How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 17

"What's your name?"

"Ariel, sir."

"That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl."

I kissed her again, slipping in some tongue and moving my hand down to her shaved pussy. She jerked slightly when my finger penetrated her. She moaned again, a little louder. I fingered her until she had an orgasm, nearly dropping the plate in the process. I fed her my slimy digit, letting her taste herself. Next, I gave her a crab puff, puff pastry with crab meat inside.

"As soon as we're done with this food, I want you to mount my cock and ride me."

"Yes, Master."

I kissed her again, then slid my mouth to her neck where I marked her, leaving a hickey there. I fed her another cracker, this one with a different topping, some type of salami. She had a couple of baby carrots with a type of dip on them. I smeared some of the dip on each of her hard, taut nipples, before feeding them to her. As she chewed, I licked the dip of her nipples, while fingering her again, giving her a second orgasm in the process, preparing her for my cock. She licked my fingers clean. Next came a couple of Vienna sausages with a spicy barbecue sauce. More of the sauce on her nipples, the sausages in her mouth. I lapped the puckered buds on her chest, then played with her pussy some more. She moaned through her third orgasm, thrusting her hips against my hand. One last item on her plate, another stuffed olive.

Before feeding it to her, I whispered, "Ariel, just out of curiosity, who is your Master to you?"

"He's my boss at work and my fiancé, sir."

"Your fiancé? If you're engaged to be married, why does he seem to have the hots for that young Mistress I fucked?"

"You noticed it too, sir?"

"It was obvious. He looked like he wanted to kill me while I was fucking her."

"He's tried denying it, and sometimes I think he's telling me the truth, but then something like tonight happens, and I realize he's been lying to me, Master."

"Oh, he's definitely lying. Does he often share you with other Dominants?"

"Oral sex only, for the most part, and mostly females. You'll be the first male I've fucked other than Master since we became engaged, sir."

"There's another condom in my left pants pocket. After you eat this last item, get back on your knees, facing me, and suck my cock with as much adoration as you can show. Put the raincoat on and when you mount me, I want you to face your Master. I want you to let yourself go. Allow yourself to fully enjoy your fucking. Announce with pleasure how much you're enjoying it, and each time you cum."

"If the response of the other women was indicative of your sexual prowess, I won't have to do much pretending, sir."

"No pretending, just no holding back. I want to piss him off."

She smiled. "Yes, Master."

I gave her the last bite of food, kissing her when she swallowed, then taking the empty plate and setting it on the floor. She got off my lap and retrieved another condom from my pants pocket. Ariel knelt down and started sucking my cock. She couldn't get much of it down, but she made a valiant effort with dramatic flourishes. A few minutes of sucking, and she rolled the wrapper down my cock. She smiled up at me momentarily, before facing her Master and lowering herself on my prick.

She orgasmed, no pretending.

"I'm cumming, sir. You're splitting me in two, Master. Fuck, you're huge."

Ariel was three quarters of the way down when I arched my hips into her, driving the rest of the way inside her, and she climaxed again, screaming.

"Fuck me, Master. God, fuck me. You feel so good. No one's ever fucked me like this."

Dick's face was red, thunderclouds in his eyes. Since her back was against me, I had easy access to her tits and clit, and I made free use of both as she bucked up and down my cock. Ariel orgasmed two more times, begging for my cock. He looked at Laura, currently undergoing a deluxe spit roasting, a cock in her mouth, a strap-on in her ass, the young bisexual Mistress wearing it. He got a look in his eye I didn't like, a smile playing on his lips, the first one I'd seen since he knew he was losing his bet. He stood up and started jacking himself hard, waiting for the Mistress to abandon Laura's backside. He had a right to fuck Laura, but he wasn't putting a condom on.

I kept my eye on him while fucking Ariel. Oh, she was loving her fucking, and making it known to everyone.

"Fuck me, Master. I love how you fuck me. You fill me so full with your fat cock."

The Mistress was finishing up, pulling out of Laura's bum. Dick was erect but still not jacketed. He lined up behind Laura's pussy.

"Bonnie, no condom," I yelled. She was looking through the phone and might not have see he was unwrapped. Bonnie dropped the phone and saw Dick about the fuck Laura sans rubber. She leaped on him.

"Get the hell away from her, you bastard!" Bonnie yelled, pounding on him.

