Page 17 of Time Out

“Shove two fingers inside. I want you good and ready for what’s coming next.”

The depraved thoughts and words come from a part of me that I didn’t know I had. Fay doesn’t fight, she seems to be connected to me on this journey, and as harsh as I’m treating her, in my heart all I feel is love.

Fucking love.

“I’m going to fill your belly, baby. First, down your throat, then, right up against your womb. Choke on it!” I bark as I shove myself down, down, beyond the point she deserves. Her tears turn to violent sobs vibrating around my girth, down my shaft and into my balls. “You’re doing so good, you get your prize now.”

I blow, in a long hot burst down her throat. The muscles in my back and thighs turn to knots, the orgasm blasting through me, blinding me for a long moment. If it wasn’t for the way I have my dick lodged in her windpipe, holding me steady at my center, I’d be on my knees with her.

Her slick, thick spit mixes with my hot load, hanging in long strings from her chin, glistening down her tits, but oh, God.

When I come back to her, I hear it.

Feel it.

Her fingers are slapping and working her sex, her own orgasm winding her up and letting her go as I withdraw from her gaping, stretched lips.

She goes off with those unfocused doll-like eyes.

“Daddy,” she croaks, swaying and moaning as she starts to shake and jerk. “I want my Daddy.”

Fuck, I don’t lose one bit of my hardness, and in an instant I’ve got her over my shoulder, stomping toward the bedroom where I spent many long nights years ago, contemplating my life and future.

Never did I imagine I’d be here now, ready to throw my future wife down on the very bed where I’d slept. Ready to fuck a baby into her belly while she looks up and begs for Daddy to not hurt her anymore.

Jesus, it’s a beautiful, perverted sickness she’s awakened in me, and there’s no putting it to bed ever again.

I drop my pants, then yank the boxers from her legs, leaving her spread wide and fully on display for me. I fall to my knees and slide my tongue against her, making sure she’s primed and ready for what’s about to happen.

A rush of her sticky sweetness meets my eager tongue, and her cries mingle with my own moans as I look up to see her tits heaving, fingers twirling her nipples, head lolling to the side. The softness of her body hypnotizes me.

“So fucking perfect. My little girl is perfect,” I moan into her slick opening. “No other girl will ever be as beautiful as you.”

She’s soaking and pulsing, as ready as she can ever be for what’s happening. So I’m back on my feet, fisting myself in slow strokes, and it’s time to stake my claim.

“Other girls,” she mumbles, and some of the glee fades from her eyes as she pulls a shoulder to her ear. “You’ll have other girls, besides me?”

The question is so ludicrous, it almost doesn’t register, but the devastation that marches across her face gives me focus.

“Girls? You think I’ll want other girls?” I shake my head, the idea that I’d ever look at anyone else so outrageous, I’m almost numb at the thought. “The minute you took that stage, there were no other girls in the world in my eyes. I’m wrecked. You own my balls, my dick, my heart…whatever other part of me you want, baby. Daddy only has eyes for his baby. But you should understand, there will never be anyone but me for you. I’ll end anyone that tries.”

I reach up and take her tits in my hands, squeezing hard to drive my point home.

“If you think a spanking and a hard throat fuck were punishment, just try looking at another man, Fay. You won’t like how that turns out for you.” My voice shakes at the thought. “Or him.”

“I don’t want anyone else. I want you.”

“You want who?” I growl, lining up my dick at her hot teenage opening. God help me, I love that innocent look on her face. The sight of her spread and ready for me, her pussy wide and welcoming, has me so close to the edge I don’t know if I’ll ever come back from this.

Her bare pussy lips and the excitement returning to her features has her hips rising up in offering.

“I want Daddy,” she gasps as my heart pounds and I slowly push forward. Her juices are generous and flowing, and my dick is so hard it’s torturous. My eyes roll back at the contact, and I wince, feeling that tightness, wondering if this in reality is going to work.

“So tight. So small.”

“So big,” she mutters in return.

“I know, baby. But you have to take Daddy like a good girl, remember? It’s your job now to do the things you don’t wantme to do with anyone else, isn’t that right? You want me to find another girl to do what you won’t?”

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