I was awash in a see of confusion. I couldn’t reconcile all the warring sensations I was feeling. Physically, and emotionally. Sally’s warm wet mouth sucked hard around my cock. Her tongue lapped at the head, driving me crazy. At the same time, I could feel the aching pain coming from my ass, her lube and my fluids leaking where just minutes ago she was railing me balls deep with her big red strap on. I could still hear her bubbly personality, coaching me on, each time she thrust her big red dick deep inside of me. I could feel my guts wrench, “you’re doing so good, Daddy. My cock feels so good inside your ass, Daddy. It’ll be over soon, Daddy… just let it happen, Daddy. Give yourself to me. Just let it happen. Just let go. Let me have you.” And I did. I gave myself up to her. She broke me. Even if in my head I know this isn’t right. I don’t want to fight her.
As if she could read my mind, Sally slid a finger up inside my ass. My breathing started to hitch. I was so tender. In what can only be described as her MO at this point, she started to rub her finger against my prostate releasing yet another confusing feeling of pleasure and pain. My eyes had started to well up. She sucked hard as she pulled back from my cock. It slipped out of her mouth with a loud slurping sound. “Doesn’t that feel good, Daddy? I love making it dance.” Her finger repeatedly rubbed against my prostate, my cock twitching each time she applied pressure. “They’re so cute when they dance for me. Aren’t they, Daddy?” I moaned softly under my breath. My glassed over eyes stared straight up at the ceiling, a tear threatening to fall over the edge of my eyelid. “I can’t hear you, Daddy.” She slid two more fingers inside me, stretching me open again, and then pushed hard against my prostate. My cock twitched against her lips. “What was that?” “Yes, princess! Uuuuuh uhhh…yeeeessss. It feels so good. Don’t stop, princess. I need this. This is what I want.” The words just came out. A yes would have been satisfactory, but I just kept going. I’d become Pavlov’s dog. Salivating at the sound of a bell. “That’s it, Daddy. Give me that delicious Daddy cum.” She pressed harder and faster, now stroking my cock as well. She opened her mouth, jerking me off against her lower lip. Her tongue tickling the very tip of my cock. “Cum for me, Daddy. I want to taste you.” She stroked harder and harder. My aching cock could barely take it. The overstimulation from already having cum who knows how many times before was making it almost impossible to orgasm. “Cum for me now, Daddy!” Her fingers pressed hard against me inside and like a balloon busting, my cum exploded into her mouth. She kept jerking it, cum streaming into her mouth, then she milked it onto her face. Caressing my cock against her cheeks. Soft sounds of satisfaction as her chest heaved up and down. “Mmmmmm… yes, Daddy. It’s all mine.” She wiped the cum all over her face with my cock. She let go of it and rolled up to me. It stayed erect, but I could barely feel it anymore. She crawled onto her knees and got face to face. “You’re doing so good, Daddy.” She patted me on the head and leaned in to kiss me. I could feel my cum on her cheeks. I could taste it in her mouth.
She hopped off the bed again and went to grab something. She returned again with a bottle of water and stretched out her hand. Two pills. Viagra, and I don’t know the other. “Take these.” “What is it?” “It’s viagra, silly. I already told you.” “Yeah, but what’s the other one?” “That’s a secret, Daddy. A girl’s gotta have secrets you know.” She innocently booped my nose. “Just pretend it’s a vitamin.” “It’s not gonna hurt me, is it.” “Vitamins don’t hurt, Daddy. Duh… Just take it.” Her brow furrowed as she made her demand. “Fine.” I threw the pills back and chased them with a sip of water. “The whole bottle, Daddy. I need you hydrated.” She started to kiss me again. I felt her hand on my chest and she pushed me down into the bed. She continued to make out with me until I heard the sound of ratcheting. The handcuffs were back on. “Don’t you go anywhere.”
She disappeared for about fifteen minutes. The room started to spin just a little. Whatever she gave me was starting to take effect. She walked back in the bedroom, she was wearing a cheerleader uniform. Normally I would be drooling over what I saw. “What did you give me?” She climbed onto the bed and began to straddle me like when I had first awoken. I need to know that you’re 100% mine. Not mostly mine. And not faking. She smiled looking straight in my eyes. “This will tell me. And then we can work on it.” “What do I have to do to convince you?” “Nothing. You’re going to tell me. Do I have all your loyalty? Do I own you and all your will?” “No, I still love Alice.” Why would I say that? “What’s it going to take, Daddy?” “Not much more. I can’t take much more.” “Good!” She hopped off the bed and went looking for something else. She held up both hands. In one hung the straps of a spider gag, and in the other was a red butt plug. I slowly closed my eyes, clearly resigned to my fate. “I just don’t want to have to coerce you with blackmail, Daddy.” She shook the spider gag and smiled. “But I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t want to have to do this.”
She climbed on the bed and started fitting the gag on me. I complied opening my mouth for her to fit the gag. “Good boy.” She patted my head. “Now this is going to hurt. Lift up your legs.” Tears started to roll down my cheeks and my lip began to quiver. As much as it could at least, while being pulled open by the gag. She grabbed my cock and began to stroke it and pressed the plug against my asshole. I let out a few muffled sobs but said nothing as I knew it would do me no good. She kept stroking my cock as she started to push it inside. She was oddly sensual considering the pain she was inflicting on me. I’m certain my cock would be shriveled up if it wasn’t for all the viagra she had fed me. It still throbbed in her hand as I winced from the pain of the plug’s girth cresting in my asshole. I held my breath as I felt my asshole begin to contract, swallowing up the plug all the way to the hilt. The feeling of fullness was immense. “Good Daddy. Just one more thing.” “What are you doing?!” Except it was just a jumble of vowels. She understood my panic though. “I can’t fuck your throat without Big Red, Daddy.” My panic did anything but subside as the thought of her sadistically shoving the dildo down my throat sprang to mind as well as the realization that she gave the dildo the aptly plucky name “Big Red”. She climbed off the bed and then back on again, now with the dildo in hand. She straddled me once again. The plug dug hard inside me with her added weight. She put her hand on my stomach and pushed against it as she leaned forward on me. She raised the dildo in front of my face and shook it. “Ready Daddy?” The gelatinous monster wobbled as my eyes went wide. “No, ease.” She shoved the dildo into the gag before I could get out the second malformed “no”.
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