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The world had changed, after the Grimm had been exterminated. Not a single Huntsman really had to raise their weapon to defend their homestead, even with the world being somewhat peaceful now, especially after the Human Rights Act had been enacted, condemning the Faunus race to slavery. 

Exploitation would remain a firm thing throughout the world of Remnant, and the Faunus were hunted and enslaved mercilessly, letting not a single one escape the chains. 

Jaune Arc was one of the humans blessed with land from an ancestral title, a stretch of farmland that provided a bountiful harvest. As the sole son of eight children, he had been allowed to inherit the farm and the land it came with, while his family had moved to the big city, the Human Rights Act, or HRA, giving him a tithe of three Faunus slaves at the least.

He had bought one of his childhood friends, Velvet and her mother Megan, enslaved after the HRA had been finalized into law in the Kingdoms. There was supposed to be another one, but he hadn’t purchased another yet, having wanted to properly set up the farm first.

Three slaves, logically, would be enough for a farmer to till the fields, but he worked together with them, rather than treating them much different. His own sister Saphron had her own personal grooming slave and her wife Terra had a personal Faunus attendant.

“Here’s your soup, Master Jaune.”

Megan’s voice was quietly amused, as the large bowl of soup was placed in front of him, the woman’s ample curves moving a little with wobbles, as she looked him over. He wasn’t going to lie, Velvet was as shy as the day that he’d met her, but her mother was different from her, her hands running through his hair. 

“You know that you don’t have to call me that, you know?”

Working the field was personally a great thing for him, as he wanted to do something useful, his burgeoning adulthood of near-eighteen making him feel like he should provide, before a wife would be picked. The stables that were attached to the old farmhouse were where the slaves had been kept, the time before the Great War, and it served as the house for the slaves right now, since Humans and Slaves were kept in different housing, as per the law. 

Of course, the HRA had met some resistance, but Jaune was not someone that rocked the boat too much. 

“Still, it would be untoward for a slave to refer to her master as anything but… My little Velvet will also have to serve you, Master Jaune.”

The curves that were captured by the thinnest of fabrics showed that Megan ‘Meg’ Scarlatina was someone who had a lot of meat on her, from the thick hips to the breasts that bounced and wobbled with the steps she took, speaking in a tone of voice that held confidence. 

She had been a constant source of late-night ‘pondering’ in the toilet, with plenty of his seed splattering over the porcelain throne, his body already adjusting to the heat that would come in the summertime, as late spring was slowly fading from the lands, with the field to be sowed in a few days time. 

He drank the soup, it being a little lukewarm, not too hot for his mouth but also not too cold, his attention directed solely towards the consumption, as he finished up and then repeated himself back at them. 

“You still don’t have to call me that.”

Meg was a tease, a damn tease, as she coquettishly covered her mouth, as if she heard something funny. Velvet usually wore a full set of clothing but her mother… definitely was not fond of much. The cloth wasn’t badly woven of course, he had some budget for that, but seeing the straining bust that was already pressuring the fabric to such a point where it was already on the verge of popping out was definitely… tormentous.

“Would you rather I call you stud-muffin? That’s my little Velvet’s term of endearment, Master… I am grateful that you feed us our daily slop… Our daily meal …”

Saying it like that was just grating, on more than just his patience, as the processed Faunus feed had enough nutrition to keep the body healthy and the mind worn down. 

He grabbed the salt and just doused it with it before officially handing it to the Faunus for their ‘feed’. 

Animal husbandry and slave mastery wasn’t much of a change, and Meg did not complain, even if it was a bit too salty. 

That it wasn’t fit for human consumption he kind of didn’t pay much heed, taking enough from the sellers’ market to feed the slaves, taking the amount that had been allotted. Proper feeding of your Faunus was important, allegedly, though he had tasted it… and it was gross, though Velvet said something about it tasting like clover.

“Jaune… We don’t mind, you know? Even if we’re slaves, I still like being of service to you. Mom…”

Meg didn’t want any of that blathering, and Jaune felt her breasts pressing against his back as she massaged him gently, letting out a soft little groan at the touch, as she worked on his skin, letting out a little groan that came from the depths, his body already working with a sexual frustration, only with the woman slowly massaging the sore shoulder muscles. 

“Listen to her, Jaune. She’s wanting to serve you, in all the ways that a slave should. My little Velvet is trying to show you that she wants to have a little bit more touchy-touchy with her playmate from before the HRA.”

Velvet made a flustered squeaking sound, turning red. 

“I- He’s my friend, mom. He’s my friend, I’m- I don’t want to make him uncomfortable.”

Velvet looked great no matter what, Jaune had to admit, the lapine ears standing upright and ready, before he felt her mother lightly squeeze down on his neck, a moan from his mouth coming unbidden and unwelcome, as he felt the sharp hiss from his own lips as she pushed a knot out of the way, the muscles slowly relaxing, but something else… not quite relaxing, instead growing harder and harder. 

“Look at that, Master Jaune. She wants to make you very comfortable. Do you like being massaged like this?”

Jaune just groaned, as his very stiff erection tried to rip out of his pants, his cock already rising to the occasion, as she rubbed her breasts against his beck. 

“I… I think I need to go to the bathroom. Thank you for the food.”

He left quicker than he should have, almost stumbling and hitting the door, Jaune going to the bathroom and whipping his stiff cock out, the veined monstrosity standing so hard that it was almost jumping with every heartbeat that went through him, the large head drooling a thin droplet-like strand of pre-seed, the heat that lingered on his back, remembering how good it had felt to feel Meg’s breasts rubbing against his back. 

He shouldn’t be treating the Faunus like this, his morals were probably different, but Meg was one hot older woman, letting his hand stroke over the hard shaft, groaning at the feeling of pleasure that shot through his lower body.

‘I didn’t really need this.’  

His mother had warned him about this, but the warm desire to burst that seed all out over the toilet bowl was leading him, knowing that it was just him with two women, one of them a mother. 

‘She’s so soft and spongy…’  

And stacked. You couldn’t forget those womanly breasts, Velvet’s voice hesitant still, but Meg’s full of confidence, his cock throbbing with every tug that he gave to the thick shaft, his breathing growing more intense, louder and needier, knowing how it felt to have his cock ready to blow. 

Those hips of hers filled out just right with that butt of hers busy bouncing, just like other parts of her did. 

‘I’m going to have a bit of trouble here…’  

If she bent over just a little more, or if her body wasn’t just so appealing, his erection might go down easily, and he’d play it off as just a bit of ease, not the raging erection that was threatening to blast seed all over the toilet now, his breathing growing heavier, as he started to really work on getting off, his breath coming out in dark gasps, as he knew that it was wrong for one thing, knowing that human-Faunus couplings were hardly tolerated, as you didn’t sleep with animals. 

Even if the animals themselves were hot and smoking in their looks, Velvet and her mother both possessed womanly curves. 

‘Just a bit of confidence for Velvet…’  

A soft touching of that nice pert butt of hers, a little smaller than her mother’s own, but still firm, her eyes having that trust in him, trust that he wouldn’t want to shame. 

“Are you alright, Master Jaune?”

Megan’s voice came from behind the door and his erection leapt in his hands, jerking it harder, trying to get off, so they wouldn’t have to see his shamefully hard cock. 

“I’m fine. Just a bit of nervousness, you know.”

Fap.

Fap. 

Fap. 

Jerking his cock, knowing that the woman was just behind the other side of the door, as she spoke in that motherly tone. His mother had talked very briefly with the woman before she’d let him stay here, and what had been said was still a mystery to him, but his throbbing hard dick right now needed relief, his balls already boiling with the seed that was brewing, as he gasped softly. 

“Just relax, Master Arc. I’ll massage you again a little later. It will feel better once the knots are done for and your back is smooth again.”

Those large breasts bouncing and wobbling, as her fingers rubbed over his back and his skin, and Jaune lost it, gasping and groaning softly, the ropes of seed splattering all over the toilet, even hitting the raised toilet seat with the heavy chunky spunk-ropes, the smell of it heavy, but Jaune just groaned. 

“I’ll… hah, I’ll take that in mind, Megan. Thank you.”

They were slaves, they were his responsibility, but he didn’t want to feel like he was someone who would be considered ‘mean’ by standards of humanity. He didn’t hit them, nor did he treat them too badly, he just did what he could to make them comfortable enough.

He wasn’t sure whether it would even work out if he had to go and deliver stuff to the city, with how the farm was situated, with only the company of his best buddy Velvet and her mom, two women that definitely had struck gold in the butt and chest department, Velvet’s ass making his cock grow hard again just remembering how tight the clothing wrapped around it. 

‘I don’t think I should…’  

It wouldn’t be a good thing to meander about, knowing how things worked with the government after the HRA had been passed by the kingdoms, expectations of a farmer to produce at least some yield from their field, mandated by the times of war in the past, before the Grimm had disappeared. 

Jaune knew that he should at least get two or more products that he could be selling in some short time, a few blocks of wood already prepped for the winter-time carving of ornaments. Selling those that you made when you had the time when the snows came would be enough small income to at least prove his worth. 

‘Complicated…’

But it was honest work. 

He emerged from the toilet a minute and a half later, wiping his cock off with some tissues and then flushing the toilet, Megan giving him that warm, trusting look as she brushed over his body with her hands, 

“I’ll get you right and ready for bed, we’re going to the market tomorrow, aren’t we?”

She was a bit like his mother at times, more concerned with him getting enough sleep rather than the effect she had on his rather deprived cock, wobbling and teasing with her sheer presence arousing his interest, a small smile on his lips, as he looked at the sword and shield that had been put up there on the wall as a stop-gap measure for if there were some bandits, his body built firm and strong, though there was little fear of those, as the surroundings were relatively free of encampment of those criminals, with the remnants of the proud Faunus forces enough to make the farmers occasionally note the shadows in the dark, since the Faunus revolutionaries were out on the prowl at night, most of the time. 

‘Just a bit more…’  

“We are going, yes. I’ve got a few things to buy. More food for you guys… I mean, human stuff tastes a bit weird for you, doesn’t it?”

Megan gave a short nod. 

“Processed… Like eating rubber. It doesn’t taste great, but with salt it’s bearable. You’re treating us well, Master Jaune.”

He didn’t think they should be mistreated, after all. 

“I’ll try…”

He wasn’t sure whether he could, but he had to be the one that kept things going. His family wasn’t dependent on him making money, since they had enough of that themselves, but this place was peaceful and he was able to have a bit of peace here, so there was that for incentive…

“Good night, Velvet, Megan. I should probably get to bed early.”

He felt a little exhausted, maybe due to the busty bunny deciding to bounce around, letting that nice butt of hers wobble and bob a little with every step she made, her attention directing towards the clearing-up of things, as he got himself ready for bed. 

Bed, which involved getting into the pyjamas that had been laid out, and Megan giving him a few compliments about how he was shaping up to become the man of the house, through the grace of whatever gods were listening not letting his manhood whip up at the praise, before he let his head hit the pillow, trying to banish the thoughts from his mind. 

Little did he know, his life was to change a lot within a short amount of time. 

Velvet Amber Scarlatina, aged around seventeen-eighteen, uncertain to the exact amount, looked at her mother as she stripped herself down, Jaune having been retired to bed. 

It was hard to describe how much relief it had brought her to know that her owner would be the boy that she’d grown up with, before the HRA was enacted and there was slavery on the future calendar for any Faunus, because of the division between Humanity and the Faunus. 

“Mom…”

She was shy. Shy and not able to really tell the young man that she felt things for him that were more than a friend. 

He tried his best to hide it, of course, but to her, it was very visible. 

His hormones and his pheromones were overflowing, every time she came close. Her nipples hardened and her body started to produce her own pheromones, as she looked at him not as a friend, but rather something more. 

“I know, Velvet. He’s in bed now. Please, shed that clothing… We’ve got to make sure that you are properly cleaned.”

A bathing ritual of sorts, one of the things that she and her mother did before they went to bed every night, of spreading their body and letting it be cleansed. Some sort of ritual from the once-Nation of Menagerie, where the pools had been deep and the oral tradition had been lost now, but her body no longer feeling as soiled as when the time had been to be sold. 

She had prepared herself to be used by an owner that sought only harsh labor, or worse than harsh labor. 

There were things a woman could do for a man, as her mother’s body was more mature than hers, more experienced than her in ways that she had not been. Virginal, her mother was not, as she was the evidence of that, but her mother had a way about her, a looseness that Velvet could not emulate. 

“I… I worry he’d find someone else.”

Her mother knew about her feelings. His mother knew about her feelings too. It had been hard not to see the woman giving her that small knowing motherly smile and then patting her head, the woman not really having much of an opinion on slavery, but not really condoning the thought of Jaune mistreating them in any fashion. 

“He’s not going to drop a cute girl like you so easily, Velvet. Trust me, he’s been looking, we’re the only two Faunus here on this farm, and he’s not the type that would go into town and find himself a prostitute…”

Velvet gave her mother a consternated face, as the thought was horrible. Jaune was not the smallest! He was tall, lanky, his manhood was- 

She’d peeked a few times, and it was easily as big as her arm. He would make any prostitute a loose hole for life! Her mother had said that boys liked a nice butt, but she was still a little insecure. 

“Now, don’t think too hard about that, Velvet… He’s Jaune, where would he be pulling a whole bucketload of Faunus out of? He’s not some charming man… Well, if he got a bit more confidence and grew a beard… I like beards.”

Velvet’s ears straightened in shock, as her mother gave a womaly laugh. 

“I’m just teasing you, Velvet. I don’t have designs on him… He’s old enough to be my son…”

But her mother definitely would want to try if things could go in that direction. Velvet had already wondered whether it had skipped a generation since she wasn’t like her mother, who had barely kept one boyfriend after the other, needing company from a man without any sort of stopping.

“You should stop covering up… Show him the goods. A man likes what he sees, and he’ll like what he sees with you.”

Already, the thought had occurred to her. Her own mother wore less clothing than she would normally have worn out in public, simply because she wanted to get attention. Velvet wanted attention as well, but the feeling of having all of that attention still made her awkward, knowing that Jaune would talk to her if she asked, but shyness continued to rule her, as she breathed in slowly, knowing how much work it would be if she were to have to go and dress… nicely. 

“But- But…”

He was Jaune. 

Her friend, best friend, really, owner now…

“He’s a man, Velvet. You’re a woman. He’s nice and kind to you, he’s kind to me, and sometimes, a woman needs a man like a drowning man needs a life preserver.”

Velvet wondered about that, running her hands over her breasts. Not her best feature, she had to admit, her mother outclassing her there, but she hoped that… that he’d understand. 

‘Maybe if I… if I try?’  

He was her master now and her owner, and her former best friend… and a close contender for ‘that special someone’ because she was confused and a little awkward now, knowing how the chips were to fall.

He’d have a lover. He’d forget about her, and her mother. 

There’d be a human baby popping up and she’d have to see him be happy with another woman. 

She would be a spinster, unloved and forgotten, there to watch over the family like some ancient fossil, trying to remember the good times and-

“Velvet, calm down. You’re having an anxiety attack again… Just relax, okay?”

She didn’t think she could. He would be putting that big thing inside some other woman that wasn’t her, her mother was not going to stop him because he held all the power, she’d have to watch as he’d have sex with another woman and-

Smack.

Her mother smacking her butt shocked her to attention, as she looked at her mother. Her ass jiggled a little from the impact, as her mother spoke up urgently.

“Breathe in, Velvet. You’re not going to stop worrying about him, but he’s a man, you know? You’ll be the girl that he comes home to, even if he does find a human partner. He’s a farmer now, not the boy that wore a dress when you first met him, you know? He’s caring for both of us.”

Velvet supposed her mother was right on that respect, letting out a tense sigh, knowing her overreaction probably was enough. 

“But watching him while he’s having sex… naughty, naughty… Maybe there’s a little voyeur in my daughter after all.”

She blushed and squeaked at her mother, knowing that it was embarrassing enough to think it, let alone admit it. 

Velvet was sure that Jaune wouldn’t mind it if she helped a bit… It was perhaps not good to be all that backed up… right? 

“Listen to me, Velvet. If you want to get your man, you do two things. Blow him to heaven or to go the slow route and blow his mind… okay, maybe that is a little similar, but you know… you don’t have to think about it too hard. What’s Jaune going to do, come and bring in a truckload of slaves to compete with?”

Velvet knew that it would definitely not be the case. 

That’d make things hard on her own chances with the blonde farmer.

“Get in, get in- For the love of the Brother Gods, get the fuck into my truck.”

It had been the wrong thing to do. It definitely had been the wrong thing to do, knowing that it was wrong and wrong and- 

‘I stabbed someone.’  

They’d died too. There had been a transport that had been stranded, full of slaves. One of them had been mistreated, in the process of trying to fix the rear axle through brutish Faunus strength, a redhead, getting herself beaten with a flanged mace by some sort of brutish ginger transportation worker. 

He’d stopped and gotten his sword and shield off the passenger seat, and then moved in, trying to defuse things. Animal abuse was still abuse and he wasn’t going to let a Faunus die in front of him, since he had to go and get stuff for his own. 

A heated exchange later, and his blade had just.. Slipped. The sound that the guy had made when it’d come out the other end had been horrible, but he wasn’t going to go and have time to do that. 

‘Robbery… Yeah, there were bandits around, weren’t there?’  

He had heard something on the news about the bandits settling here, a bit further out. The blood on his blade wasn’t going to get off anytime soon, as the Faunus looked stunned at him, nervous and scared, but he was more alert than he’d been. 

‘I killed someone. Oh Gods, I killed someone.’  

He’d just been pointing out the abuse, not- 

‘It went in so easily. Is this how it’s going to end for me?’  

They were slaves. They were marked with the collars and not yet properly marked yet. 

‘No ownership marks… Good, that means that they’re freshly caught and thus part of the Faunus people that wanted to be free, so there are no marks of ownership yet-’  

It would not be hard to help them out a bit. Make them get something, and then-

“Why are you staying inside? Get the fuck into my truck, come on! I’ll- I don’t know. There’s one of you currently bleeding out- whatever- Just get out, you damn animals!”

Adrenaline had made him shout, and they obeyed, thankfully. Two cat Faunus that were mother and daughter, golden-hued eyes that looked similar, and the daughter having longer hair, as well as the thin-looking girl with a ponytail, and a cat Faunus with a weird hair color that made Jaune wonder whether it was bubblegum pink or not, as well as a darker-skinned Faunus who was chained to the wall with cuffs and a muzzle. 

‘Someone bad, or someone big…’  

He didn’t know, but stress was rushing through his body like a fire that had been lit on a prairie, his body moving quickly, as he grabbed his blade and hacked at the chains, sliding the forged steel sword through the chain and cleaving through the metal easily, freeing the woman up. 

“Get out, to my truck. Get the hell out of here, before more people come.”

He was running on adrenaline, he was running on more things than that, as the three cat Faunus moved immediately, following his commands. He’d apologize to them later for being rough, but right now, he’d killed a man, he’d killed a man and it had been so easy, the redhead needed some help with her own situation as it was. 

‘I need to get them out… I need to get them out and I need to get out.’  

Thankfully, it was starting to rain. The rain would cover the tracks, it would wash them away, the dry soil probably clumping together, if the water went from the asphalt to the ditches… 

“Can you move? Here, let me get you up.”

The tiger Faunus batted his hand away, growling at him like some animal. Jaune didn’t think it too surprising, given that she’d been held captive with more restraints. 

“Sienna, come- He’s not here to harm us, I think. Hope. Come on, we need to get out of here.”

The elder Cat Faunus spoke, as he backed out, knowing that he had to be fast to make sure that the truck would be on the way back to the farm. 

‘If I hadn’t left a little bit later thanks to sleeping in…’  

It had been dumb luck, really. He’d been thinking about going early, but delays had made him not be able to get out of bed due to a serious case of not wanting to get up until at least three hours past his alarm clock ringing. 

Velvet had woken him up, and he’d had the time to get behind the wheel without even getting lunch. 

‘Going to the market is out for now…’  

He drove, once he’d gotten into the truck again, one of the Faunus sitting in the passenger side, the others in the truck bed, the sacks used for getting the stuff he needed covering them a little, their redheaded friend unconscious with a head wound. 

‘I’m going to jail for murder at least… Nobody should find out.’  

“So, Mister… You did a brave thing.”

The older cat woman spoke, her daughter in the truck bed, as the older woman seemed to have some sort of control, through maturity or simple seniority. Jaune wasn’t a faunusologist, so he knew nothing about their hierarchy, so his body just continued to burn with the tension that came from within, knowing that he’d killed someone that was hurting someone else. 

‘I’m a murderer… I’m a murderer, I murdered someone.’  

He’d done it to save someone from being hurt, so that evened it out. 

“I couldn’t let you all get hurt, even if you’re slaves.”

The older woman’s body was curvy, he noted, only when he was turning into the driveway that led to the farm, the acre already looking like it would need to be dug again, Jaune parking the car, and taking a moment to gather his wits. 

‘I should- There wouldn’t be tracks, right?’  

He’d put the body of the guy somewhere in the ditch at the side, out of sight, the door shut, so there’d be little chance of people inspecting it. With how little traffic the place had, it might be a few hours, maybe half a day before they had to see anything or anyone. 

“Mister… What do you want to do? We’re with the resistance, and Sienna, our… well, she was the leader, but now not so much… Can we leave?”

‘I’m going to be in so much shit if they catch me…’  

He could hide the weapon easily. It had a shifting mechanic for the shield, so it would be easy to just stuff in a box under the dust, and pretend it hadn’t been used by him. 

Age and general lack of apparent use would easily disprove of it being used to kill someone. 

