Gwen made herself presentable, or at least she hoped so. She waited in the room set aside for this ‘program’. Sev entered shortly after, giving a professional nod even as he studied her and her lingerie. It was a bit disappointing that he gave little reaction, but not too surprising. After all, the boy already has his own little clique of girls to amuse himself with.
With slow and deliberate movements, Gwen stripped down to nothing while her...breeder...stalked over to her. Exchanging silent looks, she sucked in a breath when Sev’s hands went to take a tactile measure of her breasts.
She couldn’t help herself from giving him a teasing smirk, pretty confident that the size advantage was in her favor. Sev played with her mounds for a while before his hands started roaming across Gwen’s body. She stoically helped him out of his clothes in the meantime, caught off guard by the rod of meat that grew full mast. It was big, especially for Sev’s overall size, and somehow had an air of intimidation around it.
Gwen got on her knees before it, and slowly started to work on Sev’s cock. She was supposed to use her tongue and mouth to tease and impress him, but the overseer got the distinct impression that she was behaving with far less inhibition as she was moaning loudly while slurping on the shaft.
Sev placed his hands on her head and started to slowly move his hips, causing Gwen to swallow more of his length and eventually making her cough and sputter.
“You ok?”
Gwen nodded and tried to reclaim some measure of control. “Just...not used to this.”
She opened her mouth and he went back to fucking her face again, taking it slow and steady. They eventually moved to her bed, where Sev parted her legs. The initial plan was out the window now as Gwen’s eyes lost their steely focus and her mouth was fixed to a faint smirk.
So much for trying to show off her mature side.
The once calm and composed overseer was aware of panting like an eager slut as Sev’s cock slipped past her folds and stretched her out. Gwen quickly broke down into moans and mewls as he pulled her by her thighs to meet his thrusts.
“Fuuuck...fffuCK!” It was pretty much all the vocabulary Gwen had as she was plowed, alternating between leaning back with her eyes tightly closed while arching her body up in the process, or looking down with glazed eyes at her breeder’s moving hips as Sev rammed into her.
The overseer let out a low groan as she reached her first climax, and Sev gave a few more thrusts while she squirmed and quivered to empty his first load into her.
“Oh my god...” she moaned weakly as she watched his cock twitch and pulse for several seconds. When Sev finally pulled out, mixed juices squirted out to stain her mattress.
“Hope that did the job,” he said with a cheeky grin. “Would be a shame if you needed me for another round.”
She tried to return the grin, but only managed a weak, quivering smile. “Ha...ha… Thanks, Sev...”
Sev kindly waited for her to recover before helping her to the showers, where they decided to go for another round as he pushed her against the wall to take her from behind. His thrusts were quick and hard, and the sounds of flesh smacking hard against each other, along with Gwen’s slutty moans filled her room.
It devolved into another half an hour of fucking before finally Sev helped her clean up and then left the room. Gwen lay on the bed, naked, leaking and panting heavily as her body whispered of a soreness that would leave her bedridden tomorrow.
*****
Miranda was having second thoughts. After the overseer’s need for secluded rest from Sev’s visit a few days back, she was suddenly very worried about what she might be getting into right now. Oh, no doubt getting banged by an outsider was going to be fun, but maybe there’s such a thing as too much fun?
Regardless, as she grappled with the butterflies in her stomach in the non-descript room prepared for the meeting, the door slid open and Sev stepped in.
“Uh...uhm, hi,” Miranda stammered, unable to suddenly process simple speech. His smirk only made her feel worse, and as the door closed behind him, the vault engineer felt like she would be leaving this room in a very different state.
“Hi,” he returned easily, walking up to her with a confident smile. “You ok?”
“Ye-yeah.” What bit of pride in Miranda made her reassert herself. “Just nerves. So, um, how do you want to do this?”
He shrugged. “I guess we can take it slow first, and see where things go from there?”
They stripped down, and Miranda felt very self conscious when his gaze fell on her naked body. It wasn’t predatory, wasn’t pervy, just passively studying her like...like an art piece.
