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Look at the fucking state of you, you pathetic little cunt. Snot everywhere. Blood streaming out of your nose, and onto your tits and the floor. And your face is messed up all the way tae fuck. And that’ll be an absolute shiner on that left eye – you’ll look like a fucking panda. And Jesus Christ girl, while you’re cleaning yourself up, there’s literally cum dripping out of your shitter and down your leg. You can see it trickle and drip against the contrast of the big red lines from my belt.

You know who’s fault this is, don’t you kitten? If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times: don’t fucking defy me. And definitely not when my cum is backed up and I have a drink in me. It’s not my fault I have needs. It’s not my fault my wife doesn’t understand. If you’d just done your duty baby. If you’d just done what you were fucking told. You were meant to be the girl who understood. All you have to do is get on your knees, then bend over and take it. But no, you have to deep everything don’t you? You always have to goddamn complain.

What is it this time baby, huh? The meal at Nobu wasn’t good enough for you? The Langham Hotel’s not good enough for you? You have a headache? You’re not in the mood? You’re worried I might hurt our baby? If you were so fucking worried about the baby you wouldn’t have made me lose my belt and close my fist on your face, would you bitch? You’d have taken it because you know full well I’m too fucking good to you for knocking your pathetic slut ass up in the first place.

But no, you can’t ever make it easy can you? And now look what you made me do. I’m tired kitten – I work hard for my real family and to afford these little treats for you – but do you ever give me a break for that? Do you ever give me credit for it? Not a fucking bit do you? Instead you see my wife text during dinner and get in a mood that I’m responding. Of course I’m responding you stupid slag – unlike you she actually matters to me.

Why can’t you just be grateful that I gave you the baby you always wanted, and I’ll still sticking around to fuck your changing body even though you’re 6 months gone? I don’t see a queue of men waiting around the block waiting to take you for dinner. You were damaged fucking goods when I met you – now you’ve got the stretch-marks to prove it. You should thank me for even being here babe. You should be delighted I even get hard for you any more. But instead you refuse to finish dinner and stop talking to me. Baby, if I pay for the tab, you best eat your food. I don’t like to make a scene in a Michelin Star, cunt.

And what do you do when you’re back at the hotel? Refuse to get on your knees when I tell you. You know how defiance sets me off baby. Refuse to open your mouth when you’re down there and make me slap you and grab at your jaw. Did you think you were being clever kitten? Did you think you were being big? No baby, you were just being a stupid whore who doesn’t know what’s good for her. And after that you’ve got just what you deserve.

Now stop crying, dry your eyes, get on your knees, and thank me the way you know you should. Come on darling, you know I need cleaning up. It’s been deep in every hole tonight, but you know full well it was in your dirty hole last. Your pussy is shallower now you’re in your third trimester – I needed your shitpipe to take all of me deep. And you know how your squealing and gasping always helps bring me off. Like a pathetic frightened little animal, it’s so cute, even when you’ve been a stupid bitch during the day.

Yes darling. Good girl. Suck it into your mouth. Its okay baby, you’re a mess anyway, if you have to dribble and slaver on my balls and your knees noone gives a shite. Yes baby, all the way down to the balls, try to suck them in too. Take it all til it’s in your throat. I love to see you struggle as you’re cleaning. It makes you look so sexy and useful, especially while you’re carrying my little one. Aww baby look, she’s kicking! She’s telling mummy she’s doing such a good job.

Now baby, take it all out of your mouth, look up at me right into my eyes, and tell Daddy you’re sorry. Like you mean it kitten. With feeling. Look into your heart and realise what you’ve done. Understand you deserved this. Understand you’ve earned it from me. And that if I didn’t do this – if I didn’t discipline you and give you boundaries and guidelines – you’d go off the rails. Like you were when I met you. When noone would knock you up or stay with you, and only Daddy took pity on you and brought you into line. That rebellious little girl is still in there darling. It’s why you need me to do this. It’s why you won’t tell. It’s why you’ll cuddle up to me closely in the morning, as you feel your little bruises sore, and thank me for being here for you and giving you what you deserved. For caring like this. For giving you all the love you’ll ever deserve.

