Done Hooking, starting slavery

I was finishing my last client for two months, I was bloated, 8 months pregnant and wobbling around as the whore I have become, so it was we relief that I finished my last John for two months, until I had given birth and gone through one month of recovery. I had only made 32000 the last two months. 8 000 of them was for me, it was way less than I hoped for and what I was used with, so it was disappointing, but not too many people wanted a whore that was 8 months pregnant. So, the traffic slowed down a little.

I added my new income too the tally and it went from 26 000 up til 34 000 dollars. Only 16 000 dollars left too earn.

I had gotten through the last two months, not only on the street, but also at home, it had been a challenge, I had gotten into a routine with Bill but those days Jennifer was visiting, it was harder, she wanted to humiliate me even more than him, she felt threatened, I guess. So, it was a struggle to make the home situation work. They took me to the gloryhole twice during those months, luckily just short visits since I had trouble keeping up at this stage.

But anyway, not much more I could do about that now, so I just went home and got ready to start the no limit slavery period of two months, which included giving birth and recovering. The plan for the next month was me staying home, naked and tied up some way or put in some other kind of situation as the **** I am. Then I will have my birth and the first month after that I will continue as a **** while I get back into shape.

I still had not figured how to manage continue this life, being the wife, my husband demanded and taking care of the child all on my own, I realize it will be harder to complete for me. And I was in general terrified of what my husband and his girlfriend could do with me during these two months. But I had to start, so I walked home, up all the stairs and greeting my husband with a blowjob as soon as I got in the door.

“That was nice, a good blowjob, I assume you are done for the month and ready to start the slavery period.” He said while I was swallowing his cum.

“Yes Sir” I said while fearing the next month.

First, get changing, into something slutty as usual, but get out of the street clothes, we are going to a couple of places.

The first was a lawyer’s office, there he got power of attorney for me for the next two months. He was in his only suit, while I was dressed as a kinky slut that was 8 months pregnant. This scared me, there was way too much he could do with that.

Next stop on the trip was a bdsm shop getting a big metal collar with a **** lock on it, almost impossible to remove without the key. He also did some general shopping of equipment that he felt we would need during the next couple of months.

Then the tattoo shop was the next place we went to, I got myself a new tattoo, property of Bill under the current tramp stamp already got.

After this he said he had some things to do I did not need to know about, so he dropped me of in the gloryhole. It was around 3 p.m. at that point.

“When are you back” I asked before he left.

“Probably tonight, might not be before tomorrow morning, but someone will come tonight and check on you if I won’t get back in time”. He said, beaming over how caring he felt he was. You have been here enough that you know this is something that you can do even in your state, so you should be glad that I have found one area that you are useful in.

So, there I was, in the booth, back to doing what is my job, sucking cocks. I kept going with a steady stream of new dicks all night and by the time he was back around midnight, I had sucked 23 people dry. I guess it was some satisfaction in being able doing the job I was put to do.

“Let’s get back home, I have some things to show you” he beamed while talking.

When we got back to the apartment it basically a dungeon now, it was a cage, a cross, and lots of different toys and opportunities. He told me until it was time to go to the hospital, I would always be in a leash, in the cage or tied up some way and he would **** and **** me as often as I could. And he had use 3000 dollars of my money on all this, it was necessary according to him and as a no limit ****, I was not in charge over my money. This scared me something fierce, this was a bad bad idea.