Bred by the Vampire Page 2

  Sasha was fearful for what would happen next. How she would get out of this situation.

  But when the pain returned, Sasha screamed. It was so much worse than before. Did she deserve this punishment? Did she deserve to have a body that was no longer her own? Nothing more than a breeding body for this vampire monsters?

  Her back arched and her stomach surged with power. Life. The creatures inside of her moved. Sasha could feel their forms swimming, even if she could not yet feel their kicks and her body responded.

  She was so horny and just wanted to touch her belly. Rub it. But the pain made her arch her back. She cried out in agony, feeling her breasts lift from her chest. Growing and becoming so tender they hurt as they stretched the fabric of her bra.

  Day light was coming and Sasha was half asleep, half unconscious, but Sasha could see her belly. So round now and full of a power she had never felt before. Like a basketball it pushed the fabric of her tank top so wide, the red fabric was becoming translucent and it was beginning to ride up, showing off how glistening and round her belly was.

  “Morgoth.” Sasha whispered and wished he was there. Her body needed him. It craved him, despite how dirty and wrong she knew it was, Sasha wanted only his touch.

  Growth

  In her dreams Sasha was so swollen with life, nothing fit. Her body was a temple to the vampires as children inside of her surged with life. Her body, naked and swollen without compare laid on a bed of black satin and the vampires pleasured her.

  It was like a pleasure unlike one she had ever felt before. Their mouths against her engorged swollen breasts and their hands on her pregnancy mound, so large it rocked back and forth with life.

  But it was Morgoth that brought her the most pleasure. Sexual. Oral. It was all Sasha could do to keep still on the bed. All she wanted to do was squirm and touch herself, but to do so brought him great dissatisfaction, so Sasha laid still, her back arched and her mouth fallen open in bliss.

  Sasha snorted awake, her pussy so wet she thought maybe she might have been pleasuring herself. But, she was still handcuffed to the beam. Looking around, she saw a woman at her side and she was pouring Sasha a cup of tea.

  It must have been the breeding slave, Mary. She was a tired, yet beautiful looking woman. The brown dress she wore was tight across her ample bossom and her cleave was supple, beautiful. The dress tented out around her belly, but Sasha was able to tell from the sheer size of it how pregnant she really was.

  It jetted out from the many kicks in her belly, but Mary barely noticed. She gave Sasha a small smile. “Congratulations, my lady. Pregnant with vampires is no easy task. It takes a special woman.”

  Sasha almost forgot and when she gazed down at her body, she jumped. Her baby belly looked so much more swollen than before. It was high and pert. The curves of it almost sexy, the way it jetted out from beneath her tank top and how it pushed the waist of her mini skirt down. It was so full and wide, Sasha could barely believe it was hers.

  “They’ve tried before?” Sasha asked as Mary held the cup to her lips. Sasha took small delicate sips until she realized how delicious it was. Then she gulped it down.

  “Yes, Ma’am. All died during the nightly process, but you survived.” May placed both hands on Sasha’s belly and Sasha sucked in her breath at how sensitive it felt. How taught. “Seems your babies did too. Congratulations.”

  Sasha didn’t feel like congratulations were appropriate, but she knew Mary was under their control. What else could she say?

  She watched as Mary stood and rubbed her lower back. She was so much more pregnant looking than Sasha expected. If she didn’t give birth soon, she might pop.

  “What happens now?” Sasha asked.

  “We move you inside to bathe and clean you. And get you ready for your first night in Morgoth’s chamber. But don’t worry, the cuffs are staying on. Then you won’t feel the need to put up a fight.”

  Morgoth. Just his name made Sasha’s pussy twinge with anticipation. It was wrong. So wrong to feel that way, but he had been incredible. Sasha just turned her head and didn’t say anything as Mary got her detached from the beam. It felt great to bring her arms back down and Sasha couldn’t believe it.

  But she felt her first kick. Her babies were growing. One day soon, she’d be expected to give birth. And then what? And then what was it she was going to do?

  ****

  There were more pregnant servant girls up in the mansion that Sasha ever expected. Some of them so big they could barely move.

