She wanted so badly to have babies that she almost left him. Maybe she would have, if she’d had some place to go. He had no interest in having kids, and her obsessing over them really distracted from her role as his sub. She was infertile anyway, so it was a big deal to get her knocked up.
She was surprised when he offered to take her to the doctor to get her pregnant. In exchange for the opportunity to give birth, he made her promise to serve him for the rest of her life, which she eagerly agreed to. He warned her, though, she’d only get one shot at this - after that, he wouldn’t stand for any talk of pregnancy again, and she’d be his forever.
They went to the doctor several times. He injected her with hormones, and did something complicated to her uterus, she wasn’t really sure what. It was rough at first, but when she started showing it was all worth it. She continued to serve her man dutifully, and they kept returning to the doctor for followups.
She could tell how pleased her man was, and he seemed to enjoy watching her waddle around with swollen tits and belly. She felt proud to be carrying his seed, and did her best to show her gratitude.
He waited for her to start to realize something was off before acting. She’d been “pregnant” for a year by the time she noticed anything. God she was a dumb cunt. When she did notice, he took her back to the “doctor” to induce labor. She was self conscious, but her man insisted on filming the birth.
She pushed and heaved, and he held her hand sweetly. When it finally happened, she was working too hard to process it. A plastic bag squeezed out of her, filled with a collar and chains. She was horrified as they ripped the bag open and fitted the collar around her neck. She was too tired to fight it. She whimpered as they clicked her shackles into place.
He explained the gist of it to her, mainly to capture her reaction on tape and show it off in the future. She was crushed by his betrayal of her body and mind. But now she finally saw that she was truly worthless. Her hopes and dreams didn’t mean anything. She hated him now, almost as much as she hated herself. The collar was permanent, and she’d continue to serve him - until she finds a way to hurt him.