>>88923720>>88925070Klara leaves your room while you remain on your bed and pass out of exhaustion.
On her way to the bathroom she meets your father.
>Klara, did ya do it with the boy?>Yes, as you ordered master.>Well, that's all good and well. That boy ain't right, maybe this'll make him a better man.>Um, master...>Oh? You don't like it when I talk about the boy?>Is not like that->Anyways, did ya take the pill girl?>Yes...>Good, I'll say you after work tomorrow in the evening in my room. >Yes, master...The next night.
>You are finally here, Klara.>Yes, master.>Klara, I think it's time.>Yes?>Like any maid of our household I think it's finally time for you to get give birth to my kid.>...>Ya ready girl?>But about...>The boy? Klara, tell me who is your master?>I-I'm the young master's maid he is my koucham->Klara. The master of this house. Now.>I-It's you, master...>Well said darling.>But->It's fine. That boy needs to learn the hard way: All the maids in this house are mine. The day he can afford his own he can do whatever he wants with them.>Yes master... I>Now it's time to fulfill your role as my maid.>I'll do my best...>Hoo boy it's only been a couple of days but I feel we haven't fucked in years. I'm getting old.>Right...>Okay Klara, now it's time to make you pregnant.>Please be gentle master...>Good, you are finally getting into it. Don't worry I'll be as rough as the day I took your virginity girl. Get in the bed and undress now.>Kouchama... I'm sorry... 