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As john pulled into his usual reserved parking spot, he couldn’t help but reflect on the events of the previous day. The shopping trip with the newly blonded Mitzi had been nothing short of a total turn-on. Today he would make the phone call that would give her the breasts that he had promised himself. He chuckled silently at the thought of giving her something that was actually for him.
As he walked through the shop on the way to his office, he noticed a young girl talking to Barbi. What he noticed most of all though, was that Barbi was emphasizing the fact that she had told her never to come there. She had quieted down as soon as she saw John.
John walked over to the pair still talking quietly.
“Well, who’s this then?” John said slyly.
“Oh, just my k** sister.” Barbi responded.
“You’d better go now.” She said to the girl.
“Not so fast.” He said, holding out his hand. “You haven’t introduced us. My name’s John.”
“Mine’s Lauren.” She said, shaking his hand. “I didn’t hardly recognize my sister.” She continued, innocently. “Daddy would have a fit if he saw her looking like that.”
Barbi looked uncomfortable and her face began to flush. She had been determined to reclaim John’s affection and, as a result, was dressed extremely provocatively, not to mention her hair and make-up.
She obviously couldn’t have picked a worse day for her sister to see her. She had taken extra time applying her eye make-up. Heavy black liner on both her upper and lower eyelids, extending past the outer corner of her eyes. Long false eyelashes with thick mascara. She had re-bleached and tinted her bleached blonde hair a pale silvery shade and teased it wildly. Her skirt barely covered her womanhood, revealing full fishnet seamed stockings that terminated into a pair of patent leather platform pumps with ankle straps and six-inch heels. A new pair of nipple rings were clearly visible through her skintight tee shirt, torn off just below her full breasts. Another new ring adorned her navel. In short, Barbi looked like a complete slut.
“You don’t approve?” John said, glancing at a very embarrassed Barbi
“My Dad never let us wear make-up.” She began. “Heck, I’m not even allowed to date boys.”
“What did you do to your hair?” She said, touching Barbi’s stiffly lacquered mass of silvery white severely bleached tresses.
“It looks like she’s really bleached the hell out of it, this time.” John said, enjoying Barbi’s further embarrassment. “You know how these hairdressers are, they all love to play with their hair. Right Barbi?”
Before she could answer, John interrupted. “By the way, how old are you?”
“She just graduated from High school.” Barbi said, protectively. “She just turned eighteen. She starts College in the fall.”
“Well I just happen to be looking for another receptionist. Are you looking for a summer job?”
“No she isn’t.” Barbi interjected. “Daddy makes her work the farm during the summer.
“Well, I gotta go.” Lauren said looking one last time at her sister. “I wouldn’t let Daddy see you looking like that, if I were you. You’ll get the belt.”
As Lauren turned and left, John leaned over and whispered into Barbi’s ear. “Be in my office in an hour. I want to see if you’re as good as you look!”
Barbi felt a jolt of electricity run through her spine, as she anticipated sex with John. Pleasing him was all that mattered to her, even if she didn’t really understand why. She glanced at the clock; it was 8:05. He was making her wait an hour to please him.
John hit the Internet to check on his investments. As usual, afterward he was running the gamut of sleazy sites, when an ad caught his attention. It was advertising for babies. He couldn’t believe people in the Middle East and South America would be willing to pay up to $30,000 for a healthy newborn.
The wheels started turning.
“No, not even I could stoop this low.” He thought to himself.
He clicked the site. “Hmmm, it almost seemed too easy.”
At exactly 9:05 there was a knock at his door.
“Come in, Barbi.”
The door opened and a very sexy looking Barbi entered. John immediately swung around in his chair, making himself available to be serviced.
“Would Master like to fuck my face?” Barbi cooed.
“Yes, that would be nice, my little slut.” John replied, smugly.
Barbi positioned herself in front of him dropping to her knees. She gently removed his throbbing cock and proceeded to suckle the head as she slowly masturbated his thick shaft. Her grip tightened, as she worked the sensitive head over with her tongue. She instinctively moaned, just imagining the sensations she was giving John. She hungrily licked and sucked, twisting her hand, as it slid it up and down his rigid cock.
Pausing, she looked up into his eyes, while she continued to stroke his length.
“Do you like my hair, Baby?’ She teased. “I bleached it again last night, just for you. I think it came out even lighter, but it was already almost white, it’s hard to tell. Smell it john. Smell the bleach I put in my hair just for you.”
