of your hands pressed up against the window, uncomfortable with the lack of things to grasp onto. On the opposite side of the glass, there was an ongoing tour. Multiple pairs of eyes stared at you, watching you scream for more. Instead of feeling shame, you enjoyed the attention. With each thrust, your breasts bounced, and your pussy clenched. You grinned, you were going to scream loud enough to make them feel jealous of you.
Then, as you searched through the crowd for the jealous eyes you once had when you were in their exact position, your eyes landed on a familiar face. You recognised me instantly. The hot pleasure in your core turned to ice cold disgust as you remembered where you were. Seeing my face made anger flare inside you, reminding you why you were here in the first place. You pounded your fist on the glass, yelling every curse you could think of. You threatened to break the glass that separated us and throw me to the restless horny dogs. You wanted me to suffer the same fate you had, to be forced to take dick after dick and have men laugh when I pleaded, and to have my ass slapped raw until I submitted. You knew where you'd be as you watched them degrade me; you'd be right next to them, laughing along. You wanted to see my arrogant face breakdown from the intense humiliation you would put me through.
"Enjoying that dick, are we?" I replied calmly. When you felt the cock inside you drive straight into your tender flesh, you cried out.
"F-fuck you!" You cussed, anger seething from your voice. You hated the way my eyebrow cocked slightly.
"You're not that scary when you're stuffed with dick." I replied, the sentence sounding vaguely familiar to your ears. Tears of frustration blurred your vision; you didn't have anything else to say but to repeat the curses you had already thrown at me.
"Fuck you- Ah!" The man behind you dropped you onto his dick. You felt the tip of his dick twitch inside you. His thrusts still as powerful as his first ones. And just like that, all your hatred became your second priority.
"I'm cumming!" The man growled, pushing you up against the wall even harder. You wanted his seeds in you.
"Oh, oh! I'm… I'm cumming too-!" The force of his thrust caused the seeds to shoot up into your womb, but gravity slowly brought the thick liquid down. It rolled out of you, down his shaft and to his balls before dripping down to the floor. The man tossed you to the ground and you landed hard. Scrambling to your knees, you caught him before he could breed another woman; you knew it was selfish, but you wanted his potent sperm all to yourself. You licked the cum off his balls and cleaned his dick with your tongue.
"I'll be a good cum dump, so please, just breed me." You looked up to him with wide eyes as he moaned. The man chuckled, grabbed your hair, and started to face fuck you. His cock tasted horrible; a mix of his cum, your own arousal and other thing which you didn't really want to think about. You felt your pussy lubricating itself nonetheless.
"There's no cock I want but yours," you said, voice muffled by the large girth between your lips. You closed your eyes as he used your mouth.
From the other side of the glass, I smiled; you had made so much progress in such little time. I looked at your stomach, it didn't show any signs of pregnancy yet, but there was no doubt it would soon. I turned to a man standing next to me, wearing a lab coat. "Transfer that woman and the man to stage two tonight." The man nodded, leaving to make the necessary preparations.
Now, you were just another fertile womb in the breeding facility.