Bred for Better things (closed for Tx_Liquor)

"Damn it." Grimm got up and walked over to put a Cinnamon and Apple flavored nutrition bar on the bed next to his captive. "Here. And, no. I'm not going to touch you. The guys know that they can fuck you if I so much as let you give me a hand job. It's just best for everyone is that doesn't happen. My job kind of depends on it."

He went back to his chair and sat. Moments later he was falling asleep, showing how much older he was and how his energy could be easily drained from a long day like this.

"Hey boss?"

The voice and knock snapped Grimm awake and he spoke as if he wasn't tired at all, "Yeah." standing he pulled the chair away and opened the door a crack.

The voice outside asked, "We were thinking of changing the LZ. Getting the transport and bringing it here. Nothing else going on tonight."

Grimm nodded, "Sounds like a plan. Sooner we get this package to shipping the sooner we can all relax."
 
"Hm. Why would it matter to you? For all you care, I could suck all of you off and still be merchandise worth selling. Not that I'm complaining, I just don't understand." She shuffled on the bed and turned to lay facing him. Just looking at the nutrition bar made her mouth water. She could stubbornly refuse to eat it, but she didn't think that would accomplish anything. Therefore, she grabbed the bar and unwrapped it, taking a bite.

God, it was so good. She hadn't tasted cinnamon and apple for a long time, and while in her previous life she might have turned her nose up at the flavor of this bar, right now it was essentially gourmet. A smile briefly flicked across her face, like someone trying and failing to click on a lighter. Val chewed slowly, wanting to prolong this meal for as long as she could.

The bit about bringing the transport here bothered her. It was as if her window of opportunity for escape was growing smaller and smaller. She really needed to figure something out before then. Perhaps she could find a way out while Grimm was sleeping the next time. Maybe she would unwind the bandages constricting her breasts, and use them to choke him into unconsciousness so she could get the key to her handcuffs. It would be difficult to do this with her hands tied, but she had time to work on that as well.
 
"Oh sure. Because all these guys are going to trust you won't bite their dicks once they are in your mouth. Even if you offered, should we trust you? Would you trust us? Better to shove our dicks in a hole that doesn't have teeth."

Grimm paced, clearly trying to avoid dozing off again. "If you're lucky the boss will keep you for himself. But... you're cute. You're not super hot tho. But you're young so you're at lest worth a litter of kids. I'm sorry."

Grimm started pacing again, then stopped and sat back down at the door. "You're in luck that I have two women already. I don't feel the need to risk my job and bonus like Murphy."
 
She shrugged. He had a really good point- she knew that at the very least Murphy would be foolish to try.

Val pondered for a moment or two, ignoring his apology. She didn’t care for words that he didn’t really mean-they were just voiced to make him feel better about himself. “I suppose it’s good that he probably won’t pick me. If I was forced to pick, I’d rather be a brood mare than a plaything. At least that way you don’t have to be subject to some of the sick things that rich guy is probably into.”

“Oh yeah, I feel so lucky they could box me up and sell me as a box of lucky charms. Murphy is going to fuck up your operation one of these days since he’s so easy to rile up. He was right about to slit my throat wide open right before his knee found out that I didn’t have any tackle.” She reached up, her fingers tracing her neck where he had held his knife. There was a small cut there from where he had pressed a little bit in his fury. “It’s a shame.”
 
Grimm looked around, then put his weapon by the door and took out his knife to put that on the chair. Moving he sat on the bed with Val. "Honestly?" His voice was low, "If it was up to me, I'd kill Murphy. But we need him. He sucks as a person, but he's the best tracker we have. Plus, he's not like some of the other guys. So long as a warm body is getting him off, he doesn't care what gender it is."

Grimm shrugged, "I've seen guy go so long and get so desperate for a woman's naked form under then, they get themselves killed over it. I'm pretty sure at least one or two of those guys want to have their way with you. Contracts be damned. But, once we're moving it will be easier. You best get some rest, we're going to be meeting Mr. Silver tomorrow. Enjoy not getting fucked for one more night."

