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E-Sarah
2017/07/18
(Tue)
05:52:58
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Well here I go again.
After a bumpy ride in a car Kimmy felt her briefcase being lifted out of the trunk. She was carried for a while and then she heard the clank of metal on metal through the foam. The locks snapped and the briefcase opened up. A young man in white scrubs pulled her out. Placing her on a raised padded lounger. Before Kimmy could even try to say something he pushed a big ball gag into her mouth. Shutting her up for good. Then he picked up and started shuffling through a file, he was muttering to himself while doing this.
“Okay lets see what I got here as a replacement for breeder 74925. Mhm a volunteer. Not bad. 13 and a half years old so lot's of good womb time left on it. That's good...”
Up to this point he hadn't really looked at her. Now he looked at her and then put a finger up her pussy just to be stopped almost immediately by her hymen.
“Ah a virgin! It's first time will most definetly be auctioned of.
Kimmy blushed deeply and was shaking in fear. Frightened of the pain that would surely come in this hell and because this man treated her just like what she was now. Property, just a womb to be bred. He didn't even address her at all. Ignoring her as a person. She was just a commodity and a number to him.
The man pulled out his finger from her pussy and then pushed it with one hard shove up her bum. Tears flowing down Kimmy's face as he used his finger to open up her dry bum. The gag effectively silenced her gasps and cries. Using two fingers then three he slowly worked on her bum.
“It's backdoor is nice and stretchy so placing it on the presentation footing will be no problem.”
Pulling out he casually wiped his fingers clean on Kimmy's tummy. Then his hands ran over her hips and up to her boobs.
“Yes good wide hips and those milk jugs will fill up nicely. Well she will be a good asset. Blond hair is in big demand too so it will be a big seller.”
That said he looked over Kimmy's head and nodded to someone behind her.
“Get it into booth 5 Darrel. And place it on the footing. We will sell it's first time this evening.”
“Yes Sir. I'll send in its handler once it's situated, so it will be looking its best to attract higher votes.”
A deep voice responded and a big, burly, brutal looking man stepped into Kimmy's view. Lifting her by her braid like it was a handle. He didn't seem to notice Kimmy's renewed cries of pain as he carried her limbless body along some corridors. They passed boothes and from inside Kimmy heard moans and cries. The cries were all high pitched and sounding young. Darrel opened a door and went to a window that was covered by curtains right now. On the sill stood a two feet high steel stool. From it's centre rose a wide steel butt-plug. Without hesitation Darrel lifted Kimmy higher and positioned her above the plug. Picking up a small tube of lube with his other hand he squeezed a liberal amount of it on the tip. Then he settled her on it.
Kimmy felt her bum being violated for the second time in her life. Being pushed in and then slowly stretched. The cold metal slid inside her cavity. Stretching her open wider then she ever had been stretched there. Sliding deeper and deeper. Straightening out her intestines until the almost a foot long plug was seated in her. Her ass touching the equally cold steel seat she was safely fixed on her footing. Ready to be decorated and then having her virginity and womb sold to the highest bidder.
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Meanwhile Madison was smiling for the first time since her sister had volunteered! The nurse had slipped her a piece of paper after she was branded and said her good bye. On it was the address of the downtown cum-station and more importantly a paragraph and subparagraph number.
§17 sub 9)
Any female may volunteer to help the NBIS. Volunteers can choose how and where to help. Viable positions are housekeeper, cook, cleaner, server, breeder handler. They can in addition choose to offer customers visual stimulation and or manual stimulation. To ease the customers use of the breeder. Volunteers may choose a breeder to be assigned to them permanently or choose a different one each day.
After Madison read this she quickly checked it in the internet. Finding out it was true in the NBIS homepage she immediately signed up as a volunteer handler at the downtown cum-station! Requesting Kimmy to be “her” assigned breeder. After receiving a confirmation email from the NBIS local office she forwarded it to her parents and got ready to leave.
Choosing her cutest pink dress and most grown up underwear she got dressed. Madison winced when the strap of the dress came to rest on top of her fresh exemption brand. It was located high on her right shoulder blade. Getting in some sandals and grabbing her backpack she left home before her parents woke.
Taking the bus she got lots of stares by young men and women. The women and girls were mostly jealous at her status! And the men, well for them she had just become even more interesting then before. Now she was not just another sexy little girl ready for breeding but a girl that was girlfriend material! Since she wouldn't just disappear one day and becoming government property!
Arriving at the cum-station Madison saw the long line of windows. Some of them had the curtains pulled close, but most were open. She saw 15 other limbless girls sitting on metal stools in the windows. Displayed like mannequins. Madison walked slowly along the windows watching the dolls how they twitched. Most had plastic like smiles on their faces but their eyes were void of any trace of happiness, their eyes were dead. Madison swore to herself that she wouldn't let Kimmy become a girl with dead eyes!
Approaching a steel foor at the buildings side that was labelled volunteers she punched in the confirmation code into the keypad. The door opened and the nervous eleven year old entered the building.
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