How I Became a Breeding Bull Ch. 28

Kneeling between her legs, I positioned my cock at her exposed opening, and began to push forward slowly. The crown only halfway in, Aiko orgasmed again, moaning as I spread her apart. I took my time getting the rest of my cock inside of her and she orgasmed again as the base reached its widest point and our groins touched.

I stayed still as I felt her pussy loosen its grip as she slowly stretched. She was still having orgasms as Emma was still licking her. I let her have a couple more before I started to move, not fast, still slow, but letting her feel the movement, the head moving inside of her.

The frequency and intensity of her orgasms increased.

"Does that feel good, slave?"

"So good, Master. It's been so long. It feels amazing."

"How long has it been?" Emma asked, pausing long enough to ask.

"Ten years," Aiko said, whimpering. "Ten long, long years."

"We'll tell you later, Emma, keep licking."

She sucked on one of my nuggets in response, before licking Aiko again. My cock was coated in pussy cream now as Aiko's body had gone into overtime to ease her fucking. After roughly fifteen minutes of entry. I asked what position she would like to try now. Aiko chose to ride me cowgirl. Personally speaking, I liked any position in which I could face the person I was fucking. I could watch the expressions on their face as they orgasmed, their 'O' face, plus I could play with their breasts, kiss, suck nipples, although Aiko was so tiny, I had to bend a lot to suck hers.

Given more control, Aiko started to fuck me faster, having gone slow long enough. Her orgasms more explosive, even without the licking.

"Your pussies were right, Master. This is the best fucking I've ever had. I can see why you own so many. Thank you for this. Thank you for suggesting that Kenzō allow me to fuck you on a weekly basis. I've needed this for so long. Fuck me. Cum inside of me, let me feel the hot cum flooding my pussy that will soon give me a child. Fuck me, Master."

At about the forty minute mark, I let go and gave her what she wanted. As I flooded her cunt with cream, she exploded again, feeling the pulses of my prick inside of her. It had been several hours since I climaxed, and I had a lot of cum to give her.

When I pulled out, Emma took over clean up, while I fed my cock to Aiko to clean. She was swift and sure in cleaning me off and I let myself rise again. She became more eager as she felt me swell, knowing I'd be able to fuck her again. I claimed her missionary this time, her legs bent double over my arms and I long stroked her for another half hour, unleashing another package of cum with clean up rapidly following.

I looked at my watch, around 11 PM. "I want you to go to sleep now, Aiko, but for the next twelve hours, until 11 AM, you can ask for sex, by sucking my cock back to life, even if I'm sleeping. I may not fuck you for long, being tired myself, but I will fuck you."

"Thank you, Master."

Emma had to ask again. "Why has it been so long since Aiko had sex?"

"Her husband lost his cock and balls for doing something stupid. That was ten years ago. She hasn't had regular sex since that happened."

"Ten years! I can't even imagine," Emma said. "You poor girl. No wonder Master is giving you special treatment."

Aiko cuddled in my arms and went to sleep. Three times during the night, I woke up to her sucking on my cock. I'd fuck her lying down behind her, fifteen to twenty minutes each, licking up my own sperm so Emma could sleep. She also fucked me at breakfast as I fed her, around eight-thirty, and again at ten while the other three were at the gym, asking me to fuck her until her time ran out, so I gave her another hour, fucking her in three different positions, no need to worry about stretching her each time now. Then we showered, cleaning the sex stink from our bodies.

Our showers over, I inserted a small plug in her anus to start stretching her for anal sex.

"I've never had anal sex before, Master."

"You'll be well prepared before you do, Aiko. Like your first time in ten years, it's something I want you to enjoy, so you're willing to do it again. Normally, I'd also give you some Ben Wa balls to start using to keep you tight for your husband. This is the first time I've never had to worry if I'd be stretching you out too much for a husband. Essentially, I'll be your only sexual partner for the rest of your life unless you decide to include other men in the future."

"I don't think Kenzō will ever allow another man to fuck me. Despite what's happened, he still loves me greatly and I think it pains him to know I'm with another man. I wasn't surprised he didn't stay to watch."

"I wasn't either. I think you should call him every night after he gets home from work, thank him for allowing you to do this, and tell him how much you love him. I wouldn't give him details unless he asks for them, and even then, give him as little as he's satisfied with. Saying too much would be like him watching."

