[The PregMANcy Pact]

Camillia, sitting alone in a dark room in the higher levels of the mansion, was able to make sense of everything in both rooms "Those poor boys, I feel horrible sealing their fate like this, but it's for the good of my masters." She looked down and bit her lip. If she could cry, she would. The emotions of Maor's humiliation, and Ethan's future meltdown were resonating with her "I can only hope they manage to find comfort in accepting their fate, if they ever do..."

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Ethan was extremely content. This was the happiest moment of his life. He found warmth in the midst of an unnatural storm, and is losing his virgnity to boot. He would never tell anyone it was with a man however, not even Maor. For now he was getting fucked by a man, but he would be straight again tomorrow.

"S-shit..." He kept cursing during his moans, and his voice kept breaking which made them awkwardly cut off. He could feel Adam start to get rough and pick up speed, his ass jiggling on the tall man's lower body as he kept thrusting into him.

It wouldn't be long before the hypnosis wore off.
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Carl signed deeply and then smacked Maor in the face, leaving his purple handprint on his cheek. "Stop making me do that!" He shouted "You don't need to make this harder than it is!" He pulled down his pants, which exposed a surprisingly large cock, as if it was the only part of his body that aged before grabbing Maor's pants "One. Last. Time." Do you submit? Again you cannot escape, in case you haven't noticed you can't even leave the room. If you submit, you will at least have rights within the castle, if you don't, I will have no choice to keep you in the dungeons."