How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 23

"You were nerdy?" Emma asked, then remembered and added, "Master."

"Did Edward tell you who I am?"

"He told me, sir, but it didn't mean anything to me."

"My real name is Bryce Harmon, and I created my first internet company in college. Sold it, started another, sold it and started a third. When I sold that one, I was a multi-billionaire. I own a fourth now, but someone else is running it, and I plan to sell it too, when it's profitable to do so."

That news seemed to surprise Charmaine too, as if she hadn't known or figured it out.

"And what, your new hobby is breeding women, sir?"

"Pretty much. More of an avocation now."

"Why the fuck?" Emma asked, forgetting again, then, "Master."

"Well, I love to fuck. That should be obvious, plus I'm good at it, and I was blessed with a fat prick. I didn't do that well with women when I was the skinny nerd, until they found out what I was hiding in my pants, and even then, the size sometimes scared them. I studied tantric sex and learned how to be a better lover. I got married and realized it was a huge mistake, because I can't remain faithful, because I love to fuck, and all the myriad varieties of women are very tempting. I cheated on my wife three times in the first six weeks of our marriage. I just love to make women cum too much.

"I don't believe in raising children as a single parent, so once I decided marriage wasn't a good fit for me, I figured I'd be childless. Like Greg's mom, my genetic heritage would end. But I was standing in the dance club we're going to tonight, and was approached by a woman who's husband was infertile and was a willing cuckold. He wanted her to have sex with another man, and if it was a good fit, have a child with her.

"I suddenly realized that I could have children, see them raised in a good home with parents who loved them. In all but Greg's and one other case, the men were infertile for some reason. Greg and the other fellow are just cuckolds who take pleasure in their wives having sex with other men. If it gives everyone pleasure, who am I say I shouldn't breed someone. It's their choice. I'm not making anyone do anything against their will.

"Emma, you might say, 'I'm doing shit against my will. He plans to whip my tits and cunt, and that doesn't sound like something I'll enjoy'. And maybe it isn't. But if you don't, I'll stop, and it was your choice to surrender your will to me in the first place. I gave you the option. I'll own your pussy for two months, but it will be under these rules. No one had to give me your pussy. Not you, not Edward. I didn't pay him for it, or extort him for it. I fucked you and you liked it, enough you wanted to do it again. And he liked it enough that he wanted to see me turn you into my slut. We're not hurting anyone if everyone is enjoying it. So yeah. I'm breeding other men's wives and getting a huge rush out of doing so.

"And it's not just my fucking. I could say your pussy is mine and I'm not sharing you with anyone. But I'm actively fucking about a dozen different women at various and sundry times, and new ones all the time. I went to San Diego to breed Karen, and ended up fucking you, Gail and Diana while I was there. If you're going to be a slut and fuck me outside of your marriage, why not James, or one of those two other guys. I could probably fuck you all twice each. But if you're having fun, and want to be a slut, be a slut. Don't just be a slut for me. Fuck everyone.

"Just me fucking you isn't going to turn you into a slut. You have to work to be slutty, and I have no problem with you being a slut, if everyone enjoys it. Let yourself go. Play around a little. Fuck the taxi cab driver, pick up someone in a dance club. Fuck a guy and his friend, get spit roasted. Get airtight. You know you loved it. Your husband loved it. As far as I'm concerned, when you go back to Edward, you're going to crave cock with every fiber of your being. You'll be a willing slut, and he'll be the willing cuckold who loves that you're a slut. I'm not going to fly down to San Diego once a week to fuck you. You'll need to find cocks on your own."

"The guys at the bar left," Charmaine observed.

"They weren't going to sit at our table for four anyway. They may still show up at the club. If they were scared away, they have no sense of adventure. My dick would be straining to get into any one of your cunts." They all smiled.

We took our time over dinner, even though Charmaine couldn't drink due to her pregnancy. She sipped a kiddy cocktail, but still had fun. We left about 8:45 and I hooked a leash onto Emma's and Ariel's collars and we walked to the dance club. Seattle is not as blasé as California and San Francisco, so we got a few more comments than we'd gotten before. We also got some wolf whistles, because all three women were seriously hot, and dressed to show it.