Look at the fucking state of you, you pathetic little cunt. Snot everywhere. Blood streaming out of your nose, and onto your tits and the floor. And your face is messed up all the way tae fuck. And that’ll be an absolute shiner on that left eye – you’ll look like a fucking panda. And Jesus Christ girl, while you’re cleaning yourself up, there’s literally cum dripping out of your shitter and down your leg. You can see it trickle and drip against the contrast of the big red lines from my belt.

You know who’s fault this is, don’t you kitten? If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times: don’t fucking defy me. And definitely not when my cum is backed up and I have a drink in me. It’s not my fault I have needs. It’s not my fault my wife doesn’t understand. If you’d just done your duty baby. If you’d just done what you were fucking told. You were meant to be the girl who understood. All you have to do is get on your knees, then bend over and take it. But no, you have to deep everything don’t you? You always have to goddamn complain.

What is it this time baby, huh? The meal at Nobu wasn’t good enough for you? The Langham Hotel’s not good enough for you? You have a headache? You’re not in the mood? You’re worried I might hurt our baby? If you were so fucking worried about the baby you wouldn’t have made me lose my belt and close my fist on your face, would you bitch? You’d have taken it because you know full well I’m too fucking good to you for knocking your pathetic slut ass up in the first place.

But no, you can’t ever make it easy can you? And now look what you made me do. I’m tired kitten – I work hard for my real family and to afford these little treats for you – but do you ever give me a break for that? Do you ever give me credit for it? Not a fucking bit do you? Instead you see my wife text during dinner and get in a mood that I’m responding. Of course I’m responding you stupid slag – unlike you she actually matters to me.

Why can’t you just be grateful that I gave you the baby you always wanted, and I’ll still sticking around to fuck your changing body even though you’re 6 months gone? I don’t see a queue of men waiting around the block waiting to take you for dinner. You were damaged fucking goods when I met you – now you’ve got the stretch-marks to prove it. You should thank me for even being here babe. You should be delighted I even get hard for you any more. But instead you refuse to finish dinner and stop talking to me. Baby, if I pay for the tab, you best eat your food. I don’t like to make a scene in a Michelin Star, cunt.

And what do you do when you’re back at the hotel? Refuse to get on your knees when I tell you. You know how defiance sets me off baby. Refuse to open your mouth when you’re down there and make me slap you and grab at your jaw. Did you think you were being clever kitten? Did you think you were being big? No baby, you were just being a stupid whore who doesn’t know what’s good for her. And after that you’ve got just what you deserve.

Now stop crying, dry your eyes, get on your knees, and thank me the way you know you should. Come on darling, you know I need cleaning up. It’s been deep in every hole tonight, but you know full well it was in your dirty hole last. Your pussy is shallower now you’re in your third trimester – I needed your shitpipe to take all of me deep. And you know how your squealing and gasping always helps bring me off. Like a pathetic frightened little animal, it’s so cute, even when you’ve been a stupid bitch during the day.

Yes darling. Good girl. Suck it into your mouth. Its okay baby, you’re a mess anyway, if you have to dribble and slaver on my balls and your knees noone gives a shite. Yes baby, all the way down to the balls, try to suck them in too. Take it all til it’s in your throat. I love to see you struggle as you’re cleaning. It makes you look so sexy and useful, especially while you’re carrying my little one. Aww baby look, she’s kicking! She’s telling mummy she’s doing such a good job.

Now baby, take it all out of your mouth, look up at me right into my eyes, and tell Daddy you’re sorry. Like you mean it kitten. With feeling. Look into your heart and realise what you’ve done. Understand you deserved this. Understand you’ve earned it from me. And that if I didn’t do this – if I didn’t discipline you and give you boundaries and guidelines – you’d go off the rails. Like you were when I met you. When noone would knock you up or stay with you, and only Daddy took pity on you and brought you into line. That rebellious little girl is still in there darling. It’s why you need me to do this. It’s why you won’t tell. It’s why you’ll cuddle up to me closely in the morning, as you feel your little bruises sore, and thank me for being here for you and giving you what you deserved. For caring like this. For giving you all the love you’ll ever deserve.