With that Grimm went back to his post, weapons at the ready again.

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As he promised, they were moving again that same night. Valentine was bound again and carried by Grimm to a large all-terrain vehicle and put in the back. Then there was a long drive until they got to a large Semi truck with two high tech trailers attached to them.

Grimm pulled on a collar and leash that had been secured on Valentine and took her to the truck. If she tried to resist they were ready to use a stun gun and then carry her limp body to the trailers where it had climate control and a few other women.

From here, Val's life would change forever.
 
Val was not super eager to be on the other end of a stun gun, so she complied with the tug on her leash. After all, she couldn’t try to escape if she was a limp noodle. She looked around at the other women. A couple of them clung to each other, perhaps friends or family. However aside from their gender, they all shared one thing in common: fear.

She looked at Grimm solemnly. He was still a shitty person in her eyes, but there was something to be said for him since he had literally saved her ass for a night. “Thanks, Grimm. If this is goodbye, then I hope you don't die out there.” That was the most friendly farewell she could muster up at that point.

Her bandages were itchy at this point and she scratched at the edge of the bindings. Her breasts had been bound for two days now, when she usually let them out to breath every evening. She knew they would probably strip her to inspect her, but on the off-chance they didn’t, she wanted to come off as unappealing as possible.
 
After Val were a few more women, some dirty and one older, were loaded onto the cargo spot with Val. Every leash was secured, leaving only a little bit of slack. One woman grabbed Val's hand looking for comfort, any port in a storm one would supposed.

The doors were closed and for a long time nothing moved. Much, much later, Valentine would learn this is where the men were paid, questions asked and new assignments given.

The drive took days, it felt, but was really only six hours. When the truck finally stopped there was some activity outside. Finally Val's hold was open and a man in armor with a shock baton walked in and zapped a few of the women to establish what he was willing to do.

"Strip!" He shouted. The first woman nearest him who hesitated he zapped with the electric prod. The slim blonde woman flailed as the pain and electricity raged through her body.

"I said, strip!" He yelled to the others who still had clothes one. One woman, older with skin that sagged but didn't take away from her attractiveness, still wore some boy shorts and a sports bra. This upset the man who gave her a quick jab of lightning, "ALL of it! Come'on MILF!" so she complied.

The man waited for all the women to be fully naked, then waved someone in to collect every garment the ladies removed. Including Val's breast bindings. This man paused and gave her breasts a long, lustful gaze, then continued on collecting every thread laying at the women's bare feet.
 
On the way over, Val said nothing, instead holding the other woman against her. She gently petted the woman’s hair affectionately. It was a little thing, but she hoped she might help this woman, even if it was just from a small comfort.

When women started being zapped, Val didn’t need to be told twice. She figured there would be an inspection, weeding out women who were too frail to bear children, or ones who were on the more attractive side. The woman beside her was about to hesitate when Val looked her in the eye and started undressing her quickly but gently. In turn, when she took off her own clothes, the woman helped her undo her bindings. It would have felt nice having her breasts free again if it weren’t for the lewd gaze it drew.

Her gaze turned to the other women, assessing them as they were doing to her. Some of them were pretty plain looking, but there were a couple who were fairly attractive, like the poor milf who was punished for her modesty. There was one woman that was very attractive, though, and for that Val was glad. This lovely lady with bountiful curves would likely be the one they chose. Val had a nice body herself, with her generous breasts and what her grandmother called “birthing hips,” but she lacked the grace and poise, not to mention long hair of the babe.
 
Once all the clothes were collected the man gestured, "Let's go." The crack of his baton adding threat he didn't need to voice. the truck had moved into a building, and other women were getting out of the second trailer ahead and told to walk through a hallway with running water... a shower.

At each station was a place to press and soap would shoot from another nozzle. It seems the new overloads wanted the women to be clean. An older, strong looking, woman at the end of the hall held a riding crop and inspected the girls, smacking a few and telling them to go wash again.

