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It was an important morning. It was graduation day. The final day of the school year. Saying goodbye to students that I had taught for the last four years. I would have all summer long to look forward to the next crop of incoming freshmen to teach.

And I was very eager for that crop of newcomers to mold and change. The last years had been a rousing success. The sex slave program had gained notice. Many of my students were happily dating the loves of their lives. They would be the core of a new society going forward.

A strong one.

The world was being changed slowly. It all started at my high school. But it would spread far and wide. And I couldn’t wait for that. It was so heady with the possibilities. I was stretching as I came out of bed, eager for the day. The loft was bustling. A heavily pregnant Mrs. Foster smiled at me as she waddled by. She had a very round belly, her big boobs jiggling. She was almost to her due date.

So was her daughter, Darcy. She had a nice pair of round tits now, plump with her pregnancy. She still was a petite thing, her swollen belly looking even bigger on her than her mother. She sat in a chair holding her pregnant belly with a happy smile on her lips, her belt around her neck.

My fiancee, Helen, was getting a nice morning orgasm from her little sister, Debbie. Veronica and her mother Mrs. Smythe were on breakfast duty. They were both in the kitchen, the real one not the fake one we used to make porn.

That was going amazing. Making lots of money. Mrs. Foster’s pregnant gangbang videos were big hits. As for her husband, I felt bad that. I went back on my word. I let these powers get the better of me. I could do anything with them. It was a heady responsibility, and I screwed him over.

“Can I speak with you?” I asked Mrs. Foster a few days after the checkup.

“Of course, Master,” she cooed, her eyes so bright.

“How do you feel about me breaking my word?”

“I’m so glad,” she said. “You’re the best teacher, so it’s the right decision.”

My guilt rippled through me. That was the danger of this belt buckle. “I need to know your honest feelings, Mrs. Foster. It’s important for a teacher to get honest feedback to modify his circulum, so… Are you happier with me or your husband.”

She smiled. “With you. I had no idea there could be so much… delicious fun. Being a mistress to those budding sex slaves, serving a man who knows how to make me cum so hard, and pleasuring you with my daughter Darcy is just wondrous. I’ve never been happier.”

“But what about your husband? What do you feel about him?”

“Well…” She bit her lip. “He was a good husband. I thought I had a great life, but I was living in a world of gray. It’s so vibrant. With you. I don’t think it would be right for me to go back to him. Not when I want to be with you. Not when you should be raising our daughter. You shouldn’t give up your daughter to him.”

“And that’s what you honestly feel?” I asked. “It’s important that it is.”

She smiled. “It is. I would have been so sad to have to go back to him.”

I could return her, convince her she was happier, but a lot of little things she had said over the last few months echoed in my mind. Little comments about how much she loved being my sex slave over being her husband’s wife.

But I still felt back about making him a cuckold. I had promised Mr. Foster a daughter, so I would give him the next best thing.

I couldn’t return Mrs. Foster after that, so I had to do the next best thing. Luckily, I knew plenty of nubile sex slaves in training. I found Mr. Foster a replacement daughter he could love. A naughty, fourteen-year-old girl named Bambi. He owned her now and was a very happy man being a “daddy” to the cutie.

And she was happy being a “naughty daughter-slave.” He would breed her and have all the daughters he could want. Daughters he could raise to be his lovers.

It was an important lesson. These powers were corrupting. Corrosive. I had to draw lines somewhere. I just had to keep my word and not be weak.

“Master!” Cassandra called as she hurried over from the bathroom. The Hispanic girl walked with a strange gait. She was almost moving on her tiptoes or something. The puffy skirt to her slutty maid’s uniform rustled, barely falling over her ass. Her round boobs bounced and jiggled in her low-cut top and her collar looked so scrumptious. Her golden-brown skin contrasted with the white lace of her outfit. “Master!”

“Yes?” I asked in bemusement.

She spun around, bent over, and I blinked as the skirt of her maid’s uniform slid up her thighs then over her rump to expose her shaved pussy. She had something thrust out of it, which explained her strange gait. It was…

A pregnancy test?

I ripped it out of her pussy and glanced at the screen. There was a pink line which, according to the words on the stick, meant she was pregnant. A big grin spread on my lips. I had wanted to knock her up once Darcy and her mother were near their due date. I didn’t want all my women pregnant all the time.

“Well, well,” I said and tossed the test into a waste paper bin near my desk. It bounced off the rim of the metal container and fell in. “Isn’t that something remarkable?”

“Yes, Master,” Cassandra said, such joy in her voice.

I smiled and pressed my cock into her pussy lips. I rubbed up and down her flesh, savoring the heat of her cunt soaking the tip of my cock. She whimpered, her body trembling as she stood there bent over, clutching at her knees, ready to be fucked.

I slid slowly into her bred pussy. I savored the underage cunt engulfing my dick. Cassandra moaned, her pussy clamping down on my cock. My sex slave took more and more of my cock. She devoured it with such hunger.

