Apocalypse Slaves Pt. 07

By the time she flopped back onto the bed, totally spent, Mistress was sliding the plug dildo thong onto her while Master hooked up the hand pump to get it to a proper seal inside of her. Emily felt her pussy fill up with the plug and couldn't help but run her hands over her abdomen where she pictured that it would probably be swelling up soon with their child.

Pregnant... She couldn't help but think as she stared off into space somewhere beyond the ceiling. The thought gave her cause for alarm. Her breathing hitched as she felt like she was going to hyperventilate.

Mistress saw her distress and laid down next to her, smoothing out Emily's reddish-brown hair and making soothing noises. "You'll need to calm down, dear, being stressed will hurt your chances to conceive." But that just made Emily more panicked. "Shhhh... what's wrong? What's got you upset?"

"I... I don't think that I... I'm ready to be a mother!" Emily gasped, feeling the tears well up inside of her. "Uhm... Mistress," she hastily added at the end, looking at Mistress fearfully.

"Shhh. It's okay." Mistress said, cupping Emily's chin and kissing the girl lightly on the lips. "You're not going to be a mother. I'll be the child's mother and your Master here will be the father. You're just a... body mother. A birth mother. If it'll help ease your mind, think of it as if you're giving the child to us to adopt because you're not ready to raise a little one."

"A-adopt?" Emily blinked as that sank in.

"Yes," Mistress smiled. "Or that you're a surrogate mother for me. Whatever helps. Now, will you be able to calm your nerves? After all, Master and I want a healthy baby growing inside of you. So, no stress. Okay?"

"O...Okay, Mistress." Emily nodded her understanding and took some deep, calming breaths. I'm just a vessel for their child... I'm a surrogate mother for them... nothing more...

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CHAPTER 68: Orientation and Indoctrination

Emily woke up the next morning when Master and Mistress got up to their set alarm clock. Stretching and yawning, Emily then rubbed the sleep from her eyes and sat up. Master and Mistress were already up and choosing their clothes for the day as two collared, naked, very plump, and very busty blondes came in to start making the bed. They shooed Emily off so that they could go about making the covers straight. Not knowing what to do, Emily stood off to the side looking awkward.

"OH, dear me," Mistress said as she saw Emily standing there with her head hung in embarrassment while wringing her hands. "We need to set about your schedule. Come here, my dearies," she beckoned to the blondes to her and took them each under an arm. "This, is Faith," she said looking to the blonde with the straight hair down to her shoulders on her left, "And this is Ashley," she nodded to the blonde with the crinkly hair on her right. "They will be your attendants and will see to your every need. You," she broke away from the blondes to practically glide over to a side door, "will be living in here."

Emily followed Mistress over and peered inside. Her eyes went wide as it was a whole other suite that she could fit the house that she grew up in inside. She looked at Mistress with alarm. Mistress rotated her hand, indicating that she should speak. "This... is all for me, Mistress?"

"Yes, well, we want you close to us so that we can keep track of you and the baby," she said, reaching down to pat Emily's belly. "You'll be here, where we can find you at all times so that you can be available for Master whenever he gets the urge. Right now, you have no idea how much the women of the house envy you since you'll be getting all of your Master's attention. Ah well, the men on the staff will be happy in the meantime."

Mistress beckoned for Ashley and Faith to come over. "See to her needs, get her cleaned up, and make sure that she's ready for your Master this evening after dinner is over."

"Yes, Mistress," Ashley and Faith said as one with a curtsey. When Mistress moved away to finish dressing, the blondes hustled Emily into her suite, closing the door behind them.

"So you're the new one, huh?" Ashley asked, sizing Emily up.

"You are SO lucky!" Faith gushed. "I'd offered myself to Master and Mistress but they didn't want me to carry their baby."

Emily blinked, unsure as to what to say to either of them. They looked at her and both laughed at her obvious discomfort. "Relax," Ashley said with a warm smile. "We're not going to bite."

"Well, unless you want us to, that is." Faith chimed in. "But seriously; relax and breathe. It's okay. You can talk all you want when it's just us. When Master and Mistress are in the room, then it's only 'speak when spoken to', okay?"

