Thief To Slave To Ch 03 Final

Chapter 2 got too big and was split in half creating this third chapter. While reading all three in order is highly recommended, at least read chapter 2 before this one. It will make much more sense.

The nurse took me right back to an examination room while Gloria did the paperwork with the receptionist. After several tests, a quick ultrasound, and a thorough examination. I got the news. I was three to five weeks pregnant, but everything looked good.

My immediate response was "It isn't good if I'm pregnant. I'm on the pill how could that be?"

The doctor sighed as she told me, "The pill is only 93% effective. You apparently are in the remaining 7%. She wrote a script for some vitamin pills and told the nurse to schedule me for monthly checkups.

As I walked back into the waiting room, I didn't even have to tell her. Gloria knew from my face, "You're pregnant!" I started to cry. She tried to comfort me as we drove back to the condo, but I was too upset to appreciate it.

When we got back to the condos, I asked Gloria to please tell everyone to leave me alone for a little while, I needed time to think. I went into the bedroom laid down and cried, feeling so sorry for myself. After I cried it out, the rational mind took over. I'm pregnant, now what do I want to do. I quickly realized that I loved the life I had been living, how to best keep that life with an added baby. An abortion never even crossed my mind. I realized that I didn't want to know which one was the father, I wanted to keep them both in my life, and in my baby's life.

Now that I knew what I wanted, I walked back across to the other condo, still wearing what I had worn to the doctor's office. They were all sitting around the table, it was hard to read their faces. There was definitely a look of concern, but it seemed to be mixed with some happiness.

As I walked in, all the conversation stopped, and everyone focused their attention on me. With a surprisingly clear voice I said. "I definitely know a couple of things, what I don't know is how. First, abortion is out of the question. Second, I love my life here, I know things must change with the addition of a baby, but I want to keep as much of what I have here as possible if that is acceptable to Sir and Mark."

Sir smiled and spoke, "I think we can make that happen, a couple of questions. First, when the baby is born you can find out who the father is, do you want to wait to do anything until you know that?"

I replied, "Sir, I want my baby to know two fathers. I don't want it tested. It is the result or relationships with two people I have come to love, I don't want to choose one and lose one."

Gloria asked, "Don't we have to put the father's name on the birth certificate?

Sir replied, "We simply put Mark Sarentino, without the "Jr" or "Sr"

Mark asked, "How do you see this working?"

Sir hesitated for only a moment. "In December you graduate. I'm assuming you still plan to return here and join me in the practice. I move into the small condo, married or not - you two take over the master bedroom here, the small bedroom becomes the nursery. We either move the home office into the lobby or leave it where it is"

Everyone was shaking their heads in agreement. Mark asked, "Does this mean that Maria and I get married?"

Almost in unison Sir and Gloria replied, "That is up to Maria."

I gave Mark a long look, "We need to talk before you even think about asking me."

Sir coughed for attention, "Two more things. One, just so you know I added you as an employee to the company health insurance plan when we renewed a couple months ago, so this is covered, and two, I can do with cold cereal for breakfast for a while.

I walked over to hug him, he pulled me into his lap, hugged, kissed me and whispered, everything will be alright." I hugged him and held him tight.

We finally released each other. I grabbed Mark's hand and led him back to our condo and straight onto the bed. We just held each other for a while. I finally asked, "Are you disappointed that I got pregnant? "

Mark replied, "Disappointed because you are pregnant with my baby? No, it only makes me love you more that we are having a baby together, to raise as ours."

I then had to ask, "Are you upset that I won't give up Sir?"

His response was immediate, and I thought heartfelt, "No, I'm not upset. I would never ask or expect you to end what you have with dad."

I had to ask it a different way, "So your wife regularly and openly sucking and fucking your dad, even in your presence would not be a problem or an issue?"

He thought for about a minute and replied, "The day of our wedding, I want a separate private ceremony where you bind yourself to both of us, and us collectively to you, and our wedding vows will not include "forsaking all others." He paused for a moment and added, "Whether we are married or not, there will be no one else for me, and you already know about Dad and Gloria. Oh, and whatever you have with Gloria is also ok with me, though God knows I want to watch."

