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I didn’t care.

Daddy was letting me have his cock and I was going to enjoy every last second of it. My pussy and my backside stung, but that only made my passionate need that much more intense. I ground myself against him, forcing that long length even deeper inside me.

I rode him like I was a wild beast who was deep in the throes of heat. He growled and I rocked even faster and then his hand slipped back in between us to tease my throbbing clit.

“Come, little girl. Come hard for Daddy so he can feel that sweet little pussy squeeze his cock.”

I cried out, taken aback by his dirty talk and also intensely turned on by it. His fingers pressed a bit harder on my clit, almost enough for it to feel punishing and I lost control completely.

My orgasm soared through me.

My eyes rolled back in my head as I was blinded by sheer unadulterated bliss. It spun through me like a sudden summer rain and held me captive in its thrall for what seemed like eternity. Nothing could stop the way my pussy convulsed around his cock, gripping him so tightly that my body spiraled with pain and pleasure.

I couldn’t tell up from down or left from right. Agony felt like ecstasy so much so that I couldn’t discern one sensation from the next.

It all made for a mind-shattering release that was more than anything I’d ever experienced in my life. Every long moment dragged on with endless bliss that was as enjoyable as it was punishing.

When my hips slowed and my release finally crested its peak, I was out of breath and my skin was feverish with heat.

“Good girl. You came hard for me,” he murmured. His cheek pressed against the side of my head as I nodded.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered hoarsely, my entire body shaking with one aftershock after the next.

“Daddy’s not through with you yet, little girl. It’s time for your fucking to really begin,” he growled, and my stomach dropped straight down to my toes.

I knew better than to argue though.

He stood up with my pussy still fully impaled on his cock, his hands cupped beneath my sore backside. I whimpered, wrapping my arms around his neck that much tighter and suffering through the renewed sting of his belt.

My back pressed up against the wall and he stared right into my eyes.

“Daddy’s going to fuck you now, little girl. You may not realize this, but Daddy has been gentle with this needy pussy. I’m not going to be gentle now. Your fucking is not going to end until you’re screaming for Daddy and not a second before.”

My pussy clamped down on his cock, but that didn’t stop him from taking what he wanted. With my back flat against the wall, I couldn’t really ride him.

That didn’t much matter now though. Daddy was in full control now.

From that very first thrust, I knew he was telling me the truth. This wasn’t a gentle fucking. This was a fucking that was meant to drive home the lesson he’d started with his belt.

I cried out, the initial flash of pain far more intense than anything I felt that day. He drove into me with savage force and despite the agony, my pleasure rose from the scattered ashes like a phoenix reborn.

There was nothing that could stop it.

My second orgasm roared through me before I was ready for it. I moaned in desperation, digging my nails into his back as he fucked me so much harder than I thought possible.

Despite the reluctance of my mind, my body gave way. His thrusts continued to hurt with ruthless intensity, but my agonizing passion cut through me as if to spite that. I cried. I moaned.

I hurt.

It was everything that I thought it could be and more. I wound my arms even tighter around him, holding on as he rode me like a wild stallion.

I came a third time, and I suffered through every second of it. My voice grew hoarse with my cries and still my fucking went on.

“Daddy!” I wailed and the growl of his own pleasure echoed into my ear. It roared through my body, setting every single nerve ablaze with wicked sensation that refused to quell.

When I came for a fourth time, my moan echoed me like a broken sob. Pleasure and pain became one and the same, overwhelming in a way that I couldn’t have ever imagined.

“Please, Daddy! I can’t…” I began and he growled.

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