Look at the fucking state of you, you pathetic little cunt. Snot everywhere. Blood streaming out of your nose, and onto your tits and the floor. And your face is messed up all the way tae fuck. And that’ll be an absolute shiner on that left eye – you’ll look like a fucking panda. And Jesus Christ girl, while you’re cleaning yourself up, there’s literally cum dripping out of your shitter and down your leg. You can see it trickle and drip against the contrast of the big red lines from my belt.

You know who’s fault this is, don’t you kitten? If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times: don’t fucking defy me. And definitely not when my cum is backed up and I have a drink in me. It’s not my fault I have needs. It’s not my fault my wife doesn’t understand. If you’d just done your duty baby. If you’d just done what you were fucking told. You were meant to be the girl who understood. All you have to do is get on your knees, then bend over and take it. But no, you have to deep everything don’t you? You always have to goddamn complain.

What is it this time baby, huh? The meal at Nobu wasn’t good enough for you? The Langham Hotel’s not good enough for you? You have a headache? You’re not in the mood? You’re worried I might hurt our baby? If you were so fucking worried about the baby you wouldn’t have made me lose my belt and close my fist on your face, would you bitch? You’d have taken it because you know full well I’m too fucking good to you for knocking your pathetic slut ass up in the first place.

But no, you can’t ever make it easy can you? And now look what you made me do. I’m tired kitten – I work hard for my real family and to afford these little treats for you – but do you ever give me a break for that? Do you ever give me credit for it? Not a fucking bit do you? Instead you see my wife text during dinner and get in a mood that I’m responding. Of course I’m responding you stupid slag – unlike you she actually matters to me.

Why can’t you just be grateful that I gave you the baby you always wanted, and I’ll still sticking around to fuck your changing body even though you’re 6 months gone? I don’t see a queue of men waiting around the block waiting to take you for dinner. You were damaged fucking goods when I met you – now you’ve got the stretch-marks to prove it. You should thank me for even being here babe. You should be delighted I even get hard for you any more. But instead you refuse to finish dinner and stop talking to me. Baby, if I pay for the tab, you best eat your food. I don’t like to make a scene in a Michelin Star, cunt.

And what do you do when you’re back at the hotel? Refuse to get on your knees when I tell you. You know how defiance sets me off baby. Refuse to open your mouth when you’re down there and make me slap you and grab at your jaw. Did you think you were being clever kitten? Did you think you were being big? No baby, you were just being a stupid whore who doesn’t know what’s good for her. And after that you’ve got just what you deserve.

Now stop crying, dry your eyes, get on your knees, and thank me the way you know you should. Come on darling, you know I need cleaning up. It’s been deep in every hole tonight, but you know full well it was in your dirty hole last. Your pussy is shallower now you’re in your third trimester – I needed your shitpipe to take all of me deep. And you know how your squealing and gasping always helps bring me off. Like a pathetic frightened little animal, it’s so cute, even when you’ve been a stupid bitch during the day.

Yes darling. Good girl. Suck it into your mouth. Its okay baby, you’re a mess anyway, if you have to dribble and slaver on my balls and your knees noone gives a shite. Yes baby, all the way down to the balls, try to suck them in too. Take it all til it’s in your throat. I love to see you struggle as you’re cleaning. It makes you look so sexy and useful, especially while you’re carrying my little one. Aww baby look, she’s kicking! She’s telling mummy she’s doing such a good job.

