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So, second chapter. Let's see how this goes.
Disclaimer: I would hate to be Beatrice...
WARNING: Contains writings of sex. If you cannot read it, then please skip the writing in-between the text-ribbon. It'll look like this: ~*~*~*~*~*~
Oh. No.
"Doyle, Beatrice!" announces a worker. He gestures for me to enter the breeding block.
Oh. No.
Oh. No.
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After struggling and trying to free myself from the large hands of the workers, I am finally stripped free of my clothes and thrown into a breeding chamber.
Another worker, an Elder, gently ties a collar around my neck and tightens it. He slowly leads me to a corner and thoroughly ties me, while the larger-handed workers tie my hands together, so that I am standing on all fours, just like an animal. Now, I am no longer hiding anything.
And then I hear a near door opening, and there's a tall, blue-eyed boy behind it. He's naked, too, and the workers push him into the chamber.
The boy introduces himself as River. He has deep, ocean blue eyes and curly black hair. They must have bred us by color. I have ocean blue eyes, but curly caramel-brown hair. Clever them.
He tells me he is fifteen (he's in the same grade) and that he's from Hudson's line. He's skinny, but tall. Not me. I'm average height and somewhat chunky. I have a decent amount of meat on me.
Where did those arrangements go wrong?
He says not to worry. He seems to know this is my first breeding.
"They usually breed me with Oakley's," said River. He's whispering. He looks very sad and sympathetic. This is not his first covering, either.
He's now achieved a full erection. He mounts my back and grips my waistline with his forearms and elbows.
I start thrashing. I don't like this feeling.
"Easy," he whispers. I stop thrashing, since I can hardly breathe. He lets me take a few breaths. I can tell that he's breathing heavily, since his breaths are felt on the back of my neck. I slightly turn my head to look back at him. His chest is arched over my back, and his head is held low. He looks like he is concentrating. He then bites my neck for support, and re-arranges his legs.
He takes a deep breath, and then thrusts into me. At first, he exhales and sits there, letting his groin to all the work, and it is. But I knew he couldn't control himself for much longer - his testosterone took over, and then he started arching his back and thrusting. Quickly, but not much.
After a few minutes of that, he slows down, and began letting his groin do all the work again. He thrusts a few more times, moving me, now, taking heavy breaths to keep up with his body. I then feel him relax as he slips out of me, and exhales. He's done. He leaves without a word.
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The Elder unties me, freeing me from my restraints, and then leads me into another small white room, and I see a red-headed woman with a syringe.
The shot.
"Hi, sweetie," she says. Her voice is very gentle and inviting. And then she sticks the shot through my arm. I'm having second thoughts.
I am then led out. The elder gives me my clothes and sends me into a habitat. I am floored.
So there you go. Lucky dogs, you got sex in the second chapter. Review?