Put your seed in her...

After a sufficient amount of time spent destroying her throat, you release her, and she falls back against the bed, coughing and panting. Her eyes are red, and black streaks of mascara run down her face, which is also red. She desperately tries to replenish her air supply after the brutal throatfucking.
"Hands and knees." It's a simple command, delivered in a flat tone. Kayla tries to rise, but stumbles, sitting hard on the floor. You grasp her hair close to the scalp and "help her." She whines as you drag her up and onto the bed, and she quickly assumes the position you demanded. "Better."
You smack her ass full **** with the belt, and she cries out. "Spread your cheeks, whore."
She complies immediately, and you jam your fingers ruthlessly into her cunt, spearing them in and out as you rub your cock. Her fuck hole is wet, and the rough attention seems to kick her moisture production into high gear. She's cooing and panting as you **** her pussy with three fingers, and jam a thumb into her knot.
"You need to be filled with my seed, Kayla. Feel it swish around in your pussy, let it warm your womb with my fire." You begin to fuck her, wrapping the belt around her throat from behind.
"Yrk....yrkss....." she tries to croak out her agreement, but the belt makes it difficult.
"Maybe you should carry my child? What do you think, whore?" You pound harder. "Would you like that? Want me to swell your little belly? Put a little Sinclair in there for you to take care of?"
She moans, and looks back at you with wild eyes. You loosen the belt. "A....nything....you want, sir." She smiles. "I'll flush my pills tonight..."
"No..no no...." you tighten the belt. "You're a good little whore, but don't take initiative... I just want you to know that I could make you my little baby maker, any time I want. And you'd take care of the baby like a good little fuck doll, with no expectations. Isn't that right?" You fuck harder.
"Yrssss....." she's drooling. What a submissive little slut. In such short time, she's nearly completely broken to your will.
"Good. Not now... but maybe someday."
You flip her onto her back, and pound her little cunt as you wrap your fingers around her already red throat. She's looking rapturously up at you. You reach climax, and start to pump that baby batter inside.

"Yes...." she whimpers when she feels it. "Give me that seed. That baby-making seed...."
"You'd make such a good little mom, Kayla..." you shudder, forcing in the last bit.
As Kayla lays there, shuddering and panting and feeling at her throat and pussy, you climb off, washing up in the bathroom and then getting dressed.
"Maybe someday, if you're really good, I'll put that baby in you. Would you like that, Kayla?" You stroke her cheek.
"Yes, sir. Anything to make you happy."
"Such a good little slut. I have to go now. Make sure you wear something nice for me under your dress on Monday, Kayla. I'm going to have some fun with you at work."
"Oh, yes please!" she nods vigorously.
"You're a silly little slut, Kayla." you slap her face gently, squeezing her cheeks before leaning down to kiss her sensually.
You head home, and roll into the driveway around 2:35 pm.