Have My Baby: Baby and Pregnancy Romance Collection

by Jamie Knight

  Taking hold of my hips, to hold me still, he started to devour me. Taking it slow at first, likely as not to shock me, he slowly gained in both speed and intensity until I was almost ready to scream with orgasm.

  I lay back like a good girl and let him have his way with me, giving myself over to him entirely. My body was his property to do with as he wished.

  Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and let out a wail, shivering all over as I came hard under his beautiful togue, cumming all over his face. Unperturbed, he took some wet wipes that were handy and cleaned us both off.

  When I was ready, he brought me to him, putting me on a fours. I thought he might fuck me like that, but instead he put his cock in my mouth.

  “Suck me, pet.”

  He didn’t have to tell me twice!

  Immediately I was all but deep throating him, the massive head of his monster cock slamming into the back of my throat, though I didn’t gag. Not anymore. My master had trained me well.

  I throat fucked myself with his beautiful cock until he came. Fast and hard, he filled up my mouth with his hot white cum. It was a struggle, but I didn’t waste one single drop. Taking it all in and swallowing it down, I licked the glistening head clean when I was done.

  Bringing me to him, my master kissed me tenderly, stroking and squeezing my ass as he did so.

  We were both ready.

  He lay me on my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. Putting my legs up so they were supported by his arms, he moved in, stroking the warm head of his cock against my tender, virgin pussy lips. Making me hum with pleasure.

  Finally, he pushed in, making me moan deep and loud as he worked his way inside me, my pussy walls giving way as he moved. He got up to my cherry and then stopped.

  “Ready, my pet?” he asked.

  “Yes, master. Please,” I nearly wept.

  With one smooth, moderate thrust, he broke through my cherry, getting his cock all the way into my tight little cunt. Easing back a bit for leverage, he started to pump me. Slowly at first, then moving gently between my tender folds, he started going harder.

  It hurt a little. Particularly when he first put it all the way in. But the longer he was in there, working away on my freshly deflowered pussy, the better it felt. The pleasure was growing with each trust of his big cock inside me.

  I was surprised he was being so gentle and loving, with how rough he’d been before. I noticed he wasn’t wearing a condom, but I didn’t say anything. He was my master and could do what he liked.

  “I’m not wearing protection,” he said suddenly, as if reading my mind, “because you are mine. I claim you, body and spirit, and I want to make a baby with you.”

  “Yes, master,” I told him, the thought surprisingly filling me with happiness.

  I wanted to be his forever. And to experience everything in life with him that I could. Especially now that he had taken my virginity and claimed me as his own.

  Chapter Fifteen - Joshua

  It was amazing. I loved seeing my little pet cum so much. She was having so many huge orgasms in a row.

  Even if it was just through a camera, that had been fine with me. I’d jerked off furiously merely watching her, knowing that she was mine and I would soon claim her and her virginity. She was only for me. A fact which made me hornier than it ever had before.

  Probably because I was falling madly in love with her and felt as though I had found my soul mate. Usually, I didn’t believe in such seemingly ridiculous, New Age bullshit. But like the Pagans say, it is not reasonable to expect someone to believe in something they have not experienced, and I was about to get a hefty dose of crazy, dizzy love.

  When she had finished, the last of the orgasms dying away and leaving her a spent heap, I had finished myself off and gone back into her room for some more hands-on fun. She had seemed relieved when I cut through the tape.

  I’d considered fucking her while she was still bound but I wanted her first time to be perfect. That was why I had made sure she was ready, and she had surprised me with a great blowjob.

  I was really proud of my little pet. She had learned fast and become really well-trained and obedient, becoming the pet I suspected that she could be with the right master who took the correct approach.

  Her pussy was perfect, once I was finally able to get into it. It was super tight, but also really tender and very wet. And it was definitely better than anything I’d ever experienced before.

  I was really glad I’d gotten her so wet before going in. Her sweet pink lips hugged my cock as I did.

  There was some resistance but not too bad. Her pussy walls relaxed after some gentle coaxing, allowing me through and into her virgin cunt. Guiding her from the innocence of girlhood to the sweet experience of becoming a woman.

  I was so turned on by watching her cum so much I just wanted to keep going. Especially after I broke through her cherry.

  I was afraid I might have hurt her, but she seemed okay, so I kept going. I wanted to have anal sex as well, but she needed a lot more work with a butt plug before she could do it safely.

  Pulling out of her, I cleaned us both off and got to my knees, diving right into her pussy. Her legs over my shoulders instead of my elbow, even more under my control. She couldn’t move unless I allowed her to, but she didn’t seem to mind at all.

  It was clear my little pet was a natural sub, finally coming into herself. My heart swelled with pride for sticking with it, doing what needed to be done, no matter how impatient I had felt, to get her to where she was.

  I made her cum in my mouth, letting her finish. When the trembling subsided, I turned her over and pressed her up into doggy position, her feet still over the edge of the bed.

  Lightly stroking her pussy, I lifted her ass way up, and thrust her head way down, so her face was pressed against the blanket. Teasing her a bit with the head of my cock, I slid back into her pussy. Holding her by the back of the neck, I pushed into half-mast before starting to thrust.

