Page 20 of Kinknapped

"Boo!" I teased, squeezing the sides of her hips.

Victoria screamed, flipping around with a frying pan in her hold. She swung it like she was Barry Bonds, defending his home run record in baseball. She spun the pan so fast, I didn't even see it coming until it took me out. My head twisted to the side from the smack, cracking it just a little. I closed my eyes and straightened my head as I heard her gasp. I opened them then, seeing her drop the pan like it burned her and turned her into an instant criminal. She dropped it on my fucking foot, hitting the top bone that sent a yip from my lips. I lifted my foot, hopping on one leg as I howled and tried to calm down.

"OHMIGOD!" she followed my maddened hopping as I tried to get the pain to subside. I steadied myself when I put my foot back down, holding the back of a chair. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry! You scared me and then..." She didn't finish because we both knew the outcome was me getting my ass handed to me by a dainty girl with a fucking frying pan. "Here, let me grab that."

"No, I got it." I tried to make her feel a little better about nearly decapitating me with a fucking frying pan, so bent to snag the handle. At least she had good instincts and nailed me with it.

In a moment like this, it's always better to take a breath before trying to attempt more moving, and I should've remembered that, but I didn't. Instead, I'd been slower in my reach, and she rushed to pick it up. This lapse in judgment cost me. Victoria hurried to fix what she'd done, trying to right her slapping me upside the head with a frying pan and then dropping it on my foot, and I was trying to make her feel less guilty by offering my help.

She came up with the same force she hurriedly bent with, nailing me in the nose with the top of her head. For a moment, I thought I saw stars when the initial contact happened, but then the pain brought me back to reality. I groaned, holding my nose between both hands and closed my eyes. Now some tears really wanted to fall as the burn behind my eyes intensified. I ran to the sink the moment I felt blood trickling out, turning on the cold water. Victoria kept trying to say more apologies, but I could only focus on the brutal pain hammering on the center of my face. I placed my whole nose under the running faucet to help stop the bleeding and swelling that would surely come later.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" I swore from the freezing sensation, trying to rein it in to not make her feel bad, but the clumsy girl just handed me my ass in three simple moves. She wasn't even trying, but she took out a man twice her size. She kept moving her lips and talking, but I didn't hear any of it until I calmed down from the agony. A throb still settled in my nose, but I could handle it more.

"...you'd think, by my thicker frame, but I've never been much of a fighter." I had no idea what she finished saying. When I stood up and faced her again, she set the pan down gently on the table, chewing her bottom lip. Her movements were slow and calculated, not knowing if she might accidentally castrate me next. "I know this is totally not the time to bring it up, but now I know the movieTangledhadn't lied when Rapunzel picked a frying pan as her weapon to carry around."

"What?" I shook my head, holding my breath still to fight through the pain that brought a few stings to my eyes. The bleeding stopped, but my face felt tingles all over from the two hits it took.

"You know, the Disney movie. Rapunzel leaves her tower with Flynn Rider, and he gives her a day away from the sheltering she had from the evil woman who stole her as a baby." She tapped her chin. "There's some parallels to all of this and that movie. I mean, obviously different too. Like, you're my taker, but you're also the one showing me a world I never knew. She saw the glowing lanterns and thought they were stars, but I saw stars that first day with you guys. So many orgasms had me nearly going blind."

She began to fan herself. When she went to open her mouth to talk again, I covered it in my grip. Her constant babbling helped my mind stop thinking about all the pain, but it was also too much. I bet she could go on forever, running her mouth, and it made me wonder if she knew she had ADHD. Her eyes widened when I did the maneuver, raising her hands in defeat to tell me she'd stop. I let her lips go, waiting to see what she'd do. She just swayed and waited for me to talk, but I didn't, annoying her as I studied her body in the tee that drowned her curves.

She rocked back and forth on her heels, trying to hold out in this little contest. I made her keep waiting, and she couldn't do it after two minutes. "How are you not saying anything? I just Shang-hi'ed you, but you're not saying shit! I apologized, so you could at least respond to that part. I already feel awful for it."