“Ah- I don’t know. I’m- I killed someone today, but- Your friend, she needs to have help. Alright- Velvet! Megan!”

The two Faunus came when he called, thankfully. He wasn’t someone that liked to be too bossy, not really having the personality for it, nor having much care for it, but this was a crisis situation. Velvet hesitated, but Megan seemed to immediately get the situation under control, maybe due to her age and somewhat world-wise manner, or just recognition of people in dire straits. 

“These Faunus here are on the run, and I picked them up on the side of the road and- And they need help. The redhead-”

The busty redhead, Jaune mentally corrected, was still looking a little out of sorts, though she was half-conscious. 

“We’re going to need to get her checked out and then, we need to do something- I- the stables, we can keep them in the stables, and-”

People wouldn’t check the stables for livestock, after all. Slaves that were in stables were regulated, but he was a farmer of the land, not a dairy farmer-

‘We’ve got some stuff from when there were cows there… Maybe I can spin it like that-’  

A few hoods for cows, too big for the heads of the Faunus, but if the people weren’t looking- 

‘My brand- Shit, if it’s unbranded Faunus, they’ll- Okay, think… think about it rationally, jaune. Velvet has my brand, Meg has my brand, these Faunus are unbranded, so they are technically the property of the state, so I will have to mark them and brand them…’  

Disgusting, primitive ways of thinking, but there was no need for him to hide that bit of the gruesome world from them. Free Faunus they might be, but if he was caught with free Faunus, he’d get shot alongside of them. 

“Alright, Master Jaune… Come, bring her along, you there with the stripes and the older lady- Come on, move it. We’re going to get this little cow missy to the stable, Velvet, make sure that the Master is alright. There’s blood on his shirt.”

It wasn’t his own blood, he knew, but still, the thought brought horror back to his mind, seeing the daughter of the elder cat woman and the weirdly colored cat Faunus, their bodies nice and firm, full and healthy, barely clothed due to the slave transport, and the dusky-skinned Faunus woman with her friend carrying the redhead away, spotting the ponytailed girl giving him a judgmental, definitely not friendly look. 

“Are you okay?”

Velvet asked, and Jaune nodded. He was okay again, at least. He was okay again, for a moment, for a bit… and he felt nervousness shoot through him at the feeling of being restrained like this. 

“I’m- Oh Gods, I killed someone. I didn’t want to- but he was hurting them and-”

Velvet hugged him, holding on to him, her body rubbing against him as she held him, and one of them spoke up. 

“Thanks for saving us, mister. We’d probably have been sold off at the auction a little later… Or used as an example. Sienna is the leader, and Eve, her second in command, is the woman that’s being carried to the stables.”

He nodded, feeling nervousness shoot through him. 

“I’ve got to brand you- It’s property rights, you see? If you’re unowned and you’re on my farm, I’d get a fine, or worse, get everyone taken away.”

A fine would be affordable, but the latter was usually a death sentence, since licenses for slaves were harder to get, unless you had land or a noble title. 

It would be rough to explain to his family about the situation, though they had his back at every point in time, no matter the circumstances at this moment, he was sure that they would love him regardless of anything happening.

'I’d better keep it to myself…’  

The less people that knew, the better. It was normal for a farmer to have multiple slaves, after all. Three was what he’d get from the Kingdom for being a farmer, so as to save on labor costs, but it would be a good thing for him to get the brand ready and brand them. 

Property was property, and if they came to check…

Well, they all had brands. 

That would make them property, regardless of what they’d done before and it would solve a few things, save for the fines… but that was just what exactly would be needed to make all of it go away. 

The transfer manifesto that had been up front on the dashboard probably had a copy somewhere, but the number of Faunus on his farm was now 8, so that would be a slight deviation from the 6 that had been slaves on the transport.

‘Without any brands, they’re the escaped slaves… With the brands, they’re property.’  

He’d probably get in hot water with them for suggesting it, but he had to try. 

“Branding us, huh… Well, it does make sense… Blake, make sure that it goes somewhere nice. Your butt’s nice and broad, it’ll fit there. You can put that brand… mhmm, my leg? Yeah, I think it’d go well on my leg.”

The chipper tone of voice for the odd cat Faunus was a change, as ‘Blake’ seemed to think about it for a moment before she sighed. 

“Eve’s hurt, so we need to be careful. We couldn’t travel, and they’d check the farm undoubtedly for us, so…”

The two Faunus that had carried the busty redheaded cow Faunus to the stables returned with Meg, who looked like she wasn’t very pleased with the results, the two senior Faunus giving each other looks, and the tiger Faunus seemed to let her cat Faunus friend speak. 

“We’re going to be branded, right? Megan said something about it, and… It would be a bad thing, but if we can avoid more senseless deaths, it’s worth it. You’re apparently a good Master.”

He hoped that he was, Megan flashing him a thumbs-up behind their back, clearly having given them a positive image of him. He was hardly surprised that she would have done so, being a very warm and open woman, and he took a deep breath. 

“I’ll… well, I guess it’s time to brand you then. Sorry about this.”

He really didn’t want to, but if he had to pick between going to jail for murder and Velvet and her mother being taken away with the other Faunus as appropriated property or branding some girls with his farm’s marking, he was going to be branding them like they were owned property. 

The smell of burning flesh reached his nostrils as the brand pressed against the skin, letting the scorch mark settle in, so it’d be a permanent fixture. Some farms let a tattoo be put upon their Faunus to mark them, but others used a brand, the older way of marking slaves from before the Great War. 

“It hurts… shit.”

Jaune pressed the heated brand against another Faunus, trying not to look away, as the flesh sizzled, that big butt of the dark-haired cat Faunus wobbling a bit with the brand pressing against it, and her mother presenting herself to him, pointing at her hip. 

“There, please. It will look better for me, Master Jaune.”

He did as she asked, the woman not flinching, looking somewhat warmly at him, before the darker-skinned Faunus was ushered forward by the woman, who winced a little with every step. 

“Put it on her stomach, below the navel. Sienna, you’ve had your tattoos for long enough, so the space is not available… Grit your teeth, it’s going to hurt.”

The woman gritted her teeth as he applied the searing hot brand, letting out a soft groan when he pulled the brand away, and then continuing on to Ilia, who turned her back to him. 

“Upper shoulder, human.”

He wasn’t going to complain, pressing the brand against her back and then letting the skin sizzle, pulling the brand away and letting it rest, before he turned to the last thing to do. Five had been branded, and number six was recovering. 

“Do we brand her as well while she is recovering?”

It would be better to have her branded immediately, he knew, but he wanted to know that she would be okay with it. The dusky-skinned Sienna gave a hiss at him, clearly telling him that the thought of it was not okay with her, but the older motherly cat gave a small nod. 

“A human that’s willing to rescue us from danger is certainly worth losing a little patch of skin over… If it keeps us safe, I’ll do the branding, Master. She will understand.”

Jaune hoped so. He turned around and gave Velvet a look that showed his hopelessness. 

“Velvet… Go and… I don’t know, go and get them settled in to the stables, I’m going to the marketplace.”

He had to buy the food for the Faunus, with the special carnivore food for the new slaves that he’d somehow obtained through sheer dumb luck, and it would give him a credible alibi for passing by. 

Even if the tracks hadn’t been removed by the rain, it would still be a sighting in town, and then something to give him a plausible reason to not be around for the body to be discovered.

“Meg, come with me.”

He was short and snappy, as the rabbit Faunus got into the truck with him, sitting on the passenger side, the weapon still on the passenger seat, bloodied with human blood. 

“I’ll wash this before we leave, master Jaune. Don’t worry, I’ll do a good job of it.”

Ten minutes later, they finally left. Jaune floored the gas, moving faster, past the transport that still stood by the side of the road, the body either not found yet, or the investigators already having moved along, Jaune getting to the market and starting the bidding process with one of the feed sellers. 

“I need two bags of feed for herbivores, and nine bags of feed for carnivores, Jack. I’ve got the Lien, so you’d better get me a bag free of charge for that.”

The salesman liked him, at least he thought so, and he got ten bags of carnivore feed, three bags of herbivore. The questions were different. 

“Finally got that third slave, huh? Miss Rabbit here seems to be perfectly healthy to me.”

Playing it off as a joke, Jaune just laughed. He didn’t feel like laughing, though.

“Got a few slaves from my family. Seven sisters, one of them married to an Argus tech girl… You know, you love em one day, you hate em the other, and the next, they’re just sending a package full of Faunus and tell you to deal with it.”

Acting normal felt like it was a dream, or a bad nightmare. Getting the bags of food into the back of the truck, he pulled the truck out of the parking space, leaving the market behind, and coming across three vehicles bearing the inspection force. 

“Halt- There’s been a raid on this cargo transport, and I’d like to know if you saw anything, sir.”

The officer looked tired and worn-down, Jaune nudging Meg. 

“We were down at the market up until now, getting feed for the slaves, sir. My Faunus here can confirm that we’ve got nothing here but feed for eight slaves. It’s hard working out here in the middle of nowhere, so I need all the help I can get.”

Meg acted like she perfectly knew what was fitting, responding as she should. 

“Master Arc was given a few slaves the day before yesterday, so he instructed me to haul the bags of feed so there would be no strain on his back.”

The officer nodded, and Jaune caught sight of a gurney being put into one of the vehicles, a cloth covering the dead body. 

“Poor fella… I thought it strange that the thing was parked by the side of the road, but you know, Faunus transports and stuff… Did they catch the bandits that did it?”

The officer made a curious sound. 

“Bandits? Are there mentions of bandits in the area?”

Jaune gave an affirmative nod. 

“Why yes, there were a few people down at the market that cautioned about it, just a week ago. Poor fella must’ve had them catch him off his guard… Frightful stuff. I’m glad I’ve got my rifle.”

It was loaded and back at his farm, as he had zero skill with it. Velvet was a good shot, though Meg definitely could shoot a deer at a three-hundred-yard range, for some reason. 

She called it ‘Wabbit season’ or something. 

He didn’t know. 

“Alright, have a good day, sir. We’ll be swinging by to do a check, if your farm’s up ahead. Mandatory inspection, you see? It might be a few days, since the possibility of a bandit camp just upped this above our pay grade… This sucks.”

Jaune continued along and parked at his farm, getting out of the car, Megan picked up one of the bags and started carrying it towards the stable, where the food was kept. 

10 kilogram bags of feed weren’t that easy to carry for him, but Faunus at least had sturdy bodies, as he carried another bag towards the stables, with the new Faunus getting out, the upbeat cat girl bouncing out. 

“Food! I smell food! You got food, great!”

Seeing her bounce up and down like an overactive upbeat cat was something of a marvel, as her breasts bounded and bobbed with every move she made. 

“Ah… Can you put it where the other bags are? I tried getting enough for you as carnivores…”

The bright smile on her face was enough, Jaune only noticing that she’d gotten into his personal space when she kissed his cheek enthusiastically. 

“That’s great! Aww man, we’re going to have food too! This may not be too bad, if we’re getting food and lodging for some work… Woohoo, we got food, girls!” 

Someone was enthusiastic, at the very least. 

Jaune just wondered whether it would be enthusiasm until the time for an inspector to come round came… 

‘I’ve got to fiddle with the paperwork first…’  

This would definitely be a long night’s work getting the paperwork filed for the Faunus on his farm, detailing traits and their features, as well as the locations of the brands. 

‘But at least I don’t need to have like, signatures…’  

It would be a nightmare if there had to be official signatures for purchased slaves, because forging one or two would be hard enough, let alone eight. 

It would all work out as well as it could. 

“I’ll go to the study.”

More like the punishment room, he guessed, as he made his way to the study, pulling out the forms.

‘Better file them twice…’  

Names would be fibbed. 

‘Blake’ would become Black, he’d have to figure out some names that would be not too obvious, yet still fitting. 

‘Sienna would become Sierra. Vocally similar, but distinct.’  

A bit of talcum powder should whiten her skin a bit, just to make her not resemble too much of what the investigators would be looking for. 

The mother-daughter combination of the two cat Faunus would be marked as mother-daughter, since there was no hiding that connection. 

The upbeat Faunus slave who hadn’t given her name yet would be given a name like Olga or something. She sounded like an Olga. 

He’d later find out that it was Neon, but right now, that didn’t matter very much. 

Three whole hours later and the taking of several pictures of the Faunus for facial shots to be included with the forms of ownership, storing the original files into the safe after printing the pictures to be included on the forms. 

‘As long as I own them…’  

He didn’t think much further, as he went for the kitchen, finding Megan and the older cat Faunus whose name he hadn’t caught yet, busy with cooking something. 

It smelled pretty good. 

“Master, she’s cooking something for you. Did you finish your paperwork?”

Jaune nodded, sitting down at the table and just letting everything slough off, tiredness finally hitting him. 

“It should be above board… It should be, at least. Damn…”

He was asleep before the food had even been served, too tired from the stress of the day, the adrenaline catching up to him, unaware that he was put to bed by Megan a little later. 

It had been what he’d done.

It would be enough.

This was commissioned work. 

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This is commissioned work.

Jaune woke up in the morning feeling restless. 

Restless, worried and quite frustrated, as he found his stiff raging erection threatening to almost poke through his bedsheets, forming a massive tent there, and he slowly got himself up, gingerly rubbing over that hard erection and letting the pleasure shoot out with that simple, gentle touch. 

It had been a whole day after he’d gotten more slaves than he could handle. More slaves than he should be able to handle, but he’d worked his ass off with the paperwork. 

‘Sierra’ ‘Olga’ ‘Black’ ‘Kali’ ‘Ella’ and ‘Nina’ were now official Faunus of his farm, with the inspection coming in the next few days. It was something that was skirting the edge of the law, which made it even harder, his cock even harder too, as their clothing had been ‘down-sized’. 

The cow Faunus was still unconscious, slowly mending herself while under the careful watch of her friends, the Faunus helping around the farm with the collars around their necks serving to show that they were owned property. 

“Master? Are you awake yet?”

Hearing Kali’s voice outside his bedroom door and remembering the older woman’s lovely body, the sweet smile on her face when she’d been informed that he’d come to be his property and be safe. 

He couldn’t do something so cruel to the Faunus that had their rights taken away, the HRA having the tight regulations on the use of Faunus. 

“Give me a minute, I’m nearly up.”

Already, his straining cock was making him want to have a quick moment of relief, but he had to get up.

The large slab of cockmeat bounced, as he got himself dressed, stuffing all of it into his pants, seeing Kali, wearing a converted sack as a shirt and sort-of-dress, her eyes looking at him with that quiet warmth in them. 

“Master, breakfast has been prepared. Sienna is taking care of Eve right now, Ilia has been preparing herself for a quick trip to the mountainside in search of some herbs for the food. Megan has decided that we’re going to be serving you something nice and filling for today’s dinner.”

Hearing that made him feel a sting of something that was desire, as he wondered whether he’d get to see the slave inspection today. They hadn’t really said anything about when they’d be coming, but they had to at least make a good sight for the HRA authorities. 

‘There’s the collars…’  

The clothing was not as important, they rarely made clothing for slaves, but hiding Sienna and Eve as the most prominent members…

‘Figuring something out about that.’  

“Thanks. Eh, did ‘Olga’ agree yet?”

He’d only made a brief introduction, the redheaded Faunus looking cautiously at him, still having the injuries on her body. 

“She did. It’ll be better for her to have some signs of being abused, I am already preparing something cosmetic using some household things… Megan was very helpful, you’ve got a good slave there.”

He wasn’t thinking of her as a slave, she was Velvet’s mom, and her… rather impressive, full breasts.

“Ah, she’s my- I used to be friends with Velvet before the HRA was enacted. I’m… Thanks. I’d be arrested for having illegal slaves if you were found here.”

He was taking a lot of chances, but he knew that it was probably a good thing that he did. Killing someone who was just doing their job was still a sin, something bad, but abusing people… slaves. 

Slaves, beautiful slaves, he had to acknowledge. 

“If we obey and we are good, we’ll go unnoticed, most likely. I’m not sure whether it would really work, but…”

A sack over the head, fastened so that it would look like a mask, and being placed in the stable, some old-fashioned milking apparatus fastened to them in order to properly show that they would be able to produce milk.

Some lact-aid would help… probably. 

‘Faunus milk…’  

A new product, but cows were hard to come by, especially with the Kingdom not liking the whole ‘loaning out cows to farmsteads outside of Kingdom limits.’ Ancient policies, since livestock were to be registered and owned, but still…

‘Thank god we used to have a few cows here…’  

It would be a bit of a rough sell, but he hadn’t offered it to the ladies yet. 

“We’re going to go and sow the field today, and we’re having Sienna and Eve- Sierra and Olga in the stables, hooked up. They’re probably the most noticeable out of you all. Ella and Nina will probably be the ones that would go mostly unnoticed. Cat Faunus are a dime a dozen.”

They were a common breed, so a mother-and-daughter combination would probably be a tally mark on a registry or something, as long as things were just put there… For ease of purchase, they usually were marked on the form as ‘mo-da’, which made it a MODA form, making it for ease of purchase of multiple slaves that were related. 

“I hope that we’ll be a dime of your dozen then, Master Jaune. I’ve been hearing good things about you from Megan.”

Her words brought a smile to his lips, as he remembered that Megan had always supported his desire to be a good owner, even if he made them work on the farm. 

“I’ll try. I don’t really agree with the HRA, but… you know? I don’t want to see you girls be abused.”

He saw the smile, before he went for breakfast.

There was food made for him, so he’d better eat it.

Velvet’s worries were growing, Neon busy with washing some of the potatoes for tonight’s meal. Already, Jaune was busy with settling the new Faunus in and she knew that it was important, but…

“Sooooo, you’re in love with the boss, aren’t you?”

She squeaked a little at the sudden question, Neon giving her a smile. It still felt a little new, having more than her mother around, and Neon was a chatty girl. 

“Ah- N-no? He’s my friend.”

He was a bit more than a friend. More than that, and the nervous worries were definitely growing, as her fellow slave nudged her. 

“Doesn’t stop you and your Mom from looking at him like he’s a snack…”

Jaune wasn’t like some of the people that were slave owners. He didn’t leer at her, or sexually use them, as some of the horror stories had went when they’d been prepared to be sold. He was her friend, and if he wanted… maybe a bit more than a friend. 

“H-hush. He’s our owner now, and- and you should be careful. He’s not so bad.”

Neon smirked at her and gave her that cocky grin that was too confident. 

“Hey, I’ve seen him with his shirt off, and you don’t need to say that twice. We’d been drawing lots to see who’d be the sacrificial gal to go and entertain the guy in the bedroom if you and your mother weren’t doing it.”

Her mother just chose that moment to enter, like the worst possible moment. 

“Oh, we weren’t doing what?”

‘Nooo! She’s going to tease me!’

Neon didn’t disappoint, as Velvet’s ears went straight and she looked at her mother, when Neon spoke up. 

“Making the boss get all happy. I swear, if you aren’t doing it, maybe we should? Blake said that she’d be rubbing that damn fine butt up and down his crotch and moan like a kitty if she wanted-”

Velvet found out that that had been a gross exaggeration only three days later, when she’d cornered Blake to ask for more information. 

“Oh, he’s not like that… But if he did press me and my daughter down, I don’t think we’d object, now do we?”

Velvet squeaked, turning redder and redder, her mother’s mature form bouncing a bit, as her mother’s hand stroked over her arm gently. 

“You’re going to be a good little slave for the Master, won’t you? She’s just shy, I know that Master Jaune will gladly put his hands on her and-”

“MOM!”

She squeaked at her mother, as she burned red. Jaune was her friend, her best friend, the one that owned her technically, a young man who wasn’t seeing anyone and who would probably be taking one of them to bed, and she wasn’t ready for that yet, she didn’t know why but they were challenging her and-

“Steam’s coming out of her ears… that normal, or is it because Master is hung like a damn donkey?”

Velvet blushed even redder, knowing that Jaune was… okay, she had glimpsed it a few times and it was thick and big and long and she hadn’t tried to think about it at all and-

“Yeah, she’s out of it. Your daughter’s not much for a thinking about the Master, is she?”

Her mother had the audacity to giggle, as if it wasn’t something right! Betrayal from her own mother! Velvet didn’t like it. She didn’t like it at all, as her mother’s eyes glanced at her. 

“Thinking about him… Oh, I don’t know. He’s pretty cute, you know? We’ll have to pull lots to see who gets the honor.”

Lots? For Jaune? 

Jaune didn’t need lots. She was more than enough for him! 

“Mom! He’s not-”

Imagining him touching her was nice. She blushed even deeper, imagining how it would be to be in bed with him. She’d never slept in the same bed as him before. She’d never dared to even think about him, with his blonde hair and his blue eyes and that rather large bulge that came when she was-

‘Oh.’ 

She definitely had to- she had to do something.

“He’s not what, Velvet? Our owner? The boy that you always worried about when you were young? The man who’s going to make you into a fully-fledged woman?”

Velvet turned redder, looking at her mother as she shared that bit of embarrassing information. Jaune was so warm and friendly, always willing to lighten the workload a little bit by helping out around the farm, feeding them their feed with no need for it. 

It was a bit harder to eat some of the food that Jaune was able to eat and digest, but she tried. It was kind of oily, and she didn’t like oily foods very much. 

“Mom…”

Meg tapped her forehead, giving a smile. 

“Don’t worry, he’s not going to go and storm into our room and order us to present our vaginas for him…”

Her mother’s head tilted, and her breasts bounced just a little bit. 

“If he did, I don’t think we’d object… He is rather cute, after all.”

Neon actually nodded, as if that made perfect sense. Velvet thought this was horrifying at the mere suggestion that he’d be-

‘I wouldn’t mind… He’d be gentle… Who knows, it might actually be nice?’

