She needs you to cuddle her from behind, pressing into her so that she can feel how hard your cock is. You pull her shirt off. Kiss your way up her neck and whisper in her ear exactly how you’re going to defile her this time, as you undo her bra and pinch her hardening nipples. Press closer into her to emphasise your point.
When she tries to push back into you, you throw her onto the bed and yank her jeans off. She’s vulnerable, exposed, and she shivers as your proprietary fingers explore her back, moving lower achingly slowly.
“Daddy, please touch me.” She begs, whining slightly. Anything to get more than this.
“But I am touching you babygirl,” you say teasingly.
“You know what I mean,” She’s sulky now.
“Hmm… Do you mean like this?” You ask, reaching around and tweaking her nipples. She squeaks.
“No daddy.”
“Hmm…” You rest a hand on her ass, squeezing lightly. The other slips inside her panties and strokes her clit. She desperately wiggles back onto your hand, needing more of your touch.
“Yes daddy, thank you.” She gasps as you slip a finger inside her.
And cries out as your hand moves away.
You pull off her panties and she hears the rustling of clothes dropping onto the floor behind her. She tries to crane her head to catch a glimpse but you rebuke her.
“Ah ah. Naughty. Eyes on the bed, princess.”
“Yes daddy,” She mumbles, disappointed.
You climb onto the bed and straddle her, hovering over her so that you can whisper in her ear.
“I’m going to use you, angel. I’m going to ruin your slutty little pussy, and you are going to enjoy every second. Aren’t you? Because you’re my cock hungry little whore.”
Then, without warning, you push deep into her. She gasps, struggling to adjust and you relent, pulling out slightly.
“Relax baby,” you say, and slowly push back in. She moans as you fill her with your cock. In these moments, she knows you own her completely, because she’d do anything to feel this again and again and again.
You pound into her, using her like you would a toy. She’s writhing on your cock, whimpering at the pleasure-pain of the assault. You wrap a hand around her throat and squeeze firmly.
You slip into a slower rhythm, just as hard and deep. Relentless. She could never escape this.
Wrapping a hand around her hair, you tug slightly, experimentally, using it as reins.
She’s slave to your needs as you fuck her, hard, hitting her g-spot.
Her pussy clenches around your cock.
“I’m getting close daddy. May I cum?”
“Well, you have been such a good girl today… I suppose you can.”
“Thank you daddy.”
You keep hitting that place, and she can’t hide her moans.
“Daddy I – I can’t -”
“Cum for me baby.”
And she does, begging you to keep going, keep using her. You obey, but she can tell you’re getting close.
“Daddy I need you to fill me with your cum. I want it all inside me, coating my walls. I want to feel that you own me.”
You hold still inside her. “You’re mine.” You say hoarsely.
You cum inside her, filling her with your warm, wonderful seed, and when you finally finish you slip out of her, spent. You tuck her gently into your arms, kissing her forehead before you both fall asleep.