John’s mind was racing, as he leaned forward and buried his nose in Barbi’s freshly bleached hair. Suddenly, he could no longer resist the pleasure consuming his manhood. Barbi again placed her wet lips on his cock head and with tremendous suction, drew him back into her warm mouth.
Almost instantly, he exploded into the first spasm of his massive orgasm. She increased the suction on his bulbous head and began to swallow quickly, feeling each string of thick, hot cum shoot into her mouth.
She heard his breathing become erratic, reaching a crescendo, as he groaned, closing his eyes, letting the feeling consume him. She held him in her mouth, sliding her rough tongue up and down the sensitive underside of his shovel shaped head, causing him to twitch and cry out, as the sensation became almost unbearable.
No longer able to stand the torture of his now overly sensitized nerve endings, he pulled himself from her mouth and stroked her heavily made up face. He shifted his stare to her starkly bleached hair, as the blood began to leave his engorged cock and he slowly regained his composure.
He had no sooner finished releasing his passion when it suddenly became crystal clear.
“Barbi, give me your mind and body.” He said, in a soft voice.
The trigger phrase immediately put Barbi into a fully conscious trance. She stared blankly as John fondled her hair and began to speak softly to her.
“When you awaken, you will remember nothing of this conversation. You will only remember that I fucked you and you had the best orgasm you have ever had. You will assume it was the way you looked that turned me on and you will continue to try to look this way to please me. Now, I want you to answer my questions truthfully. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master, truthfully.” Barbi replied, in a monotone voice.
“Good, now lets talk about your sister. She is a virgin?”
“Yes Master, Daddy has been very strict with her.”
“I’m seriously considering busting that little cherry of hers at exactly mid way between her next two periods, when she’s ovulating.” John taunted.
Barbi’s lip began to quiver as she subconsciously realized what John was saying.
“If she got pregnant, her life would be ruined.” Barbi replied emotionally.
“Not ruined, just put on hold for a year, that’s all.” John said, coldly. “All I want is the baby. After that, I’m done with her. She can reappear and continue her pathetic little life. She’ll go to College and marry some yuppie that appreciates a little plain Jane looking wife.”
“I’ll need your help.” John continued. “I can count on your help, can’t I Barbi?”
Barbi hesitated. “Master, please do not ask me to help you make my sister pregnant.”
“I know I told you to answer truthfully, Barbi. Well, that part is over.” John’s said abruptly. “Now I’m telling you. You WILL help me, WON’T you, Barbi!”
Barbi hesitated again. Her confused little mind was racing. She moved her lips, but nothing came out. She tried again. Still nothing came out.
Suddenly she heard herself say, “Yes Master.”
“Good, now you’ll find out when she’s ovulating and when you’ve done that, I can make arrangements to spend a couple days fucking her. During that time, you will act as a fluff girl, so I’ll want you to spend a little extra time applying your makeup during that time and I’ll want to see some nice dark roots growing into that bleached hair of yours. That means no more retouches until this is over.”
Barbi looked confused.
“My God. You don’t know what a fluff girl is do you?” John asked, in disbelief.
Barbi felt embarrassed at her ignorance, as she stared straight ahead, glassy eyed and slowly shook her head.
“Fluff girls, Barbi,” He began in a condescending tone, “Are up and coming porn stars who’s job it is to keep the male actors erect and horny between scenes. Your job will be to keep me turned on while I’m in the process of repeatedly fucking your sister. Oh, and I’ll want you to help with the actual insemination.”
Barbi’s mind was shorting out. How could she agree to help her beloved John fuck another woman? Especially, when that other woman was her k** sister.
Ignoring Barbi’s dilemma, John continued to bark out instructions.
“Also, you’ll need to prepare her for me. I doubt if I could even get a hard on looking at her now. Do something with her hair and makeup. You know what I like. Then, I’ll need you to make arrangements for me to spend a little time with her so I can fuck her mind up. Don’t worry, I’ll guarantee she’ll let you do anything you want to her. You can always make her mousy again after I’m done if you want.”
John suddenly looked very satisfied with himself as he continued to lay out his plan.
“She’ll write your parents a nice little ‘run away’ letter and stay with you until this is all over. Once I have the k**, we’ll erase her pathetic little mind and she can go back to Jerk Water, USA or wherever the fuck you’re from and this never happened. Or we can free her from that shit and she can learn to live a little. Whatever.”
