I slid my panties off, tossing them onto my unmade bed. Slowly, I wandered into the kitchen and grabbed master a beer, pinching my nipples softly to make them hard as I stood in front of the cold refrigerator. Walking back into the den, I leaned over the old musty armchair with the beer in hand.
“Here you go, Sir. Can I have a sip?”
He turned his head slightly, acknowledging me as he grabbed at the bottle.
I circled around the chair slowly and lowered myself onto his lap, wrapping my legs around his hard body. I felt the cold steel of his work belt pressing into my inner thigh.
“Open your mouth.” He said and lifted the bottle.
I did as I was told, opening my mouth wide and sticking my tongue out slightly.
He pressed the bottle to my lips and wrapped his arm around my back, stopping at the curve of my lower spine. I scooted in closer as I swallowed and when he lowered the bottle, I pressed my lips to his cheek.
“Now let me get back to watching the game.” He grunted, still holding on.
I leaned against him with my head over his shoulder and slowly started moving my hips back and forth against his lap.
My nipples hardened and I made eye contact with him. “Nothing, Sir” I smiled, biting my lip. “I’m just being a good girl.” He sighed and loosened his grip, letting me fall back against his chest.
The smell of cheap cologne and cigarette smoke clung to his jacket and without thinking, I pressed my lips to his neck. I ran my tongue across his jaw and started nipping at the skin by his collar bone. His rough hands gripped the arm chair but he didn’t pull away.
I began to slowly ride him, feeling his hardness press into my wet cunt. He grabbed my hair and pulled me back harder this time.
“What the fuck are you doing, you little whore??” He said harshly, “I didn’t say you could get off.”
I stared at him and bit my lip, still feeling his cock pulsating in his pants.
Suddenly, he pushed me backwards and I fell onto the dirty carpet. He bent over and grabbed the front of my dress, yanking me up so hard that the fabric ripped. My tits were fully visible now and my nipples got hard yet again as he examined my body.
Using both hands, he pushed me hard against the wall and pinned me there, staring down at me with fire in his eyes.
“You want my cock, little slave? Is that what you want?!”
I moaned softly but couldn’t move, still trapped under the weight of his body. He gripped my hair and used his other hand to tear my dress fully open, exposing my naked body. I felt myself starting to get wet.
He cupped my tits in his rough hands and squeezed them, lowering his head to my nipple and sucking it hard. He pulled back slightly and slapped it forcefully before biting down, leaving a pink mark along the edge of my skin.
His head moved further down as he aggressively grabbed at my hips and stomach, kissing them while he dug his fingernails into my ass. His lips caressed the top of my shaved clit and he gave it a soft bite before forcing me onto the ground.
“You like teasing me don’t you, whore?” He said. grabbing my nipples hard as he hovered over me.
Putting one hand on each thigh, he forced them open and ran his hand over my bare, wet pussy. Then he drew back and slapped it, making me cry out.
I moaned and he put his hand over my mouth, holding me in position with his strong thighs. Using his other hand, he shoved two fingers inside of me and started pumping in and out.
“You like that, little bitch? You like getting fucked by your master, don’t you?”
He pulled his beer bottle off the couch and slowly inserted it into my pussy with his other hand still pressed over my mouth. He began pumping the bottle in and out and playing with me, rubbing my pussy between his fingers and pulling on my clit.
He dropped both hands down to my hips, flipping me onto my knees and shoved his tongue onto my cunt, holding me down with his body weight.
“If you cum or even fucking moan I’m going to stop and let you suffer” he said as he sucked on my clit, licking me harder and faster.
Suddenly, he stopped. I writhed, begging him to keep going. “Please, Sir, put your mouth on my cunt” I pleaded, but he laughed harshly. He silenced me with his hand, and undid his belt. I felt a warm pressure and then gasped as shoved his cock deep inside of me. My back arched and he rammed himself into me hard as the metal of his jeans clinked over and over.
“I’m going to cum inside of your cunt you whore. Tell me you like it.”
He lifted his hand off of my now swelling lips.
“Yes daddy,” I gasped, “I like it”
“You like daddy’s cock, don’t you?”
“Yes, Sir” I replied obediently
He growled and fucked me harder and I began to suck on his fingers as he took me. He slapped my tits and pinched my nipples hard as he moved, then pinned my hands and feet to the floor. I struggled to get free but it was no use. I felt my master stretching and filling my pussy. He abused my holes, shoving his fingers in my mouth and slapping my body as he fucked me harder and harder.
Suddenly, he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, his whole body tensing as he squirted hot cum into my swollen cunt. He held me there tightly until he was ready to pull himself out and then laughed as he moved his way up to my chest. He pulled my body up and forward, holding my face in place as he shoved his cock into my mouth. Wrapping his hands around my head, he rammed himself down my throat over and over as I gagged, tears running down my face.
He pulled his thick cock out of my mouth and stuffed it between my breasts, holding them together as he fucked them. He pressed them tightly together as he held my face firmly against his stomach, making it hard for me to breathe. I felt hot cum squirt onto my chin. He pulled back, wiped the cum off of me and shoved both of his fingers into my mouth.
Once he got bored of playing with me, he pulled me over to the armchair, where he tied me to the side table, my legs spread wide open facing him.
He went into the bedroom and came back out, holding a thick rubber dildo in his hands. Leaning over, he shoved the dildo into my pussy and slapped it, laughing as he sat back down.
“Good whore” he said “You’ll know when I’m ready for more” He lit a fresh cigarette and went back to watching the game.
This is so hot, and well written ♡