Chapter 144

(Content Warning: Chapter has unfun stuff for Opal's best wife, if you just want to skip to the resolution, go to where is says "Two hours later" and read from there.)

-POV Amber-

It seems like it’s time to give birth with my captured body.

“Master, I am about to produce more workers for your cause.” I say instinctively. These instincts are really strange sometimes. Why would he want me to say it like that? He looks up from the papers on his desk and answers “Head to the barn and hand them over, I have no desire to watch that again.” My body knows where to go it seems, and I head out of the man’s room for the first time since waking up. I’m choosing to walk, so it’s not like the control is still in effect. I just feel like this is the right way. I must have done this many times while unaware.

After I leave the room, I enter a large area with an overlook and stairs leading down. There is a woman in a strange outfit cleaning, but she ignores me as I get to the stairs and walk down. It seems the man has a large and beautiful house as I get to the bottom of the stairs and walk towards large double doors. The floor is covered completely in a huge rug of some kind. I’ve never seen anything like it, and my genetic memories don’t seem to have a name for it either. The floor rug reaches to all of the walls, and is very comfortable on my bare feet.

As I open one of the large doors and walk through it, I get a vision of outside. In front of me is a large green yard surrounded by a tall fence. To my left is a man in armor standing still. He doesn’t pay attention to me as I walk down a few more stairs and towards a large wooden structure. Since I’m headed straight for it, I assume it’s the barn the man talked about. There are quite a few soldiers in armor doing various things in the expansive yard. Some of them look my way and make whistling noises for some reason. I don’t react and continue towards the large barn.

As I enter it’s open entrance, I see areas sectioned off on each side. I start walking past them and see each has a naked woman with horns and a whip-like tail. Some of them have orange hair just like mine, so I guess these are my children. It’s hard not to notice that all of them have slave collars and marks on their butts. They are also held in a pillory of some kind, with a strange contraption hooked up to their breasts. As I pass by some of the stalls I hear the sounds of sex and see human men fucking the women from behind. The collars and pillories make me believe it’s not consensual.. unless they’re like Sapphire, but she’s always been weird like that. I doubt my children would be into things like that.

I hear one of the women I pass moaning loudly… So I guess I could be misinformed.

As I get to the end there’s a small area covered in hay. There’s a man in white clothing sitting on a chair and looking at me with kind eyes. “Oh, if it isn’t Orange.” He says while standing up and walking over to me. I stand straight and don’t move as he walks around me, looking me up and down. “So you’ve come for a social visit?” I don’t answer or move, but he laughs to himself and continues “I’m joking, I’m joking. Now, everything looks fine, so go ahead and lay down. I’ll make sure you give birth to healthy babies.”

I follow the man’s instruction and get in my normal position for giving birth on the ground. I can’t see my screens, so I don’t know how many to expect this time. It’s making me a bit anxious, but the man in white clothes kneels beside me and rubs my head. “Now Orange, there’s nothing to worry about here. William may be in charge of the farm, but as a physician I’m here to look after mothers like you.” His words calm me for some reason, and I start pushing out the first baby.

Once it’s out, he picks it up and shows it to me, and I have to try really hard to not smile. He says “Lucky us, it seems like we’ll have one more dairy cow for the barn. I wasn’t sure you still had it in you after the last five times you came. The bulls are important too, but everyone loves our cows.” I don’t feel like I have another baby in me, which is strange. I guess whatever race I am only has one at a time? I keep getting called cow, so I’m guessing that’s the race, since Orange is probably what they think my name is. Not very inventive, but I guess mom named me after an orange colored gem, so I won’t fault them too much for it. I also won’t be correcting them since my unconscious body wouldn’t have.

The man then takes the baby girl to a bin of water and washes the filth off of her. “Orange hair like your mother, I think I’ll name you Manda, for my favorite cute little oranges.” the man says, placing the now clean baby on a tiny bed with wooden bars around it. He then walks over and helps me stand, saying “Okay Orange, we’re all done here. Go get washed up and head back to William’s room.” I stiffly turn away from him and walk back through the barn. I hear the slapping of flesh and moans, male and female in origin, as I pass.