I giggled with the last comment and replied, "I'll have to work it out with Gloria but that may be possible."

He then got really serious, "So you will marry me?"

Without hesitation I responded, "That was not a proposal and this is not an acceptance, but yes, as long as we have that understanding, and your Dad gives his blessing to the arrangement and understanding."

He hugged me tight and kissed me long and hard. We laid there, just holding each other, he would occasionally whisper, "It is going to be all right, I love you, and will be there."

After a while Gloria knocked on the door and told us lunch was ready. Someone had ordered from the local deli and there was a variety of meat, cheeses, lettuce, and tomato slices, along with a delicious rye bread. As were finishing Sir and Mark went into the workroom and Gloria started quizzing me on what I knew about caring for a baby. The short answer was absolutely nothing. She volunteered to look for classes for me.

The men weren't gone very long and when they came out both were smiling broadly, and Sir had his hand on Mark's shoulder. Neither one said anything, but Mark gave me a wink which I interpreted as having Sir's approval. Sir said that they were both needed at the office.

As soon as they were out the door, Gloria gave me a look, took my hand and led me to the second bedroom. As soon as we entered the room, she stripped me naked, and took me across her knees.

I heard a stern voice I hadn't heard before, "How are you to be dressed when you enter your Sir's residence during working hours?"

I was apparently too slow to answer, and my ass suddenly burst into pain and the slap echoed in the room, quickly followed by four more.

The same stern voice, "I asked you a question." Four more blows rained down on my ass.

I quickly answered, "naked in heels, collared, cuffed, and plugged."

The same stern voice, "And is that how you entered Sir's house for lunch?"

I'm not sure why but I answered, "No Ma'am."

The voice again, "just because you are sleeping with Mark does not mean you don't owe Sir his due respect and service."

The blows rained down continually on my ass as I managed to respond, "Yes, Ma'am."

By the time she stopped my ass was on fire, my face was flushed, tears were streaming down my cheeks, and my cunt and thighs were soaking wet.

She pulled me up off her lap and we collapsed together on the bed, kissing groping, hugging. As she held me, she said, "remember you still belong to Sir, you made that commitment at dinner the other night."

I helped her slip out of her dress and underclothes. We spent the next couple of hours exploring each other's bodies, with tongues in all three of each other's main body orifices. Even her rosebud tasted sweet.

As we laid there satiated, the front door opened. We heard Sir's voice calling to see who was home. Gloria went to greet him, and a few moments later reappeared, leading Sir, by the hand.

As soon as Sir saw me, Gloria said, "She is all yours, I warmed her up for you." Gloria then stepped out of the room and shut the door. I immediately got off the bed and knelt at Sir's feet.

I begged, "Please forgive me, I meant no disrespect, I can never forget that I serve you and what you have done for me. I promise to do better to be obedient, and the one you deserve."

He pulled me up into a hug and softly said, "I know you meant no disrespect; Mark and I have been lax on your discipline. I had a talk with Mark, and he now knows that enforcing your rules is now his responsibility too. I have given him my blessing, but until the wedding the rules remain the same, and he will probably give you some new ones. After the wedding our rules are up to the two of you, but I have told him that you still need a firm hand."

I could only reply, "Thank you Sir."

Sir removed his pants and briefs and as he laid down on the bed told me, "I am going to rest for a while. You are going to show your respect by demonstrating your significant oral skills as you worship my cock and balls without making me cum."

I crawled up between his legs and as requested started worshiping his beautiful cock and large balls. After two hours my tongue actually hurt, and Sir may have been asleep, but I had my orders and would not fail Sir again. I finally saw Sir's eyes flutter open and a smile creep across his lips. I heard his soft voice, "Good slut, you may make me cum now."

The "Good slut" renewed my energy, and I attacked his cock with my tongue and throat, showing my devotion by fucking my face and throat with his cock. I heard him groan and I almost choked on the first huge slug of cum that hit my throat. I managed to swallow it and the next few ejaculations before backing him into my mouth. I proudly showed him the mouthful of cum and heard again those words, "Good slut, swallow.

