(This story is a work of fiction. All characters are over 18. This story depicts rape and non-concentual sex. This is not an endorsement of that behavior. ALL REAL WORD SEX SHOULD HAVE ENTHUSIASTIC CONSENT FROM ALL PARTIES.)
“Ugh, unnn, rhaaaa!” The babysitter’s primal roar of orgasmic bliss echoed in our hotel room. Her body collapsed, still convulsing in the throws of ecstasy, onto the motel bed. She had been moved her there after I fucked her in the bathroom to force another orgasm from her. With that goal completed the vibrator that had been held against her cunt was deactivated.
“Why?” She panted out as rational thought slowly reasserted itself.
“Having you orgasm again with my cum still inside you helps increase the chances of fertilization,” I state in a cold, academic tone. “Vaginal contractions help the semen -”
“No,” she cut me off. “Why me, why any of this?”
“I’ve told you. I’m tired of denying my instincts because of societal norms. I want to breed and propagate my genes. You’re fertile, and I know you have good maternal instincts. Why wouldn’t I?”
“Lots of reasons,” she responded defiantly. Grabbing the bed sheet she attempted to cover herself while she sat up. “Your wife, the fact that I don’t want this.”
“Ah yes. Monogamy, a societal custom we forced ourselves into so property could be passed down family lines. It’s really nothing more than another form of patriarchal oppression really.” The babysitter blinks away her confusion. She appeared to be unsure if the contempt in my voice was genuine or not. “Like I said, I’m tired of trying to suppress the animal I am. I want the freedom to do what I want, and I’m offering that freedom to you. I’ve seen the viewing history on our streaming services after you babysit. The photos online that you thought nobody would see. I know the things you do when you think you’re alone. What I caught you doing in the shower.”
“You’re wrong,” she said hurriedly. I knew she was desperate to maintain the lies she told herself. “I may have given into the temptations of the flesh, but to be like you is to give into sin.”
“How biblical of you,” I say derisively. “That bronze age book of mythology means nothing to me. There is no god, there is no sin. We are our own masters. We shouldn’t be afraid to indulge our desires.” Done with the debate I changed the subject. “It’s getting late. We should get some rest. Go use the bathroom first, we don’t need you getting a UTI.”
The babysitter leapt at the chance to escape the room and hurried off. While she was gone I retrieved some items stored in the room’s safe. When she came out she was presented with a pair of padded handcuffs. The scowl on her face made it clear she wasn’t happy. “A precaution,” I explained. “One side for me. One for you.” I open one end of the cuff and approach her. “I can’t have you running off in the middle of the night.”
“So that means we’re sharing the bed.” She nervously looked around, and realizing her clothes were gone came to the obvious conclusion. “And we’ll be sleeping naked?”
“Of course. Now let’s finish getting ready for bed.” We both prepared ourselves for some sleep taking care of our basic grooming and biological needs with some supplies I had brought. Before we got into the bed I brought out the handcuffs and attached one cuff to my right arm. “Give me yours,” I commanded while pointing to her opposite arm.
“Please,” she said, instinctively grabbing her left wrist in a futile attempt to shield it.
“You can either hold it out, or I’ll just overpower you and do it anyway.” The tone in my voice was the same when chastising my child. Seeing the futility, the babysitter reluctantly presented her arm. With her now secured to me we slipped into the motel bed. Even though we were tethered she attempted to maintain as much distance as possible from me as we both laid down. I was unsure how long she remained awake, but I quickly fell asleep.
It was still dark when I awoke, but the sound of birds outside told me dawn was close. As I came around I began to realize there was the warm softness of flesh next to me. It slowly dawned on me that during our sleep the babysitter and I had moved closer together. We now laid on our sides, her body curled to fit with mine. The arm that was tethered to her had somehow wrapped itself around her body. I felt something soft and warm in my hand, her perky young tit. My hand reveled in the chance to get a good feel of her breast. It wasn’t long before my fingers began to absent-mindedly play with her nipples. They began to stiffen under my touch, becoming a firm contrast to the rest of her breast. Despite my groping, the babysitter was still asleep. However, her body began to follow its instincts. Her breathing quickened, and she began to unconsciously rub against me.
Already aroused by playing with her breast, feeling the babysitter press against me turned me on even more. I could no longer resist, and slid my cock between her thighs. Letting it rest there, brushing up against the folds of her pussy, I could feel the wetness beginning to leak from her. The hand on her tit continued to pinch, pull, and knead while my other hand reached around to her cunt. A finger reached out and stroked her labia following the folds up to her clit. The babysitter moaned in her sleep, but did not wake as I continued to play with her tits and clit. Her breathing became more ragged and the moans came more frequently. Down on my cock I could feel her juices drenching my cock. Now that her cunt was soaked, and her hips began to rock back and forth on my dick coating it in her slimy grool. I couldn’t resist anymore. I needed to be inside her.
My hand moved from her clit to her thigh, and grabbing there I lifted her leg. I angled my hips and lined my cock up as best I could. The head poked into her a few times, probing for her wet hole. Finally I found her entrance and thrusted in slowly. The babysitter gasped in her sleep, and then moaned as my shaft slid deep inside her. I began to fuck her slowly, my cock sliding out of her wet hole with ease. Her moans were unrestrained and evey slow deep thrust drew one from her. The more we fucked the more tenuous her unconsciousness became. It wasn’t long before her eyes began to flitter open, as she awoke to my cock buried inside her.
