----

When I woke up it was midday, and Jessica was sitting on my bed, looking concerned.

"How are you feeling?" she asked me.

Unable to talk I simply nodded.

I felt better, though my head hurt and I was tired. I didn't feel sick anymore, but Jessica said that Merle would take me into town so that I could see the doctor.

I didn't want to, but she insisted, saying that she knew I had been feeling sick for a few days now, and I couldn't argue anymore.

The drive into town was mercifully short and Merle was preoccupied with a long list of supplies he had to get, so he mostly ignored me which was fine by me.

After he dropped me near the doctor's office I checked in and I sat in the waiting room for a while until they called my name. The doctor was an old, grumpy looking man, who looked at me once, asked me what my symptoms were and then he told me to go pee in a cup before he sent me to the waiting room once more.

I waited almost an hour before he called me again, and once I entered his office he looked at me almost angrily.

"Miss Hill, you are pregnant." he said as he looked at a slip of paper.

And as he did I felt a cold sensation running down my back and I frozen in place, unable to even breath.

"Did you hear me, miss Hill?" he asked me a moment later, his face silently judging me.

Unable to speak I simply nodded, though my mind refused to accept what he had said.

"Are... are you sure?" I managed to ask a moment later.

"Of course I am." he answered almost instantly.

Then he looked at me, chuckling in anger and he shook his head.

"I don't know what is wrong with you kids... you think sex is all game and that there will be no consequences. You never use protection... Well, there you have the consequences... You are way too young to be pregnant, miss Hill..." he ranted as I looked at him incredulous.

Unable to hold his gaze, I looked away as I felt my face turning a deep shade of red.

"Do you know who the father is, at least?" he asked me a moment later.

Of course I knew, but I couldn't tell him it was my brother. Instead I shook my head, hoping that he wouldn't ask me again.

The doctor chuckled softly as he looked at me disapprovingly, and for a moment I thought he was almost enjoying my suffering.

"Miss Hill, as I said... you are too young to be pregnant, to be a mother..." he said and I nodded silently.

"There are options though. You can have an abortion if you like, or give the baby up for adoption once it's born." he said.

It, he had said, but it wasn't an it, it was a she. Somehow I knew that much, and as I laid my hand over my belly I started sobbing softly.

"Or you can keep it. That is up to you. We well have to run some tests, just to be sure of yours and the baby's health, and I recommend you see an obstetrician soon." he finished.

After that he started writing orders in a little notebook and once he was done he gave them to me. Before I knew what was happening, he accompanied to the door, almost pushing me out of the room and then he closed the door behind me.

Once outside I stood paralyzed for a second as people in the waiting room started looking at me.

I my mind, they all knew I was pregnant, impossible as it might be, and as their eyes met mine I could feel them judging me silently.

It soon became too much, and I ran into the bathroom before I locked the door behind me.

Once alone, I started crying as quietly as I could while I clutched my belly. Panic quickly filled my mind as I didn't know what I was going to do, and as the world around me started to crumble I felt a pain in my chest that just wouldn't go away.

----

Merle picked me up almost an hour later, time enough that I managed to stop crying. Before I left I washed my face as best as I could and I prayed that he wouldn't notice how puffy it was.

As I climbed into his pickup truck I looked at him, suddenly terrified that he would just look at me and know, but he simply asked me how I was feeling as he smiled warmly.

"I am fine... it's... just a stomach bug..." I lied.

He looked at me for a second, his eyes locked onto mine, and then he nodded.

"Good, you just need to rest then." he said as he smiled.

A moment later the turned on his truck and he drove away, taking us back to the farm

----

Once we were back I went straight into my room, saying I needed to rest. I could tell Jessica wanted to ask me something, but I rushed past her as I ran upstairs. Once inside my room I closed and then locked the door behind me.

I was exhausted, but as I laid on my bed I couldn't stop thinking. The doctors words rang inside my head over and over again, and the more I thought about what to do the more I panicked.

Burying my face in my pillow I started crying as I trembled in anguish.

Finally, though, a few hours later exhaustion won and I managed to fall into a restless sleep.

It didn't last long though, as I woke up in the middle of the night, desperately needing to pee.

Groaning, I got up and left my room, moving quietly along the hallway so as to not wake anyone up, and then I returned to my room. Once there I laid back against the door and I started sobbing softly.

"I'm pregnant..." I said, my voice barely a whisper.

And as I said it I felt a shiver running down my back that felt me feeling cold and vulnerable.

Without thinking, I striped off my clothes and I moved in front of my mirror.

Once there I just looked at myself for a while. I had done it a thousand times before, usually comparing myself against Jessica. Were her body was all curves mine was flat and childlike. While her breasts were full and round, mine were tiny and almost flat. She was a woman, and I never felt like one.

And as I looked at myself, I thought that I looked like I always had, nothing had changed. And then I looked at my belly and I realized that she was there. She was tiny, at least now, but she was inside of me.

And despite how silly it sounded, even to me, I was sure she was a girl. My daughter. Merle's daughter...

It took me a while, but did I managed to fall sleep again, and though this time I had a dream, when I woke up I couldn't remember what it was about. Which was probably for the better, I thought to myself.

In the morning I felt tired and cranky. My stomach was churning painfully inside of me, just like it had done the previous mornings, but this time I sat on my bed and I concentrated on breathing slowly trough my mouth and I managed not to puke.

Fearing that breakfast was a bad idea, I changed into my clothes and I headed into the barn without talking to anyone.

I wanted to avoid Merle and Jessica as much as I could, fearing they would see me and somehow know something was wrong, and working was the best way to do it.

Just like before, I launched myself into work, trying to occupy my mind as much as I could, but it wasn't easy.

Every day that passed meant a day less for Jessica, and now that I was pregnant the idea of losing her felt devastating. I did my best to push the idea away, but it was becoming impossible and I spent a lot of time just crying as I thought about her.

I also tried to stay away from Merle and Jessica, thinking it would be best if they didn't saw me like that as they would surely get suspicious.

