Have My Baby: Baby and Pregnancy Romance Collection

by Jamie Knight

  “Yes, master!” I screamed, turning over onto my front and lifting my ass as high as I could.

  I was doing my best to angle it at the camera, so he could see my ass as my pussy continued to spasm while I came over and over for him.

  “Please,” I whimpered after either my 23rd or 24th body-wrecking orgasm.

  The vibrator shut off abruptly and I fell over onto my side, panting and weeping with joy and relief. I could barely touch my pussy; it was sensitive after being ravaged so thoroughly, still while leaving my purity intact.

  I still had my cherry for my master to claim later.

  The thought thrilled me as I tried to recover from the insane pleasure I’d just been put through.

  “You can have a break now but leave the suit on and keep the vibrator in your cunt,” Joshua commanded me. “Understood?”

  “Yes, master,” I managed to squeak out.

  And then the room went silent.

  Chapter Nine - Joshua

  No rush, I told myself, even though every fiber was screaming to go to her. It was only across the hall. Distance could be a funny thing, though.

  Some would say the room was close. Only a few steps. Yet, at that moment, with a raging erection, knowing she was waiting for me, it seemed like the longest distance in the world.

  I could almost smell the gunpowder. The battlelines drawn in bones and blood. My mind and my hormones were waging horrific battle. It was a disagreement I was well acquainted with. I’d been fighting it since I hit puberty and had only gotten stronger since.

  There were many things, both good and bad, that could be said about me. But ‘impulsive’ wasn’t one used even by my most bitter enemies.

  It had taken years of work and dedication. Yes, through sheer graft, I’d reached a level of self-control that rivaled a superpower. No matter how much my cock might scream or beg for release, I was going to give Celeste the proper time. I’d taken her on and had a duty to help her be all she could be.

  I looked at my Rolex, which was a tasteful understated piece, consisting of chrome silver and midnight black. It wasn’t time yet.

  I was determined to push her to the limit and then past it. It was the only way to really know where the boundaries were. Like how the only people who really know where the ‘edge’ was, were the ones who went over it.

  She was probably getting bored. That was part of the punishment. Not everything in BDSM was physical. There was also a major psychological element. Making submissives yearn was a main form of punishment and control. It was the basic notion behind orgasm denial.

  She probably thought I wasn’t interested, or that I forgot. I had left her there on the bed, her legs spread wide to the camera, the vibrator still deep in her little cunt.

  I could tell she was getting frustrated. The look on her face told me that much. She had been worried a moment ago, which was good. She needed to learn to trust me if it was going to work.

  Just when it looked like she was getting ready to get up and take the vibrator out, I sprung into the action. I caught her flopping back down as I opened the door. She was clearly trying to pretend she had been there the whole time.

  I kept my face cold and went to her. The sound echoed through the room as I reached down and pinched her nipple through the hole in her outfit.

  “Jesus! What the fuck was that for?” she asked.

  I slapped her nipple then— not hard, just enough for her to feel it, using the fat of my hand so it wouldn’t leave a mark.

  “You left me waiting,” she complained.

  I admired her tenacity in the face of further punishment.

  “As is my right.”

  “It was still really rude. I’m starting to get cold. I don’t have much hair down there, you know, I get chilly.”

  Without a word, I turned on the vibrator to the highest setting, making her scream with surprise and sudden sensation as it buzzed around inside her pussy hole where it had been jammed up tight, as if just waiting for me to use it on her. Just when she was about to cum, I stopped it dead. I thought she might cry.

  “I am in charge,” I said, with all authority, “and you will do as I say, or you will be punished. The severity of the punishment depends on you.”

  By rights I should have spanked her. Possibly with a paddle. Maybe even put a few things up her ass.

  My cock throbbed at the thought. She was feisty, which made me want her even more. I wanted to mount and fuck her right there, but she wasn’t ready yet.

  I would have to come up with a compromise. A half-way between punishing her and getting release. I had to teach her a lesson but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have some fun too.

  Taking her by the hair, I pulled her up into a kneeling position. She didn’t fight at all. Not least because resistance would make it hurt more. Holding her in position, I caressed my hand over her. At least the parts left open by the suit. Swirling my finger lightly around her asshole, I made her gasp.

  “Get on your hands and knees,” I growled.

  “Yes, master.”

  She leaned forward, placing her palms on the bed, her gorgeous ass high in the air. I couldn’t resist stroking it, giving some light squeezes, then some hard ones, making her gasp more. I gave her a spank just to see how it sounded. She yelped in pain but the sound on her ass was great. I would definitely be doing more of that.

  Celeste kept her head down once she had gotten into the doggy position. Right up until I unzipped my pants. That sound got her full attention.

  It was almost cute, how her eyes widened again at the sight of my big, hard cock. Her breathing got quicker, and I caught her unconsciously licking her lips.

  “You want this?” I asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Are you sure, you naughty girl?”

  “Yes, master. Please, I want your cock. I want to suck you.”

  “Open your mouth.”

