by Angela Blake
He pushed me down with a single hand. I felt my head slam against the couch and for a moment I gasped as the wind was knocked right out of my chest. Daddy got on top and straddled me, the bulk of his weight right on top of my torso, preventing me from getting up or from properly fighting back.
I tried to punch or slap – I didn’t even know if I was doing this involuntarily because I really did panic or if I was just doing it to add more flavor to our game – but every attempt I did failed to hit its mark. He was a big, muscular man built like a tank with his big arms and barrel-chest and anything I did seemed more like a feather hitting a steel wall.
“Fuck!” I screamed in shock and panic when he suddenly pushed me down with all his might and then grabbed my top. With a single, almost effortless pull he ripped my clothes off and watched in glee as my tits bounced in the darkness.
“You can scream all you like,” he told me as he grabbed both my breasts with his hands. “No one can hear you here. No one can save you. You’re nothing now but a slut, a little bitch for me to fuck like a slab of meat. You’re only purpose here is to serve me.”
With that he gave a tight squeeze just as he dug his fingertips into my nipples. I howled in surprise but at the same time I felt a surge of pleasure permeating throughout my body. It felt like I was on the verge of getting electrified.
Daddy began to massage my breasts, slowly but with all his strength and weight behind it, and as he did my mind began to flicker between emotions of fear, nervousness and ecstasy. I loved how he touched me, how everything he did turned me on and how it started to make me moist between the legs. I could feel the heat burning inside my gut and I wondered – at least, in the back of my head – if I would lose consciousness as my mind spiraled into a void of euphoria.
At the same time, however, I felt an overwhelming sensation of fear and panic, shock and uncertainty. Did I make the right decision?
Slap!
“Ah, f-fuck!” I screamed out when daddy suddenly slapped my face with a heavy hand. “D-daddy!”
“Look at me while I fuck you, slut,” he commanded and it was in a tone I had never once heard before. Even when he was dominating that girl in his house he had never resorted to such a low, growly voice that quickly shut off any thought in my head.
He had my full attention now. I stared up at him as he positioned himself better on top of me. Even in the darkness I could see his eyes shimmering with lust. He moved again. This time he angled his hips just right and now I could feel the girth of his cock rubbing against me. Even with my skirt and his pants still on it felt like a steel pipe brushing against my flesh. I opened my mouth and let out a soft quiver of a moan when he began to grind, letting his cock massage my pussy.
“Aah, aah, oh d-daddy this is so good,” I began to mumble and moan as he continued on. It was slow, methodical and to a point even romantic. He went from grabbing me like a kidnapper and slapping me silent to suddenly taking it a little slow.
“Yeah, you like it like this?” he whispered as he leaned down and began licking into my ear. The warmth and moisture of his tongue digging into my flesh made me squirm and I could not help but moan even louder. He began to suckle down on my skin, kissing and licking me as he descended to my neck. When he got to the middle he nibbled down and sucked on my skin, making it warm and red.
“Y-yes, daddy,” I answered. “I d-do… oh fuck, I do.”
I saw his silhouette shift and for a brief few moments he got up, only for him to undo his zipper and whip out his massive cock. He then grabbed my hand and made me hold onto his tool, wrapping my little fingers around it.
“Hold it, bitch,” he instructed. “Stroke it like your life depended on it.”
He didn’t need to say that twice. A strong wave of fear had been lurking in my chest ever since the day I met him and it was drowning me more so than before this very moment. I’d make sure to please my daddy lest he decide it was time to punish me.
I rubbed his cock and for the first time I felt it throb in my hand. Every other second or so it would even jerk up and twitch although I wasn’t sure if he was doing that on purpose or if his cock just moved when it was so erect and hungry.
Feeling it in my hand I got to realize just how big it was. It wasn’t just a cock… it was like a monster and I could barely just wrap my fingers all around it. The thought of it ripping through my pussy made me ache in both nervousness and excitement.
