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Author: Norm DePloom
Title: Old McDonald's Breeding Farm
Part:
Summary: Breeding day at the slave farm.
Keywords: MF, oral, anal, nc

Caveat lector.

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Copyright (C) 2004 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights 
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written
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All the characters and events in this story are fictional; any resemblance
to real people or events is entirely coincidental.  

Old McDonald's Breeding Farm
By
Norm DePloom

Sunshine came awake instantly when the Master called.  Scrambling from the
floor mat at the foot of the bed, Sunshine crawled to the Master and waited
on its knees, with its forehead on the floor and its fanny high in the air,
for the Master's first order.  This was mating day and although Sunshine
was not a breeder, the general air of excitement was infectious and
permeated everyone, even the Master's personal body slave.  Sunshine rose
and scurried after the Master when he walked from his bed to his private
personal needs room where it again assumed its position and waited until
its Master was ready to be cleaned.  After cleaning its Master, Sunshine
quickly took care of its own personal needs, cleaned itself, removed the
wastes, and managed to be in position in front of its Master by the time he
was ready to dress.  Sunshine remained ever vigilant for any of the subtle
signals that would indicate its Master's desire to use its body.  No matter
what happened the rest of the day, the Master always used Sunshine's body
just before going to sleep and again just after waking up.

   When the Master opened his robe, Sunshine took the Master into its mouth
and lavished all its lifelong training on the Master's erect organ. 
Through training and conditioning Sunshine craved for the Master to use its
body just as an addict craves their drug.  To be honoured with the
privilege of taking the Master's essence into its body gave Sunshine a
feeling of religious ecstasy.  When the Master discharged into its mouth,
Sunshine carefully spread his essence with its tongue, coating the inside
of its mouth so it could continue experiencing the Master's taste and odour
for as long as possible.

   Once the Master's morning needs had been satisfied, Sunshine scurried
around the Master's room as it removed the Master's night clothes and
dressed him to go out.  Sunshine, of course, remained naked as did all
slaves.  When the Master was ready to leave his room, he connected the two
short ends of the chain to the rings hanging from Sunshine's nipples, the
longer third portion of the chain was attached to the Master's belt.  When
the Master walked, Sunshine walked behind him; when the Master stopped,
Sunshine stood behind him; when the Master sat, Sunshine knelt beside him
with its forehead on the floor, or ground, and its fanny up in the air.  At
all times Sunshine remained hyper-vigilant for any signal from the Master
indicating a personal need for it to satisfy.  Although attached by a chain
to the Master's belt, and being with him at all times of the day and night,
Sunshine remained by custom nameless and invisible to all other people.

   By the time the Master had finished his morning meal, and was walking
down the wide steps from the front door of his residence, the first guests
had arrived.  Introductions were made and the group toured the breeding
facilities.  The Master's special guest had brought a female breeding slave
with him; their intent being to begin a programme of cross breeding the
stock between their two slave farms.

   "You'll see the breeding shed later," the master spoke to his guest,
"while we're waiting for the others, I'll show you around the rest of my
operation." The Master, with Sunshine walking naked behind him, walked
beside the visitor, who had his own personal body slave following him, and
the naked female breeding slave followed behind the group.

   "Has your breeder been bred before?"

   "Yes, my female has been successfully bred once before, it should be at
the peak of it's fertility today." Sunshine glanced over its shoulder at
the breeding slave walking, naked just a step behind it.  The breeder
ignored Sunshine's look.  As a female breeder, it would have been beneath
its dignity to acknowledge the existence of either of the personal body
slaves.

   "We will start with the holding hall, where we keep the female breeders
who have been successfully bred, until they complete their gestation." A
bell rang as the Master, his guest, and the slaves approached the door of
the white washed wood structure.  They entered and walked down the center
of the long room, walking between the beds that were perpendicular to the
walls, and the naked female breeder slaves that stood at the end of each
bed.  There were slaves in every phase of pregnancy, from those that were
not showing to those that looked like they might drop their offspring right
then in front of the Master and his guest.

   "This is one of our best breeder's," the Master announced as he stopped
in front of one of the female breeder slaves who was obviously far along in
its gestation.  The master ran his hand over the slave's large, milk filled
breasts, over its large swollen belly then down between its legs for a
quick feel of its vaginal area.

   "This will be the twentieth offspring for this female slave," the Master
informed his guest.  "I bred it the first time when it was twelve years
old." The Master looked around the room, "I would guess that easily a third
of the female breeder slaves in this room are its decedents." The Master's
guest looked around the room at all the pregnant female breeder slaves.

   "Impressive."