Barbi was obviously disturbed, even in her hypnotic state. John could only imagine the conflict going on within her mind. Ultimately, he knew she had no alternative but to obey him and he would enjoy this reaffirmation of his control over her.
He began building his sinister plan, as he went on.
“We will use your apartment. Yes, I think that will work out just fine. I will set it up so she can be successfully bred. I’ll build a suitable structure to restrain and suspend her. Your job will be a simple one. You will help me to provide the highest pressure ejaculations possible by stimulating me orally until I almost cum, so that I can be assured of pumping the maximum number of sperm deeply into her womb.”
Barbi remained motionless, staring blankly, still trying to rationalize the information her paralyzed little mind was being forced to digest.
“It is imperative that she orgasms simultaneously with the delivery of my sperm. I want her cervix fully dilated.” John continued. “This will allow massive numbers of my sperm unrestricted access to her eggs. If she’s truly ovulating, her uterus should be full of eggs, just waiting to be fertilized.”
John continued to gently stroke Barbi’s cheek, pausing occasionally to run his fingers through her stiffly lacquered hair. This somehow had a calming effect on the confused older sister, as John continued to lay out his plan.
“I will program her to respond instantly to the stimulation of her clitoris and you will be responsible to make sure she gets off at exactly the right time. You will position yourself behind her head so that you are able to grab her ankles, open her legs wide, forcing them up and back, as we both cum. That should stretch her pussy nice and tight and rotate her pelvis, so I can achieve the deepest possible penetration.” John smiled smugly. “Now, I want you to arrange for me to meet with her privately tomorrow morning.”
Content that he had all avenues covered, John decided to bring Barbi back from her trance.
“When you awaken, your pussy will be throbbing, as if it had received an extremely satisfying fuck. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master.”
“Now, awaken.”
Barbi’s heavily made-up eyelids began to flutter as she started to come around.
She looked confused as she rubbed her sensitive pussy, trying to remember all the details of the fantastic fuck she had obviously just received.
While Barbi got dressed, John was already putting together his plan for the hapless Lauren. As Barbi was leaving, John reminded her to make sure Lauren stopped by the following morning. The hardest part of his plan was the time between now and the impending impregnation of Lauren.
During this time, he would try his best to build his sperm count by remaining celibate.
Here he was surrounding himself with beautiful women whose sole purpose in life was to provide him with sex and now he couldn’t have sex with any of them.
“Oh well.” He thought. “It would be for no more than a month at the most.”
* * *
The Next Morning....
Lauren was already sitting in the waiting area when John arrived and he wasted no time in inviting her into his office.
“Lauren, I wonder if you could help me for a second. I think I’ve gotten something in my eye.” He said, in a well-rehearsed tone.
The innocent Lauren was only too happy to help her newfound friend and eagerly studied John’s eye, hoping to locate and remove the object causing him discomfort.
Suddenly, she became disoriented and lightheaded. Her thoughts became cloudy and she began to feel very confused.
John had entered her mind, and immediately began to systematically destroy her free thought process. He concentrated all his superior mental power, slowly and methodically imposing his will into all the key areas within her brain. She would now become totally infatuated with her new friend, despite their obvious age difference. She wouldn’t know why she found this older man so attractive, but she would find herself fantasizing about things she had only read about and certainly, never experienced.
John began to council her and she found herself obediently nodding as each subject registered in her weakened little mind.
“Lauren,” He began. “Soon, your sister will be bleaching your hair. You will be very embarrassed to be seen this way, but you will find yourself turned on, not only by the process, but also by the results, although you won’t know why. You will enjoy looking sexy and you will dress accordingly. You will not resist anything your sister imposes on you. You will do exactly as she says.................”
An hour later...
John’s office door opened and Lauren came strutting out. Her entire manner had somehow changed. She no longer slouched when she walked, and for some reason, she had an overwhelming desire to go shopping. She walked over to her older sister and invited her to go along, assuring Barbi that John wouldn’t mind, in fact, he had suggested it.
“C’mon s*s, we’ve got sooo much to do in the next three weeks.” Lauren said, enthusiastically. “John is gonna be sooo surprised when he sees me. He says you’re gonna help me, right?”
