Chapter 6: Discovery
A few weeks had passed , Scott was feeling pretty good.
The blowjobs Raven was giving him every night were incredible, and he was getting everything he wanted and that was all that mattered.
Kris was flawlessly obedient but she was having strong jealousy towards Raven. When Scott and Raven would become intimate and every night he would go to bed with Raven. She was also struggling with the fact that the babies she will won’t be hers.
Kris knocked on Scott’s office door at the house and opened it, “can we talk master, Raven isn’t home?” Scott looked up from his desk and nodded, “Of course, babygirl. Come in.”
Kris closed the door behind her and took a deep breath before speaking, “I’ve been trying to deal with it, master, but it’s getting harder. Seeing you and Raven together, knowing that the baby I’m carrying will be hers… it’s tearing me apart.”
Scott’s expression softened, and he patted his lap. “Come to daddy!” Kris sits and sobs into his shoulder while melting into his arms, “I know it’s hard, babygirl. I can see the struggle in your eyes. But you need to remember why you agreed to this in the first place.
to be my vessel. You're carrying my child.”
Kris nodded, sniffling against Scott's shirt. I just... I'm so jealous. I see you with Raven, and I just wish it was me. I wish it was my baby growing inside me, that it was my name on the birth certificate. I wish I could be the one to give you everything you want."
Scott held Kris tighter, his voice firm yet gentle.
"I know it's hard, angel, you are my property now, remember what that collar means to you. My happiness is your happiness, and I happy with my plan, so are you happy with my plan?"
He brushed her hair away from her face, his thumb wiping away the tears that had fallen. Kris was staring at the ground and thinking to herself what Scott was telling to her was true. She agreed to be his vessel, so she had to keep her emotions in check and remember her place. She knew she was his property too. She took a deep breath and nodded. “I understand, my master, I’m sorry.”
Scott cupped her chin, lifting her face to meet his gaze. “That’s right, babygirl. And remember, I’m here for you. You can talk to me about anything, okay?”
Kris nodded, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Thank you, Master.
I appreciate that more than you know,” Kris said, her voice still thick with emotion. Scott smiled, his thumb brushing away her lingering tears.
“Good girl. Now, let’s wipe those tears away, and you can help me with some paperwork while we wait for Raven to get home,” he said, Kris hopped of masters lap and She wiped her eyes and followed him to his desk, sitting on the edge as she watched him shuffle through some papers.
“What are we doing, Master?” she asked, her voice soft.
The tension in her chest began to ease as she focused on the task at hand.
Scott looked up from the papers he was organizing and smiled at Kris. "I need to send out some emails and follow up on a few projects. I could use your help with the responses. You're good with words, after all."
Kris blushed slightly at the compliment, but she also felt a flicker of excitement at the chance to assist Scott in his work. "Of course, Master. I'd be happy to help."
They worked together in companionable silence for a while, with Kris dictating responses to Scott as he typed them out.
The atmosphere in the office was surprisingly relaxed, despite the tense emotions that had been hanging in the air just moments before.
As they worked, Kris couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. She looks up and Scott’s eyes were locked with hers. Scott’s cellphone begins ringing, it’s Raven breaking the silence. He quickly answers, his eyes never leaving Kris.
"Hey, baby. Everything alright?"
Kris winces slightly, hating the endearment he uses for Raven. She turns back to the papers, trying to focus on the task at hand.
"Yeah, everything's fine. Just checking in. Oh, by the way, I stopped by the store on my way home. I got some of that ice cream you love."
Scott’s eyes flicker with amusement as he listens to Raven. "That's great, baby.
I can't wait to taste it," Scott replied, his eyes still on Kris. He could see the slight flush on her cheeks as she tried to focus on the papers in front of her. He loved seeing her squirm, loved knowing that she was jealous, that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
"I'll be home in about an hour, so meet me in the bedroom, rawrrr!”
Scott nodded, even though she couldn't see him.
"Sounds delicious, baby. Can't wait to see you."
He hung up the phone and turned his attention back to Kris, who was still blushing slightly. He was enjoying the show of jealousy, the way her emotions were so close to the surface.
