“Well Tammy, what do you think so far? Like what you see?” Terry asked. Tammy had the perfect answer. She lifted up the short skirt she was wearing. And says, “I don’t know, what do YOU think?” Terry looked down onto her crouch. A large pussy juice soaked spot said it all. “That’s my girl! Real soon we’ll add some dog cum to that wet spot too. And speaking of cumming, time to show you the heart of this operation. The breeding room. Before we get there, just remember Tammy, if there’s anything you want to change or add. Just give the word. And it will be done.”
The breeding room door was soon opened, the doorway that led to Tammy’s fate. The design and furnishings, were well thought out. Everything about it was cleverly designed. So a bitch in heat could service as many cocks as possible. In the center, a specially designed padded bench was placed. Similar to the one Tammy was tied down too during her abduction. But this was like the deluxe model. With a push of a button, you could raise and lower its height. To match the crouch height of the particular dog you were fucking at the time. Or, depending on whether you were in the mood more for anal or pussy fucking. You could adjust the height to “better the odds” as to which fuck hole his cock would find to fuck first. If Tammy was more in the mood for anal. All she had to do was lower the bench. To up the chances that the next probing cock would find and target her asshole. Or raise it up again and let nature take its course. Depending on the size and or height of the dog. You’d never know which hole would be fucked next. Just let his probing cock decide.
Behind the padded breeding bench, was a stainless steel tray. Recessed in the floor. So there was no chance the dog could tip it over as he repositioned his hind legs to get a better grip and angle. To better drive his cock into his bitch. This tray was to help collect the cum what will inevitably be dripping from Tammy’s well fucked holes. Tammy noticed as well, that in front of the breeding bench. There were hand holds, handle’s in different spots and positions. It didn’t take her very long to figure out to purpose and reason for these. How handy these will be. She’d have something to grab onto, to help brace herself when an abnormally large and aggressive dogs fuck her with their 10-12 inch dicks.
Tammy also noticed something else. Besides the fact that this bench was securely anchored to the floor. It had a thick pad all around it. So her knees would be on soft thick padding. But behind the bench, and behind the cum collecting tray. There was a course heavy duty like carpet. Perfect for a dog’s back claws to dig into and get as much grip as possible. So he can take control of his bitch and get her into the perfect breeding position. But the most ingenious design on the bench she thought. Was the leg spreader. Two vertical padded uprights. One for each leg. Just high enough so her knees/legs couldn’t slip over the top of them accidentally. And long enough so she could either pull her knees forward and place them directly under her hips. Or, if she wanted to stretch out a bit, she could push her knees backwards. And no matter where she decided to place her knees. The uprights would always keep her legs spread open. These too, with a push of a button, can be adjusted as to how far apart she wants to keep her legs spread open.
Tammy knows from experience. That when a cock, especially a big one, is rammed into a person’s unstretched asshole. A person instinctively wants to close their legs and knees together. This makes matters worse. As they tense up and the asshole then offers more resistance. That cock is going in, no matter how much resistance you put up. You are way better off to have your legs forced to stay spread apart. And expose your asshole as much as possible to that determined cock. Besides, when that cock finally goes in. That’s what the hand holds are for. To help you endure that initial bolt of pain.
Terry eagerly watched Tammy as she looked over her breeding bench. He wasn’t sure if her silence was a good thing or not. “So,,,,,,,,,,, Tammy, is there anything we missed?” She turned, “Terry, this thing is a work of art! So well thought out, I should be very comfortable as I’m gettin bred. I can’t help but notice, you also added a few other little options.” Acting dumb, Terry asks, “And what might they be?” Tammy, with a sly, playful look on her face, answers. “I can’t help be notice, there are large rings placed here and there. All in strategically placed spots. And all securely anchored in. What would their possible use be? (as if she didn’t know).” Terry couldn’t hide the shit ass eaten grin on his face. “Well Babe, just thought you might like to enjoy old times. If you know what I mean.” Tammy put two and two together real quick and replied, “Oh yes, I can just imagine it now. Private shows for your best paying clients. Which would explain the extra space around the room. After all, they need some place to sit and watch. Not to mention, the endless supply of dogs outside to fuck me time and time again. As I’m tied down, with no choice in the matter. Forced to wonder which breed of dog will be breeding me next.
