Limits of Flesh 3 (Patreon)

Limits of the Flesh
Chapter 3

-VB-

Taylor woke up slowly before she flinched and roused herself up to sit on the edge of her bed.

Everything hurt.

Her eyes slowly widened as she remembered.

Yesterday, she had driven herself into a corner with no way out. The Adylan Twins came and offered her a deal. They would come when she called for help, but she too would come when they wanted a woman in bed.

She shuddered.

She had taken the deal, and they gave her a free ride home.

Safe.

Except tonight, she would have to dress the part of … a mistress.

Their demand, made in her very own room, still rang clearly in her head.

“‘Breed me,’ huh?” she muttered to herself.

She’d sold her body for the sake of doing what was right…

So why did it hurt so much?

Tears trickled down her cheeks and fell on her thighs.

“Ah, I guess-. I guess-.”

Words choked her throat up and she couldn’t bring herself to say anything else.

But the words of the backstabbing friend came out as if it was natural.

“I really am a whore.”

-VB-

It was Saturday. Dad was out working again.

It was odd how she found the will to go shopping after she sold herself. She knew that it wouldn’t matter, that clothes didn’t matter. They were only things people used to dress up, just like boys liked big toys to make up for their own incompetence. Or so she said.

After that night, Taylor wasn’t so sure anymore.

Yes, so what if she sold herself? She would at least go out looking pretty and good. She wasn’t going to be a trashly-dressed prostitute in the streets. She would face her decisions with whatever dignity she still had left.

To that end, she chose something that the Downtown clerk said looked good on her: a blue sundress. Something about her long legs and slim form making the dress look good on her.

When the sun set and her call came in the form of a red portal, she stood up from her chair and braced herself.

She let out a steady stream of air from her nervous lips and then stepped through.

The portal closed behind her, and she found herself in a different place. She actually expected to be taken to that hotel room again, but that’s not where she was standing right now.

She stood in the lobby of what had to be a manor. A chandelier above her shined down soft glittering lights, and the hallway in front of her split into three wings. The wing opposite of her had a lot of rooms and also had glass windowed double doors leading outdoors to a garden.

“Ah, you’re here!”
“We knew we could count on you.”

She turned around and saw the twins. Dressed immaculately as when she first met them in that hotel, both of them wore soft smiles on their lips but dark lustful looks in their eyes. Taylor fought to keep the shudder - and excitement - from showing. To show weakness would be to end up as their slave in all shapes and forms.

“I don’t break promises,” she said blankly.

“Good, good,” one of them said as he extended an arm to her. The other twin did so as well, and she hesitantly wrapped her arms through the loops of arms. “Then we can start soon.”

They led her to the wing opposite of the entrance. On their way over, she noted that the wing to her left had no furniture while the wing to her right did.

“The left is the work rooms-”
“-for whatever project-”
“-we may have.”
“The right is for pleasure-”
“-outside of the bedroom-”
“-and includes the kitchen and dining room.”

They led her to a door and opened it up.

On the other side of the door was a master bedroom. In the middle of the room was a bed that could comfortably fit all three of them.

She gulped.

They pulled their arms off of her, and leaned in on either side of her.

“Tonight-”
“-we fuck-”
“-until you-”
“-knock out.”

She gasped when they touched her. Their hands began to explore her once again, and she couldn’t stop the whimper as one of the hands pulled up the sundress and latched onto her pussy. As his finger slid into her, her hands reached out and held onto their arms.

‘This isn’t fair,’ she thought as they carried her to the bed. ‘I just wanted to be a hero! Why do the villains get away with it all?!’

They laid her down and pulled the sundress off of her, leaving her completely bare. She blushed as one of the twins caressed her inner thigh from underneath her and another gently groped and massaged her boobs from above her.

“Oh~, commando!”
“You’re bold, Taylor.”

Her face burned with embarrassment, but she felt her pussy only get wet.

They began to strip, and she hyperventilated as she saw chiseled abs and chests in front of her. And then-.

She yipped when the twin above her dropped his thick and long dick on her face. He held her head in place as the dick throbbed on her eye and cheek.

The other twin dropped his dick on top of her stomach.

“H-How did these f-fit in me a-again…?” she asked fearfully.

They didn’t reply, only giving her salacious leers fully intent on using her.

No, she wasn’t even a whore.

She was just a fuck toy.

She squeezed her eye shut as the twin between her legs pulled his dick off of her and pushed it against her wet entrance. Her eyes flew open when she felt her lips and jaws being pried open and the other dick slide in.

