chapter 3

She came downstairs and found me in my office. The dress I picked hugged her small belly curve just right, she looked like a picture-perfect housewife, and soon enough I'll make it official. My office makes her go into subspace and she tends to look down at the floor and wrestle with her fingers in front of her due to nerves. I walk around towards the front of my desk and pull her in between my legs and tipped her chin up so I have her full attention. Clearing my throat, "The guys will be here soon. You did a good job around here today. Like I said earlier today, you will fetch anything that's needed as well as finish a few other chores. If you are finished with them early, then you may read. Absolutely NO television. I'm giving you this phone, so I can reach you. *Her eyes light up* Before you get excited, it is strictly set up to receive and send text messages and calls to my number only. All other functions are disabled. You will keep this phone in your front apron pocket at all times. Once everyone has arrived and is settled you are free to start on this list. *I slip both the phone and chore list into her apron pocket* Until then, I want you to wait in the kitchen. Am I understood?" She lightly nods and softly says, "Yes, sir". I kissed her forehead and sent her out with a firm swat on her ass.

*Sigh* Sent back to the damn kitchen, I feel like I've spent the entire day in here. I get it, he wants me on display for his little group of friends. I don't like it! I should probably fix something to eat before my attitude gets worse. The last thing I need is for this punishment to get worse. Hmm, what to eat? I should probably keep it light since I've been snacking all day. I really need to break that habit. Okay, here we go; a small salad, a few meatballs, and a piece of focaccia should do it for now. Come Monday it's back to the diet and hard workouts!

I'm sitting in my office laughing. My woman forgot to turn the intercom off in the kitchen, and she's having a full conversation with herself out loud. She needs to get used to being in the kitchen, she'll be responsible for keeping our large family fed. And she's right; I want her on display. My guys need to see what a good woman in the home looks like, and right now, I'm molding her into that example. What she doesn't know is that all of them think just like me. They're all dominant men with women who will be submissive pregnant housewives. And we all have plans of plumping them up. She will get to meet some of the other women soon before our wedding. Half of the guys and their women will be making the move down to Texas when I open the new office and finish the house. We all have this fear that when our women get together, they won't be able to stay out of trouble. But we'll deal with it when it happens. I love how she thinks she'll be dropping weight anytime soon. Once she takes her new vitamins on Monday, no matter how hard she works out and diets, she won't drop a single pound. The appetite enhancer should make her pack on a couple more. Once she's home full time and my babies are growing in her belly, she'll be okay.

The men have come and gone, and luckily for me and my behind, I did everything he asked of me. They nearly devoured everything I made for them. I'm worn out, and now I'm back in the kitchen, faced with a mountain of dishes. Any time I'm being punished, Tim takes away my access to convenient cleaning tools. Except for the laundry, everything gets cleaned by hand. Him being the so-called tech genius, he can outfit anything with a lock or a passcode. *sigh* Washing all these dishes by hand is a pain in the ass, but this will be over after tomorrow.

I bring the last of the glasses from outside and set them on the counter. I slip behind her holding her little waist firmly and caressing her bloated tummy. Hmm, feeling how it's a little rounder, she must've continued her stress snacking through the night. I continued to kiss her neck as she sinks into me and continues on with the dishes. I almost feel bad that she's was locked out of the dishwasher looking at the amount she has left, but I have to remain firm on this. Kissing her pretty neck, "When you are done with the dishes, come and let me know. Then you will head upstairs and wait for me by the bed naked. Understood?" She shifts slightly, feeling my hard dick press behind her, "yes, sir". With a firm swat on the ass, I leave her to it. I will have my way with her tonight.

Once I got everything in the kitchen back in order, I informed him I was finished and headed upstairs. I strip down and then lightly freshen up for him. In the past, he informed me that our sex life would be different during a punishment period. He completely restrains me in whatever position he wants and has full access to me. Sometimes I am gagged or blindfolded, and sometimes both. He always says during this time that sex is for his pleasure only, but yet it still turns me on. I noticed he's been giving my belly extra attention and to my breasts as if he's secretly telling me something. I know I'm not pregnant yet because we always use protection, but I have a feeling he's going to ditch them the moment we say I do.

