Page 55 of For Her Own Good

She looks up at me, biting her lip and looking genuinely nervous. She’s very good at this, the role-playing. Makes me want to tease her, fire up the blush and stoke the heat in her cheeks. Is it turning her on even as it’s embarrassing her? I can play this game too, want to play with her.

“What’s too big?”

Her hips and shoulders shift, a sweet squirm that makes me want to groan and sink my teeth into her flesh again, suck at her skin until I leave marks on her.

“Your…your…”

“Go on. My what?”

“Your cock, Daddy.”

Fuck me. Her choked near whisper and the way there’s white all round her irises make me want to dispense with this and rut into her.

“You’re worried it’s too big, eh?”

I lean up and wrap my hand around the aforementioned cock, letting the head stick out from my fist as I stroke myself a few times. Too hard of a grip to make me come, but her gaze is pinned to the tip as though she’s expecting me to spurt come all over her at any second. Someday I will.

Someday, I’ll cover her tits and her torso in sticky white semen and then rub it into her skin, marking her. Not today. Today I want to bury myself in her to the hilt and imagine filling her cunt so full of come it spills out of her. I’m a medical professional, I ought to know better, and yet there’s something about the image that makes me burn for her, has me going up in flames and not wanting them to be put out.Set me aflame, Star, until I’m mere ashes. I’d be grateful and proud to be the conflagration you warmed your body upon.

She sinks her teeth further into her plump, pink lip and nods.

“I’d never hurt you, Star. Not really. I might spank your bottom if you’re naughty and make you whimper and cry, but I’d never give you something you can’t handle. You believe that, right? That I know what’s best for you?”

“Ooh.”

I give my dick a few more pumps while I look in her eyes, and she looks dazed, perhaps a bit stoned. Her dark eyes are glossed over and wide, pupils blown with desire, and whether she means to or not, she’s squirming underneath me, pressing her hips up as though she wants what I’m offering her; is, in fact, begging for it.

“Tell me, little girl. Say it out loud. I want to hear you. I…I need to hear you.”

Yes, I am absolutely getting off on the illusion of being in charge of her, holding her in the palms of my hands, being in control of what she gets and how much she can take, but I need my own assurances.

She’s perhaps a little too convincing at this wide-eyed innocent routine. Perhaps when I’ve gotten more used to this, used to her being this sweet, vulnerable thing I hold like a ripe peach, waiting to sink my teeth into, I won’t need her to anymore and maybe she’ll prefer that, but today I need to check.

“I know you’d never hurt me. Daddy knows best.”

Fireworks. In my brain. Colored explosions go off against a background that’s gone black, and if I’m not careful, everything will end in a smoky haze. She deserves better than that from me, so I’ll take a breath and provide it for her. Fulfill her fantasies that she’s been brave enough to ask for, and perhaps someday be worthy of everything she’s ever trusted me with.

“You’ll be good for me, then. Take everything I give you.”

“Yes, Daddy, yes.”

“You seem like you want this, actually. Like your sweet little pussy is dripping wet for me and you want me to fuck you with my big, fat cock. Look at you, your hips bucking, your eyes bright, your pert little nipples rock hard, begging to be sucked.”

Her eyes close and she moans, almost as if she’s in pain from waiting. I know how she feels. I’m going to die if I have to wait any longer.

“Ye don’t have to wait anymore. I’ll go slow at first, work my thick hard cock inside that tight cunt of yours, and when you’re ready, I’m going to fuck you, Star. Drive into you until you cry out my name. Until your legs are splayed wide open and you’re getting hammered. I’m going to absolutely pound you until you’re wrecked. That’s what I’m going to do and you’re going to love it, aren’t you, my horny little girl?”

“Yes, Daddy, please. Please. Give it to me, please, I want it."

Yes. With that resounding and enthusiastic consent, that I can do.

“Condoms, love?”

“Oh, fuck, right.”

She wrenches open a drawer and tosses a strip at me. I tear one off and rip it open so I can get suited up as quickly as possible because I can’t stand not being inside her for another second.

And then I’m in between her thighs, her pussy swollen, pink, and glistening in front of me like the Promised Land. Leaning forward and settling myself, I notch the head of my cock into her so all I have to do is push to be inside.

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