Bred for Better things (closed for Tx_Liquor)

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Nox smiled like a cat about to eat a bird, then advanced on Val. "Listen here new girl. You're lucky you're off limits for the next five days." she held up five fingers as if to reflect just how long that was then started closing them by on in into a fist. "Every time the sun sets, that's one less. Then Anthony Thornhill will be a man. He will then do very manly things to you.

"If he tires of you, he may offer you to his friends, and if they tire of you I assure you, that little mouth of yours wont have time to snark back." She looked Val over and back, "Yes. I think you will birth a child within the year. Even if I have to tie you to a table for 3 days of your ovulation cycle myself."

Nox stepped back, "You are lucky, indeed. I'm not even allowed to slap you. Now, Monica on the other hand." Nox smiled, "Yes, I can make her current chores much more uncomfortable."

 

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Val almost stepped back at the intensity of the woman quickly coming toward her, but held her ground. Her gaze was disinterested and defiant. Once the woman stopped and started talking, she listened, her lips pursed. She knew what was expected of her and what could become of her, and she frankly didn't give a shit. It was obvious that they would try to take her for everything she had, fucking her whenever they wanted to. Therefore, her threats didn't scare her.

However, she was not at the point in which she didn't care for others. Monica had seemed like a very sweet girl, kind and modest. She had readily offered her information when asked, and she seemed to be somewhat delicate. When the woman made her veiled threat, Val visibly flinched, paling a little. Like Bobbi, she didn't want to make life miserable for someone else due to her own actions. There would be a time in which her actions might warrant the risk, but petty acts of defiance weren't worth it.

She bowed her head, hating the words she was saying, "please forgive my rudeness, Ma'am. I hope you treat Monica well." Val made a polite bow, "I'm going to return to my room if that's alright."

 

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Nox visibly calmed, and even smiled. "Good, girl. I hope to see more of this proper attitude going forward." She stepped aside and gestured to let Val go where she wished.

Later Val would learn that Monica had only spent about twenty minutes servicing the larger man before he finished on her face. To Monica that was second best. She was more a breast and belly kind of girl.

The days ticked by quickly, as Nox had promised, and the morning of the party the area was a buzz with activity. The law was being set up with a portable gazebo. There were three DJs and cases of both liquor and sodas. Nox came to Val and said, "Get dressed in your uniform. You're being presented sooner than later."

Nox ordered a shower and to get dressed in her school girl outfit. Next was a long black hooded cloak and she was ordered to wear it. "It's not too late to be a breeding bitch and Mr. Thornhill to buy a car."

She was taken to the main house and to a large guest room where stylists and actual makeup artists were gathered. Mrs. Thornhill was getting her hair and nails done with a sleep mask over her eyes. Val was put in a chair where a man in all black started to look her over. "Hi, I'm Stefan. Let's see what we can do here."

Nox said, "Make her look girl next door." Then closed the door, leaving.

Stefan shook his head, "I'm supposed to make you look less pretty and more approachable? Damn. They really do expect miracles. Right?"

 

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By the time the party rolled around, Val had explored most of the outer areas of the mansion and the main areas of the house. Her obedience to Vox seemed to placate her, so Monica didn't suffer any consequences. She still hated the bossy woman, lording over the other woman like some kind of Pimp. She showered and dressed in her uniform as instructed, not putting on the ribbon once again and storing it inside near her breast.

Val looked up at Stefan. "You probably already know my name is Val, but thought I'd introduce myself anyway." She glanced at the woman next to her, wondering who she was, but not wanting to open that can of worms just yet.

She looked a little amused but incredulous at Stefan, "I mean, didn't they buy me because I was decent looking? What is the point of making me less attractive? Not that I'm arguing against it, I just don't understand the logic. You'd think the guy would want me glam as fuck or something like a nice sports car with a flashy set of paint. In any case, do you have any dirt? That's a very effective way to make someone look a little less attractive. That's actually how I passed for quite a bit there when I was still free."

 

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"Well, I just work the scene. I don't know much about one family over another. Sorry." He started to cut Val's hair to be even shorter on the back and sides. Soon she was starting to have more of a pixie cut but he made sure to take the shape of her face into account. Once her hair was cut and shaped making her look cute and almost a bit younger.

