“This is Lisa,” the man says suddenly, interupting my thoughts and curiosities, “one of my resident breeeding slaves… she’s also a lawyer.” He laughs to himself and receives the papers from her. “Since your cowardly boyfriend, if you can call him that, failed to tell you why you were coming here, I’ll do you the favor of explaining all of this. My name is Xavier John and this manor is home to one hundred and seventy three females who live here permanently and voluntarilly as my slaves. As you can see from Lisa, I use them for breeding.”
I shake my head at him questioningly, “Breeding? Why would any woman choose to stay here and allow a stranger to impregnate her?”
He continues to laugh softly and removes a large handful of paper from the bottom part of the stack; hundreds. He lays them out one at a time in front of us and I gasp to see picture after picture of myself completely nude; in the shower, getting dressed, having sex, in the pool, and others. He continues, laying down photos of me sucking my boyfriend’s little cock, touching myself, fingering myself, inserting toys, and many many others.
“Before you become angry at me and see me as some sort of voyeurist or pervert, let me tell you that I had nothing to do with these pictures. Your loving boyfriend gave them to me.” He lays down more papers, these ones documents of where I work and live. “I don’t think I need to tell you that you’ll never have a job or relationship again if I were to allow these to become public.” He hands me a clipboard with a quill pen and a wide leather collar on it. “You may sign this or leave.”
I pick up the clipboard. The collar is extremely noticiable; anyone viewing it would know immediately what it is. There are no degrading words or names written on it, but it has a large metal ring and lock on its front face. The paper already has Rick’s signature on it… Lisa closes her eyes and shakes her head slowly as I finally begin writing my name, clearly sorry and humiliated for me.
Xavier gets up and kneels down in front of me to apply the collar and lock. It chokes me very tightly and makes it difficult to breathe. He snaps the lock shut with one hand and caresses my hair with the other. “You’ll become accustomed to it, Wyyvs.” He then motions to Lisa. She quickly turns around and raises her skirt to display some large, dark black tatoos on the upper part of her thigh. They are tally marks, 7 of them, a complete set of 5 and then 2 more. “This is Lisa’s seventh pregnancy by me, Wyyvs. Don’t worry, you will catch up in no time.” He stands and uses my collar to gently raise me to my feet, and then points his finger down at Rick.
Xavier leads Lisa and myself out of the room and down one of the descending staircases in the main atrium. “I want to show you your sisters, Wyyvs, but I actually have different plans for you.” We reach the lower level where I see many steel bared cells along the walls. Each contains a single woman in the same outfit as Lisa, a food and water tray, and a long sheet of plywood for a bed. Many of them are clearly pregnant, but all of them beautiful and in good condition despite their austere surroundings. Each one has the tally mark tatoo. There are numerous fives and sixes, and the higest I notice is a 14.
“You have so many,” I say, “what do you do with the–“
“Your male offspring will be castrated immediately and remain as my servants. You’ve already met two of them when you arrived. “Your females will stay and be bred as soon as they are 21. I also use them as maids and cooks on occassion.” We finish walking pass the cages and return up another staircase to the main floor. After that he dismisses Lisa to her room and guides me up the ascending stairs. We reach the top and enter another room containing a single large bed with beautiful white sheets. “All of my females know exactly what is about to happen to them when they enter this room and lay on this bed.” He holds me by my hips and waist and effortlessly sets me at the edge of the mattress. He pushes me gently onto my back and follows me onto the bed, spreading my legs apart beneath him as he moves on top of me.
He looks down at me, directly into my eyes and says, “They know I am going to make them pregnant.” He wraps his hand in my long hair and continues, “I’m going to enter you, fill you, fertilize you, and leave you carrying my baby, Wyyvs. There is nothing you can do to stop me… but it’s going to be worse for you.” I listen, a little freightened and shocked. “I really like you, more than all of my trasy slaves. You’re of much higher quality. Part of that means treating you as such – keeping you in beautiful dresses and in flawless health; but part of that means bringing you down and degrading and humiliating you in ways you can’t imagine.
He’s extremely handsome and in perfect shape, and I don’t entirely dislike it when he softly kisses me on my cheek as he continues. “I’m not going to make love to you here. I’m going to send you home. I’m going to enter you and impregnate you in your own home – in your own bed, Wyyvs. Where you sleep every single night. And your boyfriend is going to be lying there next to us. He’ll listen to you scream and moan as I’m taking you, and he’ll hear me shudder as I climax inside of you again and again. He’ll know exactly what’s happening and that there’s nothing he can do to stop me.”
He stands, helps me to my feet, and shows me the keys to my house. “I will come in whenever I want – in more ways than one.” He places them in his pocket, “Now leave, and always be ready for me, Wyvvs. Always.” He spanks me once, hard as I walk away acquiescent and speechless in disbelief.
END OF PART 2