Now baby, take it all out of your mouth, look up at me right into my eyes, and tell Daddy you’re sorry. Like you mean it kitten. With feeling. Look into your heart and realise what you’ve done. Understand you deserved this. Understand you’ve earned it from me. And that if I didn’t do this – if I didn’t discipline you and give you boundaries and guidelines – you’d go off the rails. Like you were when I met you. When noone would knock you up or stay with you, and only Daddy took pity on you and brought you into line. That rebellious little girl is still in there darling. It’s why you need me to do this. It’s why you won’t tell. It’s why you’ll cuddle up to me closely in the morning, as you feel your little bruises sore, and thank me for being here for you and giving you what you deserved. For caring like this. For giving you all the love you’ll ever deserve.

Look at the fucking state of you, you pathetic little cunt. Snot everywhere. Blood streaming out of your nose, and onto your tits and the floor. And your face is messed up all the way tae fuck. And that’ll be an absolute shiner on that left eye – you’ll look like a fucking panda. And Jesus Christ girl, while you’re cleaning yourself up, there’s literally cum dripping out of your shitter and down your leg. You can see it trickle and drip against the contrast of the big red lines from my belt.

You know who’s fault this is, don’t you kitten? If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you a hundred times: don’t fucking defy me. And definitely not when my cum is backed up and I have a drink in me. It’s not my fault I have needs. It’s not my fault my wife doesn’t understand. If you’d just done your duty baby. If you’d just done what you were fucking told. You were meant to be the girl who understood. All you have to do is get on your knees, then bend over and take it. But no, you have to deep everything don’t you? You always have to goddamn complain.

What is it this time baby, huh? The meal at Nobu wasn’t good enough for you? The Langham Hotel’s not good enough for you? You have a headache? You’re not in the mood? You’re worried I might hurt our baby? If you were so fucking worried about the baby you wouldn’t have made me lose my belt and close my fist on your face, would you bitch? You’d have taken it because you know full well I’m too fucking good to you for knocking your pathetic slut ass up in the first place.

But no, you can’t ever make it easy can you? And now look what you made me do. I’m tired kitten – I work hard for my real family and to afford these little treats for you – but do you ever give me a break for that? Do you ever give me credit for it? Not a fucking bit do you? Instead you see my wife text during dinner and get in a mood that I’m responding. Of course I’m responding you stupid slag – unlike you she actually matters to me.

Why can’t you just be grateful that I gave you the baby you always wanted, and I’ll still sticking around to fuck your changing body even though you’re 6 months gone? I don’t see a queue of men waiting around the block waiting to take you for dinner. You were damaged fucking goods when I met you – now you’ve got the stretch-marks to prove it. You should thank me for even being here babe. You should be delighted I even get hard for you any more. But instead you refuse to finish dinner and stop talking to me. Baby, if I pay for the tab, you best eat your food. I don’t like to make a scene in a Michelin Star, cunt.

And what do you do when you’re back at the hotel? Refuse to get on your knees when I tell you. You know how defiance sets me off baby. Refuse to open your mouth when you’re down there and make me slap you and grab at your jaw. Did you think you were being clever kitten? Did you think you were being big? No baby, you were just being a stupid whore who doesn’t know what’s good for her. And after that you’ve got just what you deserve.

Now stop crying, dry your eyes, get on your knees, and thank me the way you know you should. Come on darling, you know I need cleaning up. It’s been deep in every hole tonight, but you know full well it was in your dirty hole last. Your pussy is shallower now you’re in your third trimester – I needed your shitpipe to take all of me deep. And you know how your squealing and gasping always helps bring me off. Like a pathetic frightened little animal, it’s so cute, even when you’ve been a stupid bitch during the day.

Yes darling. Good girl. Suck it into your mouth. Its okay baby, you’re a mess anyway, if you have to dribble and slaver on my balls and your knees noone gives a shite. Yes baby, all the way down to the balls, try to suck them in too. Take it all til it’s in your throat. I love to see you struggle as you’re cleaning. It makes you look so sexy and useful, especially while you’re carrying my little one. Aww baby look, she’s kicking! She’s telling mummy she’s doing such a good job.

