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I moaned and he thrust into me harder. Faster.
“Yes, Daddy,” I cried out. His thumb pressed down harder on my needy bud and I shuddered as one jolt of pleasure after the next rushed through me at a frantic pace.
“Scream for Daddy, little girl. I want to hear every last whimper, every cry. I want every single sound you make when you come for me,” he demanded.
“Daddy!”
He worked my body with his thumb and his cock and before I knew it, I was hurtling off the edge into a blissful pool of mouthwatering pleasure. I crashed beneath the surface and I sank in deep, losing myself in the void.
At first, my cries were quiet, soft breathy pants that exposed how much I was really enjoying this, but soon they grew louder. As the seconds flew by, my moans became more desperate until my throat felt hoarse from my screams.
He didn’t slow down.
His cock never stopped hurting me, but at the same time something else began to follow in its wake. Pleasure morphed into pain and then back again, catching me in an endless riptide of consuming sensation that threatened to tear me apart.
His cock was so hard inside me, so thick and so incredibly perfect that I fell prey to its onslaught. I pawed at him in an effort to bring the two of us closer. My fingers dug into his back, clawing at him for something to hold onto.
I arched back, taking him even deeper and coming closer and closer to a third orgasm. Before long, I was balancing on the edge of a knife. If I leaned too far to either side, there would be agony or ecstasy and I wasn’t sure which one would swallow me whole.
It wasn’t long until I lost myself and as I hurtled down into the all-encompassing oblivion, I absentmindedly wondered if it was pain or pleasure that was going to take me.
I screamed, trembling with my orgasm as my skin buzzed with sensation. My nipples pebbled hard against his chest and my inner walls milked his length with greed. I took every last inch of his thick cock and begged him for more, trembling and quivering with every painful stroke.
My core collapsed inward, and my inner walls fluttered hard around his thick length, but nothing could have prepared me for the utter devastation a fucking like this could wreak.
A fourth orgasm tore through me. Then a fifth and a sixth and I lost the capability to even count. I could only manage to feel and take what he gave me.
He rendered me a wet mess of sensation and pain and arousal and I couldn’t get enough.
I screamed his name until my throat was raw.
He didn’t slow. He didn’t even pause for a second. He subdued me with his cock in a way I’d never even imagined possible and still, he fucked me some more.
I’m not even sure how many times I came, but there was a turning point that the pleasure that had initially crashed over me was overtaken by agony. With every subsequent orgasm, my body began to shake with pain, and I sucked in one breath after another with trepidation.
How long was he going to fuck me? I’d come several times by then and he showed not a single sign of slowing down; that scared me.
“You begged for Daddy’s cock, little girl, didn’t you?” he began, and I shuddered hard, entirely too nervous to hear what he was going to say.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered, broken, sodden, and weak.
“Did you decide when you earned it?” he pressed.
“No, Daddy.”
“Do you decide when you’ve had enough of Daddy’s cock, little girl?”
I wailed. I knew the answer. I didn’t want to say it, but I knew I didn’t have a choice.
“No, Daddy.”
“Who decides when you’ve had enough of Daddy’s cock, little girl?”
“You do, Daddy,” I cried.
“That’s right, little girl. You should know that Daddy’s far from done with you. You should know how much these next orgasms are going to hurt,” he said firmly, and I writhed beneath him with real fear.
“Please, Daddy,” I pleaded.
