Time for some more of that low story/nothing but sex purple prose:

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It is morning, time for me to be mated.

The cage is undone, and I am led to my "wife". A small, beech colored, Asian woman, Xhu, brought for me 2 and so years ago. When I enter, she scrambles on her knees to kiss me. It is an awkward kiss, both our hands tied behind our back, but it is loving enough, and master and mistress allow it for a time.

They separate us, and begin massaging our genitals to readiness. Me and my mate look lovingly at each other as we are fondled to excitement: though we are not married beyond breeding with each other, we do have a fondness for one another, for our bodies, and our service. We both realize that our bodies belong completely to Master and mistress, and it is an honor to copulate for them, to breed for them, to give birth for them, and to surrender the children we produce to them, for master and mistress to use as they will. In the 2wo or so years that we have been bred, we have produced offspring for our owners twice, once a boy, and once a pair of girls. After each breeding, the children were allowed to stay with Xhu, just long enough to breast feed them to some sturdiness, before they were taken upstairs into the master's chambers. What happens to them there, whether they are made slaves like us, sacrificed, sold, I cannot say. I do not care, nor does Xhu. Our only purpose in life is to labor and love for the pleasure and benefit of master and mistress.

Xhu is laid back onto the breeding and birthing bench, her legs spread, revealing the sweet, tight little bean that I am to pierce. 3 babies, and her slit is almost as tight and smooth as mistress's. I hobble to my mate, dick awkwardly bouncing as I scramble on my knees, and like an animal, I lower myself onto her, shuddering with pleasure as her wet lips close around my invading member.

"Ahhhhh" we both moan softly, as our genitals firmly lock together.

I begin to thrust and hump, as Xhu wraps her legs tightly around me: it is not an ideal mating: we both have our hands bound behind us, so we may not embrace as such. The mating table though, is at an incline, and so it takes little effort for me to lie atop the nubile Asian, and buck my hips as nature so intends in this circumstance. It is the pleasure that master grants and allows, and that is enough for us both.

I lick and suck Xhu's ears, and she nibbles mine in response. Panting, moaning, we shamelessly fuck, our nude, bound bodies sweating, quivering, in front of our owners and their children.

Ah, how beautiful they are, as they openly play with their genitals in front of us. The girl quivers, and bites her lip, and I can tell that she's already cum. The boy, amazingly, is holding off, quickening and slowing his strokes, to keep himself on the edge of excitement. I wonder if they pleasure themselves with our children during the day.

The thought of this was too much for me, and my lower body tenses, as I surrender my seed into Xhu's tight little pussy. Simultaneously, the master's son ejaculates, his cum arching through the air and landing on the stone floor. Some of it lands on my back, a tiny bit on Xhu's face. She moans, and shudders underneath me, in response to being marked by the master's young son.

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Xhu and I lay on the floor, sweaty, trembling, like two worms, joined at our genitals. In fits and starts, we jam our sex organs together, as best we can, so bound and so positioned. It takes some getting used to, and our strokes do not come with the pleasurable ease that they did when we lay on the breeding bench.

It matters little: we lay this way, so that our owner's son and daughter may use our faces for relief. Sweet little children, aroused by our sex play: it is only fitting that we be the ones to help relieve their pent up suffering. The little girl rides my face, her smooth, hairless bean on my lips. I am gentle with my tongue, as I lick the child's engorged sex. I take extra care around her hymen, unbroken, pink, clean. She shivers and moans as I lap at her nether regions like a dog, grasping my head and leaning her tiny weight onto my face.

The master's son, meanwhile, fucks my wife's face, proudly groaning and grunting as he holds her by her jet black hair, and shoves his tiny cock between her lips. She takes him all the way, suckling him down to the shaft and balls.

My balls clench, my hips arc, as the sweet folds of Xhu's tight cunt milk another cum from me. I do not let this distract me from the pleasure of the Master's children: everything Xhu and I do is for the pleasure of Master, Mistress and his children. This includes breeding: any pleasure I feel from cumming into Xhu, is nothing compared to the goal of pleasing the children.

They are young, and so they cum easily, over and over again, with a predictably pleasurable grunt right before they seize in rapture.

Master and Mistress are proud of their children's sexual prowess: Master's cock stands erect with pride, Mistress's nipples stand erect, her sex and inner thighs glisten with the juice of her arousal. As they watch their children rape us, they have been fondling and flirting with each other, kissing, fingering, teasing. By now, the temptation is too much, and the master grabs his woman by her long, flowing, blonde hair, pulling her to him, wrestling her playfully to the ground, and mounting her, like a stallion mounting a mare.

So situated, he rides her, firmly, slowly, his thrusts powerful and controlled. His muscular thighs glisten and quiver with the force of every thrust. Like an animal being speared, Mistress moaned with every thrust.

Their coupling is so different from ours: Master plays his woman like a musical instrument, his hands fondling her breasts, fingering her clit, ever so softly and firmly choking her pale neck. He doesn't rut in her uncontrollably, he fucks her, makes love to her. He teases her with orgasm, sometimes bringing her to one within seconds, sometimes slowly pacing himself, drawing it out for what seems like an hour.

In stark contrast, Xhu and I press our bodies together as best we can, clumsily, as quickly as our insistent organs can drive us. There is no stamina in my strokes, no grace in Xhu's utterances: we cum in random, untimed, pleasurable grunts, Xhu's legs wrapped around my hips, driving into her until my balls explode, and my head collapses onto the stone floor beside hers, panting, gaining strength for my next exertion. Sometimes it is she who cums first, squirting onto my balls and the stone floor below. We are merely animals, and we breed as such.


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It is mid afternoon when our owners are finished using us. Master ruts in my ass once, to force any remaining cum from my spent balls into Xhu's pussy. When he is done, I lick him clean, savoring the taste of his cum, Mistress's juices, and my own ass.

Like farm animals, we are put away: Xhu is taken to her cell, where she is chained, on her back, legs raised, so my cum may more easily plant itself. I am led back to my cage, my cock placed back in it's belt, so that I may not waste my cum rutting uselessly against the floor or bars while lusting for Xhu. The masters then urinate on me, while the mistresses relieve their bladders on Xhu, as is customary to complete our breeding.

Oh how I look forward to Xhu's next birthing, her gifting of another child for the masters to play with and enjoy!