Chapter 15: Sollemnitas
Notes:
[Kinks: bestiality, slavery, underage, daddy kink, father/daughter, incest, non-con/rape, lactation, large insertions, large cock, belly bulge, masturbation]
Chapter Text
Lawrence grinned at Hart, shaking his hand heartily, "Dr. Hart, a pleasure to see you again. I hope that you are enjoying your gift?"
Hart nodded with a polite smile, "oh yes," he placed a hand on Ada's shoulder, "and so is Ada, she's my little milkmaid."
"And what a sweet little milkmaid she is!" Lawrence remarked, letting his gaze roam over the girl.
Ada was draped in a sheer white dress, roman inspired and leaving nothing to the imagination. The fabric was so thin that the filigree nipple shields secured by her piercings still managed to catch the light of the braziers. Her eyes were lined with kohl and her lips stained red for the occasion, making her look sultry instead of her usual more innocent appearance.
Hart was having a celebration, his walled garden filled with food, wine, dancing slaves, and a crowd of carefully selected guests. Ada followed him around obediently, a reminder to everyone of Hart's slightly taboo but newly stylish enslavement of his daughter. Ada dealt with the lecherous stares from the guests, and even a few touches to her hair or face.
"Do you like her huge tits, sweetheart?" Lawrence asked, licking his lips subconsciously as he admired the girl.
"Yes, they're very big and soft," came the careful reply.
The hefty man chuckled in agreement and turned back to Hart, "you know, you should really think about putting a baby inside of this little cutie. It really helps their tits grow," he suggested, gesturing at Ada's small breasts.
Ada stiffened, her horror showing on her face. Both men laughed at the expression, "it has been something that I've been considering," Hart admitted, "make myself a new slave or two that I can train from birth."
Lawrence nodded, "I've been known to keep a calf or two myself when the cows birth. They can be quiet fun."
The girl shook, trying to make herself very small and resolutely did not think about her father impregnating her.
Hart shook Lawrence's hand again after promising to look over his proposal for pushing free range dairies and excused himself. His eyes searched for Terra, who was standing with the beverages, offering her breasts to passerbys.
Hart liked his slaves to play the part of Roman gods and goddesses at his parties, and tonight Terra was playing the part of Rumina, the goddess of breastfeeding. She had been given a temporary dose of lactation drugs, enough that her breasts were constantly weeping milk but not enough to be permanent. She should only lactate for about a week or so.
Terra was actually glad each time a guest would bend forward and take a drink from her, the pressure relieved at least for the moment.
Her womb was also filled to the brim with two gallons of cum, leaving the guests likely thinking her enormously pregnant. Her stomach was under constant attention as guests pressed their hands against it to "feel the baby".
Terra let out a little accidental moan as a man gripped her nipple with his teeth, causing him to grin into her tit. It looked like the girl was a hit.
The only sex slave missing was Jamie, but he was being currently being prepared by William, as he was the real entertainment for the night. He would be out momentarily.
The guests were finally seated for their meal and Jamie brought out and stood next to a cushioned bench that Hart had had made specially for this event.
The boy was completely nude, his smooth crotch impossible to miss and tricking plenty of the men and women that he was an actual girl.
"I decided to have a little damnatio ad bestias, so meet our Pasiphae for the night," Hart introduced Jamie with a hand on his small shoulder.
There were a few murmurs from the crowd as most were well versed in that particular myth. It was one of the more extreme myths when it came to fucking.
The murmurs grew in volume as William led a miniature bull into the garden, the beast's huge member swinging between his legs. It was at least a foot long and nearly three inches at its widest. Jamie's eyes were locked on the animal's cock, so pumped full of aphrodisiacs that he actually wanted that inside of him despite his terror.
He needed that animal's cock inside of his pussy so badly. He was so empty and he couldn't stand it.
The small bull shifted and snorted, on plenty of aphrodisiacs of its own. He still dwarfed Jamie despite being a miniature bull, taller and much more powerful. A full sized bull would have killed the boy with his cock.
Jamie was helped face down onto the bench by William and strapped tightly in place. His eyes began to shine with tears as reality set in. He was about to be fucked by the largest cock he'd ever had seen, and that cock was the cock of a bull.
