He took a breath as Richard sat back in his black leather chair behind his desk and considered how lucky Julian was to have found a true mate.
Julian turned to look at Keiko with love and blazing desire. He cupped her chin and lifted it. He looked in to her captivated eyes as he spoke to Richard.
“I want Keiko and I to be a proper family. The only way I am going to have that is for you to breed her with your potent seed here and now in front of me,” he said in a smooth dark voice bending to brush his lips over Keiko’s.
Chapter Four
It did not take Richard long to make his decision. He would help his friend but on his terms. Standing, he moved his way to the front of his desk to stand in front of Keiko. She looked up at him nervously as he studied her closely with his blue eyes.
Julian leaned over and caressed her lower stomach.
“She has been thoroughly examined and she is ripe for impregnation.” His dark handsome features and green eyes swept over her with desire. “I only wish I could be the one to plant my side and see it bring fruit.”
He stroked the v shape of her pussy over her dress. Richard watched Keiko’s breasts swell and push against the confines of her dress in response. It was enchanting to watch his friend arouse his wife.
There was such expectation in Keiko’s deep brown eyes. The woman wanted to please the man she loved and she was willing to do as he asked without question. Richard felt envious of his friend.
Keiko was prepared to let a stranger breed her so she and Julian could consummate their clandestine monogamous marriage with a child in a world where a man was expected to breed many wives to repopulate his race. The risk of imprisonment was heavy but it was one they all appeared to be prepared to take. Julian was one of many men throughout the world whose fertility had been destroyed unlike Richard’s. He saw the request to breed the man’s wife with both compassion and duty.
Richard bent and lifted Keiko’s hand guiding her to rise to her feet. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly.
“We better get started.”
Richard led Keiko by the hand with Julian following at her side out of his office down the hallway to a room. Once they were inside he closed the door and locked it. He turned to Julian.
“Undress your wife,” Richard firmly instructed Julian.
The man nodded and led Keiko over to the large bed in the middle of the room. It was covered in red satin and silks. There was no sheet to cover the persons who occupied it and with the leather restraints and straps on all ends of the wide bed, it appeared to have been designed for specific purpose. The round bed was also obviously catered for viewing pleasure. There were many comfortable and luxurious chairs placed around it in a circle. It was both a breeding and auction room. The chairs were for the prospective buyers and conception witnesses. Because of the strict rules on breeding and the heavy penalty, many men made sure their duty in repopulating the world was witnessed.
Richard poured himself a brandy and then one for Julian and Keiko. But both declined. Keiko appeared nervous and she had every right to be. If she was to be bred by then Richard would ensure she was be fucked hard day and night until she conceived.
Richard Templar was a man who demanded total submission to his need to dominate and if Keiko was disobedient then she would feel the firm flat of his hand against her bare bottom in punishment.
He looked at her small slender form molded to perfection in her scarlett evening gown. Her bottom was plump and pert and he longed to see it quiver and jump under the slap of his hand. The Master of the Manor was going to make sure both he and Keiko enjoyed the experience. He took a gulp of the brandy and watched as Julian began undressing his wife.
Lightly kissing at her lips when she gave a small nervous whimper, Julian began to slip the straps of her red gown down her shoulders. Suddenly she pressed her hands in to his chest.
“No, Julian, I can’t. It would be like betraying you. I just can’t. Stop, please.”
She reached for him and clung like a frightened child to his chest. Richard was touched by vulnerability. For a moment Julian put his arms around her and pulled her close, brushing his fingers along her neck to soothe her fear.
“You know I want this. I don’t consider it a betrayal. Think of it as your submission to my rule. I want you carrying our child as soon as possible,” he whispered softly, trailing the tips of his fingers along her shoulder.
Richard’s friend’s voice was smooth, calm, seductive even but there was no mistaking the note of stern command. He expected to be obeyed without question.
“This is the only way we can achieve this. I want to give you the world. Let your fears go. Give me a visual treat. I want to see you enjoying Richard’s touch and his mastery over your body. When the time comes for him to release his seed, I want to hear you screaming with pleasure. It won’t be just your own you are feeling but mine as well.”
Keiko’s eyes were glassy with tears.
“But it is betrayal to me . . .”
“Enough, woman. You will obey me as your husband.”
She gave a shocked gasp when her husband startled her by gathering up the material of her full length gown behind her and ripped the material. The noise was intoxicating. Richard’s cock pulled tight as Keiko cried out and bucked helplessly, erotically against Julian as though he was fucking her hard and deep. He continued to tear the silky dress up her back until it hung in tatters.
Without mercy, Julian pulled the torn material apart to the sides and bared the backs of her legs, bottom and back. She wore no underwear or bra and she was as naked as the day she was born underneath. In response she pushed herself against her husband’s body to hold on to the front of the gown to cover her breasts and vagina. Desperately she sought her husband’s protection in her nakedness in front of Richard Templar. But Julian was to leave her in no doubt of his command over her as his wife.
