Given Away as a Breeding Slave – Part Three

"I finally receive my first pregnancy."

The car ride home from Xavier’s mansion is the longest I’ve ever experienced. My useless “boyfriend” won’t stop whimpering and appologizing for everything that he’s gotten me into. I wish he would just be a man and stand up for me, but I know that’s never going to happen. He’s so pathetic, I can’t even think about letting him touch me or even look at me ever again. He may as well be castrated.

Hell, maybe he is.

I push away Rick’s arm as he tries to console me in the passenger seat. I shriek, “Don’t touch me, you pussy!” as I cringe away and cross my arms over my breasts. They’re safely concealed beneath my bra and blouse, but even that is too much for him to be allowed to see. Predictable, he quickly gives up and proceeds to drive me the rest of the way to our house.

A few weeks pass and I start to relax and hope that perhaps this whole nightmare was just a joke or a game. Even if it is, I still haven’t been able to let my “boyfriend” touch me or pleasure me in all of this time. Subconsciously, I think I’m secretly hopeing for Xavier to show up and fuck me. At least I’d finally get to have an orgasm, even if it means becoming pregnant in the process. The only thing Rick has done successfully since we left the mansion is to keep me away from any sort of contraceptives. There are no birth control pills, diaphragms, sponges, or anything in the entire house, and it’s been so long since I had last taken one that I know I’m fully fertile again.

Another day goes by and I drive to my office like I always do. I feel safe at work, but always terrified once I get home that I’ll open the door to see Xavier waiting for me in my own bed. I arrive at the small tower and take the elevator to my office, but my desk phone rings just as I sit down. It’s the secretary in the lobby, she tells me a man is on his way up to my office. All he said to her was, “Don’t worry, Wyvvs is expecting me. And soon, she’ll be the one expecting.”

My hand is trembling so terribly in shock and surprise that I drop the telephone just as I see Xavier’s imposing figure in my doorway. Before I can even gasp, he walks over and secures me firmly by my waist and neck before walking me out of my door and into the hallway. He kisses my neck from behind and whispers into my ear, “I couldn’t wait any longer. Your bed wasn’t good enough, your desk here in your office isn’t good enough. No, I have a more interesting idea.”

We walk down the hallway and he pushes a door open to a packed conference room. My boss is there with at least 50 other people and co-workers all seated around a long conference table. My boss looks at me in anger, wondering why I’m here interupting his meeting. Worse, I see his corporate manager on a projector-screen, watching all of this as a video-conference all the way from our other office in New York, himself surrounder there by dozens of employees.

Xavier calmly walks into the center of the room and clears the conference table of all sorts of papers, laptops, and coffee cups.

No one moves, and he entrances them all with his impecable charisma as he finally speaks. “Gentlemen and ladies, I appologize for this inconvenience, but I am afraid that it is very necessary.” he motions to me to join him on top of the enormous wooden table. “This is Wyvvs. Many of you know her very well. I am here to impregnate her, and all of you are going to be witnesses.” Everyone seems to stunned to more or speak, especially as Xavier shreds away my white blouse and bra with his powerful hands, leaving me topless in front of hundreds of people. In no time, he pulls away my pencil skirt and panties before slowly spinning me around naked for everyone to see.

Xavier lays me down gently onto my back on the table. Looking up, I notice the conference video camera panning down to capture me as closely as possible, and the district manager looking on from the projector in quiet curiosity. Xavier gracefully moves himself on top of me, effortlessly spreading my nude legs beneath him. He grasps me by my hair and looks deeply into my eyes, as though we were completely alone in the room. Hard as a diamond, he penetrates me, all the way into me in one single motion, making it clear whose property I am and who is in control.

I watch everyone gathering around me as I gasp and moan under Xavier’s relentless and powerful thrusts. Many of them take out their cell phones and cameras, taking pictures and videos of me being fucked in public on the table. The conference camera is definitely recording too, in full 1080 HD. Xavier proceeds more swiftly and I know that we’re approaching the moment of my inevitable conception. He holds me down and raises my hips, pinning my body so that his seed will fall all the way, inescapably into my fertile womb. Looking into my eyes and making sure I’m looking up into his, and with one more solid and lasting motion of his cock into my entrance, he pours all of his cum inside of me as deeply as it can possibly go. He holds me there for several minutes, plugging me with his enormous cock. When he finally lays me down and removes it, not even a drop of his powerful seed falls out of me.

I lay there naked, panting, and glistening in perspiration on the busy table with my unprotected uterus and tubes filled to capacity with Xavier’s cum.

He clothes himself and speaks firmly, “Thank you all for your patience. This woman will soon be pregnant, and you may now continue with your discussion.” I close my legs and rest a hand over my abdomen.

“Third quarter profits have risen by eight point six….. …. …”

END OF PART THREE