Now baby, take it all out of your mouth, look up at me right into my eyes, and tell Daddy you’re sorry. Like you mean it kitten. With feeling. Look into your heart and realise what you’ve done. Understand you deserved this. Understand you’ve earned it from me. And that if I didn’t do this – if I didn’t discipline you and give you boundaries and guidelines – you’d go off the rails. Like you were when I met you. When noone would knock you up or stay with you, and only Daddy took pity on you and brought you into line. That rebellious little girl is still in there darling. It’s why you need me to do this. It’s why you won’t tell. It’s why you’ll cuddle up to me closely in the morning, as you feel your little bruises sore, and thank me for being here for you and giving you what you deserved. For caring like this. For giving you all the love you’ll ever deserve.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Awww kitten, come to Daddy, put your little tearful eyes into my breast. The first time’s always the hardest my love, and you were extra tight because of the fight you were putting up. That didn’t help, did it kitten? But Daddy understands. It’s a massive step darling, so you were always going to change your mind at the last minute, when the hotel room door was locked and Daddy was all hard and angry, and need to be forced. Why do you think I gagged you honey? I’m a considerate neighbour, I didn’t want your vacillations and pathetic resistance disturbing the whole building, did I?

And what’s Daddy to do when his little girl looks so sexy for him? Lying on the bed dazed from the slaps I gave you. Big, round tears dropping from your plaintive eyes, mumbling an impassioned but muffled “please, no” into your gag and uselessly pushing against my superior weight with your tied up hands. Of course I’m going to be rock hard at that point darling, what a sight. To be honest though, I was already rigid from having to force your thighs open with my legs. You thought you could be clever and stop me didn’t you? But it only made you wetter and easier when I got there.

I know honey, that’s what bothers you the most. After all the crying and wailing and pushing and begging, you moaned like a soaking little whore when it went in, didn’t you? Were you determined not to enjoy it kitten? Were you proud of your #resistance to a big, nasty, Reform-voting married cock? Confused how you could respond that way to your own violation; disgusted at yourself for leaking fluid all over your thighs and the bedsheets as I forcibly used your little virgin body. I told you this is what you are, didn’t I kitten? You should have believed me.

It’s okay darling, I see how much it hurt you too, I’m giving you credit for that. It’s never only pleasure the first time, especially with how tight you made yourself with all your fussing at the start. And you have a small little pussy, don’t you darling? And Daddy was excited and boisterous, and battered your poor little cervix like it was the first time he’d fucked after a drought. I saw the pain and fear in the eyes kitten, I always notice how you’re feeling. I just didn’t care. It needed to be done. You were there to be taken. You needed broken in.

But I know it excited you too princess. Don’t even fucking try to lie to Daddy. By the time I turned you over onto all fours and fucked you like a good little doggy, you were already addicted to it. Why else look back over your shoulder, like a slutty little cunt, and tell Daddy to fuck you like one of his whores? Why, when I told you I was going to cum, beg for it and plead me to fill up your pussy completely with my seed? Why encourage me, and tell me I need to put a little baby inside you, to flood you with new life?

It’s because you’re made for this honey. Like every other slut, your mouth says “no”, but your body begs “yes”. You’re just confused baby. You don’t know what you want. I can teach you how to listen, how to take it – when your body talks, I can translate it. It’s why you need me darling. It’s why you’re not going to tell anyone, or blab about what happened. That, and the fact that all of this is on video, and who’s going to believe a cunt who thanks her rapist midway through for doing this to her?

Now darling, Daddy knows you didn’t cum, it’s always too overwhelming the first time. But you’ve been so good, haven’t you? I think you deserve a treat. And there’s nothing better than the taste of a first creampie: your juices, mixed with mine, tinged with blood and sweat. And I think, with the bruises and fingerprints I’ve left on your wrist and neck, you deserve and need a little gentleness now, don’t you honey?

