Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Sir’s tail swelled inside me, stretching me further than I had ever been stretched before. Though I knew it was necessary, I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out—it was incredibly intense. And then something warm and wet and surprisingly thick was being pumped into my pussy. Gush, after gush of it filled me as the tip of the candalla found the mouth of my womb and spilled the breeding cream inside me.
I could feel its effects on me at once. I no longer just wanted Sir’s cock inside me—I needed it. Also, I could tell that the breeding cream had a lot more of the chemicals that Sir had told me would help him open up for him than any previous lubricant the candalla had given me. I felt certain now that when he finally entered me, I would be able to take all of him with no problem at all.
And then, after a long intense moment, the candalla withdrew. I moaned softly as I felt it leave me, followed by a gush of the cream from my overflowing pussy. Behind me, Sir took in a deep breath as he saw what his tail had done.
“What were you thinking?” I heard him rumble. “I told you no breeding cream!”
Looking down between my legs, I saw what looked like molten gold leaking from my pussy and coating my inner thighs. So that was what the breading cream looked like! I just hoped it would help Sir to change his mind because I was beginning to be in serious need—if he refused to breed me now, I was going to be in trouble.
“Sir?” I moaned softly, turning my head to look over my shoulder at him. “What…what’s happening to me? I feel so empty inside. I…I think I need you in me.”
“Yes, you do,” he said, frowning. “I’m afraid my candalla disobeyed me and filled you with breeding cream instead of regular lubricant.”
I bit my lip.
“Does that mean you’ll have to…have to…”
“Yes, I’m going to have to breed you,” Sir told me sternly. “I know that I promised not to, but I’m afraid your body will be going into Need any time now—the same way some other species go into Heat. So I’m going to have to do my best to get you pregnant. I’m sorry, little one—I didn’t want to do this to you.”
I felt my heart leap—this was what I had been hoping for! But I tried not to let my elation show.
“That’s all right, Sir,” I told him. “I…I don’t mind.”
He frowned sternly.
“You don’t mind me breeding you? Trying my best to plant a baby in your belly, little one?”
“I’m yours, Master,” I said simply. “You can do what you want with me.”
The look on Sir’s face softened and he reached out to stroke my back and shoulders lovingly.
“You’re such a good girl, little one—such a good pet. All right then, if you really don’t mind it, spread your pussy wide for me and let me in.”
“Yes, Sir,” I whispered. Lowering my head, I lifted my ass in the air and spread my thighs even wider. I could still feel the breeding cream dripping out of me and I knew in a moment Sir would replace it with something much more potent—his seed.
“Good girl,” Sir murmured, sending a shiver of desire and delight through me. “Open up and take my cock—take it all and take it deep.”
As he spoke, I felt the broad head of his cock find the entrance to my pussy and then he was sliding inside me. I bit my lip as I felt him come to the bulge in the middle—the hurdle I hadn’t been able to get over before. But this time, thanks to the golden breeding cream, the bulge slid easily into me, followed by the rest of Sir’s long, thick cock.
And then, he just held it there, not moving, inside me.
At first, I couldn’t understand what was happening. Why wasn’t Sir breeding me? Then I saw that Mister Takalook was strolling around, inspecting all of the different pets with their Master’s cocks buried inside them.
The girl with the double-pussy was on her hands and knees now, with one of her Twin Masters lying under her and one standing behind her—both with their cocks buried to the hilt inside her. Turning my head, I managed to see that La’le’la was similarly impaled, though her new Master had chosen to lie on his back on the pedestal and let her ride him. She seemed quite comfortably seated with his shaft deep in her pussy, though by the faces he was making, I wasn’t sure how long her Master would be able to hold out. Apparently her special svengalla pussy was already milking his cock, eager to get his seed to spurt.