"Oh... Okay." Emily said, now letting herself go with visible relief. "That's good to know."

"They're pretty liberal when it comes to us slaves and staff," Faith provided. "We're even free to sleep and play with each other whenever we want so long as the work gets done."

"Except you," Ashley corrected. "No going near any of the men on the staff. At least until you get pregnant that is. Then Master and Mistress will probably relax that rule for you. Now come on, let me show you around the suite while Faith gets you some breakfast."

"Okay... it's just so hard to believe that this is all for me." Emily said, looking around. Her bed, was a four poster just like the one in the master suite, only just a little bit smaller. Emily couldn't help but think that there might be nights where Master will have her tied down, spread eagled, to it. Even just thinking about it made her loins tingle with anticipation.

The first stop was the ornate bathroom where Ashley let Emily relieve herself. Ashley had to show Emily how to pull the thong aside for her to do it without soiling herself yet keep the plug in place. "With any luck, you'll conceive the first time around and won't have to worry about this after this month is over."

"You know about that?" Emily asked, surprised.

"Oh honey, the whole household knows about that. Master and Mistress have only been talking about it for the last, oh, few years or so. They've been renovating this suite for just this purpose; to get a breeder slave in here to give them a child. They didn't talk about going to auction to buy one until last month once the suite was completed. Then, lo and behold, your batch comes out of the freezers and here you are!"

"My batch?" Emily blinked, finishing up on the toilet and then going to the sink to wash up. "What all has happened? It's been, I dunno, a hundred years since I went into that shelter?"

"I'll give you a history lesson as brief as I can be as I show you around." Ashley said.

*

Master came to her that night after dinner. Emily was in the middle of reading a book after finishing her own meal that Ashley and Faith had brought her earlier. From where she laid on her stomach on the bed, she looked up at Master when he came through the door from his and Mistress' suite in just a simple shirt and pants, his blazer, shoes, and socks already off. "Well," he said with a smile as he walked across the suite to her. "You're still here and haven't attempted to escape, so that's a good sign," he mused. Then he gave her a pointed look. "You're not planning on escaping, are you?"

Emily gave him a half shrug. "Where would I go, Master?" she asked. "Ashley and Faith told me what life is like outside of the Hab Cities and that it's worse the further west you go. Everyone that I knew was either killed or taken elsewhere when I came out of the cryo vault. So I have nowhere else to go and I can picture a lot worse places that I'd have to survive in, Master."

"Good to know," he remarked, sitting on the foot of her bed and leaning back against one of the posts. "Now," he said with a wry look, "is there something that you're forgetting?"

Cocking her head to the side, Emily contemplated the question. Was there something that she was supposed to be doing? She'd stayed in her suite, kept herself clean, ate and cleaned up after dinner... her eyes went wide and she immediately tossed the book aside, keeling up on the bed. Rest back on my heels... knees spread... hands on knees... palms up... look down... she mentally recited the submissive pose that the blondes had her practice repeatedly today. I just forgot to adopt this pose the moment the door opened. Stupid! Or, what's the slang nowadays? Stupo?

Master chuckled as she hurriedly shuffled into position. "It's your first offense and you are totally new to this kind of life, so we'll skip the customary ten spanks this time." He laughed when he saw her obvious bewilderment. "You're wondering why skip this when Mistress and I were so hard on you last night when we were coming out of the auction house, aren't you?" She nodded and he took a deep breath. "Yeah, in retrospect, we shouldn't have been so rough and callous with you. That's the closest thing you'll get to an apology on that note. We incorrectly assumed you'd been prepped and trained for this sort of thing but after Ashley and Faith talked with me about it, I realize that your time found these practices abhorrent. Is that right?"

"Yes, Master," Emily replied.

"Well, then, we won't think about this anymore. Let's start anew. So, you're here to give me and my wife a child. Are you okay with that?"

Emily nodded. "Yes, Master."

"And you're not willing or able to be a proper mother to said child?"

"No, Master. I... I don't think that I'd be a fit mother for anyone, Master."

"Interesting. Why is that?"

Why? Emily thought about it for a moment. "I wouldn't know what to do... especially now that things have changed so differently, Master." She admitted.