  She obeyed, opening her mouth so wide I could see her tonsils. With my hand gently on the back of her head, I slid my cock into her mouth. She gasped a bit as it first went in but soon got used to it.

  Before long, she was sucking me off, my hand on her head controlling all of her movements. Two things became immediately clear as Celeste worked my cock in her hot little mouth.

  First, she had never been taught how to do it properly. But that didn’t matter too much, because the second thing that became obvious, as she nursed my load up from my balls, was that she was giving it her very best effort.

  She was trying her damnedest to make up for her lack of experience with passion and enthusiasm. I definitely gave her an A for effort.

  When she had been at it for a while, she seemed to get more relaxed. The tension visibly left her shoulders as she really got into it, the responses of her body catching up with the intentions of her mind.

  I took this as a signal that she was ready for more. Stroking the back of her neck to try and get her more relaxed, I pushed in even further. Her gag reflex objected. She choked a bit but didn’t stop me.

  I just waited for her to get used to it, the last several inches going in easily. My cock was going well down her throat. Aside from closing her eyes, she took it like a champ.

  When she was ready, while keeping my hand on the back of her neck, I started to move, gently throat fucking her. She felt so good, I could hardly keep myself from cumming but I somehow managed not to. The sensation soon passed as I slipped my cock from her mouth.

  Celeste actually whimpered as I broke contact. She wanted my cum so bad. Aside from making me horny, it made me feel good in a different way. She was coming along even quicker than I expected and it was something else with which to reward or punish her. She had been so bad that she was going to beg if she wanted my cum.

  When she had settled down a little, I got the remote from my pocket and went around behind her. I could feel her flinch as I got up on the bed. No doubt she was expecting me to fuck her, quite possibly i
n the ass.

  But instead I stroked her legs from her ass down to her feet. It was to get her ready for the next part of her punishment, as well as helping us to really connect. I was letting her know she could trust me.

  Taking her by the ankles, I spread her legs wide, keeping her in doggy position. I wanted to be able to see everything.

  “Oh!” she gasped.

  I had the vibrator on low. Nothing too intense, yet still enough to surprise her after she’d gone without it for a while.

  I glanced between her thighs and watched her tight, sweet pussy get wet as the vibrator worked inside her. I put it up another level, making her gasp and moan as the buzz got louder. The vibrator angled just right so it went right up against her clit.

  Out of nowhere I cranked it to high, making her tremble and scream as it ravaged her little cunt. Then, just as she was getting ready to cum, I turned it off.

  My sweet little pet trembled and whimpered as she came down from her near-orgasmic high. She was super wet and desperate to be fucked. Just how I wanted her.

  “Are you ready for your punishment?” I asked, giving her a chance to show me how well she could submit to me.

  “Yes, master,” she murmured.

  Leaving the vibrator in her wet little cunt, I started massaging her ass again, a lot more roughly this time. I stretching out her asshole several times and my good little pet moaned with each of them.

  She was surprisingly relaxed and before long, I could have fucked her up the ass with a minimum of resistance. She was letting me know both that she was a latent ass slut for me, as well as how best to get her ready when the time came.

  The first slap made her scream, more out of surprise than actual pain but my bright red handprint made itself known, standing out burning red against her milky flesh. I stroked the spot lightly while roughly squeezing her other cheek.

  When she started to relax, I did it again. Celeste seemed to take the second strike a lot better than the first.

  I stroked the assailed cheek for a while to ease the pain and get her to relax. It was always better to spank a sub who was relaxed as compared to tense. The muscles were looser, and the nerves were further from the surface.

  When it seemed like she was ready, I gripped the cheek I was stroking hard and brought down my other hand with a resounding smack, followed by a sharp yelp from my pet.

  Going back into a stroke, I again squeezed and gripped her ass cheeks, spreading them every so often to stretch her asshole. All of which she seemed to love. At least if her gasps and moans of sheer, unbridled pleasure were anything to go by.

  After getting her warmed up, I started on the other cheek, alternating between harsh and gentle spanks until her supple flesh was very close to the color of a fire truck. Stroking her assailed ass cheek to get her to settle down, I switched back over to the first cheek, giving it much the same treatment, so they would match.

  I loved seeing her round ass bright red and covered with welts. Particularly because I’d been the one to put them there. The spanker’s equivalent of love bites.

  Slowly, she relaxed again. Her entire front end lowered several inches, her face almost pressed to the mattress, as I continued to caress her. The moans and screams of a few moments before were settling into contented hums, like the human version of a purr.

  My cock was rock hard again, which really shouldn’t have come as a surprise. I wanted to fuck her pussy so much but knew it wasn’t time yet. Her asshole wasn’t much better, and I decided not to go there either. My only real option was her mouth again. Though I wanted to have a little fun first.

  The vibrator burst back to life, making Celeste nearly howl in surprise. When she was able to pay attention, I spanked her bare ass again, this time using my rock-hard cock. The shaft smacked softly against her soft, reddened flesh.

  “Please, master. Please fuck me,” she begged me.

  “No, pet,” I responded. “It is time I came in your mouth.”