I paid the cover charge, sent Charmaine for beverages and found a table that wasn't quite as loud as some of the others, without a set of speakers over it. I unleashed Emma and went dancing with Ariel. By the time that we'd danced three numbers and returned, the three guys from the bar had found us and two of them were chatting up Charmaine and Emma. James hand was on Emma's knee, gently rubbing.

When James saw me, he pulled his hand off Emma's knee like it was on fire.

"Don't mind me," I said. "I don't particularly care where you put your hands." I emphasized hands, so he'd know I meant hands, and not some other part of his body.

The third friend asked if he could dance with Ariel and I told him to be my guest. After another song, both James and the other guy got up to dance too. Let's face it, unless the girls grabbed their crotches, it was the only way my sluts could find out how much meat they were packing.

Since I'd sort of specified there could be some hand mauling, all three women were getting felt up pretty good, not bothering to correct the men's behavior. Hands were wandering everywhere. I took a few photos for Edward and Barry. Charmaine's "date" was the first guy to approach me. I suspected that Charmaine had pushed him a little. She was standing a couple feet behind him.

"Charmaine said she could have sex with me, but there were rules, and I had to ask you."

"What's your name?"

"Quentin."

"Like the movie director?"

"Yes."

"There are rules, yes, rather simple but non-negotiable rules. First of all, Charmaine is married and pregnant, and she's not leaving her husband for another man, and she's a lady, despite her wanting to fuck you, so she gets treated like a lady. Her husband enjoys her having sex with other men, and she indulges him, because she enjoys it too. Next, you wear a condom. She can suck you off without one, but you get wrapped before your dick goes anywhere else. I have a supply if you don't have one.

"Next, you can have sex with her again in the future, but not unless you give your wife the same privilege as you're taking now, to fuck with others outside of your marriage," pointing to the wedding ring on his hand. He blushed, then got an angry look. "Come on, Quentin, cheating on her isn't ethical. If you're going to fuck around, give her the same opportunity. I'm not necessarily saying I want to fuck her, but I will speak to her about whether you've confessed your sins and are giving her the freedom to do the same. Otherwise, you never get Charmaine again. Man up. Besides, if you're cheating on her, she might already be fucking around on you. If you get tested for venereal disease and present a clean bill of health to me, you can fuck without a condom, but you have to use one with anyone else who is not medically cleared, and I don't care if it's your wife, which is another reason she needs to be told."

"Last, because this is for her husband as much as it's for her, your first fucking to orgasm gets recorded for her husband. It's the same every time you fuck her, unless he's there to watch. He needs to get something out of this. And to ensure the rules are followed, tonight, she gets fucked in my suite at the Hyatt. I don't have to be in the room, the recording will be done by one of the other women. Ariel doesn't leave the room until you cum.

"Her pussy is locked up and only I or her husband can unlock it, so keep that in mind if you hope to fuck her in the future. The rules are essentially the same for Emma if you want to tell your friends, but Emma is a one time deal. As far as I'm concerned, either one of them can take on two guys, but it has to be with their permission. No, means NO. Emma goes back to San Diego when I'm finished with her, and she's going to be busy. Questions?"

"When can we get started?"

"When everyone is ready to leave. I'm not leaving a woman here with you, or at the hotel without being present."

Quentin turned back to Charmaine and they went back on the dance floor to tell the others.

It wasn't long before the third one of their party came back to the table, Ariel's hand in his.

"Quentin didn't say anything about this delightful creature. Is she available?"

"What's your name?"

"Vince." He had an indentation on his ring finger.

"Are you married Vince? I ask because your buddy, Quentin, is."

"No, divorced."

"Because you slept around?"

He flushed red and balled up his fists. "No, she did."

"Are you in Seattle on business?"

"No, I live here. I've been in a blue funk ever since my wife left me for another man. My buddies told me it was time to cut loose and get laid. That's why we were at Daniel's. They were going to pay for a pro if we found one."

"Do you like Vince, Ariel?"

"He seems nice, Master."

"Do you work tomorrow?" Asking Vince again.

"No. I'm on an extended leave of absence." He noticed the questioning look on my face. "My father owns the company. He knows what I've been going through."