"Fair enough. Do you like your suite? It has everything that you'll need, some things for our mutual entertainment, and you'll have access to the best health care available. I hope that you'll like it here with us."

"Oh, yes Master!" Emily replied enthusiastically. "It's... it's wonderful, Master! It's more than I could've dreamed of even before I went into cryo."

"Good. So then, let's get down to it. Come around here to me and kneel." He said, pointing to the floor in front of him. Emily shuffled off the plush bed and moved to where he indicated. Master undid his pants and pulled his cock out before standing in front of her. "Suck," he commanded her as he started unbuttoning his shirt, taking it off, and then throwing it to the side.

Emily rose higher on her knees, took his cock in hand, his balls in the other, and slowly lowered her mouth over his manhood. Master let out a groan of pleasure. "The girls have been giving you pointers. Remind me to give them a reward later..." he sighed as Emily's hot little mouth got to work on his cock.

She then cupped her own breasts to lift and rub on either side of his shaft while she sucked on him. Ashley and Faith had mentioned that he likes a good tit-fuck so she put that information to good use. Moving her body up and down so that her supple mounds would move down his cock as it went further into her mouth, Emily ensured that his cock was getting the tit-fuck of a lifetime.

It worked for Master then gasped and pulled way, forestalling her head from following him by grabbing her hair and keeping her in place. "Woah! That's enough. Once we get you pregnant I'll let you finish that. Damn..." he breathed. "Stand up, place your hands on the footboard here." He told her, moving to one side, kicking his legs out of his pants in the process.

Emily stood up and got into position, spreading her legs out for easy access. She felt his hand up on the crotch of the plug thong, working the valve. The plug inside of her pussy deflated and the thong was then removed. Master didn't bother dropping it down past her knees as he was behind her in a flash, shoving his cock up inside of her.

"OHHHH!" Emily moaned, throwing back her head and arching back into him as she was speared by his hardness. Her toes curled and she gripped the footboards with a white-knuckled grip. Master still had his hand wrapped in her ponytail and he tugged back on it while placing his other hand on her hip, pulling back as he thrust inside of her.

Master proceeded to fuck her hard, their skin slapping together making the only sound that could be heard in the suite. Then his thrusting became erratic as his cock swelled inside of her. Then he let out a "ARRRGH!" as his cock exploded into her. His hand came up around her front to pull down on her shoulders while he plowed his shaft into her as far as it would go.

"OH!" Emily gasped, feeling the head of his cock graze her cervix a moment before it started twitching inside of her, coating it with his seed. "OH!" she cried out again when he gave a single thrust more in time with the next wave of cum that came. "AH!" She was hot and bothered, and loved the pleasure that came with this bout of sex, but she was still too far away from her own climax. It's okay... she thought to herself as his cock continued to splash her innermost folds with his seed. This is for Master and Mistress... either they'll get me off later or let me take care of it myself... I hope. Nonetheless, she bore down on his cock to ensure that she got as much of his cum inside of her as possible. Once his cock went still, he held it inside of her and draped himself over her back, moaning his contentment. Only once he went flaccid and it slipped out of her did he pull her thong back up to reinsert the plug inside of her pussy.

He didn't bother re-inflating it as he took her by the hand and led her back around to the side of the bed. He sat down on the side and pulled her in close. His left hand shot up to the back of her neck and he yanked her in for a hard, passionate kiss. Emily moaned and leaned into his body, pressing her naked breasts up against his hard chest. She knew what he wanted so while they kissed, she let her hands drift down between them so that she could grip his cock. Encouraged by his moan, she began to stroke him while he made out with her.

"Oh yes..." he said breathlessly in between kisses. "You are a fast learner. I like that."

Emily remembered how Mistress had played with him the night before, and glad that he wasn't upset at her own initiative, she continued to stroke him with one hand while bringing her other up to place on his chest where she brushed a nipple. He groaned again in approval and so she continued. Once she'd stroked his cock back to life, he pulled her onto the bed with him and laid her flat on her back.

She spread her legs for him the moment he removed her plug thong. He was inside of her soon after. Emily sighed with pleasure at having him back between her legs, arching her back and gripping his powerful biceps as he settled onto her. She wrapped her legs around him to hook her ankles behind his back.