But it was hard. I wanted to talk to them, to tell them I was pregnant. They were my only family and I felt awful for keeping it a secret from them.

But I also feared what they might say, and no matter how much it hurt, I knew I wasn't ready to tell them, not yet at least.

Instead I pushed them away whenever they asked, simply lying or ignoring their questions. I knew they were worried about me, especially Jessica, but I didn't want her to feel worried.

In a way, now that I was pregnant, I felt she was betraying me. She was going to get snuffed and I was going to stay behind, alone with my baby, and the idea of raising her on my own was terrifying.

It didn't matter that she didn't knew about my baby, in my mind it didn't.

And as the days passed and I got more and more depressed, I started thinking about my own death. Whenever I stopped to rest in the barn, or while I laid awake at night, the idea would come to me until it was the only thing I could think off.

I had my own fantasy, a way I wanted Merle to snuff me when the time came, and sometimes it was all I could think off. I was terrified by it, but drawn towards it nonetheless, like a moth to a flame.

Weeks passed, and I did my best to stay away from them. I always skipped breakfast and went straight to bed at night, but I had to eat at some point, and we usually had lunch together.

On that day I was already feeling tired and depressed, but thankfully Jessica and Merle, though looking worried, left me alone.
They did talk among themselves though, and once we sat on the table Jessica looked anxiously at Merle and she asked him one more time.

"Okay, are you going to tell me how you are going to snuff me now?" she asked, almost angry.

Merle looked at her, smiling mischievously like he usually did when she asked, but this time he nodded.

"Okay, since you ask so nicely. I am going to hang you..." he said.

Jessica looked at him blankly for a second, probably expecting a different answer and then she shook her head.

"Hanging, that's it?" she said, sounding disappointed.

Merle nodded once, and then he looked at Jessica as I started to feel sick at the image of my sister handing from a noose.

"But, before you get all angry like you always do, let me tell you the rest. See, I am going to hang you and while I do I am going to fuck you, right? And then once you pass out I will pull you down and wake you up. Over and over again." he said enthusiastically as Jessica looked at him, her eyes full of excitement.

"And you won't know when it will be the last time, when I will just leave you up until you die. You will have to choose when to cum without knowing when, fearing that maybe you have more time, or maybe you don't and if you don't, you might die without cumming..." he continued.

Once he finished Jessica looked at him silently for a moment. Her mouth hug slightly open and she looked shocked, but slowly she started smiling as she nodded her head.

"Damn... that sounds... fuck..." she said as her breathing became fast and ragged.

Merle, meanwhile, was smiling mischievously again.

But I couldn't take it anymore, and the idea of them talking about her death so casually made me feel ill. Suddenly I felt that salty taste in my mouth that told me I was going to puke.

"When will you do it?" Jessica asked, sounding anxious.

Desperate not to puke in front of them, I quickly got up and carried my dishes towards the sink before I walked away from the kitchen, as fast as I could without actually running.

"Soon..." I heard Merle saying before I managed to leave.

And as he did I felt my blood freezing inside of me as tears streamed down my face.

I made it to the bathroom in time, closing the door behind me before I dropped into my knees and then I hung my head over the toilet. A second later my stomach cramped painfully inside of me and I was puking my lunch out until there was nothing left.

Hoping that they wouldn't hear me, I opened up the tap and let the water run.

Then I rested my head onto the toilet seat and I started crying, because my sister was going to die and she was going to leave me alone with my baby.

And as I cried, I laid my hand on my stomach and I tough about my own death once more.

----

That night I woke up in the middle of the night again, needing to pee. Like before, I made my way silently towards the bathroom and once I was done I stood outside the bathroom door, enjoying the silence.

Jessica's door was next to mine, to my left, and to my right, at the end of the hallway was Merle's room.

Suddenly I didn't want to sleep alone anymore, and without thinking I made my way towards his room, entering without knocking. Merle was sleeping alone, thankfully, something that I hadn't considered before I entered, and as I closed the door behind me, he woke up and looked at me in surprise.

He didn't say anything, for which I was thankful, and as he watched me I started undressing, pulling off my tshirt and my panties before I dropped them on the floor.

Once I was naked I felt vulnerable and afraid under his gaze, and I realized I was unconsciously covering myself.

Pulling my hands away I stood still as Merle sat on the bed and he looked at me quietly.

Then, taking a deep breath, I climbed on the bed and I crawled towards him, before I laid next to him

"Make love to me... please..." I begged.

My brother looked at me for a second before he nodded, his face serious.

Then he crawled onto me, caressing my body with his calloused hands before he finally made love to me. And as he did, he moved slowly and tenderly while I moaned in pleasure. He took his time, giving me time to enjoy myself, but suddenly I started sobbing and he stopped.

"Please.. don't stop..." I begged him, and though he looked confused he started once more.

It took me a while, but lowly I felt my body responding and it became hot and feverish with lust. The tension of the past few days disappeared, if only for a moment, and I felt myself lost in a sea of pleasure as he started going faster.

I was close, and as I readied myself for my orgasm and wrapped my arms round his neck and my legs around his hips, pulling him closer. He knew what it meant, and as he picked up his pace I held my breath and waited.

Suddenly the world around me exploded and I was gasping for air. My body was tingling with electricity and as I closed my eyes colored light danced in front of my eyes in a sight so beautiful that I started crying once more.

A moment later I felt my orgasm fading away and when it did Merle finally came, burying his cock deep within me before he came. Jets of cum flooded my pussy, one after the other as I trembled.

Once he had finished, he tried to pull back but I didn't let him go, and instead he laid on top of me, his cock still inside of my pussy.

"I am sorry..." I managed to say as I cried softly.

But Merle simply shushed me as he laid on top of me, his hands caressing me softly along my back and my hair.

We stayed like that for a while, and though his weight was crushing me and breathing was hard, I didn't want him to leave.