   "This one, is one of the first generation offspring," the Master said,
moving to the next slave standing at the ends of the beds.  The first slave
was obviously approaching the end of its productive years, and the
offspring was obviously at the peak its productive years.  Its large belly
looked like it might produce an offspring at any minute.  The Master ran
his hand possessively over the younger slave's breasts, belly, and vagina,
just as he had done with the older slave.

   "One of my innovations," the Master continued to pontificate while he
and his guest continued examining the pregnant breeding slaves, "is to use
my female breeders in a brothel during the first six months or so after
they've been bred."

   "Really?"

   "Yes, that way they can help offset my cost of caring for them while
they are pregnant and the breeders remain calmer and more docile if they
are getting used regularly.  You'd be surprised how many men are willing to
pay for the use of an obviously pregnant breeder slave."

   "How late in the pregnancy do you have your breeders working in the
brothel?"

   "To some extent that depends on the slave.  It's interesting, but some
of the young ones like the second slave we examined actually earns more
money the bigger its belly gets." The Master's voice dropped to almost a
conspiratorial whisper.  "Perverted or not there are a lot of men who
really love fucking pregnant slaves, and I don't see any reason I shouldn't
make some money from them."

   "I'll have to look into it."

   "Now, right through this door is the nursery." Sunshine followed behind
the Master as he led the group into the next room.  Instead of beds with
pregnant breeder slaves this room was full of simple wood cribs.  A bevy of
older female slaves moved around the room taking care of the slave
offspring.

   "We are just in time for milking," the Master said indicating an area in
the room where several large breasted slaves were gathering.  "For the
first two weeks the breeder slave feeds its offspring, then they are moved
in here and the breeder goes into a dormitory.  We've found that they
become breedable a lot faster if we let them dry up instead of continuing
to feed their offspring.  We have taken the breeder slaves who produce the
most milk and converted them to milk slaves." As they approached the
milking station, the milk slaves had all seated themselves on a long wood
bench.  Leaning forward, they each rested their large, udder-like breasts
on a wood plank.  Several older female slaves milked them into a common
trough.

   "What about this one?" The Master's visitor indicated the milk slave on
the end of the bench who was being milked into a separate container.

   "This is my personal milk slave, all of its output is sent to the main
house for my personal use." The master picked up a small cup and scooped
some of the slave's milk out of the bowel it was being milked into.

   "Try it," the Master held the cup out to his guest, "it's extremely high
in butterfat and has a marvellous taste." The Master's personal milk slave
was positively glowing with pride.  The visitor sipped the offered milk.

   "Very good."

   "Through experimentation I have developed a diet that maximises both
quality and quantity of milk production."

   "Have you thought about packaging and selling it?"

   "I'm not sure it would be worth the effort."

   "I'm sure there are men who would want to use it for," realising he was
on the verge of the social blunder of mentioning wives, the Master's guest
paused, "other purposes," he finished rather weakly.

   "I'm sure they would, I have used it for 'other purposes' myself." The
Master eased his guests discomfort with a wave of his hand.  Since Sunshine
never left the Master's presence, Sunshine was aware that the Master's
never seen in public wife was treated only marginally better than the
breeding slaves.

   "I will admit," the Master said, once again speaking in a low,
conspiratorial voice, "I do occasionally like to push these large breasts
together and seek my pleasure between them." The visitor nodded his
understanding of the Master's proclivity.  The Master's hand lingered on
the milk slave's breast like he was considering satisfying his desire for
slave cleavage.  With a sigh, he released the slave's breast and walked
through the room pointing out to the visitor which of the offspring were
being reserved for his own breeding stock and which ones were destined to
be sold.

   Leaving the nursery, the Master led his guest, and the slaves
accompanying them to the building that housed the female breeding slaves
who were being prepared for impregnation.  Unlike the open, dormitory
arrangement used for the pregnant slaves, and for the offspring, each bed
in this building was in a small, locked cell.

   "We must keep these slaves under constant surveillance and control.  You
wouldn't believe how quickly one of these ripe breeders can find a male to
mount them." The visitor gave the Master a knowing node.  "I have found,
through bitter experience, that if I am going to maintain any control at
all over my breeding program, I must keep absolute control of the female
breeders.  When they are ready to mate they will breed with anything that
has a dick.  They absolutely do not care who mounts them.  If they get the
chance they'll even let a whole room full of males take turns mounting,
them like a bitch with a pack of dogs."

   "My operation is much smaller than yours," the visitor said as he and
the Master moved down the row of cells looking at the female breeder
slaves, "but I've had the same problem.  These females are like a small
child with a new toy, they just can't leave themselves alone."

