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Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

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

up together.” “She actually thinks she might break the bet and go get an abortion.” “Really? Wow, Lara, that’s pretty gutsy. I don’t know about you, but I’d much rather just be pregnant, than have everybody at school, not to mention my parents, find out I fuck dogs. Because that’s what’s going to happen if you try to welch. If Mark doesn’t do it, I will.” From the unconcerned tone in her voice, I could picture her shrugging as she added, “Anyway, your choice I guess. Listen, I’m going to go, I’m at my friends. Remember to keep taking those vitamins.” We said our goodbyes, and I hung up. Lara hadn’t said a word, but her pussy was now very slick. “You’re my slave. You agreed to it. Didn’t you?” She took some time, but finally her glassy look returned to me and said, “Yes, master.” Tentatively, unsure, but she said it. “Then as your master, I’m giving you an order. You will not have an abortion. You will do nothing to try any harm my baby. You will do everything you can to keep it healthy.” “You can say that,” Lara said. “Master. But I’m still not sure what I’m going to do. This is big. This is my life we’re talking about.” “Fine. I was going to fuck you,” I said. “But until you’re ready to tell me you’re sure, you can go home.” “What, you’re letting me off slave duties?” she said, like I was crazy, offering her something she wanted. “No, I just won’t be using you personally. I won’t fuck you until you tell me you’re going to follow the bet, because it means more to you than it ... does to me. I will still set up dates for you, to get my money’s worth… but I’m not going to make any effort to make sure you get off. In fact, you’re forbidden to masturbate. If you break one of those dates, or I find out you touched yourself, well, I have my answer.” I added, conversationally, “By the way, if you do welch on the bet, not only does the blackmail stuff come out, but I also will never fuck you again.” I turned away, walked towards the stairs. “Get out of my sight, slave, until you’ve made up your mind.” Before I set foot on the first stair, she said, a little bitterly, “Fine!” I had to do it. “Fine what?” “Fine, master,” she said, through gritted teeth. “I’ll stay pregnant until school starts up again. But you’d better believe I’m getting an abortion the first day of school. I’m not subject to the bet then, and I’m not having your baby.” I looked at her levelly, not willing to give an inch. Bet or no bet, Lara agreed to be treated like Faith, and she did everything she could to make sure Faith wound up a teen mother, so as far as I was concerned, Lara was going to join her, no matter what I had to do to make it happen. I didn’t think I’d have to do much, though. Lara still thought she might be able to get out of being a mother… but I knew I had plenty of pictures to blackmail her with, should it be necessary. New pictures, ones I had never promised to delete after the bet, or never release. And it might not even come to blackmail. I could just anonymously tip ...