Bred for Better things (closed for Tx_Liquor)

It was some time before Mrs. Thronhill came in first, she had two glasses of liquor and offered one to Val. "I see you've made a dress out of a towel." setting down one of the drinks near Val she hooked a finger into the towel and opened it to expose the young woman beneath. "That's better."

Turning her back to the toy she said, "Now. Help me out of the corset." she waited for Val to approach and help undress her mistress. "I understand you've been with a woman before. You certainly weren't shy when I was on my own knees before you. Well, in that you didn't act like a girl whose had another woman between their legs.

"Tell me; Have you ever pleasured a woman with your mouth?"
 
Val’s put her arms over her breasts protectively when her towel was pulled from her. Mrs. Thornhill hadn’t been in the room one minute before insisting that Vall abandon the one scrap of cloth she was allowed. She frowned when the woman turned her back, looking over at the drink and downing it quickly; after what had happened earlier, she needed something to numb her a bit.

Setting the empty glass down again, she approached the woman from the back, looking at the intricate laces that weaved to hold her corset shut. She had never undone one of these before, but it seemed pretty straightforward. Her fingers started undoing the laces, making it looser and looser as she went. As Mrs. Thornhill spoke, she remained quiet, surprised that she had been so observant, and uncomfortable with what she was insinuating.

“I have been with a woman, yes. But I hadn’t eaten her out, no. I was usually the one on the receiving end.” Her face became a little sad; she wished she had thought to give more to Bobbi when they were together.

Soon the corset was completely undone, sliding down from the woman’s ample bosom, her back exposed to Val now.
 
Mrs. Thornhill turned, naked only from the waist up, her pale and puffy nipples exposed. She smiled and ran her hands up Val's naked body. "Well, this will be a treat, for me." She shimmied out of her dress and back up towards the bed.

Sitting she spread her legs, her saved snatch already wet with anticipation. "Come, lover. Lets see if you can make up for lack of experience with intention." She snapped her fingers and pointed at her crotch, waiting.
 
Val couldn’t contain a shiver as the lovely mistress of the house caressed her smooth skin. She wasn’t sure if the shiver was one of arousal or fear, but it didn’t matter; the woman was expecting to be serviced, and Val didn’t have much of a choice.

She reluctantly walked over to the edge of the bed, crouching with her powerful legs, she didn’t lower herself all the way yet. Instead she leaned forward and caressed the woman’s abdomen, leaning forward and licking one of her nipples slowly before pushing her mouth onto it, suckling and flicking her tongue across it on the inside. She used the suction of her mouth to pull the nipple a bit before popping off her mouth and ravishing the other one. Once her nipples were both given attention, she let her tongue trail down, moving her head slowly side-to-side to create a serpentine trail of saliva on her abdomen.

Val was trying to remember what Bobbi had done/would do with her as she went. When her tongue got lower, she kissed her thigh until she reached the wetness between her legs. Her tongue tentatively slid between the woman’s folds and she started to slide it up and down along her slit. Every time she reached her clit, she would swirl her tongue around it several times. Meanwhile, her hands reached around Mrs. Thornhill to gently kneed her ass.
 
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the mistress of the house gave simple directions to go slower, do more or less of one thing or the other. Finally her hands when the Val's hair and began to massage the young woman's scalp, letting her know what she was doing was good.

After more than a few moment, a pair of rough hands touched Val's hips. Mr. Thornhill's well lubed shaft slipped right into her impregnated pussy and he leaned in to start thrusting in and out of her in long slow strokes.

Mrs. Thornhil hummed in pleasure watching her husband fuck Val who's face was burred in her snatch. "That's it! That's perfect!"
 
Val followed the instructions given, wanting to do the right things in order to get Mrs. Thornhill to cum faster. Her tongue went slower and she now sucked on the woman’s clit.

She jumped when the hands were felt upon her, squeezing Mrs. Thirnhills’s ass in surprise; she hadn’t even heard him come into the room, the quiet bastard. Val whimpered when he chose to join the fun, sliding himself into the pussy he had already used that same day. His cock was long and thick, filling her up nicely. She was resolute in resisting him, though, so she concentrated on the woman’s pussy and tried not to focus on any pleasure he might be providing. Cumming from his cock was not something she wanted to give him again, humiliating as it was.

Mrs. Thornhill seemed turned on by it, though, and she could feel her cunt getting wetter from watching his powerful hips lightly tap her ass as he thrust.val continued to suck on her clit, slowly swirling her tongue around it in her mouth.
 