I bottomed out in her hot cunt. I loved the heat of her snatch gripping my dick. She had such a wonderful twat. Just an amazing snatch that made my dick throb in her. I gripped her hips, soaking in her bred depths.

“So,” I said, savoring Cassandra’s hot depths, “If you’re pregnant, I don’t need to fuck this hole any longer.”

“No, Master,” she moaned. “You can fuck me wherever you want! I’m going to have your baby!”

“My daughter,” I told her. “I’m the best teacher. I just know these things.”

“Yes, yes, you’re daughter,” moaned Cassandra. “You bred a future sex slave in me.”

“Yes, I did,” I said and pulled my cock out of her cunt. She had an amazing snatch. Just a wondrous twat to enjoy squeezing about my cock, but…

I popped out and slid my cock up her taint to her asshole. I pushed against her anal ring. She moaned, her head tossing, as her asshole widened and widened. Her naughty hole stretched with ease to swallow my cock lubed by her pussy juices.

Her throaty moans echoed through the loft as I popped into her asshole. I groaned as I sank into her bowels, loving every second of sliding deeper and deeper into her bowels. She had such an amazing anal sheath, too. A hot and tight heaven.

“Oh, fuck, Master!” Cassandra moaned. Her bowels clenched down on my dick. “Ooh, I’m having your baby, Master! Your baby!”

“Yes, you are,” I said as I drew back my cock, her hot flesh squeezing down around my dick. “Fuck!”

I thrust back to the hilt in her anal sheath. My cock throbbed as I pumped away at her asshole. I fucked her tight bowels, reveling in the hot grip. She massaged the tip of my cock. Caressed it with her velvety flesh. I groaned with each plunge into her bowels.

Her butt-cheeks jiggled. Those plump and wonderful butt-cheeks jiggled as I fucked away at her. I buried to the hilt in her asshole again and again. I fucked her with such force. It was a magnificent thrill to bury into her anal sheath again and again.

I fucked her hard. Fast. I fucked her with such force. I buried into her bowels. Her moans grew louder and louder. I felt my other women watching as I pounded my student-slave. Cassandra’s head tossed as she took my big dick in the asshole.

“Master! Master!” she moaned. “Oh, I am so glad that you own me! Yes, yes, yes! You saved me, Master! You gave me a better life! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

“You’re fucking welcome,” I grunted, plowing to the hilt in her asshole. “You’re going to serve me for the rest of your life! Young and hot because you had my baby.”

“So fucking hot!” she groaned, her anal sheath clenching down on my dick, her body trembling.

I pounded her tight asshole. I fucked into my sex slave’s bowels. I buried into her again and again. She had such an amazing anal sheath that gripped me with her wonderful passion. It was an incredible delight to feel her gripping me. I plowed to the hilt in her again and again.

I loved it. I savored this so much. It was an incredible delight to have all this pleasure burning through me. I reveled in her tight asshole, plunging my cock into her bowels. She moaned and gasped, her body rocking to the rhythm of my strokes.

I plunged into her bowels with everything that I had. I fucked her anal sheath with all my passion. I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed deep into her bowels. She moaned, her asshole clenching down hard on my dick, giving me more and more pleasure.

“Fuck,” I groaned as I thrust into her anal sheath.

“Yes, yes, yes,” squealed Helen in the background as she came on her little sister’s mouth. “Oh, fucking god, yes!”

I loved the sounds she made as I fucked my sex slave’s asshole. I pounded Cassandra’s bowels with such force. She gripped my dick with such passion, her anal sheath massaging my dick. A big smile spread on my lips as I thrust to the hilt in her asshole over and over again.

I pumped away with such force. I fucked her bowels hard and fast. I plowed to the hilt again and again with such powerful thrusts. I fucked her with everything that I had. She gasped, her anal sheath squeezing down on me.

“Oh, yes, yes, Master! Fuck my asshole. Pound me hard! Oh, that’s wonderful. I love it so much. Ooh, just fuck me hard!”

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s amazing. Shit, I love that. I love that so much. Yes, yes, yes, Cassandra. I’m going to flood that asshole with my cum!”

“Master!” she squealed in delight, her anal sheath clenching down on my cock. “Please, please, flood my bowels with all your cum. I want that so much. I want you to just hose me down. I want you to just pump all that spunk into my anal sheath.”

“Oh, goddamn, that’s good,” I snarled. “You have such a hot asshole, Cassandra!”

“I know, Master!” she moaned, tossing a look over her shoulder. “That’s why I’m your sex slave! You saw my plump booty and had to own me! That’s why I love you, Master!”

“Love you, too,” I growled and plowed to the hilt in her asshole.

“Master!” she squealed in ecstasy as she came.

