Kim is given a choice

"Oh but you will have a baby, dear sweet Kimmy!" Tiffany said, looking down at her. "You simply have ****, one way or the other. You'll either let the Senator give you a nice baby up inside your cunt, or I'll throw your naked ass into the Hood, and you'll become a pregnant crack whore, never to be heard from again by anyone but me." She towered over Kim, menacing her. "Either way, I'm going to have to prepare you, and make sure you get pregnant on the first try." She pulled a small vial and a syringe out of her pocket, and smiled at Kim. "This is a fertility ****. It gets injected into your nipples, and causes you to lactate within thirty minutes. Once you start lactating, you'll be fertile, and ready to receive your baby. It will also make you very horny."

"Please!" Kim begged. "I don't want to have anyone's baby! I'm begging you Mistress, don't do this to me!" She rose up to her knees, and wrapped herself around Tiffany's legs.

"It's going to happen, whether you want it to or not. Your only choice is the easy way, or the hard way. You'll be pampered and spoiled, and have a bright future ahead of you, or you'll be selling your ass for your next fix, or worse. So tell me, which one?"

Tiffany knew she had Kim right where she wanted her as she filled the syringe with the fertility ****. It didn't matter to her what Kim chose, she would end up making money off of her. Slavers in the Hood loved to break in virgin white girls and fill their wombs with Black babies. She could always find another girl to turn into her own personal baby making machine, though Kim was ideal. She was smart and pretty, and the type barren couples sought to have as a surrogate mother.

Kim looked up at Tiffany with tear stained eyes. The maid and the Senator were now on either side of her, ready to prevent her escape. She knew she was defeated, and that trying to run away would be foolish. It would be a sure trip to the Hood for her, or so she thought. She opened her mouth to speak, when all of a sudden...