Suddenly he moved again and this time he moved up. Before I could even figure out what he had in mind his cock was shoved right to my face. I yelped in surprise, falling right into his trap. As soon as my mouth opened he thrust his cock right into it.
“Mmph!” I tried to moan out but the entirety of his cock blocked my mouth. It was so thick that I had to really gape my mouth open just for it to comfortably slide in and when it did he made sure to push it all the way as deep as possible. I could feel the slippery head of his tool pressing against the back of my mouth, almost as if he would thrust it even further and force it down my throat.
“Take it, slut,” he suddenly said as he gave my breasts a quick but shocking slap. He then reached down and for the first time in my life someone grabbed a hold of my pussy. I could feel his fingers groping and writhing through the fabric of my skirt until the tip of his middle finger could press and slide through the lips of my pussy.
“Mmm,” I began to moan. My voice must have triggered something for him because the louder and more sultry my moans were the more he pounded his cock in and out of my mouth. When I began to slobber over his cock, suckling and choking on it like a good little whore, he began to get even more playful with the way his hands toyed with my pussy.
Then he pressed his finger through the folds and I yelped as a sudden surge of pain shot through my body.
“Virgin,” he said with a chuckle. “Daddy’s little virgin whore. You won’t be a virgin anymore.”
Oh fuck.
Chapter Fourteen
“D-daddy, p-please don’t make it hurt,” I tried to plead just as he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I drooled over his meat and down my chin but all I could think of was the impending damnation that awaited me.
Giovanni shifted his position and for a brief second I could see his face despite the darkness. The flames that burned in his eyes were bright and I could see the excitement twisting all across his face. I don’t think he even heard my cries as his attention was solely affixed on what he was about to do to my body.
“Scream,” he told me just as he positioned himself so his cock could thrust into me. I could feel the very tip of his cock as it brushed against the wet, aching lips of my pussy. I waited for the moment he would suddenly penetrate through and break my walls. “Scream for me, little girl, scream until you realize you aren’t screaming at all but moaning for more.”
He then grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I felt so weak, so vulnerable. Maybe the reason why he grabbed me in the way he did and then pound his cock into my mouth was to make me this weak and unable to retaliate? I don’t know… but I loved it.
“Ah!” my eyes shut tight as my mouth gaped, my cry of pain reverberating through the cabin room. Daddy thrust, hard and rough, but even with his might his cock didn’t completely break in. I could feel my hymen tearing as he pushed again and then again, shoving his cock through the walls of my womanhood.
He thrust again and then again. Each time he did I could feel a shock shoot through my body and I could feel my pussy clinging tightly, trying its best to stay shut. His shaft pushed through, however, and before long I could feel it drilling into me, breaking me apart, as he dug it in deeper.
“Ah, ah, ah, aah!” I moaned out senselessly as he began to find his rhythm. Now his cock was sliding in with a lot more ease, using the lubrication from my pussy to pump his way in and out.
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! My mind was exploding and I could barely get a solid grasp of my reality.
Slap!
“F-fuck!”
I yelped out when daddy suddenly slapped my face. He then grabbed my legs and pulled me in closer to him. This, of course, made his cock dig in even deeper into my pussy. When I summoned the courage to look down, I could see the silhouette of his body and realized only half of his cock was inside me. I already felt like he had dug in so deeply that there was nowhere left to go but he still had half a shaft to pound into me.
Slap!
Daddy slapped me again but this time he raised his hand and it looked like he was going to do it again and –
Slap!
My breasts stung as he suddenly gave them a series of hard slaps. I could feel them both burning red with the pain but it only made my nipples stiffen with more excitement. Even with his cock deep in my pussy I could feel that the sudden rush of pain made me wetter than before.
“D-daddy,” I moaned out with a soft, raspy voice. I was losing my voice to all the sudden and loud moaning. I didn’t even know if I could still keep up if he continued to plow into me this way, so wildly and rough.
