In this chapter, Brick begins Dominating Tracy at her request. She’s made to lick the servants. This chapter contains oral sex, anal sex, lesbian sex, group sex, cuckolding, dominance, submission, including spankings. A young virgin is deflowered by another woman. COVID doesn’t exist in this fantasy world. Thanks again to JohnnyGalt for helping edit my work.

How I Became a Breeding Bull, Ch 16

Dominating Tracy, Pt 1

Lunch consisted of Chef’s salads for the adults, with hot dogs for the kids. I met the cook, whose name was Bonnie. Tracy had showered and changed from her work out gear to a Kaftan for the meal. She also greeted the kids warmly, so you could see they weren’t just Rodney’s responsibility. She planted kisses on each of their foreheads and gave their shoulders a squeeze as she greeted them. Basically, I could see any child of mine would be well treated here.

Tracy tended to dominate the conversation once she joined us. Rodney automatically deferred to her. Her conversation was mostly with me, though she asked questions of Laura as well. Several times, Laura was fiddling with the phone, playing with Jeri during the day.

“What is it that has you so involved in that phone you keep paying attention to?” Tracy asked.

“I’m sorry, Mistress, but Sir’s ex-wife submitted to him for a day and he put a toy inside of her. He felt he should pay more attention to you and Rodney, so tasked me with playing with the toy’s controls to keep her on edge.”

“What kind of toy,” Franklin asked. “A dinosaur, a train, a car?”

“More like a mouse,” I said. “It tickles her, and makes her jumpy. Kind of like tickling you with a feather. I can tickle you if you’d like?”

“No. I don’t like being tickled.”

“I suspect she doesn’t either, but I’m tickling her anyway.”

“That’s amusing,” Tracy said. “What is it?”

“A Lush 3.”

“I’ve heard of those. Does it work?”

“I’ve used it several times to good effect,” I said. “It generally puts a woman in the mood. It has a music mode. It’s nice to wear to a concert, or listening to the radio blasting in the car. I’ve never tried it out dancing, but I suspect it might make it hard to dance.”

Lunch over, Tracy said, “I think it’s time to see what we’re working with here. Anna, can you please see to the children. I’m sure Jeremy needs a short nap.”

“Of course, ma’am. Come along kids.”

“Brick, it’s time to see what you’re made of,” Tracy said, taking my hand.

“As you wish,” I said, standing, “but let’s be clear about one thing.”

“What’s that?” Tracy said.

“I’m not your husband, and I’m not your bitch.”

Tracy smiled. “That’s what they all say.”

I smiled back. The three of us followed her back to the bedroom. Laura and Rodney automatically took their clothes off. Good girl.

“Take off your clothes,” Tracy said.

“Take off yours. You’ve got less on,” I replied.

I sat on the bed and waited expectantly. Tracy nodded and took off her Kaftan. She had nothing on underneath it. They were some big hooters. Bigger than I was used to seeing. Brenda had some fairly large boobs, D cups I wondered. Tracy’s were bigger, so double D, or E. What did I know. You can not have boobs that big without gravity affecting them. Not that they drooped or anything. They were surprising upright and firm looking, making me think of surgical help, but they looked real.

I reached out my hand and she took it. “You want help undressing?”

“Nope.” I pulled her down over my lap and smacked her ass a few times. More than five, less than ten. Rodney’s eyes were massive. Laura was smiling. I pushed her onto the floor.

“I’m not your bitch. Are we clear?” I said. “I’m not ALL, but I am saying.”

Tracy rubbed her ass a couple times. “You made yourself pretty clear.”

I pulled her to her feet and pushed her onto the bed. “Lie back and spread your legs. Let’s take a look at the Slut I’m fucking next.”

Tracy did as I ordered. “Play with yourself. I want to see how quickly you juice up.”

She smiled at me and started masturbating, switching off between her large clit and damp folds, shoving two fingers in herself. I was wearing a loose button down shirt, so I didn’t have to contort as much for my ribs. I started on the buttons, watching her finger herself. Slipped that off, kicked off my boat shoes, then dropped my pants, tossing them to Rodney.

“Hang those up neatly, cuck, then get over here so you can put my cock in your wife.”

“Yes, sir.”

While he hung them up, I dropped my boxer briefs. I swear, Tracy’s nostrils flared when she saw it.

“Oh, you are the fat one, aren’t you.”

“I’m going to need Rodney’s cage key?”

“Why?”

