Page 39 of Brutal Surrender

“Sir,” I remind her.

“Sir.”

“Say the whole line correctly.” I command, partly because I’m an asshole, partly because I love hearing her talk dirty.

“I want to come on your cock, sir.”

With that, I sink my length into her. She draws in a sharp breath. I lean over her. “Now say it again. Three times.”

She closes her eyes, but I grasp her jaw harshly. There will be no disassociating or imagining someone else while I fuck her.

“Look at me,” I growl.

Hearing the warning tone in my voice, she does.

“You’re going to keep looking at me,” I tell her. “You’re going to keep your eyes open the whole time, even when you’re coming.”

I don’t know if that’s physically possible. I don’t think one can sneeze without closing one’s eyes, but I like it when she looks at me with desire. “Now tell me, correctly, what it is my pet wants.”

She obeys. “I want to come on your cock, sir. I want to come on your cock, sir. I want to come on your cock, sir.”

As I continue to hold her jaw, I rock my hips. “Next time, say it right the first time, and we won’t have to practice so much.”

The way her warmth and wetness encases my cock, I want nothing more than to pound away at her furiously until my release. Instead, I keep the pace moderate to make sure the angle of my cock suits her.

“Has anyone told you how fuckable you are?” I ask.

I wonder how many guys she’s slept with. I shouldn’t care.

“Besides Daddy, that is,” I add deviously.

“You’re really into incest,” she accuses. “Do you have daddy issues of your own?”

She gasps and furrows her brow when I spear into her hard.

“I do. My dad’s an asshole. If I ever come across him, I’ll fuck him over. Want to see how much?”

I start slamming into her, rough and fast. If I weren’t holding onto her jaw, her body would be halfway to the other side of the bed. Her cries and grimaces indicate to me that she’s in pain. I back down. She’s probably sorry she asked. But it was my fault for pushing her buttons to begin with.

“How about this,” I propose. “You don’t bring up my dad, and I won’t bring up yours. Because I’ll be your daddy from now on.”

She’s not keen on the thought.

I lick the of her neck. “I promise to fuck you longer and harder than your old daddy.”

To my surprise, her pussy flexes harder in response. A new gush of wetness embraces my cock.

“That’s right,” I say softly near her ear. “I’ll fuck you as often as you like. Which will be a lot because we’ve already established what a slutty little girl you are.”

She groans.

“I’ll fuck you in the morning and before you go to bed. Before breakfast, after breakfast, during breakfast. Before your bath, after your bath, in the bath. Before you go to the bathroom, after you go, while you go. Will that be enough for my slutty little girl?”

Sensing her orgasm nearing, I bury myself deeper. With a stifled cry—I’m still holding her jaw—she explodes into convulsions. They nearly send me over the edge, but I don’t want to be done with her. I want to rip another orgasm out of her.

Chapter 19

Martina

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