...You'll be his knocked-up ! [s]

"Sam, s-stop!" you gasp. "You can't cum inside!"

"Sorry baby," he groans, "you're not getting away now!"

His arms constrict your thighs like vices. He won't even let you drop your hips back onto the bed, keeping them raised so his dick can penetrate right up to your womb!

You flail and struggle as best you can, but you can barely move. The best you can muster is some ineffectual kicks into his upper back, which he shrugs off.

"Just accept it," he grunts. "You can't beat Mandy. Knowing her, she'll get the grossest limp-dick losers she can find to trick you pregnant somehow, sooner or later. Isn't it better to belong to someone who can fuck you right?"

His logic is almost reasonable enough to win you over, if it weren't for the fact that you have no intention of giving up your free will to anyone any time soon!

"I don't want a baby though!" you yell.

He smirks unsteadily. "Well, maybe if you're a good ****, I'll let you get an abortion..." Sweat drips from his forehead as his sperm start churning in his balls, eager for release.

"Those cost a million PRIZE!" You throw a pillow at his face in frustration, for all the good it does. Frustration at his bone-headedness, but also frustration at yourself for getting into this mess!

He looks momentarily surprised, but it fades quickly as he starts to peak. "Oh fuck babe, here it comes!"

"No!" you shriek. "No, Sam, Please! Pull out! Pull- Aaaaaaahh!"

He slams in deep, kissing your cervix with his cock, and erupts! His fertile sperm are delivered directly into your womb, marking you from the inside as his cumslut! They spread out in search of an egg, and you know that once they find it, your life will irrevocably belong to him!

He groans, scrunching up his face. "Fuuuuck yeah!"

"Stop! Let me go!" You wriggle in his grasp, finding it looser as he weakens with orgasm. With a forceful push, you manage to break free and roll away from him, falling off the bed and dropping to all fours.

His last shot of cum launches itself after you and splatters insultingly into your hair. You grimace, but you have bigger things to worry about! You touch your pussy and examine your fingers... no sperm. He got it really deep! Somehow you don't think trying to wash it out will quite cut it.

What do you do?! You could be fertilised at any minute! Plan B might work? That's if you can even get to the pharmacy in time...

Alternatively...

You look at Sam, flopped out in post-coital bliss. If you can't get out of obeying his commands... maybe you should use the last of your free will to ensure he can't give you any commands... ever.