She wondered how it would feel to be with a man. Jaune. A man? Jaune’s her man. 

“Here she goes, my daughter’s thinking about her best friend’s groin… Don’t you think they go well together? Don’t pull lots, just let me and my daughter take the first go… if you’re all in the clear, of course. The authorities probably wouldn’t be paying too close attention, what with Jaune being a farmer… and some things that he’s planning. He is a smart boy, after all…”

Jaune would know what to do. He’d always had more smarts than he thought he had, always had more ideas than other people. The HRA was something that could be beaten with some creative paperwork and some help from her human owner.

“He’s smart, y-yes.”

She didn’t know whether she could really be better than the busty girls that had come here. She wasn’t sure whether it would even work, knowing her body would probably be inferior to Eve, who had a large set of breasts that were the size of her head… and the woman was tall too!

“Don’t worry, Velvet. Mom’s going to make sure that Master Jaune’s little stiff rod will be ready to get you all happy…”

‘I’m not thinking it, I’m not thinking it…’  

She’d only peeked once!

‘Nooooo!’  

“She’s adorable when she freaks out, Megan. So… Master is going to be getting a double-bunny funny fun time?”

Her mother had the audacity to smirk. 

“Oh, I’ve been preparing for this since before the HRA thing was accepted into law. My baby girl’s had her eye on him… but that doesn’t mean that he won’t be making you girls feel good too. Once he’s going to rut, he’ll be making you- Hmm… What’s the word? I may be a rabbit, but he breeds , you know? Seven sisters…”

Neon’s eyes went wide and her mouth fell open. 

“Damn, and he’s- That thing is real, right?”

Velvet didn’t know what ‘that thing’ was, but she hoped that it wasn’t something that would embarrass her more.

“It’s real. Oh, it’s real… and he’s not going to stop once he gets going, your little kitty will be pushed fully to the brink… It’s a slave’s lot in life.”

She didn’t know whether he would really treat her like that, knowing that he was gentle and warm and kind, and-

“They’re here to inspect us!”

‘I hope everything goes well!’  

Jaune looked at the inspector, a man who looked dreadfully bored, a clipboard in his hands, ready to mark up some things, as he read the official files off it. 

“Mister… Arc, yes? How many slaves do you own now, after your recent venture to the market? I have noticed that you have applied for… more feed for carnivore slaves.”

Jaune flashed a small smile. 

“Just a few, a MODA for farm labor on the field and a cow and a cat that would be going into the production area. I’m trying to get a new product, after all.”

The bored clerk looked at him for a long moment before he rolled his eyes. 

“Two lapine slaves for domestic and physical labor, correct?”

Jaune nodded, knowing that it would be best to go and have total honesty about this. It would not be a good thing to go and waste a perfectly right opportunity to at least make the official notice nothing amiss. 

“That’s right, two rabbits for domestic labor. They’re fine-looking.”

The bored-looking man flashed a small smile. 

“Fine-looking, eh? This shouldn’t be too hard then. We’ll proceed with the inspection then… There’s been a robbery nearby of a transport. The authorities are dispatched to deal with the bandits that set up shop in one of the former cities, so you’ll likely not have to worry about them coming this far down.”

Jaune sighed in relief. 

“Alright, I’ll be showing you the production slaves. One of them’s got a few tattoos… I figured it’d be nice to make sure that she looked like a good kitty. Tiger print stuff is pretty cool, I think.”

There was a fine balance to strike, knowing that it would hardly be the best guess for him to go forth and just blandly state ‘oh, and she’s a wanted felon slave too’, as they walked into the stables, Jaune leading the way, Ilia busy with rubbing down one of the two women that were to be the ‘production slaves’, Eve hung in a harness, with a large suction device hanging off her shoulders. 

“Oh? Are you going to try to produce Faunus milk?”

Jaune gave a chuckle, acting like any proud farmer should. He didn’t like it, but Eve looked perfect with a sack over her head, hiding her identity, showing not a single sign of being a wild slave Faunus. 

“Once this bad babe’s been properly introduced, maybe I’ll be able to market it… She’s got nice and ripe ones.”

Grabbing one of the large breasts and then squeezing it, a small spurt of milk, the lactation-inducing drugs already starting to work, the bored-looking clerk giving a snicker. 

“Yes, yes… As long as it is HRA-approved, I’ll make a note of it… Experimental venture… Cow milk is still better, but cows are regulated by the Kingdom-Maintenance-Act…Since you’ve only purchased them…”

The man flipped the pages a little and then glanced up. 

“Four days ago? You work fast, Mister Arc.”

Jaune gave a small thumbs-up. 

“We’ll have to use some medication to drug them, they might get uppity… But we’re working on them. This is the cat.”

Sienna was strung there between two posts, shackled, the sack over her head bulging a bit with her cat ears, her legs parted and only a thin strip of cloth holding herself modest, as Jaune slid a finger over the woman’s back, his erection already starting to push and pulse. 

“She’s going to get what she’s wanting… We’ll make sure that these two are producing enough product to sell. We’re not going to have too much trouble getting the feed, right?”

The clerk made a tired-sounding sigh, as he rolled his shoulders. 

“Allotments are per slave, sir. If you ask me whether there is a cheaper deal… possibly. You can apply for protected status, with a government overseer, but I wouldn’t recommend it.”

Sienna’s firm buttocks wobbled a little when he rubbed over them, those nice thick buttocks a little less prominent than Eve’s own, but the sight of it was something that roused the titan within his pants, as Sienna struggled a little, flinching from the touch. 

“It’ll be hard to train her. You’d better add some of the numbing stuff to her feed, she’ll grow more docile with that in it. I look forward to grading your work in… say, six months or so? We’ll have to check on the product that was prepared, after all… But I do hope it works.”

Jaune’s fingers slid over those delicate buttocks, Sienna twitching a little. 

“We don’t have to go and make her do much more than get pregnant to produce milk, after all. You know any good suppliers, or do I need to get a turkey baster?”

The clerk laughed. 

“You can do it with a turkey baster, if you’re fine with fucking an animal. Slaves are only good for service… Now, you’ve listed that there were four cats that you bought… where’s number four? Is this the lizard?”

Ilia nodded demurely, thankfully. Jaune hoped that they’d understand that he had to be acting a little rougher, and he gave Sienna’s butt a firm WHACK, letting it wobble a bit. 

“That’s her, yes. She’s not too talkative, thankfully. The MODA and the last cat Faunus are in the house, preparing some stuff with my two rabbit slaves. We’ve got more people to feed, so they’ve been doing the jobs I don’t want to do.”

An hour later and a small little bribe with some coffee and the good type of cookies, the clerk looked at the paperwork and caused Jaune to tense up. 

“Hmmm, no owner ID… That’s a bit of a problem for you, Mister Arc.”

Jaune looked at the man, as he tapped the forms, a blank spot. 

“These forms are from before the latest issuance… about, three to four years? They require proof of ownership and the barcode… But given that it’s domestic and production use, I think we can overlook it. The HRA has not been enacted for two decades yet, so it would need some time to grow. You’re in the clear. These filings are legal, and I verify their veracity… Official seal, official seal…”

The man produced a stamp and an inkpad, before he stamped onto the forms the official seal, and repeated it for the slaves. 

“You should be fine to go and use them until they’re used up, Mister Arc. Good ideas are rewarded, after all.”

There was a moment where the man’s vehicle pulled away where Jaune felt relief, walking himself back into the house and sitting down, letting himself relax. 

‘Is it too early to cheer?’  

He wondered about that, but he didn’t think too much about that yet, as he let out a small little murmur, reminding himself that it would be time for some food soon, as his mind supplied an image of Eve, still restrained, helpless against his touch. He wasn’t like that, he wasn’t cruel, but the urge was stronger now, as he saw the door open and Blake enter, that nice butt of hers shaking a little with every step. 

“Master Jaune, the food is almost ready for you. My mother has decided to cook for you.”

It was perhaps the worst thing right now that he was dealing with a raging stiff erection, spotting Megan coming right behind Blake and then brushing against her, Velvet trailing behind a little. 

“You did well, Master Arc… we’re going to be acting as if you’re our dearest Master… In all ways possible, for a bit longer. You don’t know if someone isn’t watching us, right?”

He supposed that he’d have to bear with it for a bit longer, letting out a small groan, as Megan’s large bust bounced and wobbled, a soft groan from his lips, as his eyes slid over those sensual curves that she was making bounce and wobble, his erection throbbing and twitching, trying to wriggle free.

“Ah, thanks Meg. I’m… hah…”

He felt a little cooped up, as he knew that it might be the inspector coming back, Meg leading him towards the dinner table, already made up for him, the Faunus having their own plates, with the food being served. It was different meals for different people, with something that looked like straw or alfalfa being loaded upon a plate, Velvet giving him weird looks, as Neon grinned broadly, Eve and Sienna joining after a moment, the latter giving him a conflicted, dark look. Jaune didn’t know whether he’d done something wrong, but the feeling of having some relief was starting to feel right great with him at this moment, as his erection bounced and bobbed, breathing heavily with the feeling that burned inside his groin, his heavy balls already churning, as Meg brushed her hands over his shoulders, massaging them. 

“It was a good job you did today, Master. You should head to bed early tonight. Maybe some rest will make it better… The cleared papers will not cause us too much fuss, will it?”

Eve looked frustratedly at him. 

“Be gentler with me. I’m still not well.”

The look on her face, the red mane of her hair bouncing back and forth a little as her soft sigh came, as she looked sharply at him with that look of inquisitiveness and irritation, Sienna’s own voice snappy. 

“You could indeed have been gentler. We aren’t some sort of product. We’re Faunus.”

Megan spoke up. 

“And we’re going to be helping the Master with his venture into that, won’t we? If we don’t show some results, we’ll have an issue later on… But we can make some more milk with Eve doing a lot of the lifting here.”

He didn’t think much of it, but he did thank the Gods briefly for being given an excuse, knowing that he’d have time to take care of his swollen meat, his eyes glancing at the new slaves that were now legally his. It was old paperwork that had saved him in this respect, but the future was still uncertain. 

“I’ll be heading to bed early, I guess… We’re up early tomorrow in the morning, after all.”

He laid himself down comfortably, his large erection massively bulging the sheets, standing at attention, the large shaft bouncing and bobbing a little, before he went and brushed over it. It was a large pillar of hard man-meat, before he slowly relented. 

It wouldn’t work in the way that he would want. It would make too much of a mess. 

‘Better let it go down myself.’  

His body turned around in the bed and he let out a long sigh, before he heard the creak of the door, spotting Velvet there, looking nervous, her ears perked up, her body bouncing a little, her clothing… very much absent, nipples perky, before she inhaled deeply, and her mother’s hand was on her shoulder. 

“J-Jaune?”

Her voice was breathless, and Meg spoke up quickie. 

“You’re going to be treated with the finest of pleasures, Master Arc. You’re the one that’s got us as your first slaves, after all…”

‘Oh, they’re naked.’  

Meg looked like an older Velvet, her body broader and more womanly, her hips fuller, probably due to childbirth, her eyes glinting with that hint of something that was like a dark, sweet richness of emotion, while Velvet was currently looking like a scared rabbit. 

“Ah-”

His erection betrayed him, as the two rabbit Faunus moved with intent, striding up to him, the massive tent that was being pitched in the bed, as Meg’s hand grabbed it, folding around the large stiff shaft that rose from the bed. 

“I don’t think we want to hear a ‘no’, Master Jaune… Velvet, dear? This is a penis. It’s going to go inside of you pretty soon, so don’t hesitate…”

The soft touches, as the two beauties sat on the bed beside him, Velvet’s small hands wrapping around the large shaft, wrapped within the sheets, a stiff covered pole, as she longingly gazed at it, pre-cum messing all over the cloth, as Meg leaned closer to him.

“Take the lead, Master Jaune… You’re with your two most devoted and dearest slaves, after all.”

He should say something. His throat was choked, as Velvet lifted the covers and then looked at his cock, standing so hard that it almost seemed to pulse and throb with every breath he took, his eyes looking at her, as she seemed to contemplate the very existence of him. 

“Velvet, I’m-”

Her body was beautiful. She was a beautiful girl, her long ears and her dark brown eyes making him feel almost shy. 

“I’m going to make love to you, Jaune. Don’t worry, I’m- Mom will help out.”

He wasn’t sure what that was, since she’d spoken so quickly, Velvet getting up and then grinding her crotch against his erection, making him shudder at the feeling of tose very soft pussy lips, his eyes closing, before they opened, feeling only a light smothering heat against the tip. 

She let out a little gasp, as he felt hot warm heat brushing against his cock, the warmth sliding over his cock like a warm embrace, her big hips moving a little, as his hands were guided onto them. 

“We are slaves, Master Jaune. You should be using your slaves a little bit…”

A hand grabbed his balls and lightly juggled them, as his cock disappeared into Velvet’s pussy, Velvet squeaking a little, her eyes looking wide, as Meg got behind him.

“Mom!”

Megan wasn’t doing anything that he could see, save for the feeling of his balls being gently massaged, a breathing problem that just started to emerge now, as he panted, groaning at the feeling of that tight pussy wrapping around him. 

“Fill. Her. up.”

Her words made him look at Velvet, imagining how she’d look with a baby in her. 

“Ah- She’ll get pregnant.”

He was the owner of his friend. He owned many slaves. He was going to cum inside her, and Velvet’s head came close and she kissed him, before his seed blasted into her, his hands gripping that thick butt of hers and pressing her against him as the seed hosed and blasted deep inside her, letting her feel that hot warm gushing geyser of semen paste itself against her womanhood, Jaune feeling the pleasure erupt inside the womanly body of his friend, Velvet whimpering a little as if she were in pain, only for Megan to milk his balls a little harder, growling at him. 

 “You’re going to cum all of it inside my daughter’s pussy, Jaune. She’ll get pregnant with your babies, because you own her. And her kids. And my kids, and all of our kids, Jaune Arc, you’re going to fuck a baby into us.”

He just blacked out, the low groan louder in the air, as he felt the heat burning inside his balls evaporate as his seed flowed, and Velvet groaned softly, her breasts rubbing against his chest. 

“I love you.”

Her voice whispered, and Megan lightly rolled her off his chest, planting herself on top of him and then grabbing his head and planting a kiss on his lips. 

“Mom!”

Jaune watched those large breasts rub against his face, as Velvet’s mother gave a soft little groan. 

“I’ve got needs too, Velvet. You’re not stopping me from getting him to put a load inside me. I’ve been chaste for too long and he’s earned it, so we’re going to tag-team this Farmer until his balls are churning up cum chowder and we’re getting a helping of it.”

Jaune moaned through the breasts, as Velvet gave a soft sound. 

“Oh… Okay. Yes, that makes sense. We’ll get to be first, before he’ll be… He’s the Master, after all. He owns us. Yes, I think it’ll be good to get him happy. Don’t worry, Jaune. Mom is very happy to make you feel good, it’ll feel really good.”

He felt his balls slowly burn with the heat of his orgasm, as his cock slowly drooled with cum, Meg kissing his chest, before she ground that big plump butt against it. 

“Velvet, my dear… We aren’t going to let him get very much rest for the next… three to four hours. Please, kiss him, while I prepare him for the next go.”

Jaune hoped that he’d have some sort of explanation for this later to whoever would inquire why his Faunus bunnies were pregnant, because this felt a lot like doing something really bad, even with his erection already rising to the occasion again, the hot sweat that dripped from his face enough, as Velvet’s lips lightly pushed against his own, her breasts rubbing against his arm, shivering as she touched him, a little whisper in his ear that she loved him, before Megan started to rub herself against his cock with her pussy. 

“Yeah… I knew that you were going to give me grandkids… I love it when a plan comes together, though I didn’t know I’d be the one getting ploughed by this big hard carrot… But I’m not complaining, Jaune.”

She sank down on his manhood, letting out a little gasp, her eyes going wide, as she started to push herself down harder, the large shaft sliding into that sensual body of hers, her ears bouncing a little, breasts wobbling, as Velvet kissed him again, obscuring her view of her mother. 

“That’s it… You’re going to be living like a king here with your two hot bunny slaves, so we’re going to be the ones milking this big hard dick of yours, before we can get milked when we’re nice and pregnant with your babies… It’ll be feeling good for… ah-”

Megan tightened around his cock, trembling with that hot warm heat around him, juices dripping from his bunny lover’s pussy all over his crotch, as she slumped, Velvet’s head pushing down against his own, as Megan’s breasts laid on her daughter’s face, gasping softly. 

“That was… Jaune, are you going to cum? Momma wants your hot white sperm to fuck her eggs pregnant… So… Give Momma Rabbit what you really want to give to her, Master.”

He felt guilt, yet arousal overwhelmed it. Five minutes later, coupled with a guttural sound as Velvet’s head had disappeared behind her mother’s round butt and he felt a tongue sliding over the balls up to where her mother was riding him, he came. 

Hot white ball-goo blasted right into that tight tender womanhood of the older Faunus woman, who laid herself on top of him. 

“Good boy… We’ll make a man out of you yet, with plenty of night-time training… Velvet, you’re okay for another turn, right? He’s a stallion, this here boy.”

Jaune felt like his balls were being wrung out, his gaze sliding to Velvet, who smiled shyly. 

“I love you, Jaune.”

A low ‘uh-huh’ of acknowledgement came from him, as he felt the seed leak out of her mother’s vagina. 

‘Now I know how dad felt when he was younger…’  

Eight kids didn’t pop out of the cabbage, after all.

Velvet was a hot girl, even with the status of being one of his best friends.

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Jaune greeted the morning with a heavy weight on his chest, opening his eyes to find that Velvet had rolled on top of him, a warm feeling of something hot and wet wrapping around the head of his cock, seeing a pair of rabbit ears bounce up and down a little, and the slurping, suckling sounds coming from that mouth, a guttural little groaning from his lips, as he looked at Meg, currently wrapping her lips around the head of his cock and then sliding it down completely to the base, choking down on that cock of his, her throat warping around the large meaty shaft, a louder whisper of ‘oh Gods’ from his mouth. 

Pre-cum blasted into that busty bunny’s mouth, the warm mouth continuing to caress him, her eyes looking into his own for a moment, before she pulled her head back. 

“Good morning, Master Jaune. Your slave bunnies are happy to have you awake again.”

Pulsating, hot throbs of his balls as he felt the cum brewing within them, Velvet’s breasts rubbing against him, as she opened her eyes and then smiled. 

“Good morning, Master Jaune…”

Megan’s lips wrapped around the head of his cock again and her tongue slid slowly up over the frenulum, the glans sliding in that soft warm mouth, as she locked her gaze with his own. 

“Mom, you’re… you’re hogging him.”

Megan’s lips popped off with a little popping sound. 

“He’s the farmer, Velvet… He should be getting the best treatment of us all… he’s got some slaves to properly work in…”

He didn’t think he’d want to like, abuse Velvet and her mother as just mere slaves. The HRA was something that he’d have to be mindful of, but he still was supposed to farm, and having to produce milk from Faunus breasts was going to be yet another task…

“Y-you’ll not forget about us, right?”

Jaune nodded, smiling. He’d definitely not forget about them. 

“Of course not, Velvet. He’s not stupid. He knows we’ll make him feel really good… and the others will come around. You’re not the worst master that people could have.”

Megan’s face buried itself down in his balls and she dragged her tongue over his hard stiff erection, Velvet giving him a smile, her dark brown hair brushing over his skin, as she pulled herself up and then angled her pussy up to his cockhead, Megan’s tongue sliding over his cock, before she grabbed Velvet’s butt and he felt that pussy slide over the cockhead, feeling like a warm, soft hole. 

“Oh.”

He groaned, Velvet’s lips parting in a shrill ‘hah!’ as he was sheathed inside her, her body taking his whole cock, Velvet’s body trembling a little, as her thick fleshy buttocks quivered, his hands grabbing her hips, her breasts bouncing, Megan’s hot breath on his balls, as she licked over them as if they carried the secrets to freedom, Jaune’s hands gripping Velvet’s hips, driving his cock into her, as her breasts bounced and bobbed with her motions, her body jerking a little, as she started to slowly hop and ride him, her face sweaty, as Meg’s lips wrapped around one ball and suckled on it. 

“Blast her full of your cum, Master. The bunny needs to be bred.”

Velvet whimpered at her mother’s lewd words, Jaune feeling that tight pussy tense around his cock, Velvet’s hips smacking down on his own, as she gasped loudly. 

“Mom- I’m- He’s- Ah, Jaune.”

Megan’s fingers lightly teased over one of his testicles, as the older woman gave a soft little hum. 

“He’s going to breed you, Velvet. Your best friend is going to be pumping his load inside you…”

Jaune didn’t think right now, as he watched Velvet’s head throw back, hair moving with that jerking gesture, as she raised herself up, slamming herself down on his cock, sheathing that large member right inside her. 

“Ah- breed- breed me, Jaune.”

His erection was about to breed her, his friend, his first friend, the slave that he’d bought when that had been the most expedient thing to do to keep her somewhat safe, the whole HRA act being something that had brought the Faunus into destitition and slavery, blood that had been spilled washed away, as yet now, she was pounding herself down on his member. 

The hot warm shaft-cover of her pussy slid around his member, Velvet wailing in what must be an orgasm, Jaune feeling her skin underneath his fingers grow damp, a heavy, womanly breath from her, as Meg continued to rub his balls. 

“Breed her, Master Jaune. Seed her field with your seeds. She is ready… I am ready.”

