The Damaged Stowaway. Part 3. [M/f][Str8][Reluctance]

As you all enjoyed the [first](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/ca2ard/the_damaged_stowaway_m_f/) [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/cag7jt/the_damaged_stowaway_part_2_mf_str8_older_male/), here is more! Again, feedback, comments, suggestions, ideas, send them all.

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‘Lily! Wait!’ He cried out after her as she disappeared down the stairs. He fumbled with his pants, clumsily staggering down the hall after her. Her cum stained panties, a prized possession, discarded on the floor.

Although she was down the stairs and running out the door by he time he got his pants up, his large powerful stride was no match for her. His heart pounded in his head as he leapt after her small figure. But, in only a few moments, he had caught up to her, barely a few feet out of the yard.

Mark reached out and grabbed her by the waist, causing her to scream out. His strong arms wrapping around her as she began to thrash and buck. She squirmed and cried, her anger turning to defeated sobbing, as her escape attempts barely moved him.

He held her delicate body tight against him, his arms encasing her, holding her still. Lily cried and shouted, called him names like ‘Dirty’ and ‘Sick’. Spat out the words ‘Just like my father’. None of these were untrue he thought, he just had hidden it from her.

Mark dragged her back inside the house, her feeble attempts to escape his grasp barely enough to register in his mind. Her long aurburn hair a tangled mess, her face slick with tears, and her voice cracking with fear.

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‘Hush now Lily’ He growled firmly, still grasping her around the waist. His deep voice booming through the house, causing her to pause her desperate escape attempts. She was still crying quietly as he set her down on the sofa, ensuring never to let go of her completely. He settled down beside her, holding her still with a tight grip around her arms, and her legs tucked beneath his.

‘Stop it. Or I will hurt you’ He groweled out, now impatient. The brutal tone stung against Lily’s ears, he sounded like her father. The kind, lonely farmer was a lie. This man, was a filthy pig. She was angry, he could see that, but she was also small and weak. And she knew that. Firm squeezes on her arms kept her still, hurt marks replacing the ones her father had made days before.

‘That’s a good girl now. Do as your told.’ He spoke more calmly now. Though his strong grip never ceased. Lily refused to look at him, crying quietly into her hair as he continued to speak.

‘Lily..’ He tutted softly. ‘Sweet little Lily, what can I do? What do you expect from me?’ He asked calmly, though he knew she wouldn’t reply as she sat frozen in his arms.

‘What were you thinking coming here huh? A young girl, a grown man’ His voice wound through her head, almost sickly and sweet. His hands slowly released her arms, though she knew if she moved, he would overpower her.

‘A pretty little thing like you. Running away from a bad, bad father,’ He sighed deeply, dragging his course hands down her arms to rest on her waist. ‘And you thought what? I was letting you stay for free? What sort of man would I be huh pet? Taking advantage of me like that’ He questioned her firmly, his words prodding and poking her mind. Her stillness the only response, with her quiet sniffles and hiccups.

‘I just get lonely, I haven’t been with a woman in so long’ He murmured so so gently now, running his hands up her long, smooth legs. His eyes were soft when she glanced up to him, his eyebrows furrowed in thought as he spoke.

‘You can expect me to not think, after you didn’t lock the bathroom door. Remember? That was you.’ Mark said more firmly, trying to catch her eyes again, but she refused. Her cheeks were burning red, wet with tears as she sat silently beside him. He took one of his large hands, cupping her face gently. He tipped her head up, making her look him. Lily’s green eyes shimmering as she stared back. He could feel her heart beating, and sensed her nervousness. That’s what he wanted.

‘You can’t expect a man to control himself when you’ve let him see you naked Lily’. He spoke, watching her face intently as her expression changed. She no longer appeared afraid, but, guilty, unsure even. Her eyes darted in thought and uncertainty. His word games were working on her. Mark let go of her face and held her hands in his firmly, squeezing them in they way you do to reassure someone.

‘Now… Now I’m not angry at you sweet, but you’ve got to realise that teasing isn’t okay’. Mark sighed for effect, looking down at her small, delicate hands in his.

‘But- but I wasn’t!’ She piped up, looking up at him desperately. Her eyes still slick with tears. ‘I wasn’t teasing you, I didnt-‘

Mark cut her off. ‘Hush, we’re not going to argue the details now Lily’ He said firmly, meeting her gaze. ‘You need to take responsibility for what you did, for what you made me do’.

