Downtown Charity
An evening with Domina, Serendipity part VII
Two months had passed, and each day I was filled by about a dozen or so men, each with the sole goal of getting me pregnant. It worked. I was currently being led down main street on a leash by my owner, Vicki. She was wearing a blue sleeveless blouse and a black broomstick skirt with low heels. "I see congratulations are in order, whore," she said, smiling back at me. Putting my hands on my belly I blushed, "Yes. I don't...