It’s late spring/early summer and the Georgia summer heat can already be felt along with the smell of an incoming thunderstorm. There is nothing quite like the calm before the storm. That quiet peace, but the tenseness in the weather that you can just feel because you know nature is about to unleash it’s fury. As a boy it was always exciting to see the devastation a storm could deliver, but also how it benefited the ground and the environment around it by providing it just what it needed. Today however, it won’t be just a Georgia thunderstorm, but me who delivers the same fear and excitement to the one I love.
I call into the house, “Baby Girl, it’s time to go.” You hurry to the door wearing just what you were told – a white strapless sun dress that goes just above the knee. Underneath the dress, a lacy white bra and panties that can be seen just slightly when the setting sun hits it just right. You are excited about our date even though you have no idea what it is going to be. The eagerness, with which you climb into my truck, is both cute and full of innocence. Little do you know that today Daddy will be taking every last bit of that innocence.
We leave the house and we drive down some country roads. My hand on your knee, feeling your skin, my eyes glancing over at you watching you smile. We drive a few miles and as we come to a clearing in the woods, I pull the truck over. The leaves are on the trees, but not all the way into their summer bloom. The sun can be seen setting through the trees and the sky is now becoming darker as the oncoming storm becomes more visible. You look at me with confusion as I tell you to get out of the car. You hesitate for a moment, confused why I would be asking you to get out when there is absolutely nothing in sight. There is no special date waiting, or dinner that you had expected. No this is much different. This is quiet and alone. I ask again, “get out of the car baby girl.” This time you respond, “yes daddy” as you slide your little ass off the seat and your feet hit the ground. The moment your feet hit the ground, I look you in the eyes and simply say, “run.” Again your look is confusion. You ask “Daddy what do you mean run?” My response sends chills through your body as I tell you, “Daddy isn’t here today. Now run.” Your eyes now see the seriousness in my face, and you remove your shoes to run as you hear the thunder begin to grumble. With one last look in my eyes, you race into the woods.
You run as fast as you can; feeling the leaves under your bare feet as you feel your heart racing. You have no idea what to expect, but you know that the sound of my voice was stern, and not like you are used to. You hear me yell, “run little slut, I’m coming for you!” The sound of my voice echoes in the empty woods. You hear the thunder again and the first few drops of rain begin to fall on your cheeks. Your beautiful white dress rubbing against the trees and being torn slightly by the thorns. You look back trying to see if I have made any ground on you, but as you do, you lose your footing and stumble to the ground. The leaves and small sticks digging slightly into your knees and palms of your hands. You hesitate a moment, scared and not knowing how much longer you can go on. You look back again from your knees to see me approaching. As you try to scramble to your feet, you feel my hands grab your foot and pull you to me as your hands dig at the ground trying to stop me. You roll over to kick, but I grab your legs .
I tear the bottom of your dress and tie it around your feet. You look at me with fear in your eyes, but somewhere inside you, you find yourself increasingly aroused. A second strip of your dress is ripped – this time to tie your hands. Then I pull you to your knees by your hair, grab you by the throat and tell you to look in my eyes now. You look up at me as I begin to unbutton my pants and slide them off me. I tell you to open that pretty little mouth and you refuse. I slap the side of your face and tell you again to open it. As you open it, I slide my throbbing cock inside. There is no gentleness in this endeavor. I grab the back of your head and tell you to take it all. Fucking your throat and seeing the tears swell in your eyes. With each thrust in your throat I can feel you ready to gag. Your spit dripping down the shaft of my cock onto my balls. Then I stop.
I push you back onto the ground and take the knife from my pocket. Your torn dress barely covers your panties now, but you feel my hands slide up your legs to cut the panties from your body. As I remove them I notice the wet spot that has formed on them and tell you, “you little slut. You love this don’t you?” Before you can answer, I shove your panties into your mouth to gag you. Then I roll you onto all fours and shove my cock inside your little cunt. As I enter you the rain begins to pour. Your body barely covered by your tattered dress that is now becoming see through with the wetness from the rain.
You feel my cock over and over as I pound you. My balls slapping the lips of your pussy as you take every inch of me inside you. Your screams muffled by your panties and the sound of the thunder. I can feel your pussy tighten and get wetter as you begin to cum for me. Your aching little cunt loving every minute of being forced to take my cock. As you cum, I can feel my balls begin to swell. I give you a few more deep thrusts and then remove your panties from your mouth. “Tell me where you want my cum you little whore.” You scream, “I need it in my pussy please!”, as I begin to fill you with cum. Once my balls are empty, I pull out, my cum dripping from your lips. I turn you over to face me again, cutting off the restraints now and helping you to your feet. I kiss you softly and look into those eyes. “Good girl, now follow me.” I lead you to a little cabin in the woods. I kiss you as we enter and tell you that today you were my little whore, but tonight you will be my Queen.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hrq668/light_cnc_storm_is_coming