Belle's Ring
mc; mg; Mdom; preg; caution
Belle found her eighth-year check-up to be different than the ones she'd had before. First of all, her step-father had taken her, not her mother. Her mother hadn't left the house since she'd come back from her honeymoon. Then her step-father had helped her undress.
She'd sat on the examination table while he removed her shoes and socks. Belle had stood when he pulled her dress over her shoulders, and was still standing when her step-father surprised her by removing her panties, leaving her naked.
Belle had been about to protest when the doctor arrived. The doctor not Belle's usual pediatrician. This doctor didn't begin with a chatter to make Belle feel at ease. Instead he helped Belle's step-father put her up on the table, and then secured her body to it before Belle thought to question him.
After that, the first half of the check up seemed normal enough. At least until the doctor brought out the needles. They were at least six inches long and seemed to glisten in the light of the exam room. She'd screamed. And that was when they brought out the ring.
"Look at this ring, Belle," her father said softly.
It looked more like a washer than a ring, silver, about an inch or so wide with a half inch hole. There was some copper wire tracing in a pattern that Belle couldn't stop trying to follow as it was held up near her eyes. There were eight little jewels that twinkled in the light of the examination room. Belle couldn't take her eyes off it.
She felt the first needle enter the back of her head but she couldn't move or couldn't say anything. Her eyes were stuck on the ring. A second needle went into the back of her head but Belle did nothing. Then a third. Finally the three needles withdrew and her step-father took the ring away from her eyes.
"The ring controls you now, Belle," her step father said. "We're going to put the ring inside you, around your cervix. You won't be able to resist at all, just like your naked, pregnant mother can't. We're going to make sure you keep it in you until your labor day."
She'd left the doctor's office in the same school dress that she'd entered it, but her panties had been left behind. It wasn't until they'd stopped at a stop light that Belle discovered what the ring was doing to her. She felt a trickle of wetness emerge from her slit. She blushed, as warmth spread from it.
For the first time since they had left the doctor's office, her step-father spoke. "Getting a little wet and warm?" he asked.
"Yes," Belle replied, as a wet spot formed on her seat. "I think I just peed."
"No, I'm sure you didn't pee," her step-father said. "Your ring is just making you ready."
As they pulled away from the stoplight, turning into the neighborhood, Belle trembled, as an unfamiliar powerful feeling spread from between her legs. She felt an uncontrollable urge to lift her dress and begin to feel between her legs. By the time they pulled up to their house, she was moaning as she sat in a puddle of her juices on the leather seat.
Her step-father came around to her side of the car, opened the door and picked her up. Belle didn't stop feeling her wet pussy as she was carried into the house. The door was held open by her fourteen-year-old step-brother, Adam, but Belle barely noticed, as in her stroking of her pussy, she sought something more, something that she felt was just out of her reach.
"Is Belle ready?" Adam asked as Belle's feet were set onto the floor. She could barely stand, with the feelings coursing through her body.
"She's a slave to her urges now, just like your step-mother," her step-father said, pulling Belle's dress over her head, leaving her in nothing but her socks and shoes. "I expect you to take care of them."
"Yes Dad!" Adam proclaimed.
The next thing Belle knew, she was downstairs in the recreation room, laying on one of the special tables as Adam pounded into her pussy with his cock. Over and over she reached her peak, until Adam could go no more. Only when he withdrew, could she think and look around the room.
Her mother was getting up from her own table, carefully, given her pregnancy-swollen form. Her step-father's seed leaked from her and Belle knew that her mother only had an hour or so before her step-father returned her mother to this room. Belle eased off the table herself, catching her image in a full length mirror.
Her step-brother's seed was leaking from her naked body, just like her step-father's leaked from her mother. She wondered how long it would take Adam to recharge and fill her again. She craved the feeling of him pounding into her bare pussy. The thought passed her mind that maybe she should get dressed but a pulse of pleasure from her ring ended that. Why would she hide her body and delay Adam from entering her wet sex?
She followed her mother upstairs, passing where her backpack leaned against the wall. It reminded her of school and the fact that she had homework. Then the ring pulsed. Pleasure spread through her body, chasing away the thought of school. Instead she had to feel her body, to keep herself ready for Adam.
Belle now knew what the ring was for. It was to make her feel good and ready for Adam. She was Adam's now, thanks to the ring.
Belle never returned to school. The ring didn't allow her to get ready for school. She was too busy being ready for Adam. The ring stayed inside her until she had Adam's baby, the first time, coming out resting on her baby girl's head. The doctor put it right back in her, as soon as the afterbirth was expelled, insuring that she'd never stop letting Adam fill her little body.