His body felt warm over me and the rhythm of his breath was soothing. I could also feel his cock getting softer inside of me, a sensation that was strange but not unpleasant, until it popped out and his cum started dropping out of me.

Only then I released him and he rolled to the side, resting his head in one hand as he looked at me, a puzzled look on his face.

I knew he wanted to ask me something, but he didn't. Instead he waited patiently, looking at me as he caressed my hair, looking worried.

And as he did I thought about her, our daughter, and I started crying once more.

"Hey, Andy, please... don't cry." Merle said a moment later.

I didn't want him to see me like that, so I wiped my face with the back of my hand and I looked away as I tried to think a way I could tell him the truth.

"Is this about Jess?" he asked me a moment later.

And though it wasn't the whole truth, I nodded once, feeling like a coward as I did.

"I know... I know it's hard for you, but she wants to do it. You know that..." he said a moment later.

And though that was true, it didn't make it any easier for me.

I would be the one that stayed behind, and neither Merle nor Jessica seem to realize that. And as I swallowed nervously I looked at Merle and I asked him the question I had always wanted to ask and never dared to.

"Why do you do it?" I asked him.

"Ah..." was all he managed before he fell silent.

Merle took his time, and as he did I knew he was searching for an answer, though I imagined it wasn't the first time someone asked him that question.

"Because you, all of you, want me to. But also because... I can, and I like it. It makes me feel... powerful." he said.

And as I nodded slowly, he looked away and he sighed loudly.

"Because all of you come to me, to submit, and I like to dominate. And giving up your life is the ultimate submission, and for me there is no feeling on this earth so powerful as the feeling of taking a life that was given to you."

It felt unnerving for him to call all of us you, to include me along the girls her had converted, the ones he would, but I kept quiet.

"I know that what I do... people would think I am crazy, but... Kaylee wanted me to do it. Your sister wants me to do it. And you... you want me to do it too, I know you do, but I also know you are scared of it and that is fine."

"You have tried girl meat, you have seen many girls go, you know what it feels to watch, to taste their flesh... we never forced you to do it, and yet..."

Unable to speak, I simply looked at him as he talked, and I got the feeling that it wasn't the first time he said those things.

"I... never forced one of you to do anything you didn't want to do." he said.

And as he did I remembered Kaylee and I wondered if she had regretted her decision in the end. In those last moments of her life, as she laid over the fire, the spit piercing her body, had she still wanted to become meat?

"You can't...." I whispered.

Suddenly Merle looked at m, his face twisting in confusion.

"You can't know that. Maybe at the end... they... how can you be sure what they thought at the end? No one can..." I said, my voice slow and quiet.

I could see Merle thinking behind his eyes. He looked angry for a minute, and then he looked away as he shook his head.

"They don't, they know what will happen before we start. They want it..." he said, almost as if he was trying to reassure himself.

But deep down I asked myself the same question again. How could he know what they thought just before they died. And the answer was the same as before, he couldn't.

"What I am trying to say is that... I am not broken, or crazy, its... just the way I am. They way you are too. People would think you are crazy for doing the things you do... But after all this years I stopped caring what people think of me, or that they think is right or wrong. I never forced any of you to do anything." he said.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at me and then he sighed loudly.

"Even when I ordered you, it was your decision to obey, to submit..." he added almost to himself.

"And I don't think there is anything wrong with doing what you want..." he finally added as he shook his head.

When he finished he looked at me, and then he pulled my body towards his before he hugged me tightly.

"Everything is going to be fine..." he whispered into my ears.

But as I buried my head against his chest, I knew it wouldn't.

----

The next morning I woke up alone in Merle's bed. It would have been nice to lay in bed with him for a while, but since that wasn't an option, I dragged myself out of bed. Groaning, I made my way towards the bathroom to wash my face and pee and then I went downstairs, into the kitchen.

Merle was having bacon and eggs for breakfast, and though the smell alone was enough to make my stomach rumble inside of me, I managed not to puke.

Trying to ignore the smell, I served myself a cup of tea and I sat next to him.

As I did he looked at me as if he wanted to say something, and it was obvious that he was worried about me, but thankfully he didn't.

It took me a while to gather the courage I needed to speak, and as I did Merle ate in silence, thought I could see him looking at me from time to time.

"Jess?" I finally asked.

"She went into town early, she had a few errands to do and she wanted to say goodbye to a couple of friends." he said.

I nodded slowly, unable to look at him.

"I... was thinking... I want..." I started and then I stopped.

My mouth was dry and I felt a knot forming in my throat. Hoping it would help I took a sip from my tea. It was hot and sweet, and as it traveled down my throat it made me fill warm.

"I want to go... before Jess..." I finally blurted out.

Once I said it, Merle looked at me, his face filled with sadness.

"Is this because Jessica is going to get snuffed?" he asked me.

The way he said it sounded almost like an accident, which only made me feel even worse. Unable to hold his gaze, I looked at my tea as I swallowed nervously.

"No..." I managed to say, but I didn't seem to convince him.

Merle took a deep breath and he leaned back into his chair before he shook his head.

"If this is about Jessica I... I don't think it's the right reason, Andy..." he said a moment later.

But suddenly I was angry and I looked into his eyes before I answered.

"Well, it's not... I changed my mind... after seeing Kaylee. Okay?" I said, almost shouting.

Merle looked at me, his face filled with shock. I never shouted, much less at him, and it must have caught him by surprise.

But despite my outburst, he looked at me and then waited, waiting for my anger to fade away.

"I just... want you to... snuff me... that's all..." I said almost meekly.

And as I did, Merle looked at me in silence. I could feel his eyes, boring into me until I started fidgeting in my chair, though this time I managed not to look away.

Then he took a deep breath and he grabbed my hand before he sighed slowly.

"When do you want to do it?" he asked me.

"Tonight..." I whispered a second later.

I expected him to say something, to try to convince me not too, as it was obvious I was lying. I didn't know what I would have done if he had. But he didn't and instead he nodded once more and then he looked towards the counter, where the knife block was.