He pulled her small frame into his lap as she began to cry softly again, ‘I wasn’t.. I didn’t do that’. Her sobs muffled into her chest as he held her against him. Mark rested his head against her hair, running his fingers slowly through her long aurburn locks.

‘It’s okay my sweet’ He crooned. ‘I forgive you, I know you’re just a lost little girl’. Mark purred in her ear, enjoying the feeling of control he had over her. It hadn’t been too hard to twist her mind and confuse her world. Damaged goods, so easily manipulated.

‘But you can’t expect me not to get anything from you Lily. You can’t undo what you’ve started’. His firm voice wound around in her head. At first she was afraid, disgusted even. Another man to use her, just like her father. But his words, they’d muddled her mind. They swayed her towards him.

Had she flirted? Was she teasing? Was she just another useable girl? Mark’s soft touch lingered on her skin as he ran his hands along her neck and back. It almost felt nice to be curled up in his lap, and, it was nice of him to forgive her. She sniffled again, rubbing the tears from her eyes. She felt guilty and hopeless.

‘Can’t we just stop?’ She sniffed, looking up at his sun-worn face. Her small frame easily sitting within his lap, wrapped in his strong arms. She whined now, so weak, so fragile. Afraid to be abandoned again. Her little fantasy of a quiet farm house, a gentle guardian, so quickly shattered.

‘No, that’s not how this work. This is what you wanted isn’t it? You wanted me to do this.’ His rough hands ran down her sides and cupped her ass. Gently squeezing her plump little cheeks as he pulled her closer. ‘And that care I give… That isn’t free.’ He added, his hands roaming her young body.

‘But I can’t, I don’t know how’ Lily begged to him, new tears forming in her eyes. She knew what he wanted now, and he wasn’t going to let her leave. This man was just as her father. ‘I thought you weren’t like my Father’ She cried, feeling his hands still groping her ass and legs.

‘Oh but I am. Call me by my name Lily’ He growled to her, watching her tremble at his touch and flinch at his works. ‘Say it.’ He growled again.

‘D-daddy’ She murmured softly. She knew her place.

‘Good girl’ He crooned, letting her know she had done well was important. ‘But you still need to make it up to me…Get on your knees, and use that sweet mouth of yours, unless you want to make me angry again’ He growled deeply, his strong hands finding their way to her shoulders, tipping her back slightly.

‘Oh n-no, no’ Lily replied weakly, feeling his hard gaze upon her small frame as he pressed her down. She felt so vulnerable, and so lost. How could she end up like this. But she couldn’t please him, not like that. She’d never been with a man. She didn’t know how.

‘No what?’ His deep voice cut through her nervousness.

‘No, I won’t make you angry Daddy’ She said softly, defeated. She slid down onto her knees quietly and obediently, nestling in between his legs. She could see his jeans tented and straining against his cock. Her small hands quickly reaching up to his waistband, like he instructed. Tugging and dragging his zipper down as he watched her intently.

‘That’s a good girl now’. He crooned softly, watching her green eyes shimmer. Her aurburn hair had fallen in a mess around her face as she undid his pants. He could feel his member aching for her as she pulled his pants down.

‘You can make Daddy feel good now, huh pet?’ His thick, hard cock sprung up out of his jeans, catching her by surprise as she let out a gasp. He was huge, the length of her forearm, and girthy.

‘Oh no! I can’t!’ She whined, staring up at him. Nerves and fear painted across her flushed face. She truely was an innocent thing.

‘You can and you will’ He growled, impatient now. He took one her hands in his, and guided it to his base. He wanted to fuck her so badly, to rip her clothes of and take her right now. But, he hadn’t dreamed she’d be a virgin. Her father was a stronger man than him, it turned out.

She bit her lip as she gripped his shaft, her delicate hand not managing to fully grasp it. Mark groaned in his seat at her touch. She could feel his cock throbbing in her hand, it’s red head glistening and wet. Slowly she worked up and down his long shaft, using both hands to cup his full girth. Gripping tightly, jerking her wrists as she began to pump his cock.

‘No, use your mouth’. He growled again.

‘Y-yes Daddy’. She peeped quietly.

Lily bent over, feeling her new Daddy’s hands now tangling in her hair, guiding her down. She licked her lips and parted her soft, sweet mouth, breathing in his deep musk. He pressed her closer, until her tongue lapped at his tip, causing him to groan out.