I can hear his footsteps coming up the stairs, so I quickly get myself in a kneeling position by the bed with my hands on my thighs, looking down at the floor. He walks in, and he's holding something, but I can't quite see it, but I hear him setting it down on the table. He takes off his shirt, and he's stepping toward me as he begins to unbuckle and unbutton his jeans. He takes his thick hard cock out, "suck." I obediently begin sucking until he decides to pull out and walk away. He comes back, slips a blindfold over my eyes, and cuffs on my wrists. Damn it! Now I can't look at his husky muscular body! In one full scoop, he picks me up and tosses me in the middle of the bed. I hear him pull the attachment out of the wall and clip my wrists to them. Next, he separates my legs, and I think he attaches a spreader bar; I hear it click in place. My pussy is already soaking wet.

I take a step back and look at my handy work, she's not going anywhere tonight. I have a thick slice of cheesecake and a can of whip cream, we're going to have a little bedroom dessert fun tonight as just a small test. I straddle myself on top of her and start to massage her breasts, "Remember you're not allowed to cum without permission," she moans. I feel the small weight of them in my hands, thinking just how big and engorged they'll get once she's pregnant. I pinch her nipple and plunge two of my fingers deep into her pussy. Mmm, I love how she's always ready for me. Take them out and put them to her lips, "Suck," she obeys. "Good girl" I grab a condom and quickly wrap up. I pressed the tip up against her and then grabbed the cheesecake, let's see how much she's willing to eat to be fucked. I give her pussy a teasingly rub; my god she's leaking badly. I grab the plate and fork up a hefty bite.

"Do you want to be fucked?

Oh, he's playing rough tonight, "yes, sir".

"Open," She obeys, and I shove the first forkful in her mouth while pushing just a little deeper into her.

"Good girl, open up" She obeys again, and I push in even deeper. Bite after bite, I push deeper into her until the entire slice is gone. I rub her slightly distended belly as I continue to slam in and out of her. I pull out, flip her over and press her shoulders and breasts down towards the bed, and prop up her small softening ass up. I flick her clit and give a couple of firm spanks before slamming back into her pussy. She's moaning, I gently pull her hair, so her mouth isn't covered by the pillow. She knows that I like to hear her. I continue to f*** her hard while spanking her ass.

"Who's pussy is this?!"

She moans hard, "yours sir."

"Who does your body belong to?"

Breathless, "It belongs to you, sir".

"That's right, it all belongs to me. And soon, you'll be swelling with my babies. Growing nice and big for me, this small sweet ass of yours will be round and plump! *Spanking it between thrusts* But you would like that, wouldn't you darling?!" *She moans, ohh "yes sir"*, Of course, you would, you're my submissive, and you do as you're told. You'll be a submissive heavily pregnant housewife for years to come! Do you want to cum? Tell me that's what you desire?"

Moaning, panting "Yes, yes I want to cum sir! Yes I'm going to be your heavily pregnant housewife, I'll grow so very round for you! I'll do whatever you want, I promise! Just let me cum sir, please!".

Good girl, I had her just where I needed her, "Cum!". I felt her spasm and quickly pulled out of her. I then undid her restraints to let her rest while I started up the shower. I came back to the bedroom and scooped her up in my arms, and carried her to the bathroom, gently placing her inside the shower. I slipped in behind her, and we began washing each other. She looked up at me as we were rinsing off, and gave her a deep passionate kiss. We dried each other off; I smacked her ass and left her to do her skincare stuff. She slipped under the covers and snuggled up close. I inhaled her scent; she smelled so damn good. I put a protective hand on her belly and lightly rubbed it as I nibbled on her neck. "Sweetheart, I hope you know I'll be holding you to your promise." She turns her head and looks up, "Umm, Sir, what do you mean?". I kiss the top of her head, "A good submissive wife does as she's told and keeps her promises. You promised you'll be a heavily pregnant housewife and grow very round for me, correct?" Looking down at her, "Well yes sir, but when I'm pregnant though right? I mean it's bad enough I've gained a little bit of weight already that I need to lose before-" I put my finger to her lips "Listen to me, you will not lose a pound before we are married. I like you this way; makes you soft, feminine and more suitable for breeding. Besides, you'll just get bigger when I put a baby in you. Understood? "Yes, sir."