That wonderful cock kept reaming my ass while Daddy fucked the other slut’s mouth. He gripped her blonde hair in his hand as he slammed his cock down her throat. She took him all. I smiled at that as I came again, my bowels massaging Papa Bear’s huge cock.
His thrusts forced my clit into the rough mat. My nub throbbed and ached while juices squirted out of my cumming cunt. He was so heavy. So strong. And he used me. Fucked me. I was just a hole to please his cock.
A slut for these men.
“Fucking whore,” he groaned and then ripped his dick out of my ass.
His cum spurted, bathing my burning ass. A soothing, kinky lotion to take away the pain. I groaned, my butt clenching. I sucked in deep breaths as the world spun around me again. I struggled to focus on those who surrounded me.
Daddy knelt before me, his dick dripping with the slut’s saliva. He wrenched my head up by the braid and slammed his dick into my mouth. Hot cum boiled into my mouth. I groaned, swallowing down every drop while cum ran down the crack of my ass to my pussy.
“Such a good girl,” groaned Daddy as I swallowed every drop.
Then he let go of me.
More cum flew, splattering across my bare back. It pooled in my spine. Men grunted and women panted. Daddy ripped his cock out of my mouth and another dick replaced it, ramming deep into my mouth, brushing the back of my throat.
The man held me tight and shoved his cock down my throat. I swallowed it, my body trembling. I sucked in breathes through my nose as the strange man pounded my mouth, his balls smacking over and over into my chin.
He used me. I loved it.
Another man gripped my hips up with strong hands and lifted me until I knelt. “Let me guide you in, Master,” a throaty woman purred. And then a new dick rubbed at my pussy. “Fuck her hard, Master.”
I moaned as the dick slammed into my pussy. I knelt between the two men, their dicks slamming over and over into my mouth, spit roasting me like a piece of meat. My breasts swayed beneath me as I rocked beneath them.
I came again.
It was so hot to be used. To be nothing but a fuck toy for these strange men. I felt Daddy’s eyes on me the whole time, proud of me. I was his new toy and he was sharing me with his friends. My pussy spasmed about the dick in my cunt as the pleasure rippled through me.
Ecstasy crashed through my mind.
I swayed, my body so tired, but there were men to satiate. Cum splattered my sides, running down to my breasts. Hot streaks of jizz cooled on my skin. It ran across my body, making me feel so dirty. The cock in my mouth ripped out and spurted all across my face, painting me.
“Fucking slut,” the man groaned. “Oh, yes, you are such a pretty slut covered in cum.”
“Thank you, Sir,” I moaned before a new dick replaced it.
The cock in my cunt ripped out and came up my back. The hot spurts fell in lines down me, mixing with the mess already staining my body. I kept cumming, my pussy squirting juices, the air full of my tart musk.
And then a new cock slammed into my spasming depths. “Yes, I love such young cunt.”
The men used me and the other girls. They painted my body in jizz. It covered me. I swam in a sea of bliss and agony. My ass hurt. They liked to spank it as they fucked me or pull hard on my braid as they slammed their dicks into my mouth.
Daddy fucked me once, spurting his incestuous seed deep into my cunt. It ran out of me in a hot flood as someone else fucked my ass again. I lost track of my orgasms. My entire body buzzed as I fell onto my side, trembling, lying in a puddle of men’s jizz.
Fucked out.
“Here you go, honey,” a voice said, deep but gentle. “Drink this.”
I blinked, the world still spinning. Daddy knelt before me, pressing a plastic bottle into my hand. A sports drink. I brought it to my lips, gulping the blue, vaguely berry-flavored drink down. I was so thirsty. I tilted it back as I sat up. Daddy wrapped my bathrobe about my shoulders.
“That’s it, baby. How do you feel?”
“Amazing,” I moaned. “But so tired.”
He smiled. “You did good.” He pressed a chocolate bar into my other hand. “Eat and drink, honey.”
He stroked me through the bathrobe as I finished the sports drink then nibbled on the chocolate bar. I trembled. Shakes wracked my body as I came down from the high of subspace and all the orgasms I had experienced.
“Did I please you, Daddy?” I asked after swallowing a bite of chocolate. I already felt better, more alert, the world coming into focus.
“So much. The choker’s waiting for you at home.”
I smiled and bit off a large hunk of chocolate. I chewed on it as Daddy helped me stand. He slipped my arms through the robe then pulled it closed for me and knotted it shut, hiding all the cum staining my body. He had his jeans on again, though he still wore his leather vest with no shirt. He was such a handsome, hunky man. He hefted his duffel bag with ease.
“Come on, honey.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
The ride to the dungeon had taken forever. My excitement had me so heightened, so aware of the world, time moved so slow. The ride back was different. I nibbled on the chocolate and sipped from another energy drink in a daze. Daddy talked to me, telling me how proud he was and how I was his good girl. I felt so warm and loved and drowsy. The trip passed in a blur. I had finished my chocolate bar and drank about half of the second sports drink, this one purple flavor, by the time we got home. Daddy pulled his truck into the drive. It was growing dark.
“What time is it, Daddy?”
“Almost nine.”
“Six hours?” I gasped. “That’s how long we were playing?”
He grinned at me. “Got a little lost in subspace, did you?”
“And all those dicks, Daddy. Fucking me. Making me cum.” I shuddered beneath the bathrobe. “I’m so sticky.”
“We’ll get you in a bath and get you all clean.”
“With bubbles?” I asked.
“Of course, baby.”
I beamed, eager for my bubble bath. Daddy climbed out of the car then hurried around to help me down. My legs were still a little wobbly. I was so exhausted. My stomach gave a loud growl, but I needed a bath first.
Daddy hefted me in his arms. I smiled up at him as he carried me to the front door. I could fall asleep in his arms. He had to set me down to unlock the door. I stumbled in after him and automatically stripped out of the bathrobe.
I had to be naked inside the house.
I stared down at my round breasts and stomach, streaked with silver, the drying cum flacking off of me. My ass burned so bad. I poked back there and winced. I was bruised and welted. I would feel it for days, proof that I was a good girl.
I turned and froze.
Mom stood there watching me, wearing her conservative dress, looking like a fifty’s housewife save for her long hair in a dark braid. Her arms were folded beneath her large breasts as she studied my naked, cum-stained body.
My stomach sank. She was home early. And now she knew I was Daddy’s sex slave. That he seduced me and fucked my eighteen-year-old pussy. My lower lip quivered. It was all over.
Nothing would ever be the same.