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Join the breeding centers! We need YOU to help tame and maintain happy, healthy, fertile females!
*Adults only. College education required.*
I’d always been curious about what actually happened in the breeding centers. Women seemed scared of them, but they couldn’t be that bad; the government-run facilities specifically existed to take care of pregnant women. It sounded like a great place.
Parking in front of a tall, bland building, I joined a line of a few dozen men, nodding in greeting. No women were signing up. Too bad — maybe if they worked here, they wouldn’t be so frightened.
In front of me, a few guys chatted.
“I hear we get to fuck cunts until their minds break.”
“Yeah, as many pussies as we want, any time, every day.”
“A buddy of mine said the best level is Reformed. Those females fall all over you.”
Personally, I preferred a woman with a little fire in her. If I wanted easy pussy, I’d just adopt a rescue female.
The line started moving. We walked through a long hall that opened into a bright lobby. A lone woman who appeared to be in her mid-twenties waited for us. She had a big smile on her face, even bigger tits barely constrained by a short shirt, and a skirt that barely covered her pussy. By the way her nipples were poking out, I’d bet she didn’t have panties on.
I wasn’t the only guy eyeing the slut, wondering what she was doing. On top of her large breasts sat a badge. Maybe she worked here?
When all the men filed in, she waved, her tits bouncing. “Hello! Welcome to the Southern Territory Breeding Centers! I’m Lucy, and I’ll be your guide!”
She did work here. Was this place run by sluts? It would make sense, but it still sounded weird. I glanced at the other guys, many of whom shared my skeptical look. Men didn’t answer to women. That’s just not how things worked.
“I’m so happy to see you all! Let’s get started, shall we?”
She turned, her rounded ass cheeks peeking out beneath her skirt. It was impossible to respect a female who dressed like this. A few of us whistled as her hips swayed. I stared at her ass. She had to be an assistant or secretary or something. Probably spent most of her time on her knees. Yeah, that seemed more likely.
Entering a large elevator, we headed down. Apparently, the upper floors were all offices, and the breeding facilities were underground. The men standing around our guide openly ogled her tits and ass. I maneuvered myself closer as we exited the elevator.
A glance at our surroundings made me pause.
Tall windows lined both sides of a long hallway. Behind the glass, rows and rows of women were chained to poles by collars. Naked women. It was like a warehouse, but instead of boxes of furniture or food, there were just… women.
And the men fucking them.
The chains had a bit of length to them, letting the women bend down and kneel. More than one female had a cock in her face hole as well as her pussy, sucking and fucking with unashamed enthusiasm. It was refreshing to see all these women acting so true to their biological selves.
As we all admired the scene, our guide extended both arms and beamed, “This is the Reformed level! All the females you see are almost ready to be released to the world! Each female is assigned a spot, and every row is marked with a date. If they behave until that day and manage not to get pregnant, they’ll be given a second chance at life! Isn’t that amazing?”
Not really paying attention, I glanced at our guide. Her tits bounced as she spoke and gestured. On a hunch, I reached out and grabbed a tit. Nice and soft. Her shirt was barely there.
She started a little, but her bright smile stayed in place. “Thank you, sir!”
The other guys stared as I squeezed her boob. A few moved closer.
“If it’s so great, why aren’t you down there?” I asked.
“Oh, I will be! Someone has to help you all settle in. But right after we’re finished, my place is over there, in the corner. See the empty spot? That’s mine!” She pointed proudly at the edge of a wall near a door. “I only have a month left! I’m so grateful to be here!”
A month, huh? I made a mental note to visit later. For now, I yanked down her shirt and smirked at her bare tits. She didn’t put them away as we moved on. I’d never met such a well-trained fuck doll before. These centers really were fantastic for women. If all females behaved properly, the world would be so much nicer to them.
“Here we have the Training level!”
Down two floors was a similar hallway. More of the guys crowded our guide, groping her as she talked.
“The females in these rooms have been here long enough to — oh, thank you, sir — long enough to understand that they need help! Many are pregnant and — oh, thank you so much, sir!” She squeaked as someone pinched her nipples. Clearing her throat, she continued, “It’s healthy for the impregnated females to remain in service!”
