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Rhea POV
Pamela, please me. I tilt my head back into my soft pillow and arch my back as much as I can. My legs are far apart. I reach down and touch her head, guiding her to take care of me. I cannot be satisfied since I accepted Draven's gift. I need to cum again and again.
I feel myself at the moment of release, and then as I begin to release my juices into Pamela's sweet mouth and on her heavenly tongue, I feel something happening.
"Stop," I say to her.
Pamela stops. I look down at her. "Did I do something wrong, mistress?" she asks.
"No, sweetie, something is happening," I say to her.
Pamela lies beside me. A sudden horrible pain overtakes me. I feel as if my back is breaking and my body is shifting. I scream out in pain! "I need Draven, NOW!" I scream.
The pain is too much! There is noise downstairs. Something is going on in the house. I reach for Pamela. "I need my master," I say to her.
"I can go get him, mistress, but I think it would be better if I locked the door for now," Pamela says to me.
"It is Charlie isn't it?" I ask.
She shakes her head. "He is here for you," she says.
The subsequent pain strikes me. I scream as I grab the sheets. I need Draven. I roll my body with the pain holding the sheet in my hand, gripping it until my knuckles turn white. My breathing is labored. I do not know if I can endure this pain. "Draven!" I scream out for him.
"Mistress, I will stay with you until it is over," Pamela says.
"I know you will," I say.
I try to breathe through the pain. "You can do this, mistress," Pamela says. I look down at my stomach. It is growing and moving.
"What the hell is happening?" I ask.
"You are in labor, the gifts, and they are coming to you, mistress," Pamela says.
"I know that; I know I am in labor, but something is happening; it feels so strange," I say.
"You will be fine; I am here for you," Pamela says.
"Lock the door and barricade it," I say to Pamela.
Pamela gets out of the bed. "Draven will not let anyone up here to harm you, mistress," Pamela says.
"I know, he will protect me," I say.
As Pamela reaches the door, it opens. It is him. How did he get past Draven? Charlie walks into the room. He looks at Pamela and strikes her down where she stands. He starts walking toward me. I scream out in pain. The babies are coming, and he is here to kill my babies and me.
"Hello, Bitch!" Charlie says. He kicks Pamela.
"Stay away from me!" I scream.
Charlie inches closer to me. He looks at me and my giant stomach. I begin thrashing about in pain and screaming. "Stay... away.... From... Me....!" I scream.
Pamela gets up from the floor and begins hitting Charlie on the head. Where is my Draven? Where are the people that are supposed to be protecting me? Pamela tries to subdue Charlie, but he is too much for her. He violently knocks her to the ground again. He turns his attention to her. He begins beating her.
Finally, H and Draven come through the door as Charlie is beating Pamela. H goes after Charlie, and Draven comes to me. "We need to get you out of here," he says.
"I cannot move; I am in labor," I say.
Draven leaves me to help H. The two of them drag Charlie out of the room. I can hear others in the hall and Charlie screaming. Draven comes back to me quickly. He closes the door and rushes to my side.
"Everything is going to be okay," Draven says.
"Why did you let him in the house?" I ask.
"We let him in to stop him, he got past us, but we were right behind him. We got him. Everything will be okay," Draven says.
"He could have killed me," I scream at Draven.
"I am sorry, my love. He will never hurt you again," Draven says.
"Is Pamela okay?" I ask.
Draven checks on Pamela. He looks her over and tends to her for a moment. "She will be okay, my love," Draven says.
Draven takes my hand. "I am in so much pain, my love," I tell him.
"I know. We discussed this before. This gift will not be easy," Draven says.
"Draven, I am hurting everywhere. I am breaking into pieces," I scream out.
"Calm yourself, and it will be over soon. I will not leave you," Draven says.
Pamela comes to me. She sits beside me. "What can I do for you, mistress," she asks.
"Nothing, there is nothing you can do," I say to her.
Draven holds my hand as I scream out in pain. I want this to end. I cannot take this pain. Everything is shifting, and then a sudden gush of water comes from between my legs. "Your water is broken, mistress," Draven says to me.
"I know what happened, Draven," I snap at him.
Draven holds my hand over the next hour as I scream out in pain. "This is taking too long. They should be here already," Draven says.
"Something is coming. I feel something moving," I say.
Draven is between my legs and still holding my hand. "I see something," Draven says.
He holds my hand while he looks. "You need to push," Draven says to me.
"I don't think I can," I say.
"Rhea, you have to push, do it, mistress," Draven says.
I bear down and begin to push. The baby moved through me. As baby, one begins to move the others begin to try to escape my womb. They are all trying to come out at once. I scream and cry.
"Stop, Rhea, you have to do this. You have to be strong," Draven says to me.
Baby one comes out. Draven holds her for only a moment when baby two begins to make her way out of me. I scream as my body is torn to shreds. Draven gives the babies to Pamela. "Take them to the nursery. The nurse is waiting for them," Draven says.
The babies keep coming until finally, baby number six is born. Draven picks me up from the bed. I am exhausted and can barely move. "We have to change the bedding and clean your body, mistress," Draven says to me.
"Just let me sleep," I beg him.
"No, this is the way it has to be, my love," Draven says.
I cannot stand. He holds me in the shower and cleans my body while one of the maids changes the sheets. He washes me quickly and then dresses me in a white gown. He lays me back down in the bed and covers me in the white sheets.
"Where are you going?" I ask him.
Draven takes my hand. "I am going to the nursery to check on our beautiful daughters. I will return in a moment. Close your eyes and sleep. When you wake, you and your body will be back to normal, mistress," Draven says so softly.
I can hear the cries of the babies. My breast drip milk wanting to feed them. I close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
"Rhea, mistress, wake up; you have to feed your daughters," Draven says to me.
I open my eyes and see Draven, a nurse, and Pamela in the room with all six babies. "There is no way. I cannot feed all of them," I say.
"Yes, you can, and you will," Draven says to me.
Draven hands me, two babies. "Feed two at a time, Rhea," Draven says.
The first two latch onto me. The other four are screaming for me. My mind hurts listening to them. "You will not have to do this long, they grow fast, but you will take care of them," Draven demands.
"Yes, I will, I know that," I say.
Draven watches as the first two eat. He takes them away when they are finished. He hands me the next two. I feed them. I look them over—the tiny beings. One of them opens her eyes, and her eyes are red. When they finish, he hands me the last two.
"How sweet, mother and her daughters. You are so wonderful, mistress. What you have done for me, giving me these wonderful beings," Draven says.
When the last two finish eating, Draven hands them off to the nurse, and he stays with me. I reach for him. "Do you love me, master?" I ask him.
"You know I love you, but are you willing to do this again?" Draven asks.
"What?" I ask him.
"Are you willing to do this again for me?" Draven asks.
"Is that what you want?" I ask him.
"You still do not remember, do you?" he asks.
"Remember what, exactly? I ask.
"The contract you signed with me, do you remember any of it?" Draven asks.
"No, It is time you remember everything, Rhea. You need to remember our love and our deal," Draven says to me.