Lie back now kitten, open those little thighs again for papa, this time I won’t need to force them open will I? I don’t think I’ll need to force them ever again. You’ve got the message haven’t you sweetpea? It’s not your body, it’s mine. You have holes, I have choices. And since Daddy doesn’t back down, and it’s going to happen anyway, you might as well lie back, accept it and enjoy it as much as you can. And I know next time you’ll enjoy it lots.

But for now, you smell and taste so good, let Daddy take care of you. Awww baby, you’re trembling a little. Suck on the fingers of papa’s left hand while his right hand gets to work. There you go kitten. Yes darling, just like that, moan into them. Dirty fucking whore. You wanted it really didn’t you? You love that Daddy didn’t ask and took what you refused to give. You’re getting me all excited again slut, you might get your second time sooner than you think.

Aww my little love, you don’t need to worry about a thing. Just drink up, and embrace the mental fog as it descends on you. You don’t need to know the name of the cocktail for it to taste nice – and you don’t need to know the chemical formula for the benzodiazepine for it to work well. Just relax and let it take you – that feeling of numbness around your face, and the reassuring lack of response as you try to move your legs. You don’t need to feel your toes right now darling; you just need to trust me and give me little slurry moans as I enjoy you.

I know you’re concerned darling. That you won’t be able to please me as much when I have to prise your jaws open to fuck your mouth. That your limp little body will lose its tightness and urgency and fear as you slip away. That you’ll be less interesting and pleasing to me when you’re only sporadically conscious – uselessly flapping your little hands against him and murmuring incoherently for him to stop. That the spark will have gone from your eyes when he stretches your little anus and suddenly fills your tight shitpipe with his hard cock, and all you manage to do is say “please… it’s not... I’m fucked I’m sorry…”

Please darling, still your mind. It’s true, sometimes I need a struggle, and enjoy it. But then other times I just need you to shut the fuck up, sprawl over the sofa like a ragdoll with your head slumped over the armrest, and dribble like a broken puppet on the parquet floor as I video you taking it up the shitter. It’s so much easier this way honey, and after a hard day, there’s nothing better than having a wee whiskey, inviting a few good friends in, and making a home video of us stretching out a semi-conscious little whore. You’ll understand when the drugs wear off.

And kitten, don’t act surprised that my mates are here. I know you need more wood for the fire. I never told you it’d just be me when I gave you that drink, did I? Isn’t it part of the point that you don’t get to choose what happens? And anyway, I know full well that a whore like you would have wanted this. It’ll be so much hotter for you watching the video after and seeing men you don’t know slide inside you and take pleasure out of you. And anyway honey, you’re a fucking dead weight unconscious – it usually takes a few of us to hold you in position.

But trust me my love, it’ll be worth it. It’s funny, but somehow you feel even wetter and tighter when you have no idea what’s going on. I mean baby, look at your panties right now as I rub them, they’re soaking already. We both know why, don’t we? It’s because your body was made for this. It’s what you’re for. And all I had to do was turn off bits of your pre-frontal cortex – who needs higher reasoning and decision making when you have a soaking cunt and nice tits?

Now breath in deeply darling, me and my pal are going to use your holes together now. Just a little cold feeling of metal on your skin as we cut off your panties. There you go, aww kitten look at you, all exposed to us now. I'm going in the front, and Davy here is going in the back. You’ll get used to it honey, and when you do and we build a rhythm, it’ll only take a few minutes before you’re tightening around us and cumming hard. You usually regain some consciousness then – your red little face embarrassed and tearful as you see us laugh and hear us call you a little slut as your body reacts for us.

You know the best thing about this kitten? Thinking about the look on your face as you watch it back. It’s always the best bit honey. Making you touch yourself as you watch your violation. Seeing how wet you get to it. Smelling our cum leaking out of you, and calling you a common, broken little fucktoy as you rub your clit with our discharge. Those are the videos I love making most. Where you’re ashamed. Where you cum to it. When you cry, and I make you suck my cock clean like a pacifier, and you thank me after for using you so well.

