Page 31 of Mind Games

Her moan vibrated around my dick, and I chuckled at her trying to complain. I glanced between us before I pulled back and began to face fuck her. It took her a few moments to get used to my pace, but once she relaxed her throat, it became easier to thrust in and out of her mouth. I could feel her saliva soak my balls, but it only made me fuck her harder.

“You wanted to play, baby. Daddy is simply obliging you,” I panted as I kept the pace fast and furious, uncaring when her teeth began to graze my dick because I didn't mind a little pain. “Daddy is going to use this tight little fuck hole until you make me cum.”

She couldn't do anything but keep her jaw open and try not to gag. I couldn't deny that had throat felt like her pussy, and there was plenty of precum and saliva that eased my path. The problem was that the journey home and her tight throat were about to make me cum. I reared back and slammed myself against her face until my balls slapped her.

“Keep that mouth wide open and stick your tongue out,” I growled at her as I crouched over her chest.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth before I began to wank over her wet mouth. I rubbed the tip, and when my balls reared up, I made sure that the tip of my dick was at her mouth. I watched as my cum spurt out and covered her pink tongue with my thick gooey cum.

I grunted as I watched it move to the back of her throat. My dick throbbed as jet after jet of cum sprayed inside her mouth. It was only until I squeezed the last of it out and rubbed it over the tip of her tongue that my malice diminished. A twenty-minute car journey with a rock-hard dick and blue balls hadn't been pleasant.

“Good girl, now swallow Daddy’s cream up,” I said as I pulled my cock away from her mouth.

While she swallowed my cum I rubbed my cock all over her wet face before I got up and put on my boxers. I leaned over the bed and tugged on the chain. My reward was her frustrated groan as she struggled to move her legs. I unclipped the clamp to hear her take a sharp intake of breath at the pain, but I gently sucked and licked her. After sucking and releasing her tit a few times, I did the same with the other rosy pink nipple.

“Daddy, please can I cum?” she whispered softly.

“Not yet, baby,” I said with a grin as I saw the relief on her face.

She was so gullible.

The enema would take a while, and I would enjoy edging her by playing with her pussy until she broke down.

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It took another thirty minutes until her ass was full to the brim. By the time I plugged her ass, she was a chaotic yet stunning mess. I untied her ankles from the bed and began to rub her feet before I worked my way up her legs.

“How do you feel, baby?” I asked.

Her head shot up, and she pursed her lips together before answering me.

“Horny, sore and cranky,” she grumbled.

“Let’s get you to the bathroom then,” I chirped, earning another sullen look.

I helped her into the bathroom and removed the plug before I sat her on the toilet. She groaned and held her abdomen. I let her be and closed the bathroom door behind me. I noticed her sketchbook on the bean bag and a few minor pen marks on the bean bag. Remembering her earlier confession made me smile. I picked up the drawing pad and opened it up.

She had sketched butterflies around the page with a few flowers and grass. It was the words that she’d never uttered that filled my dead heart with life.

I Love My Daddy.

This was it. My obsession with Daisy and her fractured mind was complete. As long as she never found out the truth, I didn't anticipate any significant problems with her. If anything, she had responded far better to my unorthodox treatment than anyone who had come before her. I traced the colourful words with my fingers, but when I heard the toilet flush, I put the book down as I’d found it.

I’d planned on fucking her ass until she begged for mercy, but my baby deserved some sweet loving.

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Daisy lay on top of me on her Nintendo Switch while I read through some files. It wasn't comfortable, especially when she became exuberant, but if I wasn't inside her, I wanted her as close to me as possible to me.

“Die, you motherfucker! Hahaha, take that,” she shrieked as she elbowed my ribs.

I rubbed my hand over my face because she was probably playing with some prepubescent kid. It has been three days since she put her glorious self-loving show on for me. She’d slept like a log that night. Daisy was content in my home, and I knew she loved me.

“Oh, sorry, Daddy. I know you're working, but Zinger742 was asking for it,” she said before uttering more insults at the other gamer under her breath.

I put my file behind me on the table before I took the Switch from her.

“Too much of it isn't good for your eyes,” I said when she began to grumble.

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