He rested his palm against one juicy round buttock and squeezed it sharply. Again, Keiko cried out with surprise.
“Now, my darling. I have spoken of my wishes and I expect them to be obeyed. If you do not give yourself to Richard in my presence and allow him to impregnate you I cannot stop you. However, I can spank you soundly and confine you to your room and bed naked and bound until she see the error of your ways,” he told her firmly.
Richard understood Keiko’s fears and her wish to remain true to Julian. But he also had sympathy with the need for his friend to wield a firm hand to placate and school her to obey his demands.
‘Julian, please . . .”
“I will not hear anymore of your protests.”
Julian suddenly moved his hands to the back of her thighs and pulled forcing his wife to open her legs and bare the ripe fruit of her pussy. Richard noticed that she did not dare to attempt to close them and disobey her husband again. His hand returned to her buttock to hold it tight once again.
“You need to be schooled, woman. I will not be disobeyed,” he snapped raising the hand squeezing her buttock to spank it strongly.
With a knowing smile, Richard watched Keiko’s bare bottom flesh delightfully jump and wobble with the slap. The noise reverberated around the room as a second and third slap followed the first, this time to the whole of her bottom. To Richard’s satisfaction it began to colour red quickly. It would provide an enticing view when he mounted her from behind and sunk his cock deep inside her channel.
Keiko began to give a wail and sob as Julian continued to soundly spank her bare bottom, holding her body tight against his chest, ignoring the banging of her fists against his shoulders. Richard was pleased at the expertise with which Julian brought his errant wife to task, cupping his palm to strike at the curve just where the buttock sloped in to her thigh. The buttock lifted high and the redness deepened.
Keiko sobbed like a baby but by the time her husband directed his slaps to the backs of her thighs she was beginning to grow limp and pliant. Richard began to wonder if she was wet. He took anoth
er gulp of his brandy and tipped his head to one side looking for the tell tale signs of a woman’s arousal.
As the backs of her thighs darkened to match her spanked bare bottom, Richard fancied he could see slick wetness coating the insides of her thighs. Julian grinned at him over Keiko’s shoulder as he continued spanking his beautiful wife. Now Richard knew why Julian had splayed her legs before beginning Keiko’s punishment. It hadn’t just been to give him a tantalizing view of his wife’s sex but to display her dampness when it would undoubtedly erupt from being punished.
Richard smiled with approval as the wetness grew heavy and Keiko’s cries and sobs turned to small whimpers that became undistinguishable as to whether they were the cause of pleasure or pain.
Eventually Julian ended his wife’s schooling. He trailed his fingers down her spine to soothe her and then circled the tips across one burning buttock.
“Good girl, you are a lot calmer now. Are you now ready to obey me as you vowed to?” he asked sternly.
She nodded her head against his chest.
“Yes, Sir,” she told him meekly.
Triumphant he had masterfully tamed his wife’s anxiety and reluctance to obey his command, he kissed her cheek affectionately and then reached to pull her long black hair from it’s pinned prison in a rough manner. Keiko moaned.
“I think my little girl, you are wet and needy now,” he said with a gentle chuckle.
Richard watched enthralled as Julian allowed his fingers to travel down the back of a thigh and then slip between them in to the soft folds of her pussy. He sank them in to the abundant wetness that was making them plump and juicy. Rhythmically he began to stroke one of his fingers up and along a petal lip but he made no attempt to penetrate her entrance. That was to be Richard’s pleasure and privilege. Then he quickly and unexpectedly nipped her clit making Keiko moan and gasp loudly. With another grin of his handsome face Julian removed his fingers and brought them to his mouth.
They were thick with her cream. He inhaled her scent and then put out his tongue to lick at them to savour the taste as though it were nectar. Then unable to contain himself he plunged his fingers in to his mouth and sucked at his digits.
“Beautiful,” he said when he finished. “She is ready for you,” he told Richard.
“Good.”
Richard put down his glass and walked towards the couple. He stood behind Keiko and pressed his palms down her warm back and then over her stinging red bottom. Gently he cupped each buttock and gave them a gentle squeeze. Keiko gave a whimper but did not attempt to evade his touch or rebuke him. Julian nodded at him as though to give him permission to begin the seduction of his wife.
Chapter Five
Richard reached between Keiko and her husband to take hold of the tattered remnants of the gown she had been relying on to keep her breasts and sex hidden from his view. He pulled it out from under her in a brutal fashion and tossed it to the side. Julian moved away leaving a horrified Keiko trying to cover herself with her hands.
“I love a beautiful lady in an exquisite gown but there is no compensation for seeing her naked in her true form,” Richard said with a smile as he took her hands in a firm grasp to prevent her from hiding the curves of her body from him. He wanted to inspect every one of them in detail.