This time, I grabbed her by the chin and raised her face to plant a kiss on her lips, a smile dancing through mine even though my nose still stung. She relaxed against me, trusting me more than I deserved. Her hands slid up my naked abs, enjoying their firmness under her touch before she circled them around my neck. My hands went to her ass and lifted her from the floor to jump around me. Fuck, I loved how bad she always wanted us, and right now, she wanted me.

I crashed us against the wall, our passionate kissing growing sloppy as I unsheathed my cock between us. Her hand met me, toying with the soft skin, jerking me slowly to tease me. Victoria D'amour would be the end of me, but I wanted to go out in a blaze of lust, fueled by her. My mouth only pulled back enough to catch a glimpse of her work, leaning my forehead against hers—avoiding my nose touching her. "You're so fucking perfect," I groaned.

"Damn straight," she quipped, knowing her worth. It only made me ravenous, needing inside her now. I lifted her up even more to give my dick a good angle to shove right in. There was no finesse to this one, and there really hadn't been any since we started this fuckfest, but I didn't care. I needed her tight cunt dripping around my thick shaft. She'd be lubed from Kage already, and she'd be sensitive.

I rammed rightin, needing to cum already. I planned to fuck her hard and fast, making her take it. "Are you a good girl, Little Diva? Do you want to take my cock?"

"Please," she murmured, unable to string a sentence.

"Does my cock feel good? Does it make you want more as you already have it because you can't think about it not being in you?" My eyes flickered to her soft tummy, lifting her shirt to see her tits bouncing below. I studied her belly button on the slightly rolled skin because of how I bent her. "You probably think I'm looking at your tits, but I'm staring at your sexy stomach, baby. I'm looking at the part that will swell when I fuck you enough to take my seed."

A primal need always found me when I talked about stuffing a pussy, but she let me. She let me cum inside her already because she knew I wouldn't pull out.

"Yesss," she mewled, clawing at my shoulders.

"Yes, to what? What does my little slut want? Tell me, baby. Tell Daddy, Little Diva."

Her eyes blew with more lust, hearing what left my lips. It surprised her, but she also wanted it. She just didn't know how to ask for it without feeling ashamed she had a Daddy kink. I knew the moment we began from what she did, what she said about her dad. She wanted a Daddy who'd actually care for her, love her, and fuck her senselessly.

"Oh, god!" she cried out.

"That's not enough, my Little Diva. You need to tell me its what you want. So tell Daddy. Tell Daddy what this greedy pussy needs."

"I need Daddy's cum!" she screamed it at the top of her lungs, and it fucked with me in the best of ways. My balls were already begging to explode, but I held back to give her more of this. "I need Daddy's cock always in me because I'm a dirty little slut."

Her eyes pleaded into mine to fulfill her wish. I knew I'd be hers forever, if she stayed, but our fun had an end date with the ransom. My mind didn't want to think about losing this perfect little piece of ass. Not yet, but I also knew this honeymoon could never last. "Daddy loves how you feel around his cock. Your pussy lets me in so fast, but she doesn't want me to pull out. Baby, she's begging me to fill her up, and I want to cream pie her as a reward."

"Please..." She'd destroy my resolve, but I needed her to cum first. She needed another orgasm for being good. She needed more praise from her Daddy.

"I need my Little Diva to cum with me, baby. Daddy needs to see how you come undone on my cock. I want to see how good he makes you feel." I pumped harder, thrusting into her tight channel to make her feel more. One of my hands began playing with her nipple as the other still held her ass. "Show Daddy how pretty you are."

She shook her head, splayed over the wall behind her as I fucked her senselessly. She was losing her mind, and I needed more of it. "I-I..."

"You're going to be a good girl and cum with Daddy," I growled, showing her how close I was. "Come on, baby. Give Daddy his favorite cream for our pie, and I'll give you mine."

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