And I’d be willing to bet. You have a remote control that overrides these buttons. Which controls the bench height and how much my legs are forced apart. That way, you can help guarantee, which one of my cum soaked holes gets fucked next. And why not add another table over in the corner there. Equipped with stirrups and leg irons. I’d be willing to bet, these horny clients of yours would love to ram their cocks into a sexy bitch. Knowing damn well, there would be no consequences. Then there’s the sexy little gal passing out drinks on the house. And you walking around with a supply of little blue pills for 50 bucks each. Hoping the party goes on till the we hours of the morning. So, tell me, did I nail it? Or am I out of line?”
Terry was amazed at Tammy’s insight. This woman had him pegged. There’s no use in trying to pull the wool over her eyes. She’s just as deranged as I am. Time to cross my fingers, be honest, and come clean. Besides, there’s a ton of money riding on this woman. “Tammy, like I’ve said before, you continue to amaze me. You’re beautiful, smart, and have a body that’s just begging to get fucked. And you’ve got me in a corner.” He reached into his pocket. “You’re right, here’s the remote that overrides the controls on the bench. You got me there. And the bench with the stirrups and all the attachments, well, that’s on order. But you are smarter than me. The thought of a little petite gal passing out free drinks, and the little blue pills? What a splendid idea!” “But, does the thought of all this give you any regrets? I need to know now. Or this whole deal is off.”
Tammy was already way ahead of Terry, her mind was overflowing with deranged, perverted ideas. Her body was covered in goose bumps, tingling and quivering. Her face began to flush as she thought about all the fucking she had coming in her future. All the organisms and cum. And she would be the center of attention. Every woman dreams of that. Even during the times when she would have no say or have control, as to what or how, she was to be fucked. She’ll still be the center of attention. All eye’s would be on her. And she already knew, the majority of these on lookers. Would be longing and aching to have their way with her. All they needed is the opportunity, the place, and the green light to go for it. Tammy had already made up her mind a few weeks prior anyhow. But now, Terry had upped the steaks. Not that she was surprised though. Deep inside, she half expected it. She just didn’t know how extreme his twisted mind would go. But know she knew, all the cards were on the table. At least for now. That is, until he finds a new deck to deal with.
Terry was intensely watching her. As we awaited her answer. Will she bolt and run? Or stay the course and be used as a sperm bank. Tammy cleared her head long enough to give Terry her answer. “There’s really nothing new here to consider Terry. When I signed that contract, I signed my body over to you. In the hope that you would take of it, and see to it’s every need. And yes, I do understand and realize that, there are at least a couple parts of me and my body that will maybe need more attention than others, but that’s were you have to keep up your end of the contract. So,,,,, do we still have a deal to fulfill?” “Tammy,” he says, “I’d give anything to have those kennels full of dogs right now. That bench needs be broken in. Just think, a breeding bench with no cum stains. That problem needs to be addressed as quickly as possible. And it will be, I promise!”
“Awesome!” Tammy shouted, and continued, “Before we get the rest of the tour, I would like to make one suggestion. Ya know that little gal who passes out the drinks? I think that on occasion. We should rip her clothes off, then tie her down to the breeding bench. Then let one of our furry boys out back fuck the hell out of her. Maybe we could even see how much she can take before she passes out. Hell, as the night rolls on, as she watches all the fucking going. Her pussy is gonna be dripping wet anyhow. We might as well take advantage of it. I’m sure as she walks around taking care of everybody, there be plenty of fingers working on her fuck holes. We’d be doing her a favor.” “God you’re awesome Tammy!” As he shook her hand to once more seal the deal.
It was now time to continue the tour of the breeding room. They were led up to a wall, with a curtain across it. Terry pushed a button on the wall, and the curtain slowly opened up. Behind it there were 6 cages. Obviously to each hold a dog. Each had a door in the front and back. Then Terry grabbed a different remote control, and demonstrated how with a push of a button. The front doors would open, allowing the dog to go take care of his bitch. The back doors will allow his hired help. To rotate the dogs as they go. Bringing in fresh new dogs from the kennel as the show goes on. Naturally, there was a door that went out into the kennels as well. Circling around, was a door to another room. With only two items in it, a sturdy table in the middle. With a few tie down rings. And a couple more rings on each leg and more imbedded into the floor. And then a locked cabinet on the wall. And another door leading outside into the backyard. Tammy couldn’t resist. “Let me guess, this is where you will prepare OUR, unwillingly participant. To “volunteer” to be bred. Right?” Terry grinned, “Well,,,, every debt eventually needs a down payment, right?”
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