"You once told me your fantasy, how you imagined it. Did you change your mind?" he asked me a moment later.

Unable to talk, I simply shook my head and I took another sip from my tea.

"I... don't tell Jessica... please..." I said, my voice barely a whisper.

Merle looked doubtful for a second before he gave me a sad smile and then he squeezed my hand.

"I know, I won't..." he said.

After that he got up, placed the dishes in the sink and he walked away without another word.

And once I was alone, I felt the weight of my decision finally falling onto me. I started trembling as tears streamed down my face, and unable to move I simply sat there, alone in the kitchen, as I cried.

----

I spent the rest of the day working in the barn, trying to forget what I had just done, but it was impossible.

Whenever I stopped, even for a second, my mind would wander off and I would start panicking. But I was tired of being scared, and for once I just wanted it to end.

Instead I pushed on, working as hard as I could, until night fell and it was time to have dinner.

Feeling exhausted, and covered in sweat and filth, I made my way into the bathroom and I took a long shower, staying under the almost boiling hot water until my skin had turned a bright red color.

By the time I got out the bathroom was filled with fog and it was so thick that the door was lost in it. I made my towards the sink, and then I wiped the mirror with my hand before I looked at myself.

I didn't want to cry anymore, or maybe I simply couldn't. I was terrified, though, of what would happen, what Merle would do to me, but the fear of staying behind, of seeing Jessica go, of having the baby alone was stronger.

But as I thought about her, I felt inundated with sadness and tears streamed down my face.

"I am sorry..." I said to her, but I knew it wasn't enough.

----

After I managed to calm down, I dressed and went into the kitchen.

Jessica and Merle were talking among themselves as they waited for me, and once they saw me Jessica smiled warmly.

"Feeling better?" she asked me as she pointed at the seat next to her.

Fearing my voice would crack, I simply nodded and we all started eating.

I barely touched my plate, though, as I felt too nervous and I was afraid I would puke it I ate something. Instead I picked at my food, telling Jessica I was probably still a bit sick when she asked, and then dinner was over and I went upstairs, happy that it was over.

Jessica had stayed behind to do the dishes, and I made my way into Merle's room.

Once inside, I closed the door and I waited. I didn't turn on the lights though, as there was plenty of light coming from the window. Outside it was full moon, and thought there were a few clouds above us, I could see plenty of starts in the night sky.

I stood like that until Merle arrived, and when he closed the door behind him, he kicked of his shoes and he hugged me from behind.

I was tired, but I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep. Despite that I let him take me to his bed, thinking about all the others girls that had passed by it, and some of them, just like me, on their last night.

Closing my eyes I thought about what was going to happen next, and how scared I was, more than what I dared admit. And as I laid on the bed I felt Merle's hands roaming my body. His touch was gentle and slow, though, almost as if he was afraid I would break, but it was enough.

Slowly, I felt myself relaxing under his touch, until my body started burning.

Opening my eyes I looked at him and for just a moment my fear was gone, replaced for a much more primal feeling of lust that I couldn't control.

"Fuck me... please..." I begged him, my voice almost a moan.

Merle nodded once and then he got of the bed, striping all of his clothes in a second before he returned.

Then it was my turn, and he undressed me quickly and roughly, almost ripping my clothes off in his rush.

Once I was naked, he stopped, looking at me with hunger in his eyes and I felt a shiver running down my back.

"You want me to fuck you?" he asked me as he stroked his cock with one hand.

As he did I felt his eyes moving over my body. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze, almost defenseless, but that time the feeling only added to my arousal.

Pulling my legs apart to show him my pussy, I nodded weakly and he wasted no time.

He moved forwards, hanging his body over mine as he guided his cock to my pussy with the other. There was no foreplay, no time for me to get ready. A second later I felt him moving forwards, burying his cock into my pussy as I gasped in pain.

Despite my arousal I wasn't ready for him, not yet, and as pain flooded my mind I felt him stretching my pussy until it was full and his hips were resting against mine.

"Fuck me..." I pleaded, not knowing why.

And he did. A moment later he pulled back, almost all the way out of my pussy and he started fucking me. His trusts were savage, each faster and harder than the last, and soon I was bouncing on the bed under his assault, moaning loudly.

I hurt, but it didn't matter, I was burning for release and soon pain and pleasure mixed inside of my mind until I couldn't tell them apart and I lost myself in it.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, his voice low and guttural.

Unable to speak I simply nodded, which only made him move faster.

His hands, though, didn't say idle. Soon they were running over my body and my breasts, fondling them roughly until they started to hurt.

As I gritted my teeth, I felt him grabbing my nipples and he stared rolling them between his fingers, pinching and pulling from them until tears were streaming down my face.

"You like the pain..." he said a moment later.

He wasn't asking, he was just stating a fact, and I saw no reason to deny it as I was moaning loudly by then.

Desperate for release I wrapped my legs around his hips and I pulled him deeper into me, grinding my own hips against him in an effort to cum

But before I could his hands left my breasts and he grabbed my neck, clamping lightly around it.

I gasped, more in surprise than in pain, and I looked into his eyes.

Merle looked back, his eyes wide and alert, and then he started squeezing, slowly choking me.

If I were Jessica I would have probably cummed right then, but I wasn't, and he knew I wouldn't be able to cum before I passed out. Almost as if to prove he knew, he squeezed a little tighter, his fingers digging painfully under my jaw as I opened my mouth in a desperate attempt to breath.

I was close, so close that it hurt, but before I could cum I felt my vision closing as my head started pounding painfully.

Before I was gone I tried to plead for him to release me, but the only thing I managed was a broken croak and his only response was to keep pounding me against his bed.

----

When I came back I felt pain, lots of it.

I was laying down on my chest, my head hanging of the bed, and behind me Merle was fucking me savagely.

At some point he must have tied my hands behind my back, and I had a ball gag in my mouth. It was big, and my jaw was already aching from it as drool dripped around it and onto the floor below me.

