Can I please be her?
I am so tired from tonight’s playtime.
My boyfriend spanked me until my ass bruised, left a bruise on my tit, choked me, fucked my face, fingered my pussy, and yanked my hair until I was nauseous. I loved every second of it. <3
How is everyone?
Daddy.
Chapter 2
“Whore?”
“Coming, Daddy. I’m sorry.”
“Get in the tub.”
I climbed in the warm bath. He put soap on his hand and started rubbing my breasts.
“Your nipples are hard. Little whore likes when Daddy’s rough, doesn’t she?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He pinched nipples hard and I let out a moan.
“You like that, whore?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Daddy had a rough day at the office.”
“What can I do to help, Daddy?”
“You already did what you needed to do. Now I need you to let me handle you whichever way I please tonight. Okay? No objections.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good. Now how was your day?”
He started washing my stomach, then my vagina. He shoved his whole hand up there and I moaned and kicked my feet up.
“Don’t move. Stay still. Now answer my question.”
“It was…it was good, Daddy.”
“I noticed some spots on the floor. You should have been cleaning. Not touching yourself. That’s what I am for. All you are good for is pleasing me and cleaning. Understood? You’ll get your pleasure when you deserve it. Did I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He pulled his hand out and I wanted more so badly.
“Please, Daddy.”
“Please what? That’s enough for tonight. You’ll get more when I think you deserve it. You do not ask for pleasure.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Now, on your hands and knees so I can wash your back.”
I turned over and stood on my hands and knees in the tub. He started washing my back and my bottom, then he shoved two fingers in my asshole. I squealed.
“Ow!”
“SHUT UP! It should not hurt! Not if you’ve been wearing your plug all day. Have you been wearing your plug all day?”
“Yes, Daddy! You saw it! You yanked it out of me!”
“You haven’t been wearing it all day. Not if this hurts. You’re lying to me, aren’t you?”
“No, Daddy. I swear.”
“Tell me the truth, whore. Did you or didn’t you take that plug out since I left you here this morning?”
I didn’t answer.
“ANSWER ME!”
He pulled my hair.
“OW! Okay, okay, okay I did. I did. I’m sorry, Daddy!”
He spanked my ass so hard, I fell and hit my face on the tub and started crying.
“Please! Please Daddy stop!”
He kept spanking me.
“YOU HAVE TO ABIDE BY MY RULES. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?”
“Yes, Daddy! I’m sorry, Daddy!”
“You will get no dinner tonight. And I am not drying you. You will go to your chamber naked, cold, and without dinner! Do you understand, slut?”
“Yes,” I said, sobbing.
“GET OUT.”
He pulled my by the hair until I was out of the tub, shivering and crying, then he dragged me by the arm and pushed me into my chamber and locked the door.
Daddy.
Chapter 1
I was cleaning the kitchen when I heard the apartment door slam shut. It was my master. He must have had an awful day. And seeing me cleaning the kitchen on my feet was going to piss him off even more. He stormed into the kitchen.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he asked.
“I’m sorry, Daddy.”
He backhanded me across the face. I let out a shriek and fell to the floor.
“Sorry? Sorry isn’t going to cut it. I want you to show me how sorry you are.”
He unzipped his pants and grabbed my head up to his waist, shoving his cock in my face.
“Please,” I mumbled.
“Please what?”
“Please feed me your cock, Daddy. Please. I need it. I’ve been long-“
He shoved his penis into my mouth. I gagged. He started thrusting harder and harder until tears were streaming down my face and I was choking and drooling all over the floor. Then he yanked me by the hair and screamed, “UP ON YOUR FEET, WHORE!”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“Turn around.”
“What?”
“I said turn around. I shouldn’t have to repeat myself!”
I turned around and he pushed me against the counter, lifted my dress up. He yanked the butt plug I had been wearing all day out of my ass. I screamed. It hurt.
“Shut the fuck up!”
He took his index and his middle finger and felt my vagina. I shivered.
“Why are you wet?”
“I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“WHY ARE YOU WET?”
“I played for a while.”
“YOU WHAT?”
“I…I played with myself…”
“You played with yourself? Did I give you permission to play with yourself today?”
“No.”
“LOUDER.”
“No.”
He pulled my hair again and shoved his penis inside me. I squealed.
“Say you’re sorry.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Louder. I can’t hear you.”
“I’m sorry.”
He thrusted harder and harder.
“I’m going to fuck you until I cum. You hear me? I don’t care if you cum first. I don’t care if it hurts. Don’t fucking move a muscle. You understand me?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Now say you’re sorry.”
I was moaning by now.
“I’m sorry.”
“Again.”
“I’m sorry.”
“AGAIN. LOUDER!”
“I’m…I’m…”
“I CAN’T HEAR YOU.”
I couldn’t get the words out. It felt so good. He yanked my hair again and slapped my bottom.
“SAY YOUR SORRY!”
I kept saying “sorry Daddy” and finally he started to cum, then he turned me around, pushed me to my knees, and finished in my mouth.
“SWALLOW.”
I was gagging. I couldn’t swallow it. I shook my head. He slapped me across the face.
“SWALLOW IT!”
I swallowed it and gasped for air.
“Now go take your clothes off while I prepare your bath.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered. I went into my chamber and took my dress off. My head hurt from him pulling my hair so hard.