Then a makeup artist came to give her several layers of color, even using an airbrush. The woman sat up taking ear buds from her ears and looked over to see Val. "Oh, is this the gift?" She let her long red hair fall around her bare shoulders, her robe held in place at her breasts by her hands. "Hmm. I was hoping for someone more exotic." The woman leaned in and put her face next to Val's looking at them both in the mirror. "Is it true no man have ever cum in your mouth? My son will be the first?"

She nodded, "I suppose you'll do." She got up and left the room so that Val could be finished up.

 

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Val looked at herself after the hair-stylist was done. The cut looked really good, much better than the hack-job she had done by herself in the woods to keep it short. It was true that professionals could take something and make it that much better.

She looked at the woman and recognized her as Mrs. Thornhill when she used the words, "my son." It suddenly occurred to her that the matronly woman from the kitchens had said that the original Mrs. Thornhill had died from the virus. She wondered if that lady had been mistaken, confused, or that this was his wife with whom he had remarried.

Val was a bit put-off my her dismissive tone, so she matched it. "I'm sorry that "this" is not some belly dancer from Peru. And yes, that is true. I was actually a virgin before I entered that facility." Her tone was a bit bitter.

Her eyes watched the woman leave, finding her not unattractive physically, but did have a repulsive personality. She thought to herself that the maid probably meant cruelty when she said that this woman played with her.

The make-up artists eventually finished, much to Val's relief. She felt like her lungs were filled with air-brushed foundation and hair product. Looking in the mirror to see the final product, though, they had done a really good job. Instead of making her more homely necessarily, they had matched her make-up to her hair and followed the less mature-looking and more cute theme, like a doe-eyed virginal girl. She wasn't sure how she felt about the look, since it didn't match her personality one bit.

There was a knock at the door and a guard stuck his head in. "It's time to go, so get up and get a move on. We need to get you in place on-schedule."

Val mumbled, "Yeah, yeah." before pulling her hood over her face and following.

 

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Val was taken through a busy house, past people she'd never met. It was barely lunch time, hours before the party. Still she was taken to a large room, almost an expensive hotel room.

Mr. Thornhill was already waiting in the room and he smiled seeing Val and the guard. "Good. Please sit anywhere." To the guard he said, "Make sure she doesn't leave." And then Thornhill was gone. The guard just watched Val, not letting her out of his site or approaching.

It was several long minutes before voices from the hall indicated Mr. Thornhill was returning. "I wanted to make sure you got one of your presents early." The door opened and the guard slipped out like a shadow.

Mr. Thronhill brought Tony into the room. The young man was tall, good looking with a strong frame. A few scars on his face only gave him a more rugged look and his hair was pulled back into a small pony tail. Fixing Val with his green eyes he smiled and shook his head, "I have a girlfriend, dad. What is this?"

Thornhill shook his head, "You have a girlfriend from a prominent family. I doubt they are ready for their daughter to be a breeder. But, Val here... She's all yours. You can cum in her all you want, and you wont have to worry about being tied down with a kid before you're ready."

Tony looked Val over again, as if seeing her for the first time. "But, won't Lynn have a problem with me having a piece on the side?"

His father nodded, "That's why I wanted you to have this present early. That way... you can play before the party, and Lynn doesn't have to know."

Tony smiled and nodded to Val, "Hey. Val is it?" He walked forward holding out a hand, "I'm Tony."

Mr. Thronhill leaned in saying, "She's never swallowed cum, and was a virgin when they found her. I'll leave you two to get to know one another. If there are any problems, let me know and I'll have her in the barn before the party starts."

Tony shook his head, "No. I don't think there will be a problem. Right... Val?"

Mr. Thornhill left.

Tony gestured to the sofa for Val to join him, "So... tell me about yourself."

 

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When they arrived, Val shed her cloak and draped it on one of the computer chairs. Her eyes hungrily looked at the technology for a moment, wondering if she would eventually be able to use it to set up an email. Her attention turned to Mr. Thornhill, who seemed very pleased with what the hair-stylist and make-up people had done.