"You seem tense, babygirl," Scott said, his voice low and sultry.
Kris looked up, her eyes meeting his. "I'm fine, Master. Just focused on the task at hand." "Is that so?
Because it seems to me like you've got something on your mind." Scott's voice was smooth, but there was an undercurrent of authority that sent a shiver down Kris's spine. She tried to focus on the papers in front of her, but her heart was racing, her palms sweating.
"I-I told you, I'm fine, Master," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Scott stood up from his desk, pushing the chair back and walking around to where Kris was sitting. He reached out and tipped her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Don't lie to me, Kris.
I can see right through you." Scott's voice was a low growl, his eyes boring into hers. Kris felt her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She knew she couldn't hide anything from him.
"I-I can't help it, Master. I see you with her, and it... it hurts. I want to be the only one pleasing you, you used to hate having sex with her.”Kris admitted, her voice trembling with emotion. Scott's expression softened slightly, his thumb brushing away the tear that had fallen down her cheek.
"I know it hurts, babygirl. You have something Raven doesn’t have.” Scott said, stroking her cheek gently. “Your my property and I will never let anything bad happen to my property, and You have the ability to give me my heirs.”
Kris looked into Scott’s eyes, her own filling with tears. “Yes, Master,” she whispered. “I understand.”
Scott pulled Kris into a hug, holding her close. “Good girl,” he murmured. “I want you to go rest now. Get some sleep. We’ll talk more tomorrow, okay?”
Kris nodded, wiping away her tears. “Okay, Master. Thank you.”
As Kris left the office, Scott sat back down at his desk, a thoughtful expression on his face. He knew that he had to handle this situation carefully. He couldn’t risk Kris’s jealousy spiraling out of control, but he also couldn’t ignore her feelings entirely.
Kris poked her head back into scotts office, “master?” Scott looked up from his desk, his expression softening when he saw her. “Yes, babygirl?”
Kris hesitated for a moment before speaking, “I was wondering if I could please do something right now before Raven gets here to please you please.” She begs while falling to her knees in front of Master.
Scott looked down at Kris, a slow smirk spreading across his face. “Oh, are you now? And what makes you think you deserve to please me, babygirl?” He asked, his voice low and dangerous.
Kris looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of desperation and desire. “Because I know you want it, Master. I can see it in your eyes. And I want to give it to you. I want to be the one to make you come, to make you feel good.”
Scott stood up from his desk, towering over Kris as she knelt at his feet.
He could see the want in her eyes, the desperate need to please him. He loved that she was begging for it, that she was putting her own desire aside to focus on his.
"You want to make me come, babygirl?" he asked, his voice a low growl. "You want to taste my cum on your pretty little tongue?"
Kris nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushed with desire. "Yes, Master. Please let me."
Scott undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down just enough to free his cock. It was already hard and eager, straining towards Kris's waiting mouth.
Scott's eyes darkened as he watched her reach out tentatively, her small hand wrapping around the base of his cock. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and curious, before she leaned in and flicked her tongue out to taste him.
"Fuck, yes," Scott groaned, his hips jerking slightly at the sensation. "Open that pretty little mouth and take me in, babygirl."
Kris did as she was told, parting her lips and taking the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin.
“Sit down my master,” Kris whispered, pulling away and gesturing to the chair behind him.
Scott smirked and sat down, spreading his legs wide so Kris could kneel between them. She looked up at him with big, desperate eyes before pulling out her massive tits.
“Oh, fuck ya babygirl.” completely obsessed
Scott lived for her tits and she knew it and they had gotten larger already from pregnancy.
He groaned, his cock twitching as he watched her knead her own tits, pinching her nipples between her fingers and rolling them. He couldn’t wait to get his mouth and cock on them. To feel her tits bouncing against him as he fucked her.
"Goddamn, babygirl, you're fucking gorgeous," Scott growled, his eyes fixed on her tits. Kris blushed at the compliment, her nipples hardening under his gaze. She loved seeing the desire in his eyes, knowing that she was the one making him feel this way. She leaned in and and engulfed master cock in between her fat tits. She used her thumbs to create a ring of pressure around the base of his shaft which made him groan.