“Because after I’ve fucked you into a coma, Laura is going to release his cock and suck him off, while I take photos and video for her husband.”

Rodney came back. He was practically shaking.

“He’s not going to fuck anyone.”

“He’s fucking you. One fucking for each orgasm over eight in an hour, as you promised, but you’ll be asleep when I’m finished, because I’m going to fuck you for two. But he will get sucked off by Laura. I have to keep her husband happy and she needs new males to have sex with. She’s already fucked me. That leaves your husband.”

“You’re not going to fuck me for two hours.”

“Maybe longer. A bet. If I do fuck you for over two, Rodney is going to fuck your ass while I’m in your cunt later tonight. You say his dick isn’t large enough to feel in your cunt, but you’ll feel him in your ass, especially if I’m in your cunt at the same time.”

“What do I get if you lose.”

“I’ll be your bitch for a week.”

“That’s a bet. I’ll spank you a lot harder and longer than you spanked me. I’ll need a much larger cock cage for you.”

“Hand me his key. Laura keep track of Mistress Tracy’s orgasms after I shove my cock into her.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Tracy handed me the key to his cock cage. She’d been playing with herself for ten minutes, getting herself warmed up for me. I pulled her to the edge of the bed so I could fuck her standing. I wasn’t an idiot. I set the timer on my watch for an hour. Rodney lined my cock up with his wife’s fuck hole and I slammed into her. She climaxed.

“One orgasm.”

“Oh, fuck” she moaned. “You’re so fucking fat.”

I fucked her pretty fast and furious for fifteen minutes, giving her four more orgasms in that time, calling them off. Then I slowed down for the next fifteen minutes. She only had three more during that time, but I was already up to eight. Rodney was gonna fuck his wife for the first time in eight years. He knew it too. His dick was trying to get hard.

Speeding up again, I shafted her hard, fast and deep, using every inch of my prick. Tracy started getting loud and vocal.

“Fuck me! I’m cumming again. Oh, fuuuucccckkkkk mmeeeeee!” Tracy screamed. “This is how a man fucks, Cuck. You’ve never fucked me like this. He’s splitting me in two. Fuck me!”

Or words to that effect. You get the picture. She climaxed five more times during that hard fucking. I slowed down again, really slow. Tracy had at all times in the world to feel my cock spread her cunt with each slow thrust. She climaxed three more times before my hour alarm went off. Eight good fuckings for Rodney. My cock was coated in her pussy cream after sixteen orgasms. Now, to avoid becoming her bitch for a week.

“Setting my timer for another hour,” I said, pausing long enough to hit reset.

Randomly changing up the speed, depth and hardness of my thrusting to avoid orgasming myself, I fucked Tracy for another sixty-five minutes. She had another ten orgasms during the time, the ninth as my timer went off again. The orgasms had taken a toll on Tracy. She was pretty much a limp doll by that point, exhausted. It was a workout. I had built up a massive load of cum by this point. I hit a speed that was good for me for the last five minutes, then positively exploded into her well fucked pussy, which is when Tracy surrendered to the last one after the alarm went off. Okay, Tracy wasn’t quite in a coma, but she was at a point of rapturous exhaustion.

“After you take care of that mess, Laura is going to release you from your cage, Rodney.” I handed her the key. “Stroke one off before she sucks you, clean out the pipes first.”

“You are a god among men, sir. I salute you.”

I put on a shirt and pull on shorts and went out to the kitchen to rehydrate. I took my phone to play with Jeri a bit. I turned on the Lush. I loved modern technology. Maybe the next business I bought would make sex toys.

The cook was working on supper. She was around forty and a little plump. I got a big glass of ice water.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard Mrs. Mainquist scream like that, and for so long,” Bonnie said. “How did you get erect that quickly each time.”

“I only got erect once. I just fucked her for two hours.”

Bonnie stopped chopping vegetables and looked at me.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard of someone being able to screw for two hours.”

“There’s a first time for everything.”

She looked down at the reduced bulge in my shorts. “You don’t look as long as some of the others.”

“Not long as much as wide,” I said. “I’m going to be here for a few weeks. Perhaps you’d like to try it out.”

She put her hands on her hips. “I’m not as beautiful as Mrs. Mainquist or your companion,” she said.

“I don’t really care that much. I’m not looking for a wife. It’s just a screw.”

She smiled. “I’ll probably take you up on that. It’s been awhile.”

“I just have to be careful of my ribs, as I cracked one.”

