The Impregnation Theory

Gray’s last trouble for that day came when he was summoned to Lady Andria’s room that midnight. She was in her sleepwear, a thin sleeveless nightgown that didn’t show anything underneath but exposed a lot of cleavage.

“Lord Julius is out and won’t be home for another day,” she stated, folding her arms. “You are lucky you don’t have to suffer his wrath boy.”

“I am no boy,” Gray said. His time in the basement after Sia’s insults had given him time to think. “I know what power I have. And I know why you called me here.”

Her face twisted to a grotesque frown, so Gray decided to focus on her cleavage instead.

“Don’t get too cocky,” Andria snapped. “Just because your seed is potent doesn’t make you less of a slave. Now,” she sat on the bed and spread her legs. “Slave, I believe you know what to do. Your only duty is to do the intercourse after I pull up my skirt. I don’t want your fingers running anywhere around me, and I’ll guide everything and you can look away while the job is being done. Any questions?”

“What if I say no?” Gray smiled.

His mistress’s frown wasn’t getting any prettier. “Then I’ll force myself onto you Gray. But you should have the goodwill to aid your mistress at this time. Lord Julius and I gave you a home, food, treated you like a human being and now I am in need.”

Treated like a human being? Gray wanted to slap her in the face. He was treated like anything but a human being. He was always the family scumbag, the one who earns the punches when Julius is angry, the one who does the work of four house servants because his mistress is a petty bitch who doesn’t like when coins go out of her purse.

“Isn’t this going against Lord Julius?” Gray smirked.

Her face became red. “Don’t come to judge me about morality you little shit. I have waited countless years hoping for my own child, and if my husband cannot give me one, I’ll get one by any means necessary. Besides, everything will be done in secret. Once the child is born no one will know you

are the father. You don’t have to worry about it either. Now…” she lay on the bed, spread her legs, and gripped the edges of her skirt. “Come here before I drag you in here.”

Ahh…but what’s the fun in that?

Gray kept smirking but walked over to her.

“Have you had sex before?” Andria asked, still gripping the hem of her dress.

“No.”

“What a pity. I thought that girl Sia had already done it with you.”

Gray was surprised she had thought of it that way. Then again…they were both the right age. Sia spent an awful lot of time with him, and it was no wonder anyone would get that idea.

Andria lifted her skirt to her thighs, then looked at Gray again. “I can’t believe I’m going to show this to-”

But Gray got impatient. The way she lifted the dress had given him a little erection under his pants. He pulled the entire thing up till her navel, and he feasted his eyes over the sight.

My mistress’s pussy…

It was hairy, a lighter shade of the red color of her hair. And with her legs spread, Gray clearly saw the pink outline of her vaginal lips which were already inviting enough.

“W-What are you doing?” Andria snapped, pushing back her skirt. She was sitting up in a flash and before Gray could even count the seconds, a slap landed on his face. It was meant to hurt, but Gray had taken better punches and slaps than that. It only made him grin. He turned to Andria, still grinning.

“Ah mistress, you don’t even shave.”

The little moonlight escaping through the closed curtains of the window cast a nice glow on her red face.

“Get out of the room!” she snapped.

“Should I?” Gray asked innocently. “If I do, you’ll never have a child. You’ll always have to be with Lord Julius in this lonely house, wondering when your pathetic sex life will grant you a child.”

Andria was heaving, and each time her chest went up and down Gray chuckled inwardly. Finally, this was what the fairy meant by revenge. He could humiliate the people who decided to humiliate him. He was no longer their little slave.

“Lie down on the bed,” Gray said. “Then spread your legs. I’ll be kind enough to give you my seed.”

“You bastard!!” she grunted, but she lay down. “I can’t believe I-”

Gray pushed up the skirt, and this time there was no resistance. “Hold it.”

Andrea gave another curse but gripped the edges of her skirt, giving Gray a good view of her bottomless figure. Her thighs were good, and her legs held evidence that they hadn’t been used for any hard work for a long time.

“Alright,” Gray grinned, then brought two fingers to her pussy lips.

“Wait, what are you doing? Ah-” the moment Gray’s fingers touched her skin she gave a light moan.

“This is my first time seeing a woman’s thing so close up,” Gray pushed the lips, looking at the cavity that was leaking out little drops of wetness. “This is the best day of my life.”

“Just stick it in!” Andria snapped, but the redness in her face had turned to a deep blush. “Your job is to cum inside it not to admire it.”

“I know what I should do,” Gray smiled as he unbuckled his pants. “Now, spread your legs wide mistress. You are about to have my baby.”

“I told you-”

“Yes, you want my baby,” Gray probed around her vagina, drawing moans whenever the edge of his penis touched her lips. “And don’t worry, I’ll give you one.”

He grinned as he found the hole, and then he slowly slid it in.

He lost his virginity, and he liked it.