The Master continued to gently slide in and out of Val as the Mistress began to groan and hiss his pleasure. "Yeah, baby. Fuck that slut." she said, rocking her hips against Val's mouth.

This continued, both of them growing closer and closer to release. Before that could happen Mr. Thronhill pulled out and leaned in to lick Val's ass! His lips kissing then his tongue pushing deep into her hole, either lubing it up or just enjoying the taste of her back door.

Before he could do anything further, Mrs. Thornhill pushed Val's face away and rolled the girl on her back. "My turn." she said crawling down to return the favor, maybe also show Val how it felt to have her cunt licked again. Mr. Thronhill just waited for the women to change positions then thrust into his wife who'd now changed placed with Val.

"Oh, fuck. Yeah, eat that cunt." He ordered, pressing his wife's face against Val as the older woman was being screwed from behind.

The woman slipped to fingers into Val's slick cunt to help stimulate what her tongue was already doing.
 
Val chose to ignore the comment of her being a slut, continuing to only focus on getting through this and making Mrs. Thornhill cum. She resented being called a slut; she wasn’t one by choice and it felt degrading.

Her ass hadn’t been used since her time in the facility since Tony’s sole interest had been in her pussy these past several weeks. It had been given ample time to heal from the ravishment she had received from Murphy and others. However, she still tensed and let out a muffled whimper when she felt his mouth kiss, then his long tongue slip inside to wiggle around. It felt lewd and naughty, making her hips squirm a bit.

To her horror, somewhere in between him fucking her, eating pussy, and having her ass licked, her pussy had become wet with arousal. She thought she had been in control of her body this time, but discovered that she had been betrayed once again.

As her face was pushed back, she almost thought she had done something wrong before she heard her say that she wanted another go at Val’s wet pussy. “I’m fine, you don’t have to-Ah!” She gasped as she felt her tongue upon her, masterfully pleasuring her as her husband moved to fuck his wife now.

Val tried to hold back, but she couldn’t stop moaning from the way it felt to be eaten out so well. She wanted to grab a pillow to cover her face and muffle herself, but they were too far away, denying her any means of hiding her shame. The addition of the woman’s two fingers made it that much more intense as they pushed into her time and time again, rubbing up against the sensitive spots that Mrs. Thornhill knew would make Val cum in short order.

She wanted to plead, to beg them to stop, but she knew it was useless and she couldn’t get the words out if she wanted to. The fingers quickened more insistently and her tongue now demanded that she cum for her. Unlike her standing orgasm earlier, she was now on a bed where her body didn’t have to worry about keeping her upright and could relax more. Her moans and whimpers escalated in pitch until she couldn’t hold it back anymore.

Her back arched and her legs trembled as she cried out, her pussy squirting, humiliating Val beyond words. She had only squirted from Bobbi, and now this vile woman and her wretched husband had made her do the same.
 
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Mrs. Thronhill hummed her satisfaction and crawled her way up Val's body. It was as if she hadn't even noticed her husband was thrusting in and out of her. Kissing Val, the other woman reached down and began to play with herself.

Not ready to be done, Mr. Thronhill got up on the bed with his wife but instead of thrusting into her, he shoved his cock into Val's sloppy cunt. "Oh, fuck that's good!" He said, before thrusting in and out of Val, all the while letting his wife make out with their sex slave for the night.
 
“Mm...” she tried to say ‘no more’ but her muffled protests fell on deaf ears. Mrs. Thornhill’s tongue pushed it’s way into her mouth, not taking no for an answer. It then slipped and rubbed around Val’s tongue, which did not reciprocate other than trying to get out of the woman’s reach. In between their mouths, this was impossible and she soon realized the futility of such resistance.

When she felt Mr. Thornhill start to pleasure himself with her dripping cunt, she moaned into his wife’s mouth, gripping the bedsheets as her legs bucked from his powerful thrusts. Val was sensitive from having just cum, so his cock felt better than it had any right to be. She felt weak to the feeling of his large member plunging so deeply, unable to do anything about it.

All she could do was moan helplessly and hope that he came before she did. He was the object of her hatred, the symbol of all her life was now, kept in a gilded cage with a silver chain, to be used and played with at her owner’s discretion. The only thing that kept her from kicking him was the fact that she still held out hope that Bobbi would message her back.
 
