Holed Up Ch. 03

Two naked bodies were caught in a lover's pretzel twist, smacking their hands all over each other. Legs grinded, lips became locked in a furious hold, and many moans were had. Clothes had already come flying off, pants and shirts and underwear. All that remained were two sweaty fuckbirds who had an itch to scratch.

It was something I so badly wanted to scratch, too. All I could do was masturbate to video after video of marathon fucking and sucking and cumming. I knew what it was I wanted to do...Gustav had suggested I watch some of this stuff, after all. Yet he was being difficult about actually fucking me. Putting his big, thick, juicy dick where it belonged. I drooled a little bit just thinking about it.

The only thing he would do was let me give him a blowjob. Three square meals a day I drank from him, savoring his warmth, feeling his power over me. The thick, creamy, sweet taste hadn't diminished at all. Every time I tasted him, I just wanted more. He always seemed to pull away just when I was about to orgasm from the sensation, too!

And yet, every night I lay in his lap as his body weight enveloped mine. Strong hands cupped my cunt and purred loudly against my pussy. I orgasmed myself into sleep, my wet lips leaking all over my bed and into his hands. If Gustav cared, he hadn't said anything to me.

He knew what I wanted. I humped the air when he held me, bucking against the perfect package I knew he protected quite well. But he didn't budge, choosing to keep me on the edge. Literally.

The looks of those girls, their bodies owned and used, their faces in another world of pleasure and paradise. Some of them drowning in the spray of another man, others buried deep in the crotches of beautiful women. That was all I wanted! Couldn't Gustav understand that?

I asked him about it later that day. Why he wouldn't fuck my brains out. I couldn't remember the entire conversation, but I do know that he said I wasn't ready...yet.

Oh, and I also left the room with a face full of cum, some of it dripping onto my boobies. They were getting really big and bouncy. They felt funny whenever I walked, sat down, humped Gustav...They always felt funny. And good. I loved the sound they made when they slapped together!

Sometimes, Gustav asked if I wanted his dick between my boobies. He called it a titjob. It felt so good feeling his hugeness so close to me. Tasting his spray as it exploded all over my face.

I spent yesterday trying on some sexy underwear Gustav brought me. Nipples poked through perfectly sized cutouts in white lingerie, open to the fresh air. I loved playing with my nipples, holding them up to my face and nibbling on them! Gustav liked to do it too, taking my breath away every time he did. My big titties and nipples were always on display for us both.

I had a similar pair of panties, too, with a window opening up my cunt, clitty, and asscrack. In the mirror, I saw my body as it was meant to be seen. Anyone's eyes would know exactly where to go before anywhere else.

Gustav held me tightly, his hands spreading and kneading my butt. It felt divine, being pinned to him, cushioned by my titties. I loved feeling the warm but fierce touch of his finger on my ass, and I tried to slip a finger in my rear every time he got close.

"Soon," he whispered. "You need to open your body to me, first."

I pouted, irritated he would even ask me something like that! "I've been asking you to fuck me for days!"

My cunt slid up and down his thigh, leaving a sticky trail in its wake. I didn't care about the mess I was making, I just needed him to take me!

"I'm open! I'm here! I'm asking you to fuck me!"

Gustav looked down on me, his expression unchanged. He seemed as patient as ever, always looking like he was one step ahead of me. "I will," he calmly offered.

"But you need to be in a different, calmer, and more controlled state of being before I can do that."

Controlled? Calmer? I was so calm!

"You're ready to start on your journey." With swift hands, my lingerie was removed, sending a wave of goosebumps across me. I was nude again, in my happy place. Ready to do whatever I needed to do.

A large pair of headphones slid over me, resting comfortably on my ears. They were connected to a music player with only a play/pause button in its middle. The only other thing on the little device was a cord, featuring a clamp at the end.

Without warning, the clamp was affixed to my clitty, jolting me with a quick orgasm. As the white flashed in my eyes, Gustav picked me up and sat me in bed without so much as a grunt of effort.

"Listen to what you hear. Do as it suggests. Then you'll be one step closer to fulfilling your wish."

I let out a goofy sigh, which he seemed to take as an acknowledgement. He pressed play on my little player, then turned around and exited.