At first she was dimly aware of what was happening, and acting on instinct sought to increase her pleasure by squirming on my dick. Though that didn’t last long. In short order her rational mind reassessed itself and put her into a panic. “Unnn, nooo,” she moaned, “unh, stop.” Her body bucked in an attempt to separate from me, but my arms held her tight.
“You sure,” I growled. Now that she had woken up there was no need to go slow, so I began to pick up pace with a series of thrusts. “You were moaning like a whore.” I pulled out from her and rolled her onto her back placing her under me. “Were you getting fucked in your dreams too?” I lined up my cock, and thrust it deep back inside her. “Was it me?”
“Mmnuh, No!” She denied, but I was watching her face closely. While it was now contorted into a wide eyed blend of anger and fear, it did flicker with a dash of embarrassment when I asked if I was in her dreams. A knowing smile creeped over my lips, and her eyes went wider.
I pushed in a final time before rocking back on my knees. My free hand went to her pussy, and began to rub her clit. “I don’t think you’re being honest.” The hand that had been rubbing her clit suddenly slapped it. The sudden shift from pleasure to pain made the babysitter cry out. Squirming under me her body tensed up from the sharp pain. “Now, the truth.”
“… Ye-yes,” she admitted, trying to shrink away in shame.
“Yes what?” I pressed, resuming my rubbing of her clit. The soft pleasurable touch rippled through her body, eclipsing her shame.
“Mmmf, yes. It was, unnnh, you.”
“See doesn’t it feel good to be honest?” My question is accompanied by a quick thrust inside her, and a return rubbing her clit. The babysitter didn’t answer with words, but just moaned while nodding in reply. Pausing my thrusts, I focused on stimulating her clit. “I don’t think you’ve been honest with me,” I growl in her ear, “or yourself.” My fingers swirl around her folds taking care to stimulate her sensitive core. She bucked in my arms trying to escape, moaning all the while. Escape was futile, she was pinned under me. Kept below me with my cock inside her while I played with her pussy. “Admit it. You’re a slut. You love getting fucked.”
“Nn-no,” She strained to deny me through gritted teeth. Her defiance earned another slap to her cunt. The sudden switch from pleasure to pain caused her to wail and tense up again. My cock enjoyed the walls of her pussy squeezing it as she processed the pain. She looked up fearfully at me, the complex cocktail of sensations making it hard for her to think straight.
“Don’t lie.” I growled a warning, then returned to the gentle touch.
“I’m not, uhhh, s-suppo-”
“That’s society. What are you.”
“I’m n-not-” Another slap, followed by another moaning wail.
“The truth.” My fingers returned to gently rubbing her clit.
“I-I can’t.”
“You will.”
“I-I, I’m…. I’m a …” She was close to breaking. Her cunt tightened on my cock in an instinctual need to milk it. Then she broke. Her body strained against mine in the throws of ecstacy. “A slut!” She yelled at the top of her lungs as her body contorted in orgasmic bliss. With her confession the tears began to flow. “I’m a slut. A dirty slut.” The dam was broken and she sobbed as it all came out. “I should hate you, but it feels-” A shivering orgasmic aftershock cut her off, saying more than words could.
“It’s okay,” I say gently, removing my member so I can reposition. “Discovering ourselves can be hard, especially if we learn that we’re something we’ve been told to loathe.” She doesn’t respond, laying there sobbing, tears streaming, but her legs open and inviting me in. Obliging her I prop myself over her preparing to plunge my member deep inside her wet hole. Aligning my cock with her wet slit, I gently ran the head along the length of her opening. A shiver ran up her body, and she closed her eyes tightly and reflexively covered her mouth with her free hand. I continued to tease her and she began to buck her hips, trying to coax me inside.
Seeing her willingness I pushed my cock into the soft folds of her pussy. “Oh God,” she groaned and arched her back as I slid my length inside her. I grabbed her face and directed it to mine, and then planted a kiss on her soft lips. The intoxicating sensation of her moans vibrating through her lips and into mine drew me in. I held the kiss enjoying each of her vocalizations as I pushed in deeper.
Wasting no time I began to thrust hard and deep. The babysitter’s eyes rolled back in her head. Her mental blocks were gone, able to now fully give into the primal desire to indulge in pleasure. Her head craned back, eyes were shut tight to block out everything outside the delicious friction of my cock rubbing and stretching her deepest parts. Wails of beautiful agony escaped her lips as my thrusts brought her to the brink of another orgasim. Again her cunt clamped on my cock, greedily attentemping to draw forth the seed it was denied earlier. This time I was at my limit and could not refuse her instinctual need to be filled. I shot hot bursts of cum shot deep inside her, filling her with another potent load from my twitching cock.
The babysitter collapsed back on the bed, broken. Tears still streamed from her eyes as she kept murmuring, “I’m a slut,” over and over.
“Not just any slut,” I corrected. Bending down I placed a gentle kiss on her before removing myself from her. “My slut. We’ve cast off society’s shackles, and we can breed to our hearts content.” She stopped whimpering, but still looked up at me with big sad eyes. “Cheer up, give into your instincts. In fact, I think you should address me as daddy. It’s appropriate if you’re bearing my children”
“Yes, d-” She hesitated. The last vestiges of her old self trying to remain, but her will was broken. To her surprise she found herself admitting to total defeat. Her free hand went down to her creamy pussy and gathered up the hot, fresh load leaking from her. For the first time since I fucked her the previous night she inspected the cum that had inseminated her with. It seemed to hypnotize her as she watched the slimy strands fow down her fingers. “Yes, daddy.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ww81au/the_babysitters_promotion_part_3mf_mdom_nc_impreg