The farther my pregnancy went, the hornier I got and the more I fucked both of my guys. The more I cheated on Roderick with Jason, the more I wanted t... fuck Roderick as well. I was a very kinky slut for both men, one an abusive prick, the other a battered husband. Very odd combination of choices, right?“It wasn’t to last, though. Jason kept pushing for anal sex, and I refused him repeatedly, especially while pregnant, not wanting to risk the babies’ health. I sucked his dick a lot and I let him. I dont want you to see how its moistened my thighs and how desperate I am. I take my hand and run it over my breasts, taking in a sharp breath as I pass my puffy pink nipples. It feels so good already. I slowly work down past my stomach and finally reach my shaved pussy mound. It's no good, I can't hide that this is going to be quick. I've needed this all day, all week, all my life. I use my whole hand to rub my clit. It builds intensely. I move my legs apart to allow myself easier access. I. And so, the only ways I could repay him for loving me were out of the window. I couldn’t even properly thank him.All I could do was wake up in the middle of the night, fear gripping me, and I’d think for one terrifying second that I was drowning, that there was no Wes, that it had all been a dream. And then he would mumble something, wrapping an arm around my middle and pulling me close to him, pressing a kiss to my forehead with a “S’okay. Go back to sleep.” And there in the darkness, I’d. ‘How about we strap you to the cross tonight. Would you like that my pet?’ ‘Yes Master, this slut would love to be strapped to the cross tonight,’ I respond with a smile. Master helps me up and tells me to stand in front of the cross. He bends down and straps my ankles, securing them tight. While standing up He runs His hands up my legs and thighs brushing against my pussy causing me to shutter. Master grabs one wrist, lifts it and secures it above my head and repeats with the other. He leans.