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Nine Months of Submission: When the Pregnant Husband Becomes the BDSM Baby Mama

Chapter One: The Pregnant Punishment

Mikka Shinodu paced back and forth in their BDSM room, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "Boris, you lazy pregnant sloth," she called out, her voice dripping with frustration. "Can't you even lift a finger to help around the house?"

Boris Nemcov, her husband and the father of her child, tried to defend himself from his position on the bed. "Now, Mikka, you know I'm doing the best I can. I'm pregnant, for goodness sake!"

Mikka cut him off with a wave of her hand. "I've had enough of your excuses, Boris. It's time for you to learn a lesson."

She approached the bed, her heels clicking against the floor. Without a word, she blindfolded Boris and handcuffed him to the bedposts.

Boris protested, his voice muffled by the blindfold. "Mikka, this isn't fair. I'm too pregnant for this kind of treatment."

Mikka leaned down, her lips brushing against Boris's ear. "That's exactly why I'm doing this, my love. You're my pregnant slut now, and I'm going to make you my baby daddy."

Boris's protests were cut off as Mikka began to undress, revealing her sexy lingerie. Despite himself, Boris couldn't help but feel aroused by Mikka's dominance. He started to get hard, and Mikka noticed immediately.

"Well, well, well," she purred, straddling Boris and grinding against him. "Looks like someone's enjoying this punishment."

Boris begged Mikka to stop, but she only laughed. "You're my pregnant pervert, and I'm going to use you for my own pleasure. You're going to do as I say, or else."

Mikka continued to tease Boris, bringing him close to the edge but never letting him finish. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mikka allowed Boris to climax.

"Boris, my baby daddy slut," Mikka whispered, releasing him from the handcuffs and removing the blindfold. "You're mine now, and you're going to do as I say."

Boris, exhausted and satisfied, agreed. "Yes, Mikka. I'm your baby daddy slut. I'll do anything you say."

Mikka smiled, pleased with her handiwork. "Good boy," she said, patting Boris on the head. "Now, let's get you back to bed. You need your rest."

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