I licked his cock clean, and he pulled me up to him and rewarded me with a hug and a kiss. He told me, "Don't forget why you are here. Part of Mark's duty as your husband is to keep you from going back to what brought you here. He will start enforcing your rules in both condos, and I expect you to obey him as you do me."

I started to tell Sir that I would never go back, it was necessity that brought me here, but I simply replied, "Yes Sir, I will.

Sir gave me a swat on my still sore ass and commanded, "Go, get properly dressed and get busy with your duties."

I climbed down off the bed and crawled back to the small condo. I did my makeup, brushed out my hair, attached my collar around my neck, my cuffs around my ankles and wrists, lubed and inserted the plug. I checked myself in the mirror and crawled back to Sir's condo. I got busy cleaning up the dishes, sweeping the floors and dusting. Monday's always have the most that needs to be done.

After a bit I felt the need to relieve myself. Sir was in the work room, he hadn't bothered to get dressed after his nap, I got my leash in my teeth and crawled to him. I knelt at his feet, knees spread, back straight, hands in the small of my back, shoulders back, tits out, hips rotated to present my cunt. Master looked down and smiled. He took the leash and snapped it onto my collar and led me out to a grass area on the patio.

Sir held my leash as I squatted facing him, knees wide. He made we wait for a couple of minutes before commanding, "Pee slut." Mark is usually the one who takes me out, and for some reason peeing in front of Sir was an issue. I had to concentrate and push before a steady stream flowed onto the grass. Once finished, I wiped myself with my fingers and sucked them clean. Sir took a double handful of my hair and fucked my mouth until he filled it with the cum he had accumulated since my previous use.

Sir said, "Good slut," and led me back into the house where he unsnapped the leash and let me return to my chores. I got most of my duties done, given the late start, not bad for a Monday.

At 5:00 I crossed to my condo to get ready for work. Mark met me at the door with a hug and a kiss. He sat down, had me kneel at his feet and while he stroked my hair and fondled my tits, explained that since he was now here, Sir had extended my rules to that condo too. The basic changes were: I was to be naked when in the condo, only dressing immediately before going to work or elsewhere. Not much of a change from what I had been doing. The three bigger changes were: I was to crawl when not working, I was to always wear my collar and cuffs, and I had to have permission to use the bathroom. For his own convenience Mark modified the latter to give me blanket permission for my middle of the night trip as well as my early weekday trip getting ready to report to Sir. I had no real issue with the change in rules.

Mark then asked what the doctor had said about sex while pregnant. I smiled and told him, "the doctor said there were no restrictions, though as I got further along some positions might not be comfortable."

That made him smile. His next question was whether Sir had used my ass that day, when I said no, he took a handful of my hair and used it as a leash to lead me to the bedroom and the bed. He tossed the pillows into a pile in the middle of the bed, and I crawled up onto them with my ass high.

He immediately noticed the lingering redness and a few small bruises and asked, "Where did these come from?

I explained, "Gloria and I discussed my not showing Sir proper respect lately, That I have gotten lax since I started rooming with you. She explained that was not acceptable and convinced me to do better."

Mark laughed, "I've occasionally heard her keeping dad in line at night, I imagine she can be quite persuasive. If this is all the damage, she went easy on you. Now reach back and spread those bruised cheeks for me."

I didn't realize how bruised my ass was until I reached back and grabbed both cheeks to spread them for Mark. My ass felt so empty when he pulled the plug out. Then I felt the drop of gel hit my rosebud, followed quickly by a finger and then two, eventually followed by a third that stung a bit.

I know to relax when I feel the fingers leave my ass, but I knew what was coming which made that difficult. I felt the bed move as he shifted and then the push on my ring. Maybe because it is softer the cock didn't sting as much as the three fingers as it pushed into my ass. He kept slowly sliding in until I felt his hips against my fingers. As empty as I felt without the plug, the full feeling with my ass full of his cock felt amazing. He only gave me a short time to adjust before he began slowly fucking my ass. Pulling out until I felt the crown of his cock pushing against my ring, then slowly back deep into me until I felt his hips against my fingers.