Her anal sheath writhed around my dick. Her wonderful bowels convulsed around my cock. I loved the feel of her anal sheath suckling at me. It was an incredible rush. I shuddered, thrusting into her depths.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned as I fucked into her writhing bowels. “Shit, that’s good. That’s really good!”
“I know, Master!” she groaned, her bowels spasming about my cock. “Cum in my asshole!”

I buried to the hilt in my sex slave’s asshole and groaned. I erupted.

My cock spurted over and over into her bowels. Her hot flesh rippled around my dick. I pumped over and over into her anal sheath. I hosed her down. It was an incredible moment. The rapture surged through me. I threw back my head, grunting out my pleasure.

“Fuck!” I moaned, savoring that heat rippling around my erupting dick. “Shit, shit, shit!

I pumped my cum into her anal sheath again and again. I buried into her hot asshole. She nursed at me with such hunger. She suckled at me with everything she had. I loved it. I savored every second of spurting my jizz into her backdoor.

A big smile spread on my lips. I groaned as I pumped that hot cum into her bowels. She nursed at me with all that hungry flesh. She suckled at my dick with all wonderful flesh, milking my balls dry. She spasmed around me. It was an incredible delight.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned as I pumped the last of my cum into her anal sheath.

I panted from the delight of that. It was such a wonderful moment. I ripped my cock out of her anal sheath and turned to find Mrs. Foster there. She smiled at me as she took my hands, a collar about her throat, her big and heavy boobs jiggling.

“Over here, Master,” she said. “Mmm, let’s get you taken care of.”

“You are such a delicious sex slave, you know that,” I groaned.

She winked at me and pushed me down onto the seat. “Of course, I know that, Master. Darcy, come give your teacher something refreshing to drink while I clean his cock.”

“Yes, Mommy!” Darcy said.

As Mrs. Foster knelt awkwardly before me, her daughter waddled over holding her pregnant belly. Darcy had such a big smile on her lips as she reached me. She bent over and brought her round breast to my face. I just had to turn my head to the right. I latched onto a fat, dark-pink nipple.

I suckled.

She groaned as her breast milk flooded my mouth. I groaned, savoring the flavor of her sweet and creamy breast milk. I closed my eyes and groaned at that wonderful flavor. Warm and refreshing. I gulped it down as her mother did something equally naughty.

She swallowed my dirty dick.

Mrs. Foster swallowed my cock with such a hungry mouth. She nursed on me with hunger. I loved the feel of her mouth around my dick. She suckled on me with such passion. She worked on my cock with that hot and hungry mouth. It was an incredible delight to have her working her hot mouth up and down my dick. She nursed with such passion on my shaft.

“Shit,” I groaned around Darcy’s nipple as her mother suckled on me. “Oh, shit, that’s so good.”

“Mommy’s such a good cock-sucker, Mr. Miller,” purred Darcy, as she smiled down at me. “All the men that fuck her in the gangbang movies just love her mouth around them. Daddy told me so. He’s studied all her movies so closely.”

Yes, he had.

I suckled from Darcy’s nipple, gulping down her breast milk. I loved that her creamy delight had come in. I swallowed down all her breast milk that I could. I gulped it down with hunger as her mother buffed my cock clean.

Mrs. Foster suckled on my dick with such passion. Her cheeks hollowed as she worked her mouth up and down my cock. My dick twitched with this hunger. It was an amazing delight to have her nursing on me like this. Just a perfect hunger to have that hot mouth working up and down my dick.

She suckled on me with such hunger. She nursed on me with such passion. It was an incredible delight to have her suckling on me like that. She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my dick with such passion.

I moaned around Darcy’s nipple.

“Mmm, Mr. Miller,” she cooed as more and more of her breast milk squirted into my mouth.
I nursed down all the passion that I could. I suckled with all the might that I had. I loved the way her milk flowed down my throat. I gulped it down as her mother suckled clean my dick. She nursed with such passion on me.

I groaned at how she buffed my dick clean with that hot mouth of hers. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled with such hot passion. I shuddered, loving that delight as she worked her mouth up and down my cock.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I moaned around Darcy’s nipple. “Oh, shit, that’s it. that’s fucking it. I love it. I love this so much.”

“Mommy, you’re doing such a great job for Mr. Miller!” Darcy cooed, her hands stroking her fingers through my hair.

Mrs. Foster moaned around my dirty dick.

Her tongue buffed around my cock. She massaged me with such hunger. It was an incredible delight. I groaned, my cock throbbing in her mouth. She suckled at me with all that hunger. She nursed on me with such passion. It was fantastic.

My dick twitched in her mouth. My cock throbbed with my hunger. It was an incredible passion to have Mrs. Foster buff me clean. My balls tightened as I gulped down more and more of her daughter’s sweet breast milk.

“Oh, I love breastfeeding you, Mr. Miller,” the cutie purred. My teacher’s pet stared down at me with such dewy passion in her blue eyes.

I suckled down all the creamy delight I could as the pleasure built and built at the tip of my dick. It was so delicious. Her mother suckled hard on my cock, her mouth working up and down my thick shaft. The crown throbbed. My nuts tightened.