Those that were allowed through, like Val, were told to pick up a towel and dry quickly but continue down the hall. It was like a large cattle pen, the women ushered and even pushed to keep going until all the women were being lined up on white circular podiums. A few had already wrapped themselves in their towel for modesty but as a tall, much older, and silver haired man walked by he began removing the towels to look the women over.

"No." He said to an older woman who looked barely young enough to still have children. To the short, dark skinned girl who could have looked 20 to 30 he gestured, "Yes." And pausing at the attractive older woman who'd be shocked he stopped and looked her over for a long moment. "Test her." Then to the teen age girl next to that woman he pointed, "I need three men to fuck this one."

Both the women were pulled away. Mr. Silver continued his inspection, turning one girl around to look at her whole body before saying, "No." Then to the curvy woman Val had appreciated. The man stopped, looked her over and made her turn around twice.

"Very nice." He gabbed her wrist and pulled her to a nearby desk where he bent her over, undid his pants and freed his cock, "Hold still." He told the brunette woman while he forced her to face the wall and closed in behind her. A thrust of his hips and a cry of pain from the other woman and turned into him grunting with her whimpering with each hard thrust of his cock into her.

A few of the Soldiers laughed and cheered and eyes began to roam over the remaining women. This went on for longer than necessary until Mr. Silver grabbed the woman and thrust deep, clearly cuming inside of her.

Without ceremony he pulled out and let his big sagging cock flop in the air while the other woman sank to the floor crying. "You, you and you. Take her to processing. Feel free to fuck her. The sooner she gets knocked up, the better."

Now it was Val's turn. Mr. Silver walked up, his dick still outside of his slacks and dripping with his cum, and gave Valentine a good look. Hands on her breasts to feel if they were fake or not. "Very nice." He gestured to a guard, "Take her for testing. Go and fuck her. I'll be there shortly."
 
Ah, so that was why he was called Mr. Silver. She wondered if that was a stage name or whether it was just good fortune that he grew into his name. It probably also came from the fact that he was trading women for money.

What were they testing those select women for? Sexual diseases? Techniques? How many licks it took to get to the center of their tootsie pop? Whatever it was, she didn't like the sound of it. The only rhyme or reason to this examination was when he said "yes" or "no." She assumed it meant "yes, this one can breed" or "No, take her to the whorehouse." Everything else seemed random, such as having the teen banged by three men. She cringed as she saw what was about to happen to that poor unfortunate babe.

Her eyes watched this disgusting display of power. She felt so sorry for the woman, forced to bend over and take his huge cock without even so much as a caress. Val wished she could plug her ears and look away, but she stood straight and tall, bearing witness to his cruelty. It hurt her to admit it to herself, but part of her was glad that the beautiful woman was in the group, a magnet for the men's eyes while giving the rest of the women shelter from the storm.

When he finally came over to her, she did her best to look up and meet his eyes. She wanted him to know what her eyes looked like so that he would recognize her if she ever got the chance to murder him. The world would certainly be a better place if she ever got the chance. Val fought the urge to cringe when he fondled her breasts with his grasping fingers, hating the feeling of this man having access to her body.

Her heart sank when he told a guard to test her, that mysterious trial that she had previously wondered about. Would this be how she lost her virginity? To some random guard, and then when she was used and dirty, would she feel this awful man pushing inside her to grunt and hump her until he came? God what a bleak existence. The guard grabbed her by the arm and started to lead her away. She tried not to look at him, but she could tell that he was already fucking her with his eyes.
 
The Guard, a tall and think man with the body of a brick wall, took Valentine's towel and slug it over his massive shoulder before taking her by the elbow and leading the naked woman to a small clinic where many women of various ages were all seated.

All the women were as naked as she and a male nurse with sculpted eyebrows set next to her chair. "Hey, hun. I'm just going to take some numbers." He put a sensor on her finger tip and a blood pressure cuff around her arm.

The next hour went along like this. They checked her lungs, ears, nose, eyes, even cut some hair from the base of her skull and checked her throat. The man even swabbed her mouth and every other place a man could put his penis taking the time to look for anything parasitic. Then it was time to draw 5 vials of blood.