"Here's the deal I'll make with you, Vince. Ariel has to film the sex of your two buddies for the women's husbands. The husbands know they're both out getting laid. They're willing cuckolds, and seeing their wives get fucked is arousing to them.

"I was planning on fucking Ariel myself, but I'm willing to share her with you. When she's done with her videographer duties, you can either wait until I'm done with her myself, which will take roughly an hour, then you can have her on your own; or, in the alternative, we'll fuck her together." I saw the look on his face. "I'm not gay or bisexual, and I don't want to have sex with you. The closest I want to get with you is your dick in her ass while mine is in her pussy, or vice versa. Ariel loves a double dicking. Either of those are your choices. In the event you don't want to spit roast her, and since you're not working tomorrow, you can spend the night, and perhaps the rest of the day, if Ariel still likes you. I'll take care of any meals you consume. After your friends leave, you're also welcome to have sex with either of the others, and Ariel can also continue fucking you. You can also watch the women have sex with each other. That's the deal."

"What about my friends?"

"What about them?"

"Can they spend the night too."

"No." I looked at my watch. It was close to eleven. Three hours should be sufficient for the task at hand. "They're gone by two AM."

"They're my ride."

"We'll make sure you get home."

It didn't take him long to decide. "Okay."

"Then unless anyone wants to dance a while longer, I suggest we leave."

The seven of us left the club and walked back to the Hyatt. I left the leashes off my two slaves, and let them hold hands with their respective lovers for the night. They started getting really frisky in the elevator to my suite, quickly finding out none of the women was wearing underwear, although James already knew. There was no way Emma could wear panties with her dress. Even a thong would have been visible.

I opened the door and ushered everyone inside. "I have the master bedroom," I said. "I suggest Quentin and James do their initial fucking in the same room, so Ariel can capture both fuckings at once. After you've cum once, you can take them to a private room. Vince, you can watch the others get it on, or just wait with me. Ladies, get naked." I unlocked Charmaine's pussy when she was naked. "Emma, you have permission to cum. Grab some condoms," I said, pointing to the bowl. I went to my bedroom.

Vincent chose to wait with me. As it turned out, he had some questions.

"How did Ariel and you end up together?"

"She was in a submissive relationship to another man. He made a bet with me and lost, so I won her for a week. He was an asshole, and he was eventually arrested for trying to roofie another woman. Ariel asked to become my submissive permanently, and I accepted."

"Do you love her?"

"I care for her a great deal, but I'm not going to marry her, nor is she my girlfriend, if that's what you're really asking."

"Can I date her?"

"You can date her, but realize that as my submissive sex slave, she will be having sex with others at my direction, both men and women, in addition to me."

"Can you release her from your submission?"

"What are you really asking Vincent?"

"I think I'm in love with her."

"You barely know her," I said. "You've never even had a discussion with her off a dance floor. Two hours ago you were torn up about your ex-wife dumping you for another man. What the fuck, Vincent?"

"Crazy, I know. I never used to believe in love at first sight, but I swear, I've got it bad."

"Well, I don't intend to ever release her as my submissive, Vincent. I like her too much, but she has the choice herself. She can leave me at any time she wishes. If you convince her to leave me, it's well within her rights."

"What if she doesn't want to leave you?"

"I don't care if she marries you, Vincent. I have another sex slave who is going to get married at some point in the future, but her fiancé knows that I'm her Master and he accepts her submission to me. You can do the same. I will continue fucking her after her marriage, probably in her marriage bed, and control who she has sex with, so be aware that she will always be having sex with other people, and you have to be a willing cuckold if you continue seeing her, or even decide to marry her. If that's the case, you'd better enjoy being a cuckold, or it will destroy you. She won't leave you for another guy, but she wouldn't have to because she's getting plenty of great sex. She greatly enjoys her submission. I'm not sure if she'd ever give it up."

He nodded.

"As her husband, the only thing you wouldn't have to live with, is raising some other man's child with her. That's up to you. I'll either wear a condom if she's attempting to get pregnant with you, or fuck her ass or mouth, but that's all I'd do for you. The same for any other man she has sex with when she's fertile. That's not even a choice I give her, only the husband. If she wants to get pregnant and she's not married, she'll take her chances with everyone. If she is, the husband is the only one who has a say."