Some of these women were strapped over stools, balanced on their stomachs, their arms and legs tied together. In this position, their holes were at a convenient height for the men pounding into them. The obviously pregnant females were strung up in the other direction, hanging from the ceiling with chains attached to their arms and legs — and their holes still accessible.
There were so many women. I could see why the facility needed more employees. Adjusting my pants, I glanced at our guide, wondering if we were allowed in any of these rooms. One female wasn’t enough for all of us.
We returned to the elevator, our slut murmuring and squealing as we surrounded her. As I thought, she wasn’t wearing panties. I got to finger her wet little cunt for a few seconds, but we only went down two floors, and the elevator doors soon opened.
She squirmed out of our grasp. “Welcome to Entry level! This is where new— Oh… oh, my. I’m so sorry, it looks like something’s wrong…”
Red lights blinked in the corners. A low alarm blared repeatedly. The windows were darkened.
Someone approached from the other end of the hall.
The newcomer wore a suit. He frowned at our guide’s exposed tits. “Are these the new employees?”
“Yes, sir—”
“Fantastic. Get back to your place, cunt.”
“Yes, sir.”
She wiggled her way between us, gathering slaps and squeezes.
The man interrupted her “thank you”s. “My name is David. Welcome to your trial day. Pass and you’re hired. Simple as that.”
We gave him our full attention.
He turned and led us down the hall. “There’s been a malfunction. We need you to catch some bitches.” He coughed. “Excuse me — help rescue some lost females. Some of ‘em might resist. Don’t be afraid to fuck it out of ‘em. This is a breeding center, after all!” Glancing over his shoulder, he winked and grabbed his crotch. We laughed.
Finally. I was afraid the guide was just teasing us, showing us all those naked females. At the end of the hall was another door. David pressed a button. The door opened.
“Oh,” he added as he waved us through. “Some of the bitches are pretty whiny. Grab a few gags, if you want. They also serve as trackers.”
Right past the door was a bin full of ball gags. I tucked a few into my pockets.
As the door closed behind us, David gave a few more instructions. “Split up. Not all the cunts escaped, but there are plenty for all of you. We expect at least two females each. Bring ‘em back to one of these rooms.” He stuck a thumb out at the doors to either side of us. “Alright, good luck!”
I strode off to the right. Above the low alarm, I could hear wailing and moaning. It sounded closer around this corner.
The place looked like a prison with cells lining long hallways. Most of them were empty, the doors open, lights blinking rapidly above each door. A malfunction, David had said. What a mess.
I almost walked right past my first female. She cowered in a corner of an open cell, hidden in the dark. I might’ve missed her if she hadn’t sniffled. It was like she wanted my attention.
First, I tested the door. It would probably close, might even lock. But that wasn’t the assignment.
Inside the cell was a small bed set against a wall. I stalked up to the pleasantly naked female and grabbed her. She didn’t react until my hand curled on her arm.
“Gary? No. You’re not… Don’t touch me! Please!” she whimpered as I tossed her onto the bed.
Chuckling, I ignored her. She was whiny, just like David said. It didn’t bother me. After the tour, I needed to fuck a cunt.
She landed on her side and flailed her arms, swatting at me like I was a fly. Pathetic. I climbed on top of her. With a firm nudge between her legs, I planted my pelvis at her crotch, getting some pressure on my cock. She squeaked as I yanked her arms above her head. I noticed some cuffs on the bed frame. Nice. Slapping her wrists into them, I worked on my belt.
She began to cry. “I’m married! Please, sir! My husband doesn’t know I’m here. He’ll come for me, I know he will! Please, just listen to me!”
I unzipped my pants and snorted. “The centers don’t make mistakes like that. Sorry, honey. He knows.” Everyone knew the breeding centers kept perfect records. Desperate cunts always thought they were an exception to the rules.
Smirking, I stroked my cock. “The best thing you can do now is cooperate. But then, you wouldn’t be here if you were a good girl, would you?”
