Page 34 of Unwell
Harsh fingers on my hips.
His fat cock pushing into me.
‘Maybe I’ll put that baby in you,’ he groaned, thrusting deep. ‘I’ve seen how you moon over that pregnant bitch. You want a belly like hers, don’t you? Admit it. You’reachingfor it.’
‘No,’ I gasped, though my thighs quivered at his sordid words.
‘Robert’s too weak to give you what you want. A pathetic little man. I’ll do what he can’t. I’ll breed you until you’re round and ripe. My child, swelling in you while you serve me. You’ll crawl through the halls heavy with my seed, while the others laugh at your cuckold husband.’ Marney’s voice thickened with each harsh slam of his cock.
Every word seared my mind as he dripped venom.
Shame burned through me, yet my body thrummed with betrayal. It wasn’t his cruelty that aroused me. It was the thought of being filled with his baby. Any baby. Of being ripe and full and dripping milk all over his desk.
Like Ginny.
‘Beg me,’ he growled. ‘Beg me to put a baby in you. Tell me you want my baby.’
‘I—’ My voice broke.
I hated him.
And I hated myself more. The fantasy flooded me no matter how I tried to keep it out. Creamy milk making my breasts heave, life squirming deep in my womb, the way people would look at me with jealousy. I clenched around Marney’s dick despite myself.
‘That’s it, Nancy. There’s a good girl. You might protest, but I feel you getting excited at the idea of me coming inside your cheating little cunt.’
I bit my hand to smother my whimpers, but he heard anyway. His laughter made my red face deepen as shame ripped through me.
Shame followed by the first tremors of orgasm.
‘That’s it, Nancy,’ he grunted. ‘Come like a little whore and ready your womb to suck up my cum. Robert will never own you. Not when you’re heavy with my fucking baby.’
He pushed my face down onto the desk as I came, the wood and paper marking my cheeks as he rutted harder.
I jerked and panted as his cock intensified the sensations, each harsh thrust sending another roil of need through me.
I whispered the only thing that mattered, over and over, a lifeline amongst the filth. Marsh Ranch. Old Farm Road. Marsh Ranch. Old Farm Road.
Repeated it until it drowned out his voice. Until it was the only thing filling my head.
Marney came with a fierce grunt, holding me in atight grip as he unloaded deep against my cervix. He arched his hips, smearing his cum around inside me as I whimpered.
When he was done, I pulled my skirt down with shaking hands. My thighs grew slick as I stood there under his self-satisfied gaze.
‘Well, that was a pleasant surprise,’ Marney said. ‘Next time I catch you in my office I’ll give you a load in the ass.’
It wasn’t the first time he’d threatened the female staff. It wouldn’t be the last. Wellard had no HR department, only monsters with medical licences.
And still, I repeated the words inside me, steady as a pulse.
Marsh Ranch. Old Farm Road.
Marsh Ranch. Old Farm Road.
TWENTY-ONE
NANCY
Working was torturous with Dr. Marney’s cum pooling in my underwear. Every step reminded me of him. Of what we’d done. Of coming around him despite detesting him.