“Try not to crack your cock before I get to try it out.”

“Just for you,” I said.

She smiled and turned back to her food. I got a text from Jeri. Permission to cum, sir.

I responded back. Permission granted. Are you having a good day today, Slut?

Brick, is that you?

Yes.

I think I hate you and love you for doing this to me.

Pretty much describes our whole relationship.

Smiley face response. I gave it another minute and turned it off. I’d emptied my glass and got another glass, then returned to the bedroom. Rodney was jerking himself off in a towel. He wasn’t that small erect. Perhaps five inches, so not big, but I think slightly longer than Phillip, truth be told. Tracy was napping on the bed, a big smile still plastered on her face.

Rodney groaned and blew his load in the towel. I wondered the groan he made as he climaxed was something special.

“I wasn’t even sure I could get an erection again after eight years. The only time it’s ever off me is when I have a doctor’s appointment.”

“You’re going to enjoy the next week or so then. You ready for your blowjob?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Laura, please take care of Rodney, and put on a good show for your husband?”

“Yes, sir. Please sit down, Mr. Mainquist.”

He sat down on the chair set up for him to watch his wife’s extra-marital fucking. I set my phone to record a video and Laura got down on her knees and gave him a nice cock sucking. Rodney didn’t last long, even having already cum. The stimulation after so long was more than he was used to. Not much for Phillip, but I hoped to arrange for a fucking at some point.

“You should check with your doctor, Rodney. I don’t think being in a cage for so long is good for you. I’m thinking you should be released for a day every week or so to drain the stale sperm.”

“Mistress milks my prostate about once a week, sir.”

“I’d still check. I’m no doctor, but it’s not natural.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Do you mind if we use your hot tub, Rodney?”

“You have full access to the house, sir. To avoid going out through the main area, you can go out through the sliding glass doors here, sir. You won’t even have to dress. There’s a locker by the tub with towels in it.”

“I’m having another female come for the night tomorrow night. She’s someone else I’m going to be breeding at some point. A lovely young stewardess. We’re still waiting for her medical clearance.”

I took Laura with me and we went out to the hot tub. The tub was covered, so the graying skies didn’t present a issue in the event it rained. I handed Laura my phone again so she could play with Jeri, while I played with her. Mostly, it was with my hands, although I never minded suckling one of her perky nipples. After an hour, Tracy came out to join us. She sank into the water beside me, ignoring Laura for the moment.

“That was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had,” Tracy said. “I tended to doubt that Laura was right when she said it would be that good.”

“Thank you.”

“Do you fuck like that every time?”

“I’ve never tried two hours before. I did an hour, forty-five minutes once split between two women. Most of the time, it’s forty-five to sixty minutes. You start getting a little sore after that without a break.”

“Tell me about it. In addition to talking to you some more, my pussy was sore and I thought a little thermal treatment might help. I thought for sure you were going to be my boy toy for a week, and I was especially eager given you’d just walloped my ass.”

“I figured as much. You don’t strike me as a woman who gets sass very often. Your husband never pushes back. I had to set the tone early so this didn’t end before it began. You push me, I will turn you into my bitch. If I fuck your ass that long, you’ll shit funny for a week.”

“I can believe it,” Tracy laughed. “And now I have to fuck my husband eight times.”

“Beginning tonight when he fucks your ass. At some point, I might have him fuck your cunt while I’m in your ass. I’m sure you’ll feel him then, too. However, you can pass one or more of your fuckings to Laura.”

“After fucking you, she won’t even feel him.”

“She’ll feel him, and he’ll feel her. Laura has been using Ben Wa balls to keep her cunt tight for her husband, who might be a trifle shorter than Rodney. She’s got the tightest cunt I know. I like her husband to see her fucking different people to keep him motivated.”

“I’ve never let Rodney fuck another woman, although he’s tongued a few and taken a strap-on up the ass a few times.”

“I got that feeling. I understand – you’re his Mistress and his sex is up to you. Keeping him in chastity is definitely within your power, or he wouldn’t have granted it to you in the first place. I’m sure he’s quite happy for the most part. Eight years seems a bit extreme though. I wondered if it was even possible for him to get an erection. I was happy to see that he could. It doesn’t have to be another woman. I’m sure he’d be happy with the attentions of his Mistress. I’ve always believed that a mixture of rewards and punishments does more to motivate people than just one or the other. That’s from business, not Dominance, but motivation is motivation.”

“Did Laura suck him off?”