I lined myself up as she squirmed beneath me. The tip of my shaft rubbed her little hole, sliding easily up and down her drenched folds. Naturally, her pussy was wet. All this whining and her body was practically begging me to fuck her. She could have just asked. I’d never understand women.
And she was still complaining. “It’s not my fault! I didn’t mean to! I want to be good, I swear! Ah! No! Stop! Please! Please, I’ll do better! Ah! I’m sorry! Ohh…”
I sank my cock into her tight tunnel and groaned with her. “Fuck, you feel good. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You’re so damn wet. Don’t know what you’re whining about. Fuck…”
“No, no, I don’t want… no…” she whimpered as I pulled out and thrust back in. Her hot inner walls squeezed my shaft because her pussy couldn’t lie. She loved getting fucked. Maybe her husband got tired of her lies. Whatever the reason, she was in the breeding centers, wrapped around my cock, and I was happy to take advantage of the situation.
The bed squeaked as I took hold of her hips and pounded into her harder. She’d stopped crying, though her face was still pinched and she bit her lip like she was trying not to moan. Chuckling, I thrust faster, in and out, deep and thorough. Her dripping pussy told me everything I needed to know.
She whimpered, “no, no, no,” but her pussy said, “yes, fuck me, yes!”
Obviously, I listened to her cunt. I always paid attention to a woman’s body. For instance, her squirming felt a lot like humping, like her hips were meeting my thrusts as her pussy clamped down as hard as she could on my cock. I grinned.
“You’re a dumb slut,” I taunted as I plunged in and out of her fuck hole. “Come on, say it. You’re a dumb slut and you deserve this. You’ll feel better when you admit the truth.”
She moaned and gasped, her legs spreading wider and lifting up beside my pelvis, but she refused to stop whining. Fuck the resistance out of ‘em, David had said. I fucked her harder.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! No, stop, I can’t—! Ahh! Noooo!” she squealed, her head shaking back and forth. But her cunt was tighter than ever. Her inner walls fluttered, squeezing and squeezing as she wailed and moaned. She seemed almost in pain, almost as if—
Oh. I laughed. The dumb slut was cumming. She was cumming on my cock, getting off on being fucked by a man she’d never met while begging him to stop. For a few seconds, she looked like she was in absolute bliss with my cock in her twitching cunt, mindlessly enjoying my hard and fast thrusts through her pulsing inner muscles. If only she admitted how much she liked a man between her legs. That must be her problem, why she was here. Stupid female.
“Good girl, cumming for me like that,” I teased. “That must’ve felt so good, huh? Just take it, baby. Accept your reality.” Ramming deep inside her, I felt her pussy clench spasmodically again.
“No… no, please… mmm…” she whimpered and twitched, but her orgasm had taken the fight out of her. For every little shake of her head, she moaned out her unmistakable pleasure.
“Yeah,” I panted. “Fuck, you feel good. Wet and tight and cute. You’re just a sweet little fuck doll, aren’t you?” I chuckled as she denied, denied, denied. At the same time, her hips rolled and bucked with me. I wondered if she knew what she was doing.
As nice as her pussy felt, I had to hurry this up. This job was too good to throw away for one cunt. Sure, I only needed to catch two females, but why be an underachiever? I wanted a close look at the stock, see what kind of females I’d be working with.
Grabbing her bouncing tits, I smirked as she winced. “Time to fill your womb, baby. I hope we get lucky.” My eyes drifted to her flat stomach. It wouldn’t stay flat for long in this place. I thrust faster as I imagined the swell of her belly. Come to think of it, the college education requirement made sense. Couldn’t breed a bunch of dumb babies.
She gasped. “Please! Please, sir, please pull out! You… nngh… you’re right, I’m a cunt and-and I deserve, ohh, I deserve this, but please don’t cum inside me!”
A spike of pleasure hit my brain. I leaned down and slammed my cock into the back of her tunnel. “Baby, say it again. Say you’re my little slut.”
She cried out, “I’m your slut! I’m your whore! I’m your fuck toy! Please, please don’t cum in my pussy! Please don’t knock me up! Ah! Ah!”