I'd already plucked Ariel off my cock, and quickly joined the fray. I grabbed his biceps in a crushing grip and yanked him up off his knees, grunting with the effort, hurting my rib in the process, but not caring.

"Get the fuck out, now," I threatened. "You're no longer welcome in this house. Never return."

He was grimacing from the pressure I was exerting on his arms.

"This isn't your house," he blustered.

"As good as," Rodney said, having heard and rushed to the noise. "Do as he said. Get the fuck out."

Another crowd was forming, murmuring as they whispered amongst each other. Their looks weren't friendly, not towards Dick, anyway.

"Fine, I'm leaving. Ariel, come on."

"You bet my slavery for the week, sir. Brick is my Master until next Friday evening."

"If you don't come with me now, you won't have a job on Monday."

"You were the one who wagered me away. You intend to blame me for your mistake?" Ariel asked, clearly miffed.

I noticed she didn't use sir or Master when she addressed him. I wondered if he noticed. From the flush on his face, I think he did.

"I'll ensure you get a job someplace else, Ariel," Rodney said, "if I have to hire you myself."

Rodney was gathering up Dick's clothes and dumping them outside. A rain had started and they were possibly getting damp, although they were still under the portico.

"Thank you, Rodney. You obviously appreciate that wagers must be honored," Ariel said, "no matter what kind of a snit you're in because you lost."

"If you don't leave with me right now, our engagement is over," Dick threatened.

Ariel removed her ring and threw it at him. "Our engagement was over when you lied to me about your attraction to Mistress Gwen. Master Brick, my former Master was keeping me off birth control except for condoms pending our marriage so he could breed me. Since you intend to breed Miss Tracy, perhaps you'd breed me as well." She knelt down and pulled off my condom. "I'd greatly appreciate it if we could conclude that amazing fucking you were giving me."

So that was her name. Gwen looked up sharply when she heard her name bandied about. She had a submissive male, about five years younger than she was, mid twenties, nice prick, maybe Tom's size. Maybe he'd like to double penetrate his Mistress. Rodney was still holding the door open.

"Get out, Dick. You're unwanted, by everyone," Rodney announced. "That should be totally clear by now."

Dick left in a huff, naked, dick shriveled, back stiff.

"With my Master's permission," Rodney said, "the party may continue until 12:30 since we've had so many interruptions."

"That sounds reasonable," I said. "There's plenty more to eat and drink. Enjoy yourselves. Bonnie, thank you for reacting so quickly. You may take Laura to your bed tonight in payment."

"I almost missed it. Too busy taking videos, I guess."

"But you did stop him."

"What a fucking dweeb he was."

More people started lining up on Laura, but Bonnie paid more attention to the generalities, as well as the specifics. There'd be no more close calls under her watch.

To Ariel, I said, "I can't fuck you without a condom until I'm sure you're free of STD's."

"I know, Master. I don't want a child unless I'm married, either. I just said that because he was being an asshole, and he deserved it. You don't need another submissive, do you?"

"Not at the moment, no."

"He wasn't a very good Master anyway. I have a feeling I'm going to find out what a good Master is like for the next week, sir."

"Would you consider a Mistress?"

"Who'd you have in mind, sir."

"Mistress Gwen. She was fucking Laura at one point, so she's not opposed to fucking a female, and she does have a male with a nice sized cock. If she's willing to share him with you?" I left the question unanswered. "I intend to fuck her again in the future, and on a somewhat frequent basis. If you were owned by her, I'd happily boink you every time I came to visit."

Ariel looked at Mistress Gwen. "I'd prefer a man, but under those conditions, Master, I'd have to give her serious consideration. Do you think she'd fuck you again?"

I just looked at her.

Ariel laughed. "What was I thinking, sir? She loved her fucking as much as I was enjoying mine. Of course she'd fuck you again."

"Perhaps we should invite her over while you're my slave this week and explore the possibility."

Ariel kissed me, then went into my pants for another condom. "First things first, Master. You have to finish that fucking you were throwing me. It was the best fucking of my life." She ripped open the packet and rolled it over my tumescent prick. "I'd like to face you this time since we're not playing up to Dick."

"Fine by me. We'll enjoy the bed tonight. Ride 'em cowgirl."

She swung her leg over mine and mounted me. Since she'd had a chance for her pussy to rest during the fracas, I fucked her until midnight before blasting a load in my rubber. Despite the fact we weren't putting on a show for Dick anymore, she didn't tone it down at all.

