I make breakfast for Kyle

After some hugging, I pull out the handcuff hidden underneath Kyle’s bed. I cuff Kyle’s right wrist, then loosen the rope and pull his right hand to his left hand. Then I handcuff both his wrists together. Only after he has been properly cuffed do I remove the other ropes. Wouldn’t want Kyle to go back to playing hard to get and run off, right?

Just to be extra certain, I also pull out my taser. The I lead Kyle towards the kitchen while bringing one of the ropes with me. There I tie him to a chair and start cooking for him.

The whole time I am baking eggs I can’t stop myself from smiling. I’ve done it. Kyle’s baby makers are inside my garden, searching for my precious egg. If I recall correctly, I should be ovulating the day after tomorrow. Better make certain to keep my womb full of Kyle-sperm. Or maybe my cycle started earlier? Maybe I already am pregnant. Oh my god, if that is true I would be so happy right now.

After I finish cooking, I take a seat next to my beloved and feed him the breakfast I just prepared. After breakfast I lead Kyle to the bathroom where he can do his business. Then I lead Kyle back to his room for another ‘harvest’. This time there was no need for me to tie him up with ropes. But I did keep the handcuffs on him. Ever since I caught my parents, I wondered how it was for my mom while dad was handcuffed. Now I’m experiencing it myself.

Like before, I try my best to look and sound as sexy as possible for Kyle. And just like before I succeed at collecting another harvest from Kyle. After that I kiss him and leave the room.

It is time for me to feed the animals. But before I head out, I close the door to Kyle’s room and lock it. After all, Kyle should stay in there and rest to allow his testicles to make new baby makers. For I am certain to harvest him again later today.