  The bathroom was filled with creams, lovely perfumes and a giant basin tub that was prepared with the sweetest smelling bubbles. It felt like heaven as Sasha lowered her body in. Her hips ached and her suddenly pregnant belly was crying out for some relief.

  She rested her head back on the basin, her arms overhead to stretch her engorging breasts up. When the pregnant maidens began to wash her body, at first Sasha was alarmed. But one with a beautiful cocoa colored belly, put her sponge on Sasha’s shoulder. “It’s all right. We’re allowed to pleasure and serve you.”

  “You are with our master.” Mary answered. “That makes you like our queen.”

  “I’m no different than you. A slave.” Sasha answered, but when Mary began to wash Sasha’s pussy with a sponge, Sasha forgot what it was she was going to say.

  She could only moan and her knees fell outward. Her body was so primed and ready, she was beginning to heighten. The other woman seemed to get off on it too. They rubbed her body everywhere. Cupping her breasts, caressing her over growing belly and all Sasha could do was moan and enjoy it.

  Oh God, how she enjoyed it.

  They washed her and Sasha had orgasm after orgasm. When she opened her eyes and saw Mary there, massaging her breasts, Sasha reared up, her lips searching. She had never done anything like this before, but Mary was a willing participant. Hotly, Mary kissed her back and squeezed Sasha’s breasts until the others in the room started groping Sasha just that much faster.

  Sasha thought the pleasure would never end. She actually hoped it wouldn’t. But nothing good ever lasted forever. She was taken from the tub and dried off.

  Then the hands of the many woman rubbed lotion all over her body and Sasha was forced to stand at the open doorway. Her head buckling back and forth, Sasha moaned. Her belly was a glistening orb and the vampires that walked by cheered.

  Sasha wasn’t even sure she cared. Not even as they put crazy high heels on her and dressed her in a white transparent baby doll night gown. Her breasts pressed up against the fabric and her belly was so high, it pushed the fabric right out of the way to go free.

  Mary took Sasha by her cuffs. “I’ll take you now. To your master.”

  Sasha was terrified. Because she knew what she wanted, but it was the opposite of everything she had been taught.

  The mansion’s hallways were grand and long. By the time Sasha was at Morgoth’s bedroom, Sasha’s lower back cried out with pain and her belly shook with a hard, strong kick from one of the vampires she grew.

  “Enter.” Morgoth’s voice said even before Sasha got to knock. Like he could sense her, just like Sasha could sense him.

  Tepidly, Sasha entered. The room was biggest than most apartments with crystal chandeliers and a giant bed filled with the softest of linens. Morgoth stepped from the shadows in his fine suit with flowing black cape.

  Sasha wanted to say something, anything. Something witty about it being the end of him, but Morgoth approached her with an extended hand. When he cupped her full, round belly, Sasha could only moan. Her body quivered for him like he owned her. Like she needed him like life itself.

  “You’re mine now. I own you.” Morgoth said. “

  “Yes, Master.” Sasha answered. Her head tilted back and waited for that first delicious kiss.

  When she got it, it was like he wanted to devour her. Like he wanted to drink her blood again and Sasha wished he would, as he laid her down on the bed.

  Morgoth placed a hand on her
dancing belly taught with life. “You are going to swell and swell. I’m looking forward to watching what I have done to you.”

  Sasha slithered on the bed. “Take me, Master. Don’t make me wait for it.”

  Morgoth smiled and unzipped his pants to free himself. His cock stood straight out and was so large, it was unlike anything Sasha had ever seen. He put his hands on either side of her head and as he slid into her like she belonged to him, it was also unlike anything Sasha had ever felt either.

  So big and wide it stretched her. Going deeper inside her than anything ever had. Deeper than anything was ever designed. The pain was so intense. So filling that Sasha could only grip his back in her hands and pray it would end soon.

  So they could do it again…and again…

  Will Sasha remain under Morgoth’s spell as he preps her for the unholy wedding day that is to follow? Find out in part two when Sasha is swollen, pregnant and about to pop, driven on by her passion and desires to do nothing but service Morgoth.