He flung the beauty on to the bed making her cry out with shock. She landed on its softness. The fall had opened her legs to display the neat dark triangle marking out her pussy to advantage.
“Open your pussy,” Richard snapped an order at her as he loosened his bow tie and removed his jacket.
Keiko looked at him with confusion and bewilderment. She had obviously expected him to simply pounce upon her and do the deed. Little did she know of her new Master’s wishes and needs. Penetration was the final culmination of his domination. She would have to prove her willingness to obey and surrender to his rule of her body before he would allow the submissive the ecstasy of her orgasm.
When Keiko did not carry out his command, Richard leaned over her and slapped both breasts in one sweeping motion twice before spanking her sex thrice. She squealed.
‘Now, Keiko.”
It seemed little Keiko needed to ruled with a firm hand. If Julian had any sense he would spank her over his knee daily to tame her unruliness even if it did have charm. Otherwise she would lead him a merry dance. These days a good wife was an obedient wife. A husband could ensure her safety and well being in a world of marauding men desperate to find a female companion to breed if she did as she was told.
At least the women in The Manor were sent to good homes and well provided for. He hated to think what happened to the women running free without male protection. They were sitting ducks. Richard always felt relieved when he captured as many as he could on the hunt. The savage brutal crimes that had been committed against the unattached women made hard reading. Then there were the breeding farms. Women were artificially inseminated and bred every year until exhausted. They were treated like animals and often housed in cages. It was a cruel barbaric world. Tomorrow he would hunt as many women as he could and bring them under his protection.
Keiko disturbed his thoughts by kneeling up on the circular bed and peeling back the plump folds of her pussy. It was pink and wet inside, the clit protruding from it like a tiny jewel.
Richard started to undo the buttons of his shirt.
“Caress yourself,” he instructed.
Tentatively, Keiko began to stroke inside her pussy.
“Use one of your hands to hold and squeeze your breast. Entertain me,” he said huskily. “And I want to hear you moan with desire.”
Keiko began to masturbate in earnest as Richard moved to the end of the room and pulled out some leather cuffs from a drawer in a large chest. He deposited them in his trouser pocket and returned to the bed. He pulled the crisp white tuxedo shirt over his muscled shoulders to display his taut lean six pack. Tossing it to the floor with his jacket and tie and walked to the bed. He towered over the woman brushing the neatly groomed fair facial hair around his jaw as he watched her with interest. She panted in time with her fingers frantically working her sex almost to the brink of orgasm as she pinched and kneaded the nipple of one of her breasts.
Suddenly Richard caught her hand and pulled it from her pussy. He did the same with the hand at her breast and brought them behind her back. Keiko struggled to free them, her red spanked bottom wobbling on her heels in time with her breasts as he began securing her hands with the leather cuffs.
“I think we shall have some fun first and get you good and ready to accept my seed,” Richard told her kneeling on the bed behind her still clothed in his trousers.
He pulled the small chain between the cuffs forcing her to lean backwards a small amount. The effect was dazzling. Her breasts thrust upwards in to the air as her sex pushed forwards directly pointing at her husband.
“Do not move from this position or you will feel the caress of leather stinging your backside.”
“Yes, Master.”
Richard moved in closer behind her and wound his arm around her waist to pull her further back against him. He placed his fingers straight in to her luscious wet pussy and rhythmically began to stroke the centre of the folds, pressing his middle finger down on to the spot he knew would encourage an eruption. He did not yet penetrate her but Keiko’s breathing became labored. Richard took his arm from her waist and circled his fingers around one globe of her bottom admiring Julian’s spanking technique. It was a seductive caress and equally matched the one inside her vagina.
After a short while Richard took his fingers from her pussy earning himself a cry of disappointment from Keiko. With a grin he replaced them with his fingers from her buttock. The fingers saturated in her creamy wetness were to find their way between the crease in her bottom and quickly upon the puckered anal entrance resting there.
As Richard trailed his wet fingers around the small hole he penetrated her silky moist channel inside her pussy. Quickly after that he began to push his finger in to her anal one.
“Have you taken her anally before,” he casually questioned Julian. “She is very tight in here,” he said watching Keiko squirm with the intrusion.
Julian was sitting relaxed in his chair watching Keiko with interest and heavy lust. Richard seized the opportunity to check him for signs of jealousy but he was surprised to see only flickers of the emotion. Mostly he saw love leaving him in awe of the emotion.
“No. Keiko is a little unsure of new experiences but I have discovered if you push her boundaries with care she responds well.”
Richard did not miss the warning Julian gave regarding his expectation of him in taking care of Keiko. With sensitivity he continued his exploration inside her dark tunnel. Expertly he stretched the walls of the cavern forcing the complaining nerve endings to submit and transmit pleasure rather than discomfort. Once is finger was in all the way, he started to move it in and out. Keiko’s pained whimpers eased and he couldn’t help smiling when she pushed herself back wanting him to go deeper.