  Chapter Ten - Celeste

  It was beyond anything I’d ever expected. I’d always been curious about sex and read as much as I could about it, both in terms of fiction and non-fiction, convinced it had to be something more. Something other than what my stepdad was doing to me.

  It was in this manner that I really found out what he was doing. What the word was. It was one I still couldn’t bring myself to say. It brought back too many bad memories if I even thought about it. Even the word was enough to make me cry on a bad day.

  My pussy was soaking wet and aching for my master. I could feel every move. Even when he spanked me, it ricocheted through my pussy. Even though it already had the vibrator in there. Never mind what happened when he turned on the vibrator after spanking me.

  I thought I might like spanking but hadn’t tried it yet. Unable to find anyone I trusted enough to try. Then, there was Joshua, doing it wonderfully, in a way that actually felt really fucking good.

  I wanted his cock so much, but he didn’t seem willing to let me have it. At least not there. I couldn’t open my mouth fast enough when he said he was going to bless me with his cum. I couldn’t wait to taste it.

  He was gentle again, at least at first, only putting in some of his cock and then pumping slowly, getting me relaxed and ready. The bulk of his tasty cock was moving between my lips and over my tongue.

  I just wished I could have swirled my tongue around it as he moved but his cock was so big that there wasn’t enough room left. Sucking was also a challenge, my lips barely fitting around his girth. I could feel every vein in his cock throbbing as he rocked in and out of my mouth.

  When I could handle it, and not a second before, he pushed the rest of the way in, easing his massive member down into my throat, passing my gag-reflex with a lot more ease. His hand was on the back of my head, holding me still as he throat-fucked me. My master was in complete control, my body subject to his whim alone and I fucking loved it.

  Gradually, he picked up speed until he was throat-fucking me hard. It made me gag a little. I couldn’t help it but I was determined to do my best for him and suppressed the urge to choke or cry.

  I never saw it coming, his mighty torrent flooding my throat. I could tell he was going to cum, could feel him tense. Though I had no idea it was going to be that much or that fast.

  “Swallow!” he barked.

  I did my best to obey him, swallowing down as much of his sweet cum as I could. He yanked his cock from my throat and wiped it all over my face, making a mask with what was left of his cum.

  I didn’t mind. My master could do what he wanted with me. Besides which, I’d heard that cum is wonderful for the skin.

  “You’d better do better next time,” he said, stepping away and zipping up.

  Joshua was a bit rough but very masterful and still a lot gentler than Mark ever was. I got the sense that Joshua had wanted to take my virginity but had held back, already doing more for me than Mark ever had.

  I knew I could trust him, which was why I eagerly did everything he told me. I had a gut feeling that whatever Joshua did to me would be good. Either it would feel good or be good for me overall.

  He might have been trying to hide it, but he seemed pleased with my progress. I was becoming a good little pet.

  “You’ve earned your dinner,” he said.

  “Thank you, master.”

  “Put a robe on, someone will bring your meal to you,” he said, gently removing the vibrator from my pussy.

  “Yes, master,” I said, unable to hide a pang of hurt, wanting him to stay with me.

  “You are going to stay here, until I am ready to have you again.”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?” he asked, firmly but not cruelly, making me look at him.

  “Yes, master.”

  He gave me a few gentle strokes on my face before seeming to stop himself and quickly leaving the room without a word.

  I sat back on the bed, a small, quick s
ob escaping me. I felt alone and empty and not just because the vibrator was gone.

  It was crazy that I’d bonded to Joshua so quickly. We had been introduced so recently and I had only seen him in person about an hour ago.

  Even so, there it was. An almost scary level of loyalty and an iron clad trust. I want him to take my virginity, and anything else he might like, and keep me by his side for the rest of my life.

  His faithful pet, always eager to please. I already wanted him to touch me again. Even if it was for a spanking.

  My attention was drawn by a ping from my phone.

  A new message from April.

  A smile touched my lips.

  It had only been a few hours since I saw her last, but I had almost forgotten about her. I was far too busy planning a new life as my master’s pet. The message brought me right back down to earth, though.

  Your stepdad dropped by. He wants to see you.

  I just had to roll my eyes. The dirty bastard always seemed to know when I was dating someone. Either he had psychic abilities or was having me followed. Either way, he always got extremely jealous. As though I only belonged to him in a sick, sexual version of dibs.

  I’d always managed to steer clear of him. Though I really didn’t know what would happen if he found out what I was up to. He would probably do what he’d done before and start trouble.

  My only real sense of security came from the isolated location and fortress-like constitution of Joshua’s house. Even if he could find it, it was unlikely the dirty bastard could find a way in. Though I doubted even the first scenario was possible. We were way out of the city, on a hinterland property that had a massive security gate at the entrance.

  April wasn’t so lucky, and he already knew where she lived. I didn’t think he would hurt her, but I didn’t want to take that chance. Thinking it through, I texted her back.

  Tell the dirty bastard I went on a trip and will be back soon.

  Don’t tell him where I went and probably don’t actually call