But despite the pain and the uncomfortable position, I was still close, and my body still burned in arousal.

Once more I started grinding my hips as best as I could, hoping to cum. But before I could I felt his hand slapping my ass, so hard that I started screaming in agony as I bit the gag so hard that my teeth started hurting.

A second later another blow landed and my ass tingled painful, almost as if it were on fire.

Suddenly I was crying, but not from the pain. I felt frustrated, betrayed by him. I wanted to cum but I couldn't, and as he continued pounding me I felt tears streaming down my face.

And then, he simply pulled out of my pussy and he stopped.

I could hear him behind me, his breathing hard and fast as I moaned into my gag. My pussy felt sore and sticky, and as I trembled under him I readied my body for his return.

But he didn't, and instead I felt him spiting on my asshole before he smeared it with his thumb.

Suddenly I froze, every muscle in my body pulling at the same time as I tensed almost painfully.

Shaking my head I started moaning, pleading for him not to do it, but he didn't listen, and a moment later I felt his cock rubbing against my asshole.

Trembling even harder I tried to relax but I was panicking hard by then. Merle's cock was much too big for my asshole, and despite all the things he had done to me, we had never done anal sex.

But I was in no position to stop him this time, and once he was satisfied I felt him pushing his cock into my ass.

The sensation was strange at first, but it wasn't painful. I just felt the pressure of his cock against my asshole as I tried to resist, but it was useless. Slowly, he managed to overpower me and I felt the tip of his cock sliding into me and then I felt the pain.

And as it did my screams became louder and louder, but he simply ignored me, pushing himself deeper and deeper as he stretched my asshole for the first time.

There was no pleasure for me this time, just pure agony, and as I laid under him I hung my head down and I prayed for it to be over soon.

Merle, lost in his own world, was grunting softly behind me as he buried his cock into my virgin asshole. Despite my prayers my torture seemed to last forever, though, until suddenly I felt his hips resting on my ass and he stopped and he stood still.

I felt full, uncomfortably so, and the pain in my asshole was enormous. All I could do was try to relax as I breathed through my nose.

And just as the pain was starting to become manageable, I felt him pulling back. It felt horrible, almost as if he was pulling my bowels out along with his cock, but he didn't seem to care.

Like before, he pulled himself almost all the way out, until my sphincter was clamped tightly around his cock and then he started sodomizing me.

He was mercifully slow at first, though it was still incredibly painful and I could only moan in pain under his assault. As time went on, though, my asshole started to loosen up and the pain started to slowly fade away, leaving me with that uncomfortable feeling of fullness and a dull throbbing pain.

But as my asshole loosed up, he picked up his pace, slowly gaining speed until he was once more pounding me into the bed.

Muffled cries of pain filled the room as I flopped uselessly under him, and then he grabbed my hair and he pulled hard, bending my head back.

"I love you ass... it's so tight..." he whispered into my ears.

And despite the pain, the moment he said it I couldn't help but moan.

Once more, pain and pleasure mixed together in my mind and I lost myself in the sensation.

I felt hot and feverish, and despite the abuse I felt myself burning in lust. Once more I started grinding my hips, desperate for release and once more he slapped my ass, thought this time his blows were softer and I kept going despite the pain.

"Do you want to cum?" he whispered in my ears as he pulled my head back once more.

"Eeeeessss..." was all I managed.

I was close, so close that I feared I would go mad if I didn't cum.

Delirious with lust I started squirming under him as I squeezed my asshole tight around his cock, wanting to milk it for every ounce of pleasure I could. But I still couldn't cum, and behind me I could hear Merle's breathing becoming fast and erratic.

He was close too, and I knew he wouldn't wait for me.

Moaning desperately I pleaded for him to wait but it all came out as an unintelligible mumble.

And then I felt him grabbing my hair once more before he pulled me back, forcing my back, and my neck to bend until I feared they would simply snap in two. Then his other hand clamped around my neck and he squeezed hard.

Suddenly I couldn't move nor breathe, and the pain in my back became tremendous. But this time it felt different, and as he cocked me once more I felt my body responding.

"Cum for me..." he ordered me a second later, just before he buried himself into my asshole and he came.

Jet after jet of his cum splashed inside my bowels as a primal scream escaped his throat.

And as he did, I finally managed to cum.

My body tensed once more as every muscle pulled at the same time and I felt I would rip myself in two. My lungs were burning for air, but I couldn't breathe and as my orgasm finally reached its peak I felt a jolt of electricity running through my body, burning me from within.

Suddenly exhausted, I lost all my strength and I collapsed. Merle released me and I fell onto the bed as lights flashed in front of my eyes, and as I finally managed to breathe again I started sobbing.

It wasn't in pain, or sadness, but in joy. For the first time in weeks I was happy and all my problems seemed distant and unimportant. I wasn't pregnant, Jessica wasn't going to get snuffed and neither did I.

I wouldn't last forever, I told myself, but while it did I felt Merle dragging me along the bed as he placed a pillow under my head and then he hugged me from behind.

Moving his hips, he pulled his cock out of me and I felt my asshole gaping open as his cum dribbled slowly out of me.

And still bound and gagged, I felt him burying his head into my hair and I fell asleep, listening to his snoring.

----

When I woke up I felt tired and disoriented.

Merle was sitting on the bed next to me, already dressed, though the room was almost completely dark.

I felt cold, and as I looked outside all I could see was white. Shivering, I let Merle help me up and once I was standing I moved towards the window, my body aching with every step.

It must have started snowing at some point during the night, and as I looked around all I could see was a sea of white snow, covering everything.

Any other day I would have felt joy at the idea of a snow day, as it wasn't usual for the area to get snow, and especially so much, but I had little time to ponder on it.

As I looked, I felt Merle's hand on my neck and without saying a word he dragged me away from the window before he started pushing me in front of him.

Unable to resist, I did my best to follow him as we left his room and then made our way downstairs.

Once there, Merle stopped by the door, picking up a backpack and checking its contents as I looked around.

