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“Yes, Sir.”

I move my fingers to the chastity belt and tap against the front piece that’s covering her clit.

“Ohhh…” Her head lolls back and forth.

With my finger under the disk, I rub her clit directly. She comes immediately, screaming out her release. It’s the sweetest sound in the world.

“Can you feel your cunt gripping the dildo?”

She nods, still pulsing against my pointer.

When she winces from overstimulation, I remove my hand and lean over to grab my phone from the nightstand. “We should take pictures, shouldn’t we?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her cheeks turn pink.

“Good girl.” I rise and tap the screen to capture this moment in time. When I’m done, I stare down at her for a long time.

She gives me a soft smile. “You’re really going to make me wear this?” She squirms.

“Yes, baby. I expect you to do so without complaint. If you grumble about it, I’ll spank you while that plug is inside you. That will give you something else to worry about.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You’ll submit to me because it feels good to do so. The chastity belt won’t be the only device I use on you. There will be others. It makes your tummy flutter when you obey me.”

She nods. “Yes, Sir.”

I climb between her legs and kneel. She feels vulnerable when she can’t close her thighs. “I’m going to fuck you often until I’m certain you’re pregnant, Emilia. And I will plug your cunt afterward every time.” I set my palms on her inner thighs to emphasize my words.

I lean over her, hovering. “Even after you’re pregnant, you can expect me to keep your cunt plugged because it pleases me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“In a minute, I’m going to help you to the bathroom and open the front of the belt so you can pee. Then I’ll refasten it, and you’ll sleep in my arms with the dildo inside you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I trail fingers over her body. I’ll never tire of looking at her. So soft and pliant. So submissive. My heart is full.

Chapter 26

Three weeks later…

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Emilia

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It’s still dark out. I don’t know what time it is. I think I’ve slept, so it’s probably early morning. All I know is I’m awakened by the need to vomit.

I’m not surprised. In fact, I lie very still for a minute, soaking in the reality. I know I’m pregnant. Haden knows, too. We haven’t said it out loud, but he’s watched my body like a hawk. He’s aware of every fucking detail, including the fact that I’ve been tired and a bit grumpy. My tits are bigger and sore.

I could start my period today. That’s another possibility. It’s hard to tell the difference. Their symptoms are similar. But in my gut, I know.

Haden is still asleep. His deep breaths are rhythmic against my neck. I’m wrapped in his embrace so tight there will be no way to extricate myself without him knowing.

But I can’t wait any longer. My stomach is in revolt. I don’t even bother trying to ease out from under his arm. I simply lift it, scramble off the side of the bed, and bolt for the bathroom.