“Oh, fuck, yes! Yeah, you stupid cum dump! Ungh! Ungh! Fuck! I’m cumming in your hot little cunt! I’m gonna put a baby in your belly!” I groaned and panted right in her face as my balls tightened and my cock jerked. Pleasure shot up my spine as I spurted deep into her sweet pussy.
“Ah! Nngh… you… ohh… ohh my God,” she moaned as her hot cunt clutched desperately all around my shaft. “Mmm… ohh… fuck… fuck, no, please, mmm…”
Her pleasure was obvious despite her refusal to give in. I ground my pelvis against her mound, savoring her soaked cunt. “Yeah, baby, yeah, you took it like such a good girl. Good girl.”
A shaky smile appeared on her lips. It didn’t last long, disappearing as I pinched her nipples, pulled out of her dripping hole, and zipped my pants back up.
Giving her lovely body an appreciative glance, I examined her cuffs, then the room. There was a button labeled ‘unlock’ by the door. Oh good. Taking her back might’ve been a problem. I’d been a bit too busy to consider that.
I tugged her off the bed. She was limp and weak as I shoved her down the hall. No problem at all. This job seemed easy. Someone took her from me at the designated spot, and I meandered off again.
This place was huge. Shrieks and moans echoed in the halls. Light slapping footsteps caught my attention. I hurried.
Down a narrow hallway, a nude, tall blonde glanced over her shoulder. I was distracted by her bubbly ass for a moment. She spotted me and stumbled.
I dashed forward.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! No, not again!” she shouted as I grabbed her waist. “Let go of me, you bastard! Get away from me!” She pried at my fingers and scrambled to escape my grasp.
Feisty. The dumb fuck doll was probably here because of her attitude. Insulting men wouldn’t get her very far in life.
She’d learn.
I pushed her against a wall and slapped her ass, pinning her there with my body. “Quit struggling, stupid cunt. This is a breeding center. Don’t you get it yet? You’re here to be used, to be bred, to be fucked. To make yourself useful with the only part of you that matters — your womb.” Though she had nice tits too, but a bitch like her didn’t deserve a compliment.
She struggled to speak with her face pressed against the wall. “No! This is wrong! You can’t do this to me! I’m not just a womb! I’m a person! I’m a— mmph! Nngh!”
Ugh, even worse — a feminist. I shoved a gag into her mouth and tightened it around her head. At least she was hot. Her squirming round ass was making me hard again. I curled my hand on the back of her neck as my other hand dug out my cock. The second she felt movement at her hips, she yelled and jerked her shoulders, struggling harder. She wasn’t going anywhere, though. I had her firmly pinned against the wall.
Rubbing my dick in her predictably wet folds — why all these females complained so much when they liked it, I’d never understand — I murmured in her ear, “You’re a fuck hole. Your body was made to breed. You wouldn’t be here if you were more than that.” The breeding centers were for cunts who broke the rules. A good, proper woman never needed to be afraid of getting sent here. All the women here deserved what happened to them. The best she could do was accept it.
“Mmph! Mmph! Nngh!” she protested as I jammed my cock into her pussy. Her nostrils flared in the dim light, and saliva dripped past her gag. Her wide eyes had such an angry glare. It was kinda funny the way she pretended to hate how I was stretching her cunt. Anyone could tell that her wet cunt was having a great time sucking on my shaft.
As I leisurely thrust back and forth through her slick, cooperative hole, I wondered how many of the women in the upper floors had once been like this feminist bitch. Her body slammed between me and the wall as I imagined her as docile as the guide from earlier. Thanking me for fucking her tight little pussy. Moaning appreciatively instead of growling and snarling like a feral beast. I smiled. With my help, she’d be a good, grateful, respectful womb soon. Taming women into nice little sluts was the perfect job for me.
With that in mind, I leaned back and withdrew from her sopping tunnel. Her legs almost gave out — that’s how much she was enjoying a good fuck. But she caught herself and clawed at the wall, leaning against it as she slowly shuffled a few steps.
I chuckled. “Where do you think you’re going? I’m not done with you.”
