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Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

Date: 5/25/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

and lowered myself into bed beside her, spooning. She must have been at least a little asl**p. She had turned on her side, but I didn’t expect her to lie on her back all night. “Mark?” she whispered. “You were expecting someone else?” I felt for her in the dark, made contact with the skin of her leg, and let my hand drift upwards. “You didn’t shower.” “You said not to,” she said. I let the comment hang. “This was some kind of test, wasn’t it?” “You could say that, yeah.” “So, then the pills must still not have worn off?” It took me a few seconds to realize what she meant. She thought she still couldn’t get pregnant… basically, she trusted me to still be watching out, and thought I was trying to fool her with the risk. It was sweet, but I had to tell her the truth. “I don’t know exactly how long that takes,” I admitted. “Then why would you risk that? I mean, it’s almost like you’re trying extra hard to get me pregnant.” She finally hit on it, but wasn’t ready to accept it. “The way you told me not to shower, after, like you wanted it to stay in.” “That actually didn’t do anything,” I explained. “Apparently, taking a shower after sex doesn’t make a bit of difference to whether you get pregnant or not. You can shower whenever you want from now on.” “So, you’re not trying to get me pregnant?” “Well, I didn’t say that…” She pulled away, but it was only to turn and look at me, or look at the darkness where I was. Maybe she saw me better than I saw her, she’d been in the dark ... longer and her eyes had adjusted. “You said you were being careful!” “I am. I just didn’t say what I was being careful about. I was careful to give you as much of my stuff as I could. I didn’t want to waste a drop.” “But why?” “Because I want to,” I said. “You agreed that your body was mine to do what I wanted. Well, I want this. I want to knock you up.” “Have you even thought about what happens if you do? You know how much I hated going into that clinic…” “I told you I don’t want you to have another abortion. The only reason I was okay with it last time was because it could have been anybody’s. But I’m the only one having unprotected sex with you right now, so if you get pregnant, I want you to stay that way.” “You can’t ask that,” she insisted. “I’m only your slave until school starts again. It’s MY body then.” “And when that day comes, if you’re pregnant and you want to kill our baby, I’ll drive you to the clinic.” I was going to say ‘have an abortion’, but it didn’t seem strong enough. I also added, “I don’t know if I could get over it, but I’ll be there. But until then, I’m your master, and I don’t want you to fight me on this. Okay?” She didn’t answer right away, so I said, “Faith? Am I your master or not?” There was another silence. I wondered if maybe she was asl**p, although that didn’t make sense. Maybe she fainted. Finally, she said, “Yes, master.” “Good. Then come snuggle up with me again.” She shifted, slowly, on her bed, and then we were once more spooning, but she ...