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Chapter 15 by Miriam Miriam

Are you on birth control?

No, you're not

"I'm really not", you answer in concern. You feel his thick semen dripping out of you; down along your inner thighs and some of it down onto the floor. Just by the warmth and stickiness you feel between your legs you are certain he deposited a sizable load right into you.

"Oh", he says in a disappointed voice, although you wonder if it's just an act for the camera. "Shit."

You brush your left hand against your crotch, smearing away some of the ejaculate. You look at your hand, slowly coming to terms with what happened. "I mean I can get it, it's just that...", you start muttering.

He walks over to you and puts a finger to your lips. "It's fine. I'll take care of it.", he says, before pulling out his wallet and offering you a few bills. His other hand is still holding the camera, and you notice the red light hasn't gone off.

"This should cover it, right?", he asks, holding the money in front of the lens.

You stare at him and the money in disbelief. "You can't be serious", you utter incredulously as you angrily snatch the money from his hand. You're not going to count it right now, but it seems to be a hefty amount of bills. "This is ridiculous.", you reiterate, gritting your teeth as you turn away from him. You really can't believe you did this{if redpay=1} for money{else}{endif}.

He finally turns the camera off and places it down on the table. You start gathering your clothes while he places a box of tissues next to you. You begin to clean yourself up, scraping some of his seed out of yourself and throwing the dirty tissues on the floor in frustration. Then you start to get dressed as he continues watching you calmly.

Now what?

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