“Say it right.” I jerk her hips back into me. Hard. Rougher than before. I need to show her just how serious I am. Need to show her I’m in charge, and she doesn’t get a say in how she obeys me.
I hit that special spot in her as I reach around her and flick her engorged clit. She screams and tries to back into me and I chuckle as I push into her, holding her still.
“Now, little girl.”
“Yes.” She howls out as her body gives way to an orgasm. “Daddy,” she yells, then mumbles it in a chant. It is as if she is praying to me. To not stop. To keep pounding into that pliant, wet pussy of hers.
“Good girl,” I growl and slap her ass hard enough to leave a handprint. “You didn’t ask for permission to cum, little one.”
Her whimpering turns into a growl. Her body begins to go rigid again. I know she’s coming out of her high from her orgasm. I pull those perfect, hard nipples and squeeze them until she begs me to stop. Her begs are beautiful. Soulful.
I don’t stop. No, her begging only makes me force my cock deeper into her so I can play with those balls that are straining to get back together. They’re vibrating along my firm cock and her body is pulsating. I pull out and Charlotte screams. I know that the balls just crashed into each other. They sent pleasure through her body, shaking her. They’ll continue to vibrate until I turn them off.IfI turn them off. Her tiny body quivers, trying to fight the impeding orgasm from happening.
“Let it go, my sweet Kitten. Your body wants this. Just give in to Daddy.”
My words make my cock jolt as I slam back into her, her body giving way to that magnificent orgasm still lingering within her. Her screams forDaddyare such a damn turn on. She’s unable to resist my hard fucking now. Those vibrating balls pulsate against the both of us and she begins to chant at me again.
“Daddy…” her little body tries to move back against me once more.
“Daddy, please…” Her begging makes me push into her one last time. Stroking her clit a little harder. Faster. Her pants are chaotic. Her hips try to wiggle but her moans keep coming. Those begging words on repeat.
“Cum for me, my little pet.” I feel my cock seize up and spurt my baby juice all over her pussy. She has a chain reaction and comes with me. Her body seizing up as she screams my name loud. For a good two minutes I stay in her, coating every inch of her body, making sure she knows that if we aren’t careful, she’s going to be pregnant. I can’t think of anything I want more than that.
Pulling out of that warm body, I whisper in her ear, “Good pet. Now, you’ll stay here until I return.”
I stand up, putting my cock back into my pants and washing up. My cum drips from her body and I take a picture. For two reasons: to keep a picture of her on my phone and to send it to my stepbrothers. To show them I have her under control and that her pussy is primed for them to come take it.
I start to walk out of the bathroom and she whimpers for me to let her go. I ignore her and turn the balls on high. As I make it to her bedroom door, she’s already screaming. I laugh, knowing she’ll have a hell of a time with those balls because I’m not turning them off.
Once downstairs, I go to the kitchen to make myself something to eat. I wonder if my feisty kitten will allow me to feed her while she’s on the ground. I grow hard just thinking about it. Fuck, I haven’t been soft in almost two damn weeks. This is a good thing. But hell, my poor cock can only take so much. I laugh out loud as I start making a sandwich, wondering if the girl knows how to cook. Cause if she does, hell, I’ll shackle her and confine her to the kitchen just to watch those perky tits bounce around.
Before I finish my food, my step brothers come through the doors. Hypnos looks pissed off. But then again, he always looks pissed. It’s his go to emotion. It’s Kronos that worries me, though. When he’s dead silent, something is eating at him.
“What’s up guys?” Hell, I thought the picture would have gotten them here sooner, ready to fuck like wild animals. Surely me sending them the picture didn’t piss them off.
“We have to kill her,” Kronos says and I pause, food halfway to my mouth.
“What the fuck Kronos?” I’m attached and don’t want her dead, but what the ever-loving-fuck is this about?
Hypnos looks ready to punch Kronos. This is the reason he looks so pissed. He doesn’t agree with Kronos.
“Charlotte Camillo.” I throw my sandwich down, my stomach turning sour as I look up. That name, I know it. An odd, guilty feeling rushes through me. “No fucking way.”Fuck.What a mess.
Kronos sighs as his hands clench, “Yes. I let her live ten years ago. We thought she had bled out. Instead, here she is, in our house, being our pet.”
Hypnos looks at both of us. “It’s better this way, better she’s alive instead of dead. Now she owesusfor being generous.”
Kronos shakes his head. “You know we don’t leave witnesses and I swore that night I should have killed her. I didn’t and now here she is. The only witness to our crimes once again.”
“Enough,” I say with venom in my voice. I look at both my stepbrothers. “I never go against either of you. But this is not up for debate. She is ours. Hypnos is right. We are getting revenge not only on her for now, but the past as well. Let’s just see how it plays out.”
They both look at me. The easy-going brother who never says anything to defy them has just defied both of them. Hypnos just nods in agreement with me. Usually, that means Kronos will consider stepping down and reassessing his thoughts.
“Fine. We don’t kill her. Not yet. But if she causes us any more trouble, you know what must be done.”
Moans ringout from the room. I’m not sure who it is, because in my dream I am running and the wind hits me in my face, making me laugh as my hair gets into my eyes. As a tongue enters my body, I wake up with a jolt. I didn’t know I had fallen asleep. The balls were going crazy and after the fourth or fifth orgasm, I couldn’t hold onto consciousness any longer. My body quit on me. My mind quieted and off to dreamland I went.
I blink my eyes open to clear the sleep from them. It’s a struggle without my hands. My vision blurs as I try to take in my surroundings. “Ah, she’s awake.” The deep bass booms over me. Kronos is here. I shiver as I look in front of me. My body goes rigid. Ayres sits in front of me with food in his hand and a sarcastic smile. A hand touches my backside and I shiver.