Even though he offered, she didn't sit down. Instead, she leaned against one of the walls near the couches, her arms folded over her chest. During the few minutes of silence, she engaged in a staring contest with the guard, not breaking eye-contact for a moment. She didn't glare at him, but gave him more of an apathetic look.

They both heard them coming and looked at the door. Val hardly noticed him leave he was so stealthy. Her attention turned to Tony as he came in; she was surprised that he was so attractive. She had expected either an average-looking guy who blushed if a girl looked at him straight-on, or a thick-necked jock who couldn't walk three paces without kicking the shit out of someone. Val had to admit that his green eyes were quite beautiful. His longer hair was also noticed. It had always been her opinion that men with longer hair were very sure of their own masculinity, and prone to being less insecure about themselves.

She silently watched them as they talked amongst each other as if she was a sweet pastry behind the glass counter display. Though she was taken aback a bit as he walked to her and offered his hand. Val had half a mind to leave him hanging, but decided that his polite introduction would be rewarded at least with an acknowledgement. She reached out and took his hand, giving it a firm shake while Mr. Thornhill gave him some of the history regarding his new doll.

"Sure." It was a noncommittal response, neither giving indication that she doubted that she would cause hell for him, or that she agreed to play nice.

Her eyes followed him as the door closed and Tony sat down on the sofa, gesturing for her to sit down as well. She wondered why a sofa needed so many stupid pillows as she moved over, pushing a couple off the side and sitting down, angling her body toward him as she looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What can I say? I like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. Not that I would know what a one of those actually tastes like. Still, what would you want to know? I'm kinda not a person anymore if you hadn't heard, birthday boy. I'm just an expensive toy; pull the string and you get one of fifteen sarcastic responses."

 

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Tony smiled, "I like the sassy mouth on you!" He gestured to her top. "Let's see the tits."

If she wasn't going to do it, Tony would have no problem opening the front of Val's blouse. He was more than eager to look at her large and tempting breasts. He didn't ask permission as he reached out and cupped the heavy mounds, massaging and squeezing.

He was truly a boy exploring a new toy.

"Come here. I want you to suck on it." He used the word it as if 'it' was all he would call his cock. Taking it out, it was modest in size and width but it was rock hard and throbbing. "Put it in your mouth. Suck it with that sassy mouth!"

 

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Val looked down at his groping hands, making no moves to undress herself at this point. She wondered if at some point in the previous months his dad had asked him hypothetically what kind of woman he wanted to fuck and he answered, “One with big tits and a sassy mouth.”

She didn’t move to grab his hands and remove them, though, not wanting to be too confrontational at this point since she was still new and a computer was so close to being in her grasp.

“And if I say no, birthday boy?” She asked, meeting his eyes and raising her eyebrow. Val imagined that they both already knew the answer to that question, but it was a question that needed to be asked anyway.

 

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Tony laughed, "I bet we could find a way to make you want to suck it. A punishment? Now that I'm eighteen I bet I'm allowed to use the Playhouse." He tugged at the skirt, then realized he could just push it up. "But, I'd rather you pretend you want it. Not that you have to want it. But I'd rather you act like you did." He put his hand on her knees, pressing them wider as he moved closer.

"I can be nice. If you're nice. If you're very nice, and can be very nice too." He leaned in to kiss her cheek, then her neck and moved closer so that he could be inside her soon.

 

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Val didn’t like the sound of “The Playhouse,” especially if it was associated with sex and punishment. Who knew what kind of ungodly amount of strange and expensive toys they kept in there. For all she knew, he could drag her in there, spank her with a riding crop, tie her upside-down and force her to ingest ecstasy or something. It was probably just her imagination running away with her, but it was mysterious and foreboding in any case.

Every guy she had been with had shoved her down and taken what he wanted, so it was almost off to her that he even bothered to kiss her cheek and neck. It might have felt good too if she weren’t essentially a newly bought sex slave. She didn’t really want to be fucked if she could help it, so she went down the path that would have him cum sooner.

“Okay, okay...” She put her hands on his and gently took them off her knees, closing them. Val scooted off the sofa and onto the floor, crawling and scooting forward so that she was between his wide legs. His throbbing cock was stiff as a pole and seemed to be demanding attention. “But I’m not going to pretend that your cock is the holy grail unless you give me something.”

