“Yes sir,” you moan contentedly.

Your pussy still throbs as you lie there, bent over, practically drooling in mindless bliss, your thoughts insensate. He slides out of your hot sodden cunt, his juices dribbling from your swollen puckered lips to coat your inner thighs. He grabs the gun. Points it at you. “You’re a breeder now Mariko. Certainly pregnant. Hah. Little fucker. Bet you didn’t expect this when you decided to clean the house...” Master chuckles at your stupidity. “You dumb cunt...”

“Yes Master.” You right yourself and, on unsteady legs, you gather you dress and walk clumsily back to your room. He fucked you stupid. You fall to the floor panting in post coital pleasure, awash with your sexual glow. Your nipples still stand erect and throb. You feel a pleasant warmth and pressure in your belly.

In the sanctuary of your room you find a box of tissues and gingerly dry your pussy and thighs. You realise that this is your life now. Your body. Forever. Your cock gone. Your freedom gone. Oddly your breasts are aching and as you cup them you realise they are growing - as is your belly. “Oh my god. I... I’m pregnant but... I’m well along.”