You were only an inexperienced virgin who knew nothing about sex, and I was a much older man who knew much more than you did. Which only made it worse, or so you thought. Since it would be obvious you just didn’t know what you were doing. You'd only met me once prior to our wedding day and you thought I seemed nice enough, and handsome.
But you were worried that I was going to hurt you, and since you'd be my wife you could do nothing but obey and take it. Women didn’t really have rights in our society. You belonged to me, I owned your body and everything else. If I decided I wanted to get you pregnant on our wedding night, there was nothing you could do about it but let me fill your fertile cunt with my potent seed. And to your surprise... You would actually find yourself begging for it.
Another part of you almost felt excited and like you were anticipating this night as well. You wanted to feel my large hands all over your dainty body. And my muscled, strong arms wrapped around your petite frame, owning you, loving you... Breeding you.
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