Incubator

I didn't even have to think about it.

Grae could have locked me up the night I arrived. No one knew where I was. He easily overpowers me. He is completely knowledgeable in the art and science of slave-keeping. His whole life has been leading to just such a situation. Yet he demanded my consent; he would only take from me what I was willing to give. And for that alone I was willing to give everything. It seemed we'd been waiting our lifetimes to find one another.

I met Kaahr (that's car with bad Scottish brogue) the next day. He was also Incubus, he sympathized with Grae, and he would be my Obstetrician, so to speak. Of course his specialty was proctology. He didn't talk to me much during the exam, taking my temp, asking Grae about my diet so far. Opening up my ass with a speculum, he took a good look inside. He gloved his hand, and shoved it in up to the forearm to feel around. I was very surprised at how easy that was. Before Grae started fucking me, an entire fist up my ass was something I'd only fantasized about. It wasn't much like my fantasy; I wasn't even tied down. But it wasn't too bad.

Kaahr told me he was through and he and Grae went out to the living room. I took a little time cleaning up and getting dressed. When I came out to the living room, Grae was alone and he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Kaahr says we're good to go. If you're ready, I can impregnate you tonight."

I dropped to my knees in front of him, grabbing him tight around the waist, letting tears of relief stream down my face. Then I gave him the first blowjob he has ever had.

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On my knees in front of him, I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. I lavished kisses on his smooth crotch as I pushed his pants down and helped them off. Slowly I pushed him down onto the ottoman and nudged his legs apart. His wonderful scent was almost overpowering this close up. My cock was throbbing and jumping in my jeans, and their constriction was nearly too much. I looked up at him, with adoration.