He liked it when I called him Daddy.
“I’ve been waiting for you all day, Daddy.”
I remember the first time he pulled his cock out of his pants and told me to ‘get on it’. I was wearing gray satin panties. He preferred me in satin panties. He liked to see them get damp with my desire. I was also in a white tank top. I have small tits and rarely wear a bra.
The words ‘get on it’ were exciting. I had been craving dick all day and now I was finally going to get some. I pushed up against him and took his cock in my hand, pulling my panties to the side in order to slip his throbbing member into my hot, wet pussy. As the tip of his cock grazed the lips of my pussy, he pushed me back.
“What do you think you are doing?”
I was confused. I felt rejected and dejected. “I thought you said…”
“You haven’t earned it. When I say get on it, I meant suck it. Show me you deserve to be fucked.”
I got to my knees and stared at his beautiful cock poking through the fly of his trousers. It wasn’t fully hard, but I can see it bounce with his heart beat. My mouth watered. I gently touched my lips to the tip and then slowly engulfed his thick cock. It was warm and velvety smooth.
“That’s my girl, suck Daddy’s cock. Suck it like the little slut you are.”
I moaned to let him know I enjoyed what was happening and how it was happening.
“Deeper, bitch,” he said as he pulled out his phone. I thought he was going to take a picture. We hadn’t discussed that. I wasn’t opposed but I was a little taken aback. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. He didn’t take a picture though. He played with the phone for a few seconds and then held it up so I could see it. It was a countdown timer. It was at 2 minutes and 52 seconds when I saw it.
I kept sucking, working his cock first with just my mouth and then my hand. I couldn’t get to his balls tucked in his pants but I ran my hand up and down his leg. I was so wet, I was aching for something, anything to fill me.
The timer beeped, 3 minutes had passed. Daddy pulled away from me and his voice was stern and cold. “You disgust me. You couldn’t make me cum in 3 minutes? What kind of a whore are you? Clearly not the kind who deserves my cock.”
I pout a bit I didn’t know what the timer was for. I could have gotten him off but I thought I was getting him hard to fuck me.
“What can I do? I want your cock, Daddy? I need it.”
His face was almost mean. I was nervous.
“Get on your back. Spread your legs.”
Finally, I thought, I was going to get that hard cock deep inside me. That isn’t what happened though. He stood over me for a moment, took his cock in his hand and directed a stream of piss right at my panties. The wet spot caused from my own growing desire for him, was saturated by his piss. He directed the stream up my belly, soaking my tank top and then my face. I twisted to avoid it and he growled at me. “Take Daddy’s piss if you want Daddy’s cock!”
I closed my eyes tightly and opened my mouth. The sour taste of urine made me retch, but I suffered through it. The stream died down to a trickle and then a few drops. I was coated in piss.
“I bet you never thought you’d be a pissrag, did you?”
I shivered a bit, “No, Daddy.” I felt humiliated and disgusted. Was I really this kind of woman? The kind that allowed a man to do this to her and still want him as badly as this?
“Present yourself,” he commanded.
He had never said this to me before and I had learned my lesson from before. I wasn’t going to assume.
“In what way, Daddy?”
“Face down, in my piss. Ass up.”
I complied. I put my cheek into a puddle of his warm piss and pushed my ass up in the air. He came in behind me, took hold of my sopping piss soaked panties, yanked them to the side and then pushed his cock into my wet and cunt. I moaned in pure ecstasy. “Oh god… yes….”
I suddenly didn’t care my face was coated in his piss. All I cared about was his cock was finally pistoning in and out of my aching wet pussy. I reached back between my legs and worked my fat clit as he pumped me. He grabbed me by the hips and thrust deeper into me. I shuddered as I felt my orgasm coming on me. His cum poured into my tight wet hole and I bucked back against him in delight.
“Fuck, Daddy, oh god, fuck me!”
He pulled out of me and wiped his cock on my thigh.
“Clean this up and next time, do better.”
I smiled and complied. Next time I would do better.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bsgy4g/learning_his_ways_mf_humiliation_degradation_piss
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