Senator's Little Breeder

I thought I was delivering a policy draft.Instead, I was chosen to be filled, by the Senator and his elegant, controlling wife.They said they needed someone young, fertile, obedient. Someone to carry his heir.Caroline watched while he bred me the first time, whispered praise while I trembled on his desk. Then she brought me to their coastal house and I spread for him under the sunset.Now there's a pregnancy test on the desk.Two pink lines.And they're not done with me yet.This is my place now: on my knees, in their bed… getting filled until my belly swells.