Stalk, rape, impregnate - Part 3 - Absolute Surrender

He broke her twice. Twice he filled her with his seed and impregnated her. However, Evelyn tries to defy him again, and Henry must return to remind her that there is no escape. Henry will punish her not only with another impregnation but, as retribution, he will also take the last hole she had protected. And in the end, Evelyn, with a large belly, will finally and forever accept her fate.

Tags - Stalking, Abduction, Bondage, Gagging, Rape, Impregnation / Breeding, Inflatable plug, Vaginal sex, Creampie

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Story sample

It was an early autumn afternoon, just like the one that had forever changed their lives years ago; the sun was low, the air was cold, and Henry watched from the window of his rented house as Evelyn walked somewhere. To the store, maybe.

He watched as Evelyn got into her old car and drove away. That was unusual. She usually didn't leave the family; she was accustomed to only going to the nearby supermarket. And today she was dressed differently. She was wearing a nice dress, her hair was done. Something wasn't right.

A quiet, cold premonition forced him to get into his own car and follow her.

His worst fears were confirmed. She didn't stop at the supermarket. She stopped in a parking lot, got out of the car, and went somewhere. Henry parked too and followed her. He saw her finally walk to a small café in the center of town. And she wasn't alone. A man was already waiting for her at a table by the window.

Henry sat down in a restaurant nearby, ordered food, and watched them. The man was... ordinary. Average. He looked like a thousand other men. He was laughing at something she said. He touched her hand, which was lying on the table. And she... she was smiling. Genuinely. It wasn't the empty, tired smile he usually saw on her. It was a smile he hadn't seen in years.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Evelyn?" Henry hissed quietly and angrily shoved the pasta speared on his fork into his mouth. "Is this your game? You think finding some generic asshole is going to scare me? That I'll back down and let him raise my family?"

Anger was boiling inside him, hot and sour. Betrayal. After everything he had done for her. After giving her a family. Providing for her. And this is how she repays him? She's trying to replace him?

This was war. And he would not lose it.

"Apparently, two wasn't enough," Henry muttered under his breath as he watched them drink coffee and savor a cake. "Apparently, you still haven't understood that you belong to me. Your body belongs to me. Your uterus belongs to me. And I will fill it as many times as necessary until you finally get it."

He watched them laugh. Watched them look into each other's eyes. And in his head, a new plan was already forming. She needs another lesson. He will impregnate her one more time. And then maybe she'll understand. She'll give birth again. For the third time. And then she'll be too tired, too busy to have time for any stupid dates. She'll be a full-time mother.

Henry finished his meal, ordered a coffee, and waited with his eyes glued to the café door; soon they came out, laughing, and went for a walk. And he began to follow them. He kept his distance as they walked along the pedestrian zone. He knew this town well, every corner of it.

Evelyn occasionally glanced over her shoulder. It was a quick, almost imperceptible movement. A habit. A memory of the trauma that had been etched into her subconscious. She was looking for the shadow that haunted her, but she never saw it. Henry was too good. Years of practice had taught him how to blend in with the crowd, how to anticipate her glance before she even turned. An amateur would have gotten caught. He was a professional.