On the other hand, she found him rather impressive. His body was without scar or blemish, and his cock...well, Miranda now had an idea of why Gwen had to take a day off. Her legs quivered a bit just thinking of the damage his meat would do to her.
It moved to light groping after that, and Miranda found Sev’s hands very, very enjoyable. She was already breathing audibly with some effort as his fingers traced lines along her body.
Miranda didn’t know when she got on the bed, but she was suddenly on her back, looking up at Sev’s twitching cock as he pried her thighs apart and slowly lowered his face towards her nether regions.
Calling it 69 would be unfair to Sev. He was dutifully eating her out, relentlessly hitting the right spots which caused Miranda to moan and writhe, while she was barely getting his cock in her mouth at all as she was quickly driven to a powerful orgasm. It was far more intense than anything she’d ever managed on her own, or from the few partners she’s been with.
Miranda blinked to try clearing the haze in her mind, but she was still shaking from the rush of pleasure when Sev shifted his position to be facing her. He had a proud grin as he enjoyed the state she was in. Miranda absently felt him lift her legs as she got lost gazing in his eyes, entranced by the promise of being so utterly dominated.
“Ready?”
With a weak nod, Miranda braced herself to-
“Nnh-aaahhh!”
No, she was not ready. She couldn’t be. Sev’s cock filled and stretched her up as he plunged deep into her. The pain was muted by the sheer bliss that bludgeoned her senses.
She was being fucked. That was all she knew, and all that mattered.
Miranda was getting fucked like some...some receptacle, and she didn’t want it to stop. The aches from the earlier orgasm didn’t matter, the stabbing pain of his cock impacting against her womb’s entrance didn’t matter.
Miranda wanted, no, she needed Sev’s cock to keep fucking her, to break her pussy in.
“FffuuUUCK! Don’tstoppleasedon’tstop! Ohhh yeSSS! FuckmypussySev!”
Miranda didn’t know how long she lasted. She only knew she was screaming for him to keep impaling her even as the abuse of her cunt got a string of orgasms out of her. And then, as wild and wanton as the fucking was, she suddenly was waking up on the bed, naked and smeared in something sticky.
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Did she pass out?
Trying to get up, her wobbling legs failed her and Miranda had to crawl out of bed, realizing too late that she left a trail of fluids leaking out from between her legs.
*****
Rylee was having the time of her life, bouncing on the outsider’s thick shaft. Her arms were wrapped around Sev’s neck for support as he lifted and dropped her onto him. Never before had she thought that surrendering could be so liberating or fun.
Screw the foreplay, when he entered the room Rylee was already naked and simply turned around to show off her damp pussy. She braced herself as he stalked over to her and went straight to it. His first thrust was deep, lifting her feet off the ground a few inches while milking out a loud moan out of her.
That set the pace for the rest of their session.
There was a thin semblance of mutual consent as Sev asked if Rylee would be interested in trying a position or an increase in speed, and she would just say yes without thinking too much about it.
“I’mcummingI’mcummingI’mcummi-nghhhh YESSS!”
Her fourth climax, but it was definitely not the last. Not when Sev was still impaling her like he was. He eventually filled her up again, pumping his hot baby batter straight into her breached womb. Mmm... Rylee barely remembered that they were trying to get her pregnant here.
She could see why Miranda kept herself locked in her room and why Gwen wasn’t too keen on answering questions about Sev. This was utterly, utterly messed up, in a good way.
Sev did the fucking how he liked it, and Rylee just enjoyed the fucking she received. Simple. And after all this was done, once he finally let her to rest, her aching body would finally be free to scream their protests and she’d be calling a few days sick, probably stuck with wobbly legs like Miranda.
It didn’t matter now, just a small price to pay for sating her lust, and Sev’s too of course. They fucked for two hours, and he even had the courtesy to wash her limp body before he left, and even carry her to the bed to bask in the soreness of a through fucking.