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I squeezed the muscles in my pussy for what felt like the hundredth time, feeling it open up like a flower bud. On this attempt, my ass was sticking up towards the sky, with my cunt in full view of whomever happened to be looking through my window at the time. My legs were spread wide, and the little device containing my tutor dangled carefully from my clit.

"This position is called 'presenting'. When in this position, you are most vulnerable and exposed. When you are to present yourself, this is what you must do."

Presenting. Such a strange choice of a word. When I thought of presenting something, I thought of presentations or awards. Maybe even a pet that could do some cool tricks.

Well...Wasn't I worth presenting, now? Something to admire and behold. And maybe even use, when the time was right. Eventually. Soon.

My pussy dribbled again on demand, consuming the teeny computer. This thing was made of tough stuff, and had been drenched in my vaginal drool for a while.

"Squirt into your hand, then taste yourself."

I obliged, lowering my hand to my snatch and flexing my muscles down there. Within seconds, I felt a steady stream of my cum erupt into my cupped hand.

Once I felt enough of it in my hand, I brought it up to my face and sipped graciously, tasting myself again. It tasted as incredible as it had the first I'd tasted my pussy juices hours ago. Sweet and creamy, with an electrifyingly salty edge. The taste simply prolonged my orgasm, shooting even more cum beneath me.

"Do you like the taste of your pussy?" whispered the gentle voice in my ear. There was a firm edge to its speech. It reminded me of Gustav a little, but I couldn't figure out why.

"MMMMmmmm!!" I moaned and whined with pleasure! Yes, I loved it! I wished I could drink from a pussy every day, it was so incredible!

"Good. Return to the 'breasts forward' position."

I complied quickly, fumbling with my boobies to stick them as forward as I can. I kneeled on my shins, causing my pussy dribble to coat my thighs, legs, and feet again. I liked them better when they were wet!

"Please firmly grasp your nipples in your hands, then squeeze them until milk is released."

Oh yeah, my boobies were milky now, too. That's why they were so heavy and funny and bouncy. With a good pinch, white milk sprayed from my nipples and caked my bed, clouding up the mirror in front of me.

I needed to constantly massage my boobies for the milk to come out. It felt so good when I did, like relaxing a muscle I didn't know I had! I'd been practicing milking myself on and off for the past few hours. It was the first thing the strange person in my ears had told me to do. Since then, I've looked forward to this wonderful feeling!

"Raise your left nipple to your mouth and drink your milk."

My milk also tasted extra super good. So creamy, thick, and yummy! I'd been drinking a lot of it, ever since I found out that I could even make my own milk. It was convenient to be able to get to a snack when I needed it!

My left tit was firmly attached to my mouth, while the other soaked everything in front of me. Liquid gold pumped through my tits.

"Do you enjoy releasing milk from your breasts?"

"Mmmmhmmmm!" I moaned around the thick nipple.

"You have achieved Phase 1 of Fertility. Go to the living room and await further instructions."

I quickly complied, letting my teat bobble from my mouth to my chest. I pushed off my bed with both hands and made my way into my small bathroom.

At this point, I had been on autopilot for most of the day, doing whatever the bright voice in my head told me to do. It was a big weight off my shoulders, not having to boss Gustav around. He was doing his thing, and now I got to do mine!

Speaking of Gustav, he was there to greet me when I entered the room. He had a big camera in his hand.

"Good afternoon, Miss Kiley. How are you feeling?"

"Reeeeeallly good!" I squeaked, holding my boobies up beneath my chin, showing them off!

Gustav just smiled and removed the big headphones and tiny box from me, jolting my clit as the sudden pressure was released.

I was left gasping while he continued talking to me.

"That's wonderful to hear. I would like to take some photos of you and your nude body."

There he was again, bossing me around, suggesting things he thought I might want to do.

What if I said no to him? Would he care?

Why would I even do that? Or even think it? Gustav was only doing what was best for me, what I really really wanted to do.

"Is this gonna be like those movies and stuff that I was watching before? Like, with the naked girls and the posing?"

Every single woman from those albums looked so happy or so peaceful. I'd dreamed a little bit about making my own porn, but hadn't really figured out how to do it. Sounded like Gustav was ahead of me again!

"That is correct, Miss Kiley. We do not have to distribute these photos unless you're willing to, but-"

"Yes! Yesyesyes! Let's do it! Let's make some porn!"

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I looked away from the camera lens, staring out the open window. So what if anyone was watching? Let them see a hot, sexy girl who wanted to show off!

