1. 13 months


    Date: 7/3/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Humiliation, Incest, Pregnant, Stockholm Syndrome, Written by women, Author: iamscrwd, Rating: 73, Source: sexstories.com

    stepped aside and a young man stepped forward, “this is Kalib, the only son of a hero of our cause. You will carry his son”. Kalib was guided towards me, he was barely taller than I was, peach fuzz still the majority of his facial hair…only a couple of whiskers poking from his chin. There was moment of astonishment on my part. My son was giving my womb as a gift to this young man…my womb. But that thought quickly passed…I wanted to please my son. I took Kalib’s hand and guided to my breast. It took three days for Kalib to begin to control himself, in fact his first ejaculation barely made it to my lips. His first seed deposited in my womb did not occur until early the next morning. Kalib’s young penis was very sensitve. But what he lacked in control, his youth offered almost instant recovery. Within a week he was breeding me multiple times a day. By the end of the third week with Kalib, the tell tale morning illness came. I basked in the thought of a job well done…my son will be proud. Acknowledgement came a week later and once Kalib was told, he was childishly ecstatic that turned into pride of becoming a man. During this same period, Sara was barely seen; she was absent from our daily showers. Then just about the time my worst fears of my daughter became all encompassing…she was back. She told me that Malek had loaned her to ...
    the president of the rebels. She too was now pregnant again… Barely had my morning sickness pass when Sara and I separated from the general population and put into a passive confinement. They gave us new clothes, fed us real food, and started treating us completely different. It took only days for the confusion to pass, finally the change becoming evident when one of the guards whom I thought was coming to be serviced by me, closed my spread legs when I offered my pussy to him. He shook his head, put up a hand, and told both Sara and I that we both were off limits. Was it because we both were a month of so pregnant? That question was answered later that day. A well-dressed man met us later that day and told us that he represented a bordering country with ties to our country and they were negotiating to release us. He said our country did not know if they were specifically negotiating for us…or possibly others, so if we were to be released, we must not denigrate the rebels for all they have done to us. Otherwise, those left behind might be in peril. Sara and I agreed. But, what about John, he was nowhere to be found the last few days. We were told he might come later as he was with another group of rebels at the time. Malek came in and handed us our babies, without saying a word he turned and was off. A week later…I wrote this story.
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