He looked down at me and squeezed my tits but no longer with the tender care that he exemplified before. No, this time his grip was tight and he kept on squeezing to the point I could feel an elation of pain rushing through my body.
“Fuuuuck!” I began to yell out loud and right when I thought I was going to pass out he let go and thrust his cock up into me, pushing it as deep as it could go. “Ah! D-daddy, oh my G-god!”
“You like it, slut?” he asked me as he began to slide his cock in and out of me slowly, steadily. Taking it nice and slowly allowed me to relax, soak in the moment and just purr out in ecstasy as I let the pleasure wash over me. “Tell daddy you like it.”
I looked up and said “I do daddy, I like it. I love it.”
“You’re not a virgin anymore,” he said as he caressed my face with the back of his hand. He then gave a soft tap on my nose with his index finger and leaned in to give me a kiss. Mmm fuck, I loved the taste of his lips as they brushed against mine. I could drown in those lips and the way his tongue pressed into my mouth. “You’re a little slut spreading her legs just for daddy.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I told him just as I tried to gasp and catch my breath in between his thrusts. In the back of my head I thought of Matt while I said those words but even I knew that I would never do this with him. As much as I loved him we were too much of a “polite” couple than one that would get into something as fucked up as this.
My statement made daddy smile. “We’ve just begun, little girl. Daddy’s going to fucking break you now.”
“Wait, what?” Taking my virginity and fucking me in the dark wasn’t already his idea of breaking me apart? What the heck was his plan then?
Daddy suddenly got up, withdrawing his cock from my pussy. I even heard a soft pop as soon as his cock was free from the tight grip of my walls. When he did leave I felt this weird, awkward void in my gut and I knew that the only way to fill it back was to have his cock fuck me again… and again and again.
“Where’d you go, daddy?” I began to cry out. I moaned and pleaded for him. I wanted to feel him. “Daddy? Where are you? Please… I need you here. Please fuck me!”
I squirmed on the couch and even spread my legs hoping he knew where to find me and just plow that big meat rod of his back into me. I moaned as loud as I could, as slutty as I could and hoped he’d fulfill my wishes.
He’s getting me addicted to this… and we just fucking started.
Suddenly the lights came on and for the first time since we arrived I got a surprising look at where we were. I looked around and discovered the interiors of the log cabin were not as plain and homely as I thought it would be. From the outside it looked like a normal wood cabin but inside… it was a damn dungeon.
Looking around I saw there was still one of those old beds you’d find from the 1970’s, one made with thin springs and it only had cardboard on top of it instead of a proper mattress. On the walls, next to the fireplace, were a set of whips for flogging and I even caught a glimpse of what looked like a cage for a big dog. I knew daddy had no intention of putting a dog in there though.
Then I saw daddy, standing by a set of stairs. There was one staircase heading to the second floor and another set going down into the basement. He stood there in all his naked glory, his big meat in his hand, and he looked at me like he was about to take me apart. I could see the intent in his eyes to just grab me, fuck me and then spill his seed all over me. I knew this was the night I was going to be broken into a thousand little pieces.
“D-daddy?” I mumbled and stuttered as I got up from the couch, naked and exposed with my own dripping pussy getting my legs all soaked. I stood up and looked at him, praying he would make the first move.
He didn’t though and I was left wondering what to do and so I did the most natural thing I could. I got down on my knees and begged.
“D-daddy please…” I asked him as I crawled closer, wagging my little ass behind me. “Please, please don’t stop. I want you to fuck me.”
He only looked at me, stroking his cock even more as I got closer.
“Daddy, please!” I got louder and before I knew it I was moaning at the same time too. “Daddy, fuck me! I promise to be a good little slut, I promise to be a good whore and let you fuck me in any way you want!”
I think my words must have gotten to him because right then and there he made his move. Daddy grabbed a belt from one of the nearby shelves and suddenly rushed towards me.