   "Yes, they'll flop on their backs for anyone who has a cock between
their legs, and if they can't find a man they'll fashion a penis from a
broomstick.  Or anything else they can fit inside themselves." As if to
prove his statement, the breeder in the next cell was laying on its back,
with its legs open exploring its vagina with three fingers.  The two men
stood and watched the slave pleasuring itself while Sunshine peeked around
the Master's arm.

   "Well," the visitor said as he and the Master moved on, "if you ever had
any doubts about them being no better than animals..." The visitors voice
trailed off.

   "So true, so true," the master said as they left the female breeders
building.  The group walked across the compound to another plain, white
washed building.

   "This is where we keep the male breeders." The Master said as they
entered the building.  "We keep the male breeders in separate cells also,"
the Master explained as the group stopped to look at the first slave.

   "Notice, we also keep their genitals locked in a special metal basket.
I've found breeding to be much more successful if the male breeders are
only allowed to ejaculate when they are mating with one of the female
slaves"

   "That makes sense," the visitor said thoughtfully, "maximise the volume
and potency of their ejaculate." Sunshine, and the other two slaves looked
at the male breeders with only slightly less interest than the male slaves
were showing in them.  The visitor's breeder was obviously interested in
which one of these male slaves it would be mated with.  Sunshine was always
interested in seeing men naked.  Sunshine had never touched any penis other
than the Master's and its curiosity was unbounded.

   "Their genital baskets have sharp points inside to discourage
unauthorised erections.  In truth, the male slave's are even worse than the
females.  Before I started using the genital baskets I had to leave enough
space between their cells to keep them apart." The Master's disgust was
obvious in his voice.  "Otherwise they'd waste their discharges in each
others mouths and rectums." The group only spent a few minutes in the male
breeders building before they left.

   "Let's go back to the main house for some coffee before the breeding
starts, it'll be about an hour before the other guests arrive.  Breeding
day always brings a lot of visitors.  Some, like yourself, bring females
that I've agreed to breed with some of my males; some are customers who
will be buying some of the offspring; and some," the Master finished with a
wink, "just like to watch the slaves mating."

   "Not that there is anything wrong with that," the visitor said as they
climbed the steps to the front door of the Master's house.

   "May I examine your breeder?" The Master inquired after they were seated
and their coffee had been served.

   "Of course," the visitor nodded his head to his slave.  The visitor's
breeder stood in front of the Master with its feet spread, its arms folded
behind its back with each hand clasping the elbow of the other arm, and its
head down.  Sunshine watched from its position on the floor while the
Master ran his hands over the breeder slave's body.  He cupped the slave's
breasts, testing their firmness with his fingers.  Sunshine could see the
breeder's nipples harden as the Master handled them.  The Master placed his
left hand on the breeder slave's butt and, reaching between its legs,
examined the slave's vagina with the other.  The master examined the
slave's secretions coating his finger, smelling it and testing its
viscosity.

   "My Breeding Master will give us his professional opinion," the Master
said as he wiped his finger clean on the breeder's belly, "but in my not
inexperienced opinion this slave is ripe and ready to be mated today."

   "I have no doubts of that." The visitor said as he directed his breeder
slave to kneel next to his chair.  The Master sipped his coffee, then
directed the visitor to the guest personal needs room.  After the guest,
followed by his personal body slave left in the direction indicated, the
Master let his arm hang over the side of the chair while he idly caressed
Sunshine's breast with one hand and sipped coffee with the other.  A
lifetime of training and conditioning caused Sunshine's body to respond
instantly to the Master's touch.  The personal body slave's nipples
hardened and its vagina moistened, readying itself for the possibility that
the Master might have need of its use.  After the visitor returned to the
sitting room, the Master excused himself and went upstairs to his private
personal needs room.

   As soon as the door closed Sunshine loosened the Master's trousers and
held his organ while he urinated.  When he was done, Sunshine leaned over
and, taking the Master's penis in its mouth, swirled its tongue over the
head to clean it.  Feeling the Master grow, Sunshine continued taking more
of him into its mouth.  When the Master had achieved full erection, he
pulled himself from his slave's mouth and signalled for Sunshine to turn
around and bend over.  Sunshine leaned against the wall for support while
the master entered from behind, then moved its hips and selectively flexed
its muscles in a way calculated to offer the Master the best possible
experience.  Sunshine always felt an immense since of completeness while
fulfilling the duties of a personal body slave.  Sunshine held the Master
securely inside its vagina while he discharged in its depths, then turned
and cleaned the master with its mouth and tongue.  After the Master's
trousers were once again secured, he signalled his permission for Sunshine
to take care of any needs it might have, then straightened his hair and
beard in the mirror.

