THE SURROGATE

Your wife has wanted to reproduce but she is too thin, unhealthy and fraile for pregnancy so she has found a surrogate. she showed you the photo of the woman she chose and told you that she wants you to meet her. you agree. but when you meet her, she looks nothing like her photos. she tells you the photo is old. she is very calm, unlike your wife. she speaks deliberately and is very comfortable in her skin. she has control of the conversation and the room effortlessly. she exudes confidence. the contract has been signed, this is the woman who will carry your spawn but there are a few things she wants to discuss, some options. she tells you that if she is artificially inseminated, she receives a certain rate but if the conception is done naturally, she receives more. so, she wants you to fill her womb with your sperm, she wants to collect it with her vagina. your head is swimming, and you feel so helpless and lost. you know your insecure, damaged wife will be upset if you touch another woman, even if it is to give her what she wants, but it's like you're under a spell. your cock is so hard. you say yes and lie down on the bed. she removes her clothes and climbs on top of you, then you see it. her tattoo, an upside-down cross. your heart pounds, you couldn't remember your wife's name if she were standing in front of you. the surrogate tells you there will be no conception, no reproduction. what? you and your wife should really read the fine print before you sign something. you didn't offer her your sperm in exchange for her rate, you offered her your souls.she tells you she is going to feed off you, off your fragile wife. she will consume your souls then drain you financially. she will never stop until you are empty and lifeless. she climbs on your cock and rides it. you belong to her now.