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It only took about three minutes before daddy had to gag me.
He had warned me, with a smirk, that he would if I couldn’t be quiet. It was impossible to hold back my screams has he finger-fucked me, though. My pussy was wet and sensitive from cumming all over his cock, but his fingers were relentlessly teasing my clit. My hands bound above my head gave him unobstructed access to every inch of my body, including my pert nipples.
My moans were muffled by the ball gag tight in my mouth. Daddy had secured my ankles using our favorite bed restraints, but I closed my knees awkwardly, trying to get away from his fast-moving fingers.
“If you don’t behave, I’ll have to restrain you even more,” he growled into my ear. I opened my legs briefly, but when his fingers found my clit again, I screamed into the gag and snapped them closed again.
“Have it your way,” he said with a smirk, slapping my cheek gently.
Cash pulled long pieces of black rope from the closet. He looped one end around my leg, just above the knee, passed the rope under the bed and tied the other end around my other leg. He pulled the rope taut, forcing my legs wide open. I strained against the rope, but I wasn’t going anywhere. My daddy now had total access to my body to play.
“And just because you were a bad girl…”
He slipped a blindfold over me, taking me into compete darkness.
I waited…nothing. I was fully exposed, and without the ability to see, my sense were heightened. But Cash seems to have left the room, or was at least be very quiet. My entire body was tense as I waited for him to do something.
And then suddenly there he was. I felt what could only be one of my cool, glass toys thrust into my pussy, filling me completely. I moaned into the gag and as Cash held the toy deep in me, I felt him wiggle my plus into my ass. My pussy was throbbing as it popped in place, filling my ass, and I feel Cash bend down to suck my clit hard. My back arched involuntary and I cried out as his tongue attacked my clit. He gave it a nipple before trailing kisses up my body to my breast.
“You. Are. Mine.” He said, stopping between each word to gently bite me.
Cash sucked and licked my nipples as I strained against the ropes. My pussy was so wet that the glass dildo slid out. He slapped my wide-open pussy softly and thrust it back inside.
“You better clench around this tight and hold it in your little whore pussy,” he said, wiggling it in me a bit. “If you don’t, I’ll have to punish you for being such a slut. Do you understand?”
I nodded as he gave me a few hard thrusts with the dildo before leaving it buried deep in my pussy as he returned to my breasts. He tweaked and pinched my nipples, giving each breast several bites. As he worked, he grew increasingly rough, pinching harder and pulling on my nipples until I was panting and screaming into my gag. I felt the dildo begin to slip out of my pussy again, and try as I might to clench around it, it was no use. I was soaking wet, and before long, it was completely out again.
“What have we here?” Daddy asked. “Are you such a wet slut that even a big dildo like this just falls right out of your pussy?” He thrust his fingers in me and they came out dripping. I felt him wipe the wetness on my stomach. “My little whore is so wet. Maybe she needs to be taught a lesson.”
I felt him slip the dildo back in me and start to move it in and out slowly. “If you’re so wet that you can’t keep a dildo in your pussy, I want to see how wet you can get. Do you hear me? I’m going to fuck you until you squirt, and I’m not going to stop until you squirt again and again. If you want me to untie you, you have to squirt for daddy at least three times.”
My body tensed again as that registered. In my life, I had only ever squirted a few times. Now he wanted me to squirt three times in one scene? What if I couldn’t do it? Would he just leave me tied up like this forever, blindfolded and bound to the bed.
He undid my gag and I licked my dried lips.
“Do you understand me, pet?”
“Yes, daddy,” I said with some hesitation, “but I don’t know if I can…”
He grabbed the back of my hair to hold my head up and thrust his cock into my mouth. He held it deep down my throat as I fought the urge to gag. I gasped and coughed as he pulled out again.
“What were you saying?”
“I don’t know if I…”
Before I could finish, his cock was down my throat again, this time harder than it was before. He pushed me, forcing my mouth balls deep, not caring that I was gagging and trying to pull away. He thrust a few times and pulled out.
“I didn’t hear a ‘yes, daddy’ yet.”
“Yes, daddy,” I said meekly, as he wiped the wetness from my saliva on his cock all over my face.
“Good girl. We’re going to have some fun.”
To be continued…
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