She whimpered, the air leaving her lungs as I pressed her back against the wall. My cock aimed for a different hole this time. She was a bit slow to react, still trying to crawl away, but as soon as the tip of my shaft pushed against her tight back hole, she stiffened and yelped.
“No, not there? Wrong hole? Please don’t fuck your tight little ass?” I mocked. Every dumb cunt said the same thing, as if what they wanted made a difference. “Oh, sorry, you’re right. Sorry about that.”
The most hilarious look of confusion flicked onto her face right before I thrust myself into her asshole.
As she screamed, I held her hips still. “Has any man ever actually said that?”
Her shoulders sagged. A tear rolled down her cheek. I laughed and thrust again. “I didn’t think so.”
Fuck, her ass was tight. I doubted she was an anal virgin, but she didn’t feel stretched out. It took a minute to work myself into her. After that, she winced and flinched as I pounded her back tunnel, but otherwise, she was a lot more quiet. She was pretty tense, though. I bet she wished I was fucking her pussy instead.
I leaned into her ear, “Maybe if you’d been nicer, I wouldn’t have raped your ass. You have a nice, tight pussy. Should’ve let me use it. Begged me to fuck your cunt. Think about that next time.”
She growled again, but it was weak. Maybe she’d learn. Maybe not.
“Or maybe next time, some of the other guys will help me fill all your holes at once.”
She shuddered, which made her ass even tighter. I groaned. I could last longer, but there were more women to catch. With a hint of regret, I sped up, hammering into her harder. The way her ass squished between us was fun. I’d have to do this again soon.
As I forced myself deep into her bowels, the blonde writhed like she was uncomfortable. A muffled moan slipped from her lips. Or maybe she was enjoying this, too. Fuck a female enough, and she couldn’t help herself but like it.
“You don’t deserve to cum,” I groaned. “Even if you hate cumming on my ‘bastard’ cock, you don’t deserve it. Ungh… fuck. I bet you want to touch yourself right now. Not so righteous anymore, are you? Take it, bitch. Take my cum.”
She glared through her tears, but the sound that came out of her as I pumped her bowels full of hot cum was a high-pitched, surprised moan. Oh, yeah, she liked a nice, deep anal creampie. Her inner muscles tightened around my cock, and I felt them twitch distinctively. Guess she got her orgasm after all.
I reached around to her pussy. It was absolutely soaked. Dipping into her spasming hole, I chuckled and pressed my cock deeper. Both of her holes clenched, and she moaned again. Yep, she was a dumb cunt, just like the rest.
Tucking myself away, I dragged her to where she belonged and went to find more. The next female didn’t trip over her own feet. She ran a little further, crying when I tackled her to the floor. My dick needed a break though, so all I did was finger her slut hole until she stopped crying and started moaning. Fucking easy whores.
Two more after that and the alarm went silent. The red light turned off, switching to standard white lighting. All of us new guys made our way back to the observation hall.
The windows weren’t dark anymore. On this floor, the females were all strung up on racks, their limbs stretched out. Half of them were being fucked. The other half had dildos in their cunts, and an occasional zap of electricity straight to their clit made them flinch and moan.
Their expressions ranged from teary-eyed to hateful, but they were all the same otherwise — naked, dripping with cum, asses and tits a bit red from a few well-earned smacks. I spotted my first two females, the feminist still with a ball gag in her mouth, her cunt dripping as little shocks of electricity went through her. The other woman had a dreamy smile on her face as a guy pulled out of her pussy, cum flooding out of her.
David walked between us, passing out badges as he went. He handed me one with a smile. “Five females. Well done. You passed.”
“Great, thanks. Some of the sluts will say anything, won’t they?” I glanced at a woman with a hateful scowl on her face, her mouth moving, probably yelling obscenities.
David shrugged. “Yeah. You did good ignoring them. I’m assigning you to Entry level. Unless you have a request?”
“Nope. These cunts are perfect for me.”
“Fantastic. Welcome aboard!”
We shook hands.
It was hard work, but the pay was decent and the benefits were good. And it always felt nice to help a female.
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