29[F4A] Breeding Stock

I had thought that I accepted my fate long ago - from the moment I'd been sold off to settle my parents' debt I'd known I'd most likely end up a sex slave. My perky D cups and wide hips meant I'd be in high demand, but my olive skin, indicating some foreign ancestry, guaranteed it wouldn't be as a "consort" or "personal companion" - I'd be whored out on the street, or passed around to friends and guests like a piece of meat.

But I hadn't expected this.

I clench my teeth, muscles tensing against the chains that suspend me spread eagled and defenseless as I hear the soft hiss of red-hot metal.

It doesn't help. I scream, spasming and writhing in my restraints as the branding iron is pressed firmly to my ass, my skin charring around the brand, burning the words forever into my ass cheek.

              Bitch Breaker Ranch
               ~breeding stock~

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Breed me - with everything on the ranch. Your horses, your cows, your dogs, pigs, donkeys... and anything else you can procure.

Mythical creatures welcome as well! My offspring can be either in the form of my original partner, or half human.

I'd like for the pregnancies to be very quick! And I've love to mother my own grandchildren :)

Kinks are very open - no toilet stuff but pretty much anything else is on the table, including snuff and age.