When you tell me I was right to make them go harder. You say how sexy it was to hear me tell them that you’re just a broken little abused whore, and they can do what they like and properly take advantage. How tingly it made you to see them up their game, and abuse you more, and treat you like a puppet, not a human. And I tell you if you’re really grateful you’d be opening my cheeks and licking out my balls and asshole, and you get on your knees immediately and do it like it’s the last meal of a condemned man. Those are the first ones I send to the group chat baby. Maybe this time we’ll livestream.

You know boys, I kinda think she can hear us. Little slut’s fucking moaning again. Y’all better be hard behind me, cos I’m gonna nut soon. Just can’t fucking help myself with this dirty little whore. Cum’s the best lubricant boys – I’ve opened her up now – y’alls best destroy her.

Aww my little love, you don’t need to worry about a thing. Just drink up, and embrace the mental fog as it descends on you. You don’t need to know the name of the cocktail for it to taste nice – and you don’t need to know the chemical formula for the benzodiazepine for it to work well. Just relax and let it take you – that feeling of numbness around your face, and the reassuring lack of response as you try to move your legs. You don’t need to feel your toes right now darling; you just need to trust Daddy and give me little slurry moans as I enjoy you.

I know you’re concerned darling. That you won’t be able to please me as much when I have to prise your jaws open to fuck your mouth. That your limp little body will lose its tightness and urgency and fear as you slip away. That you’ll be less interesting and pleasing to Daddy when you’re only sporadically conscious – uselessly flapping your little hands against him and murmuring incoherently for him to stop. That the spark will have gone from your eyes when he stretches your little anus and suddenly fills your tight shitpipe with his hard cock, and all you manage to do is say “please… it’s not... I’m fucked I’m sorry…”

Please darling, still your mind. It’s true, sometimes Daddy needs a struggle, and enjoys it. But then other times Daddy just needs you to shut the fuck up, sprawl over the sofa like a ragdoll with your head slumped over the armrest, and dribble like a broken puppet on his parquet floor as he videos you taking it up the shitter. It’s so much easier this way honey, and after a hard day, there’s nothing better than having a wee whiskey, inviting a few good friends in, and making a home video of us stretching out a semi-conscious little whore. You’ll understand when the drugs wear off.

And kitten, don’t act surprised that my mates are here. I know you need more wood for the fire. I never told you it’d just be me when I gave you that drink, did I? Isn’t it part of the point that you don’t get to choose what happens? And anyway, I know full well that a whore like you would have wanted this. It’ll be so much hotter for you watching the video after and seeing men you don’t know slide inside you and take pleasure out of you. And anyway honey, you’re a fucking dead weight unconscious – it usually takes a few of us to hold you in position.

But trust me my love, it’ll be worth it. It’s funny, but somehow you feel even wetter and tighter when you have no idea what’s going on. I mean baby, look at your panties right now as I rub them, they’re soaking already. We both know why, don’t we? It’s because your body was made for this. It’s what you’re for. And all I had to do was turn off bits of your pre-frontal cortex – who needs higher reasoning and decision making when you have a soaking cunt and nice tits?

Now breath in deeply darling, Daddy and his pal are going to use your holes together now. Just a little cold feeling of metal on your skin as we cut off your panties. There you go, aww kitten look at you, all exposed to us now. Daddy’s going in the front, and Davy here is going in the back. You’ll get used to it honey, and when you do and we build a rhythm, it’ll only take a few minutes before you’re tightening around us and cumming hard. You usually regain some consciousness then – your red little face embarrassed and tearful as you see us laugh and hear us call you a little slut as your body reacts for us.

You know the best thing about this kitten? Thinking about the look on your face as you watch it back. It’s always the best bit honey. Making you touch yourself as you watch your violation. Seeing how wet you get to it. Smelling our cum leaking out of you, and calling you a common, broken little fucktoy as you rub your clit with our discharge. Those are the videos I love making most. Where you’re ashamed. Where you cum to it. When you cry, and I make you suck my cock clean like a pacifier, and you thank me after for using you so well.