"Yes, Master. I agree. Thank you."

I checked my phone and saw I'd missed a call while I was in the shower, The voice mail message was from Wyoming, asking me to call her.

Putting her on speaker, I called her back. "You're on speaker and Aiko is listening," I said.

"Did you spend the night and fuck Brick, Aiko?"

"Several times."

"Was it as good as everyone said?"

"Even better than I expected." Another ringing endorsement.

"That's why I called. Jack wants to give Brick my pussy until I'm pregnant."

"Jack does, or you do?" I asked.

"Well, we both do."

"I see. Why?"

"We don't have a lot of money, and we thought that having an educational trust for our baby would be nice."

"Do I start fucking you when you become fertile, or start fucking you now?" Trust fund, that's what they were telling themselves.

"Uh, now, I guess." Of course.

"Will Jack be watching you be bred?"

"Yes." Cuckold.

"When do you become fertile?"

"My period starts in three days, so two weeks. I'm pretty regular."

"You'll be my sex slave until a pregnancy test confirms you're pregnant. I'll release you at that time, unless you choose to leave earlier, at which point, I'll no longer breed you. You're essentially committing to be my slave for about one month, perhaps a little longer."

"I understand."

"Get used to addressing me properly. I understand, Master or sir."

"Yes, sir."

"Are you coming over now to be collared and claimed?"

"Does that mean you'll be fucking me?"

"Fucking me, sir or Master. Say it."

"Does that mean you'll be fucking me, Master?"

"It does."

"We can wait until Jack gets off work, can't we, sir? He wants to watch."

"We can wait, but you'll be staying with me for the next week. Jack won't be welcomed back until the week is over. After a week is up, he can see you get fucked again as the delicious slave slut I'll have turned you into, at which time, you can return home. As my pussy, he won't be fucking you again without my permission, not even a blow job. Make sure you have two slutty outfits you can wear outside of this room, no bra or panties. Bring some exercise clothes. You'll work out at the hotel gym an hour a day. You'll remain naked inside of the room, no matter who is here. I'll discuss the other rules I'm imposing on you as my sex slave."

"Yes, sir. What time should we come?"

"How early can you get here and still eat beforehand?"

"Six-thirty, Master."

"Be here then. Come to the Presidential Suite."

"Yes, Master." I ended the call.

"You're not treating them the same way you're treating Kenzō and me, sir."

"Everyone is different. Jack is a willing cuckold. He wants to see his wife get fucked."

"Yet you're not letting him watch past tonight, Master."

"No, and it's going to drive him nuts, not knowing what's happening to her. He'll masturbate five times a day, wondering what I'm doing to her. When he sees her again, she'll be an obedient slut, willing to do everything I say. He'll have witnessed her transformation to eager three hole slut. The first cuckold I dealt with used to spontaneously climax while I was fucking his wife. He didn't even touch himself. I suspect Jack might be close to that, my personal opinion. I wouldn't be surprised if I keep fucking her even after she's pregnant. While they both want her pregnant, he is as much interested in watching her with other men. Provided she enjoys herself while I have her, it's likely they'll both want it to continue."

"What are we doing until they get here, Master?"

"You need to practice licking pussy as soon as the girls get back from the gym. I think three orgasms for each of them, even Trudy. Then they can lick you to one apiece, and I'll fuck you again."

"I didn't bring any clothes, sir."

"I saw that. Did you think you'd stay naked the whole time you were here?"

"At the time I arrived, I wasn't certain what we'd be doing, and when, Master."

"We'll buy you some things. You'll be exercising as well, an hour a day."

"Do you think I'm fat, sir?"

"No, you're perfect, but exercise is good for you, and it will be easier to get back your figure after you deliver a child, if you're in good shape to begin with. I'll also have Ariel shave your pussy."

"Do you like hairless women that much, sir?"

"I like licking a cunt without hair that much. Believe me, licking hairless ones are much tidier. Dried cum doesn't stick to skin as easily as it sticks to hair either."

The girls came back from the gym, having worked out for another two hours, and Aiko started her pussy licking. I was watching Aiko perform her chores, currently working on Trudy, who had thanked me profusely for letting her cum. I got a call from Quentin.