He couldn’t resist. He couldn’t stop this anymore, feeling how it welled up inside his balls as Megan slowly massaged them, urging him on, Velvet almost shrieking with pleasure or perhaps pain, something hard to tell as her hips slammed onto his crotch, like some beast that needed the seed in his testicles, Jaune’s eyes closing for a moment before he grabbed her by the ears and then dragged her down, kissing her on her mouth, letting his seed erupt inside her, leaving not a single doubt that he was going to stop, kissing her on the mouth, tongue tangling with her own as his orgasm ripped through him, hot ropes of sperm blasting deep into her depths, Jaune groaning at the pleasure as Velvet kissed back. 

It was an awkward moment when they emerged from the bedroom, seeing Neon almost bouncing with excitement, turning around and then high-fiving a surprised-looking black. 

“Aww yeah, they got fun! I told ya! I told ya! Come on, master! Breakfast is ready! Ooh, he’s huge! You took all of that, didn’t you?”

He didn’t really feel like it was real, as his pants were definitely too tight, Velvet’s pussy was still leaking a little and Meg was giving a crude smile, as she guided him along, pushing him lightly towards the living room, where the food was already laid out on the table. 

“He’s definitely going to have to work hard tonight… Are you prepared?”

He was pretty sure that he’d have to at least talk to Eve and Sienna, knowing that those were the ones that would be the most troublesome, Blake giving him a look that was troubled, her mother placing a freshly made sandwich with some omelette on it. 

“I made you breakfast, Master.”

He supposed that he was blessed with Faunus who knew how to cook.

“Are you alright, Ilia?”

She wasn’t. She most definitely wasn’t, knowing that they were now property. Slaves, serfs, indentured servants without pay. 

She was not into men. Not into them at all, really, but Blake was the prettiest girl that she knew. 

“I’m fine.”

Blake actually was considering spreading her legs for the human. The man who was the only dividing line between them being taken and sold off to someone, someone who would be winding Blake up to a passion and then claiming her. 

Pain and displeasure warred inside her chest as she fought with her inner rancor, that desire to punish the humans for what they’d done with their stupid HRA. 

She knew that he was modest, almost feckless when around the rabbits. Velvet and her mother had known him from before the HRA was enacted, and they had a good opinion of him, but Ilia was cautious. Sienna had been a fighter before they had been caught, with Eve as her second in command, and Blake the youngest of their band. Their mother figure was Kali, and she didn’t know what to do without Blake, because she’d always been the supportive friend, the sweet girl that had won her heart, and the one that made her life worth getting up for in the morning, rather than the slumping seeds of despair that haunted her. 

She looked at the back of the human that had been their new master. Contrary to what others would have done, he had not whipped them, beaten them or abused them, save for what he had done to the two rabbit Faunus, their bodies already marked by him with his scent from the morning. 

They were his property and they were now technically also said property. Her humble chest held little appeal, but her butt was rather smooth, or so she thought. 

“Well, you aren’t going to be fine if you don’t work hard, you know? If there’s any need for help, I’ll gladly help out.”

Eve was like a bright light in the morning, as the redheaded cow Faunus gave a soft little hum, working the field with the hoe that had been provided for her. A human was safety, a human was an owner, and thus some sort of shield, but Ilia did not like it. 

She did not like the thought of being shielded. 

“Can you get me some help with the fence poles, Ilia?”

The human asked, and she nodded. The large hammer that was to help drive the pole into the ground would be more than suitable for the task, as she wielded it, driving the pole into the ground, spotting the blonde man’s eyes going to the other Faunus, Sienna’s body half-nude, the stripes on her skin standing out as markers of who she was. 

Sienna was the bright inspiration, while Eve was the harsh hoof of the laws that they made themselves. 

They were the leaders, the strong ones, while she was only a fighter at times, more able to pass as a human due to only having color spots that could change with her emotions. 

“Is this good enough?”

She asked, as the pole was put right in the proper spot. Seeing Eve busy with lifting a large hammer and then driving it down on the pole, the sweat dripping from her body, once more making Ilia feel like she was probably not going for the right type of girls, Blake still beautiful, even working with the soil to make little sowing patches, her own clothing not hiding those gorgeous buttocks.

She couldn’t help herself too much, as she worked with the human, seeing Blake and Kali busy with working the field, Sienna frowning from time to time when she was busy with some of the tasks that had been given, the two rabbit Faunus having their own little schedule drawn up for them. 

It wouldn’t be… pleasant. 

“Ilia? Can we have a little moment to talk?”

Kali spoke up, Blake looking at her imploringly as well, which made the decision to agree only easier. 

Gathering at the edge of the field, seeing the hot glare of the sun streaming down on her, the expression on Kali’s face motherly, warm and somewhat understanding. 

“Ilia, dear… We’re going to be sleeping with our owner.”

Ilia wanted to backtrack, knowing that that definitely wasn’t what she wanted. 

“But-”

Blake spoke up, giving a quiet little sigh. 

“It’s not fair, considering that we’re now his property, Ilia, but we need to have a reason to be kept around. He’s not too bad, compared to other humans.”

It was not going to be something that she really wanted to do. 

Nothing that she’d ever do, since she didn’t like men like that, but for Blake…

“Are you sure?”

She asked, Kali giving a small smile. 

“He’s not the worst type. We’ll at least have our food and no mistreatment. We can stay together, even with the HRA keeping us as owned slaves… But it wouldn’t be constant abuse, or being separated.”

They had no freedom here, like before. They couldn’t leave the farm without an official permission from their owner, their blood boiling with that desire for freedom. The two rabbits would have been enough, but Ilia wasn’t convinced. 

“But-”

She protested, Kali speaking up quietly. 

“It’s better than being separated, Ilia. We’re together. We’ve got food, thankfully. A bit of give, a bit of take. At least he’s a young man with quite the tool… Sex feels pretty good.”

Already, it was not the worst thing to suffer, but Ilia had her reservations. 

“But- Do I- Do I just- do it?”

She hesitated. Some sacrifices would be made with the human master that was going to be the one that would be making them… women. 

Her fingers tugged at the cloth that guarded her body’s modesty, as Kali took her hand. 

“We’re doing it together. Don’t worry.”

Ilia felt a little nervous.

Jaune looked at the next trouble that came knocking. Neon was definitely was someone that would need some careful guidance, but right now…

“Like, you know, you’re going to have a little more fun, right? Soooo, I was thinking that we can do some more- You’ve got a big bed, right? Eve was chatting about how things will go once the milk starts being produced and-”

She definitely was someone chatty, her pinkish reddish hair bouncing up and down, letting out a small giggle, before she tapped his chest. 

“So, I figured ‘I can do that too!’ and like, that’s cool. Kali said that you’re going to be with the bunnies, Meg and Velvy- sooooo… Put a baby in me! Oh, and the others! Eve’s taking the lactation stuff, so she’d be pumping milk pretty quickly… So, you got a hand needed with your dick to put up a big load, Master?”

Jaune sighed, unsure whether it would be a good thing to really have sex with a girl that he didn’t love, or at least, not yet. 

Meg looked up from her work, as she spotted the cat Faunus trying to get herself into his favor, the breasts bouncing a little with her enthusiasm. 

“Are you, eh-”

Megan came within reach, a smile on her lips that Jaune knew was ‘trouble’, in less ways than he’d like. 

“Hey!”

Neon protested, Meg grabbing a hold of her. 

“Master Jaune, allow me to get this little kitty somewhat properly readied for your night-time service…”

Jaune didn’t know what to expect, but his stiff erection was already announcing its presence, as Megan’s fat ass wobbled, bouncing with the protesting Faunus cat trying to complain. 

“Hey! No pinching! No pinching!”

He didn’t get it, but he supposed that it would just be the regular sort of thing for a Faunus slave to be impressing upon their master, especially if there was some sort of transfer of desires to be done. 

“Master Jaune, we’re going to be right back. Please head to the bedroom, so that we may come to join you.”

He went for the bedroom, and the tension in his body left slowly, as he realized that Meg probably would be talking about that, hearing the door creak open and finding Blake standing there, wearing nothing but the accessories of a slave, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment. 

His cock started to rise, his body feeling the heat, as he felt that need starting to burn, Ilia entering as well, more hesitantly. 

“We’re here to make sure that you have a good night, Master.”

There was a pleading, submissive tone to her voice, as Ilia looked uncomfortable, uneasy with the presence of him. It was not the thing he had expected, nor had he even thought of it, his fingers teasing lightly on the underwear that guarded his modesty, his balls throbbing with that need already, as he grunted in acceptance, the door opening and Neon being shoved in. 

“Hey! You started already! No fair, no fair! We’re going to take care of all of it, master Jaune. You don’t have to worry about anything, just lie down… We’ll be making you feel- Where’s your mother, Blake?”

Blake, in her beautiful manner, gave a little shrug, as she pushed him down on the bed, before placing her hands on his crotch, rubbing and stroking over the half-hardened cock, that big fleshy tube of dickflesh starting to grow harder and harder under her touches, letting out a little murmur of contentment, before the underwear was peeled back, that large cock already showing the massive need that was brimming, as the Faunus seemed to pull back a little, a soft groaning from his mouth, as Blake’s hands grabbed the thick shaft, jerking it slowly, her gaze meeting his own, a small smile tickling her lips. 

“It’s big… it’ll be my first. Do you want to go first, Ilia?”

Neon almost pounced, as she pushed herself to the fore. 

“He’s huge! That’s not big, that’s huge! He’s got a horse dick! You wanna go first, Ilia? Aww man, I can’t wait until that big thing’s ramming into me- Master, you’re really going to be stuffing that big thing inside of little old me? Aww, aww- I can barely wai-heeeh!”

Kali appeared behind Neon and grabbed a hold of her, giving a soft tssking sound. 

“Now, we’re not going to cut the queue, Neon. Master Jaune will be with Blake or Ilia first. Do you want to try, Ilia?”

Ilia looked doubtful, before she shook her head. 

“Then you can get some attention from Master Jaune… Don’t worry, Master Jaune, a woman’s pleasure ends with a man’s measure… You should be able to help out with their pleasure without any issue.”

Hearing that was no the most distressing thing, as he saw Ilia lift her rump and then straddle him, feeling how her pussy brushed against his nose, his eyes looking at that pussy, before she pushed her fine butt down on his face, his tongue reaching out to pleasure her, as he felt his cock being stroked by Blake’s fine hands. 

“Ah- That tongue!”

The cooing from Kali was enough to calm down things, as Jaune felt his hot hard cock pushing deep inside that hot hole of Blake’s, hearing a soft ‘hah!’ from Blake, before his balls were gently squeezed, and a warm mouth wrapped around them and a low ‘hmmm’ from kali, as she started to work with her daughter in pleasuring him. 

“Can I borrow his hand? Aww man, this is going to be shitty with so many chicks… Blake, you’re really- Did you just cum? Man, I’m left out, and- here, let’s put those fingers to work.”

A wet warm hole was found by one of his fingers and he pushed it in deeper, letting out a soft little groan as he felt Blake starting to ride his cock harder, her pussy trembling and twitching around his member, the warm hole clenching and twitching a little more, as she groaned and moaned, Kali still busy with caressing his balls with her lips, the sloppy sounds of her slurping on his balls making it even hotter. 

“Don’t forget to make sure that the Master feels good, dears… He’s got a very big set of balls that will make all of us feel good.”

Ilia was rubbing her crotch against his face, letting him feel those gentle tensing lips around his tongue, as he wriggled it in. Blake was encouraging him to go faster, to go with more speed, groaning softly at the pleasure that she felt, her whole body trembling a little on top of his rod, as Kali’s hands lightly squeezed and groped his ballsack, licking over the sensitive flesh and letting out a little groan inside Ilia’s pussy. 

His orgasm was heavy, as he groaned and moaned inside that hot warm pussy of Ilia’s, feeling Blake’s tight pussy clench, a whimpering meow from her, as juices dripped down onto his groin, Blake panting. 

“Cum inside her, Master Jaune. Show my daughter that you’re the man that she’ll be loving for a while.”

A petition for pleasure, as she made more soft slurps over his ballsack, letting his balls throb and tense, his tongue pushing into Ilia’s pussy, letting the warm hole slurp up on that tongue, as her vagina tensed up, her mouth uttering forth a little murmur of pleasure, before he came. 

Hot seed drooled from Blake’s pussy, Jaune feeling it splash onto his crotch, Blake’s mother giving little suckling sucks on his balls as her daughter had that creampie, his finger still pushing into that hole of Neon’s, and Ilia squeaked. 

“You’re kissing her!”

Blake said, and Jaune got harder at the thought, Ilia moaning softly, with not a single moment wasted, bouncing on his tongue a little, as Jaune felt Blake’s pussy leave his cock, the hot warm burst of pleasure making his lower body tremble with desire, as his massive cock smacked against his stomach, and he felt a hand grab it. 

“Allow me to get it clean again, Master. Neon? You’re next.”

Jaune didn’t think much, but Kali’s mouth was already starting to rub over the soft spongy head, Jaune reminded of Meg and Velvet for a moment, as she nuzzled and teased, letting him feel good, the hot warm desires that they had for him, he hoped, not being the worst thing, as his manhood rose like a spear of destiny, panting groans from his mouth like the clarion call for justice, need and seed bubbling in his balls again, as he felt another mouth slip around the head while Kali cleaned it with her tongue. 

“Ah!”

Jaune moaned, as the mouth continued to slide down, and then pulled back. 

“It’s so big… damn, you’re making me get into the spirit.’

He didn’t stop, as Neon got herself into the position, Kali’s hands grabbing his manhood with both hands, angling it for Neon, and there was an ear-splitting ‘NYAHHH!’ from Neon as she sank down in one go. 

“Oh Gods, it’s so fucking big! Master, you’re going to destroy my womb, oh master!”

He couldn’t see Neon, not with Ilia still mounted on his face, a low ‘hnnhah’ from Neon, as Ilia kissed her apparently, Ilia’s butt rising a little, before he could see Neon’s pussy impaled on his cock, a soft groan from his mouth louder in the air as he felt Neon writhe, the sight of Neon and Ilia making out making his cock even harder, shivering a little at the sight of it with a sudden tongue sliding over his balls, and another joining it. 

Blake and Kali were there, no doubt, as Neon slowly moaned through her impalement with his cock and Ilia’s mouth pleasuring hers, a soft groan from the two Faunus slaves mixing with his own, a thrust up into Neon’s tight hole making Neon’s moaning louder, the kiss between the two of them broken for a moment.

“Woah, this is kinda hot… Opening a whole new door for me. Master, master! We’re going to take good care of you, Master! Oh, oh, those bunnies are so fucking go-oh! OH!”

Neon’s eyes rolled back as she twitched, cumming all over his cock, the hot warm juices gushing, as he felt her clench and tighten around his member, not stopping the infusion of his fat cock inside that hot hole of hers, the large manhood slowly sliding in again, her hair bouncing, as she grabbed Ilia and then frenched her, the petite lizard resisting a little, before surrendering, Jaune feeling one of the cat Faunus girls tongues slide over his sensitive ballsack, letting out a small little groan at the feeling of those sensitive tongues sliding over there, as his balls were busy with reintroducing a whole new batch of spunk to the womb of a faunus girl. 

Neon was bouncing and bobbing on his cock, her legs making that ass of hers almost bounce, Ilia kissed with a passion that made Jaune think that this was pretty hot, and when his orgasm finally arrived, it was wonderful to see. 

One moment, Neon was mid-bounce, the next there was a hot warm rush in his balls, the testicles swelling under the loving caress of the two cat faunus, before a visible pulse of semen slid up through the cock, and Neon’s eyes went wide. 

Hot goopy cum burned inside that pussy, the hot warm hole starting to swallow it all, as Neon’s hips smashed down with a wet hot ‘splorch’ sound that she made, a guttural little whimper from her lips, as she let out that sweet smile, her body giving a shiver at the heat that burst through her lower body, as she pushed herself up. 

Hot spurts of cum plastered Neon’s underside, the wet gooey load splattering there and dripping down her thighs, the shots blasting from that large tip, the slaves moving quickly, and Jaune moaned, head laid back as three mouths wrapped around the spurting head, one caressing the side, the other caressing the slit and the last one wrapping around the sensitive frenulum, the tongues sliding over those soft hot inches of cockmeat, as Blake’s mouth pulled away, Neon meowing loudly. 

“Ilia! Your turn! The man’s got another load for us!”

The thought of being with this thick-bootied faunus girl was enough, as Ilia got herself up and then slid herself against that cock of his, her stomach rubbing against his cock as she slid herself up against the hot hard cockspear that stood at attention, her fingers sliding the foreskin back a little, and looking at it with a look that was almost quizzical, as if she were unsure on what to do. 

Already, it would be a happy little occasion for the three of them, with the fourth woman already having made him feel pleasure thanks to her mouth, but Jaune gave an encouraging smile. 

“W-well, it’s my first time with this many girls as well. Go as slow as you want, Ilia.”

She wasn’t ugly in the slightest, but her lacking chest was definitely a sight that could bum her out a little, a small smile on her lips, before she angled the penis to her pussy and then pushed herself down. 

Large cockhead pushing right between those soft pussy lips, not stopping for any sort of recovery, spongy flesh marking every little nook and cranny of that pussy, as she placed her hands on his chest, before her eyes opened, scrunched shut with the displeasing feeling of being stuffed so full, and then about to speak, but Neon kissed her on the lips, and Blake came up from behind her, massaging her humble breasts, Jaune feeling Blake’s mother Kali starting to slither her tongue over his balls again to warm him up to the thought of cumming all over again.

He had to admit, his stamina might be starting to fade, especially now that he was going to be coming again for the third time in about an hour or so. It was not too bad to try something like this out once or twice, but having it with these cat Faunus slaves…

He might be a bit in over his head if Velvet and Megan wanted some as well. 

Ilia slumped on top of him, five minutes later, Jaune about half-unconscious right at that moment, knowing that it was the last orgasm that he’d be able to wring out so easily, his whole body trembling with the exertion, as Ilia let his cock slide out. 

“Oh, Master Jaune… Is it my turn now?”

He looked at Kali, who seemed to wear a catty smile on her lips, clearly having some thoughts about joining them. He should really have something that would make things a little bit easier, like some energy drink or some sort of invigoration tonic or something, because he felt drained. 

“It’s eh… tomorrow, maybe?”

He remembered saying that, but blacking out only a little later, knowing the bliss of being drained through sexual excess.

Kali pouted a little as the master passed out, that cock of his going to a half-flaccid state. She’d wanted to get on too, after the young ones had already had their turn. Ilia had loved it, after all… it wasn’t too bad to see the young man sleep, after all that hard work that he’d done. 

“I’m going to wash myself a little bit, get comfortable on Master Jaune’s bed, girls.”

She made sure that she got clear of the room for a moment, only to meet the eyes of the lapine Faunus that currently was leaning against the wall. The large curvy bottom was clad only in a thong, while her breasts bounced a little as she pushed herself from the wall with an elegant little wobble. 

“I trust that he is fine?”

There was concern in the voice of the Faunus woman, Kali nodding. 

“Perhaps four is a bit much… But he is alright as far as I can tell. A shame that he couldn’t get a fourth shot off with me… But there’s still time.”

Feeling those potent balls under her tongue, tasting that virile manly essence that had drooled from the tip like a firehose and plastering her face… it had made her shudder a little, as the lapine Faunus narrowed her eyes at her. 

“He’s a good boy. You won’t hurt him.”

There was finality in that voice, and Kali smiled. 

“A wash would be preferable… Is he always that energetic?”

Megan gave a smirk, a rabbit through-and-through, as she patted her stomach. 

“You should see the others of his family. His father was called ‘One-Shot Tony’ in the tales around the village, because his wife got pregnant eight times… and Jaune here is the youngest. You’re going to be getting more than you bargained for… and he’s still young, after all.”

Kali nodded, smirking at her fellow slave. 

While there were some moral issues that they might have about their fate, Kali had a good eye for people. The way that he treated them had been more than they could have expected, especially after being sprung free from the transport. That he’d kill a human for them was unexpected and more than they had ever wanted for… and the sexual part… well, half of it was gratitude from them and the other half was the higher sex drives…

Since there was a dearth of men, they knew that being around one would be required for procreation. A bit of a Faunus genetic quirk, or so she’d supposed. 

“I’ll be washing… Now, a small teensy question though… Do you think we could get a bigger bed for him? It would be a bit too crowded on this one… He is quite tall, after all.”

Verily, it would be a task that would be attained through some labor, but she knew that it would be a good little project to do during the days when things were to be firmly done.

Perhaps she could find it within her to love the man like she had loved her once-husband…

‘We’ll have to see how well he sleeps with me…’  

She couldn’t wait for that.

Her daughter had made funny faces when she had her orgasm, after all.

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Being a slave wasn’t so bad, Kali supposed, as she laid on the master of the farm’s chest, looking at his sleepy face, while the others were still unconscious, the hot warm need inside her pussy telling her that he’d given her a good sexing… and wanting more. 

That big hard fat cock stood erect like a pylon of pleasure, and she leaned closer, sliding her tongue over the side, tasting the pussies of the girls that’d fucked him before. Being a slave to the man was probably the best option for them. A man, she definitely had to admit, who had become one when he’d done the selfless thing. 

Her husband had died. Blake was all that was left now, and even Blake had found the human to be palatable. Her tongue slid over the side again, tasting that human sweat that had a different taste from Faunus sweat. It was a little bit saltier, a little less hormonally loaded, her tongue sliding up to the crown and then down again, a soft little groan from their Master, their owner, her mouth working on that underside, knowing that she would get her turn. 

Sienna and Eve were already busy with their own little ‘tasks’, as he was to be their owner. Little Velvet seemed to be worried that they were going to take him away from her, though the rabbit girl didn’t have to worry too much. As much as Kali would like it, the young man would be well-spent on making the rabbit girl feel very secure, as there was attraction between the two of them… and she could tell that there was that warm need inside her daughter’s pussy as well. 