I groaned around Darcy’s nipple as I climbed closer and closer to that moment of eruption. Closer and closer to just erupting over and over again. I savored the ecstasy of Mrs. Foster’s lips sliding up and down my dick. I loved every second of her hot mouth nursing on me.
She suckled hard. My nuts tightened. The ache swelled at the tip of my dick. I suckled hard at Darcy’s nipple.

Her milk flooded my mouth as I erupted.

“Fuck!” I growled, ripping my mouth from the girl’s nipple. My cum fired over and over into her mother’s mouth. “Goddamn, yes!”

Mrs. Foster gulped down my cum with such hunger. She swallowed my jizz with all her passion. I loved how she gulped down my cum. She swallowed it all. It was an incredible rush to unload over and over into her mouth.

My nuts just kept erupting. I fired over and over again. I groaned, savoring the moment. I flooded her mouth with everything that I had. It was an incredible rush. I shuddered, my cock spurting over and over into her mouth.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I groaned as Mrs. Foster swallowed down all my cum. “That’s it. That’s fucking it. Drink it down, slut!”

Mrs. Foster did. The slutty hot wife nursed down all my cum, moaning as she worshiped my cock. I panted there as I erupted a final time into her mouth. Giving her one last taste of my jizz. I suckled in breaths, feeling so good.

She popped her mouth off my cock and licked her lips. I loved the way that she smiled up at me, her blue eyes burning with delight. She purred as she sat back, her hands stroking her pregnant belly. Once she gave birth, no more gangbang videos for her.

I had to breed my sex slaves. It was time to knock up Mrs. Smythe so she could star in them next. I smiled at that thought as she called out, “Breakfast, Master!”

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Two hours later, I arrived at the high school with Helen on my arm and my harem following after me. I held the end of the belt that Darcy wore for her leash and collar. The belt that had given me this magnificent life.

The parking lot was packed with cars for the graduation. The class of 2022 was ready to shine. I hummed as I headed inside to go to the back area for where the girls would be gathering. Mrs. Foster strode ahead of me at that point. She wore only her thigh-high leather boots. She just couldn’t wear her corset right now.

But the madame of the school’s sex slave program was eager for what was to come. Her plump rump jiggled as she threw open the door to where this year’s graduating class was getting ready for the ceremony.

Fifteen girls out of the sex slave program were ready to graduate. Monique and Vera, who I remembered from one of my early visits, were here. They all looked so excited as they pulled on their various fetish gear.

They all wore some sort of leather corset, some black, some red, and Monique even had a purple one. They were designed to show off their breasts and keep their pussies exposed. Then they worked on various stockings. Some had fishnet thigh-highs, others black nylons. A mix of high-heels, knee-high boots, and even thigh-high boots on two of them was pulled on. Their hair was all styled into ponytails or pigtails. Something to be grabbed.

All had heavy rings pierced through their nipples and clits. All of them were ready to serve their new masters in any way possible. Some slid on leather cuffs. They started putting on their makeup, helping each other look beautiful.

Mrs. Foster and Cassandra stalked through the room, my Hispanic maid slapping her riding crop onto her palm. The stinging sound echoed through the room. She looked so exciting as she inspected all the girls.

“Oh, you darling sluts,” Mrs. Foster said. She held up a leather collar. It had Monique’s name on it. “You are going to present the collar to your owner for them to claim you forever. You will be their sex slaves, devoted to them. That’s all you’re good for. You’ve trained for this. You’re ready to be one man’s toy. Maybe he’ll keep. Maybe he’ll sell you. He could breed you in the hopes of a daughter-slave. It’s really up to him.”

The girls all smiled.

“The word’s out,” she continued, a big smile on her lips. “The men out there all know you are the best sex slaves on the market. That they won’t buy finer anywhere in the world.”

“Do not let our school down,” hissed Cassandra.

SMACK!

She cracked the riding crop into her palm. “Do not let Mr. Miller down! You are the proof that his way is the right way!”

“We won’t, Mr. Miller!” all fifteen sex slaves cried out together.

“Good,” said Mrs. Foster. “Now line up for the auction.”

The girls did, and Mrs. Foster handed out collars to each one. Then they went out on stage and knelt in a row behind the podium. It was a special one, with a padded chair, almost like a gynecologist chair, before it. My dick throbbed at it.

“Good luck,” Helen said and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me.

Her naked body pressed against me. Her tongue danced with mine. I loved the kiss. Our tongues danced together. It was an amazing treat to make out with my sexy fiancee. I groped the redhead’s ass, my dick throbbing against her.

The door opened and Principal Brown entered. She was dressed like a dominatrix. One of her sons followed after in a leather cod piece and nothing else, a collar and leash around his neck. The principal watched the girls on stage and looked around.

“Everything is ready?” she asked. “The crowd is eager. We have a full house.”