“She did. He didn’t last long. I filmed it. Would you like to see it?”

“Not particularly. When will you be able to fuck again?”

“I could have gone fifteen minutes after I finished. The more important question, is when will you. When I breed you, I’ll fuck more often for less time, instead of once for a couple hours. It’s probably best for both of us.”

“And Laura licks pussy too?”

“She’s a full service slut. You’ll love it having her lick your clit while I fuck you.”

“You’re not expecting me to lick her back, are you?”

“You can do as you wish, but none of the other women I’ve bred have minded a little pussy pleasuring on the side. They find they enjoy it too. I tried to get my ex-wife to do some stuff and she refused. Our marriage ended and what happened? She’s had two kinds of threesomes, licked cunts, and submitted to me for the day, which reminds me.”

I took my phone from Laura and started playing with Jeri again. Five minutes later, she texted me.

“What did she say?”

“She asked for permission to cum.” I texted her back.

“Did you give it?”

“Yeah, she’s at work, professional job. I’d want to know exactly what she was doing before I denied her in front of others. At any rate, she never did any of those things when we were married. Now that we aren’t, she’s done them. It’s a little confusing.”

“What would you do if I submitted to you, for say a week?”

“Oh, you’d definitely be licking cunt. Probably every one of your servants would feel you tonguing their moist cunts. Most of them would probably fuck you, too. You’d need to beg for permission to cum. Those sixteen orgasms you had in an hour would cost you. I’ll embarrass you and humiliate you. That Dominant/submissive party you’re having next Friday. I’d make you serve at it. Your Dominant friends would have a new slave to dominate and use. You might want your kids visiting someone else, because you’d be naked constantly, collared and on a leash. You’d entertain everyone. I’ll probably make you masturbate with a cucumber or something.”

“I want you to do it to me.”

“Excuse me.”

“You heard me. I want you to put me in submission for a week. Just a week. I want to see what it would be like. Rodney can’t do it. I want you to do it.”

“Call Rodney out here.”

“Okay.”

Tracy got up to go the the intercom system.

“You’d better get used to responding correctly and addressing me properly,” I said. “It won’t cost you now, but it will.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Better.”

Tracy called Rodney outside. He had his cock cage back on. He’d be losing it again, later. I really did want him fucking his wife’s ass.

“Yes, Mistress, how can I help you?”

“Rodney, look here, at me,” I said. “I have a proposition for you.”

He looked at me. “At noon tomorrow, I’m going to put your Mistress in submission to me for one week, until noon next Saturday. I’m going to give you a choice, Rodney, to either transfer your submission to me during the time that she’s my slave slut, or your freedom for that period of time.”

He looked at Tracy and she nodded in agreement with my statement.

“The difference will be that as my submissive, you can’t ask Tracy to do anything. I’m in charge of her. You can ask me to tell her to do something, but you can’t ask yourself. If you choose freedom, you’ll be able to ask anything of her and she’ll be expected to obey, as if the order came from me. You don’t have to make up your mind now, but you’ll have to choose when I put my collar on her. You won’t be able to change your mind after you make the choice. The second thing is that I like my slave sluts naked at all times, violating the rules of the house as regards your children. Do you have a family member who can look after them until next Saturday evening? You indicated there were issues with family members due to their paternity.”

“My parents would be happy to look after Franklin and Jeremy for a week, sir.”

“Do they live nearby?”

“In Tacoma, sir.”

“Call and check that this week is acceptable and ask if you can drop them off at 9 AM tomorrow. I also need to know where the nearest adult toy store which carries BDSM equipment is.”

“We have almost anything you need, sir,” Rodney said.

“But that’s Tracy’s gear. It’s a reminder of her own Dominance. She needs to go into my gear, to remind her of her own submission. Do they have a Lovers in Tacoma?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Then get busy, Rodney. Check with your parents, because I have a slut bitch to tame. I’ll pick up what I need in Tacoma tomorrow,” I said.

“Yes, sir.” He went into the house.

“Come sit in my lap, Tracy,” I said. “I want to more closely inspect what will be my new property.”

Tracy moved into my lap and I began a physical inspection of her person. I started with those big spongy boobs.

“Are these real?” I asked.

“Yes, sir, although I had to have them lifted once.”

“Are they sensitive?”

“Very, sir.”

I pinched a nipple and Tracy gasped. “Expect to have clamps put on these several times.” I tongued one and she moaned, trying to push more of it in my mouth.