‘Alas…’  

She had to get up. It would be time for breakfast, and she knew that the human would want something that was more suited for a human tongue than the slop they got for their feed, though Kali had to admit that it grew on her. It had meat in it, which was good for their teeth. 

‘Maybe it’s not so bad…’  

It wouldn’t be too bad either to know that the young man would be ramming that big hard cock deep into her pussy. 

It had been a while, after all, and it wouldn’t be too bad a thing to wake the man up and have his hot lusts vented right into her, after seeing her daughter make such very silly faces when the first dick she’d ever had slid home inside her. 

Pushing open the door to the kitchen and smelling the scent of freshly baked eggs, already being dispensed onto the plates, she gave a little nod to Meg, whose expression definitely was smug, as she started to work on more preparatory work for their own meals, while their ‘farmer’ had his meal. 

The busty bunny had a nice firm butt as well, Kali giving a quiet sigh. 

“He’s still sleeping, as he should.”

The rabbit was definitely aware of that. 

“Velvet shouldn’t be too fussed… But he is something else, don’t you agree? That big hard stick…”

Kali nodded, giving a small smile. 

“Yes, I think I’d have fun with that one… I opted to not go for it. He looked a bit dry…”

They shared a smile. 

“You just want that hung monster inside you, don’t you? I can see a girl that loves a big hard dick when I spot her…”

Kali gave a titter of a giggle, as she shook her head. 

“Make that ‘woman’, Megan. You know, a cat can’t keep away from a nice thick piece of meat…’

They shared a little bemusement together, as Megan motioned for her side, and Kali started to help with preparing the food. It was important to make some food for people who wanted to be fed in the morning, even if there were some who were… less enthusiastic, Sienna entering and grumbling a little as she sat down. The markings on her body were looking a little grungy, and Kali briefly wondered whether a good wash would make them pop out, the golden eyes definitely fierce, as Eve came meandering in after her, sitting down with a little ‘ugh’. 

Swollen breasts definitely were bouncing, as Eve sighed. 

“They ache so much… I think I can get milked soon. From a freedom fighter to a farm cow…”

Kali had to admit, Eve probably somewhat liked it. Knowing the woman for years made her more aware of how the way the cookie crumbled with her, and there wasn’t a real heat in those words, Sienna scoffing a little, pointing to her own chest. 

“You’re telling me. He’s going to be… ugh, sleeping with us.”

Kali figured it’d do the two of them good.

“He’s big. Guaranteed to make you happy women.”

She received two scowls from the recalcitrant Faunus women, and Kali just smiled. 

“Ahh… You’ll see. Eve, you really like it when he’s running his hands over your body, don’t you?”

She had to admit, it was a small little thing that she’d noticed, Eve’s fluster clearly telling that yes, the cow Faunus would probably like it. The ‘stronger’ members of their little organisation had trouble being truthful…

“Hm. It’s just to keep up appearances.”

Kali smiled, and then nodded. 

“How about I make sure that you’re properly restrained, just in case they suddenly come back for some inspection? It would be good for a ‘slave’ to be properly in the bondage… After breakfast, though. Sienna? You think that you can help me along? Megan, I’d hate to impose on you, but you are more conscious of where some of the things are… Master Jaune is going to have some rough days ahead of him, undoubtedly.”

The young man was virile…

Kali supposed that they might go three for three, if this kept up. 

Sienna’s expression was foul, even with the restraints being put into place by the rabbit Faunus, Eve already restrained with her body held in a harness and those breasts hanging loosely, the butt pushed out with some small leather loop and a set of coverings that barely made those heavy breasts of hers move. 

“Hmm… This will be a little harder… Sienna, dear… Just let me… open wide.”

The gag that was shoved into her mouth tasted like metal, as she felt Kali strap it in, Sienna feeling some small settlement of helplessness go through her, as Kali lightly ran those deft fingers over her body, the leather restraints keeping her pinned. 

“There’s the right… and now the hood for Eve… Sienna, we’ll put a cap on you as well, don’t worry, you just have to lie there.”

She hated being inactive. She loathed not being able to defend her fellow Faunus, she despised the thought of a human having dominion over her, but it was the best option right now, as the final strap was securing her and then, darkness covered her hood, as she felt Kali lightly rub some cream onto the small of her back. It was an awkward position, laid on a bale.

The hood slid over her head and her Faunus trait was flattened against her scalp, muffledly groaning at the feeling of discomfort, before it settled in, and she was left along, hearing only the muffled breathing that she did, the hood warm and moist with her breathing. 

“Sienna? Don’t act up, an inspector is here.”

She was in a bind either way, and she froze up, knowing that the human was now in complete control over them, Neon undoubtedly put on the silent treatment for now with how dangerous this was, as she just kept quiet. 

“Mister Arc, sorry to make this a quick visit.”

The inspector was here again, Jaune could tell, after he’d been roused from the bed by an anxious-looking Velvet, who had ushered him out, seeing the man getting out of the HRA department vehicle, wearing his formal suit, Jaune doing his best to look as he could. 

“It’s okay, the paperwork cleared, right?”

The man gave a small sigh. 

“You forgot to properly mark them with a bar code, in the case of escaping. It would be hard to register property to the farm if it doesn’t have the new barcode. I’m officially licensed to apply the mark to their skin.”

There was a stencil in the man’s hand, with numbers that were undoubtedly to be filled. 

“It won’t hurt their productivity too much, will it? I’ve got a few girls that are about to put some milk out.”

The man gave a wan smile, sighing. 

“Regulations, mister Arc. It would be a shame if you were accused of unregistered Faunus. I’m just here to do the chattel Faunus, your… two rabbits, three cats and one lizard? They will be required to be officially inked, while I make sure that the chattel ones are kept properly within the confines… We wouldn't want to have the confusion of chattel and domestic slaves running around without their proper markings, wouldn’t we?”

Jaune supposed that it wouldn’t be too much, the man’s inking supplies pulled out, and then walking into the stable where the ‘production’ aspect would be taking place, seeing Eve restrained with her hands above her head, undoubtedly made comfortable by someone’s hand, Megan busy with making the final preparations, as a large sucker was pulled up to one of the breasts, an old milking machine being hooked up, and Eve mooing a little through the rough treatment, Jaune spotting Sienna half-restrained over a bale of straw, looking like she was going to be put there for some more action or something. Her pussy was on display, the official sighing softly. 

“This looks like it’s at least set up with some standards… I’ll start on the feline, it’ll be a good marker to show that the woman has already been set up to be bred. Do you use your own semen for that?”

Jaune could see Sienna’s butt tightening a bit, as she perked it up, his embarrassed cough enough for the official. 

“Ah… I was thinking about going for donations. I mean… Faunus… You know?”

A fib, since he’d had a lot of Faunus girls that were very eager to milk his balls dry earlier on, the man dryly chuckling. 

“Well, I am of much the same mind. It’s a dirty business, but they shouldn’t have been born this way… Okay, do you want it on the lower buttock where it joins the thigh, or on the fleshy part? For ease of identification, that is.”

Jaune indicated the spot, knowing that it would probably get him some more annoyance in the future from the Faunus, since a branding wasn’t apparently enough anymore, but Sienna bore the inking well enough, Jaune watching how the inking was applied, the numbers easily poked onto the skin, marking her with that bar code, and letting Eve get the same treatment, a mark on her lower stomach, inked into a nice barcode. 

Jaune watched as the official pulled out of the driveway, knowing that he should probably go and make sure that the girls were okay. He should at least prepare something to soften the skin a little so there wouldn’t be any marks on it, getting some herbal paste out of storage. It was more of a folk remedy, but it would soothe minor skin burns easily. 

“Ah, Sienna?”

The Faunus groaned a little, the markings on her butt still standing out, Jaune pressing his hands down on the sore area with some of the paste spreading on it, the paste gritty and a little clumpy from a lack of use, but Jaune continued to smear it out, letting a small little sigh escape his lips, Sienna’s body standing there like a testament to what she was, a beast that was now marked like chattel, someone that would now be forever known as his property. 

It didn’t stop at being so well-shaped either, as her butt bounced just a little bit when his hands gently spread the paste over it, and he then turned to Eve, kneeling in front of her and rubbing the paste on her stomach, making sure that it wouldn’t irritate her too much, making a soft little circle with his fingers of sore skin, the mark standing out against the pale skin, Eve giving a low moo in the hood. 

‘She’s got massive breasts…’

Breasts that were leaking with milk, from the hum of the milking machine, slowly draining the excess, the lactation aid making Eve produce milk, and his erection felt heavy, as he gave a soft little groan, knowing that right now, the others were busy. The field had to be worked after all, so he’d have little peace here right now, letting his gaze go to the bound Sienna and Eve, currently still in the position to be milked. 

‘A little touch won’t hurt…’  

More of the paste he smeared onto her butt, letting it sink into the skin, gently massaging the buttocks, knowing that she was at this point right now while getting milked, a low moan from her mouth, as his hands lightly spread those buttocks and then let them clap together. 

‘And to Sienna…’  

A fierce, proud woman who would do whatever she needed to protect herself, feeling those tensed buttocks flinch at his touch, and then feeling how a set of hands rubbed over his groin, the warm presence of a Faunus behind him. 

“You can just stick it in, Jaune… Don’t worry, she won’t be mad.”

Kali’s voice was quiet, as her hands slid over his bulging crotch, letting out a soft little moan at the feeling of the hands working on his crotch, Sienna’s butt bouncing a little when his fat erect shaft smacked against it. He could see her going stiff immediately, and making a soft moaning sound. 

“She smells a male that wants to make her feel good… Don’t worry, Master…”

A hand reached forward and lightly tugged his member, guiding the blunt head to that pussy, Jaune feeling those soft pussy lips wrapping around the head, Kali’s voice soft in his ear. 

“She’ll love it… Master. You’ll be making her feel good and make her feel like she’s doing a good thing for the farm.”

Jaune thrust forward, egged on by Kali.

Sienna’s body ached from whatever it had been that had marked her butt, the warm feeling of something being rubbed on it by a soft hand making her feel a little bit better, but then… something large and hard rubbed against her pussy lips. It was something that undoubtedly was a penis, her body restrained like that, and the worst thing…

It was huge. 

She wanted to resist, feeling how it seemed to hesitate, only to ram into her. If she wasn’t gagged, she would have screamed, feeling how that massive penis pushed itself into her depths, without even a warning, faintly aware of a man’s body on top of hers, feeling how the hood was being removed, and Kali’s face popping up, betrayal going through her, as the hearing returned to her. 

“Now, Master… Sienna will like it better if you go slowly.’

‘That’s easy for you to say!’

She moaned through the gag, knowing that the human was fucking her, hearing his girly-sounding gasps, moaning in her ear that she was so nice and tight… and it actually affected her just a little.

‘I’m not… ugh…’  

She was a humans’ fucktoy now, restrained by the restraints and there to take his penis without as much as a word in edgewise, Kali gently brushing her hand over her head. 

“That’s it, Master Jaune. She’s here to receive all of that seed within you. We’ll have to go and make Eve feel good too… and me. We can’t forget me, now can we?”

Sienna felt his cock grow bigger and she groaned through the gag, unable to stop herself, feeling that orgasm coming at her like a freight train, rushing through her lower body to the brink of her patience, before she came, clenching around that cock and shivering, trying not to give him the pleasure that he was undoubtedly giving her, to show that she was a proud, defiant Faunus woman and not some mewling little tiger cumslut that would be-

‘Hah… it’s… hah, it’s good.’  

She’d had sex before, but even the guy with the horse dick that she’d fucked a few times after that HRA had been accepted into law couldn’t compare to the massive beast that her owner- a word that galled her to even use, had. 

She trembled, trying her best to not let him know too much, his words in her ears though, as he just talked.

‘Stupid humans with their stupid emotions and-’  

“Sienna, ah, you’re so tight. You’re so beautiful, I’m- hah, Kali- oh, don’t do that there, I’m- I’m sensitive there!”

Kali’s soft little cooing voice was louder than Jaune’s, as Sienna felt her body tingle, that cockhead scraping the back of her womb with that hot male shape of it. 

“You’re going to like it, Master Jaune. Men are very sensitive if you gently massage their balls… We’ll be better to take care of your needs, Master Arc… We’re slaves, after all, and Sienna needs a really big… Are you going to cum?

Jaune Arc, the man who owned them now, was panting and whining, the cock belching forth small strings of pre-cum inside her. Sienna realized to her small and muted horror, that if he came inside, with this massive bitch-breaking bastard breeding bull breed-baster inside her, she’d get pregnant. There was no birth control, there was no hesitation and she was going to cum her ever-loving brain out if he came inside her right now. 

‘Oh- Oh!’  

She’d never show it to him, but her pussy was leaking, almost pissing with how many juices were splurting out of that pussy-hole of hers, feeling the sweat drip down her body, trembling a little harder, as her eyes closed. 

“Ah- haahhh- no, I’m- I’m going to cum, I’m- ahh, Kali, that’s sensitive that’s-”

Kali did something and the human gasped, Sienna trying to buck against her restraints, before she felt something hot and yogurt-like splatter into her womb. Like a thick paste, it splattered against the back of her womb, making her still immediately, her eyes wide as he moaned and gasped, Kali giving a soft little coo. 

“It’s just a little prostate massage… It’s what they do to breeding bulls that make the cows pregnant… Shhh, just let it all out… Sienna will love it, she’s already loving it.’

Sienna’s head laid helplessly onto the bale on which she was currently getting seeded, her eyes wide as miniature orgasms plastered her body with a wonderful sheen of sweat and seed drooled from her pussy like someone had just emptied a carton of yogurt out into it and it was all going out, the reek of a man’s sweat and semen on her… and Sienna could barely muster the soft wheeze of pleasure, as she fought to keep herself properly conscious. 

‘I’ll resist… ah… ah, he’s just… it’s not stopping.’  

Inch after inch of that cock slowly pulled out, the cum blasting out around that thick stave of erect man-meat, Sienna’s hope that it might not have fertilized her dying like the wishes of a free Menagerie, as she knew that with this torrential tsunami of erection-induced orgasm, she was definitely getting pregnant. 

A girl’s orgasm hastened her body’s need to breed, and she had been cumming like it was monsoon time in Menagerie…

‘I’m getting pregnant… Oh, I’m getting pregnant… I’ll be pregnant with his babies…’  

A brief little thought about them being perfect little kitties with blonde hair made her embarrassed, trying to shrug it off, but only feeling another orgasm blast through her lower body, feeling his body lay on top of her. 

‘He’s going to be the daddy to my babies…’  

She didn’t know why she was crying. Were they tears of relief or tears of regret? He was just slowly shrinking inside her pussy, the cum forming a massive pool below her, as she heard Kali softly whisper in the Master’s ear that he’d done well. 

She moaned through the gag, feeling her body tremble a little when he had finally pulled out completely. 

‘That was…’  

A flex of her kegel muscles and the cum streamed out of her. 

‘If I’m not pregnant now, I’ll be pregnant after the next…’  

She didn’t know whether to feel happy or not.

The human gave a soft groan, slumping off her and just trying to push himself up again. 

“That was… God, you’re beautiful.”

She blushed a little, knowing that it had been unprompted, feeling that massive tube of flesh smack between her buttocks, and Kali’s soft little chuckle. 

“Now… Shall we get Eve comfortably bred too, Master? You can’t let her be all by her lonesome, you know… I’ll make it feel good.”

The human gave a soft groan. 

“No butt stuff, okay? That- That was a bit too much.”

Sienna wondered whether he’d be feeling good with no butt stuff, but right now, laying there and just enjoying the afterglow would be nice…

‘I’m going to have babies…’  

It felt a little real.

Jaune felt a little awkward as Kali shuffled him into the bathroom, the older woman giving him no time to recover, only saying ‘Master Jaune needs to be prepared for Eve first’ and then getting a rather embarrassing scrub-down by Kali, who turned the showerhead on and then started to scrub him down, humming softly as she grabbed his manhood and then rubbed it. 

“We can’t have you making it all dirty… We’re going to make sure that you’re sparkly clean, while Sienna enjoys a little recovery. Master Jaune, you’re going to make all of us feel good, yes?’

He wasn’t going to really do too much with the ‘not feeling good’ thing, as Kali’s fingers lightly squeezed the base of his shaft, the large erection bouncing up and down a little, as he got harder and harder with the scrubbing. 

“Now… Just get your underwear on. We’re going to inspect the others… A master should observe his slaves… Don’t worry, Megan said that you weren’t someone that would abuse the privileges… if the other girls can really get up.”

A coy smile played on Kali’s lips at the thoughts that undoubtedly bubbled up in her mind, a touch to his hips, as she pressed herself against him and then nipped at his neck like a playful cat. 

“Then again… If you do get up, and you feel like a little cat would be a good fuck…”

Fingers grabbed that tree-trunk-like cock of his, jerking it slowly, as she purred. 

“I’m all yours…”

Her voice was husky and womanly, as she kissed his neck. 

“Master, you’re a good person… So you may make use of me as you wish. Anything that you’d like… but we’ll have to make Eve feel good too. She’ll be producing some milk for us first… Cow Faunus, you know… And Velvet will need some love too. She’s got nice hips too, don’t you agree?’

He agreed with that, knowing that Megan and Velvet both were very busty and lovely women, he probably didn’t deserve to have slaves that good-looking… but then again, they had been kept out of the hands of others who would just use them and abuse them. 

“I just don’t-”

Kali purred. 

“Master Jaune, don’t you worry… We’re alone in the shower and we can get it a little messy… Just say the words and this little kitten will purr for you…”

He was tempted, he was so very tempted right now, now that his balls were already refreshing that load inside them into something that’d be ready to blow inside some tight womanly pussy. 

‘I just don’t…’  

“Just say ‘Kali, serve your Master’s big hard human cock’ and I wouldn’t have the option to refuse… I’d be all yours, letting you spend all of that hot cum inside me… Megan said that sharing is caring… or something. Just tell me what you want and…”

Her tongue scraped over his neck and her breathing was almost like a hot caress, as she kissed his cheek. 

“I’ll make you feel really good.”

He cleared his throat, and she obeyed, taking a step back. 

“I want to fuck you.”

His balls ached a little, knowing how it felt to have such a pent-up need inside his groin with that sweet aphrodisiac that had been the woman’s almost over-eager manner of discussing such things, or feeding Sienna’s pussy his shaft. 

Kali was someone who preferred action, but worked with others. 

Maybe it was her nature as a mother or something, but she was pressed against the wall of the shower, her pussy on display, the marks visible of him owning her, and Jaune grabbed those motherly hips and drove his cock into her, Kali giving a meowing yowl, as she clenched tightly around his cock. 

It was animalistic, needy rutting, burning with the need to blast his load of seed inside her, letting out a soft shocked little gasp as her pussy was like a furnace and his balls smacked against her drenched pussy lips when he hilted himself inside her. 

“I haven’t had a man in a while, Jaune. Just give me what you want to give to a randy little mother cat… Give her that cum, Master Jaune. Give this cat what she’s needed… Come on. You can do it… Make your inner desires become real and put a baby in me again.”

The thought of Kali with a baby in her belly roused something inside him, as he imagined how Velvet and her mother would look, pregnant with his children. The thought of just knocking them up filled him with that ancestral Arc breeding urge, as his balls felt heavily loaded with the seed again, as Kali thrillingly kissed him back, her mouth pressing against her master’s, and he felt like he was in control, though technically, he was always in control.

It turned into him pushing Kali against the wall, her legs half-parted and him just impaling her, holding her up on his gargantuan cock, Kali’s eyes going wide with how deep he went, and her mouth uttering whimpers and pleased moans, before Jaune’s hard erection finally succumbed to the cat pussy, and her milf body shocked as his body finally unleashed that torrent of hot white spunk, Kali’s eyes rolling back as she moaned at him that she was going to be his. 

“I’m going to be owned, hah… hah, you’re going to get me pregnant, boy. I’ll be carrying my master’s baby.”

A hot thought, as the cum drooled down into the shower, the drain already filling with the white jizz, as Kali moaned softly at him to continue, Jaune going and giving her that wish of hers, once he’d mustered the need again. 

It took them two hours to finish the shower, his skin a little wrinkly from having had hot hard sex with the older cat Faunus, the womanly smile on her lips and that rubbing over her belly only making him feel even more excited. 

He smiled at her, before he decided that it would be a good time to go and inspect the fields, where hopefully, there’d be some more preparations done for the sowing. 

“Hey! You’ve had some fun, haven’t ya? Come on, Ilia! We’ll have fun with him later too! He’s fun to be around and he’s nice!”

Neon brought a smile to his face, as Jaune inspected their work. It wasn’t much different from the work that he’d been doing, but having more hands to help around the farm and the land was definitely making the work easier… even if there was more money spent on food. 

“Yeah… Who knows. You’re doing better now, aren’t you?”

Ilia just gave a little nod, not looking at him, while Neon’s smirk turned broad and catty. 

“Oh, if you give me another dicking like that, I’ll be happy as a pig in mud- no, wait, a bad analogue… eh. Anali- What’s that word anyways? I don’t know! It’s like ‘something’.”

Jaune supposed that she meant ‘analogy’ or a ‘metaphor’, but just smiled at her. 

“Analogy. Like a cat with cream.”

He supposed it had been a bad analogy, because her smirk turned bigger. 

“Oh yeah, I want me some of that cream. I want to get that hunky helping… You really must’ve fucked Kali good, you smell like her.”

Jaune supposed it was just what he could do with one of his slaves… Kali being more than willing to help him out with the pleasure department. 

