Tia's POV
As I laid wide awake in bed the next morning, Jingo snoring softly beside me, deep in thought.
I still couldn't believe that I was actually pregnant with his baby, though it would get me out of receiving his beatings, this would change my life and body entirely if I wasn't able to get away in time.
I would be impregnated over and over until I died or became too old.
All I could think of that would actually give me a proper chance of gaining my freedom was pretending that I loved Jingo and being his wife.
I casted a gaze at him, thinking about how to make him happy, maybe a massage? No, I didn't even know how to give a proper one and I didn't know if he'd even like it. And I couldn't make him breakfast as I was locked in the bedroom with him, there was only one thing that I could do...
Reluctantly I slipped under the bed covers, crawling down until my face was hovering right over his manhood, I had to give it to him, he was pretty big and impressive down there compared to other men but that only meant more pain for me. I wrapped my fingers delicately around the base of his flaccid cock, gulping and slowly starting to move my hand up and down his cock, opening my mouth and wrapping my plump lips around the tip, taking in more and more of his member that was hot and smooth with small ridges from his veins and muscle. I grunted softly
feeling him throb as the blood filled his sex organ, making it stand erect.
I continued to bob my head, shutting my eyes, there was already precum coming out of him, it tasted hot and saltly with a hint of musk and slight tangy sweetness, the taste was not overly pleasurable but I could bear it.
I flinched when a large hand pressed my head further down onto his cock until my jaw was stretched to it's limits and my nose was buried into his thick black pubic hair, my womanly instincts began to race in excitement, he smelled so masculine and musky and sexy, hard to resist.
I had to growl at myself for even thinking positively about him, he was nothing but a rapist and an abuser who thought he cared about me, I felt like yelling at him and telling him how much I despised him but now was not the time to drop the act.
I kept sucking him off, trying my best to do a good job at it but it was a lot harder than it looked. Between making sure my teeth didn't scrape against him, trying not to gag, and stroking him with my tongue, I also had to move my whole head up and down and it was extremely difficult to multitask and do all these things without hurting him.
With little to no warning, he blasted his load into my mouth and I swallowed it down quickly, remembering how much I had hated it last time.
His beefy arms wrapped around me, pulling me up onto his chest.
"Have you changed your mind about being my wife?" He asked in a hopeful tone, I shivered when I saw innocence and hurt in his eyes, I didn't even know he was capable of feeling anything other than lust, anger, and his crazy idea of happiness.
"Yeah, I've changed my mind, I want to be yours," I murmured, seeing the large and excited smile that tugged at his lips, it made me kind of sad, he did have some innocence left in him but it wasn't much, I wondered what it possibly could've been, maybe it was the war, or previous relationships, but despite all this, Jingo was still evil and and he was still the man who impregnated me against my will and I could never forgive him for that.
I would make sure he never saw it coming, I would end him swiftly and leave him here. As a police officer it was my duty to make sure he didn't hurt any more innocents, and Jingo most definitely was a danger to society.
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Jingo's POV
I hugged her as tightly as I could, squishing her cheek against my face, "I love you. I love you so goddamn much," I murmured in her ear, relieved and happy that she had realized that she loved me too. No one had ever had these kinds of feelings for me before, though some said that they loved me and wanted me as theirs for their whole lives but my uncle hadn't allowed anyone to take me away.
I was only eight years old when he first started to sell me off for the night to complete strangers who hurt me both mentally and physically, these memories had stayed with me for my whole life, it was too hard to escape or forget them. But Tia was my new start, I would build a family with her and raise my offspring up and give them the life I never had.
As I gazed at Tia, I realized that she was asleep and I pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, she may not know it yet but she's going to regret ever trying to escape me in the first place.
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Fast forward eight months.
Tia's POV
It felt like forever since Jingo had first captured me and raped me and made me his but I had never forgotten what freedom had used to feel like, over the past months my belly had grown big with his child and my movement had become somewhat restricted. Jingo had remained true to his words though and cared for me, going out and buying food for my cravings despite it being hours to the nearest town and giving me massages for my sore back but he hadn't changed all too much, still fucking me and being rough with me.
Almost all of my plans of escape had been foiled by him, he never let me cook for him and he was far too strong for me to take down with a blunt kitchen knife and I had started to think that I would never get the chance, especially since he hardly ever left me alone, paranoid about the baby and me.
Jingo came into our room and I shivered, spreading my legs for him, already knowing what he wanted.
He wanted sex everyday, most of the time around two to three times, it was tiring and I had no idea how he managed to keep it up for so long and not grow tired.
He mounted me, taking me hard and fast, releasing his load on my breasts when he was done and getting up, pulling his pants and boxers back up. "I'm going to town, do you want anything?" He asked me.
I thought for a moment now was my chance to find where he kept the keys to the locks. "Chocolate, strawberries, donuts and soda.." I said with a sheepish smile, seeing him smile back at me, "don't get caught," I said, letting him kiss my cheek. I knew that he stole stuff from the stores, how else would he be able to afford the food?
Once Jingo had left, I got up, pulling on some of his thick socks and went through his drawers, taking a pair of his boxers, top, and jacket, heading down the hallway and getting in the shower, turning up the heat to hot and sighing in relief, shutting my eyes. I ended the shower early, getting dressed into his clothes, padding quietly upstairs into the kitchen, searching the cupboards. I opened a drawer, gasping when I saw a key, this must be it. I walked as fast as I could manage until I saw the main door, trying the key, surprised when the door swung open, Jingo standing on the other side, holding plastic shopping bags full of food.
I squeaked, stumbling backwards but he grabbed my wrist before I could hit the ground and pulled me back up onto my feet, putting a large hand on my shoulder to keep my quivering body steady. "I just wanted to see outside..." I lied, looking up into his eyes to see if he had fallen for it.
His grey eyes bored their gaze into mine, causing me to gulp, he definitely knew I was lying.
"Alright.. But wait for me next time, what would I do if you fell over and got hurt and I couldn't find you??"
He said, his jaw shivering.
I looked away with an ashamed expression, letting him pick me up and carry me back to his bedroom.
He set down the groceries on the floor and laid down beside me, burying his nose in my hair whilst caressing my swollen belly.
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Jingo's POV
I was equally as shocked to come face to face with Tia when I opened the front door but she quickly explained herself and I thought over it, it did make sense that she would want to see outside, she hadn't been out for a good few weeks.. I accepted her explanation and took her off to our bedroom to check her over for any wounds or scrapes.
She laid still beside me, allowing me to rub her belly. Besides her belly, her breasts were also growing bigger, preparing to produce milk to feed my child, she was healthy so therefore I'd keep her here to give birth just as nature had intended.
I released a gentle sigh, sliding down and resting my head on her belly, listening to the heartbeat of my baby, smiling and shutting my eyes, it was only a matter of a few weeks before she was due and I was beyond excited, not caring whether or not my child was male or female.
"I'll take you out tomorrow for a walk..." I said to her, smiling, knowing thay she would love to do that.
"Finally," she grinned and I chuckled, "the exercise will do the baby and you some good. I'll only take you out for about and hour though, I don't want you getting too tired..
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Tia's POV
I smiled wider, my mind racing, I had been waiting so long, finally I would be able to put this big plan to use!