Scott groaned, his hands automatically going to her head to grip her hair as she sucked him off with her tits. He looked down at her, his eyes dark and lustful.
“Fuck, babygirl, you’re so damn good at this,” he muttered, his hips rolling as he fucked her tits. His balls were already tightening, his orgasm building quickly. He knew he wasn’t going to last long like this.
Kris’s tits were so fucking soft and warm, and the sight of her playing with her nipples while she sucked him off was almost too much to bear. He could feel his balls drawing up, his cock pulsing with the need to come.
“Fuck, babygirl, I’m close,” he groaned, his hips moving faster as he fucked her tits. “I want to come all over your tits, baby. Give me that pretty face of yours, I wanna watch you while I come.”
Kris quickly complied, releasing his cock from between her tits and cupping her breasts together, presenting them to him as a target.
Scott groaned, his cock twitching at the sight of her tits pushed together, her nipples hard and begging for attention. He gripped his cock tightly at the base, stroking it a few times before letting go, his precum coating the head.
"Fuck, babygirl, look at those tits," Scott growled, his voice thick with lust. "I'm gonna come all over them, make a fucking mess of you."
Kris whimpered, her eyes locked onto his cock, eager to receive his load. Please, come all over me.
Please, Master," Kris begged, her voice desperate and needy. The sight of her, kneeling before him, her tits presented to him like an offering, was almost too much for Scott to bear. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls drawing up tight and ready. He groaned, his stroke becoming faster and more erratic as he chased his release.
"Fuck, Kris, you look so fucking hot like this. You want my cum all over your tits, don't you?" Scott asked, his voice a low growl. Please, give it to me.
Please, Master," Kris begged, her voice desperation and need.
Scott groaned, his cock twitching at the sight of her, kneeling before him, her tits presented to him like an offering.
He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to feel her, to have her.
"Fuck, Kris, I'm close. You want my cum all over your tits, don't you, babygirl?"
Kris nodded eagerly, her breath coming in short gasps, her eyes filled with need. I want it all over me.
Please, Master."
Scott couldn’t hold back any longer. With a feral growl, he gripped his cock tighter and began to stroke it furiously. "Fuck, babygirl, here it comes," he snarled, his hips bucking as his orgasm surged through him.
Kris watched in awe as Scott's cock jerked and pulsed, his cum spurting out in thick, ropy streams. She held her tits firmly together, her eyes locked onto his cock as it unloaded all over her. Scott's cum hit her tits with force, coating them in thick, hot ropes of his seed.
Kris groaned, her own arousal surging at the sight and feel of his release. She rubbed her tits together, trapping his cum between them, her nipples hardening even more at the sensation.
"Fuck, babygirl, you look so fucking sexy right now," Scott groaned, his eyes locked onto her tits as she played with his cum. "I wanna see you lick it off, yeah? I wanna see you clean up every last drop of my cum."
Kris nodded eagerly, her tongue darting out to lick the underside of her left breast.
She moaned softly, the taste of Scott's cum sending shivers down her spine. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire as she swirled her tongue around the droplets of cum on her skin.
"That's it, babygirl," Scott growled, his cock twitching again at the sight of her licking his cum off her tits. "Lick it all up. Don't miss a fucking drop."
Kris moaned again, her tongue working in earnest to clean her tits of every last bit of his cum. She could feel her pussy throbbing with need, her juices soaking her panties.
“Thank you master!” Kris panted as she licked the last drop of cum from her fingers. Scott’s eyes were hooded with lust, his cock already hardening again at the sight of her on her knees, his seed dripping from her tits and chin.
Raven pulled into the driveway. Scott orders Kris to go to her room and stay there for the night.
He watches her leave with a mix of satisfaction and irritation. He knows he's using her, but he can't help it. He needs her, craves her submission. But he also resents her for making him feel this way.
He hears Raven come in through the front door, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she walks towards the bedroom. She looks radiant, her red hair cascading down her back in loose curls. Kris can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the sound of her, knowing that she's the one who gets to sleep beside him every night.