Mrs. Thornhill stopped kissing and met Val's eyes, breath on her lips as she spoke, "Cum on that cock, little girl. Cum on that big fucking cock." She started kissing Val again, a hand reaching down to touch her young lover and stimulate her into reaching that orgasm she commanded.

Mr. Thronhill continued his attack on Val's pussy, moving faster and slapping her ass with his balls. The pain was just enough to keep him from blowing his load so he continue to thrust in and out of Val, grunting and growling his pleasure.

Even after she came, the Thornhills kept fucking and fingering her, as if to punish her through pleasure. Before he could cum, Mr. Thronhill pulled out again and slapped the head of his cock on Val's pelvis. "Don't you fucking cum!" Ordered his wife.

Moving she tugged on Val's shoulders, "Suck him." Making the girl sit up so her face would be level with Mr Thornhill's erect and glistening dick.
 
Val was paralyzed by Mrs. Thornhill's intense eyes as she told her to cum on her husband's cock. She shook her head just a little in disbelief, but soon found her mouth being ravished once again. Her hear sank as she realized that they really meant to have her body do what they wanted, when they wanted it. Even her pleasure was something she no longer had control over.

She tried to think of other things, anything to distract her, but she kept being brought back by the feeling of the fingers teasing her clit and the large cock that sought to steal another orgasm from her. The pleasure escalated until one hard thrust made her break lips with Mrs. Thornhill and cry out as her body shuddered and climaxed. She squirted a second time, her eyes tearing up by the intensity and shame.

Val found herself face-to face with his cock a moment later, her young body held up by the shoulders. Her eyes looked at the cock and her lip curled in disgust and loathing. She then glared at him, considering refusing him. Her mind tried to give her every reason not to take him into her mouth, but hope was the one emotion that plagued her. Hope that one day she would be able to get away from this place with Bobbi. That hope faded a little bit each day, but it was still strong enough to cripple her.

With great reluctance, she opened her mouth and took in his throbbing cock. She took a couple inches in and stroked the rest of it with her soft hand, her warm mouth pushing forward and pulling back as her tongue worked his shaft. The taste of her pussy was all over his cock, but she soon cleaned her juices from him, eyes narrowed at him hatefully. The girth of him was much larger than his son's so it wasn't an easy blowjob, her jaw was stretched a little and she had a hard time keeping herself from drooling. He had already cum tonight, so she hoped he wouldn’t have much leftover to spurt into her unwilling mouth.
 
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Mrs. Thornhill hummed in pleasure and grabbed the base of her husband's shaft. In some ways this was a good excuse for why Val couldn't deep throat him. Her lips then went to his balls to lick and suck as she stroked just the bottom inch of the thick dick.

Mr. Thornhill put his hand on Val's head and gave gentle pushes and pulls to show her the shallow rhythm he wanted on the first three inches of his cock. Once she found the right timing he started to grunt and sigh. The sounds started to pick up pace.

Mrs. Thronhill pulled her lips off his sack saying, "Yes, baby! Cum in our mouths." She lowered her mouth and opened wide, an elbow nudge telling Val to do the same. Mr. Thornhill looked down, his hand going to his meat and stroking as he watched and waited to see the open mouths of both women.

Second after they were waiting he cried out as if in pain and a small wad of his jizz flew first into his wife's mouth, then into Val's. He grunted a few more times but there was pause between the small loads. When the next finally shot out it landed Val's cheek and the next landed on his wife's chin.

He continued to stroke, the cum now just dribbling from the head of his dick. He hand to bat the tip against the women's chins and lower lips trying to get every drop in their mouths.

Even Mrs. Thornhill tried to help, rising up to lick the tip and even the stray sperm from his finger. As he fell back she turned to Val and forced an opened mouth kiss to the other woman. The heat and passion just seemed to turn the older woman on more as she continue to kiss and massage Val's breasts.
 
Val was a bit relieved when she wasn't made to deep-throat him, instead following his lead as he guided the bobs of her head. At least this would be over soon, she thought to herself as his sounds of pleasure started to pick up.

She had consumed enough cum that night and wasn't thrilled at the prospect of taking more in, especially his. When she heard Mrs. Thornhill's encouragement, and felt it in the way of her elbow, Val pulled off of him and put her face close to the other woman's, opening her mouth. It wasn't wide, but she didn't want him to think she was refusing either.

It didn't matter, though, she still ended up with cum in her mouth and on her face as the man orgasmed and blew his load on them. She reached up and wiped the cup from her cheek, grimacing and wiping the rest from her chin as she swallowed what was in her mouth. Her eyes resentfully watched him for a moment as he fell back, seemingly satisfied by the night's conclusion.

