Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
His tender words only made me cry harder. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his masculine scent as my tears soaked into his shirt collar. My body shook with the force of my sobs, years of pent-up emotion pouring out of me.
Daddy Daniel held me close, one arm wrapped securely around my waist and the other around my shoulders.
“That’s it, honey,” he soothed. “That’s it.”
CHAPTER 9
Amy
I felt the hand on my shoulder move, traveling downward over my back, my hip, and then inward, over the top of my right thigh, so that I whimpered at the sudden mixture of confused signals. None of those signals, even the soreness that seemed to suffuse the whole region of my body between waist and knees, felt unwelcome right now; I felt as if I wanted only to do as my new daddy wished.
Daddy Daniel gently urged my thighs apart. With a tiny sob of mingled need and discomfort, I obeyed the wordless command to yield my pussy up to him again.
Like a good girl. Like a good… bad girl…
A good little… a good little bad girl…
A good little fuck toy…
I couldn’t seem to think straight; every idea seemed to contradict itself, and yet at the same time to unlock even more shame, even more need inside me.
Daniel’s fingers danced along my sensitive folds, still slick with my arousal from earlier. I whimpered softly as he parted my labia, exposing my swollen clit to the cool air of the cell. His touch was gentle yet insistent, so entirely different from the brutal pounding he had given my ass just minutes before that it made me shudder.
“Such a pretty little pussy,” Daniel breathed into my ear. “So wet and eager, even after taking my cock in that tight ass of yours.”
I buried my face in the crook of Daniel’s neck, overwhelmed by the conflicting sensations coursing through my body. The ache in my thoroughly fucked bottom seemed to intensify with each small movement, yet the growing pleasure between my legs threatened to overshadow the discomfort.
Daniel’s skilled fingers found my clit, circling the sensitive nub with practiced ease. My hips jerked involuntarily, grinding down against his hand as a needy moan escaped my lips. The movement sent fresh waves of pain radiating from my overstretched anus, causing me to cry out softly.
“That bottom is still very sore, isn’t it, honey?” Daddy Daniel crooned in my ear.
My words came out in a high-pitched, girlish voice I had never imagined my throat could produce. What I said took me by surprise even more forcefully.
“Yes, Daddy,” I told him, my forehead creasing deeply. “You paddled it so hard.”
“So,” my new daddy replied, emphasizing his words with the movements of his strong hand between my thighs, “I think you should have another fucking, with my fingers. Would you like that, honey?”
“Oh, God,” I moaned, the girlishness flying away in the face of the very grownup need I felt. “Yes… oh… Daddy… please…”
The probing fingers moved up and down my tender, smooth cleft, teasing and exploring with exquisite skill. He held me close against his broad chest, my body cradled in his lap as if I were something precious. His other hand stroked my back in long, soothing motions that sent shivers down my spine.
“That’s it, honey,” he murmured, his breath hot against my cheek. “Just relax and let Daddy take care of you.”
Two thick fingers slid inside me, seeking and finding a place that made me cry out. I gasped, my hips bucking involuntarily. The movement sent a fresh jolt of pain through my thoroughly fucked ass, a new reminder of the brutal ordeal through which my new daddy had already put me.
“Shh,” Daniel soothed, his thumb circling my clit as his fingers worked their magic inside me. “I’ve got you.”
As pleasure built within me, Daniel’s voice rumbled low in my ear. “You know, I watched you earlier,” he confessed. “When Daddy Kevin was fucking you in the training room.”
A fresh wave of shame washed over me at the memory. But Daniel’s fingers never faltered, drawing me inexorably toward the edge of bliss.
“God, you were beautiful,” he continued. “The way you took his cock, how your face flushed with pleasure… I knew right then that I had to have a share of you for myself.”
His skilled digits found a rhythm that had me squirming in time with their increasingly urgent thrusts. The relentless assault on my soaking sheath drew me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. His deep voice rumbled in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“You know, Amy,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin, “I read your whole file before I came here today. Every single detail about you fascinated me.”
I whimpered, both from the pleasure building between my legs and the unexpected revelation. Daniel’s thumb circled my clit with exquisite precision as he continued speaking.