Val leaned forward and licked the tip, moving her tongue slowly around it for a few moments before running her tongue up and down the length of his cock. By the time she was done doing this, his shaft was coated in saliva.

 

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The moment she started working on his member, Tony lay back and clawed at his sofa. "Oh please. Yes, keep going. Whatever you want, just keep going. Don't stop." His breath was growing quick. His youth and lack of experience making him ready to pop like a bottle of champagne.

 

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Val moves her tongue back to the tip of his cock and slowly enveloped it within her beautiful lips. She moved so that more and more of his cock was pushed into her mouth. Since he wasn’t huge, it was easier to get most of him inside her without difficulties. Val could tell that he was going to cum sooner rather than later, so she decided to come at him hard and fast.

Her mouth started bobbing quickly up and down, her tongue lashing his sensitive member on the inside. One of her hands slid up his thigh to cup and fondle his balls as she worked, using as much suction as she could to pleasure him. Her breasts jiggled from the movement of her body as slurping sounds came from her mouth.

She thought to herself that he really must be inexperienced if he was on edge so quickly. Val wondered if she would be his first.

 

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Tony gasped, arms moving to grab the couch as if he were on a carnival ride that was about to go out of control. "Okay! This is it! Oh-" He erupted in a tsunami of teen age jizz crying and groaning loudly like a dying beast.

"Oh fuck!" He fell back against his couch, cock still hard but spent for now. As a young man he would probably be ready to go in a matter of minutes. "Oh, I love you." He said with a smile and laugh.

 

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Val felt his cock strain and twitch in her mouth as his thick ropes of cum shot out into her throat. It took quite a bit of self-control not to gag at the amount, thickness, and taste of it. She looked around for a waste basket and couldn’t find one, so she reluctantly swallowed his seed, shuddering slightly when he wasn’t looking.

She narrowed her eyes at him and wiped her mouth before looking away. The way he had said it sounded so patronizing and dehumanizing to her that she was more than a little bit annoyed. It was the type of thing he might tell his dad after having unwrapped a present.

His cock was still hard, and she wondered if he would soon want her to suck him off a second time. She sat there and her eyes drifted to the computer for a moment before she drifted her gaze back to his cock, her breasts still covered but her cleavage was deep.

 

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If the looks around the room and to Tony were meant to be noticed or a hint, he missed them all together. He took a few more deep breaths then looked Val over. Hand going to his rigid cock he started to stroke himself.

"Fuck, you're really hot." Eyes on her cleavage the entire time. "I should get ready for the party." he was still catching his breath.

Getting up he said, "Wait here. I plan to come up back and cum in your again later." He smiled and started to put his pants together.

 

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“Thanks, I guess. They gave me a makeover and everything. I think I met your mom, but she seemed to be disappointed in your dad’s selection.” She said, shrugging.

Val got up and sat on the opposite couch, watching him stuff his rigid cock back into his pants, caged until he released it later to be tamed by her mouth once again. She had not necessarily intended him to catch her gaze to the computer, but she needed to ask him about it before he went.

“I’d like to set up an email for myself if that’s alright.” She said it nonchalantly as though it were truly not a big deal.

She crossed her legs and arms, pushing up her voluptuous breasts as she did so. Val hoped that a little bit of cleavage would remind him of what he was ensuring by accepting her request.

 

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Tony just shrugged, "I guess. Sure. Here, let me set you up with a profile so you can log into netflix and stuff." He walked to his computer and in 20 minutes Val had her own profile. He set her password for her but also prevented her from being able to change it from 'T0ny$gir1" She also had limited guest access so she couldn't install anything, but she would have full access to the internet and every streaming media account that existed.

"There you go." He stood up and gestured to the desk, "Now, give me a few hours and we'll have some more fun later." He leaned in to kiss her lips, shallowly, and left for the party.

 

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As he agreed, Val’s heart beat quickly. She didn’t like him much yet, partially by principle, but she was at least grateful that he had not simply shrugged her off, saying that she didn’t need one. For this reason, she didn’t turn her head when he went to kiss her, allowing him to kiss her lips once, shallow a kiss as it was.