Rylee hoped the pregnancy didn’t take so they could go for round two. Maybe she didn’t need to venture out anytime soon.
*****
It was annoying that Tina had to postpone her schedule, especially with the knowledge that the other three had the time of their lives. But fucking Bobby was being a troublesome prick again, and Overseer McNamara wielded the rescheduling as a punishment for Tina’s not keeping her twin in line.
Tina hated it, but damn if it didn’t get her to finally give her brother a stern talking to, along with threats of violent castration if he kept up his pranks and caused further postponements of her getting the fucking of her life.
The week couldn’t pass quickly enough, but finally, finally Tina was in that assigned ‘breeding room’ with remnants of musk and defilement lingering in the air. She felt antsy waiting for Sev, but when he finally did step in, Tina felt her knees truly go weak.
He was eyeing her with hungry, lustful eyes, like she was nothing but a morsel to sate his cock’s needs. He was going to break her, Tina realised with a shiver of anticipation. Sev was going to wear her on his cock, he was going to ruin her holes, and he was going to thoroughly enjoy her body regardless of how willing she was.
In exchange, she’d be pumped with his seed and have the honors of being bred by the vault’s saviour.
When they started, he pinned her against the wall and teased her with light caresses, and Tina was quickly gyrating against his fingers in the vain hopes of chasing the peak of the climax. Sev never let her reach it though, teasing her into incoherent groans for a few more minutes before he picked her up on his shoulders and put his tongue to work.
Oh sweet fuck did that do the trick. Tina held onto her breeder’s head for dear life as her body was wracked with spasms from a powerful orgasm, and then another, and then another. She heard herself mewl and moan wordlessly as her body writhed against the wall, and then she was sliding down gently, panting hard as her eyes refocused.
And then she was on the bed, with Sev looming over her between her legs. “Now, on to the main course,” he declared with a grin, and Tina found herself smiling weakly back at him as his still twitching cock.
“Ruin me,” she announced softly, her voice a little hoarse. Sev obliged her, and after the first thrust shot her with a mind-blinding mix of pain and ecstasy, Tina was free to scream and drool and writhe. It was a moment of bliss swirled with pain, a moment that lasted an hour at least before Sev was done breeding her.
*****
“So, you keeping any vaulters?” Piper asked as she joined me in bed. Cait also seemed quite interested in my answer as she crawled over to my side.
I shook my head as I answered. “Nah, besides, it’s a breeding program for the vault, not for us. They need to stay there and raise their kids.”
The redhead kissed my chest and worked her way down to my groin. “So, you’ll be a daddy now, Sev?” she asked as she gave my cock a slow, hard lick.
“Don’t fucking start with that,” I said, already feeling exasperated from knowing where this would head.
“Yeah, it ain’t twitching as much, Piper,” Cait simply told the other girl.
Said raven-haired girl just gave me a look. “Oh? So ‘daddy’ doesn’t get you off, but ‘brother’ and ‘master’ works eh?”
Piper joined Cait in kissing, licking and sucking on my traitorous dick, and I clearly saw the conspiratorial looks the girls exchanged between themselves.
“I guess it makes sense,” she said, “You’re close enough to our age to be a sibling, and you’ve made us your girls...”
Cait slid up to me with a mischievous smirk as Piper swallowed my whole length. “So, how do you want your girls ‘master’? Are you gonna fuck us like the cocksleeves we are ‘master’? Or should we be thankful that to have our loving ‘brother’ show us that he loves us so much to give his sisters a real good fucking?”
I pulled Piper off my cock with an audible pop, then threw both girls on the bed before me. They sent me teasing grins as they spread their legs.
“Please fuck me, master,” Cait pleaded only half-mockingly.
“Please fuck me, brother,” Piper added on top of her in the same tone.
I’m pretty sure it was Cait’s turn tonight, so I ‘punished’ my naughty redhead first, and then the younger girl. Fucking the night away is as good a way as any to get my mind off having kids I guess.