Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24738 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24738 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“I know,” I said in a pitiful voice while shrinking into the chair before her desk. “And I’m sorry. It’s just that things didn’t turn out the way I thought, and I had no place else to go.”
Amanda squints at me.
“How can you have no place else to go?” she asks in a puzzled tone. “I thought you were from around this area.”
“I am,” I say in a small voice. “But my parents … well, let’s just say I’m not in a position to stay with them, and I’ve lost touch with a lot of my high school friends. I can’t afford a hotel either, and it’s late, so I can’t drive back to school. Would it be okay if I crashed here for a night? I’ll be out of here so early that no one will notice. In fact, I could just sleep on your couch,” I say, gesturing to a cheap-looking pleather sofa pushed against the wall in her office.
Amanda shoots me a bemused look.
“You do realize that you were turned down earlier today for a job, right? You were rejected by Club Z.”
“Yes, yes, I understand,” I continue in a feeble voice. “But I’m begging you, Amanda. Please. I have nowhere to go, and you know how cold it can get in Wyoming at night. I can’t crash in my Civic. I’ll get frost bite!”
Amanda sighs because she knows I’m right. Wyoming weather is nothing to be trifled with, and short of packing me off to a shelter, it’s clear that I’m out of options. I try to look especially bedraggled, and even sniffle a bit to show that I’m in dire straits. The older woman looks at her watch, then at the clock on her wall, and then checks the time on her cell phone.
“Okay,” she sighs, giving in. “But you need to be work in about two hours, Kimber.”
“Sure, sure,” I mumble. “I can do it. Wait, what do you mean by work?”
Amanda sighs again.
“We had a cancellation. One of the girls who was going to be bred tonight isn’t coming.”
“Really?” I ask, perking up. “Why?”
Amanda shrugs.
“She said she cobbled enough money for a round of IVF. Or maybe an elderly relative died, and left her a bequest. I don’t know, and it doesn’t matter. What does matter is that you’re going to take her place.”
I blink, surprised.
“You’d let me?”
Amanda sighs again, her blonde head drooping a little.
“Don’t get me wrong because this isn’t something that I want to do. You’re in no shape to be bred, Kimber. You couldn’t articulate why you wanted it, or what made you a good candidate, other than the fact that you’re young, fertile, and promiscuous. In fact, that makes you a bad candidate because you’re likely able to get pregnant without our help.”
I nod, biting my lip.
“But you’ll give me a chance?”
Amanda looks weary all of a sudden.
“Yes. Sometimes sheer dumb luck is more useful than skill, ability, and talent combined. So yes, you’re in for tonight.”
I jump up with happiness.
“When? What time? How many men will there be? Eight? Ten? Twelve?”
Amanda snorts.
“No, of course not. I would never start you out on something so depraved, although some of our other girls who are hard-up definitely go that route. No, tonight there will be three men. And I insist that you wear a mask.”
“Oh, I don’t need a mask,” I begin quickly.
“Yes, you do,” Amanda replies in a firm tone. “You don’t know what you’re getting into, Kimber. This is the least I can do to protect you because there certainly won’t be much else in terms of protection. You’ll be going bareback and raw, and all three men will ejaculate in your pussy tonight, if not your ass and mouth as well. Are you ready for that?”
My head swims even as stars dance in my eyes because this is what I want. I want to play with fire and spin the roulette wheel. I want to bet against the house, and see what happens. Most importantly, I want to erase what happened today from my mind using waves of pleasure and unbridled ecstasy.
As a result, I sit up and look Amanda straight in the eye. In a calm voice, I state, “I’m ready whenever the club’s ready. In fact, I’m looking forward to being bred.”
My words have never been so true, and as Amanda nods, a feeling of anticipation blooms in my breast. It’s really happening. I’m going to participate in a dirty ritual with three men tonight … and hopefully come out of it ecstatic, sated, and most of all, pregnant.
6
Edward
She looks gorgeous tied up like this. The woman’s clearly young, judging from her creamy skin and delicate features. Yet she’s got the figure of a breeder too, with the requisite big breasts, wide hips, and a beautifully plush ass.