Page 42 of Domination

Stepping forward, I push my cock into her tight opening, ramming into her small pussy hole. I groan as my cock sinks in and out of her, smearing her pussy juices and my pre-cum with every slide. My pelvis slams against her ass, and I piston into her, using her hole punishingly. I yank harder on the tie, wrapping it around my fist. “Fuck yes.”

She moans, and my balls ache to release. “You like that, Little Pet? You like Daddy fucking you like a slut?”

Her pussy contracts around me, letting me know just how much she likes it. “Yes!” Her pussy muscles suck me in, the bed hits the wall with each rhythmic stroke, and her spine arches as her orgasm hits her.

“Jesus,” I croak, pleasure zipping up my spine, and when my slit releases cum into her womb, I slam myselfdeeper, willing my seed to take form. “Give Daddy a baby, Little Pet,” I mumble into her back as I fold over her. “Breed for Daddy,” I pant out into the room, meaning every word, and we fall to the mattress in a sticky heap.

Gracie

Our heavy breaths fill the air, and I think he’s going to lie beside me, but instead, he pulls back, taking me with him.

“I’m going to slide out of your little cunt, Gracie.” My name on his tongue warms me, telling me I’m not another one of his little pets. I’m his Gracie. “Hold my cum in your pussy, Gracie. I’m going to instruct you on when to release it.” Is that even possible? “I want to watch your pussy drip with my seed, then I’m going to push it back inside your tight little hole,” he growls.

Oh, god, this man and his filthy mouth. I never in my wildest dreams realized any of what Vinny has opened me up to existed. A whimper leaves me when I imagine a life without it. He tugs on the tie, straightening my neck, the collar pulling me in line under his control.

Then his cock slips from me, and droplets of his warmth trickle down the inside of my thighs as I try to clench my pussy and hold it all in. His hot breath rasps over my ass, sending a flurry of goose bumps in its wake.

“Let it out, Gracie.” He opens my asscheeks wide, encouragingme to open up to him, then I push out, relaxing my pussy. “Fuck, that’s beautiful, your little hole is dripping so epically.” His tone is laced in wonderment as his thick finger scoops up the cum and prods at my opening, then he adds another finger. “Mm, Daddy would like to fist this tight little cunt.”

Oh, sweet Jesus, what the hell? A fist? A high-pitched squeak leaves me, and he chuckles. “Not tonight, baby, I need to get my little pet ready for that.” He’s back to the little pet again, and my shoulders sag.

He must sense the change in me because he replaces his fingers with the tip of his cock and fists himself at my entrance before guiding the slick head of his cock to my asshole. My body pulls tight. “Shhh, Little Pet. Daddy wants to break all your holes in.”

He starts by fisting himself at my back hole while his finger circles my clit. My body somehow relaxes, the forbidden sensation of feeling him back there has me melting into him.

He leans forward and delivers spittle into the cruck of my ass, then rubs the head of his cock up and down, blending the spittle with his cum.

Slowly, he pushes the tip against my asshole, and his hands find my hips, holding me in place, his fingertips so rough they’re bruising.

“Oh,” I pant, his thick tip stretching me further.

Inch by languorous inch, he pushes into me, the rhythm of his finger never slowing as his breathing becomes heavier against my back.

“That’s it, such a good girl, letting Daddy take youhere,” he coos into my neck, placing tender kisses down to my shoulders.

The head of his cock sinks inside me, past my muscled barrier, and I scream at the pain lancing through me.

“Oh fuck, Gracie. Feels so good.”

I melt at his words, gripping onto the bed sheets to anchor me.

The fiery sensation in my ass becomes like molten lava, boiling to the surface from his savagery. “Shh, it’s okay,” he repeats, and pushes further inside.

I shake my head frantically. “I don’t think I can do it,” I whine.

His heavy pants fill the air, and his fingers twitch on my hips. “I’m nearly in, Gracie. Fuck. I’m nearly in,” he rasps.

He moves a hand to press a finger on my clit, and I buck beneath him, the sensation sends a wave of arousal through me, and he slams inside me, stealing the air from my lungs. He wrenches on the tie, bringing my face to his, and I fall back against his chest, then he crashes his mouth over mine as I scream out the pain coupled with pleasure.

Thrust after thrust, I become his little pet.

His lips wrap around my nipple, caressing it, and he suckles. First, it’s hungrily, his tongue flicking over the bud as he attempts to swallow my breast into his mouth like a frantic, unfed animal who can’t get enough of me and my flavor. Then he slows to a steady pace that allows me to relax at his calmness. Both his actions areoverwhelming, the crazed, possessiveness and the controlled look of splendor as he feeds from me.

Toying with his hair, I love the bristliness of his silver strands between my fingers, his maturity an aphrodisiac for me.

“Do you like me feeding from you?” he rasps, his slickness coating my leg.

“You know I do.” He smiles against my breast, then pops off my nipple and lays his head back on the sheets, staring up at me.

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