   The Master returned to the sitting room, finished his coffee, then
announced it was time to proceed to the breeding shed.  The other guests
were already in the 'shed'.  The Master turned his visitor's female
breeding slave over to the Breeding Master, then led the way to the
observation gallery over looking the mating pit where the other guests
waited.  Each chair in the gallery was positioned with a small table on one
side and room for a personal body slave to kneel on the other.  The Master
and the Visitor settled into the two chairs with the best view of the
mating pit below.  The other guests were engaged in an animated discussion
of the male and female breeders currently occupying individual holding pens
lining opposite sides of the mating floor.  With the Master's permission,
Sunshine knelt with its head up instead of down on the floor; Sunshine
loved watching the breeding slaves down in the mating pit.  Sunshine
watched the Breeding Master and his assistants, four older female slaves,
preparing the table for the first mating.

   The first female breeder was brought from the holding cell, laid on the
mating table then positioned with its feet in stirrups that separated its
legs and bent its knees.  The slave was pulled down toward the end of the
table until its fanny hung off the end.  The Breeding Master thoroughly
examined the slave's vagina and declared it ready for mating.

   "This will be the first mating for Jane-fiveone, the first born member
of the fifth generation of the prestigious 'Jane' line originally developed
by the Old Master, your father." The Breeding Master announced, speaking to
the Master.  The Master had always taken particular interest in the 'Jane'
line of slaves that he had inherited from his father.  Sunshine remembered
when the Master had supervised Jane-Five-one's opening several weeks
previous in preparation for its first mating.  Sunshine remembered that the
Master himself had inserted the large penis shaped ivory tool into the
Jane-five-one's vagina.  The same tool had been used on the slave several
times a day since then to make sure Jane-five-one was ready for this first
mating.  While the Breeding Master talked to the people in the gallery, two
of his assistants were busy preparing Jane-five-one for its first
penetration.  Sunshine could see one of them stroking the female breeding
slave's clitoris while the other assistant moved fingers in and out of the
breeder's vagina.  The other two assistants were retrieving the male
breeder slave from its holding cell.

   "Jane-Five-one will be mated with Jake-Two," the Breeder Master
continued his explanation.  "This will be the third generation of the Jane
line to be mated with Jake-Two.  Jane-Three-two has produced ten offspring
by Jake-Two and Jane-Four-one has produced six offspring by Jake-Two."
Sunshine found nothing unusual about the female breeder slave being mated
to a male breeder slave who happened to be its father and grandfather.  If
either of the breeder slaves found anything unusual about the prospect,
neither of them showed any signs of it.  Two of the assistants removed the
genital basket from Jake-Two and stroked its penis to an erect state.

   "We are hoping that this mating will produce another female breeder so
we can get one more generation of the Jane line mated with Jake-Two before
it gets too old."

   "Let the mating begin." The Master said with a wave of his hand.  The
two slaves who had been preparing Jane-Five-one removed their hands from
the female breeder's vagina and, each placing a hand on a leg and an arm
held the slave in place on the mating table.  The other two assistants
moved Jake-Two into place between Jane-Five-one's legs and directed the
male breeder slave's erect penis into the female breeder slave's waiting
vagina.  All of the men watching from the gallery leaned forward in
anticipation as they watched the penetration of the female slave by the
male slave.  Sunshine watched with equal interest as the Master's hand
kneaded its fanny.  Mating day was always a busy time for the personal body
slaves.

   The male slave moved with confidence derived from years of experience,
the Master and his guests grew noticeably more excited as the male slave
moved its penis in slow thrusts in and out of the female slave's vagina. 
Two of the assistants stroked the female slave's thighs and breasts, as
well as stimulating the female breeder's clitoris.  The other two
assistants stroked the male slave's body and gently caressed its testicles
while it mated with its daughter/granddaughter/mate.  The Master clutched
Sunshine's buttocks almost painfully tight as he watched the male slave
hold its erect penis completely inside the female slave while pumping
impregnating seamen deep inside the vagina.  As soon as the male slave had
completed the mating, the two assistants immediately strapped the genital
cage back onto its body and returned it to its holding cell.  Jake-Two
would not be allowed to ejaculate for a week when it would once again be
mated with Jane-Five-one.  This process would continue until the female
breeder slave proved to be pregnant.  The other two assistants readjusted
the table, lowering the female breeder slave's head, then rolled the table
to the side of the breeding pit where it would remain until the day's
matings were finished.

