Amelia spends the next few days making certain you both are

Amelia keeps you in her dungeon for the next few days, using her various toy and devices to tease and torment you while she was busy with work, keeping you on the edge throughout. Each time she came back for her extended lunch break or to rest for the evening, Amelia would visit you with a new and inventive way for you to fill your own pussy with your super sperm. Then once she was done making you pump a fresh potent load into yourself, Amelia would keep her own womb nice and topped up.

Most of these ways are a creative mix of bondage restricting your movements while some toy pleasures your cock, slowly working you up to a big release. On some occasions gravity and your position were all that was needed to inseminate yourself, your thick potent load erupting out and being funnelled into your pussy. On other occasions, you were **** to watch your own super potent baby batter being sucked up into tubes and slowly pumped into you before your eyes, while baby names were projected on the wall behind the pipes.

Although there were two particularly depraved methods that Amelia sprung on you. The first was strapping you down completely and then attaching a holo device to your head. This then simulated an ultra-realistic scenario where one of the many Daughters you had made had tracked you down to avenge you knocking up their parent and leaving them. The entire time the holo of your daughter humiliates and degrades you, milking a sizeable load from your cock, before fucking you with a strap on loaded with your own cum. It was particularly unnerving since the full-body restraints were able to simulate every touch of the phantom daughter.

The other was more of a physical sensation, since once more you were restrained, while two frames were erected, one in front of you and one behind you. Amelia was particularly proud of this toy and once she activated it you quickly understood why. The first frame engulfing your thick throbbing mass right down to your body, only for it to appear from the second frame, right behind yourself. The second frame then began to piston back and forth, forcing your own cock inside of you. Between each of your many orgasms, where you filled yourself to the brim with your potent seed, the machine would alternate speed and how hard you were fucked. This setup Amelia left running after, leaving you machine fucking yourself for 4 hours until she returned. You were sure you'd left an imprint of your own swollen head on your cervix.

Sure enough on the fifth day, you wake up in Amelia's bed having enjoyed an oddly tender and sensual evening fucking, a welcome change from her usual rougher routine. You roll over to see Amelia sitting up and running a small medical scanner over her body. Amelia notices your movements and puts the scanner down turning to face you with a big smile.

"So how's my baby daddy doing this morning?" Amelia asks with a grin.

"So it's confirmed?" You ask with a confident smile. "Also I slept really well, although can't quite place why," You add with a wry smile.

"Normally I'd punish you for that sort of cheek, but I'm feeling generous today," Amelia replies, leaning in and kissing you on the forehead.

"What's the occasion?" You ask with a smile.

"Well not every day you see twins," Amelia replies with a grin.

"Really?" You ask in surprise. "Guess my swimmers pack a punch," You add with a satisfied grin.

"That and the fertility **** I had laced into our food probably helped," Amelia replies with a wicked grin.

"Our food," You reply a hand wandering down to your own flat stomach.

"Oh yes," Amelia replies, taping the scanner and pulling up the results of a scan. Sure enough, the scan listed you as the patient, and you as both the Mother and Father of the two fertilised eggs implanted and rapidly duplicating to form a new life inside you.

"Well at least that will help the bet," You reply with a sigh, holding your hand to your stomach and imaging happening to you, what you had done to so many by now.

"Ah so I was right," Amelia replies with a soft laugh. "You and my Daughter are off galivanting around the galaxy, spreading your seed far and wide," Amelia adds with a wry smile.

"Afraid so," You reply with a nervous smile.

"If I'm honest I'm rather jealous, playing with your body as well as my own, has rather given me the appetite for your perverse game," Amelia replies licking her lips.

"Well I suppose it's only fair I ended up on the receiving end, reap what you sow and all that," You reply with a smile. "I just wish the stakes weren't quite so high," You add shaking your head.

"What is at stake?" Amelia asks with a curious look in her eye.

"Winner gets the loser's ship and the loser as a sex **** for 5 years," You reply with a sigh.

"You've never slept with each other before, have you?" Amelia asks with a soft tone.

"We've tag-teamed a few people together, but no now that you mention it, we haven't," You reply after reflecting on it for a moment.

"Now this silly bet makes sense," Amelia says with a giggle.

"It does?" You ask uncertainly, "I relived the memory of it, we just got super drunk and made the silly bet," You say casually.

"My dear, you don't just simply wander into a platinum star office and get a bespoke contract written up, notarised and sealed on a drunken bender," Amelia explains with a wry smile. "No that would need to have been pre-arranged, some months to, their office has been tied up certifying station business," Amelia continues.

"Wait Amanda, had this pre-planned?" You ask uncertainly.

"Yes, my dear," Amelia says shaking her head. "Although honestly, I wish my Daughter would have just told you how she feels rather than using these theatrics," Amelia says with a soft laugh.

"Oh..." You say as your mind processes for a moment before realisation finally catches up to you. "Oh!" You gasp.

"Yes, it seems you've caught my darling girls eye," Amelia says in a teasing voice.

"Why wouldn't she just tell me?" You ask, shaking your head.

"Your guess is as good as mine, but clearly in her head the only way she'd be able to confess is with you or her being captive to the other for five years," Amelia says with a soft laugh. "Longer than most marriages last out here I suppose," She adds with a dry chuckle. "Maybe she felt you might fall in love with her body in all that time," She muses.

"So do you think I should just call her and meet her, maybe get this bet cancelled?" You ask while trying to soak in this revelation about your friend and rival Amanda, wondering how you missed all those signs that now seem so obvious.

"No, the contract rather complicates things, as does what we've done these last wonderful days," Amelia replies with a smile.

"But I don't want either of us to lose our ships or become sex slaves," You reply softly.

"Then I suggest you play to win my dear," Amelia replies. "The contract states the game must be played and defines a clear winner and loser, but it doesn't stipulate what the winner does with her winnings," Amelia explains.

"So what, I win, speak with Amanda and go from there?" You ask hesitantly.

"That or simply ravage her for 5 years, I'm sure Amanda would be happy with that," Amelia suggests, "Maybe you could invite her up here and we could have some really depraved fun," Amelia adds licking her lips.

"You'd do that to your own daughter?" You ask

"Did you forget that holo where I had a simulation of one of your Daughters knock you up with your own cum?" Amelia asks with a wicked grin.

"Fair point," You reply. "Although back to the topic of winning this bet," You say, wanting nothing more than to change the subject.

"Well, how are you doing now?" Amelia asks.

You quickly check the scores and see that for the first time you were in the lead. "I'm winning," You say softly in disbelief.

"You sound surprised," Amelia comments.

"I lost almost a year, because I forgot all about it," You reply, "I've been going after special high scoring targets, apparently there must be some hidden ones, I got 10 points for impregnating myself," You explain. "That wasn't in the list, before," You explain.

"Curious," Amelia muses, "I suppose ordinarily it would be an **** move," She muses.

"Makes me wonder if there might be any others," You says, shaking your head.

"Let's hear the full rules of this game and perhaps I can help," Amelia offers with a wicked grin.

"You'd help me win?" You ask with a smile.

"Of course," Amelia replies with a smile. "Although I warn you, you might not like how I help," Amelia adds with an evil smile.