Sometimes I was moved almost to tears by those small baby movements, and Mistress used to like to view the expression on my face. My freeing her after that, wasn’t a surprise, though. “You can’t know what my life has been like, any more than I can know what yours was like. Could I refuse permission for Mistress? Mistress served me breakfast on that first morning, and that simple gesture all but took my breath away. Even then, we had decided that the unborn child within Mistress’ womb would be treated as if I was a man, and as if he or she had been sired by yours truly, in the old-fashioned way. The attitude she showed towards me, earned her that friend; literally overnight. The further her pregnancy progressed, the happier Mistress seemed to become with the new life that was growing within her body.
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