“Ready,” I said, grinning at her. “This is going to be perfect. My girls are going to shine. You’ll see. There won’t be any problems.”

Principal Brown smiled. “Then let’s get this started.”

She marched out onto the stage to the podium. Her son followed after and knelt beside her. Cassandra paced behind the kneeling sex slaves in her uniform while Mrs. Foster stood to the side clutching her round stomach beaming like a proud mother at her girls.

Helen slipped away from me so I would be ready to go on stage. The principal motioned to one of the boys in her stable of brawny idiots. He pulled on the curtain. They parted and the audience appeared. It was well lit to see them. My cock throbbed at the possibilities of what was to come. It would be so hot.

“Welcome, welcome to the first graduating class of our sex slave program,” Principal Brown said, standing there with her big tits out, her son kneeling at her side. “We have quite the collection of fifteen girls. They have completed the program and are ready to serve in any way possible. This experimental program has been the brainchild of Mr. Jack Miller. A long-time math teacher at our school, he is the finest educator that I have ever worked with. His devotion to his students is legendary.

“He has brought many radical programs to the school from our new dress code to the embracing of traditional monogamy by our students. Feminism has had a vision for women that Mr. Miller disagrees with. Many of us are happy being wives and mothers, and those girls have been encouraged to embrace that role and become homemakers, teachers, secretaries, or nurses.

“And I am happy to report that a full half of those girls are pregnant with their first child, starting their families already.”

Applause rippled through the auditorium. I was happy about that. Most of the girls were bred by their boyfriends, but a few by teachers or me.

“Some exceptional girls, of course, have the intelligence and drive to make their own contribution to society,” continued Principal Brown. “They will be our future scientists, programmers, and businesswomen. But there are some girls that are ill-suited for either role.

“They are good for nothing but being used by men. Dumb sluts who need their lusts channeled towards proper submission. And that is what we have started here. I’m very proud to present Mr. Miller who will lead this auction and give you all the chance to bid on these naughty, naughty sluts.”

She backed away from the podium, applauding.

The audience burst into thunderous adulation for me as I marched out leading Darcy. I gripped the end of the belt as my teacher’s pet moved behind me. I had a big smile on my lips as the cheering echoed through the auditorium.

I reached the podium and waved at them, waiting for the applause to die down. Principal Brown went to a chair set to the side, sitting there and spreading her legs. Her son instantly buried his face between her thighs to eat her pussy.

“Yes,” she groaned as her back arched. Her eyes fluttered for a moment as she gripped the back of his head and held her to her pussy.

Soon, she would be drowning her son in cunt cream.

When I reached the podium, I helped Darcy to sit in the specially constructed seat for her. She sank down on it and spread her legs wide. Her pussy lips parted. She was just such a succulent treat to witness. Her pregnant belly swelled over her while her round boobs jiggled.

“Thank you so much for coming out,” I said. “My teacher’s pet is here to hep me out with my hardon.” I grinned. “With so many sluts for sale, I’m going to need something to take the pressure off.”

Chuckles echoed through the auditorium while Darcy giggled.

“This cutie is Darcy,” I said. “She’s about to have my daughter. Her mother, Mrs. Foster, is the instructor of the sex slaves and one of my prized slaves. In the back in the maid’s uniform is Cassandra, the pilot student to the program and my first sex slave.”

CRACK.

I loved the sound of the riding crop slapping into her hand.

“She’s very enthusiastic to make sure that these sluts are ripe and ready to be auctioned off today,” I said as I pushed my cock into my pregnant pet’s cunt. Now fifteen, she was still cute and adorable. She always would if my understanding of my powers worked the way I hoped. “Now, there we are. Darcy has a very tight cunt. I took her virginity myself. I’m the only cock that will ever be in her.”

Darcy beamed at me, her pussy clamping down on my cock.

“Now, sadly, we can’t auction off virgins. These are sluts. They’ve taken plenty of dildos and dick to make sure they’re ready, but they have never been bred. None of them are pregnant, and they all have a clean bill of health. You have nothing to worry about. They know how to cook, clean, and fuck. They get off on pain. On humiliation. They are all so eager to be yours.”

Some whoops and cheers echoed through the auditorium.

I drew back my cock slowly, sliding it out of my sex slave’s cunt. Darcy moaned as I did that. Then I slid back into her cunt, savoring the grip of her as Cassandra grabbed the first slave for auction. My dick twitched and throbbed as I heard a loud smack.

“Get that ass up there, slut!” Cassandra hissed.

“Yes, Miss Cassandra!” groaned Vera. She was a brunette girl with big boobs that jiggled in her red corset. She had on high heels and fishnet stockings, the gold rings threaded through her nipples and clit gleaming in the spotlights.

She sauntered up to the stage beside me and struck a pose, her legs spread apart, her hands behind her head. She was open for their viewing. Her cunt dripped juices. Cameras recorded her and projected her image up on two big screens flanking the stage. HD quality. You could see the beads of pussy cream dripping down her thighs.

