Paying Her Dues

“Shh, shh, shh,” I say, my lips wet against the shell of her ear. “It’s okay. It’ll be fine in a second. Do you trust me?”

“Yesssss,” she sobs out, “Yes.”

“Good girl. Just lean into that pain. Be strong for me now, baby. Just let it ride. I’m not moving until it’s done.”

I keep her close and safe and tight against my body. She’s fighting me hard, willful and scared. I feel the hotness of her tears against my shoulder. “It hurts, Mike. It really, really…”

Protect her. Keep her. Hold her. Be the man she deserves. Don’t fuck her; not yet. Not yet.

“You’re so little, baby girl. And I’m so big. Of course it hurts.”

“You are, Daddy. You’re so big,” she says, but as she says it, I feel the pain start to ebb away. She writhes again and it makes me even more desperate to lust-fuck her into a begging mess. “I don’t know if I can handle this.”

Those words make my body tense up. Her, with her fucking discipline and focus, her with her fucking intensity and skill, if she can’t handle me, then I’m really at her fucking limit. And her reluctance, it lights a fire in me. To take her to limits she’s never even imagined. Fuck. Here comes the rage. But I keep the rage at bay. I stay buried deep inside her, as gentle as nine inches of throbbing cock can be inside a virgin hole. “If you keep fucking fighting, baby girl, I’m going to give you something to fight against.”

She sobs into my shoulder, and I feel her body begin to relax. The threat of more pain, it lessened the current pain. And that was the whole idea.

“Okay, Daddy,” she whispers. “Okay.”

I bury my face in the curve of her neck, that creamy flesh, that cool young skin, sucking on the edge of her earlobe. Her body reacts instantly, and her pussy tightens powerfully around my dick. I go slow, I’m tender and kind, and it’s just what she needs to star to let go. Her whines and fight slip in an instant to whimpers and flutters of her soaking-wet cunt.

“That’s it, baby. Just like that.”

Her consent, her acceptance is almost timid, almost shy. Her back arches, she pushes her head into the down pillows. “Oh, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.”

“There you go. Feel that pussy throb. Your body wants this. You want this. Because this is what you were put on this earth to do, baby girl. You were built for me to take you. You were built for my big cock.”

She hooks her legs around my waist, ankles at the small of my back. The shift in her hips lets me get deeper, lets me push past her battered hymen and right up against the tight knot of her cervix.

I pull out half a length, feeling my balls fill with even more cum. Locked and loaded. But not yet. Not fucking yet.

I dive back in, groaning over her cries and moans.

“Atta girl, baby. Taking your first cock. My cock. So spread those thighs and take it,” I say, with a thrust that jiggles her tits. “Do it. Fucking show me you can do it.”

Her face flushes, like it does before she’s about to cum. I can see she likes that praise; responds to it, needs it even. Just as much as I need to give it. We are two halves of the same whole.

Now her little cunt is gushing as I fuck her harder and more. God almighty, what if on top of everything else—on top of her beauty, on top of her sweetness, on top of her innocence—what if she’s a good little squirter, too?

“I want a lifetime of this, baby girl. I’m going to have a lifetime of this. Now that I’ve got you,” I say, driving into the hilt, “There’s not a fucking chance I’m letting you go.”

“Please don’t let me go, Daddy,” she begs. “I belong here. I need to be here. With you.”

Fucking right. She’s pleading with me through her confidence, and that’ just makes me fucking wild. Her wetness thickens, making it easier for me to fuck her deeper, making her not so achingly tight. With every pounding thrust, she gives me a new whimper, a new moan, and it just fucking kills me from the inside out.

I force myself up, while still staying deep inside her, and then reposition her left leg, so that I’m fucking her on her side, while she’s curled up into a tight little ball. As my position inside her shifts, so too does the sound of her growl. “Oh my god, that’s…”

A flutter seizes my shaft, damn near milking the cum out of my dick. I bury my face in the soft curve where her neck meets her shoulder, and then I fuck her like an animal. Desperate. Greedy. Brutal. But keeping her safe and in a little ball all the time.

Her walls grip me powerfully, tightly, and all I can think about is filling her to fucking bursting with my seed.

My hard muscular thighs slap against the softness of her thighs and ass, making her curves jiggle in the most mouthwatering fucking way. The harder I fuck her, the harder I need to fuck her, and with every powerful thrust I feel my balls grow heavier, until they’re damn near busting out of their sack. I need to cum inside her. And I need to do it now.

Everything in my life, every decision and every choice, has led me here. To this. To her. To the only thing that has ever mattered or will ever matter in the entire fucking world.

The tenderness that I feel for her, it only feeds my rage. “Give me another orgasm, you filthy little slut,” I growl into her ear. “And give it to Daddy now.”

“Oh my god,” she roars, “How dare you call me a…”