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“Daddy,” I gasped, and he slammed his cock into me so hard that the pain overwhelmed me for several moments, only to be replaced by a slingshot of pleasure that left me shaking for far longer.
“Come for me again, little girl. Daddy wants to feel you come on his cock,” he groaned, and I wailed as his fingers forced my desire to a head. My second orgasm was on me far quicker than I had anticipated. It slammed into me with such intensity that I started screaming well before it started. My core snapped hard, and I bucked even as he held me down so that he could fuck me even more roughly.
This was everything I’d ever dreamed about, but better. He took control from the moment his cock had entered me. My desire blazed red hot, simmering through my veins with so much power that I thought I might burst into flames.
I lost myself in that second orgasm and I relished it. It hurt. It was magnificent. It was absolutely incredible.
By the time it was over, I was no longer screaming, but whimpering and struggling to get a hold of myself. Once again, he slowed his thrusts and gave me a few moments to gather myself.
It wasn’t enough time though. Before I was ready, he started fucking me harder than ever. I screamed. I moaned pitifully, all the while knowing that I still had one more orgasm to go.
Daddy said I had to come three times.
“Please, Daddy. I can’t,” I whined.
“You’re going to come one more time for me, little girl. Trust me. Daddy knows what you need,” he growled, and the wet sound of my fucking finally dawned on me. It was shamefully noisy, and the most embarrassing part was that all of the wetness was mine.
“Daddy,” I murmured and his grip on me tightened.
“Daddy’s got you, Cami-girl. You’re safe. All you must do now is come,” he coaxed. Even as he said it, I already knew it. In small ways, he’d looked out for me since the day we met. Now all I had to do was give him my trust and my surrender.
I would give him both.
“Please. Make me come again, Daddy,” I pleaded.
“That’s my girl,” he answered, and his fingers played lightly across my clit. I knew this final orgasm would be the hardest one of all. I rocked against him, taking his cock inside me as deep as it would go.
The image of him taking off his belt played over my mind. I relived moments of last night and this morning and this evening, and my desire to orgasm returned with vicious force.
“Please punish me, Daddy. Please,” I begged. To be honest, I wasn’t certain whether I’d said the words aloud. It didn’t really matter in the end.
I got what I asked for. Really, I got far more than I bargained for.
His cock pounded into me, sinking so deep that it slammed against my cervix over and over again. Every thrust was painful. Every firm touch of his fingers on my clit was agony, but it all mixed with pleasure and eventually, one sensation became impossible to distinguish from the next.
I wasn’t ready for that third orgasm.
It happened anyway.
I screamed and cried as I broke apart. Every second was unimaginable bliss and insufferable torture. I struggled. I soared.
I said his name again and again. Not Mason, but Daddy.
Daddy had done this to me. Daddy had fucked me and taken everything that I’d wanted to give him.
My pussy milked his cock with endless greed, and he roared as he thrust into me a bit more desperately. A sudden warmth filled me, and he groaned, slowing down the pace of my fucking while I began to come down from that last orgasm.
“Daddy told you that you would come for him three times, didn’t he?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered shyly. I moaned through a deliciously hard tremor, still experiencing the aftereffects of being made to come so many times so quickly.
“How many times did you come, little girl?” he pressed.
“Three times, Daddy,” I whined, ashamed and satisfied in a way I’d never felt before.
“That’s right, little girl. You thought you couldn’t, but Daddy knew what you could take, didn’t he?” he murmured, lazily pumping his cock into me a few more times to emphasize the control that he had over my body.
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied with a blush.
When he pulled feel from me, I sighed almost in disappointment, having been enjoying the feeling of just simply being full of him. The condom snapped and I heard the rustle of a garbage bag as he threw it away. I stayed bent over that table though, not fully sure that my legs could support me just yet. They felt like jelly. I laid my cheek back on the table, simply focusing on catching my breath now. I closed my eyes and a moment later, he gathered me in his arms and lifted me off of the table. He deposited me in his lap, and I noticed that he’d tucked his cock away.
His arms wound around me, and I curled up into his chest. The sound of his heartbeat pounded right beneath my ear, and I settled, allowing its strong cadence to lull me into a sated state of relaxation.
“Daddy’s going to take care of you now, little girl,” he crooned. He kissed the top of my head and I snuggled in closer against him if that was even possible.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered.
This time, calling him Daddy felt like the most natural thing in the world.
