Dave's point of view
"So then she told me that 'the baby was gonna be okay'. At first I laughed and thought she was talking about someone else but then she showed me and.. Babe you're pregnant.." I explain to Emily, who hasn't said anything to me since I came into the room.
Right now she's sitting in a hospital bed, in a hospital room, wearing a weird hospital dress. Staring at me, with watered eyes and shaking hands. I take both of them, and try to calm her down. "But that's okay.. We can talk about this.. Think about this.. I support every decision you make."
Her mouth opens, closes and finally she speaks: "W-When they told me I was pregnant I.. Well I don't even know what went through my mind.. I just.. I don't.. I don't kn-" I already notice she's too upset to talk about this right now. She's just had a lot of wounds getting stitched, and I did torture her yesterday.
"It's okay baby we can talk about this later.. You need some rest. Try to lay down on your stomach or side and get some sleep." I interrupt her. Her head moves up and down that little, that I wouldn't call it nodding. "Yes Dave", she whispers while starting to lay down.
"I.. I didn't mean it like that.. Here let me help" I stand up and take a step closer to her, then take her hips and help her lay down. When she's on her side, she's with her back to me. I look at her, swallow, sigh and look down at my shoes.
Then I hear a soft and adorable voice, saying: "Dave will you.. Sit here? A-And stay with me until I'm asleep?" I quickly stand up, walk around the bed, and sit down on the bed - next to her. "Of course ba- I mean.. Emily."
The smile that appears on her face gets my heart beating faster, and my cheeks warming up. "T-Thank you" she whimpers, while closing her eyes. I slowly lay my hand on hers, take it softly and look at her face to see if it's okay. She smiles again, and takes my hand back, without opening her eyes.
That makes me so happy, I feel like I'm gonna cry.
This woman is carrying my baby. Our baby.
Although.. She's probably not even gonna keep it. She might let it get adopted or something. Because I would totally get that.. I've been a dick to her, and treated her wrong. She said it was all okay, but I don't think it really is. She was probably just trying to stop me from hurting her.
Sighing, I look back at her beautiful face. Her eyes are closed, her long black lashes laying at the bottom of her eyes. Her cheeks a bit red, with some marks of tears. Her lips are broken, bitten and dry.
She's breathing in a steady rhythm, has a peaceful look on her face, and isn't holding my hand with any strength. She's asleep.
I can't stop myself from giving her a kiss on her forehead, stroking some hair behind her ear and whispering in it: "I love you baby girl.. Please don't leave me.. Please." I feel like crying, but I know I can't do that. I'm strong. I have to be strong. For her.
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Breathing hard, I pull my beautiful girl into me. "That was.. Daddy I.. Oh" she breaths out, collapsing into my chest. I stroke my warm hands around her naked body, and wrap my arms around her. "I know sexy.. It's even better now we don't have to use protection."
Laying one hand on her stomach - that's now a bit bigger - I think back at the moment she decided she was going to keep it. She kept hesitating, which drove me crazy. Over and over I told her I'd do anything for her, and for the baby. I said I'd change, be the best father I can be, and be the best boyfriend I could be.
I told her I'd even stop this job, if she wanted me to. After leaving her alone to think for a few days - I missed her like crazy - she finally decided she was going to keep it.
That's a month ago now, and she got out of the hospital a week ago. I swear to God, I have no idea how I went without sex for that long.
Looking down at Emily, holding her, stroking her stomach and kissing her head, I realize how lucky I am. This girl is all mine, and so will our baby be.
"Thank you babe.. I love you so much." she says soft and cute, hiding her face into my chest. Sometimes I feel like she's a little girl and I have to protect her from everything in this world. So I hold her a bit tighter and tell her: "I love you more baby girl.."
She lets out a happy sigh, and cuddles into me some more.
After 10 minutes of silence, kisses, cuddling and happy sighs, Emily sits up and looks serious at me. "Dave we have to talk about something." Immediately I sit up too, and take her hands. "Don't scare me like this.. What's wrong?"
She smiles, and I can see that it's not a sad one. It's a one that reassures me that I have nothing to worry about. I sigh relieved, and wait for what she's going to say.
"I just think we should sell Lynn. We've been feeding her, and I think she's almost healed. You know what a good girl she is, and we could definitely make some money with her. Right..?"
She says the last word as if hesitating, thinking she's not doing well. "That's a great idea baby," I reassure her, "we should definitely do that." The corners of her lips lift up, and she nods quickly.
"Go get dressed, I think I know someone I can sell her to.
"Yes daddy" she tells me, with a cheeky smile on her face, knowing she just turned me on again. I growl, and bite my bottom lip. "Don't.." Nodding, she turns her back to me to put her clothes back on. I look at her ass for a second, groan, and grab my laptop.
"Wait for me downstairs. Go and get some handcuffs.. And a collar. The one with the chain attached to it." Smiling, she nods and walks out without saying anything. Muttering "I know exactly who to sell her to.." I open up my laptop, and send him a message.
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"She's a beauty, I'm taking her." Adam tells me, grinning. I grin too, and tell him how much I want for her. Without saying anything, he hands me the envelope. Emily is standing behind him, giving me a sexy look while biting her lip. There's no way I'm going to sleep tonight, goddamnit.
Adam loves to treat women like pets, don't ask me why. So he takes the chain attached to her collar, squeezes Lynn's ass and pushes her down on her hands and knees. Lynn gives me one more broken look, and then goes with Adam.
Perfect. She won't be bothering us anymore, and Emily and I are going to have an amazing night.
"Hmm come to daddy" I groan, as I take her hips and pull her into me.
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General Fiction"Oh and quit calling me sir.. Call me Master." - When Emily's boyfriend turns himself into her Master, all Emily wants is to get out of that situation. But then he sells her to another man. This new Master becomes her owner, he uses her for his plea...
