His Baby Machine

"Strip," his cold voice echoed in their room as soon as the door closed behind him.

Her fingers clenched into a fist and she turned around, giving him a taste of her punch that landed on his face. She wasn't stopping there and was about to hit again, but he was fast enough to catch her hand and twist her wrist.

"I'm giving you one minute to undress and lie on your back on our bed, spreading your legs like a good obedient baby-maker," he spoke to her face as she pushed him until she finally got free.

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