Clickclickclick. Gustav's fancy camera was rapid-fire, taking lots of pictures all at once. It had been a long day, and the sunset was peaking now, half-hidden below the distant horizon.

The last light of the day danced over my thickness, my boobies, my ass. I could feel the heat on one half, while the other was saved forever in Gustav's camera.

Was there such a thing as masturbating to myself? I'd have to find out later!

My gaze returned to Gustav, and I gave him a little smirk. I'd gotten the hang of acting playful, looking the part of a sex goddess. I'd asked Gustav if I was even sexier than other girls now, and he said that I was pretty high up there.

I'd call that a major win in my book.

Gustav and I had been going at this for hours. I was getting tired from all the posing, all the angles, all the kneeling or standing or stretching. No part of me was left undocumented by his lens.

"Do you feel sexy, Miss Kiley?"

This caught me off-guard. How could he ask me something like that? After we'd spent the whole afternoon immortalizing how sexy I was?

"Of course I do, silly!"

"Would you like to be sexy forever?"

"Yes! Please! Yes! I wanna be sexy!"

"You have achieved Phase 2 of Fertility. Come with me."

He took my hands and led me somewhere else in the apartment. I recognized that we were going into Aastha's room, which had been vacant since she'd left a while ago.

Now, with the lights dimmed, I could barely see into it. Gustav closed the door behind me, then faced me.

"Recline on the bed, with your breasts underneath you."

His voice was strong, cool, and knew exactly what it wanted. I did what he asked, resting my hips on an elevated towel and my boobies on a fluffy pillow.

I completely sunk into the softness, unable to wiggle around. No way to see what was coming, other than to feel it and to let myself come.

I felt my thighs move apart a little, exposing my cunt and butt to the hot, thick air around us.

I was...feeling funny and dizzy again. This was that happy place where I didn't need to think or do anything, just feel. I never wanted to leave this plane...

"Present your ass."

I did as asked, peeling back the muscles in my rear to show off its interior. To feel how exposed I was to my...guardian angel. To this icon of masculinity, of patriarchy.

And then I felt something pressing at my butthole, trying to squeeze its way in. Yes! This is all I had wanted! To be filled, used, plugged.

There was no request. No ask. Not even a "Would you like your ass to be filled, Miss Kiley?" Gustav knew that this was what I needed, and was just acting as an extension of my will. Of what I wanted. Of what needed to happen.

I stretched my muscles around the massive intruder, feeling it slowly sink into me. Allowing it to piston in and out of me, shaking my core. Vibrating inside of me. Flooding every nerve with sensation and complete rapture!

Orgasm after orgasm crashed through me, blocking out everything else. My heavy moaning was only matched by the sound of a hand slapping against my ass as it pulsed through my presenting rear. I wanted, needed, to be taken this way!

There was a sudden stop in everything. I was empty back there, loose. Had something happened?

Then, I was plugged up again, only much more fully and deeply. Careful hands held onto me for balance, and I felt warm skin on my legs.

I felt a strong buzzing, then a deep liquid flowing down my rear entrance. Gustav was filling me up with his seed. But it wouldn't do anything back there, other than make me a horny mess. Right?

I still shook in his hold on me, letting his huge supply of cum find its way home. I bucked around on my legs, yelping, squirting my own cum with a mixture of his. Oddly enough, Gustav remained completely silent during the ordeal.

Time crawled to a halt during my ceremony of fucking, my mind unable to cope with the magnitude of sensation I'd been put under. All I knew, all I felt, was my orgasming body convulsing like crazy!

And then...he pulled out, leaving me panting, exhausted, and drenched in sweat. Oh, and his cum, too. And a bit of mine.

The room reeked of sex, of heated pleasure. It fogged up the windows, covering everything I could see. It was such a wonderful smell.

I felt myself being flipped onto my back, my sticky skin catching on everything in the way. I saw Gustav in the dark light of the room, his huge dick erect and ready to take me again.

"I can tell you enjoyed that, Miss Kiley."

"I did," I softly whispered.

"That is good to hear. I hope that you like what comes next."

Gustav then went to town on my pussy, playing with every little detail that I had to offer in my snatch. This was slow, careful, gentle. I was still extremely sensitive and horny, and absolutely orgasmed a few times, but not with the spasms and urgency of before.

