Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Grabbing my cock, I smack her face with it. Charley parts her lips and takes me into her mouth. At first, she’s gentle, her tongue gliding along my tip in torturous circles. I allow her a moment of reprieve, letting her get accustomed to my cock in her mouth before I thrust.
“That’s it. Use that whore mouth and get me off. Show me you’re good for something. Prove to me you’re not a waste of space. That’s it. Fuck.” My hands move to her head as I guide her up and down my cock. “You’re such a good little cock whore. Look at you bobbing on my dick like a common skank. You love this! Look at you go. Pathetic, cock-hungry bitch.”
I look down at my beautiful queen being degraded. She’s in her element. Playing a part. My lips turn up as I gaze at her, momentarily breaking my role.
“I don’t see any tears, Charley. Daddy doesn’t like that. I’m going to have to get meaner, baby, if you don’t cry for me.”
I slam her head against my pelvis and hold her there, hearing her gag. “That’s it, baby. Gag for me. I want you to feel like you’re about to throw up. You’re going to become the queen of deep-throating. I’m going to fuck the gag reflex out of that pretty throat. Fuck your mouth nice and deep. That’s it, slut. That’s fucking it. Good job.”
Charlie’s gagging turns into coughs, and black tears stream down her face.
“Look at you, ruining your mascara. You look so pretty when you cry for me, baby.”
I glide my thumb through her tears, smearing mascara across her cheek before bringing my thumb to my lips and licking it off. “Your tears taste good, slut. I think I might enjoy having you cry a little more for me.”
I slam my cock into her mouth until she falls to the floor. “Are you having a hard time breathing? Do you need to stop?”
When Charley doesn’t tap me, I know she’s fine.
“Well, too bad. You don’t matter here. Only I do, and if I so choose, I’ll throat fuck you to death.”
My balls tighten. If I don’t stop, I’m going to cum, which will ruin the rest of my plans. I pull out of her, keeping my eyes on my sexy girl. She looks a mess. Red lipstick smeared, mascara running down her face.
“You look like a thoroughly used-up whore. A cheap-ass streetwalker.”
Charley starts to get up, but I grab her hair and drag her to the bed.
“Ow,” she bellows as she gets on her hands and knees to ease the pressure on her scalp.
“I hear a noise from your mouth, but I didn’t give you permission to talk. You’re not behaving like a good little fuck doll, and that makes Daddy upset. Spread your legs nice and wide so I can see my holes.”
“Please don’t hurt me.”
My palm meets her flesh, the slap echoing in the room.
My pants hit the floor, and I grab the smooth, cold black leather belt. Folding it, I bring it down hard on Charley’s ass. Her skin reddens with each strike; pleasure mixed with pain.
“I will do whatever I want with my property.”
She moans as I spank her with the belt a few more times. The leather bites into her skin, each lash drawing a fresh gasp. Her body writhes in a desperate attempt to escape the sting, but I hold her firmly, my grip unyielding. My breath hitches in my throat at the strange mix of satisfaction and something darker I don’t want to name. The belt rises and falls, a rhythmic dance of pain and control.
Finally, I stop.
“You’re loving this. What a little slut.”
“No. I hate this.”
“Is that why that pretty cunt is leaking? I don’t think it’s ever been this wet before, has it, slut?”
“It’s not,” Charley lies.
I laugh. “Is that right?”
“Mmhmm.”
I shove two fingers into her vagina and thrust. The quiet space between us fills with wet noises. “You know what happens to liars, Charley?” I add a third finger, shocked at how wet she is. It’s almost like she’s emptied a bottle of lube inside her cunt. “They get punished.”
“Fuck,” Charley screams as I add a fourth finger.
“You can scream. Go ahead. No one is here to hear you. I could shove my arm into this cunt all the way to my elbow, and no one would help you while I tear this pathetic hole apart.”
Charley bellows as I add my thumb. Holy shit, her pussy is swallowing my hand whole.
“You little slut. This fucking hole is begging for more. Reach into the nightstand and give me your dildo.”
Charley stretches to open the drawer and passes me the eight-inch beige dildo. Holding the silicon in one hand, I pull out my thumb and two fingers and replace them with the dildo. I’m not gentle as I push it into her.