"She good?" The Guard asked.

"We'll know in a few hours. Until then, it's your risk. May I recommend using a condom for your safety."

"Noted doc." He then grabbed Val and yanked her to her feet and walked her to an exit door that lead to a room that smelled of bodies and jizz. Here women were getting penetrated by one or two men each. Those who weren't were just curled up on the bench crying.

"This'll do." The man said, and spun Val to face a bench. "Hands flat. Bend over." He pulled out his cock, small but hard. It seems the side effects of muscle enhancers was true. He shoved Val into position, hand on her leash to pull her as needed and shoved his pants down and took a bottle from a pouch on his tactical vest.

"A little lube for the key. Then I can go for a ride."
 
The whole examination was surreal. It almost seemed like it was a normal physical at the doctor’s office other than the guard looming over her every step of the way. She knew she was clean, and certainly in good shape. She had never been one to get sick often, and her body was somewhat toned from having done soccer all throughout high school. Her arms weren’t super strong, but her legs had the strength and stamina to do some major damage or run for days. That was part of the reason she was able to fell Murphy so effectively when she kicked his ankle.

Her eyes drifted to the other women in the room, taking in their sorry state. That would be her soon, being pounded by multiple men at the same time. However she would not be curled up on a bench afterward. She had found the spark of survival inside her via the lust for vengeance; she was dead set on harming Mr. Silver for all that he had done. When he came to her, she planned on choking him with her leash if she was able.

With her hands on the bench, and her naked body angled toward him for his use, she watched him lube up his chubby little cock. It would not be going inside her pussy if she had something to do with it. Her pussy was naturally tight, tighter being virgin, and tighter still from being unaroused. She constricted the walls within her to make it really hard for any man to get inside. The big man poked her several times, trying to stab it within her and failing each time. Eventually he got frustrated and simply went for her ass.

She winced as he did, but noted that it didn’t hurt as much as Murphy’s assault since it was smaller and less violent. Not to say she was enjoying it at all, but it didn’t make her want to die. She smiled to herself at her small victory and stayed silent, not making a sound as he continued.
 
The large man with the small dick shoved himself as deep as he could in Val's ass. No words, not even moans of pleasure. He just pumped his hips to drive his dick in and out of Val's ass. The sounds of him and his grunts were lost in the din of women getting raped or knocked up.

While it felt like forever, it wasn't long before her, while shoving his member in and out of the newest collection. When he finally did cum, the solder grabbed Val's hips and pulled her against him as he shot a little into her.

"I got this, brah." Said another soldier who took Val's leash and slid his cock into her previously abused rear.
 
She cringed as she felt his cock spurt his cum inside her tender ass. It was a disgusting feeling that she wasn't sure she would ever get used to, especially since it was warm and thick. Just in case the other soldier got any ideas, she tensed again in case he tried to get inside her virgin hole. Instead, she was relieved that he also enjoyed fucking a woman in the ass. While he was a little bigger, she still didn't have too much of a problem accommodating him.

Val pursed her lips and furrowed her brow, trying to think of ways to escape the building. She came to the conclusion that even if she did escape, she would always be hunted and always end up back in the clutches of these men. The least she could do was cause as much trouble as she could for them. That was really all she could do to gain even a modicum of control over her life.
 
The new guard continues to saw his cock in and out of Valentine's rear, all the while complimenting on how good her asshole felt gripping his cock. He was average in thickness and he continued to thrust into Val's

After several long minutes of being used, the new guard grabber her and pulled as he emptied his balls into her rear. "Oh, yes..." he slammed his cock deep and let his cum fire into her ass in waves larger than the first man's.

"Nice!" Came a third voice. And with that a third cock. This one bigger than the first two, and with it came pain that made Val scream despite her intentions to give them nothing. When the massive shaft shoved itself deep it felt as if it truly was tearing the young woman in half.

Men cheered hearing her finally cry out in pain, to which the big dick yanked on the leash to make Val stand so that the man with the huge cock could fuck her even harder. He thrust over and over, pounding her tired ass as if he were trying to kill her with his rod.