My dick throbbed in Darcy’s cunt as I slowly pumped away at her pregnant pussy. I let the men get a good look at her. Just see how gorgeous she was. How beautiful and delicious she was. The sort of girl that they could all see themselves fucking.

“This is Vera,” I said. “And those are all-natural Double D’s she’s sporting. Big and soft tits just begging to slide around your cock. Eighteen, she’s young and fertile if you want her for a breeding slave. She’s got a tight twat, a tighter asshole, and a mouth that could deep-throat a boa-constrictor.”

She winked.

“Turn around, slut,” hissed Cassandra.

CRACK!

Vera moaned and turned around. She bent over, thrusting out her rump. A red welt formed on her pale ass. The men groaned in the audience as the cameras captured her rump and her tight slit dripping with her juices.

“She has an ass made for spanking, and that pale skin that really shows off the red. Look at that ass blushing.” I slapped my hand down on her rump as I pumped away at Darcy’s tight, pregnant cunt. “You are not going to be disappointed in Vera.”

“Face the audience, slut,” Cassandra hissed.

“Yes, Miss Cassandra,” the slave moaned as she straightened and turned around. She turned and faced the crowd, a big smile on her lips. It spread from ear to ear. She beamed there, looking so happy with herself. She put her hands on her hips, almost in a daring pose. “I’m Vera, and I’m ready to be your slut!”

The men groaned again as I savored fucking Darcy’s pussy. I smiled, letting their lusts swelled as I enjoyed my pet’s tight cunt. Pleasure flowed down my cock. She moaned, her face twisting with delight. Her milk-heavy tits jiggled.

“Let’s start the bidding at $500,” I said, my dick twitching in Darcy’s cunt.

It was a frenzy as each man had a paddle with a number on it. So many of them flashed out, it was hard to know which one had shot up first. “$1000!” I cried. More shot up. “$1500! $2000! $2500! $3000! $3500! $4000! $4500! $5000!”

Finally, paddles were dropping out. I was just in awe. It was clear that I had to start the bidding higher next year. These men wanted their very own sex slaves, and they were willing to pay top dollar for this slut.

“$5500!” I cried, pumping away at Darcy’s cunt.

253 raised his paddle.

“$6000!”

112 raised his paddle with 34’s shooting up next.

“I see $6500! Do we… Yes, yes, $7000 from 253. $7500 from 34. No $8000 to 112. 59 swoops in with $8500. $9000 to 253. $9500 to 59. $10,000 to 112. $10,500 to 253. Do I have $11,000?”

There was a pause while I pumped away at Darcy’s cunt. Then 34 raised his paddle.

“$11,000!”

Instantly, 253’s paddle shot up.

“Back to 253 for $11,500 and… 34 wants her for $12,000. Now $12,500 to 253.” My heart pounded as I worked my dick in and out of Darcy’s juicy snatch. “Well, 34 or anyone else, do you want her for— $13,000 to 34. No, $13,500 to 253.” I looked at 34. I could see him agonizing. “Going once…”

34’s sign started to edge up but hesitated.

“Going twice…”

34 shot his sign up.

“$14,000… No, 14,500 to 253,” I said, that sign shooting up in an instant. “Vera, you got quite the bidding war here.”

She beamed out in delight.

“34?” I asked, staring at the man. He shook his head. Too rich for him.

“Then sold to 253 for $14,500,” I said, the amount staggering me. It was a few months’ pay for me but to buy my own sex slave, that was something amazing.

253 came on down with Vera now holding out her collar for him. She knelt on the ground as the man came up on stage. He was an older man, a big grin on his face. He strode right up to her, his hands shaking.

“Daddy!” Vera squealed in delight. “Oh, Daddy, you really did buy me.”

“Took out a second mortgage on the house,” he said. “But your mother is behind this. She wants you to finally clean up around the house. She’s going to make sure you keep it spotless when you’re not polishing my knob.”

“Yes, Daddy!” Vera squealed as she handed him her collar. Tears spilled down her cheeks. “Oh, Daddy, thank you, thank you, thank you.”

He buckled the collar around her neck then Cassandra handed him a leash. He led her over then just stopped. He said something and, right there on stage, his daughter-slave opened his fly, pulled out his cock, and started sucking on him.

“Well, isn’t that a heartwarming conclusion to Vera’s auction,” I groaned, pumping away at Darcy’s pussy. “Bought by her own father. And look at how she happily suckles on his dick. Isn’t that a beautiful sight?”

Cheers ran through the auditorium.

“Well, next up we have Monique!” I said as Cassandra brought up the sexy Black girl. She had big boobs and half her hair dyed blonde which was then braided together with the black half to form something striking.

I thrust in and out of Darcy’s cunt as she was shown off. Then the bidding was underway. The men wanted her, too. I had a feeling most of the men didn’t have the money to really afford a sex slave, but there were more than a few out there who had money to spend.