She didn't think Mrs. Thornhill would want to continue, so she was startled when she felt the hands resting on her face and turning her so that the woman could lustfully kiss her. Her tongue slipped inside Val's mouth and she could taste the cum on her tongue as it ravished her own. She then felt the hands going to her breasts and kneading them like pale mounds of dough.

It would have been so easy to shove the woman away, hop off the bed, and run to the door, but she knew she was trapped in this place in more ways than just the physical. Val tried to gently pull her head back, but her mistress's greedy lips simply followed her, pushing her back down onto the bed where Vall couldn't escape her.
 
Mrs. Thornhill continued to kiss and lick Val until she too drifted to sleep. The couple slept, both with arms around their little fuck toy. Mr. Thornhill behind her, his cock spent but barely touching her rear. In front, Mrs. Thornhill, a hand to Val's breast and foreheads touching.

They seemed to be sound asleep for now.
 
Val slowly but surely wiggled her body down the bed, getting up very carefully so as not to disturb them. She didn’t want to sleep in the same bed as them, snuggled between them like some kind of lover. Grabbing a blanket from within the ottoman, she went to the couch to lay down. Her feet were on the end closest to them, so she could see them. Not that she would see them if one of them decided to approach her while she slept, but the idea that she had them within her line of sight was comforting

It wasn’t long before she drifted off to sleep, exhausted from the day’s events. She would have to check her email tomorrow, and hopefully that was the only thing that was going to be on her agenda to do.
 
Val was able to sleep, unmolested, for the night. The sound of moment would wake her up as the Mistress and Master of the house got up and ready for the day. Mrs. Thornhill approached when she could tell Val was awake and sat by her ankles. "You can return to my son's room. I don't think we'll be needing you for the rest of the day. My son comes home later so I hope you make him feel welcome."

She ran her hand up and down Val's leg possessively. "Get cleaned up. I'll have someone take you breakfast." She patted Val's rear and left to finish getting dressed.

When Val got back to Tony's room she found new emails but all seemed to be typical ads, nothing from Bobbi still.

The day was otherwise her own to do with... until Tony came home.

The young man was exhausted, coming in to set his things down by his bed. He dropped down, not having said a word at first. "Hey, V? I want you to take a shower with me. Can you start the water, please?"
 
She had been eating some strawberries while watching a show on Netflix at the time he finally returned to the room. Val looked up as he silently entered, wondering whether he simply partied hard and had a bad hangover or something.

“Yep, can do.” Grabbing another strawberry, she took a bite as she got up and walked to the bathroom, reaching into the shower to turn the nozzle on. Seeing how tired he was, he would probably cum pretty soon and she could get back to her show. Her clothes were slipped off and left on the floor as she reached out and tested the water, finding it to be perfect.

“The shower is all set up,” she called, stepping in and getting her hair wet. She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment, moving her fingers through her short brown hair, water dripping off her nude body. The hot water was really the only enjoyable thing about taking showers with the young man. He didn’t treat her badly, but his cock did absolutely nothing for her as he was basically just fucking to cum inside her. Showering with him was more like a chore than an activity.

The shower he had was very large by her standards, sporting a bench, a couple shelves, and various bottles of shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. It was made of grey, white, and black tile and had a detachable shower head.
 
After her announcement Tony got up and stripped off his shirt. Pausing to watch Val in the shower he stripped out of his pants, his cock springing free. Stepping up to open the shower door he continued to watch Val, moving closer and joining her under the warm spray. "Damn I forgot how hot you were."

He turned Val around and pressed his chest to her back, his erection to her rear. Reaching around he cupped her large breasts and kissed the back of her neck. Moving his fingers through her hair and and down her back he pushed on her shoulders, turning her to face the wall.

Another kiss to her neck and he was lowering his body and lining his dick up with her butt. Without a word, without a care, he grabbed the conditioner and filled his hand. Rubbing it over his dick he guided it into her rear and pressed until his cock was shoved up her asshole. "Oh, wow!" He said, pressing his chest to her back. "Oh fuck that's nice!" He started to gently move in and out going as deep as he could and pressing her butt with his hips each time.

"She wouldn't let me. They said it felt good, but that bitch said 'no'. She told me 'no' - but you can't tell me 'no'. You're mine. You're mine to do with as I wish."

He started to use his legs to pump in and out of her ass faster and harder. "Fuck that feels good! Soo good."
 