This man wasn't aloud to cum as Mr. Silver finally arrived to supervise. "What are you doing?" he asked, the man in Val's butt pausing to explain.

"We're fucking her."

Mr. Silver took the leash, "You can't impregnate a woman through her rectum. You need to use her as a real baby maker." He had Big Dick pull out and wrapped the leash around Valentine's neck to start choking the life out of her.

She couldn't breathe as Mr. Silver got behind her explaining, "If her cunt is too tight, you have to make adjustments." The other men held her down so she had no choice but to feel as if she were going to be choked to death. Darkness edged her vision as the lack of air threatened to subdue her.

"See?" Continued Silver. "When she is unconscious she can't avoid being a breed m-" There as more to Mr. Silvers' words but Val couldn't hear them as her brain, deprived of oxygen.

...Later when Val started to waked up she could feel a foreign cock sliding in and out of her cunt. "See?" Silver continued , "She can't be tight if she isn't awake." He kept on her, grey eyes meeting her own. "Welcome back." He slammed hard for moment then went back to slow and sensual fucking.
 
Val shuddered as she felt the second wave of their hot seed spill into her. And then she felt the third one slide inside her. Slide really wasn’t the right word, though, as his cock dominated her ass with brutality and mercilessness. She got flashbacks to her time with Murphy, but this felt worse considering her ass had already been tender before from her previous assault. It hurt too much to be silent, as screaming was the only wasy she could reconcile the pain and keep her mind intact. Her large breasts bounced for the others as he fucked her upright, and they seemed to be enjoying the show before they all stopped.

The silver devil had finally made his appearance. As she felt the leash wrap around her throat, she struggled for air, as only a desperate body would. The darkness encroached on her line of sight and she thought to herself how unfortunate it was that she was on the receiving end of the very thing she had planned to do to him. She might have welcomed unconsciousness before, but now it scared her. It wasn’t death she would travel to, it was much worse than that. He could do whatever he wanted with her limp body after that, and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. The powerlessness of it all was so aggravating.

The first thing she focused on when she became conscious were his grey eyes. She winced as he gave her a “welcome” thrust, feeling it penetrate her innermost areas of her pussy. The way he slowly fucked her afterward made her skin crawl and she glared at him, seething
with hatred. He probably preferred docile women who cried and cowered, but she was determined not to give him such a fuck from her. They had her arms, but her powerful legs were free, allowing her to stomp hard down on his foot. Or it would have, if he hadn’t quickly moved in time. Perhaps he had read the way she shifted her body in preparation.

In any case, she growled. “I hope I get to kill you someday, Silver.” She met his gaze again defiantly. How sweet would it be if she got to kill the man who raped her pussy for the first time.
 
"Grab her legs." Mr. Silver commanded and two of the men complied.

Now that they were holding her spread open, and forced down, Valentine had no choice but to be a fuck hole for the man old enough to be her grandfather. As before he pumped his dick in and out of his victim without regard for her feelings on the issue.

"Oh, don't worry little pet. I can't get a woman pregnant. It grants me many freedoms with the subjects." He spoke in a conversational tone, as if he wasn't plunging his cock into her cunt between every word.

"Truth is, I could use a girl like you on my staff. Any man would be.. oh. Oh, yes." He put a finger to her lips and picked up his tempo. "Shhh. Don't talk. Just- take it! All!" He thrust hard and let his dead seed flood her pussy, shaking his hips to give it all to her.

"Oh, yes. I think this one is ready now." Silver said, pulling out and grabbing Val's let so that the man who was holding her spread wide could now move into position. Despite her attempts and protest, four men were holding her still and wide.

The big bellied guard lowered his jeans and pressed his modest cock into her recently filled pussy. With one awkward thrust he was deep inside her. "Oh yeah! That IS tight. Might make me cum too soon. Fuck!"
 
Due to being unconscious, she had inadvertently been saved from the initial pain of her stolen virginity; it now simply aches a little from being stretch ad fucked. She silently listened as she was fucked, finding it a relief that she wouldn’t have the horror of bearing his child to look forward to. Still, he was so repulsive the way he moaned at the feeling of her tight snatch wrapped around his cock.