When I get back through the doors of the house I started in, passing the guard outside, I head in a different direction. My instincts telling me it’s where I should go. I soon reach a room with a bin of water and a cloth. I sigh inside since I was hoping the place where I had to clean would be nicer than this. Well there’s nothing I can do about it, so I grab the cloth and wash myself. The sweat under my large breasts particularly nice to get clear.

As I ascend the stairs again, the woman in the weird clothes is nowhere to be seen, and I quickly make my way back to William’s room. When I enter, I stiff my body and announce “Master, reporting one dairy cow born. This slave is ready for your seed again.” I see the man look up from his desk and smile saying “Oh that’s great. Steve has been wanting to break one in, and I think he’s deserved it.” He stands up, pushing his chair back under the desk ordering “The crafter came by while you were out and delivered your new collar. Stand still while I put it on.”

I stand still as he walks up to me with a metal collar, and then closes it around my neck. I feel a little weaker as it’s put on, and I’m guessing it’s a slave collar. I wonder why I didn’t have one on before, and needed a new one. He steps back and grins saying “It looks great on you Orange, now get my cock ready for fucking.” I understand what he wants somehow and get on my knees in front of him

*Lewd Scene*

As I pull down the man’s pants, his average sized cock pops out, still mostly limp. I follow my instincts and lick the tip of it 3 times while massaging the base with my hand. After that I place my lips around just the tip and suck. As it starts to grow, I rub it with my hand some more, and then slowly inch my mouth forward, wrapping more of his growing length in my lips. It doesn’t taste like cum this time, so I guess he washed it while I was gone. That’s considerate of him, so I start moving my tongue around the length of his cock in my mouth. He grabs what I now know to be my horns, and moans “Yeah, you still got it Orange.”

After pulling my face against him using my horns a few times, he pushes back my head forcing his cock out of my mouth. As drool drips down the side of my lips he orders “Tangent X, Now tell me who’s a good cow, and I’ll give you a hard fucking.” I hear his order, and panic a bit since my instincts aren’t guiding me on what to do. I think quickly and answer “I’m a good cow master.” I see him grin and then pull me up by my horns.

After tossing me on the bed he orders “Now get on your back and spread your legs for me.” I don’t know why the instincts aren’t helping anymore, but luckily it’s not a difficult order, so I lay on my back and spread my legs invitingly. He climbs on the bed, kneels in front of me naked, and continues “Now spread your pussy lips for me and beg for my cock.” That’s not a problem, so I lower both of my hands and use my fingers to pull my lower lips to the side. I then beg “Master, I want your big cock inside of me, please give it to me.” I try to sound as genuine as I can, and it seems to work, since he laughs and says “This is going to be so much fun. Here’s the cock you wanted so bad slut.”

His penis plunges into me and I moan, since that’s what happened last time when I still had the instincts. It probably helps my acting that it actually does feel kind of good. After thrusting a few times, William grabs my shaking breast with a hand and squeezes it saying “Fuck, your tits are mesmerizing to watch. Tell me who’s my slut.” I moan “I’m your slut, fuck me harder master.” He starts thrusting his cock into me faster in a rhythm and I’m actually starting to feel it. Usually he’d finish soon, so I try to put on the usual pleading voice and ask “Don’t stop master, I love how your big throbbing cock feels inside of me.”

He lets out a little chuckle, his breathing a bit more strained than when he started. “Damn, I’m so glad I thought to program in this tangent, it’s fucking awesome.” he says, so I think I’m doing a good job at getting fucked. I’ve slept with a few men and Ruby, so it’s not that hard to tell what they want. Luckily, he seems to want to continue fucking, and as his shaft pushes my insides to the side, over and over again, I start to approach my climax. I say “It’s so good master, stay at that speed.” he leans forward and locks lips with me. I’m surprised, but I know how to kiss too, and have my tongue play with his after it invades my mouth.

I finally reach the edge and can feel myself about orgasm, but he stops thrusting and pulls his head away from the kiss. He looks in my eyes and says “I think Slut is a good new name for you, say your name is Slut, and I’ll fuck you so hard your brains melt from pleasure.” I’m extremely frustrated, but answer “My name is Slut now master, so please keep fucking me. I’m so close.” in a begging tone. He says “That’s right, now take my dick you slut.” before grinning and starting the same tempo as before. I soon get pushed over the edge.

