Stolen

I squeezed her ass cheeks as her head bobbed up and down on my dick, her mouth stretched wide to accommodate my width.

I eased her to the side and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her around into my lap, impaling her on my hard cock. She took half my cock before she started having trouble.

"All of it."

I slapped her ass to get her moving. She creamed me, looks like she liked being spanked, I slapped her again and she sat down hard on my dick until there was none left outside her body.

"Ride my cock beauty." I held her hair tight, her head slightly back as she braced her hands on my shoulders and fucked me. Her pussy looked painfully stretched, I liked the look.

"You like riding my cock little girl?"

She didn't answer me so I slapped her again.

"Yesssss." She hissed as she trembled on my dick.

"Yes what?"

"Yes...daddy."

"Good beauty." I'd been training her to call me that while she recuperated, at first she had a problem with it, until I explained it wasn't an incestuous thing, just a fetish.

She was now my little girl and I was her daddy, I was responsible for all her needs now after all wasn't I? She soon got the hang of it, especially when I told her she'd be punished if she forgot to call me that when I fucked her, it wasn't only when we were fucking either, she wasn't allowed to call me anything else, ever.

"Pull your nipples...hmmm, would you like daddy to suck on your titties, would you like that?"

"Oh yes please daddy, suck on my tits."

I knew she was getting hot her inhibitions disappeared when that happened.

"Feed them to me then."

She held her right breast to my lips for me to suck and bite as I stretched her little pussy.

"Where do you want daddy to cum, in your pussy your mouth or on your tits?"

"My pussy, please cum in my pussy..." Her breath was breathy and high.

"Beg me."

"Please daddy, please can you cum in my pussy...ooh...I'm cumming...."

She bucked and writhed on my dick as she came in a gush.

I stood up and turned around, leaning her on the edge of the bed and still deep inside her pussy I started to plunge in and out of her.

"Oh fuck oh fuck, oh fuck, my poor pussy...." She held one hand against my chest as if to hold me off while trying to cover her poor abused pussy with the other, I pushed it out of the way and laid my body fully on top of hers, pounding my heavy dick inside her too tight pussy.

"Fuck, your pussy...fuck." I could barely pull out and back she was so tight. I opened her legs to their widest capacity, held her ankles in the air and eased out slowly, watching my wet dick covered in her juices as it came out till only the head was left inside her.

I pushed back in as she begged me to take it easy on her.

"No, get use to it, this is all you're gonna know for the rest of your life, everyday of your life from this day on, some part of me is gonna be in some part of you. You're mine now, only mine, always, MINE." With that I planted my feet on the floor and fucked her like a raging storm.

I had to ice pack her pussy after that but it was so worth it; after she got over her fear of being torn, which she wasn't, she cuddled with me.

I'd have to get up and feed and chain her soon, but for now it was nice to have her warm body next to mine.

Chapter 5

PRESENT DAY

I got up not long after Roderick left with the boys, some mornings it was like this, he'd ride me so hard I couldn't move for a good few minutes and then he'd have to get the boys ready.

I'd had to fight to get him to enroll them in the little preschool; if it had been up to him we would homeschool them and they would never leave the mountain. I had to remind him that we both had what's called a normal childhood and our sons deserved the same.

He'd grumped and carried on but in the end I got my way, as was usually the case.

Yeah I know, you thought the big bad mountain man kept me chained to the bed and molested me for years, nope, didn't happen.

I stayed chained for another couple weeks after losing my virginity, but that was it, unless we were playing one of our kinky games, which was often come to think of it.

We spent those first few weeks getting to know each other, of course I wanted to escape him then, I didn't know if he was bat shit crazy or not, but as time went on and I grew to know him, I realized he was extremely intelligent, and also very kind. He has a gruffness about him I kinda like that now, and his take-charge attitude makes me swoon.

We found out I was pregnant three months after he took me because I kept getting sick. In the beginning Roderick would freak because he didn't know what was wrong with me, that's when he told me the reason why he took me, that he'd fallen for me with one look and couldn't or didn't want to help himself.

He wasn't apologizing or making excuses he just wanted me to know that he felt something for me.

In the time that I'd been with him I'd gone through a gamut of feelings, from fear and trepidation to acceptance, to almost friends to...love.

It was impossible not to fall in love with someone who made you feel so much, no matter the circumstances around our meeting, what we shared was better than anything I'd had before.

I was the product of teenage lust that hadn't lasted too long past my third year, my mom disappeared, my dad resented the burden that I was and I was always the fifth wheel. It was almost impossible for me to grasp that someone as beautiful as Roderick could really feel all those things that he claimed for me. When I looked in the mirror I didn't see anything special, I saw brown hair, green eyes, a baby face, my body was okay I guess, but when he described me, it was almost like he was looking at someone else entirely.