Master was slower this time as he pushed into her. His lips descended upon hers while his tongue slipped past and took possession of her mouth. She sighed and moaned her pleasure again as she threw her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. He worked his cock in and out of her, using slow and deliberate hip thrusts, and reveled in her soft mewing.

He brought a hand up to squeeze and knead her breast while he fucked her. When her pussy started to flutter when the heat inside her rose, he moved faster. He moved his mouth around the side of her neck and sucked hard. "AHHHHHH!" Emily cried out, squeezing and releasing his cock hard as she gyrated against him.

Emily felt a gush of warmth inside of her and realized that Master had come inside of her once again. The torrent of seed splashed around her inner walls and coated her cervix to start seeping into her womb. She held onto him, tighter, clutching him as if he were a life preserver.

This was her life now and there was no other place that she'd rather be.

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CHAPTER 69: Successfully Bred

"Well, doctor?" Master asked as the physician looked over his test kit. He'd just completed the full physical on Emily which involved drawing blood, a urine sample, and feeling her up all over and inside every opening she had. Emily lay on the bed, awaiting the results as Master and Mistress stood to the side, hands clasped together in eager anticipation.

Emily had missed her period two weeks ago, a full month since she was taken from the cryo vaults, shipped halfway across the continent, and sold as a breeding slave. Master had been with her every night to ensure that Emily was filled up with his seed.

"Congratulations," the grizzled old doctor said as he looked at the results. "She's pregnant. We can start the hormone therapy immediately to get her breasts pumping out milk."

Master and Mistress cried with joy as they embraced and kissed each other. The doctor was smiling as he wrote out a prescription. Even Emily had teared up as she was helping Master and Mistress realize their dream of having a child. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"Oh thank you, you dear, sweet child," Mistress gushed as she took Emily's face into her hands and kissed the girl passionately. "You have no idea how much this means to me!"

"Thank you, Mistress," Emily replied happily.

"Well, you can keep the plug out now that you're knocked up," Master grinned. Emily had to take the plug thong off for the examination. "So, what do we need to do now, doctor?" he asked.

"Low impact exercise. I recommend getting her doing laps in your pool for starters. Prenatal vitamins, hormone supplements, keep off the RadRoot, and for God's sake keep her comfortable and stress free," the doctor replied at once, handing the prescription over to Master. "Once she starts lactating, get her on the pumps at once."

"We already do that with her to get her used to it." Master commented. "Is that okay?"

"Even better. And make sure she gets off at least twice a day." The doctor jabbed a finger into Master's chest. "It'll help keep her stress levels down and increase her blood flow circulation."

"Yes, sir!" Master gave him a mock salute. The doctor grumbled about 'kids these days' as he walked out. Master turned and beamed at Emily. "Thank you," he said, standing to one side of Emily's bed, tipping her chin up, and kissing her passionately. "Thank you."

"Thank you, Master." Emily replied with a sweet smile.

"Now come, we must follow the doctor's orders," he beckoned for Emily to follow him. Emily slid off the bed and followed him across the room. "I'll come up with a proper schedule for you but for the time being I want to make sure that you're properly occupied while I give your Mistress the proper fucking she deserves. The poor thing has been deprived of my cock all this time."

He led her over to the milking and fucking machine. Emily had used it a couple of times each week since she was brought here. Now she'd be getting intimately familiar with it. Master directed her to kneel on the cushions and place her belly on the knee and chest board. It was a setup that allowed her to rest all of her weight down. It had openings for her belly, breasts, and face. She thought it was a repurposed chiropractor's table. As she became full with child, her belly would peek out from under the table she was kneeling over. Likewise, her breasts hung down so that the suction cups could be attached to them. Finally, her face was resting against the pads that allowed her to go face down on the table but still breathe. The table bore her weight so that she didn't have to strain herself for hours in a kneeling position while being miled.

"Lash her down," Master said, reaching down and pinching his slave's ass. Emily let out a childish squeal as mistress secured her ankles. Master cuffed her hands on the two forearm boards that hung on either side of the table. "Get the dildos, dear," Master directed as he then hunched down and at Emily. "Comfy?"