TW: it gets a little rough
Based on a night with the ex.
We used to have a van. I say we but really it was my brothers, I just used it a lot whenever I could get my hands on the keys.
It was heavy and loud and definitely not appealing to look at but it served its purpose.
He told me to meet him at one of our usual spots, in a cul de sac at the edge of a national park.
I pulled up to furthest point on the street and popped the van in park. I could feel my heart pumping the blood through my body, circulating particularly in a certain spot under my skirt. My senses heightened as the fear started to creep in and I knew that if I stood up, there’d be a wet spot on the drivers seat.
My phone buzzed
*Turn off your lights*
I was caught a little off guard, I’d done a quick look around as I was driving in and hadn’t seen any other cars or people in the area but did as I was told.
It buzzed again
*Now be a good girl and get in the back, get into position and leave the door open*
My heart started beating even faster knowing he was watching and what he had in store for me tonight.
I hopped out of the drivers seat and slid the door open to the back. I fluffed up the pillows I’d brought and started to lay the blankets down so I wouldn’t have to feel the rubber flooring when the inevitable beltings stung the back of my legs and my ass.
I knew he wouldn’t care about my comfort while he violated me so I figured I might as well put the effort in.
As my ner nerves set in, I started to fumble with a few of the tools my brother had left in the back and accidentally knocked a few out the door and onto the dirt.
Crap.
I wanted to be presentable and prepared for when I finally got to see him after a week of edging.
I quickly jumped out and started grabbing at the tools that had rolled under the van, trying to get back into position as quickly as I could.
I picked myself up off the floor and dusted off my knees and as I was about to hop back in I felt his fingers grab at my hair pull my head back so I could see the stars twinkling peacefully above us.
I squealed, I hadn’t heard his steps as he approached me and the pain had startled me.
“As much as I love seeing you bent over in the dirt that’s not the position I asked you to be in, now is it?“
It took my brain a few seconds to string the words together but i somehow got words out.
“N-no daddy, I’m sorry, I just knocked some to-”
His other hand quickly covered my mouth.
“Shush babygirl, I don’t need to hear excuses now do I?”
“No sir.” I managed to mumble through his fingers.
He untangled his fingers from my hair and started to let his hands wander over my body gently. He slid his hands up to cup my tits and his grip intensified, my nipples got hard as I could feel the bulge in his pants start to grow against my back.
“Mmm you feel good baby”
I started to wiggle my ass slowly up against him as he pinched and played with my nipple piercings.
Suddenly, he pushed me violently onto the floor of the van.
“Position. Now.”
On my knees, ass in the air and tits on the floor. It was freezing and I couldn’t help but appreciate the soft blanket beneath me as I waited for his next touch.
I was in position for what felt like hours but was probably about a minute or two before I felt it.
THWACK
There’s no mistaking the feeling of a leather strap landing heavily on your skin, especially when it manages to hit your cunt.
I jerked up and let out a scream, he usually warmed me up a bit before getting his belt out.
I could feel my skin instantly heat up where he’d landed his belt against my skin.
“That’s not your position little girl”
I automatically positioned myself again, ass up, cunt dripping.
I was preparing myself for another belting when I felt his finger slide up my slit, teasing my hole.
“Mmmm, you’re very wet already.”
“Yes Daddy”
“I knew you were lying when you said you hated my belt, weren’t you babygirl?”
“No daddy!”
“No? Are you sure little one? Your pussy tells a different story”
Before I can reply, another THWACK.
He was a teasing mood tonight and I hated when he got like this, I wanted the beatings over quickly so I could finally get the release that I’d been waiting – not so patiently- for.
I jolted but managed to stay in position, my toes curling as the sting of the belt lingered. And then again, THWACK.
The next one came so quickly I didn’t have time to take a breath in before I was felt winded again.
My hands stretched out and grabbed at the pillow above my head.
“Please sir!“
Another one, this time even harder.
THWACK
I could feel the tears start to well in my eyes.
“Yes baby?”
“Please sir, can I taste you first daddy?”
He scoffed “Do you think that’s what you deserve?”
I hate this question, i hate being the one making the decisions of what I deserve. My head always swung from deserving all of the cuddles, kisses and orgasms to deserving nothing, just being tied up in a basement somewhere, left to be just used over and over again with no relief.
But I tried my luck, anything to get a break between the beatings. “Yes daddy, I’ve been so good this week!” I exclaimed.
He paused to think. I had been good, I had edged every night for the past week and had done my deep throat training like he’d asked- 20 minutes every night of working my 12″ double ended dildo down my throat as far it could go.
I heard his buckle jangle as he raised the belt again. I braced myself but was met with the feeling of his finger sliding into me. I let out a gasp. His fingers were so rough from his work, that I could feel every nook and callous rub against the inside of my cunt and I loved it.
“I did enjoy your videos everyday, you seemed particularly eager with your training the last few days. Turn around.”
I spun around in my knees quickly and met his gaze as our faces came together slowly.
His lips pressed against mine, the taste and feel of his skin against me quickened my heartbeat.
His kiss became harder as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. We spent a little while just making out before I felt his hands on the back of my neck. He grasped at my hair and pulled my head back.
“Please let me taste you daddy. ” I whimpered, my hands reaching towards his crotch, feeling how hard I’d made him through his jeans.
He let out an almost growl as a smirk slid across his face.
“Be a good girl and undo daddy’s pants.”
I didn’t miss a beat as I reached for the buttons on his jeans, his bulge pushing out of his pants.
He released his hand from the back of my head and pulled his underwear down.
“Go on then, you can taste daddy now”
“Thank you daddy!!” I quickly scrambled onto all fours so that I was face to face with his cock.
I licked my hand before stroking his cock, spreading my saliva over him to make it easier to slide into my throat.
I brought his cock to my mouth, my tongue flicking across before sliding the tip of his cock onto my lips.
He let me do my work, sucking his cock with fervor. Letting the saliva drip out of my mouth as I gagged on him.
I could feel the head of his cock reach the back of my throat and was about to pull up before he pushed my head down further onto him and held my head in place as he started to fucked my throat.
My eyes started to water and I started to panic, I could feel myself running out of air and the grip on the back of my head just got stronger.
Thankfully I hadn’t eaten throughout the day, he never let me eat before we met up.
He wanted to make a mess of me, to see all of my throat gunk rubbed all over my face and down my chest.
I was nothing but his human flesh light and we both knew it.
He finally pulled my head off his cock, strings of saliva leading from my mouth. SMACK
His hand came down on my face. My cheek burning as he grabbed my chin and brought my face to his. He loved tasting himself on my tongue.
“What do you say little girl?”
By this point my replies were almost automatic, my brain had switched off, there’s was no need for it right now.
I looked into his eyes “Thank you daddy.”