A man to claim me as his property. I want him to buy me from my father and get married as soon as possible. At our wedding, he will decide if I wear a dress, lingerie, or nothing as I am paraded in front of our friends and families down the aisle. As soon as he says “I do” (as I have not say in the matter), he may command me to give him a blowjob at the altar. Better yet, he can just bend me over and fuck me right there.
After the wedding he will bring me to his home, maybe brand me depending on the man, and breed me vigorously. Multiple loads into my pussy to make sure I’ll get pregnant, then he’ll plug me up overnight. Some women birth dozens of a man’s children’s. I hope I am one of them so I can say I served my purpose as a woman and his property to the best of my ability.
Despite being pregnant, I will cook and clean for my owner with no complaint, for if I disobey he will spank me red, pregnant or not. My breasts, hips, and belly will grow with his child until I feel like I’m about to pop. Probably twins.
Still, he spanks me every week so I never forget my place. He fucks me without notice, even while I’m preoccupied with cooking or cleaning. When he wants to piss, he tells me to open my mouth.
I give birth at home, with only my husband and a midwife. He doesn’t want me to have an epidural because the pain of childbirth is punishment for being born a female. He wants me nude so he can see the full experience.
Once the midwife says the baby is coming, my husband takes his cock out and tells me that being fucked in the ass is supposed to coax the baby out. Even in the pain of childbirth, I say “Yes, Sir” and raise my legs so my knees rest on either side of my head.
Every time the midwife says “push,” my husband thrusts into my ass. He says my tightening feels great. He makes sure to cum on my face and tits. He doesn’t care if the midwife sees him fucking me, she’s just a woman.
It’s all worth it when the baby is born, knowing that I have served my purpose as a woman. Holding the child gives me an indescribable fullness.
It isn’t long before my husband puts me in the milking stocks overnight. He doesn’t want the baby sucking on my nipples directly in fear of my tits becoming less attractive.
As I am in the stocks on all fours, all I can feel is satisfaction. I have everything I could ever want in life.
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