Barbi nodded obligingly. She felt ashamed being jealous of her own sister. John had made sure that she would be jealous of anyone seeking his affection. She looked at her little sister. The straight, brown hair flowing midway down her back. Hair that had never felt the presence of any chemical other than a daily shampoo. She looked at her innocent, young face. A face that had never even known lipstick, let alone make-up. Her heavy dark brows, joined in the center. The long dress and cardigan with white socks and flat heeled, black lace up shoes. No jewelry, except for her plastic digital watch. She wondered what John saw in her, and then she remembered...
Nothing.
Nothing that is, except a fertile womb. She wondered what seeds John had planted during that hour-long session this morning. During the next three weeks, she would obviously find out. John had told Lauren he didn’t want to see her again until her deflowering. She had three weeks to prepare herself.
* * *
During the next three weeks, Sheila had returned to work sporting a new pair of, obviously enhanced, 38DD tits. John found himself cursing, that he had chosen this window in time to make himself celibate. Sheila was starting to show an ample amount of black roots and John wanted so badly to fuck her. He had decided to wait until the day of Lauren’s deflowering to investigate her modifications more closely and thus make himself all the hornier for his assault on the virgin, Lauren.
The three weeks d**g slowly by. John cursed each passing day until finally, it was time.
The day Lauren arrived at the Salon to receive her final preparations, John had gotten a spare key from Barbi and while Lauren was being “prepped”, he was busy in her apartment.
He spent a good part of the day constructing the ‘A’ frame apparatus that would suspend Lauren, so he could easily manipulate her position. The special backboard he had designed, began with a head prop, heavily padded with a U shaped cut out to support her neck. This would permit her head to be comfortably propped up, to allow her a full view of her virgin breeding, but more importantly, it would allow John to savor her transition from innocent schoolgirl to total slut.
An 18-inch diameter satin covered circle was located under the head prop, making the entire backboard look somewhat like a huge lollypop. The satin circle was there for her hair to be arranged to display it for John’s additional pleasure. The lower end of the board would stop at the small of her back, allowing her entire buttocks to overhang it. A heavy leather belt at the lower end of the board would secure her waist.
A pair of handles extended from each side of the belt to facilitate John’s easy manipulation of her weightless form. Midway up the board was a wooden two-by-four, which extended six inches out from each side. Heavy steel eyes passed through each end of it, and were each fastened to chains, which terminated at a single ring at the peak of the ‘A’ frame. John carefully adjusted the height, using a pillow to simulate her torso.
Content with the construction of his breeding apparatus, John phoned the shop and caught Barbi and Lauren just as they were headed out the door. He instructed the girls to stay out of the guest bedroom when they arrived home, then he left for the salon.
By the time he arrived, Lauren and Barbi were long gone and he found himself alone with Mitsi and Sheila. His plans for the evening were set, but he found himself fantasizing about Sheila and her new modifications. He decided to add to his already unbearable horniness by savoring the sight of Sheila’s new tits. After all, as long as he didn’t cum between now and his date with Lauren, any stimulation that he received would only serve to add to the pressure building in his already aching balls.
He called a very reluctant, yet unexplainably excited, Sheila into his office.
As she entered, she received the inevitable instructions to remove her clothes and just the thought excited her, even though she hadn’t a clue as to why.
John stepped back to admire the changes that he’d had performed on Sheila.
Her previously respectable 36C breasts were now perfectly shaped spheres jutting proudly from her small frame. The silicone implants stretched her skin tightly and John took them in his hands and squeezed them gently, feeling the unmistakable firmness of her new, fake plastic tits.
He twisted her nipples between his thumbs and fingers, watching them draw up and become erect, as she winced in pain. The Surgeon had removed her nipple rings and John made a mental note to be sure to have them re-pierced. Other than that, they were perfect.
As she stood proudly before him, John turned his attention to the other modification he had specified.
He ordered her to put one foot on his desk and as he knelt down between her legs, he got his first look at her newly circumcised bud. He chuckled to himself. With the protective shroud of skin gone, her now exposed clitoris reminded him of the shiny pink penis on one of those horny little dogs.
He reached up and gently rubbed his finger along the little nub, causing Sheila to jump. He knew it would be much more sensitive, but just how much, he had no idea. He couldn’t wait to experience the effect this had on her performance. But he would have to wait.
He forced himself to abandon his thoughts and stood again, stepping back to admire the total package.
“My, my, just look at those roots.” He said, as he assessed the substantial regrowth that taken place while she was recovering from her surgery. “I think I’ll have Barbi bleach your hair for you. After I fuck you the next time, of course. Would you like that?”