“Thank you.” She sat at the computer and watched him make his way to the door. “Well I’ll be here. I’m not going anywhere, I guess...”

Val turned her attention to the computer and set up a “Happy St. Valentine” email. She wasn’t sure which website Val had wanted her to make it on, so she set one up on gmail and yahoo just in case. Now all she could do was wait for Bobbi to email her. Val had never been told who Bobbi was sold to, so she hoped her new owner was kind to her.

Since there was nothing in her email right now, she went to Netflix and started binge watching a sci-fi fantasy show as she waited for Tony to be done getting all of his numerous presents, as well as spend time with his girlfriend.

 

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Hours had passed and the party was going strong but so far no one had returned or even bothered to come and get Val. The bedroom had an attached bath, some work out gear and lost of art and a media center.

When the door did open it was Mr. Thornhill who came in and closed the door. "I brought you cake." He put down the cake at a fizzing rose colored beverage. "So, how did things go?"

Thornhill looked Val over like a wolf about to pounce on a kill. His eyes never left her short skit and the hint of ass it showed off regardless of her best efforts. It made Thornhill adjust the hard on growing in his pants.

 

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After the two hours, she had become tired of watching shows, instead deigning to hop onto the elliptical in the corner, her breasts bouncing as she went. The little skirt fluttered upward as her powerful legs worked. She cursed the sexy little uniform she was in- it had absolutely no support like a real bra would.

Val looked up when she heard the door open, expecting Tony but finding Mr. Thornhill instead. She slowed on the machine and came to a stop, stepping down and looking over the piece of cake and glass of what she assumed to be champagne. The cake looked like it was made by someone only a wealthy person could afford, decadent and aromatic. Her stomach grumbled and she realized she was hungry. Typically she would have preferred a meal, but cake would do.

Sitting on the sofa, she took the plate of cake and held it, adjusting her position slightly so that she could cover as much of her ass as she could. It was a fruitless endeavor, though, as the designer probably meant for it to always show a little ass whatever the circumstance. She saw how his eyes took in her image hungrily, and it made her slightly uncomfortable. There was a little tension in the room, but she hoped that he would restrain himself since it was his son's birthday and she was his gift.

"He came pretty quickly, so there's not much to tell. It was... bitter. How is the party going? Is birthday boy getting more presents than he knows what to do with?" She took her fork and cut off a bite of cake, bringing it to her mouth and chewing. The cake practically melted in her mouth and was so flavorful that she couldn't help but let out a little, "Mm!" Val immediately cleared her throat awkwardly and mumbled, "Good cake. Thanks."

 

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"He's getting his gifts. But I want him to have a nice night." Thornhill sat next to Val, his fingers gently rubbing up and down her arm and shoulder. "I hope you can be nice to him tonight. Let him do what men are supposed to do to women."

Thornhill's fingers moved to Val's skirt and started to rub her thigh. "You can either have a nice time with him, and maybe end up pregnant or you have a very rough time with me and eventually end up pregnant. Am I clear?"

 

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Val wanted to scoot away from him when he sat down, his mature body intimidating as he leaned toward her and stroked her arm. She stayed silent for a moment, watching as his hand then drifted downward, tantalizingly close to her panty-covered pussy. It made her feel a little nervous as he slid his large fingers on her smooth, youthful skin.

His eyes were intense and she could have imagined it, but for a second it almost seemed like he wished she would refuse his son so that he could roughly fuck the little lady in the school-girl outfit. She gulped and put on a false image of bravado as she shrugged and took another bite of cake, "Whatever."

 

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"Whatever." Thornhill nodded, clearly not thrilled with the response, "Well, okay then." He stood up and grabbed Val by the wrist yanking her to her feet sending the cake and plate flying.

With strong hands and arms he forced her face down on his son's couch and threw his body weight on top of her. She could hear, more than feel, him undoing his belt and pants. "Whatever." He continued to try and immobilize her arms using his body weight and leverage learned from the College wrestling team.

Licking his fingers he slipped her panties aside and lubed her pussy before doing more for his cock. "How this for 'whatever'." He shoved his dense member into Val despite some painful resistance.

"Whatever, right? Whatever?" He said, grunting as he thrust his cock into her over and over, now able to use two hands to stop her from squirming away.