Help! My Male Employees Are Having Babies!-Chapter 91: Something’s Wrong

Everything on the ranch was going great. Ben had a breeding coming up—it was a last-minute deal for another ranch, and they wanted his genetics for one of their bottoms to conceive with. It was nothing for Ben to set up a late-afternoon breeding so the bottom could go straight back to the ranch once they conceived. No overnight stay, just a quick breed and out. This would give him a chance to show the new intern to the breeding program what a top did, how the breeding took place, as an observer.

Max was about 6’3" and well-developed for a young Genman that had just went through transition recently but yet still had not had his first cycle.

Ben contacted Max and asked how far his cycle was off. "About three weeks, and then I’ll be locked in my quarters for the duration because I plan on being a top breeder only."

"Great, Max. I need you to sit in as an observer today. For the first time, you will learn a lot by just sitting and watching. We won’t be disturbed this late afternoon—everybody will be leaving. It’ll just be you as an observer in the room, the bottom who is in cycle, and myself as the top breeding him. You need to take good mental notes, and whatever happens, you stay where you’re at. It might get a little wild—furniture has been known to be thrown, beds have been known to be knocked down, but this is all part of a full rut breeding, Genman style."

Max was excited. He got to shadow the great Ben—Ben had actually asked him to be an observer of a classic full rut breeding. He was on top of the world. frёeωebɳovel.com

Max and Ben arrived at the breeding quarters, and he showed Max exactly where he was to sit and to stay there. "Stay in that seat. Don’t get out of it for no reason, and it would be okay." Then he stepped over to the shower to clean and prep himself and walked out in a robe. The side door opened and in walked an average Genman.

The scent was okay. It was not the best cycle that Ben had ever smelled, but hey, they sent him here for breeding, and that’s one thing—he was going to get bred. They exchanged pleasantries, and Ben nodded his head. "Okay, it’s time. You need to be ready. Once I start, I do not stop until you’re bred."

The dark-haired visitor went and made himself ready and returned to the room in his robe. He sat down on the bed and motioned for Ben to sit next to him. The last thing Ben remembered was a slight sting as the bottom’s hand touched his neck.

Ben was left sitting on the bed in almost a trance. The bottom stood up and walked over to where Max was sitting. He leaned down to say something to Max and placed his hand behind Max’s upper neck area. Max arched back and looked straight ahead like a zombie. This strong breeder eased Max up out of the chair and walked him over to the bed. He unfastened Max’s pants and shoved them to his ankles and leaned him forward.

He grabbed Max’s plump Genman rump and roughly pried it apart, and he stuck his fingers into Max’s vent. He pulled out a tube and poured directly into his vent. He reached into the pocket of the robe and took out a syringe and injected it into Max’s right butt cheek. Within minutes, the Genconmide started to have its effect, and Max was in full cycle, loosely humping at the air.

The breeder then walked over to Ben and roughly grabbed his face and pried his jaws open. He took out another base syringe and squirted it directly into Ben’s mouth and slammed his mouth shut, holding his nose at the same time so that Ben would swallow. He disrobed Ben and left him sitting in the same position on the bed next to Max. After a few minutes, you could tell that the substance that Ben had been given was Thorcon.

This rogue breeder reached into his other pocket and took out what looked like a miniature video recorder. He reached behind Ben’s neck and shoved him face first directly into Max’s very inflamed vent, then stepped back and started recording.

Max didn’t stand a chance. Ben was like a wild animal as he mounted the poor young man for the very first time in his life. This was a full-on animalistic old-style slave breeding. There were going to be problems after this.

After the first load was delivered and Ben started humping for a second time like a wild animal, the rogue breeder walked over to the door, opened it, broke off the door handle, and exited the room, leaving the two drugged up Genman to their own demise. If Max was able to walk straight after about a week, it would be lucky, but he was definitely going to be pregnant with Ben’s child. So much for his life as a top breeder only. Maybe after he delivered this child he would still want to be in the program, but it might be doubtful.

It was around 9:30 PM and had been almost four hours since Ben told Claude he was going to start the special breeding and that he’d be home shortly. Him and Max would come by, and they would talk about it, but not to worry.

Three of Claude’s phone calls had gone unanswered to Ben. He was concerned. Claude called Lex and asked if they had made it back yet.

"We’re about five minutes away from you. What’s up, Claude?"

"Ben had a special breeding to do this afternoon, and he isn’t back yet, and it’s been four hours. I’m going to go check on him after I get the neighbor to watch the children."

Zack was on the speakerphone. "Didn’t he have the young Max shadow him today?"

"Yes, Max was going to be there as an observer to the breeding."

"Well, maybe things just didn’t go the way they were on time, so maybe he’s running a little bit late. Shouldn’t be a problem, but hey, you want to go over there, fine. We’re going to be there in a few minutes. I’ll drop Lex off, and I’m heading to my office. Have Ben call me afterwards."

"Okay, Zack. Not a problem. We’ll do. I’ll talk to you later."

Claude took the buggy and went to the breeding room. When he arrived, he noticed the door handle was on the floor, broken. There was no way to get into the room—it was locked due to the handle being broken. Lex walked up and saw the handle.

"Get security," Lex remarked to Claude. "Something’s not right here. I’ve got a bad feeling."

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