She glanced at him and shrugged, “I know, right? Your parents made sure your piece of meat was at the optimum temperature to keep you from getting sick.” Her response was heavy with facetiousness as he moved behind her and started moving his hands over her body. It almost felt enjoyable if not for the fact that she didn’t have a choice in the matter.

When he pointed her toward the wall, she braced herself against it as she waited for him to take her pussy from the back. She heard him squeeze something into his hand and was about to look back when she felt his cock slowly push into her back door.

“Tony, what are you...” she winced as he forced himself all the way in, her legs trembling. Val let out a groan as he started moving his hips, shocked that he was fucking her in the ass after only having had an interest in her pussy this past month.

Even though he hadn’t stretched her, since he lubed up and wasn’t huge like his dad, it actually didn’t feel painful; rather, it was more uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth as she listened to him talking about his current girlfriend’s refusal and about Val’s ownership.

“That’s true... for now at least. Your mom was telling a friend of hers last night that they’re going to sell me second-hand after you’re all tired of me... so enjoy it while it lasts, Tony.” She said matter-of-factly. She didn’t want to make him angry, but she was definitely trying to reclaim a bit of satisfaction in knowing that one day she would be getting fucked by a different family out of his reach. Not that she wanted to be owned or fucked at all, but it certainly stole a bit of his thunder.
 
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He kissed her cheek, then her neck while his hands continued to massage her breasts. "No. You're mine. All mine!" He punctuated that last word with a deep thrust and stopped. This would have been the time he'd usually cum in her but he was trying to calm himself to prolong the moment.

Running fingers through her hair, chest pressed to her back and balls to her rear he spoke into her ear. "You're my first. You're my favorite. I've cum in your mouth. I've cum in your cunt. I knocked you up. And now..." He started thrusting again, harder and deeper "Now. I'm cumming in your ass." He started thrusting harder and faster. "I'm cumming in your ass. Right up your ass." He pressed against her, hands moving away from her tits and against the wall.

Her huge breasts were now smashed to the wall, his body firmly against her back and only his hips moving his cock in and out of her behind. "Cumming in your ass. I'm going to cum-" He thrust hard and let out go a hot jet into her bowels. "Fuck. FUCK! I'm cumming." Another jolt of hot jizz entered her. "Cumming, sweetie." another. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming in you." yet another hot wave entered her.

"You feel it? You feel my cum?" He shook his hips as the last of his load spurted into her. "Feels so good." He kissed her neck, then her shoulder. "God, that was good." He kissed her cheek and gently slid out of Val's leaking hole.

Sitting on the bench he tried to catch his breath. "Thank you, my love." As if the thought occurred to him he said, "Wash me. Pamper me a bit. A foot massage would be nice."
 
His kisses felt sweet, almost like he actually cared about her. Val knew better than that, though; the young man only cared about impressing his friends, wooing his girlfriend, and cumming inside of his doll, in that order.

He had gotten better at touching her breasts, not simply squeezing them just to squeeze them anymore. She winced and braced herself as he made her feel the intensity of his word, expecting to feel his hot seed inside her as per usual, especially since he even stopped and held himself inside. It never came, though, causing Val to look over her shoulder in bewilderment as he leaned forward to speak.

It wasn’t a surprise that she was his first, but it was definitely surprising to hear him admit it. His next words made her a bit confused, though. He said she was his favorite, but it wasn’t like he had any other whores hanging around the room. It was possible that he could be fucking others in the household, but he had been fucking her non-stop since he got her. If he was saying she was his favorite woman, then he was simply lying for her benefit, perhaps. His girlfriend may have pissed him off, but she was still his girlfriend.

His thrusts starting once more with more intensity made Val gasp, her body helpless to his powerful hips as he decided to take her deeply and rapidly. She surprised herself with a moan as he pushed her against the shower wall. Val didn’t typically moan for him, not finding much pleasure in his inexperienced attempts at breeding. At most, she gave him little “mm...’s” for him to help him along. Maybe she was just sensitive from last night, she thought to herself.

Her large breasts felt good pressed against the wall, the cool tile teasing her nipples as they rubbed against it from their movements. Val could hear him panting in her ear between sentences, his fit body dominating her own in a primal show of power and control. She bit her lip as her ass started feeling more pleasurable from the pumping her ass was taking. Little whimpers escaped her until he he slammed into her once more, flooding her time and time again with seed that would never find purchase in her body. It was a large amount, probably the most he had ever cum at once for her.