The house was completely silent, but I knew that Jessica was sleeping upstairs.

A part of me felt guilty for doing it this way, without saying goodbye, but I also knew I couldn't be able to do it if she was there, and she wouldn't want me to go alone.

Then Merle finished checking his backpack and he slipped it onto his back before he grabbed the back of my neck once more.

Then he stopped for a second and he looked at me.

I could feel his eyes roaming my body, from my painfully hard nipples, to my chest where my drool was dripping from my mouth, and then to my legs as I couldn't stop trembling, and as he did he smiled sadly for a moment.

I thought he was going to say something to me, but instead he opened the door and he pushed me once more.

I had been expecting the cold, but the moment I stepped outside and the freezing cold air washed over my naked body I almost cried.

Unable to cover myself, I started trembling even harder, but despite that, Merle simply pushed me outside. I was barefoot, and the moment I stepped out of the porch my feet sank into the snow until it reached my ankles.

Soon my body was covered in goose bumps and I was trembling uncontrollably as the cold air sucked my body's warmth away.

But Merle didn't seem to care, and as he pushed me along, we headed deeper into the forest.

Once we left the light from the house he turned on a small flashlight to lit our way, but it was mostly for him. Surrounded by darkness, we slowly made our way along the path I had done a thousand times before.

As the snow fell around us, the forest transformed from the place of refuge it had always been and into a strange, terrifying place, one that was deadly silent except from out footsteps.

I found the experience unnerving, but as Merle pushed me along there was nothing I could do about it.

Instead I looked ahead of me, knowing that at the end of the path was the clearing, were I would die, and suddenly I was trembling not from the cold, but in fear, and if not for his hand around my neck I would have ran away.

Soon my feet became numb from the cold. It was painful, like a million needles piercing into my flesh and I could feel my drool freezing on my chest.

Despite the cold and the fear, we soon made our way to the edge of the clearing, and Merle continued until we were standing halfway between it and the oak tree. We had been somewhat protected under the forest, but once in the clearing the snow was falling much harder.

As I stood trembling next to him, the snow slowly covered my body, melting and then running down my skin in icy rivulets.

Unable to feel my hands or my feet, I waited as Merle looked around.

Then, without warning he started pushing me once more and he lead me towards the tree.

Once there he stopped me with a quick pull on my neck and I stood still, trembling as I felt my body growing colder and colder.

Ignoring me, he took off his backpack and he dropped it onto the snow.

Then he turned me around I felt him pushing behind my knees with his boots. Unable to resist I folded my legs and I knelt on the snow. A moment later I felt his hand behind my head as he undid the gag from my mouth.

Grateful for that small mercy, I waited for him to pull it out and then I tried to close my mouth. It was painful, as my jaw felt sore after so many hours locked in place, but in the end I managed to do it.

Then Merle walked around me and he pulled his pants open, pulling out his cock.

I looked at it for a second before I leaned forwards and I took it into my mouth. The taste hit me almost instantly, a musky and awful taste that I knew came from my ass, but despite it I knew that stopping was not an option.

Instead I gave him a blowjob as best as I could despite my bonds, and as the snow slowly covered my body.

It wasn't a very good one, and I knew it, but despite that I could hear him moaning above me as I tried to swallow him deeper.

I thought he wanted to cum, but before he did he pushed me away and I looked at him in confusion, fearing I might have done something wrong.

But if I did, he didn't mention it, and instead he went to his backpack and I heard him pulling something out.

Then I felt his hand on my neck once more, and before I could realize what he was doing he pushed me face first onto the snow until I was laying in it.

Suddenly my face was buried in the snow and I couldn't breathe. I tried to get up, desperate to escape from it, but he simply kneeled on my back, pinning me in place as I struggled uselessly.

Then I felt his hands on my legs, pulling them back before he tied my feet together. He worked quickly and roughly, running the rope over my skin without worrying about how painful it felt.

It took only a minute, but by the time he released me I could feel my lungs burning for air. Unable to get up, I rolled over onto my back, gasping for air as I shivered uncontrollably, completely covered in snow.

Merle, meanwhile, simply looked at me as he stood with the other end of the rope in his hand.

From the floor he looked like a giant, and as I looked up into his eyes I was suddenly filled with a filling of dread.

Then he turned around and he threw the rope up and over one of the tree limbs above him. It feel back down a moment later, and he started pulling from it until I could feel the tension on my feet.

This was it, I thought to myself. I was going to die. But unlike Kaylee I was far from calm.

Suddenly I was sobbing and as I did he started dragging my body along the snow until I was under the rope, and then he simply hoisted me up, just like he had done in the barn.

Unable to resist I could only endure until I was hanging in the air. He kept pulling, though, until my head was level with his waist, and then he tied the lose end of the rope around another, smaller branch.

Once that was done he returned to me, looking at my body with a hunger that filled me with fear, and he grabbed my head.

I opened my mouth to scream but he shoved his cock in it before I could, and soon he was fucking my mouth roughly, like he had done with my ass not long ago.

The sensation was deeply uncomfortable and with every trust I felt his cock bumping against the back of my throat, making me gag.

Despite everything he had done to me along the years, he had never forced himself into my throat, and though I found the idea both painful and humiliating, I couldn't stop him.

Defenseless, I tried to relax as he started pushing harder and harder, but it was impossible. Soon I was gagging and retching as my stomach churned painful inside of me.

Merle ignored all that, moaning in lust as he continued to push, until suddenly I felt his cock moving deep into my throat, filling it completely.

Without warning I felt my stomach cramping painfully and I puked, though with my throat blocked by his cock the only place for it to go was my lungs. The burning liquid filled them in an instant and suddenly everything became agony as I started drowning.

This time Merle noticed, and he pulled his cock back. And explosion of vomit came out of my mouth, running down my face and my hair, but as it did I was finally able to breathe.

It was painful, but I managed to fill my lungs back with air as I started laughing, almost delirious with joy. But as I did Merle returned, grabbing my head with both hands and pushing his cock back into my throat.

