1. Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes


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

    either of us were u******e if I didn’t say it, but I didn’t want to do it until I’d covered my ass. I’m no technical genius, so I kept going back and forth in my head about what options I might have, who I might be able to ask, things like that. So you can understand how I missed that my slave had something on her mind. She spoke before I did, though. “You bastard,” she said. I used the old joke, automatically. “No, my parents were married. Sometimes I’m a son of a bitch, though.” I smirked and added, “And you forgot ‘master’.” “You bastard, master,” she said. Okay, it seemed serious. I dropped the jokey mood. “What’s on your mind?” “I’m pregnant.” Shock took me for a moment, but only a moment. “Good,” I said when I regained my composure. “You’re sure it’s mine, right? You weren’t doing any extra-curricular fucking, were you?” “No, you fucking did this to me. Master.” “Then I’ll say it again. Good. That was the plan.” “I thought you were just playing. I didn’t think you’d actually go through with it,” she snapped. “Whatever gave you that fucking idea?” I shook my head in annoyance. Her capability for self-denial was astounding. Where did she think this was going? “I knocked up my s****r, you think I’d draw the line at my cousin?” “I made an appointment to go to the f****y planning clinic this week.” I took a step towards her, a little anger growing. “Unless you’re going to ask for advice on how to be a new mother, you’d better cancel it. You’re my slave. I own your body.” ...
    “Not for that,” she said. “This is serious.” “You’re the one who started it, Lara. Maybe you had a teen pregnancy fetish, well, now, surprise, you got to explore it to your heart’s content. You knew it was the plan from day one… if you wanted to back out, you should have done it the moment you lost.” I came real close then, close enough to reach under her skirt. My fingers raced to her slit, and rubbed a little before I put one finger inside. “So the way I see it, you have two choices, you can embrace and enjoy the life growing inside of you, or you can sulk and hate that you’re pregnant, but you will stay that way.” I pulled out of her, then went to my pocket, dialed a number. “Excuse me, I have to make a call.” When I heard a voice pick up, I spoke. “Hey, Faith. You alone?” I waited a few seconds until she was. “Yeah, Lara’s here. Guess what?” I turned the phone slightly, so Lara could hear the tinny voice coming through. “You’re having sex?” “Not yet. We will be soon, if Lara’s very good.” Dialing done, I returned one hand to Lara’s pussy. “But the big news is, she’s pregnant.” Faith scoffed over the phone, and then said, “Took her long enough. I only needed two weeks. Can she hear me?” I looked into Lara’s eyes. She didn’t speak, she seemed transfixed, her eyes shining as though covered with an extra layer of moisture. “Yeah,” I said. “You have only yourself to blame, you know,” Faith said. “Sooner or later, sluts get pregnant. But look at the bright side, our k**s can grow ...
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