"I wanted to let you know that Vincent wants to use Paula's pussy again," he said.

"Wasn't he just there a couple of days ago?"

"On Saturday, sir."

"Tell him no, and have him call me. Have Paula call me as well."

"Yes, sir." I hung up.

"Ariel, has Vincent made any attempt to have sex with you since last Thursday?"

"No, Master, he hasn't."

"Then I think he's trying to horn in on Quentin's marriage."

I got the call from Vincent first.

"Vincent, what the fuck are you trying to do?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you running over to Quentin's house to fuck his wife. She's not supposed to be your main squeeze. She's an alternative if Ariel was busy, not your primary bitch. This is the second time you've tried to see her without checking with Ariel first. That's not how it's supposed to work. You're going to fuck up Quentin's marriage. You're now cut off from all of my sluts for two months. That includes attending Emma's breeding. Go find your own girlfriend. Don't come back without a clean bill of health."

"I'm sorry, Brick."

"You should be. Quentin took you out to get you laid, being a good friend trying to pull you out of a post-divorce depression, and now you're trying to fuck up his marriage. That's not the act of a friend. You never fuck Paula again. You hear me?"

"Yes, sir."

Paula called five minutes after I hung up with Vincent.

"Are you my pussy?"

"Yes, Master."

"Was I not clear about some things?"

"What things, sir?"

"Quentin likes to see other men fuck his wife. That doesn't mean he wants to see other men take his wife away from him. If you fuck someone else, it's fun and games, not a date, not romance, not replacing your husband. If you have anger issues with Quentin because he cheated on you, deal with it. Go to counseling, talk it out with him. Don't start replacing him with another romantic interest. Vincent is not a husband substitute.

"You're not to fuck him again, period. If you're going to have sex with other men, don't do the same ones all the time. Don't develop feelings for them. Save your emotions for your husband and daughter."

"What if I've already got feelings for Vincent?"

Shit! Was this because of Quentin cheating or something else? Was Vincent trying to take Paula away because she'd been sympathetic about his divorce.

"Then I'm done with you. I want nothing to do with you again. You can fuck your life up on your own. You don't need me to do it. I'm no longer paying for your nannies or baby sitters. No educational trust fund for Cindy."

"Please, wait."

"I'm listening."

"What if Quentin's cheating on me was part of a larger problem, that our marriage was already in trouble."

"That may be, but I don't have to be around for the dissolution of your marriage. Our breeding agreement said you were to raise resulting children with Quentin, as a family unit, not take off with some other guy. If you have any feelings for Quentin left, you try to fix what you have, for the sake of Cindy, if nothing else. If you don't, you don't, but you and I are out of business, because that's not what I signed up for."

"I think I lost respect for Quentin, you know, because he's a cuckold. That he's willing to let me have sex with other guys and wants to watch."

"Look, I have no control over how you feel, but for cuckolds like Quentin, their cuckolding comes out of a place of love. No matter that it's different from how you think people should believe or behave. Losing respect for him comes out of your own upbringing and the societal norms you grew up with. Cuckolds are different animals. They want to see you receive pleasure, what they don't feel capable of giving you. That's an act of love, not weakness. He's putting you before himself, and his own feelings. That has its own strength, to sublimate his own feelings for someone else. It does require a changed perspective on your part. You can't look at him as if he's a wimp who doesn't deserve your respect. Unlike you, despite the fact I'm fucking cuckolds' wives, I have a lot of respect for them. I know they feel a great deal for their spouses. They have to, to put up with the emotional pain they feel, the same emotional pain you felt. If you don't love someone, you don't give a shit what they do.

"It doesn't mean they want to leave you or see you leave with someone else. Quentin has to feel love back from you, feel that he's still important to your life, or all you're doing is abusing him. He feels the same anguish you felt when he cheated on you. That's part of cuckold angst, this mixture of jealousy, fear, love, arousal, that they feel when you're with someone else. It's part of the reason that when you came home after spending your first night apart with him, he fucked you seven times. He needed to reestablish his claim to your love and your body.

