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 I'd been following her for nearly a month now.  Watching her, learning her
daily routine.  I had to make sure that everything was perfect this time.
Her name is Karen, at least that's what I like to call her.  She's in her
mid 20s, and pregnant with from what I can tell, her first child.  She
seems timid, never having anyone over, never going out except for errands,
and I have to wonder how she managed to get pregnant at all .

   Right now I'm watching from car as she pays for her breakfast.  Every
day she comes to the same restaurant.  Thirty minutes pass, and almost like
clockwork I see her emerge from the front door.  She looks to be about
5'2'', and has long, rather plain brown hair.  Her bulbous pregnant belly
juts out in front of her as she heads back to the car, waddling slightly as
she walks.  I would follow, but by now I know just where she's going. 
Nothing to do now but wait.

   It's 10pm now, the lights have been out in the house for nearly half an
hour.  There's a key waiting for me under the doormat, how cliché; not to
mention convenient.  It's really amazing how many people leave their extra
keys out assuming nobody will actually look there.  The door opens smoothly
with no squeaking.  I make my as quickly and quietly as possible to her
bedroom, stopping to listen just outside the door.  Hearing nothing, I push
the door slowly and look inside.  It's dark, and I can barely make out the
bed.

   Standing at the side of the bed, I look down at her longingly.  My eyes
are better adjusted to the dark now and I can see her well, sleeping
peacefully.  I hesitate for a moment trying to decide the best course of
action finally decided to just go in quick and get it done.  Grabbing both
her arms, I pull her upper body off the bed and quickly move behind her the
best I can.  My right hand is over her mouth almost instantly and I jerk
her head back hard against my chest.  The left arm wraps tightly around her
body, just under her breasts, and for a second I just hold her there
tightly as she slowly becomes aware.

   The whole body is rigid now, her arms strain trying desperately to break
free, and a muffled cry can be heard through my hand.  It seems loud in the
quiet night, but I know nobody can hear her.  Pulling her head roughly back
to my mouth I begin to whisper in her ear.

   "Just be quiet, I won't hurt you if you just relax."

   I could feel her warm tears already rolling down onto my hand.  My left
hand moved slowly down, gently stroking her huge pregnant belly.

   "I don't want anything bad to happen to you, or your baby.  So just do
what I tell you, and everything will be okay."

   Cautiously I moved my hand away from her mouth and reached for the zip
cuffs in my right pocket.  She was sobbing loudly as I pulled her arms back
and secured her hands behind her back.  I moved so that I was sitting
behind her, one leg on each side, and pulled her back onto me.  I couldn't
resist any longer and my mouth moved to her neck, kissing and nibbling at
her soft smooth skin.  I could feel her heart pounding hard and fast and I
whispered again as I bit and tugged at her ear.



   "I just want your body...  Just give me your body tonight and everything
will be fine."

   I couldn't wait for her any longer, I had to have her right now.  I
pulled her shirt upward quickly, stretching until it ripped to it over her
head.  Her large swollen breasts were heaving with her heavy breathing, and
she let out a small cry as I squeezed them and began to fondle her roughly.



   "Do you like that?  I know you must want this.  You're pregnant and
horny, you haven't had a man for at least a month I know." She finally
spoke back, it was the first time I heard her voice.

   "Please no..  God, I can't do this, not again..."



   Her words were barely recognizable through her sobs.  What did she mean
by again?  Was it possible that this is how she had gotten pregnant those
months ago?  It didn't matter anyway.  I barely cared at this point.

   I moved down to the end of the bed, and pulled her pajama pants off
quickly.  She didn't even try to resist.  No kicking, no squirming, I
couldn't believe it.  She just lay there as I looked back into her
terrified eyes.  Her large pale breasts still heaving with her heavy sobs.
I lubed myself quickly with saliva and started forcing my way into her dry
hole.  She winced with pain, her face contorting as I pushed myself fully
inside of her.  Leaning forward as far as I could, I pushed my tongue
between her lips.  Her head jerked back at first, but again she submitted
quickly allowing my tongue to explore her mouth as I pleased.  I was
pounding her quickly now, my orgasm building.  Pulling away from her I
squeezed her breasts tightly in my hands, pulling them towards me until she
was trying desperately to sit up to relieve the painful tension.  I thrust
harder and faster, pounding her small body mercilessly.  Finally my body
taught, I jerked slightly, and sprayed my cum into her.

   Looking down on her now it was almost as if she was sleeping again, but
her eyes were open.  It was as though her brain had just shut down to
protect itself.  I let go of her breasts, and only now realized how hard I
had abused them.  They were turning purple and I could see a small amount
of milk dripping down from the nipples.  There was a clear hand print on
each one.  I stood up at the end of the bed and fastened my pants.  For a
moment I considered taking her with me right now, she was so easy and
submissive.  I imagined that I could keep her forever as my own, and she
probably never even try to get away.  Maybe someday I'd come back for her,
for now though, I had to keep moving.