I cleaned up daddies mess [f]

Three days ago I was bad :( I didn’t take daddies cock all the way down my throat how I was supposed to, and daddy was very unhappy with me to say the least. The next day he tied me up in a way he hadn’t before. My knees pulled into my chest, handcuffed in such a way that I couldn’t stretch my legs out. Daddy put my o ring in and dragged me in front of his chair so my head would be crotch level. And without saying s word he stripped before sitting down. With one hand unlocking his phone and the other forcing my gaping mouth onto his cock.

He was silent as I sucked initially. I chanced a look at him and saw his eyes close perdiodicslly in pleasure and I felt a thrill at doing a good job. But he was still more focused on his phone. I wanted to whine, but my tongue was otherwise preoccupied.

After a few moments daddy spoke up, he asked me if I remembered I was to be punished. I loaned around his cock in answer. Daddy sighed and put the phone down for a moment, holding my head on either side and guiding my head methodically, occasionally lifting to give me air and smear his cock along my face.

After a few cycles of this he grabbed my pony tail and pulled back, one hand pulling my shoulder in at the same time. Daddy leaned forward, increasing pressure on the hand pulling my hair and releasing my shoulder. He stuffed two fingers down my throat and told me had a special punishment planned. Daddy must have seen the confusion in my eyes, he called me out on it immediately, and I realized I’d fallen into the trap. You really thought that this was the punishment? He asked me that and I knew I was already in thin ice.

He shoved my head down again for a moment, this time holding me in place until he was satisfied with my gagging. That’s when he told me his plans, that he had texted his ex girlfriend, that she was on her way right now. He picked up his phone and showed me thier texts.

How he hit her up, asking her to come by, her responding. Asking if he had broken up with “that girl”. And he showed me his response, that he hadn’t, and in fact he wanted to each me a lesson. That he wanted to fuck her raw and make me watch.

And as I was reading it, she responded again, she was laughing at me, calling me names, and then she agreed, my thoughts were so messy, but I couldn’t deny I was soaking wet. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t fantasized about daddy and a woman degrading me, dominating me. I just hadn’t imagined just how degrading it would be.

Daddies ex girlfriend riding him while I watched? It was humiliating. I remembered meeting her before, talk and naturally cutting. I was intimidated by her honestly. And the way she was so enthusiastic in her yes, she had seemed almost more excited to humiliate me than the sex itself.

I waited for him to tell me when it would be, but he just shoved my gagged throat onto his cock again. Daddy pulled his cock out of my throat and stroked himself for a moment before scooching down the chair and instructing me to lick from the tip of his cock to his taint until he came. I did as I was told. Not questioning how he expected me to stick my tongue through the gag. I knew if I didn’t try, even if it wasn’t possible, he would punish me even worse.

Daddy took my gag off after he was done amusing himself watching me slobber and fail to suck him off.

It wasn’t until he came on my face that he mentioned that not only was she otw, she’d be there any moment. He unchained me, tying me up again to the chair facing the bed. Daddy put my gag back on and placed his spent cock on my forehead, I knew my role, I’m a good slut. I opened my mouth and cleaned every inch of cock he shoved inside my drooling mouth.

By the time daddy was hard again, the door bell rang, and my heart stopped. I closed my eyes as I heard daddies footsteps going down to the foyer. Hyper aware of my cunt on full display, my legs spread on the arms of the chair. My wetness display even if I were to rebel.

And then they cane back in, she was prettier than I remembered, time had treated her well. But it was when she slapped me I knew I was in trouble. I mutely watched them sit on the bed, making out at first, and then her tongue making its way down his cock just like I had, not ten minutes earlier.

It was driving me crazy that I was being ignored, and as ashamed as I felt, I couldn’t hide how turned I was if I wanted to. I moaned and whines as she mounted his cock in earnest. My daddy flipped her over and forcefully pushed her feet behind her ears, bottoming our in her pussy. He fucked her like that, holding her throat with one hand and her ankles with the other.

I was enthralled, I loved the way she looked at me when he thrusted. The savage sadism in her eyes, she was getting off on this, and I realized just how sadistic she was. From my angle I couldn’t see daddy’s face, but I could tell by his thrusts he was getting close. He came in her cunt, covered in sweat and smiling. After taking a moment to breathe, he got off the bed and walked to me, telling her not to move in the slightest manner before quickly thrusting into my throat, cleaning his cock off wether I liked it or not.

And then he dragged my to the bed, lifting all 98 pounds of me onto the bed and forcing my head into her pussy. I complied. I licked her and licked her, I licked like I had never had a meal so good. I licked every drop of sperm. And the more his ex moaned. The more disrespected and used I felt, and the wetter I became.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fdalgb/i_cleaned_up_daddies_mess_f