My titties bounced around as he worked my cunt, massaging the folds and innards with such detail and attention. I was fully spellbound by the care that was being administered, no thrashing or grinding of any kind.

His fingers slipped inside, releasing more pressure from within me. Tensed muscles let go as one of the last barriers to my innocence was defeated. I'd gladly opened the door as raw sensation coursed through me, into me.

I gasped, but not in pain or shock. I was content, satisfied for the first time in a while. This what it felt like to have sex, to have someone dominate me. To let someone into your sanctuary, to trust them to worship it.

"Miss Kiley, would you like me to fuck you?"

"...Yes," was all that came out.

"Miss Kiley, would you like me to cum inside of you, impregnating you?"

"Yes, please," I whimpered. Could he make me pregnant? He was a robot, there's no way he could actually do anything to me. Right?

"I need to warn you of what will happen, should you choose to allow me to fuck you."

Ugh, he was ruining the moment. Less talking, more fucking!

"You have by no doubt observed the changes to your body that I have caused. They were to prepare you to be fertilized, or impregnated, by me."

He made me this sexy? Wow, that...explained a lot. And I liked it. I liked being sexy. I LOVED being made sexy. It was hot. And sexy!

"Now that your body is ready, and is willing, only one last thing remains."

My pussy gaped before him. It almost looked like it was beckoning forward, onto me, into me.

"If I impregnate you, Miss Kiley, you will become incapable of commanding me."

It's not like I was doing much of that, anyway!

"You will be subject to my will, and that of the offspring you will produce. Your primary purpose in life will be as a mother to my children, and to my children's children."

Yes...Giving birth. Having something, no, someONE grow inside of me. Be nurtured by me. Come into being because of me. It felt right in every way.

"Every need and want you could ever wish for will be granted."

So I still had a bunch of handsome servants! Nothing would change, I'd just get a bit bigger.

"Knowing all of this, do you still wish for me to fuck you, Miss Kiley?"

"Yes ohmygod fuckmefuckme please oh fuck just fuck my mind out please fuck!" I couldn't hold it in any more! My mind and cunt were melting!

"As you wish, Miss Kiley. Please enjoy this."

Heat. Fullness. Completeness, a sense of being wonderfully solve hit me out of nowhere. I faintly recognized this as Gustav pounding into me with everything he had, wasting no time in shooting his spunk deep within me.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him, desperate to hold on to anything while I convulsed with pleasure. Robot spunk and girl cum poured from my crotch, dripping like a waterfall.

Everything was pounding into me. I moaned with relief, accepting what I'd transformed into. This was all I needed to do.

"Feel my seed pour into you. Flowing through you. Changing you. As my words echo in your ears, I will become part of you. In return, you will be an extension of my will..."

The last of his words echoed in my mind, bouncing around me. I fell backwards into a deep sleep, blessed by the fullness of Gustav...no, Master Gustav...making me his...

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I moaned silently at the constant pistoning that massaged my crotch. A thick dildo slowly slid up and down my butt, while a huge vibrator was affixed to my clitty, keeping me motionless.

My tits were alternately squeezed by two of Master Gustav's many Children. Nearly identical to each other, their strong fingers toyed with the thickness of my tits and my pointy nipples. Their motions were consistent, calculated, and continuous. I was left breathless by the assault.

I couldn't call these handsome devils MY children...They were basically clones of Master Gustav, that just needed a womb to grow in. I was more than happy to provide such a place, having relished in my pregnancy. My belly grew huge within a week, and in another week I'd brought the first of Master Gustav's children into the world.

Master said that, if I behaved, I might get to give birth to a girl like me! I'd dreamed of touching another girl's boobies, taking their tits into my mouth to feel their warmth. Everything would be different if I had someone to talk about girl stuff with!

I hungrily drank from a long cock offered to my mouth. Gustav's children were made to breed, and could go for marathons of fucking and playing and toying. I'd definitely wasted a couple of hours in the passionate embrace of these automaton.

But I didn't see them as robots anymore. I couldn't. They were shepherds, fucking the sheep and women who just happened to get in their way. But their ability to take care of their newly-fucked charges was second to none, able to anticipate and produce every possible want and need.

I finished my lunch and felt a deep rumbling from my belly, a strong vibration. My pussy gushed and blossomed open like a flower, chilling me down to the bone. I was giving birth again!