All in a day’s work of being a slave owner.

Eve felt the restraints loosen a little, her back feeling like it was killing her, nipples leaking small droplets of milk, as the hood was lowered and her vision could see two bottles full of milk, already filled by the machine. The hum of the engine made her almost tune it all out, even with the unpleasant feeling of having been marked by someone who wasn’t gentle, the owner of the place standing there, with Sienna looking like she was torn between having her expression proud and abashed, her eyes looking the blonde, who only wore underwear, over, seeing that packaged massive dick that made his crotch look like it was hiding a third arm. 

She wasn’t blind to the effect of a man near her body, especially not after having had to go through the smell of a man’s cum in the room, Sienna obviously having had her first time in the breeding shack with the blonde, giving him a pouty, irritated look. 

“Hm… I suppose you’ll be wanting to have sex with me as well?”

She wasn’t okay with that right now, because her back was seriously killing her. Standing for an entire day like that with little support and the marks on her skin from the whole harness that had held her a little suspended was just… bad.

“Ah… You’re beautiful, but you look like you’ve had it rough. Sorry that I forgot about how uncomfortable it is for you, Eve.”

She smiled a little, feeling a little splash of warmth heat her up. 

‘Maybe he’s not so bad…’  

“Get me a nice warm bath and you’ll be getting some of me when my back’s back to normal… It’s rough on my back, especially with these babies.”

She could understand Sienna’s response, now looking more like it was just embarrassment rather than defiance, since the blonde was now the one that kept their asses out of the sights of the slave management authorities, like their capture had proven. 

It wasn’t the right time for it, though…

But Eve was a soldier, even if right now, there was no war to fight. 

“Ah… they are pretty big. Do you want a massage?”

She snorted, nodding at him. 

“Sure… No funny business, though. They’re sore because someone put the milking machine on for like, six hours…”

The guy was a chump, but Eve supposed that a massage could be tolerated. 

He’d have to do a better job before she’d surrender herself to that dick though…

Even if it looked like it would be like a kickstand or something with how massive it was…

‘Damn it, now I’m thinking about it…’

Sienna looked like she’d lost three years of stress after getting ploughed by that monster…

‘Fuck… Now I guess I’m going to be taking that dick too.’  

This was not in line with her whole revolutionary goals… but any dick in a hole…

She did have her urges, after all.

Thirty minutes later, she was lounging within the bathtub that was a little bit on the small side compared to her frame, letting the warm water soothe her muscles, letting out a half-content sigh, looking at Sienna, who looked like she was most assuredly not trying to suppress a smirk. 

“So, the sex was that good, huh?”

She knew Sienna for ages, so she knew the micro-expressions that Sienna had the best. Seeing those features of her friend turn a little complex and frustrated meant that Sienna had at the very least, had a wonderful time with the guy, who wasn’t half-bad for Eve’s book, at least given their current living situations. 

It would be yet another nail within the coffin for her if she actually had to go and think about herself getting fucked by the guy. 

“It wasn’t half-bad. We could do worse.”

Sienna-speak for ‘it was amazing’, Eve translated mentally, knowing that Sienna didn’t easily get impressed by someone. 

Thirty minutes later, Eve pushed the bedroom door open to find the rabbits in bed with the master, and Jaune looking a little startled, as she cleared her throat. 

“I’m going to make him see stars, ladies… A cow needs to be poked, come on, chop chop.”

They weren’t even taking her needs into account, as she got a nervous look from the daughter, while the mother muttered a very quiet ‘couldn’t resist, could you?’ at her, before Eve looked at that towering rod, giving him that sharp look, and then taking a deep breath. 

‘Here it goes…’  

Grabbing that dick and then aligning herself with it and then plunging herself down on it, letting out a guttural little squeak at the feeling of having a fist-thick dick pushing right into her sex, letting every hint of pleasure burn through her senses, as she took a few short, quick breaths, before taking the time to adjust to his girth, that big penis filling her perfectly... And slightly too perfectly, she could tell, because her lower body was already starting to grow numb. 

Important thing to remember here, was that she was already sore. 

The feeling of his large manly club pushing right into her womb was just something that she bore, her body tingling with the penetration, before she started moving up and down, letting him feel that hot pussy of hers clench tightly, the awe-struck look on his face making her feel a little abashed.

Rubbing her breasts in his face worked, as long as she didn’t have to think too much about the possible feeling of being pounded by the biggest dick she’d ever felt at inopportune times. It was just something to get off, not something that would have her feelings in a mess and her whole body lighting up with that sweet pleasurable desire, tingling her body in need, her eyes closing and trying to banish the sexual thirst, juices drooling from his manhood as she bounced. 

‘Wooh…’  

Her throat made a few beastly sounds, before she slumped on that cock, feeling the human’s sturdy cock push in deep, her eyes closing and the groan coming from her lips being even more animalistic, as she gasped. 

‘Feels fucking good.’  

She wasn’t some shy virgin, but the guy was ramming it in the right spots, as her body trembled with that sweet desire, shaking her hips, that turgid spire easily caressing every sensitive little nub of her vagina, her body seizing up with that pleasure, as she breathed in the smell of the male that she was mating with. 

It was animalistic desire, something that had to be done because of her body responding to the pleasure and the desires of her nature, the feeling of the young man below her making her feel like the anger and the rage that she had once felt was now fading, as she just let him be the one to take her for that ride. 

‘It’s for the best…’  

She’d be the milk cow, since her breasts were sore right now and the others wouldn’t be getting it up anytime soon, given that she literally was a cow.

His orgasm was quick to come, she could tell his presence was starting to grow on her, just a little bit. 

“Just cum, damn it. Show me what you’ve got, human.”

Already, she was brutally getting her rocks off, her hair sticking to her face. Getting this big dick right into her made her feel like doing a little bit more for him, that whole slack-jawed, awestruck look he was sporting making her feel like the morning was going to be hell on her pussy muscles, as her womb felt the large cockhead disgorge the first splattering thick blast of his spunk, making her whole body tingle, her eyes closing and then letting out a sigh, tensing up immediately, before more of that hot seed followed. 

‘Doesn’t he come with an off button?!’  

His hands grabbed her and she was suddenly pressed up against him, as he shifted his manner of laying there for a moment and she felt those heavy balls smack against her. 

‘Oh! Oh! Ah!’  

She might have had an orgasm. 

He definitely was having an orgasm. 

It was sticky and messy, but she wasn’t going to give up so easily, her pussy clenching hard around that big dick of his, giving a challenging groan, before she pulled herself off him, a few spurts of cum landing on her back, as she crawled up a little, her heavy breasts laying against his face. 

“Don’t think I’m going to be meek and submissive to you, human. You need a cow, I’m your cow.”

His seed was inside her. She had already started to lactate, and it had been… unpleasant.

“You’re beautiful.”

Her expression was not pleased, even if she did feel pleased. 

“There’s more fucking to be done, ‘Master’. Flattery can be for the later times, get this thing back up and working! If I’m not producing milk, it’ll make the others feel bad!”

She’d have to make sure that she got his seed in her.

Sienna might think she had gone soft or something, even if this dick wasn’t going soft anytime soon.

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Jaune lay in bed.

Eve had managed to get herself out of his bed in the morning, but his balls felt sore from how much the woman had wanted to fuck. Those big massive breasts of hers bounced whenever she moved, and he felt a little embarrassed to realize that while she’d had great sex with him, he’d been a bit pressed down by that whole exuberance. 

“Master Jaune…”

Meg spoke with almost a lewder purr, as she opened the door, Velvet coming in after her mother, Jaune’s erection starting to rise again, as Meg sat herself down on the bed, motioning for Velvet to take the other side. 

“You’ve had a lot of fun, didn’t you? Come on, let us serve you…”

Megan’s hand grabbed the base of his shaft, as Velvet scooted close, her lips pressing against the shaft, and her mother’s fingers stroked over the base, Jaune gasping a little at the sudden touch of her mother’s fingers to his sack, while Velvet’s lips slid up to the head. 

“Just relax, Jaune. We’re your slaves… Velvet’s been a little nervous.”

Velvet’s head looked at her mother, her lips moving from that cock to give a hushed ‘Mom!’ at her mother, Jaune groaning a little as his balls churned with a load already, the soreness still working through his body, as Velvet’s head was guided to his balls. 

“Suck on those, Velvet dear… We’ll have some fun, we’ll make some nice memories… Jaune, she’s a little nervous that you’ll spend more time with the fellow slaves. Not that it isn’t fun, of course… Make him feel good, Velvet.”

That big butt of Velvet’s slightly wobbled as she started to lean down, her lips sliding from the bottom of his sack to the top, at where her mother’s hand rubbed the base, Megan’s lips pressing against the plump cockhead, the hot warm need inside his balls burning like a lit flame, breathing heavier, as he looked at Velvet’s mouth that was locked around his ballsack, the rabbit Faunus women giving him loving sexual needs relieved through their actions. Soft touches, as she slurped on his balls, still churning with need, as Megan’s large breasts wrapped around his cock. 

“Master Jaune, you’re going to make us all pregnant bunnies…”

He couldn’t think straight, as Megan’s large tits bounced, stroking his manhood with showy pumps, the nipples poking out, as Velvet continued to work on his balls. He found that they were beautiful creatures, Velvet’s body bouncing a little with every throaty moan that she gave, vibrating his plump balls, letting him feel Megan’s breasts bounce and slide over his cock, Megan’s ears standing upright, as she looked at him behind her long lashes. 

“You’re going to make us all your mommy slaves… We’re going to be wringing these fat balls dry and making you a daddy.”

His voice was almost hesitant, as he moaned again, and then spoke. 

“You’re so- I’m not-”

He was going to be producing Faunus milk, and that meant that he had to put babies into the women, feeling his balls producing yet another burst of that thick cream, Velvet’s mouth slurping loudly, as Megan’s big breasts wrapped around his cock. 

“You’ll be doing it. Velvet loves you, I love you… Well, not that we have much choice, but you’re going to be the big bad human raping his slaves pregnant every season, Jaune… and that’s just something we’ve got to tolerate as your ‘slaves’, hmmm?”

He had the feeling that it was more the reverse, as the women seemed to like the sex, Jaune’s ballsack starting to quiver, as the spunk prepared itself to be shot out over that face, feeling his body respond to the need, letting out a guttural sound as he felt the tension in his balls, Megan’s tongue sliding over his cockhead. 

He wasn’t cruel, he didn’t think he was, but Megan seemed to be poking at things and seeing what words she could use to bring forth that orgasm, his breathing hot and gasping, as he felt the hot warm need burning down below, his stiff shaft pulsing, and his hand grabbing her head and holding her there as she took every single jet of his spunk against her face, Jaune feeling Velvet’s tongue sliding down over the sack, letting his own orgasmic moan sound loudly, as Megan’s face was pasted with his spunk, her dark hair brushed with a finger, as she gave him that look. 

“Velvet, honey… I think Jaune needs to have you love him some… He’s got another load of slave-breeding spunk in those balls, right?”

The thought of having sex to make a baby was hot enough to make him shiver, as Velvet’s mouth let go of his balls, and she looked at her mother. 

“Mom, I’m- He’s-”

Megan’s hand grabbed her daughter’s bunny ear and dragged her over to his cock, releasing it, the hot steamy spunk still on the dick, as Velvet licked over his cockhead. 

“You’re going to be Master’s special bunny breeder, Velvet. You’re going to breed my daughter, Master Jaune. We’re just Faunus spunk-holes in the world’s eyes…”

He gasped, as Velvet’s tongue wriggled down his urethra, teasing the sensitive slit, his breathing growing more intense, as Megan continued, her eyes lit up with that light of imagination, as she ran a finger down his shaft. 

“Mount him, Velvet. We’re going to make sure that this farm will be a success, and we’ll live happily here. HRA or not, we’re still going to be with the cute human boy that we remember peeing in the bushes and then-”

Jaune squeaked in embarrassment, as Velvet got up and then pushed his cock between her pussy lips, kissing him on the lips, feeling that wet warm hole clenching around his cock, not stopping to make pleasure pulse through his lower body, breathing heavily, as Velvet continued to kiss him, her lips against his own, eyes flushed with emotions and endorphins, as Megan came close to his ear. 

“She’s going to be nervous for a while, but we'll have to make sure that we get a nice good schedule in mind for what’ll happen later on… you can’t be a farmer in a farm without a wife, after all…”

There was no thought of a wife in his mind, as Velvet’s tight pussy and butt bounced, wobbling a little as she mated with him, because sex was not a word that could be used to describe this, letting out a soft little groan at the feeling of having the warm pussy milking his sack, letting her hands grab his head and deepening the kiss. 

“You’re going to breed your saves, Master Jaune. Us all, your personal milk cows. My velvet was always hoping to be a wife… ut we’ll settle for being your little rape-meat breed Faunuses…”

A chuckle from the older woman, as she kissed his cheek. 

“Your mother said to me that if things come to it, I’d have some small say in things… They aren’t complete maniacs after all, they love you.”

That they did, letting him be very aware of the whole fact that they did through the dress-up games and the ‘you’re a man now, son’ that his sisters and parents did, and he was sure that they might even visit, feeling how Velvet tightened around his cock, letting out a little groan at the tension that shot through his ballsack, feeling the hot warm need burning in his nuts increase as Velvet seemed to be intent on wringing out another orgasm, breaking the kiss.

“I love you, I love you, master, master… You’re mine, you’re mine, mom’s mine too and you’re- ah, I’m going to cum!”

There was a tension that burst when she came, her juices drooling from the pussy that he was getting fucked by, as Velvet was on top of him, Megan not stopping. 

“Breed her. You need to breed her to tame her, Master Jaune. We’re a bunny girl faunus, so we need plenty of your hot rich jizz, Master Jaune… You’re going to be ‘raping’ us all night until we produce good milk for the farm.”

He came, feeling Velvet tighten up with her mother’s goading, his hands grappling those hips with a loud CLAP sound, as he held her hips and felt the warm burning need to make his mar, the seed welling up from the depths of his balls and then slathering the back of her womb with his hot white eruption, the need burning inside his balls to just let it all go. 

“I love you.”

Velvet’s words were mimicked by his own, as Megan gave a quiet little chuckle.

“You’re going to wear the Faunus out, Master Jaune, but we’ll take good care of you. I don’t really have a husband… not that I’m allowed anymore, so Velvet and I will have to be under your name as your property, sweetie…”

He groaned, feeling Megan’s hand grip the base of his shaft, Velvet’s mouth uttering another sweet utterance, letting him feel the hot warm sperm bubble up, burning in his urethra before it oozed out into Velvet’s welcoming pussy.

Hot, warm oozes, pulsing from the bulging cock, as Velvet gave a quiet little ‘hah’, as Megan lightly brushed Velvet’s hair out of her face. 

“One bitch to be bred by the Master… A Faunus bunny, all breedable… Don’t worry, Velvet. You’ll have the babies that you want.”

A hot warm gush inside her pussy, trembling with that sweet nectar of femininity, her mouth making quiet little whimpers, as Jaune felt Megan tug her daughter off his cock, which whipped up, a streak of white cum hitting the door. 

“Oh my… That’s a big load, Master Jaune… You don’t mind if I’m the one giving it a go, do you? You’re not going to be a master that would think me old , right?”

He groaned. Megan definitely wasn’t old, she definitely wasn’t over the age that he liked, and she was grinding her palm against the soft spongy shaft, letting a small little gurgle out as she rubbed the soft little spongy head with her fingers, her eyes looking aglow with a desire, as she started to go and massage the base of his dick a little harder, breathing picking up, as she seemed to be making ready for her own mounting. 

‘Ugh…’  

Making sure that the farm would be profitable would be a task for later, as she rose and then aligned her pussy with his penis and slowly slid down on it, her voluptuous body moving with that heat in her motions, his cock throbbing with every inch that sank into that body, barely making her body twist or distend where it slid in, Velvet murmuring something as her mother pushed herself down on his cock, a soft guttural womanly sound from her as she impaled herself on his manly spear, the words teasing and sweet at the same time. 

“You’re just enough for the lot of us, Master… The new ones will grow to love you just as much as we love you. Our human master needs to feed our pussies with cum or we’ll not have happy babies for you…”

Moving, with those massive breasts of hers bouncing, Jaune could only feel the happy feeling surge, as his balls felt chock-full of spunk, ready to burst a thick load all over her body with the need rising even further, his eyes closing, as every inch of his cock was being squeezed by her, small motions dragging out pleasure that he could not deny himself the feeling of. 

“You’re-”

Velvet kissed him, Jaune’s face full of bunny lover, as he felt his future mother-in-law… well, more like ‘mother of one of his house slaves’ gyrate her hips, those heavy breasts pressing against Velvet’s head, letting the daughter’s mouth press harder, and he tongued her mouth, feeling pleased with the sensations, even as his orgasm came and Meghan was full of his spunk with that potent eruption, the two rabbit Faunus letting him recover a little. 

‘A little bit more and I’d be able to get up…’  

The woman on top of his cock slid off and he felt how sweet the touches of her tongue were, as she cleaned him up with her mouth, his breathing growing heavier and heavier with every little moment for his clean-up, as the two rabbits got to work, Jaune seeing his cock being saliva-coated by the two, soft touches making warmth shoot through his rod, as Velvet slid her face down again, the heavy smell of cum in the room making him wonder if he should air it out a little first…

But it wouldn’t be too difficult for him to do so.

It was great to have someone there to love him. 

Kali looked at their owner, master, future breeding partner and probably a very nice, pleasant young man. Blake had been almost lyrical on the topic of the young man, after she’d gotten more used to the pleasure that a man could give her. Eve though…

Eve had been terse and tense in her words, but even Kali could see that there was some sort of fondness for the human. The man, she supposed that he’d been a man after he’d had eight Faunus giving him plenty of that loving, was someone that kept their butts out of the fire of attention from the authorities that enforced the HRA, her own heart feeling drawn to him. 

“Perhaps you’d like to have some time with us before we go to the fields?”

There was work to be done, but the two rabbit Faunus were already busy with working themselves out of their cum-drunk stupor, from the last she’d seen of the two of them. It wasn’t a big trouble for her to have some more attention directed to the man, as she glomped on to the arm that he had free. Smelling the scent of his manly body was enough, glancing at Blake and knowing that it would be a bit too early for her to just bring the warmth of a woman to him.

Men needed to cool off after they’d had sex, after all. That was the basics of serving your husband… or lover. 

He would serve as both, since she didn’t really give her chances of consensual sex after escaping from the farm any good odds. Better the man you knew was at least a decent sort than the one who would be a ‘maybe’ at best, to show the love and devotion to and be stabbed in the back, as had been commonplace, as far as she’d heard. 

He was a kind, loving young man. 

“Ah… I really shouldn’t be-”

Neon looked like she was going to talk his ear off again, so Kali lightly shook her head to indicate that she should keep her mouth shut, guiding Jaune to his seat and then starting to lightly work on his hair, making sure that it was groomed well. It was humble, easy work for anyone with a bit of sense, letting her feel the hot flashes of desire, as she smelled the other women on him. 

‘Sienna is more convinced of herself than of the young man…’  

Megan had been a treasure trove of information as well. Since they were now property, the young man who was their owner would be the one that would be most important in their lives, and Kali knew that a master who was not cruel was definitely preferable, as the rabbit Faunus had said to her that it was not in Jaune’s nature to be cruel.

A boon, as she straightened, letting his hair be at peace. 

It would be adjusting to the pace of life. A life at a farmstead, with other women to take care of their owner… or husband, if it were to be such a title. Not that they could marry before the eyes of the Gods anymore, but Kali would at least like a small ceremony, to at least dedicate herself to the man that would be the one who would be seeding her pussy until she produced milk.

‘Such a simple life…’  

But it held safety. 

As she worked on the field, looking at their owner again, seeing how Blake was glancing over as well and Ilia looked hesitantly at the thoughts that undoubtedly blossomed within her mind about the man, Kali supposed that it would be a good thing to be a little more forward, her hand reaching out and touching the young man’s side. 

“Master Jaune, you need some relief, don’t you?”

It was perhaps the weather or just the need inside her, as she guided her fingers to his fly and then unzipped him, letting him feel that pressure relief as that big meaty shaft pushed out of the fly, Kali settling on her knees, just smelling that raw masculinity, as she licked the side, letting him moan. 

‘He’ll need to be guided a little…’  

Sienna and Eve were still doing their best to act as ‘slaves’ that would be there for the seeding, with Jaune’s own needs taken care of by the way that he’d be with the others. 

“This feels good, doesn’t it?”

Her voice was heavy and needy, and she found herself feeling a bit more awkward at the feeling of joy in her belly at being there to take care of his need, feeling that hot urge inside her, as she turned her head, that big slab of dick nestling itself against her cheek, lifting the fringe of her hair up a little, turning her gaze to Blake. 

“Blake, Master Jaune needs us to take care of his erection. Help out, so Master can continue to work.”

Servile and sweet, she couldn’t help but feel, knowing the warm burning brush inside her stomach was starting to dip itself into the inkwell of arousal, her daughter’s tongue sliding over the side, Jaune’s hands grabbing her head and letting her feel his guiding push, Blake given the same treatment, as they slid over the shaft like two kitties getting their cock-polishing skills polished up, her breathing growing heavier with the arousal, as her daughter too felt it. 

“Master Jaune, do you want us to suck on this gigantic penis of yours, hmmm?”

Flattery was enough to tease out more enthusiasm from him, as his large penis bounced and bobbed with their loving ministrations, teasing more of that shaft, letting out soft little gasps as Blake seemed to get into it, kissing the underside, while Kali started to lick the head, as their human master only groaned. 

“I think he needs to fuck… So, which one of us do you want, Master?”

