Of course....

The next week was a blur of cock and cum constantly filling the narrator's beautiful fertile body. He like to use her on her back with her ankles on his shoulders or from behind so he could slap and squeeze her round ass. She lost track of time that week as her pussy seemed to be leaking his cum all week long.

She remembered shuddering looking down weeks later at the pregnancy test and seeing its positive results. She remembered he rewarded her with a new black collar with the word "BITCH" written across the front. He told her he was going to "keep her and turn her into either a breeding **** or Hucow" depending on which suited him best. Our beautiful narrator found herself locked in his basement, chained to a pole by her ankle and laying on a dirty mattress.

Every night and most mornings he would visit her. She would eagerly suck his cock until it was hard. He would shove her to the mattress and use her body for his pleasure. Face down and ass up his cock would impale her deeply as they fucked. She would moan and scream in mad pleasure until he finished, usually by pulling out and cumming on her face, tits or round ass.

"No need in filling that bitch womb of yours anymore since your bred." He would tell her. As he would smack her ass before ascending the stairs and leave her in the blackness of the basement. Our beautiful narrator awaits her perilous fate in silence in her subterranean prison.