The Master added a second finger inside her sex and curled them upwards to stroke the centre of her pleasure. Manipulation of the rough wall inside Keiko’s vagina in unison with the thrust of his digit in and out of her anus brought Keiko back to panting hard. She bucked backwards and forwards consumed by the pleasure coming from both orifices.
Richard’s intention was to bring the woman to orgasm and ease some of her fears about being deeply penetrated and bred by a stranger. Once she was recovering from the satiation of her orgasm he would thrust inside her body and ride her to climax once again.
Keiko was beside herself, straining on the cuffs, trying to catch her agitated breath as her need built to fever pitch.
“Hold your climax, Keiko until I tell you to release it, or I will spank you.”
Richard’s voice was strong and determined. She was so close to coming but he would also have his own needs to dominate met first.
The fight to delay her pleasure was more than a struggle to hold especially when Richard decided to crank it up further. He thrust in both ends of her body so fast and hard it induced her to beg him.
“Please, Master, please let me come. I can’t take it, I can’t take,” there were tears in her voice.
“Just a little while longer. You need a lesson on how to obey, little girl,” Richard told her with humour in his stern tone.
He was to relent when he saw a fine sheen of perspiration coating her breasts through her sheer will power to do as he asked. Pleased with her progress he gave the command for her to come.
“You may come now, little one and make sure you are loud. I want your husband to hear your ecstasy.”
“Yes, Sir. Oh please, oh . . .”
“Come for me now, Keiko and do not disappoint me.”
Keiko gave a loud helpless scream as her orgasm broke. Its strength was evident on her pretty features as they contorted with tortured delight. Her bucking seemed to be in slow motion. Her eyes glazed and a glow flushed her skin. Richard felt her muscles tighten and then contract around his fingers. He grinned at Julian who appeared enthralled with the spectacle in front of him.
Keiko slumped against Richard’s bare chest exhausted but her breeder was not about to allow her to rest for
long. He quickly undid the cuffs and removed them dropping them to the floor. Putting an arm around her waist he lifted her across the bed to the opposite round end.
She gave a shriek of surprise when she found the top half of her body being lowered over the bed. Fearful of falling she put her hands down on to the wooden floor to support herself. Richard gave a small laugh.
“Relax, Keiko. I won’t let you fall. This is a good breeding position. Do all that I ask of you. Stay where you are and do not dare to move.”
Richard stood off the bed and undid his belt. Keiko started complaining in Japanese about the discomfort of her position and began to ease herself up and along the bed still face down. The next sound she heard was the quick whoosh of Richard’s belt leaving the belt loops of his trousers. Her head lifted slightly as she issued a gasp of anticipation when she heard the crack of the leather belt through the air. The next sound to follow from her mouth was a loud yelp as the tip of the belt struck her bare bottom.
Richard stood back aiming the end of the black leather belt across the middle of her bottom with precision.
“I told you to stay in position. I am not accustomed to being ignored when I give a command. I warned you would receive a whipping.”
Julian nodded with approval at him as he dominantly wielded the belt and struck her bottom and the backs of her thighs five more times. Keiko was whimpering and trying to reassure him she would be a good girl.
“Please stop. I will be good. I promise. Please don’t whip my bottom anymore.”
“I don’t like the tone in your voice, girl. It tells me you are not truly penitent,” Richard told her giving her another three strikes.
The next time Keiko spoke she made sure the remorse was in her voice.
“Please. I know I deserve it but I will put myself back in position. I am sorry, Master. Please forgive me.”
Richard wielded two more strikes and then ceased her punishment allowing her to crawl back in to her place over the end of the bed. As he undid his trousers and lowered them he couldn’t help admire the way her breasts wobbled with her movement and the way she hung them over the bed.
Once fully unclothed and his magnificent erect long cock was unsheathed, he crawled across the bed towards her. He spread her legs open and then lifted her buttocks up. Next he fixed each of her ankles in the restraints on the bed to make sure she could not move again.
Checking her pussy he found her dripping and staining the red satin sheet. Keiko clearly loved to be spanked, whipped and dominated. She was a good submissive but she needed more training. But that would Julian’s right to bring her under control with good solid domestic discipline in their marriage.
Richard could feel the heat of her spanking and whipping emanating from her bottom as he masterfully took hold of her hips and brushed his penis against the entrance of her channel. With care he eased the first half of his length in to her body delighting in the feel of a new pussy to enter and tame with his cock. The precious cargo inside his member was pulsing ready to burst. Once mid way inside her he jolted the whole of her body up from the bed with a hard push embedding his penis deep inside until it almost touched the entrance to her cervix and demanded entry.
His movements were slow and deliberate at first. He wanted Keiko roused back to passion from her previous orgasm. When he heard her start to moan he picked up his thrusting rhythm. Her breasts pointed downwards to the floor, her erect nipples pointing at it. Their full weight was narrowed as gravity pulled them down. She was totally helpless and there for his pleasure.