Neon piped up, and Jaune groaned a little, Kali feeling a stab of annoyance, knowing that Neon would be a chatterbox that would spoil the mood just a bit, but didn’t comment on it aloud, knowing how it felt to have a good hot man around now, with the blonde giving a small little groan. 

“Ilia? Do you feel like it?”

Ilia blushed and only nodded, the buttocks wobbling, as Jaune stepped past them, Kali feeling a little jealous as Ilia got on all fours, and Jaune got behind her, that cockhead rubbing against her pussy, before he speared it open with that large penis, the thick hard shaft blasting itself into the tight hole, Ilia giving a shriek of pleasure, making others look at her, Meghan giving a small smirk at her as Ilia was pressed against the ground, her petite body dominated by the human’s massive cock, letting the sight of the man’s body moving, humping her like some sort of horny sex beast etch itself into their minds. 

Since it was just a quickie, undoubtedly there would be need for some clean-up, but Jaune’s body moved, Kali moving in at his side and kissing him, letting any words be silenced by her mouth, a soft groaning from her lips, as she started to feel the heat burning inside her pussy again, as Ilia moaned and whimpered, taking his cock. Neon started to massage Ilia’s breasts a little, Ilia’s head between Neon’s thighs, as Neon knelt at her front, massaging those little nubs, Ilia the bridge in-between the two of them. 

“Come on, she’ll be feeling good, Master. Come and put that big hard dick in her, she’s panting at my pussy… That’s the spirit! Breed us little bitches for your pleasure… ah, I’m so fucking lucky that we’ve got a stud. I would hate to be-”

Kali cleared her throat after breaking the kiss. 

“Neon, he doesn’t need to be told to put a load inside Ilia, you know? There’s going to be a load plastering her womb white with his baby juices in just a little… See?”

Jaune was gasping, moaning and groaning, Ilia’s soft little squeaks and moans louder and louder, as she continued getting the large cock, until the cum flooded that tight hole, her breathing growing erratic, as Jaune continued to breed and seed her. 

Kali pulled him off Ilia, leaving Ilia’s legs parted and cum dripping out onto the dirt, Ilia down for the count, and Kali’s tongue finding its way down Jaune’s throat, as Blake started to work with Neon on cleaning his cock up, the last few moments spent with pleasure in her body, before that dick was clean and she clapped. 

“Let’s go and continue our work, girls. We’ve had Master’s pleasure seen to. Master Jaune, please go and see what Eve and Sienna are up to in the stables.”

The man of the farm did as she suggested, as she supposed he would, looking at Ilia, who was getting up again, still a little frazzled from being given what undoubtedly had been two to three orgasms or something, her whole body looking a little squashed because it had been pumped so full of cum against the soil. 

“That… that felt good.”

Ilia admitted, Kali giving a small smile. 

“Of course, it’s Master Jaune after all. You’ll find that he’ll be even better with some practice.”

It wouldn’t be a big trouble for the lot of them to get themselves even better-situated within the farmstead, letting him be the lover and the owner.

Eve’s body tingled, as she felt hands brushing over her body, the hood that she wore to be the anonymous milk cow making her sight fade, while her other senses exploded, leaving her to tingle with arousal as a hand brushed over it, smelling the scent of a man in the room, hearing faintly the muffled sound of talking. 

“Of course, Master. You’re… You’re trying to keep us safe.”

Sienna had turned around on the thought of being with the man, so Eve would turn her thoughts more towards the pleasure that would be gained. With the lack of freedoms that they could enjoy, it would be bad for her to rebel even more, as she felt his hands rub over her back, soft little groans from her mouth coming, as her bare body felt the hands run over them. 

“I know. I don’t really like it much, but it’s for the best. I’m… Eve, are you okay?”

She groaned a little, and the hood was removed, her skin glistening with sweat and anticipation. No doubt, she was leaking pheromones, as she breathed in and out that sweet desire, looking him over, her arms only lightly secured to the ceiling with a few knots that a child could undo. 

“Just a bit tense, Jaune.”

Her pride would hardly allow him to be called ‘Master Jaune’, even though technically, he was that. 

“Take it easy, okay? I don’t want you to be hurt.”

He was going to give them their meal, she could tell, the slop that they fed the Faunus being surprisingly nutritious, since it was feed tailored for longer lives, humans barely able to stomach it… which was what it had been made for, of course. 

The big hard bulge in his pants would be breeding her. 

A baby would form in her belly, making her pregnant, filling her with his sperm and letting out that big moo as she felt filled up by it. 

“I’m fine. Ugh…”

Sienna and her were probably wanted, but if they gave birth, well, it’d be a bit more… easy, to just pretend to have been bought all along. It was safety, even if she spread her legs for the human… or just rode him. 

Being in control had been nice, after all, and the human didn’t seem to be too worried about things, letting things go as they had been, with no real problems for them all with the authorities. Kali was the matron of their little clique, and the elder rabbit definitely seemed to know Jaune better than they did… but still, it nagged at her. 

“You can take a break, I’m pretty sure that you’ll… You need to heal up from being marked like that, right?”

She could deal with it. 

“Just make sure that I lactate, human. I’m not going to be useful without a baby in my belly.”

A baby that’d probably have blonde hair, someone that would be another milk producing cow, if she was a girl. 

That big dick would be making her baby girl, if it was a girl, a woman too, once she was able to. 

A disgusting thought, but also something that made something inside her feel happy, knowing that as far as humans went, he was Faunus-size in cock… Or fun size. Right now, she was feeling the needs rise. 

“You’re going to be a good slave, Eve. Don’t worry.”

His hands grabbed her breasts, squeezing them lightly together, trying to push some milk out of them, Sienna giving a little huff, as she clearly showed her opinions on the matter, showing her face for a moment and then tensing up a little, knowing that she was here with a man that was her master, her whole body trembling again as he let go of her breasts. 

He reeked of sweat and cum, more than what she’d thought would be pleasant, but the jolt inside her pussy was enough to bring a small surge of happiness to her. 

‘It wouldn’t hurt to make the pleasure go…’  

It was fun, too. 

Sex was fun, she came to the conclusion after the orgasms. 

“You should be ready to perform the sex on me when I’m restrained, Master Jaune. We’re just inhuman slaves, after all.”

A shudder went through her body, as she essentially sold herself and her people out, the small look of guilt on his face enough, as she motioned for the hood. 

“Just get Sienna properly put in her place and do your thing, Master. We’re chattel, we’re here to produce milk for your farm.”

And get free food. Free sleeping places. 

Sex. 

It wasn’t so bad to be with a man who was able to provide that level of safety and security for her. 

Jaune’s fingers slid over her body, lightly brushing over the buttocks, as Sienna gave her a look, Jaune looking uncertain. 

“We’re not being inspected, Eve.”

She groaned in frustration. 

“Just to make sure that it is easily done, Master. You’re going to put that hood on me again and then shove it in, making me feel good and then go ‘pew pew’ inside me, and make me get a baby.”

It would be a problem for later thought, with how her body responded to him, as she awkwardly felt him put the hood back on, and felt the cock teasing her pussy. 

It slid in surprisingly easily, as she was wet already. 

“Ah… Eve.”

Her voice was muffled by the hood, as she felt him tickle her womb, her whole body lit up with pleasure, shivering a little as she felt him hit the back. 

He was well-suited to being with her, as his pendulous balls bounced against her flesh. 

‘Not to be a slave… ugh…’  

Jaune Arc was the man that would be the father of any of her children, under this corrupt system. The father of her children, a younger man, but with a penis that made her shudder and want more of it. 

Even now, with her sight blocked and her body only allowed to feel what he wanted her to feel, there was a safety within those actions, restrained but yet with a man who would not unjustly punish her, a warmth between her thighs at the thought of more rough treatment, letting him really wear her out. 

‘This is so bad for my mental state…’  

It was a weird thing to sort of love a guy and also hate his species, but Eve didn’t think more about anything as that penis scraped her sensitive sex, feeling how the human’s body ground against hers, hilting himself deep inside her, her mouth moaning through the hood, letting out sounds that were forbidden to the her of only weeks before, when the rage against humanity’s oppression had been high. 

The rush of an orgasm, mixing his fluids with her own and then jizz coating the spasming walls, was almost too natural, as she felt how he released her from her bondage, helping the hood off her, and then giving her that smile. 

“Thank you for helping out, Eve. I’ll go and make sure that you’re producing milk soon.”

That meant being pregnant. Not a very bad thought right now. It was hot to feel the cum drip down her thighs, feeling his big cock pulling out, rubbing against her pussy lips for a moment and then brushing down her thighs, a soft little groan from her lips at being unfulfilled, though she’d never utter it aloud. 

It would be a good time for some more… in-depth desire-mixing.

There was nothing that could be done about it, Sienna surmised. Seeing Eve enjoying the cock of the young blonde man that was currently doing a good job of cleaning Eve up a bit with a sponge and a bucket, she watched as the large tool drooled down more droplets of cum, the large member bouncing up and down. 

‘We’ll be pregnant and leaking milk with his libido…’  

She had to admit that she was no longer feeling the same indignation now, hearing Eve moan softly, as if she thought that Sienna wouldn’t notice. A soft little pat to the human’s side, and taking the sponge and starting to sponge Sienna off, aware of the clumpy seed that drooled down the tip. 

“We’ll have to do something about that…”

She muttered, perhaps a bit too loud as he looked at her with a questioning look. 

“Your penis. We’re going to have to do something about that, if we’re to be pregnant with your children.”

The worst thought to her was to be unfinished, to never leave a legacy. She would have liked it to be with a Faunus man, but she could at least cultivate this one into someone worthy of respect. 

At least it was a place where you could still walk around freely, even with the markings on the skin showing that she was a slave.

“Ah…”

She sighed, giving him a serious look. It wouldn’t do for him to be meek and mild-mannered. Other women would walk all over him and then he’d be married to some shrew that would go ‘all of the Faunus slaves need to be blinded to prevent the wandering eyes of the master of the house’ or something, like in that one movie that she’d seen when there had been still those movies that were shown in theatres. 

It had been the HRA’s enactment which had made things tougher for Faunus, but he was not at fault.

“You will need to act with command and presence, Master Jaune.”

A firm smack against Eve’s butt and the cow mooed under the hood. 

“We are your slaves. You are our master. You can be rougher with us, commanding us, show that you are not trampled over by our whims.”

He looked like he might complain, her hand snatching his large shaft. It was slick still with Eve’s juices, and she could smell Eve’s arousal growing more intense after being smacked. 

‘Trust her to be a masochist…’ 

Not the worst thing to really have, she supposed. 

“You’re going to be the master of a cow here. See this butt?”

Another firm smack, and that cock was shaken as if it were some particularly sturdy tree branch, bouncing up and down a little. 

“You’re going to fuck it as the Master of this place. You’re a farmer, we are your cows. You will be sticking this thing into us and you’ll force us to obey. You’re a human, you’re violating us all, and if you act meek-mannered, you’ll just make them suspicious.”

He gasped, and she realized that she might have squeezed just a bit too hard, but it was necessary. 

“You’re the man of this place. You’ve got female slaves that are beautiful, and you’re going to be the man that’ll put babies in them. The rabbits are going to go and probably complain about this, but there’s responsibility. We’re women.”

She doubted that Neon was one at times, because she chatted like a man would, with a mind like a sewer and a mouth that, if words were money, would make her rich as hell. 

“We like it when we’re treated with respect, but we respect a man that makes us respect them.”

He would need to learn to be a man, to command respect, or else the jig would be up. If the human authorities decided that he was unfit for his slaves to be under his supervision, it would be a quick trip towards the slave market for most of them, with the blonde being put in prison, or maybe a fine. 

Probably a fine, but the life they had here, with food, a place to sleep and enough freedom to be a good member of this farmstead’s whole ecosystem, would be gone. 

“But-”

She squeezed harder, knowing that if he didn’t get it, it would all be over for them. 

“You’re responsible for us. You’re going to be… ugh, our man. The only man. Fuck, get it into that thick, dense skull that we’re going to be set for life with you. You don’t beat us, you don’t amputate stuff because we have upset you and you sure as hell are not at all what I’d consider to be a hunk of a man, but you’re all that we’ve got between us and a fucking slave market or worse. We’re in the system. Eve here is going to be producing milk, if it is worth a damn or not, I don’t know, but I’m going to at least try .”

Hearing that made him smile, Sienna could tell that it was at least some progress… but she wasn’t going to give up on that. 

“So, get some balls! Just tell us what to do like a man and we’ll do it. You’re all that’s standing between us and slavery, so you’d better act like a man!”

He was…

She had to admit that when it came to balls, he was well-equipped. The size of his member was definitely big enough to make her feel like it would make most women gasp…

‘I’m- I’m actually considering it.’  

“Sienna… I’ll try, okay?”

She growled at him. 

“You should be going ‘Sienna, you’re my slave, you should be at my beck and call’, or ‘take care of my needs, slave’. We’re not human and you shouldn’t treat us to others- Be a man and take command! It’s got ‘man’ in it, so you’d better do it!”

‘The insanity of it all! Was he raised by women or something?!’  

Little did Sienna know that she was quite right on the money with that thought. 

The blonde human gave a soft sigh, that cock growing harder again as it seemed to revive at the thought of such a thing. 

Giving in to that thing would feel good.

‘Damn…’  

She was considering it.

The large bed that had been set up in the living room would suit all of them well, Jaune figured, after he’d heard Sienna’s little plea for more assertiveness in the household. 

It made sense, and having to put this all up in the living room, two of the mattresses put side to side easily making for a larger space for them to be in, letting his attention direct fully to the other preparations, the table to the side, as the bedsheets were somewhat made to be into good covering for the mattresses, Meghan and Velvet busy with the preparations, while the other slaves were currently… preparing. 

‘It really did work .’

It had been a simple ‘Go and prepare a big bed in the living room, we’re making it a fun night.’ and they’d nodded and done it. 

It wasn’t even much of a surprise to them, which only made it even better, seeing Velvet’s thick butt bounce a little as she bent over to fasten one of the mattress covers over the bed, her ears perking right up as she turned to him, smiling at him. 

“It’s done, Master Jaune… What sort of horrors have you planned for my dear daughter, hmmm?”

Megan spoke before Velvet could, and he blushed, knowing that this would be a good moment for him to assert himself, like Sienna had said he would. 

“I don’t think I’ve got horrors, planned…”

He knew that he hadn’t, as Megan lightly slipped her clothing off, the large breasts bouncing, as Jaune could see those womanly curves, mirrored in her daughter’s own, slighter yet still curvy body. 

“And that means that you’ve got fun planned for us, hmm?”

The others would be coming, and he saw Blake poke her head in, wearing only a light cloth for her modesty, her gaze lowering a little, as Jaune watched Kali lightly push her daughter into the room, giving him that warm, motherly smile, as the two made their way into the living room, Sienna and Eve following along. 

Neon and Ilia were the last to arrive, seeing how he was already prepared, lining up for him in a row. Their bodies were all different, from Eve’s titanic tits to the curvy bottoms of Blake, Ilia and Velvet, Jaune feeling his gaze drawn to the rabbits, Megan giving him a wink. 

“I’ve gathered you here because we’re going to have sex.”

It was blunt, direct and to the point. It delved into the subject matter in a quick, easy way, without any sort of hassle that he would have to conquer, letting out the breath that he’d been unconsciously holding as he saw them smile. 

“Master Jaune, we are your slaves. We are here for whatever you demand of us… Though I appreciate your candor in coming out and saying it.”

Kali’s voice was the more formal, the sweet tones bringing a smile to his lips, as he let out a little grunt, knowing that it was now time for him to direct them. Sienna shared a glance with him, and he squared his shoulders. 

“I’m going to be blunt with you girls. I’m just a single farmer.”

There was a cough and someone saying ‘eight Faunus aren’t enough for you?’ at a low tone, and he squared his shoulders. 

“I’m going to produce milk here, and Eve and Sienna have graciously decided to help me. I… I don’t want this to mean nothing, so… So I’ll be honest. You’re all hot. Even if you don’t think you are, I’m- Just get on the bed, I’m not good with words.”

He was already seeing them in the motion, their butts bouncing as they got on the bed, presenting themselves for him, seeing those gorgeous buttocks bounce and bob, as they let out soft little hums, sweet little murmurs coming from their direction, as he saw their bodies present to him. 

“He’s gonna fuck us. Aww yeah, we’re going to get fucked. This is great.”

Someone groaned and Sienna spoke quickly. 

“Shut up, Neon.”

The excitement in Neon’s voice was telling, Jaune feeling a little hot at the sensation that came from the depths of his body, taking the time to really loosen up a little, before he got himself ready. 

He was hard like steel, looking at the older women, Eve, Kali, Megan and Sienna, each in their late twenties to early forties at the eldest, seeing those bodies that had been prepared for the breeding role already standing there, Eve’s pussy damp, dripping with juices already, while Sienna’s looked like it was already warming up to become a good warm fuckable hole. 

He pushed himself into Megan’s wet pussy first, the rabbit Faunus moaning loudly, holding onto that big butt of hers, a soft groan from his lips to announce the pleasure that he felt, his eyes closing, as he sheathed himself into her, pulling out and then going for Kali, letting the older Faunus women feel his cock first, Kali’s moan softer than Megan’s own, as he pumped into her once, marking his territory, to widen her up a little, letting Sienna be the next one, feeling her tighten around his massive shaft, the tension in his balls building up, before he slid himself into Eve, going down to Ilia afterwards, rubbing over those smooth buttocks, the freckle-like marks almost aglow with a pinkish hue, before his cock claimed her vagina as well. 

“Come on, don’t leave a girl in suspense, I want it, big master man!”

He didn’t stop with Neon, giving it to her a little harder than he’d given it to Ilia, not so gently telling her that she might be chatting a bit too much, the loud ‘woohoo!’ that she gave almost like a small insult, before he turned to Blake, who looked hesitant, but took his cock pushing into her well, pressed against the bed and letting out a small ‘hahh!’ as that big butt of hers wobbled with his hips planting themselves against her, a soft groan in her ear, before he turned to Velvet, who had already made the effort to spread her pussy wide for him. 

He loved her, at least, that’s what his body told him. He went in slowly, letting her pussy stretch around his cock, a soft groan from her mouth louder than before, as he slid himself in deeper, the feeling of being with her something that gave him purpose, before he was fully into her, feeling a set of arms wrapping around him, as he was lightly pulled back, and then pushed onto the bed, Megan giving him a little wag of her finger. 

“Now, Master Jaune… You’re going to be declaring your orders to us, right?”

He was horny right now, and the Faunus slaves looked at him expectantly, Velvet getting herself up, lightly holding his head. 

“I want to have sex with all of you, and… and I guess I kind of love you all.”

It was too early to say this, but if they didn’t accept him, he wouldn’t feel this turned on. They smiled, different smiles all-over, but there was a smugness to Megan’s smile that was at odds with Kali’s almost endearing smile, as Blake turned beet red and Eve just gave a ‘hunf’ at the sound of that. 

“You’re going to be in for a challenge, Master… Blake, Velvet, Neon… Show the Master how good you are with pleasuring his manhood. Ilia… Let the master taste your need.”

He was going to have a task worth a lifetime, as the three girls followed the direction of Megan, and he felt their soft lips press against his cock, their butts in the air, before Ilia mounted his face, his tongue diving deep into that pussy of hers, tasting her juices, salty and with that hint of femininity that made him feel like he was doing something for her, while three tongues started to worship his balls and his cock, the butts bouncing and wobbling with every lick, while Kali, Sienna and Eve together with Megan seemed to take the backseat… or so he thought. 

Feeling them lightly massage his body, letting out a soft little groan as they all seemed to be really making him feel comfortable, a hot warm sensation that shot through his lower body, influencing him to groan at the touches, as the shapely bodies rubbed against him, soft little brushed over his skin with fingers, and the mouths moving over his cock, the three Faunus not stopping their pleasurable movements, as the senior ones started to caress him, Ilia still mounting his face, as he licked her pussy, dripping with her juices, his balls feeling the tongue of one of the girls, before they backed away a little. 

“Master Jaune, we’re at your beck and call… Perhaps you’d like things to be a bit more comforting for your sore genitals?”

Whose voice it was, Jaune didn’t quite catch, but Ilia’s crotch disappeared from his face, feeling the hot tongues pull away, as he watched as the Faunus looked at him, Velvet’s deep red blushing face showing clearly how her feelings were at the moment, a breathless ‘ah?’ from his mouth, as his erection stood up like a pillar of pleasure, ready to be of service to the Faunus women’s needs. 

“Please do?”

He tried, and he saw Ilia and Blake glance at each other, before Velvet sat herself down on his legs, that large butt of hers rubbing against the base of his cock. Blake and Ilia followed suit, and he felt those soft butts rub against his cock, still standing erect there, Eve pushing herself there, before Neon’s ‘Damn it, I’m joining in!’ finished it up, as the two wrapped their breasts around his cock. 

The warm squeezing tightness of those breasts and those butts moving, slowly jerking him with their glutes, his breath catching, before his balls started to feel the pressure, before Kali’s hands lightly pressed him down, Megan following after and Sienna being the last, kissing him, feeling the pressure of those butts grinding against his cock, the hot warm breasts bouncing over his sensitive cockhead, pre-cum drooling into that cleavage, as Eve licked over the head, Neon smoothing the head from the other side, the hot warm feeling that those two mouths gave him, coupled with the pleasure of that booty pressure. 

It was a crowded place around his cock, but that long hard throbbing spire of cock was cared for by their soft and gentle mouths, working on his massive erection without stopping for some moments of relief, as Kali’s mouth pressed against his own, the other two older ladies starting to work on his body, his hips barely able to push up, though he wanted to thrust between those butts and that titty selection, his breathing growing tenser, as surging within his balls was an orgasm. 