He started going faster and a bit harder but didn't go to where he was pounding my ass. Just a nice balance that felt good and got my cunt flowing. I could feel the wetness creeping down my thigh as he worked his cock in and out of my ass. I suddenly realized that by making me hold my ass open for him, I couldn't reach my cunt. I felt him get even bigger in my ass, and drive in even harder, before feeling pulse after pulse as he came deep in my ass, I realized that my pleasure was being used for his pleasure, and it gave me a warm loving feeling that I couldn't otherwise explain.

He rolled us off the pillows onto our sides on the bed, hugging me from behind while still deep in my ass. For some reason being wrapped in his arms and held close felt different, warmer and more connected. Like we were one and connected by more than his cock still deep in my ass. I drifted off to sleep, smiling, being held.

The rest of the week felt so normal, I tended to forget that I was pregnant. I was kneeling at Sir's door every morning at 8:00 sharp. I made his breakfast of cereal and juice and sucked him off while he ate and read the morning news on his tablet. Both Sir and Mark worked from home all week. Mark took me out for my morning pee on the deck, and as usual fucked my mouth when I finished. Both Sir and Mark used me at least once during the day and I got spit roasted a couple of times. They really were keeping track of whose day it was to use my ass. It was a bit different crawling naked in the small condo, and having to ask Mark to use the toilet, but it quickly became my normal. I hadn't told them at work I was pregnant, so it was work as normal.

There was a small change in Mark I couldn't quite pin down. He seemed warmer, more attentive, but also more controlling, a bit stricter with my rules and duties. I took it as part of his deeper commitment to me.

On Friday Sir announced that we were all going to dinner again on Saturday evening. He had already cleared it with my manager. I asked Mark what I should wear and replied that we would find something while we were out on Saturday.

Saturday morning, we went for a ride in the country. It was good to get out of town for the first time in probably a year. A nice sunny day, the air smelled so fresh. Mark kept a hand high on my thigh, moving it only occasionally to shift gears. Sitting in the car in that short sundress left my cunt exposed most of the time. Neither of us seemed to care. Sitting outside at a café during lunch I probably flashed a half dozen people. Only got one dirty look from an older lady whose husband didn't seem to mind at all.

Once back in town Mark stopped at a small shop in the industrial part of town. As soon as the door opened, I could tell by the smell that it was a leather shop. The first thing Mark found was a leather miniskirt. He handed it to me and told me to go try it on. I reminded him I was naked under my sundress, but from the shrug I got in response I knew he didn't care.

I slipped out of my sundress and pulled the miniskirt up over my hips. The leather felt velvety smooth and the fit was perfect around my ass. The bottom of the skirt was about where my fingertips were when I held them down by my side. In other words, very short.

I cracked the door open and called for Mark to come take a look. He replied to me to step out so he could see it. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the dressing room, using one arm to cover my tits. Mark smiled when he saw it but motioned for me to drop my arms. I don't know why but I obeyed. That got a low whistle from the tattooed leather clad shop owner. I turned red and Mark's smile got even bigger. Mark had me turn and model it before letting me escape back to the dressing room.

I was already dressed and about to come out when Mark opened the door and stepped into the dressing room with me. He helped me take the sun dress off again. I was surprised that he brought a leather bra with him. As soon as he put it on me and adjusted it I knew why. It was a demi bra that only covered the bottom half of my tits but lifted them and pushed them together. The leather dress fit tight and was low cut, I immediately saw why he wanted the bra to go with the dress, the two together really showed off my tits. The dress was sleeveless, ended a couple inches above my knees, and closed with brass snaps up the front.

I stepped out of the dressing room to see it in the mirror. The dress really showed be off. Besides framing my tits, it fit tight over my ass, and was short enough to show off my legs. I got another whistle from the shop owner. He came over and looked the dress (and me) over. He commented, "Very nice, it fits you perfectly, it needs a couple of things."

We walked over to a wall rack and came back with a couple of things in his hand. He showed Mark and I both a chrome chain and a braided leather belt. Both Mark and I liked the look of the chrome chain belt, it really set off the dress. He then lifted my hair and put a leather collar around my neck. I could see by the look in Mark's eyes that I would be wearing it before I even looked in the mirror. One glance and I agreed that it set the dress off perfectly.