This time it was slightly less painful, but the moment he started fucking my throat I couldn't take it and I puked again.

With his cock still in my mouth, my vomit sprayed around it before it dripped down my face, but this time he didn't seem to mind. Above me he was moaning loudly and a moment later he pulled out of my throat and he came.

Suddenly my mouth was filled with cum and it mixed with my puke until it formed a disgusting slime that stuck to my tongue and the back of my throat.

Merle, meanwhile, finished cumming and the he simply pulled out of my mouth before he left me dangling from the rope.

I felt abused, humiliated, and now discarded. Just how I had asked him to treat me all that time ago.

And now that he had come, it was my time.

As I dangled from the rope, defenseless, I started trembling again, my teeth chattering uncontrollably as I tried to move my frozen hands, but it was useless. I could only wait for him to return.

And a moment later he did. Merle turned towards me, moved his hand behind his back and he pulled out his knife.

Even in the darkness I could see its shape, small and curved, and I knew it was incredibly sharp. I knew what he was going to do with it. I had told him exactly what to do. I wanted him to gut me like one of the pigs in the farm, but I wanted to be alive for it.

Just like I had told him, he would stab me in my belly, right next to my pussy and he would draw the knife down, slicing me open all the way to my sternum.

I would start bleeding, and that blood would drip along my body and my face, until I was covered in it, but if he did it right the cut would be shallow, and that way I wouldn't die too quickly.

Then he would push his hands inside of me, and I would feel him grabbing my intestines, my stomach, my liver and everything else, before he ripped them off my body. He would drop them onto the frozen ground, right in front of me, discarded.

And then he would stand back, leaving me to die. It would be slow and painful, and with my heart and my lungs intact I could only guess how long it would take me to die.

But I had told him not to do anything more, even if I begged.

I remembered the day I had told him that, though I never knew why. What had driven me to choose such a gruesome death. All I knew was I had, and he would do it.

But suddenly panic flooded my mind and I realized that I couldn't do it.

I looked up at my belly and I imagined my baby, growing inside of me and I realized that I couldn't do that to her.

Despite my fear, despite not knowing how I would be able to raise her, I couldn't just end my life because I was afraid of her. Panic raised inside of me until thinking became impossible.

Desperate, I pulled from my bonds, but it was useless. My hand were numb and I couldn't feel my fingers.

Merle started walking slowly towards me, almost in slow motion. And as he did all I could see was the knife, the one he would use to cut me open like a pig.

I tried to scream, to beg for him to stop, but I felt a knot in my throat and I couldn't. A broken croak was all I managed, and Merle simply ignored it

Suddenly I was breathing hard, hyperventilating. I felt dizzy and the closer he got the harder my heart beat, until it felt like it would simply explode.

Please... stop... I begged silently, my eyes looking wildly around, searching for something, anything that might make him stop. But we were alone, and around us there was only darkness.

When I looked at him once more he was suddenly in front of me, his eyes locked onto mine. He held the knife with his right hand and with his left he started caressing my ass and my back. His hand explored my body one last time, moving over to my breasts and along my pussy lips.

And as he did he pushed two fingers inside of me. I was far from ready, and I could only grunt in pain at the intrusion.

Closing my eyes I started praying, pleading mercy for my mistake. I didn't want to die, I couldn't. And as I did I felt something sharp poking me.

Trembling, I managed to open my eyes and I saw Merle pushing the tip of the knife into my pubic mound, making a small dimple just over my fire brand.

I stood frozen in place, unable to look away as I waited for him to plunge it into me.

It was too late, it was over I thought as I feeling of despair washed over me.

But as I did he looked at my belly and he stopped for a second.

It was all it took, and before he could move I took what I thought would be my last breath.

"I am pregnant..." I suddenly blurted.

Merle stopped almost instantly and he looked at me. His face filled with horror and he took a step back, dropping the knife into the snow where it disappeared.

"What?" he asked me.

And as he did, I saw the realization in his face that I had lied to him. I didn't want him to snuff me because I had changed my mind after seeing Kaylee. It was because I was pregnant, and now he knew.

I wanted to tell him the truth, to ask him to forgive me, but as I tried to talk I felt the knot returning to my throat and I started crying.

Tears streamed down my face, freezing almost instantly, and suddenly Merle rushed towards me. He lifted me into the air and using one hand he untied my legs before he lowered me into the ground.

My feet sank into the frozen snow, but I barely noticed it. Instead I leaned against him as he untied my hands, working frantically, and then he took off his hoodie and he slipped it over my head.

A moment later he picked me up and he started heading towards the house, almost running.

And as he did, I held onto him and I buried my face into his chest, sobbing uncontrollably. There was a part of me that was screaming at him to take me back into the clearing, to finish what he started, the part that was filled with fear at what might happen tomorrow.

But another part, the saner one, was screaming in joy, and chose to listen to that one.

He had left the flashlight behind, but it didn't seem to matter. We made our way towards the house, almost in complete darkness, and I felt safe in his arms. He was moving quickly in between the trees, almost effortlessly, until suddenly I could see the house.

Jessica was sitting on the porch with copper laying by her side.

The moment she saw us she stood up, looking worriedly at me.

"What happened?" she asked as Merle jumped onto the porch.

"I... I... I was going to snuff her... she asked me... I almost... I almost killed her..." he said, his voice wavering for the first time in my life.

"What? Why? I thought you two were out fucking, I was waiting for you!" Jessica screamed as she took my frozen hands.

"It.. she... not now, go upstairs, fill the tub with hot water, she is freezing." Merle said.

And though she looked into my eyes and I could see she wanted answers, she turned around and taking two steps at a time she ran upstairs as Merle followed her.

The three of us entered the bathroom and while Jessica filled the tub Merle stood me in the floor and he took the hoodie off. It was wet and cold by then, and once it was on the ground he wrapped me in a big fluffy towel as I trembled uncontrollably.

Silence fell, and the only two sounds were my teeth chattering and the tub slowly filling with water.

