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I looked at the black ball in her mouth, shaking my head.
“No. Get on your knees and bend over.”
At the hesitation, I flipped her, bringing my hand down hard on her ass. I jerked her hips back towards me so that she was at the end of the bed. A cry left her, but she stayed down and still. It only had me spanking her harder. And harder. Iwantedher to fight. I wanted her to run or try to get away. Instead, she was widening her legs and arching her hips as I gave her a fourth.
“Mmmph.”
Slow. Down. Control.
Swallowing hard, I forced my fingers over her folds. To focus was restraint. It calmed the flurry of chaos in my mind. Pink. Wetness. I slowed my breathing even more as I added more pressure. The glistening on my fingers left me hypnotized. Sure, I’d had lovers since Laura’s death in college, but none had ever come close to doing it for me. This slave…she was different. She wasn’t protected from anything I could do to her. That made the moment as explosive as a bomb. I technicallycouldkill her right this second. There was still time to get another slave. I could go back before the auction ended, but did I want to? That was crumbling under the pressure of the last two years. That was weak. That wasn’t me anymore. I made a promise to myself. I wouldn’t go back on that now for an impulse.
“There we go. You’re getting so wet. You’ve missed this.” My breath was slightly shaky as I traced her opening. “Do you think it will happen the first night? The first time?”
I bit into my lip letting the lust take over and rule me. The slave’s arms moved to the side and my brows creased as she tried her best to look back and sign.
“Cycle day twelve. Yes, I believe it will happen tonight.”
“You know what day of your cycle you’re on?”
Even as I asked, I was already jerking at my belt and trying to push off my jacket.
“I’m a breeder. I have to know these things. Can I be on top? We’re in love. I want to look at you when it happens.”
I didn’t answer her question as I finished taking off my clothes. I went back to touching her pussy as I stroked my hand down the length of my cock. The wetness had me feeling further away than ever. The fog was drowning me, and my heartbeat was so hard I could see it taking over my vision.Thump. Thump. Thump. Colors pulsed in my line of sight, urging me on. Driving my mind to race as it took in everything about the scene.
A slight tremble to her body. Heavier than normal breathing. Wetness.I could almost believe she wanted this, but there was no way she could.Women didn’t like me, despite that some tried for my money. I knew better. I knew their motives.Here, right now, she was safe, but at any moment, I could bathe this bedroom in her blood.
Cycle day twelve.
I moaned, sliding my fingers inside of her as my fantasy was overpowered by my kink. I’d done enough research in the last few months for the reality of it to have my mouth going dry. On average, most women ovulated on cycle day fourteen. We were right there. Right in the window to conceive. That was enough to keep my need for mutilation at bay. I was at a crossroads, bigger than any I’d faced before, and there would be no going back after this. I was a killer. That was for certain. Laura and I had learned that the hard way. What wasn’t clear was if I was the devil himself. If I were to create life, knowing it was mine…, would I walk the same path as I had done in my past? Or would this time be different? I had no idea, but I’d spent the last twenty years recycling the question, and I had to find out.
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Iwasn’t here. I was not going to cry. I had disappeared from this reality more than once in all the months I’d been here. Sure, those were with books, but I’d escaped mentally when times were too hard to face this life. There was no reason I couldn’t do it now. This was nothing,yet. Robert had done worse. Towards the end, I had fought my ex’s advances, but between pinning me down and twisting my mind, he’d hurt me worse than this. At least, here, now, I had some form of control. This Master was playing a game, and to him it was physical. He was delusional, but he wasn’t aimed at making me that way too. I had to play along and keep some form of control. Most of all, I had to make him happy or else things could go from bad to worse.
“Do I get to touch you at all? I could make you feel good. We could make this moment even more special.”
“Stop.”
He didn’t like me signing. It was the tension in his tone. The anger that crept in through his response. That he even knew how to sign or at least understood it caught me off guard, but it was a blessing, even if he didn’t think so. It gave me a voice where otherwise I’d just be drooling all over the bed making sounds.
“You’re going to stay just like this. It’s the perfect position to conceive my child.” I caught the Master’s enamored stare as he focused on my most private area. I couldn’t stomach to think what he must have seen. I sure as hell didn’t want him fingering me, but I could get through this. There wasn’t much choice tonight. Come tomorrow, though, I’d figure something out. I needed him to trust me. Maybe to even feel something for me. Nothing elaborate, but a fondness would do. Maybe even protective. If I were to get sick. Or…perhaps I could fall and hurt myself. That would get me out of this apartment. That’s all I needed.
“Fuck.I’ve waited too long for this.”
My eyes closed as he stretched me with another finger. The thrusts didn’t last long before there was a shift behind me. Tighter my lids squeezed, not able to hold the tears that leaked free. He was fitting his cock against me. Entering slowly so that I could adjust to his size. Or maybe he was doing it for himself, so he didn’t come right off the bat. Either way, the wave of my reality was beginning to dawn and panic and disgust were setting in.
Internal screams raged in my ears as flashes of the tunnels nearly made me dry heave. I’d seen pregnant women raped down there. I’d seen them killed when they began to miscarry or go into labor too early. Our treacherous journey had taken weeks, and the men who led us underground had been the vilest monstrosities I’d ever met. And it had all been for what? To be owned by…this…man? This…rich psychopath? To breed me? Me? Without a choice? Just to kill me?
I did gag then.My hand slapped over the ball in my mouth as the voices spun around sickeningly in my head.
Mine. Theirs. His.
Slave.
Me?
Eventually dead.
