Page 78 of Beautiful Broken Vengeance
“What a naughty girl you are, coming before Daddy planned on you doing it.” I shake my head.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I deserve a spanking.” She sighs as she cups her breast, those blue eyes pleading.
“Yes, you do,” I agree as I bring down my hand on the swollen mound of her cunt. Her squeal is precious, even as she soaks the bed beneath her. I fuck her hard with the toy, once, twice, then smack her mound again.
“You’re perfect like this, your ass and cunt open for me, your breasts at mouth level.” I bring a hand down on one perfect cheek and watch it shake with a smile. Once it stops moving I do the same to the other and end with a tug of the toy in her ass.
“I once visited a party where women stayed tied up like this, open and waiting for men to fuck them at any moment. I must admit I found it fascinating a woman would welcome being used by men she didn’t know for the man’s pleasure alone. Would you let Daddy tie you up and keep you open and ready for Daddy’s cock throughout the day?”
She swallows with a gulp as she nods fast.
“Of course you would. How could I forget what a slut you are? Your greedy cunt is always open for me—you said so yourself. I think I would love to see you like this. Your body open, no need to even tug up your skirt before fucking you hard and deep and leaving my seed running out of you.” Watching her close her eyes as her body clenches tight with need has precome leaking down to my balls.
“I do think it would be the perfect addition to my office. My slutty little wife bound and open with her cunt and ass exposed, waiting for me to take my pick of your holes.” I bend the vibe and slide my cock inside her with a rough push. I’m careful not to let the larger vibe touch her clit, not yet. “Which would it be, your mouth for breakfast, yes baby. You will take my cock into your mouth. Daddy will fill every hole you have. And why is Daddy going to take every hole?” I surge inside her with the last question, leaning down onto her.
“Because I belong to you. All of me is yours to use for your pleasure.” Blue shimmers up at me.
“Such a good girl you are. Daddy is so proud of you. You did so well while Daddy dressed you and undressed you. You were so needy, your cunt wet and aching for my cock, yet you didn’t entice Daddy to fuck you. Your reward is the orgasm you deserve.”
“No, Daddy.” She shakes her head. “My reward is Daddy happy.”
Never. I am never letting her go, I vow as I pound deep into my baby’s greedy cunt. When she’s close I press the flat head inside her, press down on her clit, and turn the vibe on. In seconds she’s screaming she’s coming. In minutes, I’m coming inside her, and following her into heaven.
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Phoenix
The next week is amazing. Daddy and me all alone is heaven. We do manage to go to the main house and have lunch with his mother once. I’m ordered to call her mother, orsvkrov’,whichever I preferred. Mother didn’t quite feel right yet, but I was happy to call her mother-in-law, as Daddy explained the Russian word as we walked back to the house. The house I told Daddy I didn’t like. And Daddy wasn’t annoyed at all when I said I didn’t like it.
We took a walk over to the other home that was updated for family use, and I loved it. It’s all clean lines, a contemporary home that still has age to it with it being built in the fifties. It was a little smaller than the house we’re in at a little over seven thousand square feet. There is a one-bedroom, one-bathroom suite for a live-in maid and five bedrooms with five baths. I loved every inch. Although I did prefer the condo, already I longed for the familiarity of it. Daddy promised we could have this house as a second home for when we wanted to be out of the city.
Lydia gave Daddy the number for a dressmaker who was happy to meet with us in another week, as right now was her busiest time. Almost all of her work was due in the next week for the June and July weddings.
Daddy isn’t happy with her estimate of two months to make the dress even with her working on it full time. I plead with Daddy, she’s already remade the dress before. I had no idea it was a popular request, with many brides requesting it or using it as a basis for their dream dress. Grumbling at waiting so long he gives in when I promise to swallow his cock every morning for a month.
Little does he know I’d already planned to do it every morning until he told me to stop. I was at first worried, so very worried I would rememberhimand the things he made me do and want while I was touching Daddy. Worried I would somehow replace him with Daddy and I wouldn’t want to touch him again.
Except there was no mistaking Daddy for anyone else. There was no darkness when we made love, he wanted to see every inch of me as he stroked me, licked me, and drove me crazy. I admitted my fear as he held me tight and said I didn’t have to do anything I didn’t feel comfortable with. When I told him, I did want to, I was just afraid, he turned on every light before he guided my mouth to his cock.
Hard, yet silky soft, thick, pulsing with his heartbeat, I marveled at how perfectly he fit inside me. Tasting him, I sighed at how oddly sweet he was to me. Carefully, I slid my tongue all over him, discovering how a lick made Daddy shiver, sucking while I teased the tip of his cock made him groan, and the hottest thing in the world was when Daddy warned me he was going to come when I sucked his heavy balls into my mouth. I was a greedy girl, a dirty slut, who adored every ounce of Daddy coming in my mouth, then showing him it on my tongue before swallowing at his command.
Daddy did it on the third day: made me sit naked on the leather couch in his office, open and naked for his use. He used my mouth in the morning. My cunt at lunch, then in the afternoon he pressed my breasts together and fucked them before coming all over them. I begged him to free me so I could lick myself clean. Watching me, he jacked his cock as I did it. Before I was done, he fucked me again, hard.
That night, I begged him to come inside me again and again. As I lay there shivering from exhilaration at the feeling, I couldn’t contain the words. “What is wrong with me?”
“Nothing is wrong with you, baby,” Daddy whispers.
“Daddy, that’s ridiculous. I’m lying here hoping you use me again. But this time I want you to call me ‘dirty’ more and…”
Pressing his lips to my forehead, he holds me close. “It isn’t that the words, the degradation feels good, it’s that it feels right. You don’t believe you deserve to feel good. You think your pleasure should come with pain. It shouldn’t. You deserve nothing but pleasure. Some day you will believe it. Once you get there you likely will no longer desire it. If you still do, there is no shame in it. If you do not like it, Daddy will never say it again. Why won’t Daddy say it?”
“Because I’m not a slut. I’m not dirty. The things might be dirty but they aren’t me. They just make me feel good.”
“That’s my baby girl. And that is what you always are to me no matter what: my baby girl. Whether you are twenty-four, fifty-four, or sixty-four, you are my baby to take care of.”
Falling asleep, a weight I hadn’t realized I carried disappeared.
The only thing we haven’t done yet is Daddy fucking my ass. I’m certain I can take him, but he isn’t sure. I pout, Daddy spanks my ass until I beg him to stop.