"Please uncle Percy," the boy whispered to Hart, "I'm scared."
Hart gave his red hair a brief stroke, "be a good girl."
The bull was led closer, it's already lubed member glistening in the firelight. Jamie craned his neck to watch the animal's approach with wide fearful eyes.
But when William helped the bull begin to mount the boy, Jamie subconsciously spread his legs, his body begging to be fucked.
The bull missed twice, jabbing violently at Jamie's hole until William took the bull in his hand and guided the beast until it had the tip of it's cock inside of the boy.
Jamie whimpered and tilted his hips, making it easier for the bull to push inside. It took some effort on the bull's part, causing jamie to rock and cry half in fear and half in pleasure as he was entered.
Cheers and applause filled the garden as the bull successfully shoved the widest part of itself inside, sliding in its long thick dick and making Jamie yelp and groan as his ascending colon was completely filled with bull cock, "oh, uncle Percy!" Jamie managed to breath out in wonder before the bull began fucking him in earnest.
The beast had no sympathy for his victim and pounded Jamie ruthlessly. Jamie began to whimper, and then whine, and then let out little screams as his insides were battered. He knew that the line of the bull's cock was visible inside of his stomach, even though his position on the bench hid it, he could feel his stomach rhythmically distending outward with each thrust. A sensation that always made him feel hot and tingly.
An orgasm was ripped from the boy without warning, causing Jamie to shriek at the surprise. Hart's party guests clapped,
This happened four more times and the bull was still going strong. The crowd celebrated each orgasm that he was forced through. Jamie was lying limp now, tears running down his face as he took what he was given, still weakly moaning as the bull scraped over his prostate.
A cheer of "five!" rose joyfully from the crowd as Jamie shuddered again, his hands scrambling against where they were fixed to the bench, "please," he whimpered.
The bull ignored his plea and began to pound the child impossibly harder, causing Jamie's shrieks to return. The beast began to stutter, and Jamie knew that it was almost over.
The animal froze inside of him, letting out a long groan and shooting pulse after pulse of its hot cum into Jamie.
There was so much of it, Jamie realized. It felt like he was getting an enema, the volume was so great. The boy's eyes rolled back into his head, the feeling of the bull filling his bowels enough to make him cum again.
The bull pulled his dick free, spilling cum all down the inside of Jamie's thighs. Hart's guests gave a standing ovation, craning their necks in an attempt to see a glimpse of Jamie's ruined and gaping hole.
"I'll leave her here of course, so if anyone would like they can play with her pussy," Hart told his guests.
There was a chorus of appreciative murmurs, and Jamie put his head back down on the bench in dismay. His hole was sore and puffy already, and not it seemed that he'd be being fingered all night as well.
Hart left the boy there and returned to his seat, accepting the glass of wine that Ada handed him and taking a deep drink. He eyed Ada for a moment, sitting at the foot of his chair, and asked, "Your cousin gave a very good performance, don't you agree?"
"I was scared," Ada practically whispered back, honest.
"Oh don't be dramatic, it was perfectly safe for the girl."
The girl had mostly meant that she was frightened that she might be given a similar treatment, but nodded anyway, meek.
Hart took another drink, "go ahead and bring yourself off while I eat, Ada."
Nodding again, the young teen slipped her hand through one of the high slits in her dress and began lightly playing with her little clit.
"Good girl," Hart praised her, smiling.
The man next to her, who must have been important to have been seated by her father, watched avidly as Ada spread her thighs and plunged two fingers inside of her pussy. She averted her gaze and ignored him the best she could, biting her lip and curling her fingers upward to press on her g-spot. She could feel the thick sound that sat snugly in her urethra through the walls of her pussy, and she gasped and repeated the motion. Stimulating both her pussy and urethra quickly led to twitching hips and little moans, and she snuck a glance at her father.
Hart was watching her as he ate. Ada could tell that he wasn't particularly aroused at the moment, and realized that this little performance was likely more for the important man beside her then for her father. Knowing that it would please him if she did well, she turned her ocean blue eyes back to the man, met his gaze, and came with an " oooh!"
Hart watched, amused, as his daughter not only managed to pick up on what he had wanted, but allowed herself to be made into a sex object in order to make her father happy.
He was raising the perfect concubine.