‘Oh fuck yes, good girl. Make Daddy feel better’ He moaned, firmly pushing her head into his crotch. Her tongue lapped at his red swollen tip, licking up the mild saltiness of his precum. She began running her tongue down his whole length, licking up and down his thick shaft. She flattened her tongue, flicking it across him as her lips followed along, quickly making wet work of his cock.

‘Mmh, good girl’ He moaned, hands gripping tightly on her hair, making sure she kept a good rhythm. ‘That’s it, now suck on Daddy’s cock’.

Lily pulled up from licking, her tongue lapping all the way to his tip. The full length of his cock was glistening and wet with her spit. He guided her head back down, pushing her steadily towards his red tip as she parted her lips again, causing him to moan in anticipation.

‘Breath through your nose pet’ He instructed as he felt her press her soft pink lips against him. ‘Thats a good girl now’ He moaned, pushing her down further. Her mouth parted, letting his thick head press through her lips into her mouth. She wriggled her tongue around his head as it sat in her mouth, flicking along his sensitive underside. Her small, delicate hands still pumping up and down his slick length.

‘Good girl, suck Daddy’s cock’ He moaned again, wanting more and more of her. She began bobbing up and down his first two inches, sucking and slurping. Her tongue darted around, circling his sensitive tip as she went, tasting his precum. Her hands jerking along his throbbing girth, spreading her spit. Her mouth already ached, not used to being worked like this. She’d never touched a man’s cock before, let along sucked it. Every pass of his hot, red head through her lips caused a muffled moan to escape from her.

‘Uh uh deeper!’ He ordered louder now, not hiding his lust for more. He pushed her head down firmly, forcing another inch, two, three, down her throat. Lily stopped holding onto her Daddy’s cock and reached out in reflex as her face was forced down. His strong hands wrapped around her head as he pushed her, his massive cock quickly filling up her mouth.

She felt him hit the back of her throat, causing her the gag and squirm, struggling against him. He dragged her head back up, letting her breath. Spit drooled from her mouth, running down her chin onto his cock. Her eyes watered, and mouth ached as she panted.

‘Daddy please’ She mumbled desperately, ‘You’re too big, please I cant’. She begged, her big green eyes pleading up at him from between his legs. He stared down at her, looking at the wet mess of her face, her red flushed cheeks and glistening eyes.

‘Don’t disappoint me now sweet, not after what we’ve gone through today. Do you want to disappoint Daddy?’ He asked sternly, not letting go of her head as he spoke. He watched as she sniffed and shook her head, already such an obedient little girl.

‘Good. Now keep going’. He firmly guided her head back onto his cock, pressing his tip through her lips again. Pushing his throbbing length deeper into her mouth, feeling her tight little throat clentch around his girth. Moaning out, he pushed her head down further still, another two, three, four inches until he felt the back of her throat. She gagged and squirmed beneath his hands. He enjoyed feeling her flailing beneath him, listening to her wet coughing fill the room, before dragging her head back up again.

‘Good, again’. He ordered, barely giving her time to gulp free air as he impaled her face on his cock again. Pumping his length deep into her throat until she squirmed. Over and over, not pulling her back up until she struggled for breath. Listening to her gags and muffled moans, watching the tears run down her face and drool drip off her chin.

He fucked her face over and over. Forcing her head down, pushing her full of his thick cock. Each pass through her mouth becoming quicker and more desperate. His breathing heavy and laboured and moans deepening. He felt his balls twitch and ache, his cock pulse in her mouth as he shoved her head into him again and again. Her tight throat spasming and clenching his shaft as she gaged, sending him over the edge.

‘Oh fuck! Oh fuck!’ He groaned out, as he pumped his hips into her face, holding her down onto his cock. Feeling his throbbing member twitch and spurt cum into her throat. Her tight little hole milking him while he rocked himself into her mouth. Her splutters and gags filled the room as his massive load painted the back of her throat. The smell and taste invading her senses.

‘Uh fuck, take Daddy’s load like a good girl’ He moaned, spurting the last of his load onto her tongue and lips as he pulled her off. He watched her gasp and cough desperately for air, with drool, cum and tears rolling down off her face. Her lips swollen and pink with abuse.

What a fucking mess, he thought to himself. His little stowaway was going to be so much fun.

‘You’re mine now, Lily’.

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