Eve’s mouth switched with Neon’s, Jaune’s relief coming finally as Neon’s cat-like tongue scraped against his sensitive urethra, his whole lower body burning with that load as it pushed out, Neon’s mouth full of cum after a long guttural moan, muffled only by Kali’s mouth, as Sienna replaced her, Neon squeaking a little as the cum blasted out, heavy ropes landing on her face. 

It oozed down those curvy bodies, letting the seed rain down on hem, leaving the Faunus coated with his slimy thick jizz, heavy breaths making him feel like he’d ran a mile, Neon’s skin glistening with the globs of thick jizz, dripping down her thighs.

“Woah…”

Hearing that and letting the orgasmic haze fade, he could tell that the Faunus had other plans, as he saw Kali get up, Sienna glancing at her, as Megan kissed his cheeks. 

“Girls, the Master wants to have some more fun… make sure that he’s kept very pleased.”

Ilia was the one that hopped off his groin first, before she hugged his side, Neon and Eve joining the little huddle, before Megan’s mouth started to suckle on the head of his cock, cleaning him up.

The warm embrace of the Faunus girls was enough to tide him over, as he felt Megan’s head pop off, Velvet kissing his face, letting him feel those big jiggly thighs against his face, as her mother’s bouncy rear bobbed a little with her body moving, Jaune’s testicles loading for the next shot, his breathing growing more intense with every single moment where the Faunus were loading their attentions against his bodily form, as if they were to oppress him with their lovely bodies. 

Ilia, cooler than most, just rubbed against him, while Blake was licking his neck, Velvet’s thighs a soft pillow as she brushed her hands over his head to keep him comfortable, as he could see the two Faunus milfs getting ready, their butts rubbing against his cock, Sienna and Kali both giving a sensual purr, as Megan raised her breasts up, two bouncy, jiggling orbs that bobbed for a moment with her flexing her womanly body, while Kali and Sienna both rubbed those bubble butts against his cock, the engorged pale shaft still enlarged, the stiff shaft wrapped within Megan’s large cleavage, as Velvet murmured softly that he was getting the most love out of them all. 

It was a warm, hot boob that rubbed over his head, before Megan’s mouth wrapped around the head, and Jaune could only give a manly moan, before he was treated to those very soft, tender boobs bobbing the cock between them like some sort of shaft getting polished, his body getting ready with the love that he had to share. 

There was no question about this.

If the ladies didn’t want to have sex with him, they would not be doing this. 

‘They do love me, it seems.’

He wasn’t sure whether it would even work with him right now to deny that they were willing to go and do whatever it meant to make his cock feel great, the large breasts rubbing harder before his eruption came, blasting the seed down her throat, a guttural groan from his lips, his eyes closing, as the hot spunk blasted down her throat, the soft little whimper that he made smothered by the eager lips of Velvet that kissed him, the mouth-on-mouth muffling his desire, as Megan’s mouth started to overflow, pulling her head back and letting him feel the rush blasting from his cock. 

Cum dripped down in thick gushes, as he felt those hot milfs continue to stroke his cock, the cum dripping down those breasts, the huffing breaths he took showing his enjoyment, as he felt himself getting ready for some more, wanting more, lightly pulling himself up. 

“I’m going to make you my women.”

He’d have to make them pregnant, after all. Getting them pregnant and making them know that he was their only man.

They shifted a little, and he grabbed Velvet’s curvy hips, sliding his still cum-slickened cock between her pussy lips. Hot sperm was still drooling from the tip, as he saw the splatters of cum on the older women’s bodies, Kali’s buttocks covered with some of that slimy cum, his breathing growing more intense, as he filled Velvet’s curvy body up. 

Her ears bounced as she moaned, giving shrieks of pleasure, as Jaune started to pump himself in deep. 

“Get pregnant, Velvet.”

She moaned at him, and he stopped to care, sheathing his cock deeper inside her. He wanted to get her pregnant, he wanted to seed her, he wanted to show her that he loved her, his whole body starting to fade into desires. 

He kissed, he moved, Velvet’s pussy flooded with his seed, moaning at him for more, but he didn’t stop. One single jerk and the cock slipped out, plastering Velvet’s curves with a streak of white seed, before he turned to the next slave that he had to go and take care of.

Neon was next, pressed down against the bed, left gasping as his cock slid deeper down her breeding hole, her mouth uttering enticing chatter, but the words were meaningless. There was no need for words when his seed was brewing in his balls, ready to blast into her tight hole, the gasps and groans of the chatty Faunus cat making him feel like there was time, as juices dripped down Neon’s thighs, letting out gasps at the feeling of her tightening around his massive cock.

It was a need, a primal, human need, as Neon finally went quiet with the heat of his sperm washing her womb white with that need, as he jerked himself out, sweat dripping from his body. Streaks of hot white jizz splattered over Neon’s thighs, the heady smell of cum in the air, as Jaune’s massive dick patted against her thighs.

“Master Jaune… Give me that sperm right to the womb, you damn sexy hunk.”

Jaune stared for a moment, as Blake looked at him, and then glanced at Kali, who had mimicked her daughter’s face, which was turning redder and redder now. 

“Mom! I’m… Please, I’d like to have your love, master.”

There was nothing that he would have to do but to stuff his cock in, as Blake’s words were sincere, kissing her on the nose, in an awkward manner. 

“I’ll do my best.”

They were his responsibility, the property that the HRA had allotted to him, the property and the bodies that would be under him. This farm might fail, this milk production plan might be wasted, but there was at least some hope within him, as Blake squealed at his penetrating spear, the big shaft stretching her pussy out, letting out the groan as he penetrated her cervix, pushing that large shaft deep into her, her hot breath gasping, as he kissed her. On her back, she laid before him, while the other women and girls gently brushed over his side, kisses on his body, while someone seemed to lick over his balls. 

Blake was groaning when he came inside, nearly a minute or two later, blasting his spunk deep inside her, and Kali gave a light kiss to his nose. 

“I’m next… Be a dear and do an old lady as well while you are busy with fertilizing her daughter, will you?”

He didn’t feel like he could stop, Kali’s body pressing against him, as her vagina wrapped around his cock, Kali getting on top of him and riding him, her Blake-like features making her look like an older Blake, which was probably understandable due to being Blake’s mother, feeling those buttocks clap against his groin, that hot warm pussy clinging to him, the burst of seed that came feeling lesser than what had come before, as the partner switched again, Ilia on top of him. 

Their caresses did not stop, nor did the affection that they loaded on him, Jaune feeling how his body was beginning to wear down, feeling that hot burning in his body from the repeated orgasms. Eight women at the least were tiring, but he wouldn’t want to go and have it any other way, as his cock pushed deep inside her, groaning loudly at the tight hole as Ilia seemed to ready herself for a firmer push down on his crotch, letting out little yelps and moans, her voice whimpering a bit, Jaune’s orgasm even quicker to come, as he felt sore. 

So many orgasms, so few women yet pleased, as Megan took Kali’s place, grinding her hips down on his cock, leaving him only the pleasure, as he trembled a little, the sweetness of what came from the woman’s pleasuring of him replaced with a dull ache, as he filled her up. 

He could barely muster the words, as his cock grew flaccid, and the ladies seemed to recognize that by keeping their touches gentle and soft, letting him feel those fingers rub over his skin, soft little murmurs in his ear, as he felt the warm burning need be replaced with something that was almost contentment, as Eve’s massive breasts rubbed over his face, as she looked down at hm. 

“You get a bit of time to recover, ‘Master’. You’re going to be putting a baby in our bellies and we’re going to get you some milk… but we’re not going to wring your body out and leave it to dry like a wet rag.”

He felt milked as well, as his half-stiff erection tried to get hard again. 

It took nearly half an hour before it started to rise again, the touching having turned into a makeout session, the bed messy with juices, dried-up cum on buttocks leaving them glistening, as the smell of sex dominated the room. 

He felt that warm vagina wrapping around him, and saw Sienna gritting her teeth as she impaled herself on his dick, letting out a little groan and then feeling her body start to bounce, those womanly forms of hers bouncing and bobbing, breasts wobbling, but unlike Eve, who had bigger breasts, Sienna’s were more toned and firm. She made him feel like he was going to be in for a marathon run though, as she moved slowly.

Slurping wet sounds as his cock slammed home inside her, and his hands grabbed those well-formed hips, smacking her down on his cock. She was like the meat buffet at a starving man convention, as he devoured her, that thick throbbing staff of his already prepared for the eventual release. 

“I’m going to knock you up, Sienna. It’ll make you be safe.”

She hissed like a cat at him, but he didn’t feel like it was serious, feeling how hands lightly squeezed and pumped his balls, Sienna squeaking as Kali did something to her. 

“Relax, Sienna… Just let the Master fill you up. She’s going to be birthing you kids, Master Jaune… Just have her feel that warm hot soup of your baby seed blasting right into her warm baby oven.”

Sienna tightened immediately, and Jaune guessed that she’d committed herself to getting pregnant. 

“Get pregnant, Sienna.”

Words that came from the depths of his being, as he felt that tight pussy clinging to him, as Sienna meowed at him, a sound that was more cat-like than he’d ever heard it, thick globs of sperm about to push right into that tight womb of hers, Jaune’s balls loaded again, as the dark-skinned older woman moaned at him to go faster, feeling how the loving embrace continued, sweet pants making him feel the brush of pleasure that shot through his lower body, a soft whimper from Sienna’s lips as she kissed him, making him feel her domineering advance, her eyes closing, shivering with that desire that came deep within her, her whole body tensing up with that orgasm of hers, as he pushed his load in deep. 

Blasts of white-hot sperm and flashes of light filled both her womb and his vision, as he enjoyed the orgasm, weariness setting in, as he pulled out, cock bucking again as a blast of white splattered over those tattoos she had inked into her skin, as his jets of spunk rained down, his breathing heavy and loaded, his mind already fading to that state of zen that had come after those rapid orgasms, cock already heated, burning with that sweet fatigue that came from having sex. 

The cum was licked off by some of the eager girls, his cockhead smooched by the Faunus, as he saw Eve pushing her way into the path of his cock, sliding on top of Sienna and spreading herself, giving that haughty look of ‘you will attend to me’ like she really had much control over him, knowing that it was her own expression of love, twisted as it might be.

The red hair was brushed back and he pushed himself down, Sienna groaning a little as Eve was pressed against her, his mouth pushing itself down onto those lips, dueling with that cow Faunus’ tongue, letting her feel that tongue invading deep into her mouth and hearing her moaning back at him.

The fatigue was piling up, as he felt his movements grow sluggish and slow, his body tensing up as he felt her pussy grip him, balls being massaged by someone with small hands, his mind going to Ilia, but since she was behind him, he didn’t know for sure, knowing for sure that Sienna was being pressed against the mattress, giving soft little squeals at the feeling of Eve’s larger body pressed down on her by Jaune, his cock feeling a tongue sliding over the sensitive part, Blake, he guessed, as he felt his cockhead being wrapped by the womb that was trying to take him in.

‘I’m going to be a father.’  

His cock was already ripening the next load for shooting right into those deep depths, Eve’s mouth moaning quietly, begging him for more, as the smacking and slurping, drooling sound from that pussy grew more intense, his balls churning with that load, burning in his nuts with that need, as the other Faunus immediately accepted their duties to get him off. 

It would be a while before he’d probably get an erection after this, with how drained he felt, how his whole body was almost vibrating with that need, that burning seed already starting to pulse and push through the urethra at that moment of completion, Jaune feeling his body tremble, as he gripped those massive breasts and squeezed, massaging those plump tits and letting her feel that hot warm seed finally burst.

He felt drained as a long and drawn-out moan rippled from his throat, as he gave her all that he had to give, every single inch of his cock starting to almost ache with pain as the seed spurted deep into her womb, letting out another guttural, manly moan at the feeling of Eve’s pussy taking it all, his cock slipping out and just shooting the seed, thinner and less voluminous than the previous shots had been, right over those buttocks, Sienna’s pussy washed white with that cock-seed that was still oozing, Jaune’s eyes rolling back with the force of that orgasm hitting him, tongue sliding over slick skin, unaware of how it felt to be so pleased. 

Megan looked at their human giving his last hurray, the cum smelling like some sort of sinful orgy had taken place… Which it had, of course, but she wasn’t complaining.

Complaints were for times when their little human seemed to have no compunctions or complaints that he could use to drive them along. They all cared for him in their own way, though she and Velvet had cared for the longest time. 

The others would fall in line, with Jaune being more assertive, like the orders that he’d given to them to finally show the world that there was nothing but the will of Jaune Arc in this farmstead…

And that he was cute was just a bonus. 

She’d seen a few of the worst fates for a slave to suffer in her brief sojourns into the world, before the HRA had been fully made into the law, being the property of a boy she’d considered to be a little nephew of sorts not the worst fate in her own imagination, knowing that others would only see their domestic purpose, seeing his body rest there, as the others crawled close to him. 

They were all of different opinions about the young blonde man of this household, but there was consensus, mostly due to his status as a man. You never knew what the world would throw at you, but a man could be trusted to take care of you, as long as you took care of him. 

One of Megan’s own lessons, since Velvet had been a child born during her marriage to a human, which had ended in tragedy. 

It would be unfair to her daughter to not let the young man be their… husband, though the term would never be uttered aloud among anyone, since they had no right to be a wife. 

They were property, slaves that had to assuage their master’s demands. Pregnant though they might get, with his manly rod being applied, they would never be seeing their children be freed, but Megan did not think it would be too terrible to see. They at least had freedom of sorts, allowed to be free as they wished to be in the presence of their master.

A wife might be found for him, to deal with the inheritance, knowing the predilections of his sisters…

Megan had not been kept up to date, but the woes of the mother still recalled fondly, as none of her daughters seemed to be able to keep a partner…

And they had once briefly mentioned matching Velvet and Jaune together, though with the laws in place now, and her being enslaved together with her daughter, things had been altered. 

They had a young man, gifted in his crotch and in his heart’s love, and they should not squander him. 

“I don’t wanna get up yet, mom.”

A smile came from her lips as she couldn’t help herself feeling a little rush of endearment, as she glanced at Kali, the only other actual mom on their little community gathering here, as some of the girls got closer. 

Velvet was already passed out, probably needing her sleep, so she supposed that the young man had earned some rest with them. 

“Sleep well, Master Jaune.”

She’d make sure he woke up properly on time, get him dressed and maybe go for the next round, knowing how he’d be up bright and early…

A quickie before the others woke up wouldn't harm a soul, right?

She had her needs.

A few years down the line, Jaune stared at the fruits of his labor. A new barn of sorts was being raised by some of the workers, slaves that had been brought in from a reputable source to do the manual labor of constructing it, while the bottling was being done in the old stables, where the first few steps had been made. 

First steps with his wife, a young woman named Yang, formerly the daughter of a single father who had somehow managed to make the offer to his family to take her off his hands due to some ‘club fire’ or something. 

She never complained. She never really had much to say that was negative, really. 

The moment he’d said ‘These are my slaves and they’re my property and you’ll treat them nicely’ she’d been like ‘Oh my gods, that’s so cute! The brunette cat girl is so cute, can I pet her?’ and the rest of it was history. 

Yang was someone that went with the flow, when the times were tough and the times were… not so tough. 

Blake and Yang kissing had been a surprise. Seeing Blake’s butt wobble a bit when she came out and finding that Yang was trying to inspect her throat for missing tongues with her own had been a surprise, but he hadn’t commented on it, even if the whole thing about the milk production had been a point of ‘Why don’t we sell human breast milk too?’ when Yang had voiced her opinions. 

The Faunus didn’t really care much, as long as they got fed, according to Sienna. Velvet and Megan definitely had better housecare skills, with Yang being a former martial artist, training with him in the early morning, while the girls and the ladies were still sleeping. 

The first children from his flock of Faunus slaves had been given names in a similar vein to his own, color-based, from Maple to Elm and Willow, to Brock and Ash, Sienna’s own son looking much like her, save for his eyes, which were a deep blue. 

He was already starting to learn how to speak, Jaune feeling proud of that, even if the Faunus still had to produce the milk… 

Which actually was now the top selling thing from his farm. Nutritious, full of vitamins and with that low-cost production of ‘hot and heavy sex with the slave’, it sold like hot cakes… milk… something, so it made the ladies happier. 

The bigger bed that they’d sort of managed to set up in the building that had been erected in the first year of his marriage to Yang served as more of a general meeting place. 

Eve, Sienna and Megan had their own little covenant of sorts, Kali being more of the ‘outsider’, though her advice was heeded, Eve already on her second pregnancy, after the year off from that, due to having to feed her child. It was a blessing and a half that the lactation pills worked so well on the Faunus, though the quality of the milk only suffered a minor degradation of its purity, as far as Jaune could tell. 

“What’re you thinking off, hot stuff?”

Yang, his wife, currently patting her belly, where his future second child was currently growing, nice and bulging and adding to those curves with a little bit more of that matronly attitude, her lilac-lavender-hued eyes inherited by their first daughter, titled ‘Dove’, which had made him ask whether she meant the soap brand or the animal, which had led to his newly motherhood-enhanced wife to laugh aloud, and mention the latter. 

It was a blessing, and a curse at times. A lot of times, the people that were interested in the ‘Arcadia Fields High-Energy Milk’ would be seeing him around his Faunus, and the order of things had to be maintained, so he would have to act cooler, like a human should act around the Faunus, but they didn’t take it to heart.

“Just how beautiful you are, and how good our Faunus are producing the milk.”

It was being replicated among other farms, of course. He couldn’t really claim to have the copyright on cows, but the milk that he produced with his ladies was the most nutritious, though whether that was because he’d sort of managed to make their production increase or whether they had greater happiness in their lives. 

“You’re a flirt, Jaune. I’m your wifey, pregnant with your second baby. The Aunties will be in a fuss about the next sprog that’s popping up, you know.”

His sisters were still unmarried aside from Saphron, and it was definitely weighing on them, though they brought a lot of gifts and toys for the babies. They loved the Faunus babies just as much, mainly to prevent their own lack of babies to become a point. The suggestion by Kali that he ‘put them in the milker’ for a bit had been met with an aghast ‘oh gods no’ from him, as they were his sisters, not his Faunus slaves, but there had been a joking ‘awww, little bro is going to make us his milk cows’ by one of his sisters, the one with the largest bust size, and the others just awkwardly laughing as if it had occurred to them.

It had been almost comical to see his father just coming out with a full fanfare of ‘No no no, you girls aren’t doing that!’ and his mother just shaking her head, mumbling something about being too damn willful for being single girls. 

“Just making sure that it’s all done… I owe it to your marketing skills, after all.”

Yang, whose fun-loving attitude often got her cheaper deals at the marketplace, had a talent for being able to market things. With her personality being daring and forward, it had been changed from ‘milk’ to ‘the best product ever’. 

“Well, you need to make love to your ladies, after all… We gotta need more of Papa Jaune’s loving.”

A double entendre, if he ever heard one. 

It would do, she always would do things to tease him. 

Megan looked at her daughter, now in the fourteenth year of being a slave to her master, boy crush and now-father-to-the-children, her daughter’s butt wobbling a little as she lightly pumped some milk out of one of those large breasts. 

Getting pregnant herself had not been a part of the deal, but like most Faunus, they bore it gladly, knowing that being pregnant would be a good thing for the business that their master was running. 

Milk production was better than before, even with them being nearly a decade under the stewardship of the young man. A young man who had matured. Right now, her own daughter, Carrie, was already starting to look like a proper girl, with Velvet’s little daughter Trista already showing her mother’s thick hips and growing bust. 

Things would be arranged for, Sienna having the ‘bed rights’ for this week, since they shared their man. The children would not call him daddy in public for the obvious reasons, but he was a man who decided that things happened around the farm. He was their father in everything else, so little else mattered right now for them.

Yang had been a godsend as well. 

After the first few weeks, the girl had warmed up to them and become a fast enthusiast of sharing the love, given Jaune’s warm heart allowing for all of them to be loved. 

It would be a good thing to introduce to the place some more…

But this would do. They had their own thoughts about things, but with the specialized milking barn that had been set up with their comfort in mind, it was just a casual day at the farm. The field provided fresh vegetables, easily done during their day while they could instruct the kids, while Jaune was doing the important things like milking the pregnant Faunus… and Megan herself kept the house tidy. 

“Mom, you think I should get pregnant again? I think we could do with another little baby here…”

Velvet, so carefully, groomed the subject into what she wished, knowing that Jaune would be happy to bounce them on his dick, letting that pleasure-stick rub against their insides and give them the seeds of life. His balls were always ready to go and burst a nut inside her vagina, and Velvet… Velvet just had evolved into something that would make their blonde boy get all sorts of hot and bothered. 

A little like her, but with thicker butt and large breasts, wobbling with every step she took. 

They’d all gotten curvier after the first pregnancy, and it was definitely showing, making their master and lover get all excited. With their jiggly bodies, it was a blessing… 

But it was a blessing that they knew how to direct to their master’s desires. 

Happiness was good enough for them.

“Well, I’m sure that Master Jaune would be more than happy to help with that.”

Jaune was someone who loved them, and Megan knew just the right way to coax him into giving her daughter another baby. 

All was fair in Faunus, love and marriage, after all. 

They had to make sure that the human they loved knew that he had some lovely rabbits about to bounce their bodies on that dick of his…

Perhaps they should try lingerie this time? Yang had gotten them something nice and pretty, a custom order…

Velvet would look great in red. 

So would she, really…

They were pretty enough for that, after all.

This was commissioned work.