Sheila looked embarrassed as she nodded.
To his delight, Sheila looked like a total slut. He loved the fact that not just her tits, but even her cunt now looked artificial.
John’s cock had never been so hard, and for so long in all his entire life. He needed some relief and he needed it fast. But, that was to come very soon.
* * *
John arrived at Barbi’s apartment at exactly 7:30 to find nothing but candlelight illuminating the room. After he was seated, a very heavily made-up, platinum haired Barbi served him a drink.
Although he had prearranged the whole scenario, he was feeling extremely horny and just looking at Barbi and knowing he would spend the next few hours or so enjoying his own personal sluts, made his blood boil.
“Would you like to see Lauren now, Sir?” Barbi teased.
John slowly nodded. “Yes, I would.” He said, as he focused his eyes on the doorway leading into the sitting area. “Let me see what you’ve done with her.”
“Lauren?” Barbi cooed, “It’s time.”
In the dim light, a shadowy figure appeared in the doorway.
John was speechless as Lauren approached wearing a French maid’s uniform, not like any he had ever seen. The skirt was so short, most of each of her pert little ass cheeks were clearly visible. The front was cut down exposing and supporting her ample breasts. Her nipples were liberally coated with the same bright red lipstick found applied to her full, obviously new, Collagen filled lips.
Heavy gold nipple rings looked striking against the shiny red Areolas. Little bells, delicately fastened to each ringed nipple, tinkled lightly as she walked. A little black velvet collar was fastened tightly around her slender neck. A lace apron, no more than six inches long, hung to the bottom of her skirt. Garter straps hung down each thigh and fastened to the lacey tops of her black, seamed, fishnet stockings.
Her shoes were pumps with platform soles high enough to allow her to wear an extraordinary seven-inch stiletto heel. A strip of wide leather ran up her heel, leading to a single ankle strap. Her red polished toenails peered through the open toes, bent a full 90 degrees from her foot.
The face that had never even known lipstick now had heavy, dramatic make-up applied. Burgundy shading accented her cheekbones. Barbi had obviously taken extra time on her eyes. Her eyebrows were plucked to perfection. The hair between them had of course, been removed. However, because they were originally so bushy, they could be shaped virtually any way one could imagine.
Barbi had squared the inside corners and shaped the rest of the brow into ultra thin, high arches. They looked extremely exotic. Long false eyelashes fluttered with every blink. Her mascara and eyeliner were thick and black, contrasting starkly to the silver and gold sparkle eye shadow, which extended all the way to her eyebrow and around her eye socket and along her cheekbone. Her hair was tucked neatly under a small lace doily, exposing the multiple piercings in each ear.
“She looks delightful.” John commented. “Now, what about the hair?”
“Of course, it’s been cut and dyed, but first things first. We know you won’t be disappointed.” Barbi said, smiling. “Would you like to examine her genitals? They have been carefully prepared for your pleasure.”
John reached out and lifted the front of Lauren’s short skirt. His already aching fifth member strained at his pants, as he feasted his eyes on the sight of her newly groomed bush. It had been shaved to expose the Labia and the remaining hair had been trimmed and bleached to a soft pale blonde. The hair in the center was dyed pink in the shape of a small heart. Her Labia was shiny and already heavily coated with K-Y Jelly.
John could stand it no longer and wasted no time ushering the girls into his makeshift breeding room.
Lauren was made to stand perfectly still while he fastened the backboard belt around her waste, grasping the handles and wiggling the belt to make sure it was tight.
When finished, he leaned her back until the chains became tight.
John had Barbi restrain her hands by fastening heavy leather straps around her wrists and attaching them to the chains that supported her body. While John was getting undressed, Barbi removed the hairpins that held Lauren’s hair up and under the lace doily. She carefully brushed and arranged the hair to display the chemical abuse it had endured earlier that morning.
Her youthful brown hair looked harsh and slut-like. Barbi had shown no mercy in bleaching two inches of Lauren’s hairline. It framed her young face with a bright pale blonde halo. A fascinating contrast against the remaining hair, which had been dyed a soft blue-black. The hair was cut into a tapered bob with bangs, making the entire bang and temporal hair, a bright, harsh looking bleached blonde.
John’s penis sprung from his briefs, as he quickly slid them down his legs and stepped out of them.