   "That position helps the sperm flow deeper into the female slave,
increasing the likely hood of fertilisation." The visitor nodded his head,
although to Sunshine he seemed to be much more interested in the area
between his personal body slave's legs than he was in the position of the
female breeder slave who had just been mated.  On the other side of the
special visitor, the personal body slave of another one of the Master's
guests was on its knees with its head moving up and down in its owner's
lap. Sunshine thrust back against the Master's hand that was exploring its
anus.  Responding instantly to the subtle signals of the Master, Sunshine
turned and unfastened his trousers before turning back around and, with
bent, spread knees offered its rear for the Master's use.  With a hand on
each of the slave's hips the Master lowered Sunshine's anus onto his erect
penis.  Sunshine held onto the railing and watched the assistants in the
mating pit preparing another mating table while the Master moved his
personal body slave's anus up and down on his penis.

   The second mating in the pit went almost unnoticed as the Master and his
guests busied themselves with their personal body slaves.  Sunshine was too
busy making sure its Master enjoyed using its ass, and watching the slaves
mating directly below to pay attention to what the other slaves were doing,
or having done to them, in the observation gallery.  Sunshine loved being
used by the Master.  Sunshine only felt complete when the Master's cock was
inside its body.

   The activity in the observation gallery subsided as the second female
breeding slave was being pushed to the side of the pit where it would
remain with its head lowered while the rest of the breedings proceeded.  To
the best of Sunshine's knowledge no one else in the gallery had been
watching while the second mating was taking place.  The guest who had
brought the female breeder to be mated excused himself so he could observe
from the floor of the breeding pit while his female breeder was mated with
the Master's male breeder.  Sunshine continued to watch the pit below while
the guest and his personal body slave stood beside the mating table while
his slave was positioned, and both breeder slaves were prepared.

   The breeding continued all morning.  The noon meal was served to the
master, and his guests, in the observation gallery where they ate while
watching female slaves one after the other being strapped down to the
tables and inseminated by the male breeder slaves.  After the last official
mating, about two hours after the noon meal, the Master announced that the
matings had been completed for the day and invited all of his guests to
pass a little time in the brothel until he could join them.  He assured his
special guest that the female breeder slave would be brought to him after
it had been unstrapped from the table and examined by the Breeding Master.
Sunshine heard one of the guests speak of McDonald and his 'unnatural
experiments' as they left the observation gallery.  Sunshine was sure the
man's distaste for the Master's 'unnatural experiments' would not stop him
from enjoying his share of the pregnant breeders in the brothel.

   The Master, with sunshine kneeling beside him, waited patiently while
the breeding pit was cleared.  The spent male breeding slaves were returned
to their cells in the Male Breeder building; the female breeder slaves were
unstrapped from the tables and returned to their cells in the Female
Breeder building; the slave's assisting the Breeding Master cleaned the
tables and set them up for the next breeding session and then left the
room. The Breeding Master locked all the doors then announced the building
secure.  The Master joined the Breeding Master in the breeding pit.

   "All is ready," he told the Master.  The Master signalled and an unused
door under the observation gallery opened.  The Breeding Master's son
entered the room pulling behind him an unwilling naked female.

   "Please Father," the teenaged female begged on her knees, "please, oh
god don't do this."

   "You have been warned time and time again not to fraternize with the
slave women." The Master knelt and helped the naked young girl to her feet.
"Since you insist on acting like one of the slaves you will be treated like
one of the slaves." The master put his daughter into the hands of the
Breeding Master.  "She's is ready for her first mating." He announced then
stepped back to watch as the Breeding Master and the Breeding Master's son
bound the Master's naked daughter to a mating table.  Ignoring the young
girl's tears, sobs, and begging, a male breeding slave was brought into the
pit.  The male slave was positioned between the girl's legs and, while she
struggled against the straps holding her to the table, pushed its large
hard cock into the virgin.

   On a signal from the Master Sunshine knelt in front of him and, after
opening his trousers, sucked the Master's erection into its mouth.  The
Master grasped Sunshine's hair with both hands and drove himself into its
mouth while he watched his naked daughter being mated by a male slave.  The
master moved himself in Sunshine's mouth in time with the well endowed male
breeder slave moving in and out of his daughter, and came just as the slave
came.  The male slave was immediately removed from the breeding pit and the
mating table was moved into the head down position to increase the odds of
her becoming pregnant.

   "Move it to a cell in the female breeders building," the Master
instructed the Breeding Master, ignoring the inconsolable sobs coming from
the mating table, as he left the pit to join his guests in the brothel.  
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