Once it was halfway full, Merle picked me up and still wearing the towel he slowly lowered me into the water.

And as he did, the numbness I felt was replaced by a unbearable tingling sensation as blood rushed back into my limbs. It was extremely painful, and I could only endure as he lowered me deeper into the water, gritting my teeth in an effort not to scream.

Behind him, Jessica was looking at me worriedly, but she kept quiet until I was fully submerged, with only my nose above the water.

Then Merle released me, and he sat on the edge of the tub, looking at me compassionately.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, Jessica looked at Merle and she asked once more.

"What the hell happened?" she said, sounding both worried and angry at him.

But Merle took a deep breath and he looked at me first. I held his gaze as long as I could, but in the end I had to look away, suddenly ashamed and afraid of what they would think.

"Andy asked me to snuff her, before I did you. She didn't want to be left behind... and I was going to, but just before I did... she told me..." he said, and once more he stopped.

I could feel his eyes on me as he tried to finished the sentence.

But before he could I raised my head above the water and I took a deep breath.

"I told him I am pregnant..." I said, my voice barely a whisper.

Out of the corned of my eyes I could see Jessica's face turn pale as she looked at me.

"Oh, my god...." she moaned as she dropped.

Then she dropped onto her knees and she took my hands in hers before she started sobbing while Merle watched uncomfortably.

----

I stayed in the bathtub until the water became cold and then Jessica helped me out, drying me with another towel before she led me to my bed.

I knew she wanted to talk, but thankfully she didn't press me. As she tucked me into my bed, she took my hand and she kissed me softly on my lips before she left.

I was exhausted, and almost instantly I feel into a dreamless sleep.

When I woke up, sunlight was shining through my window, bright and warm, and Jessica was sitting in a chair next to my bed, looking at me.

She didn't look angry, just concerned. Looking at her made me feel sad and ashamed at myself, and I wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep.

Despite that, she told me to get up and I did as she said. She helped me get dressed and together we headed into the kitchen, where Merle had already made us breakfast and was waiting for us.

He looked worriedly at me before he poured me a cup of tea, and then he sat across the table while Jessica sat next to me.

"How are you feeling?" he asked me a moment later, his voice filled with concern.

Afraid my voice would crack I nodded shyly as I wrapped my hands around my cup for its warmth.

Both Jessica and Merle were looking at me as if they wanted to ask me more, but I knew I had to start talking first, and after taking a sip from my cup I closed my eyes and I took a deep breath.

"I... I am sorry..." I said, my voice wavery.

But once I did it felt easier and I was able to continue.

"When Merle took me into town... and I saw the doctor... he told me I was pregnant, and I... panicked... I was terrified... am terrified... that's why I didn't said anything, I... I feared what you might think..."

After taking another sip I managed to look at Jessica.

"Merle was going to snuff you, and you... wanted it so much... I wanted to ask you to stay, so you could help me raise her. But I couldn't, and the idea of doing it alone... it was too much for me and I panicked..." I said, blurting out the words.

Once I finished I felt a huge weight being lifted from me.

Jessica looked devastated, though, and as she took my hand she looked into my eyes.

"I am sorry... I should have noticed..." she said, her voice barely a whisper.

A moment later Merle sighed softly before he ran his hand trough his hair.

"I don't know what to say... I... I know it's mine, but... I can't be a father..." he said looking at me.

"She... she is a girl..." I said as I laid my hand on my belly.

Merle looked at me in confusion before he spoke.

"How do you know, I thought... you had to wait until it showed..." he said.

I was going to say that I just did, but Jessica beat me to it.

"She knows... it's a girl..." she said as she laid her hand next to mine.

Merle looked like he wanted to argue, but a moment later he looked away in defeat before he sighed once more.

"A girl, then..." he said.

And without knowing why I did, I looked at my belly and I knew.

"Valerie, that is what I am going to name her..." I said as I smiled for the first time in weeks.

It was a small smile, but it felt huge to me.

Jessica smiled too, and then she squeezed my hand.

"It's a beautiful name..." she said, smiling.

But as she did all that fear came crashing back down and I started sobbing.

"I don't know what to do... I'm... too young to be a mother, I don't know anything about raising a child... and I can't raise her alone, I have no money... I dropped out of school..." I said as I wiped my face with the back of my hand.

Before I could say anything else, I felt Jessica pulling me towards her before she wrapped me in her arms. And as she did, she took a deep breath and she started caressing my back.

"You won't raise her alone... I will be there." she said.

Any other time I would have noticed that she sounded sad, almost remorseful as she did, but back then I didn't. Instead I hugged her back, burying my face in her hair as I felt the warmth of her body.

"Thank you..." I whispered back.

We stayed like that for a while, just hugging each other, until finally I pulled back and after wiping my face once more I looked at Merle.

"She can't know..." he said, his face filled with sadness.

And as he did I nodded sadly. She couldn't know who her father was, and though a part of me wanted that to be different I knew it was true.

"What will I do?" I asked him a moment later.

And this time Merle chuckled softly before he smiled at me.

"You will live, and you will do just fine. I know you will." he said. "And I will help you... I just... can't raise her with you. Anything else you need, though..."

Unable to speak, I nodded once more, and then it was Jessica who spoke.

"We will raise her together, into a beautiful woman, you will see..." she said, her voice full of hope.

"Every woman in the world feels like she doesn't know anything the first time she becomes a mother. And yet they all learn. You will, we will..." she added a moment later.

"And then?" I asked as I looked into her eyes. "Will we ever tell her the truth? Show her... this? What we did?"

Jessica fell silent as she looked at me, and it took her a while to find the right answer.

"Yes, in time. And when we do she will take her own decisions, just like you did." she finally said.

And though the idea filled me with fear, I nodded once, hugging her once more, and Merle joined us a moment later, wrapping his arms around the two of us.

And for a moment, as I felt them around me, all my fears washed away and I felt happy. It lasted only for a moment, but it was a start.