Darcy whimpered as the bidding climbed higher and higher for Monique. I loved the feeling of my pregnant slut’s hot cunt squeezing about my cock. That delicious snatch was just made to massage my cock with all that wonderful cunt.

“Do I here $13,000,” I called as my nuts slapped into Darcy’s taint.

112 raised his paddle. Then 34 shot up his.

“34 has her $13,500,” I said. 34 seemed more eager for Monique. Maybe because she was Black? Well, I hoped he enjoyed her. “$14,000 to 112 and… no, $14,500 to 34. Do I hear $15,000… yes, to 112.”

Once again, 34 was outbid and Monique was sold off to 112. He claimed his sex slave. 112 also bought Alexandra and Chrissy. After getting three sex slaves, he seemed more than happy to let some of the others get one. 34 bought Miranda for $13,000 and grinned as he collared her.

“My wife is going to kill me for spending so much,” said 34 as he led off Miranda, “so you better be good at licking pussy.”

“I’m the best, Master,” she purred. “Would you like to fuck my cunt as I please your wife? That really makes me eat pussy with gusto.”

“Damn,” her new owner groaned.

I loved it. I kept thrusting away at Darcy’s pussy, the passion building and building as I sold sex slave after sex slave. The last one up, was Rhonda, a blonde with round tits and was nearly six feet tall. She used to be the star point guard on the basketball team. Now she was standing there as this athletic amazon sex slave.

She went for $16,000, the highest of all the slaves to 59 who stood a foot shorter than her. He looked so proud as he led her off. I groaned at that, and really slammed into Darcy’s cunt, fucking her pregnant depths with such hard thrusts.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, savoring the way her cunt massaged me. “That was a success!”

“It was, Mr. Miller!” my pet moaned, her hot cunt squeezing about me. She held me with her tight cunt. She gripped me with that wonderful snatch. “Oh, Mr. Miller, it was just perfect. I’m so happy! Just so thrilled!”

I felt so elated as I fucked her pussy, driving into her cunt. I buried deep and hard into her snatch. My balls slapped into her taint, full of all the cum that I would pump into her snatch. I buried deep and hard into her cunt.

The need to cum swelled and swelled. She whimpered, her face contorting as she quivered there. I fucked into her cunt with hard strokes. I buried into her twat over and over again. She moaned out with passion. She trembled as I pounded into her twat again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she squealed. “Mr. Miller! I love your cock. I… I… Yes!”

My pet’s pussy went wild around my cock. She convulsed on me. Her hot cunt writhed and spasmed around my dick. I drew back my hips, her hot flesh suckling at me. She moaned, her boobs jiggling. It was an incredible rush to feel her pregnant snatch suckling at me.

“Mr. Miller!” she moaned, rubbing her hands across her pregnant belly! “Cum in me!”

“Yes!” I growled and buried to the hilt in her cunt.

I threw back my head and erupted.

“Shit!” I groaned and fired into her cunt again and again.

It was outstanding to enjoy flooding her pregnant, underage twat. Just a rush to have all that cum spurting over and over into her snatch. Her hot flesh rippled around my cock. She nursed at me with all that hunger. It was an incredible delight to feel her nursing at me.

“Mr. Miller!” she moaned as she bucked on her platform. “I love you!”

Her cunt milked my dick. She worked out every drop of cum I had in my nuts. I fired it all into her, shuddering through the pleasure. The rapture washed over my mind one last time. I drew in a deep breath and breathed heavily.

“Damn,” I groaned as I savored the bliss melting through my vision.

“Very nice,” purred a familiar voice.

I turned to see Principal Brown striding up, her son crawling after. His mouth dripped with her pussy juices. My cock throbbed as an idea hit me. I grinned and pulled my cock out of Darcy’s cunt and faced the dominatrix.

“How’d we do?” I asked her.

“The auction made the school. $205,500,” she said, shaking her head. “We can do a lot of good with that money.”

“Nice,” I said, smiling.

“The girls sold at an average of $13,700,” she added. “Very well done, Mr. Miller. This was a rousing success. I just wonder if my auction of the studs in a few hours will be as profitable.”

“Who knows,” I said. “I think women are worth more, but those studs will probably be sold to landscaping companies or construction companies. Work hard by day and rent them out as studs by night or something.”

“What an excellent idea,” she said. “You are full of them.”

“Yes, I am,” I said. “Are you on birth control?”

“Of course I am,” she said. “I don’t want one of these studs to breed me.”

“You know, studies show that if I knock you up, and my cum can overcome your birth control, that you’ll stop aging. So, bend over, start licking my jizz out of Darcy’s pussy, and let me breed that MILF-twat of yours, Principal Brown.”

She smiled at me. “Only man I would take orders from.” She shuddered. “Stop aging, that is more than tempting. Okay, breed me.”

I grinned as she bent over, her plump rump thrusting out at me. She pressed her face into Darcy’s cunt. My teacher’s pet moaned in delight as the principal licked and lapped at her cunt. It was such a hot sight to see. I loved it. I loved it so much.

