val sat in his main livingroom watching t.v. impatently struming his fingers on the arm of the black leather coutch he was on. his eye's shot over to the clock that hung from the wall "three hours later. bunch of useless basterds. when i ran that place it didnt keep any customer waiting for there slaves" he said to himself in an annoyoed voice.

he might just beat those idiots who diliver this new on he thought to himself and picked up the file sheet on the girl he was receving and read over it again. "she's prego so i'll need to watch what i do to her. hmmm no fun being limited. but i can make a good profit out of the child she bares" he had already got plans in mind for the unborn child.

Three hours. The delivery- which really should have been a quick and easy little job- took three hours. And only because she was being difficult.

they made the assumption that the slave girl- Joy- would be quiet and simple to transport. Partially because she was a petitie little thing, partially because she looked so damn cute, and partially because she was pregnant. People always assumed you weren't goign to fight if you had a baby inside you.

Wrong! Joy was biting and scratching and kicking all the way into the back of the delivery truck. The drive should have taken about 50 minuites. she made it stretch out to two hours, plus the extra one they took getting her in and out.

finally, trussed up at the legs and arms, with a collar and leash tight about her neck, they dragged her to the door of her new master.

"Sorry we took so long, sir," the men apologized as he handed over the girl to the person who answered the door, "She's a bit fiesty."

val heard his door being knocked and walked quickly to it opening the door he looked at the two men and the girl who was bound tight. his glare shifted to the men as they talked to him. he snarled and grabbed the man that spoke by the throat "fiesty? fiesty doesnt take you 3 hours. fiesty shouldn't have you making the customer waiting. when i was there i never had a late delivery, and certainly not by one slave. i suggest next time you bind her before you move her" he let the man go and took joys lead and puulled her inside the house closing the door "my name is val but you'll adress me as master slave understood" his voice was cold and forceful and his stare into her eyes was as cold as his voice

She shrugged. Shrugging being no mean feat when one had their arms bound from wrist to elbow behind one's back. In fact, it was near impossible, and it made the uncomfortable position even more painful.
Still, Joy managed.
"Yessir," she mumbled carelessly.

val frowned at her shrug and back handed her to the face as she addressed him as sir "thats yes master," he pulled a large serated blade form his back and walked closer to the girl placing the edge of the blade against her cheek and pulled it down her cheek but he did not cut her. turned her round forcefully and cut the binding holding her arms in place. he turned her back round again holding his cold stare at her eye's then down to her stomac then back to her eye's "how far along are you?"

Joy didn't even flinch as he slapped her. It was as though she didn't even care about anything he could possibly do.
And all she reacted to the knife blad being dragged over her face was stiffining her spine.
She rubbed at her now-freed wrists.
"Four months... master," she said reluctently.

val smiled darkly as he looked down at her stomac he pulled on her lead and took her to his man livingroom and sat down on a chair and looked at her voicusly "because of your current state im having to hold back with my normal methods." he pulls down on her leash so that she is eye-level with him "know get down on your knees and beg for your dinner"

Normal methods... so he must be a rough one, if he was holding himself back.
At least he didn't seem to be one to ignore the fact she was pregnant and beat her anyway.
She stumbled along, but did not go to her knees.
"Thanks, but i'm not hungry," she told him defiantly.

his smile darkened more at her word "who said it was for know." he stood up and dragged her up with him. "i can see the fire in your eye's slave. i like that in my slaves but...." he slapped her across the face again but harder "you didnt call me master when you spoke to me. i think its time for you to learn some manners." he pulled her out of the livingroom and down a hall to a large room that held a small cage, a metal table that was stood vertically and that had some blood stains on it.  

She was tripping over her own feet as he dragged her out. but she somehow managed to keep standing.
"Sorry, Master," she apologized, surprisngly good at faking sincerity.

val looked round to her with a courious look on his face. he wounderd how to break her without putting her unborn in danger. he pulled her over to the table. upon closer inspection it had shakles to hold someone inplace on it. "move as im shackeling you and i make this far worse for you slave" he started to put her arms and legs into the shackles

If someone was going to make this work and keep the baby, they were just going to have to be creative. Joy didn't respond to physical attempts anyway. Mental efforst were going to be called for.
not that Joy would breathe a word of this to HIM. She was defiant, not an idiot.
she held still.

val put each of her limbs intrun into each of the restraintas. he walked over to a table nearby. he fought the urge to pick up the electricity leads and put them onto the table so instead picked up a coiled whip. he strode over behind her and whisperd into her ear "im going to enjoy finding new ways to break you seeing as my normal methods would kill that child your carrying." he stepped back slightly and unfurlled the whip and cracked it ones beside her ear to try and put the fear into her. he cracked the whip again this time down her back tearing her top and cutting into her skin

His whispers in her ear.. his breath tickling her skin... it made joy shudder.
She screamed as the whip bit in, and was left gasping for breath.
"Y-you know, over exciting me could hurt the ba-baby," she gapsed, worried for her child now.

val hesitated slightly as she spoke but craked the whip down her back again "say that again this time with what you forgot the first time!" he walked back over to the table the instrements of his trade lay on. he slipped on what looked like a thick work glove and picked up a thin rod of metal that glowed orange at the tip "tell me slave what do you fear more than anything in this world and depending on that i may use this on you"

Closing her eyes and trying to keep a clear head, Joy forced herself to work through the pain and speak. She had to rephrase it, and quickly.
"Master, over-exciting me might hurt the baby," she ground out through clenched teeth.
To the brand, she merely trembled. Eyes closed in her fear, she wished she had the freedom of movement to hold her stomach. But, even if she had it, she wouldn't have dared.
"I-" her voice was a whisper, "master, I'm most afraid of my child being hurt," she admitted.
Joy was not being broken- far from it- but she had her little one to think about. What she said was no lie. She couldn't bear to lose it.

val nodded as he stepped closer to her  after she answer "good, good my little slave" he wrapped his arm around her and stroked her stomach before he placed the glowing rod to her back and pulled it down her back once. he could smell her burning flesh which made him grin he walked away from her and placed his glowing rod down and looked back round to her stroking his chin with wonder

Unable to hold back her shock and pain, Joy screamed. Mouth wide open, long and loud. Tears sprang to her eyes and she twisted in her place, as if she would be able to break away. Fat chance.
She hadn't even lied to him- that was all she was afraid of. Had she not been pregnant, she would not have cared in the slightest. Fear was not a thing she had, really. As if telling the truth could possibly have helped.  

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val looked down to his table and picked up a large vibrator and walked over to her "you know slave iv heard that sex is good for both child and parent while its still in the womb" his hands reach down and pulls he trousers and underwear down and stood right behind her. he dangled the vibrater infront of her mouth "im feeling nice today so nows going to be your ownly chance to put some lubrication on to this"

Very much agaisnt her will, Joy did as told, opening her mouth and taking the entire cursed thin in, wetting it with her tounge.