Captured by the Count: An Abduction and Breeding Fantasy by Carolyn Faulkner Page A

Luckily for Cassie, it was just the one baby.
    Cassie wasn’t too exhausted that she didn’t want to hold her, though, not that she was allowed to.  Instead they cleaned up the baby slowly, staying in the room for only long enough to let her hear the girl cry, which would encourage her body to start producing milk.  Then they whisked her away before her mother, who was craning her head to try to get a glimpse of her baby , to the nursery where she would occupy the largest and best of the bassinettes.
    Cassie had heard them exclaiming over the color of the little girl’s hair, though, saying there was no doubt who her parents were.  She had hoped that her offspring might have black hair or even red hair – there was a redhead on her mother’s side, if she could recall correctly, but she didn’t have that kind of luck.  Cassie had been hoping that if she produced only babies with average coloring, that they would let her go.
    Not that she really had anywhere to go.  She certainly couldn’t go home again – as disgraced as she was.  But at least, perhaps she could have gone free . . .
    Her hopes dashed, her baby gone before she could even hold her once, Cassie began to cry softly as she was seen to quite impersonally by the doctor, who seemed to be talking about her as he peered between her legs.  “No tearing whatsoever.  She’s born to breed, this one.   Easy labor, easy delivery, and since I don’t have to stitch her up, her recovery time will be much less than it might be.”  He turned to Jurek.  “You should be able to be back at her in about two weeks or so, as long as nothing else turns up during her recovery.”
    Back at her?  Did he mean that Jurek was going to try to get her pregnant again so soon?  Two weeks – after all that she had just gone through?  Two years wasn’t enough for her!  She would be very happy never to go through that horribly painful experience again, but she wasn’t going to be given a choice.
    Unwilling to dwell on her future any longer, Cassie sighed and, to her surprise, fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.
     
     
     
    It took a little while but her milk did come in, with a vengeance , making her breasts overly full and extremely painful almost overnight .  She was recuperating much too quickly for her own tastes.  She could see Jurek, who had largely turned over his gorgeous big bed to her during this time , eying her hungrily, although he was under strict orders not to fuck her until the full two weeks was u p, although she had a feeling she wasn’t going to make that marker, regardless of what Victor or the doctor said.
    She leaked all over the top sheet of the bed, and Jurek wasn’t even mad about it.  In fact, he seemed abnormally happy, despite the fact that that was his favorite set of sheets.  He ran for a housekeeper, who would change the bed while they were gone, attached a leash to Cassie’s collar and then, strangely , tucked her hair into a ponytail with his scarf, then helped her up off the bed and took her out of the room.
    He had taken her for short walks every day , not exhausting her but forcing her to get out of bed whether she wanted to or not.  Cassie realized that she no longer had the baby shielding her from his punishments, so she did her best not to get herself into any trouble, although the only thing she wanted was to stay in bed.
    This time, though, they ended up at a place she had never been before.  She was led into a room where there were at least ten other women . One whole wall of the room had a curtain over it, but one could clearly hear the sounds of loudly crying babies coming from behind it , although there was another sound coming from the room she was in .   It was a sound she recognized from when she was a little girl.
    It was the sound of warm cow’s milk hitting the pail set under the udders during milking.  
    That should have been, but wasn’t what first alarmed Cassie. What made her want to turn around and run