He increased his thrusts until they were long hard stabs. Then he took up a frantic pace feeling his own need to release come in unison with her own.
“Now, Keiko. Come now,” he bellowed at her pumping inside her so fast it made both their heads spin.
Seconds later his hot potent breeding seed came forth from the tip of his penis in a torrent. Keiko’s vaginal muscles tightened and milked every last drop as she cried with yet another strong climax. He imagined he could see it flowing in to her cervix, planting itself and taking root. The night was going to be long. This was just one of many breeding sessions he had planned.
Richard pumped his seed in to Keiko another three times that night in various positions the Manor’s doctors had informed him as the best for impregnating a woman. He made her stand and bend forwards to touch her toes while he plunged his penis inside her deep on one occasion. But his favourites were over the bed and for her to lie on her front with her bum sticking up in to the air. He could get deeper penetration that way.
Richard slept in the same bed as Keiko and Julian when they finally retired in the early hours of the morning. And before he rose to conduct the hunt he woke Keiko to mount her once more. He told Julian he wanted to be present when Keiko was to be tested for conception. In fact he considered it his right to personally perform the test. When this was agreed he left husband and wife in each other’s arms to shower and dress for the hunt.
Chapter Six
The hunt was going well that morning. The cages were stocked full of naked beauties who had been unable to out run the speed of the horses and the athletic agility and prowess of their male predators. But Richard still found himself preoccupied by Julian’s love for Keiko. He felt denied and disappointed he could not achieve the same level of love in his life. Even as the owner of The Manor the government had imposed strict rules upon him. He was not allowed to breed a woman. Abstaining from the game of love and marriage allowed him to remain neutral and without obstacles so that he could effectively capture and find breeding partners for other men. Being alone would leave his duty unhampered by domestic cares. He did not know what would happen to him if his breeding of Keiko was discovered by the government.
Julian and Richard had been good friends for a very long time including their time together in the army. Julian had saved Richard from certain death from a land mine and Richard had now hopefully returned the favour by impregnating his wife. The ruler of The Manor was an old fashioned romantic.
The hunting party carried on through the forest in an almost medieval procession. The backs of four army trucks were covered by metal bars and the effect was to make them appear like a large cage. Inside the cages, there were eight to ten women who had been captured and stripped. They were beautiful creatures, helpless and forlorn. Many of them looked starved from hiding out in the woods and Richard was now eager to get them back to the Manor so they could be examined, fed, watered and rested before training. Some of them sat on the cool metal benches, their bare pussies rubbing against the metal with every jolt of the truck.
Many of them pressed up against the bars in the warm sunshine, the dark areolas on their breasts poking through to reach for freedom as the mounds squashed and jumped up against the bars. It made Richard and the rest of the men hard just watching them. There was something about seeing a wild woman tamed by captivity and nakedness.
Richard sat on top of his black stallion and used his enhanced binoculars to see across the large meadow and in to the trees on the other side. The infrared picked up thirteen women hiding in the trees. He raised his hand and beckoned forth the other riders made up of his own men and ten clients.
“They are hiding in the trees. I don’t think they believe they have been spotted. We need to move quickly but remember what I said I don’t want them frightened and use the technique I showed you to subdue them. If you capture a woman make sure she is reassured that you will take care of her. If I find one overly distressed woman I will take the matter further with you,” Richard’s warning was stark. He meant every word. The men nodded solemnly and convinced they could be relied upon to execute his orders as hunt master, he moved his horse off in to a gallop.
The thrill of the chase was upon them. Richard checked his rope and headed straight for the trees. As he entered them the women were scattering in a panic. Again, many of them looked half starved. The hunting party dispersed in all directions to chase them down but Richard locked
eyes with a dark chestnut haired beauty who glared back at him with defiant turquoise eyes. She was a beautiful creature. Her body was curved, her breasts plump and her bottom was pert and round in the grey jumpsuit she was wearing. From the moment he set eyes on her the woman’s innocence and defiance intrigued and captured his attention. He made her the object of his chase. Raising his rope he swung it as she ran in front of him and prepared to bring her down to the ground. But she was cunning.
She moved from tree to tree dodging the rope he prepared to lasso her with forcing the hunt master to swerve his horse and negotiate the natural obstacles. But fortune was to be on Richard’s side. Glancing around to grin with triumph at her success, the woman lost her footing and tripped over a tree root and fell to the forest floor.
Richard was quick to take advantage. He trotted his horse up beside her as she tried to recover her position and perfectly arced the rope to bring it around her waist trapping her hands and arms around her body. The effect was to push her back on to the soft ground. He pulled the rope tight and as she began to kick and scream with anger at being caught. With a smile he dismounted his horse and kept the rope tight in his hand watching the helpless female struggle to evade her bindings. She looked like a small child having a tantrum.
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