I slapped my cock, wet with Darcy’s pussy juices, on the principal’s rump. I loved that sound. I slid it down her body then thrust it into her pussy. I buried it into her cunt with a hard plunge. It was just such a thrill to be in her again.

I don’t think I had fucked her since the day I claimed Cassandra back at the start of the school year.

“Shit,” I groaned as I savored the principal’s married cunt around my cock. She moaned into Darcy’s pussy. “Damn, you have a nice cunt, Principal Brown.”

“And you have such a big dick, Mr. Miller,” she moaned, her twat clamping down hard on my dick. “So big.”

“Yes, he does,” moaned my naughty pet.

I fucked Principal Brown hard. I pounded her MILF cunt as she feasted on the creampie I left in Darcy’s bred pussy. I loved the sight of the principal devouring that pregnant cunt. My pet’s round belly rose above the principal’s head, that fertile curve so exciting to watch.

I groaned, thrusting into Principal Brown’s cunt with hard strokes. She moaned into that sloppy twat. Her head moved as she feasted on my cum. She licked it out of Darcy as I slammed to the hilt in that tight snatch.

“I am going to breed a daughter in you, Principal Brown,” I panted, plowing deep and hard into her snatch.

“Or a son,” she moaned. “Another boy to dominate when he’s old enough.”

I grinned. It would be a daughter.

I fucked hard into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. I fucked her with such hard strokes. It was an incredible delight to bury into her twat over and over again. She moaned as she licked at Darcy’s cunt.

“Principal Brown,” my pet moaned. “Oh, lick all that cum out of my twat.”

“It’s so yummy,” the principal moaned. “Just so delicious.”

Yes, it was.

I fucked that MILF’s cunt hard. I pounded her snatch with everything that I had. I buried to the hilt in her again and again. I fucked into her with such force. She groaned, her twat gripping my dick. It was an excellent moment.

A pure delight to fuck into her snatch over and over again. She moaned, her butt-cheeks jiggling. Cassandra, Helen, and Mrs. Foster watched. They were all rubbing at their cunts as I buried to the hilt in the principal’s cunt.

“Breed her, Master,” moaned Cassandra.

“Yes, yes, every married woman needs to have your daughter,” Mrs. Foster moaned, her arms reaching around her pregnant belly.”

“Yes, Mommy!” squealed Darcy. “Oh, Principal, you’re going to make me cum. You’re going to make me cum so hard!”

I grinned, my nuts tightening as I slammed to the hilt in the MILF’s cunt. Her pussy gripped me with such force. She held me tight in that wonderful cunt. I loved every thrust into her cunt. It was an incredible delight.

“Principal Brown!” squealed Darcy. “Yes, yes, yes!”

She bucked on the platform, her hands gripping her pregnant belly. She stroked over her round stomach as she climaxed. Principal Brown moaned as she drowned in my pet’s cunt cream. I loved the sight as I buried hard into the principal’s cunt.

“Fuck!” Principal Brown moaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s so good. Shit, yes!”

Her twat clamped down on my cock. Then her flesh went wild. I groaned as she nursed on me. She suckled with such hunger on my cock. I groaned, savoring that hot passion rippling and writhing around my dick.

“Shit,” I groaned and buried into the MILF’s cunt. “Oh, shit, that’s good. Fuck, I love it so much! I love that hot cunt!”

I erupted in the MILF’s pussy.

I spurted blast after blast of cum into her writhing snatch. Her cunt suckled at me as I bred her. She moaned into Darcy’s pussy. The very pregnant girl trembled on the table, her round stomach heaving.

“Principal Brown!” she squealed. “Yes, yes, drink my pussy juices as Mr. Miller breeds you!”

“Pumping so much cum into my pussy!” the principal moaned, her cunt going wild around my dick.

I loved it as she suckled at me. She nursed out all the cum that I had in my nuts. It was an incredible sensation. I loved every moment of it. I groaned as I spurted my cum a final time into her pussy. I fired out that last blast.

“Shit,” I groaned. “Oh, shit, that’s good. That’s so fucking good.”

I panted, reveling in the rapture firing from my erupting dick. It was fantastic to feel all that pleasure surging out of my dick. I flooded Principal Brown’s married cunt. The MILF’s hot snatch milked my dick. She wrung out every drop.

I bred her.

A big smile spread on my lips. I shuddered at the bliss. My mind drowned in all that wonderful pleasure. I panted as I fired that last spurt of jizz into the principal’s cunt. I trembled as Darcy whimpered. She quivered there.

Then she gasped, “Oh, no, Mr. Miller, I think… I think my contractions are starting.”

“Mine, too,” Mrs. Foster gasped.

Mother and daughter going into labor at the same time? Wonderful. I ripped my cock out of Principal Brown’s pussy, the excitement surging through me.

To be continued…

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