Chapter Fifteen
Daddy wrapped the belt around my neck and yanked so hard I thought I was going to pass out. He choked me harder and harder but every now and then he’d suddenly release. Every time he did I would gape my mouth open and gasp for air. It was then that I realized why he was choking me – he was preparing my mouth for some beating.
He then pushed me down. “Keep your cheek to the floor. Lay your hands on the ground, palms flat on the floor. Raise your fucking hips, slut. I want your ass so high that I can kiss it when I bend down.”
I heaved for air and tried hard to keep up with what he wanted. I found some difficulty raising my hips as high as he wanted me to because of the belt wrapped around my neck. He did aid me a little bit, pushing me down with the weight of his damn foot. He kicked me down and kept one foot steadily on my face, pressing it down against the cold wood floor.
Daddy then yanked on the belt, choking me once more. “Beg, bitch.”
“F-fuck me, daddy! Oh God, d-daddy I want it, please, I want you to fuck me like a whore,” I moaned out as I was losing all my strength. He was choking me so hard I could feel the intensity in my face as he held me down. “Fuck me, please!”
“Is this how you want it? Is this how you imagined it? Face down on the floor with your pussy up for daddy to fuck like a cheap whore? Did you think Matt would want to see you like this or your friends?”
“It’s how I want it, daddy!” I answered. Maybe I just said that because I was hot and horny and I knew I didn’t want him to stop pounding into me or maybe because deep down inside I knew it to be true.
Slap!
“Ah!” I yelled in pain as he slapped my ass.
“You really want it, slut? Daddy’s going to give it.” He choked me and kept me down as he suddenly thrust his cock deep into me. This time, however, his cock slid right through the lips and parted my walls with ease. I felt his cock fill me up and my body ached for more.
Almost instantly I felt my adrenaline rush. My mouth opened and I moaned loudly as daddy plowed his cock into me again and again. His heavy hands gripped my body as he thrust in deeper and I could hear the heaves of his raspy breath as he exerted as much effort as I did taking all of this in.
But then he wasn’t done. Daddy lifted his foot off my face and yanked on the belt, forcing me to go up and get into the traditional doggystyle position. He pounded his cock into me this way but only for a few minutes, just trying to see how deep he could go before my moans became screams
.
“Oh f-fuck, fuck, fuck!” I yelled out, my eyes shut tight and I panicked from the pure ecstasy flooding my very senses.
Daddy then pushed me down, my tummy flat on the cold wood floor, and then he lay right on top of me. When he thrust his cock in I felt a very different sensation as it felt like my own body – my pussy and my legs – were making his experience tighter. I could feel how my pussy was squeezing his gigantic cock and I could tell it not only made the experience better for me but also for daddy.
He slammed his cock in again and again. Daddy finally let go of the belt choking my neck but still didn’t give me a moment of respite as he yanked my hair and began to choke me instead using his arms. I could feel his biceps as they pressed against my neck and the tension in my body as I was losing air. Daddy then let go and as I coughed and moaned and gasped he would continue to fuck me relentlessly.
I didn’t even realize I had cum. All I knew was that my body convulsed and shook as he plowed into my hole, my fluids squirting freely onto the floor. All I knew was that the pressure building inside me released and I let out a soft, low moan as everything emptied out of me.
“Who said you could cum, slut?” he asked as he slapped my ass. “You better say sorry for not asking for permission!”
“I-I’m s-sorry, daddy,” I gurgled out as I hung my head low and again resorted to soft, mewling moans. “Aah, aah daddy f-fuck me, ooh…”
Daddy didn’t let me go. He just kept on plowing his cock into me and before long I could feel his meat slipping in deeper than it ever had. But then his thrusts changed rhythm and became quick, short and jerky. He began to get a little more violent and thrust his cock with so much energy that I thought he was going to rip my whole body apart.