My body shakes and one of my legs seems to raise on it’s own, my toes curling in pleasure. I breathe heavily as I come down from my ecstasy, and the man says “That was a good one Slut. I hope you have more of those in you, because I’m not done yet.” The man who calls himself my master then plunges himself back into my sensitive slit.

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Two hours later

I climb off of William and slide down between his legs. As I start to lick and suck cum and my own fluids off of his cock, he says between breathes “Okay Slut… that’s all I have for… your needy pussy. Once you finish… cleaning me, get washed and meet me at the barn.” I finish it up and answer “Yes master.”

As I’m washing up with the cloth in the room downstairs I wonder why I’d be going to the barn. I haven’t been awake long though, so it might be normal. I still haven’t gotten that instinctive feeling back, but luckily I remember my way to the barn. When I get to the back of the barn again after traveling through the yard and past the cows having sex, I see William there with the doctor. I stand in the same spot I did earlier today. I’m glad I had to give birth while I still had the feelings, or they might have found out I wasn’t under control anymore.

“Okay Slut, after your name change I decided to give you a brand so everyone will know you’re my Slut.” William says, walking over to a bucket of hot coals, and pulling out a metal rod. I see the end of the rod is red hot, and has a design of some kind. “Now hold still, at your tier this shouldn’t hurt a bit.” I sure hope he’s right, because that looks really painful. I wonder where he’s going to touch me with it, but he pauses while standing behind me and says “You know, I’ve realized I don’t need to own a Slut like you in order for you to have sex with me.”

I’m confused why he’s bring that up, but he continues “You can remove ownership if the owner is willing. All you have to do is say out loud ‘I request to be free’, and I just accept. After that we can fuck like normal people.” I’m shocked, was it really that easy the entire time? The way he’s talking makes me think he figured out I’m awake, but doesn’t know I’m free of him already. It must have been while we were having sex. If I say it, then it will be Opal who accepts, but I’ll still be free, and maybe get access to my screens… So I should play along.

He continues by ordering “Slut, I order you to say ‘I request to be free’.” My other body is in a dungeon, since I didn’t want to worry my wife with my moans. William really knew how to push my buttons sexually, so I told Opal I wanted to think about something in private. She’s the best wife. After all this is over I’ll tell her what happened with William, but she had just gotten me back after a long time. I couldn’t exactly admit I was having fun getting fucked by a slaver.

I say “I request to be free.” and shortly after I’m guessing mom got the message and accepted because I hear a chime for the first time since I woke up. I sigh in relief and William shouts “Ha! Got you Slut!” I feel a small pain on my ass and look back. He has poked my ass with the burning metal. He continues “Now you’re mine again. You thought I wouldn’t know when the system annulled our marriage and stripped my ownership of you?” He laughs again and I panic, checking the screen that just came up. No no no please no…

Congratulations!

Your Owner Opal, has agreed to give up your ownership.

You are now free again to decide your own fate

Good luck Player!

William has branded you using (Magical Brand)

Forcible ownership failed: Brand creator too low tier

“Hey, why didn’t I get a screen?” I hear William say as I stand frozen in place by confusion. It says it failed because he’s too low tier? Wouldn’t he know that already? I stay still and hope he doesn’t notice, quickly checking my Status to see if I can possibly fight my way out. Two important things stick out to me...

Name: Slut

Age:438

Class: (9)Servile Goddess Level 12

Health:64540/54540 Mana:63200/63200 Stamina:124780/124780

Strength:6476 Vitality:6454 Endurance:6239

Dexterity:6190 Intelligence:6232 Wisdom:6320

Free Points: 23,060

The fact that the system actually changed my name because I said that I wanted to during sex, is hardly important when I see that I only have one class… and it’s 9th tier. What are those crazy stats? At least my age is still what it should be... “Well whatever, she’s not moving again, and she’s quiet like she should be. Doc, get the injection ready for her. Slut, apologize for divorcing me. After that I might just make you my wife ag-” William starts to say, but can’t finish the sentence because of the whole, being a blood stain on the barn’s wall, thing. The collar got in the way of him choking me during sex earlier, so he took it off. I’m not sure if he’d be as dead if I only had 25%, not the normal 50% of my stats.

I sigh since he awakened a way for me to enjoy sex more, it’s a shame he had to try and take me from Mom.

-POV End-