Daddy fixes me by fucking me. {anal}

He pushed gently through the door. I was on the bed, doing a fair imitation of a boiled shrimp. Pillow clutched to my belly, I was crying. The cramps were so bad this time that I was just counting minutes until the meds worked.

Daddy came and rubbed my back, comforting me in my agony. He gently asked if he could make me feel better until my meds started to work. I could only nod.

He rolled me gently over to a kneeling position, pillow still pressed into my abdomen. Slipping my pjs and panties down from my ass, he petted and soothed as he went. Taking the bottle of lube from the bedside table, he started to work lube into my asshole. I moaned at the distraction, the stretching of my tight pucker uncomfortable but familiar. He kept working slowly, stretching and pulling, adding more lube until my hole was so slick. I gasped when my sphincter rolled over his big knuckles. His other hand rubbed my back, massaging so my muscles would loosen and ease the soreness from being stiff so long. But the fingers pumping slowly in my ass never ceased, rhythmically giving my body a different sensation to focus on. The endorphins started to build in me, discomfort warring with arousal. I was pushing back into his fingers when he paused.

He moved my hair out of my tear streaked face, searching my face to see if I was ready for the next step. Just another nod from the princess of pitiful.

His small smile and he wiped his fingers on my ass, before he stripped. The hurt wasn’t enough to stop me appreciating his cock standing firm, waiting to plumb the depths of my ass. I licked my lips automatically at the sight and he chuckled.

I watched it go by as he moved behind me. His hand on my ass and I tensed. I’m not a big fan of anal. It tends to overwhelm me too much with the sensations between pain, arousal and fullness. However, in these moments, it was a simple fix. He loved anal and that little bit of sadist in him got a fix from fucking me while I was hurting too. But he kneaded at my sore hips, sliding hands along my legs until I relaxed just a bit.

I could see just enough of him in the dresser mirror to watch him turn his cock into a glistening length with lube. It was beautiful. Just watching his hands slide over himself made my mouth water.

Unfortunately, my asshole had already started to tighten back up in the short pause, so he had to use his fingers to pull me open again. Feeling him work the head of his cock past my opening was painful, even with the build-up. I burrowed my face in the bed, trying hard not to fight against the intrusion. Breathe in, push out, breathe in push out as he slid in deeper and deeper. That super full feeling was enough to bring new tears to my eyes, despite his gentleness. As he fit his whole length inside me, the heat of him spooning my lower body, the cramps were finally eclipsed by something much bigger.

He only gave me a few moments to adjust. Then the pumping started. Tears non-stop and whimpering, but I didn’t protest. I was a good girl. As the endorphins started to rise in my body, so did the noises coming from my mouth. And the noisier I got, the faster he got. Pretty soon my brain was wondering how we could take this pummeling. Despite my persistent wailing, my body just didn’t want him to stop. Being lost in this space was amazing, swamped by sensations. It was like the logic that hated my pain was just tucked in a corner watching my body be used. Through the haze, hiis dick continued to pound through me, rearranging my internal organs, hammering them into submission.

The final fantastic surge from his body, the first spurt of hot cum deep into my intestines, brought me a little back to earth. Jammed up against the head board, I felt him pour more cum into me. The welcome warmth in my gut helped me realize the cramps were gone, the fucking and the meds a magical panacea. My ass would be sore and my neck too, but I felt better.

As he rolled off of me, I grinned over at him. Rising quickly from the bed, I got a warm washcloth from the bath and returned to the bed to clean him of all the lube and cum left behind. I could feel my sphincter protesting as I walked. It wanted to close, holding his cum in me where it belonged. So I slid a plug in my ass to keep it there before starting my task of cleaning Daddy’s cock and balls. He looked on approvingly, even going so far as to twist it in place while I’m working. When I’m done, he smacks my ass, sending me skittering from the bed.

Little girls need to finish their homework if they are feeling better and want playtime later, he stated firmly as I walked out of the room, grinning like a fool.

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