1. Knocking up


    Date: 5/6/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: williamss30, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    gives me a smile. “Hello to you, too.” “I’m pregnant,” I say, angrily. I stand and raise my shirt so he can see the swell of my belly. “Look at what you did to me you asshole. Look!” I expect him to be worried or scared or stunned by the prospect of fatherhood. But he isn’t at all. He smiles even more. He comes over to me and puts his hands on my stomach, possessively. “Oh, I’m looking. You’re really starting to show, aren’t you? Do you know what it is yet?” “Did you do this on purpose?” “Doctors are so open to bribes these day. All those loans from medical school, I guess.” “Bastard! He laughs. &#034No, the bastard is what’s inside you.” I push his hands away. “Fuck you.” “Well, you already did and look what it got you,” he says. Then he pushes me hard back down into the chair. “I think we need to get something clear. I own you now. I owned you from the minute you spread your slutty little legs and let me empty my balls inside you while you were moaning like a bitch in heat. So let me tell you what’s going to happen. You’re obviously trying to hide it, but that won’t last long. And when people realize you got yourself pregnant, you’re gonna start training your replacement. Because we’re getting married.” “No. Never. You can’t make me.” “I think I can. You see, when a man sl**ps around, he’s just a man. When a woman sl**ps around, nobody can trust her. You don’t even really know for sure if it’s mine, do you? How many other guys were you fucking?” “No.” “Yes. We’re going to ...
    married and then you’re going to announce that you’re fulfilling your dreams of motherhood and staying home to raise our baby. Once you do that, you’re going to be a good little mommy. And part of that is keeping daddy happy.” I feel horror and dread. Inside me, his baby kicks hard. I put a hand to the side of my baby bump. “You can’t.” “I can. And if you think I won’t make a scene in the office, pleading with you to marry me, because I love you and our unborn c***d so much, think again.” I realize that he’s right. That there’s no way out. I’m finished. My career is over. The only other option is to have this baby alone, maybe give it up for adoption. “I won’t do it.” “Oh, you think you’ll just squeeze the k** out and give it up and try to start over? No, no. I’ll have you blackballed from this entire industry. I’ll sabotage every effort you make. You won’t be able to get a job serving fast food.” My heart is racing and I realize that I’m well and truly trapped. My life is ending right before my eyes. Everything is crumbling. I can’t stand to stay in his office any longer and I run out, with him laughing as I close the door. Everything that he promised happens. Two weeks later, he sees me in the middle of the office with a cup of coffee and he loudly asks me if I made sure to get decaf, because caffeine isn’t good for the baby. Right then and there, he gives me away. He unbuttons my jacket so that people can see the baby bump underneath. He pretends to be excited and enthused ...