“Yes, Daddy,” I wailed.
“You’re going to come hard with Daddy inside this tight little hole, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I gasped.
“You will wait to come until I give you permission, won’t you, little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
My entire body was ablaze and even my eyes were beginning to roll back in my head. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out. I didn’t want to be a bad girl. I didn’t want to be naughty. I wanted to be his good girl and come hard for him.
“Please, Daddy. Please. I’m sorry I was naughty. I can’t. It’s too much. Please let me come, Daddy. Please, Daddy. I need you!”
“You do need Daddy, don’t you, little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
“Come for Daddy, little girl. Come hard for me.”
My entire world exploded into a brilliant fiery display of pleasure, pain, and the blissful chasm that lay in between. I came hard in a series of orgasms so hard that I lost sight of all reason. I screamed. I wailed. I cried and I came over and over again while he fucked my bottom as hard as he pleased.
I came hardest of all because it was at that moment that I realized that I truly belonged to Daddy.
I stared down at my left hand, into the bright glimmer of the massive diamond he’d insisted on buying me. It wasn’t just a ring though.
It was Daddy’s ring and it meant that I was his.
As his bride.
As his wife.
And as his little girl.
Forever.
The End