Jessica woke up early in the morning. She felt a mixture of nausea and loneliness as she sat up on her mattress. She could hear the deep breathing of her lover and Master from the bed above. Silently, she stood up and looked him up from top to bottom, ending up at his crotch. He was half erect, as it would be expected in any morning.
Naked, carrying her bulging belly, Jessica climbed on to the bed and knelt down beside him, facing away. Slowly she lowered her head over his member, kissing it and taking the tip in her mouth. She licked it up before taking it in once again, expertly using her mouth. Her ass and pussy was facing him so he could take a morning inspection.
She had been trained to worship his cock, without using her hands if necessary. Her deliberations woke her Master up easily. He enjoyed the view of her bald pussy and puckering asshole for a few moments before closing his eyes to feel the sensations.
He opened his eyes after enjoying her ministrations for a few moments, and gently rubbed her pussy. Jessica continued to suck, since no order came from him to stop. He rubbed her pussy lips for a few moments further before speaking up.
"Stand in inspection pose, slave," he ordered.
Jessica climbed down from the bed and stepped to her designated place a few feet away, protectively holding her seven month pregnant belly. She stood, spread her legs wide and moved her hands behind her head. Her eyes were cast downwards.
"Good girl," her Master commended her. "You look pretty today".
"Thank you Master", Jessica replied.
"Bring me my tea now", he ordered.
"Master, may I make a request?"
"What?" he asked slightly irritated.
"May I pee, Master?"
"Is it difficult to hold it for a few more minutes?"
"I can try, Master" she replied.
"Then, it was wrong to make that request. Bring me my tea and then we'll see."
"Yes Master", she said, and left after respectfully bowing her head. Her Master watched her ass cheeks wobble as she moved on slowly.
Peter washed up, wrapped a towel around his waist, and waited on the bed till Jessica came with tea. He loved her new, pregnant body. He was insisting that she exercise and keep fit. Of course, her breasts had grown significantly, and she had slightly swollen legs. However, she was generally keeping her body fit.
Its years since he was going to be a father. His son, if he was alive, would have been older than his slave. Jessica was his living partner for two years and slave for a little longer. She was still twenty eight, while he was a retired banker of sixty three years.
"Come, its time you had your pee," Peter said, accepting the cup of tea from Jessica. "You may crawl to the back yard."
"Thank you Master", she said respectfully, and fell on all fours. He kept the cup on the bedside table and followed her.
"You may walk down the stairs," he said, once she came to the staircase.
"Thank you, Master" she replied and stood up.
She had been granted some privileges since becoming pregnant. Walking down the stairs, rather than crawling, was one. Being asked if she could hold her pee was another. Earlier, if her Master deemed so, she was to hold it no matter what. Holding her pee for hours was a rude punishment she had to face at times. Now, thanks to her unborn baby, she could even be a bit naughty with no risk of this punishment.
