Jack pov
Kim is moaning loudly as my cock slips in and out of her drenched pussy. I lift her legs further, my arms hooked around the backs of her knees. My cock is buried entirely inside of her and I grind it into her, wanting to fill her completely. She grits her teeth together as an orgasm blasts through her body. I feel her cunt grip my cock tightly. I continue fucking her through it, not relenting.
"Oh, it's too much," she moans, twisting her body below me, fighting against the ropes. "Too much, too much," she chants distantly as she pants for breath.
I sit up on my legs, pushing my knees to either side of her butt, and lift her legs up to my shoulders. I wrap my arms around her thighs, holding her hips off of the bed slightly, and thrust into her. I look down between her slightly parted thighs and see my cock buried deep inside of her, moving out halfway, then sliding back in to her sopping wet pussy. She grunts as my cock slams into her, my hips smacking against the backs of her thighs.
I lean forward slightly, moving faster, my body straining, trying to bury my cock deep inside of her. The bed squeaks loudly below her as I pound into her. She's squealing loudly. I push her legs down to her chest, folding her body in half, my cock smashing against the depths of her womb. I'm lost in the feel of her pussy squeezing my cock tightly, her body vibrating below me as another orgasm crashes through her. I lose control, madly fucking her, thrusting the entire length of my cock in and out of her, holding her legs against her chest, her arms straining at the ropes, every muscle in my body tight, pushing down into her, pushing deeper, harder, the headboard slamming loudly against the wall, her ecstatic screams piercing my ears, sliding along her wet cunt walls, gripping my cock, pulling me deeper, thrusting, exploding inside of her.
I grunt noisily, my teeth clenched, as I cum deep into her, the semen bursting from my cock. My body bucks with the orgasm, my hips jerking against her butt, squirting into the back of her womb. I bash the headboard against the wall once more as I push into her hard, forcing the semen into her. Then, I let go of her legs and fall onto her chest. Her legs drop to her sides, my body jerking uncontrollably between her spread thighs. She's moaning noisily as she gasps for breath. I sluggishly pull my body onto her further, wanting to press into her deeply, allowing the semen to leak into her. My chest pushes down on her as I gasp for air.
"Oh, God, I'm gonna be sore," she moans into my ear. I'm still idly grinding into her, feeling the last of the semen drip into her. She lifts her legs, folds them loosely around my waist, and slides them down my legs, caressing me. Her hips rock below me as her orgasms dissipate. I push myself onto my elbows to look down at her face. Her face is flushed red and damp with sweat.
"This seems like it's so wrong, but it feels so good," she groans with a sigh.
"Oh, Kim, there is no right or wrong, no good or evil. There is only action. Once you understand that you will move beyond right and wrong, beyond good and evil, then you will be the perfect mother for my child."
"What?" she asks, her head snapping up to face me.
"I have done what was needed. Hopefully, you will now become pregnant."
"You came here to get me pregnant?" she asks.
"Yes. I need to pass my seed forward. I must have a child to continue what I have begun. You must have my...our child."
"Did you know I was ovulating today?" she asks, hesitantly.
"Yes, that is why I picked today. I know you stopped taking your birth control, probably hoping to get pregnant by your husband, but he is too busy with his mistress. Now, you can give birth to a child far superior to any other. You can devote your life to insuring that he fulfills his exceptional potential. Let your wealth give him a good education and teach him what I have told you today, what you know to be true, and he could be the greatest man to ever live." I slide my body back and off of her, my cock falling from her. "I must go now."
"Where are you going?" she asks, and then quickly adds, "When will I see you again?"
I step off of the bed and walk to the nightstand. I begin dressing. "If you do not become pregnant you may see me soon. I will be watching you, so I will know if you are pregnant. If you are pregnant you may never see me again, but I will always be near."
"I need to see you again," she says. "I need to talk to you."
"Kim, you don't need me. You know all that you need to know. You will have our child. That is enough. That is more than any other human being has ever had." I sit on the side of the bed and put on my socks and shoes.
"Please come see me again. I will have our baby, just come see me again." As I finish putting my shoes on, I turn to her. I almost feel compassion for her. I would like to see her again. I would like to fuck her again. But, I've got too much to do.
"Perhaps," I mutter, leaning over her face. "Perhaps I will." I kiss her softly on the lips. "Take care of our child." I kiss her again. "I will be near." I kiss her once more. Her mouth opens to me and I kiss her deeply.
I separate from her and stand from the bed. I retrieve the ski mask from the bag and pull it over my head. I take the knife from the bag and walk towards the bed. I cut the rope holding her right hand to the bed. I turn and run from the room, stuffing the knife back into the bag. I run down the stairs and out the back door, closing it locked behind me. I sprint through the backyard and vault over the fence. When I hit the ground I pull off the ski mask and stuff it back into the bag. I walk quickly to my parked car, hoping that I can mix in well with the lunchtime crowd and get home without being noticed.
As I walk through the woods, my mind pictures the egg inside Kim womb. I see one of my millions of sperm squirming into it. I see my child growing inside of her, soon to be the most extraordinary being to exist on this planet. Then, my mind turns to her, to Kim. I feel an unusual weight in my chest as I walk further from her home. I see her lying on the bed, removing the blindfold, and untying her tethered hand. She runs after me, but I'm already gone. I clench my fists, fighting back the melancholy. She's such an extraordinary woman. I don't have time for this. I have work to do. And there's so little time, so very little time, when you're more than human. I marry her the following months with her swelling belly.