Taylor choked as both dicks thrust into her in one-go, sheathing them both fully in her pussy and throat.

The left horned twin - Left - mercilessly ravaged her womanhood. She screamed, but the dick in her mouth and throat stopped that. The right horned twin - Right - was gentler, but he was firm with his hands. Left grabbed both of her wrists and pulled them down towards him while Right held her throat in one hand and the back of her head with the other in his kneeling position.

Left just pounded into her without giving her time to adjust, and she felt great. He was so rough, and she felt it all-! The way the grooves of her pussy tittered with the passing of his dick, how the curve of his dick forced her pussy to take that form-!

Right, on the other hand, slid in and out of her mouth and throat slowly. He made her gag and choke as he cut off her breath, only to give her a desperate small reprieve before subjecting her to more choking.

She was just a warm toy for them.

To be used.

To be -...

To be …

To be bred.

She felt sweat start to form on her body and drip off of her skin. Her vision, fixed to Right’s butt and legs, grew blurry with tears.

Suddenly, Right picked up pace and began to -!

Taylor gagged as Right pushed himself all the way in and kept himself there, jizzing directly into her throat and cutting off her air.

She ran out of air, and thrashed. But held so tightly, all she did was excite Left into howling something about her being lively…

Her vision grew dark.

‘H-He’s going to kill me…!’ she thought in despair. ‘I’m going to die having sex-!’

And then he pulled out of her.

She gasped and then coughed violently. As she coughed, Right just pulled her up until she was leaning into Left’s chest. Most of her height was in her legs, and with them pulled away and open, she was only tall enough to be up to his chest.

Left continued to sheathe himself fully in her before pulling out and slamming back into her.

“You’re going to be a mommy, Taylor,” Left whispered into her. “You’re going to be that dumb bitch that spends all of her life in the bedroom being bred.”

She cried because she knew what’s how it was going to go. She didn’t know how or why, but when she took their hands yesterday to accept their offer, it did something to her. It was a Master power that made her keep her promise.

She screamed as Right’s lubricated dick forced its way up her ass abruptly. She latched onto Left to ride out the pain before it just became … intense.

Pinned between the twins, she just let it all go.

Taylor screamed, cried, whimpered, and even begged to be let go.

They told her that she was their broodmare now. There was no saving her.

Left finally came in her pussy, pushing himself as deeply as he can go, and left Taylor gasping as she felt his cum splash in the deepest part of her vagina. It wasn’t long before Right came in her ass.

She shuddered as she weakly clung onto them… and then they began to pump her again. She looked up in fear.

“It’ll be just like our first night, Taylor,” Right cooed.
Left chuckled. “But it’ll be everyday from now on.”

She messed up.

“N-no, I-I don’t want thi-!” she sobbed as she realized how her life was going to be from now on. Left crashed his lips into hers to silence her, and forced her to kiss him.

“Don’t worry, Taylor. We’ll take good care of you,” Right whispered as he came into her again.

Left came again.

She came. They came.

The night just blurred. Most of the time they would take her together. Sometimes, Left pounded into her from behind. Right made her clean his dick with her mouth.

When she orgasmed for the ninth time while being held up in the air and spitroasted, she gave up and fainted.

-VB-

There truly was no rest for her.

She found herself awake in her bed in her room at her home. She ate breakfast with dad as clean as ever, but when dad went out to work, they appeared in her room and fucked her in her bed.

They taunted her about making her dad see her get impregnated.

They made her watch as they made her pussy into a cumdump.

They made her feel wanted and great about being their mistress and whore.

They made her want to be used everyday just like today.

When they finished an hour before dad came and cleaned her up, she cried in her bed.

She was no hero.

Just a whore.

And she knew that there was no chance of being not pregnant.

At least when she heard the news about the Empire being exposed and all of their capes and violent members being arrested without a riot, she felt … okay.

… She supposed that it was fair trade.

There wasn’t anyone who wouldn’t trade a single girl for the prosperity of the city.

It… just happened to be her. And she made the deal.

Taylor wasn’t sure anymore.

She wasn’t certain about anything.

When they pulled her away in the middle of the night to be fucked, she went with it and just enjoyed it.

This was all she would amount to.

… So why did she feel content? So happy being reduced to a woman’s worst nightmare?

It just had to be Adylan twins. They did something to her!

…

…

Why weren’t they here right now?

“Hello, darling.”
“We’re home!”

She smiled.

“... Welcome back.”

They kissed her… and brought her to their bed again.