That was part of his job when a woman was brought in to The Manor for auction. All of her attributes would be measured and recorded in detail. He would test the weight, firmness and softness of the captured woman’s breasts with his hands, cupping and squeezing the milky mounds. Then he would use an old fashioned tape measure to calculate her cup size.
The female’s hip width and waist would be measured. If she be too thin as many of them were from hiding and starving to evade capture and harness, he would order them to be given the best of food from the kitchens and monitored until healthy again. After a thorough medical exam in which he would be present, he would test how responsive she was to arousal. Every woman who passed through his office would feel the caress of his hand between her thighs and the nip of his teeth upon her nipple.
Keiko was to be no exception. He wanted to examine her in the same way albeit without measuring her for auction purposes. Although, he had to admit, the idea of possessing her in the Manor for auction with her beautiful full curves was more than enticing. She would fetch a good price and make a wonderful companion, he thought idly.
Richard turned her around to face him. She had delicious perky breasts. The nipples were long, pointed and erect. The delicate skin covering them was flushed with arousal. He caught them gently in his hands and restrained her from moving away from him with his firm hold upon them. It seemed to do the trick. Keiko moaned loudly with a deep sigh of unexpected pleasure prompting Richard to pull her closer to him and a little cruelly, tighten his grip on the mounds.
Julian smiled and then sat down on the middle armchair to watch the show. Richard pinched her nipples and led her closer to the bed by pulling them. Keiko didn’t seem to know if she was crying out with pain or delight. There was a glint in her eyes that told both men she was beginning to become comfortable and pleasured by Richard’s firm control of her body. As though to encourage more of his robust handling, she dared to try and pull away from him. Richard grinned and still kept pulling her nipples as she strained away. But when that did not entreat her to stop he removed one of his hands from her breasts and slapped it twice. She looked at him shocked but he was to follow the action by taking hold of her waist and treating her pussy to a firm spank. Cupping his hand so he would catch the clit, he slapped the mound twice more. His strikes were not harsh but enough to cause some light pleasurable pain. It was a technique he used when calming a feisty woman before an auction. It made her wet and more amenable to the strict obedience he expected and enforced in The Manor. If she tested him enough she would be caned or he would take his belt to her bare bottom.
The result was mostly the same. The woman became wet and urged him to mount her. Occasionally, he would relent and fulfill his own needs. But these days taking his own pleasure left him feeling empty and lonely. No matter how much he tried to ignore it, the enigmatic owner of The Manor needed someone to love him for his true self and surrender completely to his dominant ways.
Julian gave a chuckle when Keiko pressed her body against Richard and then slid down his body to the ground, her hands wrapped around his legs. She looked up at him with lust in her eyes and began rubbing the tips of her breasts against his tuxedoed clad legs. She was a beautiful untamed sight. There was wildness in her heart and Richard considered Julian more than fortunate in his choice of bride.
“Good girl, Keiko. Now, no more nonsense. Let Richard pleasure and mount you,” Julian informed her sternly, a sliver of excitement behind his words.
“Yes, Sir.”
“At this point, darling, Richard takes my place as your Master. You must call him Sir. Give him the respect he is due as a master of women.”
Keiko nodded and looked up at Richard with a childlike expression.
“Master, please forgive my behavior. I will be a good girl, now.”
Richard bent down enthralled and cupped her chin, raising her face up to him.
“I hope you have learned your lesson. If you haven’t, I will whip your bottom. Am I understood?” his voice was calm, even and smooth as pouring chocolate yet it was clear there was truth in his warning.
“Yes, Master.”
Richard took hold of her arm and pulled her up. He held her chin roughly expecting some hesitation and pressed his lips to hers, penetrating her mouth quickly with his probing tongue. She was to wrestle him for dominance at first but his strong male prowess was to triumph easily and with a gentle sigh she succumbed to his hard kiss. His hands returned to her breasts to squeeze and milk them. Then he bent his head to the puckered tips to suck and tease them. Gently he nibbled at them. Keiko began to push her hips against him attempting to mold her pussy on to his sheathed cock inside his trousers.
Richard smoothed one of his hands down her flat stomach and stretched his fingers down in to her sex without hesitation or apology. She was saturated and welcoming. Her clit was full large and bobbing against his hand. Richard pinched it between his fingers at the same time he nipped at the tip of her breast. He wished her breasts had been enlarged and milk was spurting forth from the
teat to nourish him. There was nothing like the taste of a woman’s breast milk or quite as exquisite as seeing her hand milked on all fours. The image fired his ardour.
The Master of The Manor decided to accelerate proceedings feeling his cock bulge with seed ready to burst forth in to Keiko’s wet channel. He caught hold of her legs and surprised the woman by lifting them up around his waist. Her heavy dampness rubbed against his trousers directly over the hardness encased inside his trousers. The need to be inside her body became overwhelming. Richard turned with her in his arms taking her mouth dominantly once more. This time she was more receptive and willing for his deep probe as she clung to him.
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