She didn’t answer him once, simply standing there and panting as he kissed her body and reveled in the pleasure of having taken her the one place he had been refused by his lover. The feeling of his cum dripping from her ass as his cock relaxed was not one she enjoyed very much; it felt dirty and wrong.

Val assumed he would wash up on his own now as she rinsed herself off and turned, reaching for the door. Her eyes returned to him as he thanked her and made his demands. Pursing her lips, she turned from the door and walked over to him, sitting cross-legged in front of him so that his feet were resting on her lap. She had given her brother and dad foot-rubs every now and then, so she was fairly good at it. Her soft hands gently rubbed and squeezed his right foot as she sat there silently for a moment or two. It didn’t matter whether he said ‘please’ or ‘thank you’; to her they were simply words to make himself feel better about commanding or taking her.
 
Tony lay back, eyes closing and relaxing. "Thank you, my love. Oh, that's nice." He let Val work her fingers over his bones and muscles. Then his shins and calves, finally. As she found her way to his knee he stopped and pulled her into a kiss.

"I love you." He said, kissing her again and finishing his shower on his own. He didn't make a major effort, and didn't seem to spend much time with his girlfriend. He enjoyed cuming in Val, regardless if he was dumping a load in her ass, pussy or mouth.

For weeks he gave her all of his sexual attention until one morning, after he'd cum in her pussy, a busy Asian woman appeared at his door. "Sire," She said as if she were part of a theater troupe, "I have been sent here to enhance your pleasure." She smiled, her expression offering Tony more joy than Val ever had.

Tony looked to Val then to the Asian girl saying, "Sakura. I thought you were to give my father another child."

Sakura knelt, her hand freeing his cock and stroking it, "Your father has yet to seed me. So I come to you, in hopes to bring new life into this world. Fuck me, Master Tony. Fuck me until I give you a son." Her eyes met Val's and sent the other woman a hint of envy and greed.

Tony quickly accepted Saukra's mouth on his cock and lay back reaching for Val, torn between the doll that he thought was his plaything and the one that was sent to be his newest plaything.
 
Val looked up as he leaned over just in time to feel his lips press against hers. Her eyes were wide, startled as she was by it. He didn’t typically kiss her on the mouth, so it was out of left field for her. Anal, kissing... he was sure full of surprises that day, and then he said, “I love you.”

He had said those words to her before, and she didn’t believe him anymore now than she did then. He didn’t know anything about her other than what her body could do for him. He didn’t know what she had gone through, who she really belonged to, nor what she was really like as a person. She simply let him kiss her, numb to the rich young man’s words. After he was satisfied with the kiss, she just sat there on the shower floor, clenching her fists as she resisted saying things she would regret later.

The next few weeks felt like when he had first bought her; he seemed to be spending a lot of his free time with Val. It was her belief that soon he and his girlfriend would make up, and things would start mellowing out again. She checked her email every day, getting more and more desperate to see any correspondence from Bobbi at all. It was Val’s birthday in a couple days, and she was hoping that maybe she might her birthday wish this year.

She looked up when the Asian beauty came into the room, talking as though she was being filmed in some kind of drama film. Val was amused and irritated by the way she spoke with him, not being quite sure whether it was more annoying that she spoke in drama-speak, or that she was literally sucking up to him, the boy who probably didn’t know what a clit was. When their eyes met, she was further irritated that the woman felt like Val had something she didn’t. She frowned.

Val scooted off the bed before he could reach her, pretending as though she hadn’t seen his hand. “You two have fun. I’m going to walk the grounds if that’s alright... master.” She flourished her hand several times while bowing low, a smirk on her lips that could be heard in her voice.
 
Tony just nodded, laying back in his bed and joying the fluffing work that Sakura was doing to get him back to impregnating condition again. He didn't refuse or stop Val at all, and over the next few days Tony seemed to be enjoying time and pampering from Val while cumming in Sakura two or three times daily.

As the weekend approached, Mr. Thornhill found Val on one of her approved walks, which were many now that Tony was trying to knock Sakura up constantly. Seeing her he lifted a hand holding a garment bag draped over his arm. "Put this on and come with me." He was dressed well, in a nice suit with a black turtle neck underneath. His other hand held a folder with papers in it.

He said nothing and did not wait for a response before heading to the house to and handed the folder to one of his guards. "The child is a girl. Have her and the mother tended to for the next week, then prepare them both of travel to their new homes. The payments have already been made"
 
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