John motioned for Barbi to take up a position in front of him and as Barbi fell to her knees before him, she took him into her mouth.
As she kneaded his aching balls with her left hand, her right hand was gliding up and down his stiff shaft. Using her tongue to circumnavigate the tender area just below and around his penal head, she suckled him to the brink of orgasm.
John could feel the pressure building and as he withdrew from her hungry mouth, a drop of pre-cum escaped and sat at the opening on the head of his dick, like a pearl on a raw oyster.
No sooner had his urge subsided, than Barbi kissed the droplet from his penis and repeated the process.
Again and again, she expertly brought him to the brink of ejaculation, only to stop just short, leaving his tortured penis to dry pump, each time resulting in another pearl.
John continued to fight the urge to cum and when he could no longer resist, he quickly bent over and grasped Lauren’s ankles, lifting her legs and allowed her to swing toward him. Lifting her ankles high into the air, he placed the head of his engorged cock between the slick vaginal lips of Lauren’s virgin pussy.
Barbi’s grasped his massive erection and guided it into the mouth of her little sister’s warm, wet hole.
With one slow, deliberate thrust, he easily tore through Lauren’s young hymen, burying his throbbing cock deeply into her nether region.
Her scream was drowned out by his a****l groans and he felt the spermal pressure building in his loins.
He fought to control the urge to ejaculate as he had done many times in his youth, when he would playfully try to break his own record of a seven-foot cum squirt.
Barbi immediately positioned herself behind Lauren’s head reaching down and began pummeling the young girl’s clitoris with her middle finger. Lauren’s breathing suddenly became heavy as she quickly began to succumb to her sister’s ministrations.
John forced Lauren’s legs up and behind the chains supporting her body, causing them to be spread widely.
Grasping the handles on the heavy belt around her slender waist, he pulled hard, thrusting himself ever deeper inside her until he felt himself bottoming out against the entrance of her cervix.
The base of his huge cock was grinding hard against her pelvic bone, as he continued to resist the urge to ejaculate.
As John shifted his attention from the tinkling bells suspended from Lauren’s nipple rings, to her heavily made-up face and chemically abused hair, he finally gave in, feeling the first massive squirt rip through his narrow penal passage and into the center of her fertility.
The first release of his thick, hot load had been driven deeply into Lauren’s dilated cervix. Again and again, more sperm spurted hard into her deepest region.
Within minutes, millions of healthy, virile sperm had entered her uterus and were descending upon her fertile mother load.
John continued to pull hard on the handles, allowing his erection to complete its uncontrollable jerking spasms.
Only when he was content that he was totally spent, did he slowly withdraw his softening, blood stained penis with a deep moan.
The insemination had been administered so deeply that no leakage of fluid had followed his withdrawal. As a precautionary measure, John inserted a thick dildo deeply into her vagina, thus sealing the opening.
Lauren groaned at the new intrusion, as her chest continued to heave with each labored breath.
Tears streamed from Lauren’s eyes knowing she would endure this again as soon as John had recovered. She knew her future breedings would be only to insure what had certainly already occurred. She had lost her virginity, experienced her first orgasm and been impregnated, all within five minutes of her first sexual encounter.
During the next two days, Lauren would be bred a total of six more times. The breedings occurred in early morning, mid day and each night, to be sure her fertility was not time sensitive.
* * *
As time went on, Barbi would inform John that Lauren had, in fact, missed her next period.
Later, they would find out that Lauren was actually carrying four babies.
Such a high profile pregnancy would surely bring unwanted publicity, so John had no choice but to arrange for Lauren to spend the remainder of her pregnancy in the home of the adoptive parents.
When John had received the full payment of $100,000, he would put Lauren on a private jet bound for a little Turkish town, just outside of Istanbul. The wealthy parents would retain Lauren as a Nanny after she had given birth. John would have Lauren’s hair dyed solid black so she would fit in better with the Middle Eastern culture and then he would erase Barbi’s memory of ever having a sister. Lauren would leave thinking she was destined for servitude and would have no recollection of her family or the events that led up to her pregnancy.
During the next six months, John would eventually receive word that Lauren had given birth to four baby boys. A bonus check would arrive in the amount of $40,000. As agreed, $10,000 extra, for each boy c***d.
But, that was all in the future. As for the time being...
With Lauren’s successful breeding out of the way, John was now again free to play with his toys.
Suzi needed more work and Sheila had not yet been sampled. Busy times lay ahead...