The Pet
Copyright© 2003 by diabetic
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - This story is a follow-on to The Barn, which should be read first as it is the entire basis for this story. This story starts off slow, and there is not much sex in the first half-dozen chapters.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa NonConsensual Rape Coercion BDSM DomSub Spanking Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Snuff Anal Sex Petting Sex Toys Pregnancy Violence
Cold Breakfast and Fatherhood
The next morning, David and Danielle had a nice leisurely breakfast, then fixed Ellen a delicious breakfast of cereal in cold water. They headed down the stairs together.
"Where the fuck is my food, you assholes?" she screamed.
David took one look at Danielle, dumped the contents of the bowl on the floor, and managed to step right in the middle of the contents as he turned and walked up the stairs.
"See you tomorrow," he called over his shoulder as he and Danielle headed out of her room and up the stairs.
"You bastards," the girl screamed to their backs. "You can't do this to me!"
As David and Danielle rearranged themselves at the kitchen table, they discussed their plan of attack for the next few days.
"We'll keep her in minimal food and water for the next few days. She gets one chance at a meal, and if she is verbally abusive, we do just what we did this morning. We have to show no emotion, we simply dump her food on the floor, step in it, and walk away."
"Will it work?" Danielle asked.
"I sure as shit hope so," David explained. "Tonight I want you to cook up a cup of rice and mix in a sardine. Then refrigerate it overnight. Tomorrow's breakfast will be a lump of cold rice that tastes like fish."
They spent the day being reasonably productive, and mid-afternoon David took her to the doctor to check on the progress of her pregnancy. The doctor said that she should conceive in less than one week. They laughed and giggled all the way home. On the way, they stopped at the McDonalds and picked up a happy meal, which would be breakfast for Ellen in two days if she did not behave.
The next morning, David went down the stairs alone as the steps were beginning to be too difficult for Danielle alone. As soon as he stepped into view, Ellen began the verbal abuse.
"Motherfucker," she screamed. "Let me go right..." She never finished her rant as David dumped the lump of fishy rice (to which they had added a lot of salt) on the floor and kicked it in her direction. He then turned and went back up the stairs without saying a word.
Danielle went into labor that afternoon at around 2 p.m. and by dinnertime, they were in the truck headed for the local hospital. At about 11 p.m. she delivered a beautiful, healthy baby girl.
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