  My sweet little pet trembled and moaned as I took her. She seemed to enjoy every second of it. Her tight little cunt was squeezing my thick throbbing cock as we moved together. It seemed like an eternity of perfect pleasure before we both came in the same moment.

  It was crazy not to be wearing a condom, but it felt so good to cum in her that I didn’t care. As soon as she told me everything— what her stepdad was doing to her currently as well as what he used to do in the past— I knew I was going to take care of her forever.

  She was mine, and I was never going to let her go.

  I was gentle with her. Gentler than I’ve ever been before, because of what she’d been through. I wanted to show her that sex was supposed to feel good. Yes, we were both into BDSM and I also planned to be rougher later, but pleasure and comfort were my main goals for our first time together.

  Pulling my pet to me, I held her and rocked her as she came down from a massive, orgasmic high. Her sweet little body still trembling against me.

  “Get dressed,” I said.

  “In what, master?”

  “The clothes you came in.”

  “Not the—”

  “No, that outfit was just for your training. We are past that now. Just your regular clothes.”

  “Yes, master.”

  I watched as she found her clothes and put them on. She looked different wearing clothes now. Still younger and more innocent-looking, despite what we had just done, but it reminded me of her many depths and how I wanted to spend every aspect of my life with her, in private and in public.

  I was reminded again of our age gap, although it mattered even less than it had before. We were already connected, and nothing was going to keep us apart.

  “Come here,” I said.

  Instantly, my obedient little pet came over and I signalled for her to kneel. Which she did, dropping to her knees between my feet and reaching for my cock.

  “No, pet,” I said pushing
back her hand.

  “Sorry, master.”

  “Don’t be. Turn around.”

  She turned, putting her back to me and I took her hair in both hands. Moving with careful precision, I wove her hair into an intricate braid, fastening it with an elastic band from the pocket of her hoodie.

  “There, perfect,” I said, petting her gently.

  “You know how to braid hair,” she remarked, impressed.

  “I do.”

  It sometimes came as a surprise to some, but I grew up with sisters. Four of them in all, all of them younger than me, the youngest by ten years. Our dad left when we were young and our mom had to work, so I was used to caring for my younger sisters.

  There was a joke, or more like a cruel stereotype, that doms were made by childhood trauma. That we had a hatred for whatever gender it was that hurt us. Nothing could be further from the truth, for me at least. I loved women, the main reason for my aversion to being with one who was younger than twenty stemming from watching my beloved sisters grow up.

  I got dressed, myself, slipping back into my pants and white T-shirt, leaving the rest of the suit where it was. Reaching over to Celeste, I pulled her to me, giving her a hug and a kiss.

  Right before the knock came on the door.

  Celeste stiffened in my arms. Her back went completely rigid. I stroked her gently some more, to try and calm her. My efforts even more successful than I might have thought. Celeste seemed to melt into my embrace.

  “You’re safe, pet. I won’t let anything or anyone hurt you ever again.”

  “I know, master,” she murmured, her face pressed to my chest as she squeezed me back.

  I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss her on the top of the head. Giving her one last squeeze, I took her by the hand and led her from the room and down to the living room.

  “It might sound silly, but I thought it was my stepdad,” Celeste said, obviously assuming from my carefree manner that it was someone else.

  “Oh, it is, but don’t be afraid,” I told her. “I’ve been expecting him.”

  Chapter Sixteen - Celeste

  I could feel my heart pounding against my chest.

  An intense fear gripped me like a cold hand.

  It had been years since I’d talked to my stepdad, or even really seen him, except at a distance. Despite this, it felt like he was always there.

  He was like a dark, evil spectre haunting my life. Both in my head in terms of flashbacks and in the flesh, ruining every relationship I’d had since escaping him.

  But that was the thing. I never really got away. I had the feeling he would follow me to the ends of the earth if it ever came down to it.

  He had claimed me as his own and refused to let anyone else have me. Though he hadn’t counted on me meeting Joshua.

  It felt a bit strange, being out of the room. I had already started to think about it as mine. I hadn’t been in there long that really, but long enough for it to feel like home. Especially considering I never left it.

  “It’s okay, pet,” Joshua repeated, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

  One of his servants came in to answer the door, but he waved her away, probably not wanting her to get hurt. Obedient as always, the servant scurried to safety, looking grateful. That left Joshua clear to execute his strategy.

  “Come in,” he called, cordial as could be.

  It was a quite simple plan, really. And fool proof. All Joshua had to do was invite my stepdad in and then count on him to act the way he always acted. It couldn’t have been more perfect.

  “You bastard,” my stepdad growled, rushing right for Joshua.

  Casual as you please, my master left my side and waked right toward the rampaging psycho.

  The haymaker boxing punch was hard but hit nothing but air, making a whooshing sound as Joshua leaned back out of the way. My stepdad looked surprised but not so much as on the follow through.

  I could hear the sickening crunch as Joshua’s forehead make contact with the dirty bastard’s nose. He followed up with a hard punch to the sternum, which made the bane of my existence look like he was going to puke.