Orgasm over, I checked on Tracy to see how she was doing. Her swing had been lowered so she could undergo a double penetration. One cock in her ass, one in her cunt, and another cock went into her mouth as I watched. Rodney was keeping a close eye on things and he gave me a thumb's up to let me know she was okay. Laura and Tracy weren't the only two getting fucked, although it was more common for the slave to be orally servicing someone. Gwen's slave was licking her pussy.

"Before you leave today, I'd like your contact information. I'd like to invite you back later this week to discuss something."

"Of course. I'll touch base before I leave." She suddenly moaned, climaxing. "Good boy, that's perfect, don't stop."

It didn't require a response, and he didn't stop. She clutched his head to her pussy as she spasmed on his tongue.

I had Ariel stand next to me as I said goodbye to the guests. Rodney was taking care of Tracy, getting her down and cleaning her up after her train. As they left, I had her tell me the names of the people so I could bid adieu by name. Turns out granny Domme, was Mistress Margot. The second woman I'd fucked was Mistress Patricia, although everyone called her Pat for short. The youngest Domme was Mistress Wilhomina, but no one called her that. She was named after her great grandmother, but known as Mina for short.

"Mina sounds more like a slave name than a Domme name, Mistress," I said, "if you don't mind my saying so."

She laughed. "I've been known to switch for the right person, Master Brick. It certainly seems as if Miss Tracy and Ariel are enjoying their submission to you. Let me know if you'd like to play with me at a future date. I could easily see myself in your collar, sir."

"What of your current submissive?"

"She'd remain mine under you. Josie identifies as primarily lesbian, but she's a promiscuous slut who will fuck anyone I tell her to."

"Josie has a very spankable ass," I said.

Mina laughed. "I certainly think so. She's especially eager to lick my cunt when her ass is red."

"Expect to hear from me then. I'll get your number from the Mainquists."

"I'm looking forward to it. I can't say I've ever enjoyed thirty minutes of my live more. Ariel, if I may be so bold as to say that Richard was a real dick, and I don't know how you agreed to marry him, let alone become his sub. You could have done much better. I suspect the next week will prove it to you. I'm glad he's gone and won't be returning. He's a creep."

"I've already begun to realize that, Mistress. Thank you."

"There are some openings at my company. I'll put in a good word if you're interested."

"I'll be in touch if I need to, Mistress. Thanks for thinking of me."

"What kind of work do you do, Ariel?" I asked.

"I'm an artist, but graphic design is what pays the bills, Master."

"You'll have to show me some examples of your work. I'd be interested in seeing it."

"She's good," Mina said. "The rest of the world just doesn't know it yet."

"We'll talk later. Thanks for joining us," I said.

"Thanks for the fucking, come along Josie."

Mistress Gwen was the last to leave.

"Could you and your slave join us here for dinner on Monday evening?" I asked.

"Do you have anything scheduled, Paul, that would preclude a Monday evening out?" Gwen asked.

"Tuesday would be better, Mistress. I have something which might run late on Monday."

"Tuesday would be good for us," I said. "The Mainquist children will be back and there's no nudity allowed in the public spaces until after eight, but we can always adjourn to the bedroom for romping."

"Romping is what you'd call what you did to me?" Gwen laughed. "Tuesday it is then. I'd like a little more romping. Add that to the schedule along with anything else you want to talk about."

"Do you do anal sex?" I asked.

"You're not sticking that bat up my ass. No fucking way."

"Not without proper preparation anyway. I was think more along the lines of a double penetration, with Paul taking the rear."

"Mmm, I've never tried that before, but it does sound like it could be interesting. I'll think about it."

"If you don't do a lot of anal, you might want to consider some plugs to prepare you, extending up to the width of Paul's prick, since his will be going up the rear end. If you'd like someone to lick your ass afterward to clean up, consider cleaning yourself out with some plain water enemas first. If you've recently been tested for STD's and can provide medical clearance, both of you, we can fuck bareback."

"We haven't had it done recently; about four months back, but we're religious about the use of condoms with anyone but each other," Gwen said, "if that's sufficient?"

"I'll speak to the others involved in a decision like that and let you know. If not on Tuesday, I'd be happy to pay to have another test done for the future."

"I couldn't believe you bet Dick a million dollars you could last two hours. You must have been extremely confident, Master," Paul said.

