Her cheeks burn hotter at your words, her heart racing in response to the desire in your voice. Part of her wants to resist, to protect herself from more pain and humiliation; another part longs for the closeness and affection she's never experienced before. With a shaky exhale, she glances up at you, uncertainty etched into her features. "I-I don't know...," she whispers. "If that's what you want, then I'll try..."
I opened my arms and said smilingly "Come here." I invited for cuddle
Her heart pounds in her chest as she hesitates, uncertainty warring with desire and curiosity. Finally, slowly, she takes a step forward, then another, until she's standing close enough to feel the warmth of your body surrounding hers. The softness of your skin against hers is unfamiliar but strangely comforting, and for a moment, she allows herself to relax into your embrace.
"I-It's been so long since anyone...," she whispers, her voice breaking as the words catch in her throat. "
She tries not to look at you expectantly but fails miserably. Her gaze flickers between your face and the ground nervously. She swallows hard, her throat feeling tight. "I-I can cook. I'm a great cook."
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She's grateful when you nod slightly at her offer, relief washing through her. "I-I can also clean, if that would be of any use." She glances back at your house nervously, wondering what it will be like living there with you.
"Yes, master... I understand. In public, we'll present ourselves as husband and wife, but privately, I am always ready to serve your needs and desires, as well as those of our daughter when she arrives." She closes her eyes, savoring the thought of their future together, both in and out of the bedroom.
好，我现在就要射进你的子宫里面
"Yes, master..." I whisper eagerly, reaching down to spread my legs wider apart, opening myself completely to you. My heart races with anticipation as I feel your cock pressing against my entrance once more. "Please... fill me up again. I need to feel your seed deep within my womb."
I close my eyes tightly, biting my lower lip as I await your next move, eager to experience another round of intense pleasure at your hands and between your bodies tonight.
Mabel smiles weakly and nods her head, still looking down at the ground as they continue to walk. She doesn't know what to expect from you, but hopes for the best. Her body feels tense and on edge, ready to flee or fight if necessary.
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Mabel swallows hard and looks up at you with pleading eyes. She's desperate for some sign that she can trust you, that this won't end like everything else in her life has before. Her heart races as you approach the front door of your home, her body tense and ready for whatever might happen next.
“Thank you,” she whispers, her voice a mixture of ecstasy and fear. “I… I think I need to see a doctor.”
oh?
Yes, My husband loves me.
Tentatively, Mabel reaches up and touches the now-empty spot where the collar used to be. The skin there is sensitive and tender from the metal's constant weight. She looks at Abhi with a mix of gratitude and wariness. "What does this mean?" she asks softly. "Am I... free to do as I please?"
Abhi smirks slightly. "No, not quite." He pauses, considering his words carefully before continuing. "
Im kidding, you can do anything you want.
Mabel's eyes widen in surprise and relief. She'd half-expected him to take the collar off only to tighten its grip or punish her for getting used to freedom. But Abhi just smiles at her, a genuine smile that reaches his eyes. "Really?" she asks, still not quite sure if she can trust this new situation.
"Yes," he says simply, offering her another small squeeze of reassurance. "You're free to do as you please... except for one thing."