“I would rath-“ she had started a retort but was disgusted to find his finger against her mouth. It was good for him that he moved it to her hips for better purchase, as the click of her teeth could be heard on the space where it was a second ago. For an old man, he had decent reflexes.

A grimace overtook her face as he too emptied himself inside of her, but in her previously unsullied pussy. Why did he have to shake himself like that to get every drop inside when he wasn’t even potent? He had just let his cock drop after the other girl.

“I’d rather die if it’s the same to you. There are plenty of girls here. Pick someone else, prick.”

She did struggle when the next one came to stuff her full of cock. He could certainly get her pregnant if he shot his load. Part of her had accepted that it would happen eventually, but she wasn’t just going to lay down and let it happen. She tried to constrict on top of him to push him out, trying to squeeze his cock and expel it forever from her body.
 
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"Oh fuck, I think she's getting tighter." The man shifted his weight, putting more behind his trusts and pushing right past Val's resistance. A few more pumps and he grunted and then groaned locking his whole body in place.

His cum slid into Val like a snake, obviously having fucked a least one other woman before her. When he pulled out he grabbed her arm so the man holding that appendage would be next. The skinny man with dark hair already had his long twig of a dick out and bouncing as he knelt to take his place. It wasn't hard for him to slip his slim jim into Val. Even if he wasn't thick and her pussy still trying to return from the thick dicks that were inside her, the fact that he could use the jizz inside her as a natural lube made everything too easy for him.

"Okay, boys. We need to move the processing along. Cum dump and wrap it up." Silver said, waving his hand in an overhead circular pattern. A few took this time to finish up, others realized this meant they weren't getting any. Meanwhile the young man inside Val picked up pace grunting, "I need to cum. I need to cum. I need it." He was rocking as if he were firing a machine gun as he fucked Valentine with a determined frenzy.

One of the men holding her leg said, "Come on, man. We got to go."

"Fuck! Fuck!" the rapist shouted as he continued to try and force himself to fill Valentine, but it was going to happen.

"Come on, man. It's not happening."

The guy finally gave up and yanked his dick free shouting "Fuck!" He slapped Val's pussy and started to put his dick away. The others just got Val to her feet to walk her to the next stage in her new life.
 
She was grateful that he was running on an empty tank as he came, her efforts to keep him out amounting to nothing. Again she struggled with the new man, but his dick was thin enough to ignore how tight she was for the most part. Val hated the sloppy sloshing noises she heard as he tried to fuck her as quickly as he could, his twig not doing much to make her pussy feel much of anything.

Val almost smirked when he wasn't allowed to cum inside her, but instead she gasped and winced when he slapped her pussy in frustration. Served him right, though. She was glad that he would have blue balls for a little while- at least until the next group of women came in to be processed.

Cum dripped out of her pussy and down her legs as she walked-it was a disgusting feeling. She wondered where in the hell she was going to be taken. Silver had seemed to indicate that he wanted to "have her on his staff," whatever that meant. Val really didn't want to have anything to do with the vile man and hoped he might have been reconsidered. As they walked, he seemed to be watching her though, appreciating the way her teen breasts jiggled slightly when she walked.
 
They were all ushered, still naked, into small glass rooms. A metal one piece toilet and sink and a small cot were all that were available. The metal lit ceiling had a shelf unit that dropped down with some grooming wipes, tooth brush, tooth paste, waterless soap, a bottle with 4 different pills, water and a towel that would have to double as a sheet for the cold and plastic bed.

In the bottle was a Yellow pill, something that looked like Red and White Tylenol and two more small white pills. Through the this glass walls Val watched as women wearing her towel as a dress jumped up and took all the pills the way a starving dog would attack a bowl with a bone in it. That told her at least one of these would be habit forming.

Many women from the room were put in cells as well, some where already here. The more attractive women were brought from another room and were dressed in short skirts and bikini tops. They were compliant but it didn't look as if several men had just sampled their merchandise.