"That's part of it. I'd just done it a week ago without a condom. I felt sure I could do it with a condom, but the money was insignificant."

"Insignificant?" Gwen asked. "A million dollars isn't even insignificant for Rodney, and he's pretty fucking rich."

"Brick is my nickname. I'm Bryce Harmon to everyone else."

Ariel started to stagger and I had to grab her. "Holy shit!" she said. "I just fucked a celebrity. A fucking billionaire is my new Master. Are your collars made out of gold and diamonds, sir."

"Not for a week's submission, they're not," I laughed. "Pretty much a dog collar from Target for a week."

"Remind me to be really nice to you, sir, and hope you remember me in your will."

"You'll be punished if you're not pleasing. That should be enough incentive."

"What are you doing slumming it in this shack?" Gwen laughed. "Are they fumigating your house?"

"I don't have a house, although Rodney is planning to design one for me. As for my reasons for being here, that's a story for Tuesday."

"We'll see you then," Gwen said. "Come along, Paul."

They left and I looked at the others. Laura and Bonnie were drooping. Laura still had traces of semen on her face from her activities tonight. Tracy looked ready to drop, although Rodney had cleaned her up.

"Bonnie, you may skip cooking for breakfast tomorrow. We can fend for ourselves. Let Laura have a shower and go to bed. Rodney, put Tracy to bed in your room. She's ready to drop."

"Yes, Master," he replied. "May I say, sir, that Dick has been kind of a thorn in our side for months. I'm happy you finally got rid of the bastard." He left with Tracy, and Laura and Bonnie left as well.

"What does that say about your choice in men, Ariel?" I asked her.

"Not much, sir. I've always made questionable choices in men, but as a submissive, I was looking for a Dominant, and he appeared in my life at the right time. Obviously, I met him at work. He satisfied a need at the time."

I steered her back to the master bedroom. We climbed into bed. "We can't have you naked around the house tomorrow after the kids get here. We'll need to pick up some clothes for you, and anything else you need for a week. We'll get some things for you tomorrow. You weren't living with Dick, were you?"

"No, Master, although I have a lot of things at his house. Because he's my boss, our relationship was prohibited by company policy and had to be kept secret, so I kept my own place."

"How could you have gotten married?"

"By leaving the company, Master. I was quietly looking for another job."

"Do you want to screw him over?"

"What do you mean, Master?"

"He was having an inappropriate sexual relationship with his subordinate. Now, he's fired you. You could report him to Human Resources. They'd probably fire his ass and give you some kind of severance to prevent a lawsuit."

Ariel laughed. "It would serve him right, wouldn't it, sir. I sort of liked the guy. I was going to marry him, after all."

"Did you like him, or was he fulfilling your submissive need?"

She thought about that a short time. "Probably more the latter, to be honest, sir."

"Then you could report him."

"If he doesn't give me my things back, I'll report him, Master. Otherwise, I'd prefer to forget him as soon as possible."

"Text him right now, and tell him to box up all of your stuff and you'll be by to pick it up tomorrow at 2 PM. If he fails to do so, you're going to report him to Human Resources."

She started to get out of bed. "I need my phone, sir."

"Use mine, just identify it's you texting." I handed her my phone. "It might piss him off some more."

Ariel smiled and sent a text. She showed it to me when she sent it.

Ariel here, waiting to fuck my new Master again. He's agreed to breed me, Dick. I should be fertile sometime this week. I need you to box up all of the stuff I've left at your apartment. I'll be there to pick it up at 2 PM, with a police officer to ensure there's no trouble. If you fail to have it ready, I'll be forced to go to Human Resources and report our relationship, since you fired me. If you give me my stuff back, I'll just report I left the company for a new job. Your choice.

"The police officer is a good touch. Do you know someone, or do we need to go to the police station first?"

"Paul, Mistress Gwen's submissive, is a police officer, sir."

Okay, that was a first for me. A police officer. I knew it was possible, of course. Dominants and submissives came from all walks of life. The privacy they set up for their parties, limiting it to Dominants and submissives, made quite a bit of sense. I set up a text to be transmitted at a specific time tomorrow morning to Gwen, so we wouldn't disturb them if they were asleep. Nine AM should be early enough.

May we borrow Paul to go to Dick's apartment today at 2 PM to pick up Ariel's things. She doesn't want any trouble.