He was silent, thinking about my answers. He was about to find out how willing he would be as a cuckold, because I intended to fuck her hard and make her squeal. It took about twenty minutes for Ariel to film the first fucking.

She came into my bedroom, pussy nearly dripping, she was so aroused. "I've got it, Master. I figured we'd send it tomorrow when it wasn't so late."

"Fine. Display for me, slave."

Ariel assumed the position. "Look at my marks on Ariel's cunt, Vincent. She accepted them. I'll probably add a tattoo to the piercings she has now. I'm trying to think of something appropriately slutty, without being rude." I let him inspect her. "Undress me slave."

"Yes, Master."

Ariel undressed me, eventually unleashing my cock. She sucked me to hardness as Vincent watched. His dick got hard. I didn't totally assume he was a cuckold because he was aroused at watching live porn. I think we're all excited to varying degrees by witnessing sex, especially men. It's why porn existed. I'd need more evidence than that.

My cock hard, I tossed Ariel on the bed and told her to spread. She did so and I prepared her for my cock by licking her to three orgasms, which took almost no time at all, given her previous level of arousal. Then, I entered her, hard and fast. Ariel climaxed hard and fast, clinging to me and begging me to fuck her. I gave her twenty minutes in the missionary position, long stroking her wet cunt to multiple orgasms, then moved her to her hands and knees and entered her doggy style.

"Fuck me, Master. Fuck your slave. Leave your cum in me. Make me your bitch. Fuck, I'm cumming again. No one fills me like you do, Master."

I was thrusting harder, rocking her back and forth, turning her into my nasty, cum hungry slut, baiting Vincent. By the time I finished, Vincent had been hard for forty-five minutes, maybe longer as I hadn't watched him while I was between Ariel's legs, licking her. He hadn't rubbed himself, though, so that was in his favor. He was flinching when I orgasmed inside of her, pumping her full of my cream.

He'd waited, earning her. I told Ariel to go with him and do anything he wanted except fuck him bareback.

"Yes, Master. Come along, Vincent."

I set my alarm for 1:45 and went to sleep.

******

When my alarm went off, I checked on Charmaine and Emma. They were sleeping with their new lovers, fucked out. I took pictures for their husbands. I didn't see signs of semen except on their faces, so that was good. I woke up the men and told them it was time to leave. They asked about Vincent and I said he was staying, and I'd make sure he'd get home, because he said he didn't have to work today, and he'd had to wait for his fucking. I told Charmaine and Emma to get their asses to my bed.

They didn't protest too much and left without a meaningful fuss. I looked in on Ariel and she was lying, sleeping with her head on Vincent's stomach, about nine inches from his slightly larger than average prick. If his wife had left him, I would guess it wasn't because of his equipment. I went back to bed tucked between the two women, who'd already dropped off again.

When I woke up, I could hear Vince and Ariel having sex in the other room. That made me randy, so I fucked Charmaine while Emma licked her. I'm sure when Emma cleaned up after me, she was tasting some of Quentin too, as I doubted either of the men had licked pussy after cumming in it.

I told Ariel to finish up in there so we could order room service. Ariel came out naked, while Vincent had put on his boxers. I went au naturale. Vincent looked at my big, fat cock and remembered it being used to great effect on Ariel last night. He blushed when I caught him staring.

We all ordered breakfast from room service. I told Emma she was to answer the door just as she was when they delivered our food.

"Yes, Master." She shivered a little though.

As we waited, I asked both Charmaine and Emma how their extracurricular fucking had gone.

"James wasn't you, Master," Emma said, "although I'm rapidly learning no one is. He wasn't bad though, as good as my husband, anyway. It was exciting fucking someone new, so there's that, and he was younger than Edward, so more energetic, and able to get hard again faster. He fucked me four times in the time we had."

Charmaine said, "I'd fuck Quentin again. I told him he should tell his wife what he's doing and let her fuck you."

"What did he say to that?"

"Nothing, but I know he was thinking about it. He said his wife never let him fuck her in the ass. He fucked me twice there last night. When I told him all of us were anal sluts, I think he wanted to try fucking them too. He's nervous about telling her though. He's got one kid and he's afraid she'll leave him if he tells her."

"That's always a possibility. It is one of the risks of cheating."