"Take the big pills. Antibiotic and ibuprofen. You don't want an infection down there." The voice was from a woman next to her, the one who'd been in the cell when Val arrived. "And the other just helps ease the pain for whatever they just did to you." The woman was average height with solid curves that meant she was a bit muscular under all there womanly softness. She didn't bother with her towel having no modesty and with good reason. Her breasts were huge but natural, hanging lower on her ribs but men would probably love watching them jiggle when she's getting fucked. With dark hair and blue eyes she could have been model before all this.

"Name's Bobbi. I've been here for three months, but it's not bad if you love dick."
 
She looked over at the other woman as she spoke, noticing how she exuded beauty from her beautiful facial features to her bountiful curves. Having just met her, Val wasn’t sure how much she could trust this woman. If one of the pills was habit-forming, she didn’t want to be tricked into taking it. A small part of her wondered if someday she would want to take it, just to escape the harshness of this reality.

Val looked at Bobbi skeptically, “You know that sounds like something straight out of a prison movie, right? Maybe that’s fitting, though... I suppose that’s a shame, then because I didn’t get a chance to know what that feels like before I was raped by that disgusting old man.” She went to the sink and washed the cum off her legs, spilling some water on the floor. Val then took her towel and curled up on the mattress facing toward Bobbi.

The bed had practically no give to it, but having been sleeping in the forest previously, it wasn’t a downgrade at least. “Tell me, Bobbi. What does the average day look like here? I’m Valentine, by the way.”
 
Bobbie smiled, "It's not so bad. We get 2 meals a day, your cell turns into a shower once a day. And between your two meals you either get recreation time to work out or enjoy the sauna, or you get a nice gangbang. That's my favorite part. At least once a week the guy who owns this place has an auction to see who is going to buy us."

Bobbie smiled, "Hey, if you want I can see if we can share a room for a little while. You're cute and I'd love to make love to you. What do you say?"
 
Val listened intently. Sauna or gangbang... What a choice. Well, it wasn't a choice that she was going to be the one to make. Something occurred to her, though.

"If you've been here for three months, and they have an auction every week, then why haven't you been bought yet? I mean, you're clearly what they would consider to be "top merchandise." You even like what they do to us..." Val simply couldn't understand this woman. Maybe she had gone a little crazy sometime in between starting here and being here for 3 months, or maybe it was the pills messing with her.

"What?!" Val blushed and couldn't help but let her eyes drift to the woman's lips, wondering what they would feel like against her body. She imagined this woman pushing her legs open and lowering her head down to sample her goods. Val gulped and felt her body react a little bit to those thoughts. "I-I don't even know you!" she stammered. She hadn't refused the offer, but she certainly hadn't given permission. Why would the guys let them in there together? Were they going to gather and watch?
 
Bobbi nodded, answering Val's question, "Yeah, well this whole place is set up for buying and selling beeders. I can't have kids. Not my fault, but once I got over that I decided that feeling hot cum shoot into me all the time was a good trade off."

"So, I like to fuck the guards so they want to keep me around. The buying price is set high for me and sometimes I get thrown in with a lot to try and up sell. In short, I can't give the buyer kids so I'm marketed as a fuck doll."

Bobbie kissed the glass when Val started to stare at her with new eyes.

"Please. You think I know the name of half the guys I swallow from? At least you're cute. And sometimes the guys like to watch. Sometimes they make a movie and send it to potential buyers. Sometimes they join in." Bobbi blew Val a kiss.

One of the guards walking by stopped and looked left to right, examining the looks Bobbie was sending. He turned to the curvy woman and started to open his pants without a word. Bobbi smiled, licked her teeth and got on her knees.

The guard opened a small door in the clear door and stood blocking Val's view of the curvy woman who was clearly sucking away. The guard groaned and braced himself against the door, head turning to watch Val out of the corner of his eye. "Oh, yeah. Yeah." He continued to watch Val, back to her and the sounds of Bobbi gagging on his cock were met with compliments of what a good slut she was.
 
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