"If I believe anything about marriage, I believe you need to be honest with your partner. Don't use his cuckold behavior as an excuse for yourself. Tell him you believe you've lost respect for him, that you're developing feelings for Vincent. Don't just fuck around on him without the love and devotion he's supposed to get back from you. That's cheating on him as much or more than he cheated on you, because his emotions weren't involved in his one-night stand. More than any other kind of relationship, a cuckold relationship requires the most honest level of communication. Having sex with other people creates emotional pitfalls, hell, emotional minefields. You have to carefully navigate those minefields with your partner, or the relationship is doomed.

"It may be anyway. Maybe it died when he cheated, and you fucked me in retaliation, but don't let him keep believing he's in a cuckold relationship with you, when you're in a different relationship with someone else, and he's in the dark because he thinks it's just sex."

"I see what you mean, I think."

"And don't think Vincent is without a bit of cuckold himself. He was perfectly willing to ask to date Ariel, even though he knew she was my sex slave and he'd watched me fuck her in front of him. He's not as pure as driven snow in that respect. He's seen me fuck you and stood by and watched. He may not be as much of a cuckold as Quentin, because Quentin would like to see you black bred, but he's a cuckold, just the same. So if you lost respect for Quentin because of it, you shouldn't have given it to Vincent, who's essentially also cheating on his friendship with Quentin. I felt sorry for him because of his divorce. I'm feeling a lot less sorry for him now."

"You're right. I know you are. Can we kind of leave it as it is for now while I do some deep thinking and spend a lot of time talking to Quentin?"

"No, I won't fuck you again while you're in this emotional limbo, but I'll leave it open for you to come back. You need to figure out what you want without interference from anyone else, including me. I want you to take off your collar. I'm not your Master anymore."

"It's got a lock."

"It's a leather collar. Use a heavy scissors and cut it off. The lock is more for appearances, not reality"

"I'm sorry, Brick."

"So am I."

When I hung up, I saw the four ladies looking at me. I guess I had been a bit impassioned.

"You turned down a pussy, sir," Aiko said.

"As much as I like to fuck, I look at it as providing a service. I'm not in this to break up relationships and fuck over other people. Some people want kids, and I have to admit I love planting a baby in another man's wife. That really jump starts my engine. Some guys like to watch me fuck their wives. Love to do that, as long as it's something they really want. Single women are open game as far as I'm concerned. If no one has locked them down, it's not my problem. But I won't just fuck other men's wives if they're not into it. Quentin might still be into it, but at the moment, he's not getting what he's expecting from the deal. His wife is basically having an affair, an emotional attachment to another man. As far as I'm concerned, his wife, Paula, is now cheating. I won't help her cheat.

"Trudy, you do understand that I'm not an emotional anchor to get attached to. I'm a Friend With Benefits, as long as your husband sees the benefit. I'm not settling down, getting married, or taking you away from your husband. You start acting like you are, I'll boot you out so fast the door won't have a chance to hit you in the ass. If you're not committed to Brett, I want you gone. I don't mind you thinking I'm the best fuck ever, but not that I'm ever going to replace your husband. Maybe I should never have let Paula fuck other people. She got into this because her husband cheated with one of my sluts. Maybe she was too hurt by that, too emotionally damaged, to rationally give me her pussy.

"If it was just me, I'd have read the danger signs, but I let her fuck Quentin's coworker. I trust you, Emma. I don't care how many other people you fuck, I feel like you're committed to Edward. It's just sex. I felt the same way about Jeri. She wasn't going to give Tom up for anything. But now, I'm wondering about you, Trudy. I'm not sure about you. I don't know enough about you. Perhaps I'm a little worried that you were the one suggesting I give you a child and Brett isn't even infertile. Do I have a right to be worried?"

"I don't think so, sir, but perhaps this is something I need to discuss with Brett."

"Put your clothes on for the moment. No more fucking for you. Ask Brett to come here. What's the soonest he can get here?"

"Five-thirty, sir."

"Tell him to get his ass here straight after work."

Trudy left to contact her husband and get dressed.

"Master, perhaps for anyone you are unsure of the commitment they have to their relationship, don't let them fuck anyone else, and you be the only one who breeds them if they want a child," Ariel said. "It seemed that Greg was the one who wanted Karen to breed with multiple men. Karen would have been happy with you. I think most cuckolds would like to have one main Bull they can depend on, not a bunch of random men who may not have their best interests at heart."