  His eyes were actually crossing with the pain. Though not quite so much as when Joshua used the leverage to stomp into the side of his knee, literally knocking it sideways and sending the dirty bastard onto the hard floor.

  Before he could even try and get up, Joshua was on him. Sitting on his back and firmly grabbing a handful of his hair, he was making my stepdad scream in pain. A sound soon silenced when Joshua smashed his face into the floor.

  “Hi, I’m Celeste’s new boyfriend,” he said, yanking the bastard’s bloodied mug back to where he could hear.

  The bastard tried to say something but was unable to, on account of his destroyed face. I should have felt bad for him but just couldn’t muster up the sympathy.

  “I love her and I’m going to take care of her. Unlike what you did,” he said. “I know what you did to her and saw what you did to her roommate, too. I didn’t like that one bit.”

  Joshua gave the hair a hard twist, making the dirty bastard howl in pure, hellish agony before giving him two more bashes against the floor, silencing him. I was so shocked by what he said I didn’t really notice the blood-soaked carnage.

  My master had honestly just said that he loves me and wants to take care of me. My heart started beating even harder. But now it was with love as opposed to fear.

  “I’m not the one who distributed the video of Celeste,” Joshua told my stepdad. “I thought you meant video footage of my house but it turns out it was the one of her talking to me at her old place, that she shared with her roommate.”

  It all made more sense now.

  “I’m pissed about that, as you are, though my methods were a bit more effective,” Joshua continued to explain to him. “I traced the I.P. to a fuck buddy of her former roommate. He got into my system and pulled the footage to sell on the internet. Except the link goes both ways.”

  He smiled evilly, and I had to admit it was almost charming, because he was protecting me, saving me, and getting revenge for me.

  “I found underage porn on his hard drive and tipped off the feds. They should be showing up at his work in the morning to humiliatingly arrest him in front of everyone he knows,” Joshua said. “I know you have some very dirty secrets of your own. And I will do the same to you if we ever hear another word from you.”

  I gasped, so glad to hear of his perfect plan.

  “And if you ever go near Celeste again, I will snap your neck,” Joshua threatened. “If you think that I can’t or that I’ll go to prison if I do, keep in mind, I have a blackbelt in Judo, in addition to Muay Thai and I am rich enough to buy my own country. It would be pennies to purchase any judge or jury they dare to try to put me in front of.”

  “N-n-no more,” the bastard gurgled.

  “Promise?”

  “Y-y-y-ess.”

  “Good,” Joshua said, getting up off of him. “Now, please get out of our house.”

  Struggling to his feet, the dirty bastard limped to the door, never to be seen or heard from again. A broken and bloodied nightmare, finally cleansed from my life.

  “S-s-sir?”

  We both looked to see a servant standing in the doorway to the kitchen. It was Molly. She looked stricken and like she might be sick.

  “Molly, you okay?”

  “Y-yes, sir,” she said, her eyes seeming less haunted than before.

  It was too terrible to think but I couldn’t help but wonder.

  Molly was a bit younger than me, and it was possible that my mother wasn’t the bastard’s first target.

  Had he done it before?

  Was Molly another of his victims? One who had just gotten a semblance of justice and was also now under Joshua’s protection?

  I would have to see if I could ask her one day.

  “Good. Could you get us some pies, please?” Joshua asked her. “Ap
ple.”

  “Yes, sir,” Molly said, giving a little bow before disappearing.

  “What do you say to dessert?” he asked me.

  “Yes, please!”

  We went into his massive dining room. It had the whole nine yards, with the long table and chandlers. Joshua pulled out my chair like a proper gentleman and I wondered if I might be dreaming.

  “I want you to come and live with me permanently, Celeste. Sleep in my bed. Share my life. Not just as my pet but also as my partner. We would still use the playroom, but only for play.”

  My heart swelled with happiness. But before I could answer, Molly came in with two plates of the most delicious looking apple pie I’ve ever seen.

  “Yes,” I said, tears of joy rolling down my cheeks, “absolutely yes.”

  We ate in silence then, devouring our pieces of pie before Joshua asked for two more. I was ravenous and loved every bite. We were halfway through our second pieces when my master reached under the table and gently cupped my pussy.

  “Take off your pants, pet,” he said.

  I had my pants down and off in a second flat, awaiting further instructions. Instead of giving me any, though, my master stood up from his seat and lifted me up onto the table and gently spread my legs.

  Kissing me softly, he took a handful of the pie and smeared it on my bare pussy.

  “This is the best way to eat dessert,” he told me.

  It was still warm and felt nice against my skin. Though not as nice as when my loving master bowed his head, as though to pray, and ate the pie off my pussy, licking my sweetened cunt when the crust was gone.

  His lips felt so good as they sucked my clit. He held it in his mouth like he was savoring the most delicious food ever. I came like crazy, never happier in my life.

  Chapter Seventeen - Joshua

  There weren’t many things I needed in life. I prided myself on being self-sufficient. At least as much as humanly possible.

  I was well aware of my own human frailty after I’d gotten older. One of the things I needed, and wasn’t afraid to say so, though, was social interaction. Even done via technology.