When you tell me I was right to make them go harder. You say how sexy it was to hear me tell them that you’re just a broken little abused whore, and they can do what they like and properly take advantage. How tingly it made you to see them up their game, and abuse you more, and treat you like a puppet, not a human. And I tell you if you’re really grateful you’d be opening my cheeks and licking out my balls and asshole, and you get on your knees immediately and do it like it’s the last meal of a condemned man. Those are the first ones I send to the group chat baby. Maybe this time we’ll livestream.

You know boys, I kinda think she can hear us. Little slut’s fucking moaning again. Y’all better be hard behind me, cos I’m gonna nut soon. Just can’t fucking help myself with this dirty little whore. Cum’s the best lubricant boys – I’ve opened her up now – y’alls best destroy her.

Aww my little love, you don’t need to worry about a thing. Just drink up, and embrace the mental fog as it descends on you. You don’t need to know the name of the cocktail for it to taste nice – and you don’t need to know the chemical formula for the benzodiazepine for it to work well. Just relax and let it take you – that feeling of numbness around your face, and the reassuring lack of response as you try to move your legs. You don’t need to feel your toes right now darling; you just need to trust Daddy and give me little slurry moans as I enjoy you.

I know you’re concerned darling. That you won’t be able to please me as much when I have to prise your jaws open to fuck your mouth. That your limp little body will lose its tightness and urgency and fear as you slip away. That you’ll be less interesting and pleasing to Daddy when you’re only sporadically conscious – uselessly flapping your little hands against him and murmuring incoherently for him to stop. That the spark will have gone from your eyes when he stretches your little anus and suddenly fills your tight shitpipe with his hard cock, and all you manage to do is say “please… it’s not... I’m fucked I’m sorry…”

Please darling, still your mind. It’s true, sometimes Daddy needs a struggle, and enjoys it. But then other times Daddy just needs you to shut the fuck up, sprawl over the sofa like a ragdoll with your head slumped over the armrest, and dribble like a broken puppet on his parquet floor as he videos you taking it up the shitter. It’s so much easier this way honey, and after a hard day, there’s nothing better than having a wee whiskey, inviting a few good friends in, and making a home video of us stretching out a semi-conscious little whore. You’ll understand when the drugs wear off.

And kitten, don’t act surprised that my mates are here. I know you need more wood for the fire. I never told you it’d just be me when I gave you that drink, did I? Isn’t it part of the point that you don’t get to choose what happens? And anyway, I know full well that a whore like you would have wanted this. It’ll be so much hotter for you watching the video after and seeing men you don’t know slide inside you and take pleasure out of you. And anyway honey, you’re a fucking dead weight unconscious – it usually takes a few of us to hold you in position.

But trust me my love, it’ll be worth it. It’s funny, but somehow you feel even wetter and tighter when you have no idea what’s going on. I mean baby, look at your panties right now as I rub them, they’re soaking already. We both know why, don’t we? It’s because your body was made for this. It’s what you’re for. And all I had to do was turn off bits of your pre-frontal cortex – who needs higher reasoning and decision making when you have a soaking cunt and nice tits?

Now breath in deeply darling, Daddy and his pal are going to use your holes together now. Just a little cold feeling of metal on your skin as we cut off your panties. There you go, aww kitten look at you, all exposed to us now. Daddy’s going in the front, and Davy here is going in the back. You’ll get used to it honey, and when you do and we build a rhythm, it’ll only take a few minutes before you’re tightening around us and cumming hard. You usually regain some consciousness then – your red little face embarrassed and tearful as you see us laugh and hear us call you a little slut as your body reacts for us.

You know the best thing about this kitten? Thinking about the look on your face as you watch it back. It’s always the best bit honey. Making you touch yourself as you watch your violation. Seeing how wet you get to it. Smelling our cum leaking out of you, and calling you a common, broken little fucktoy as you rub your clit with our discharge. Those are the videos I love making most. Where you’re ashamed. Where you cum to it. When you cry, and I make you suck my cock clean like a pacifier, and you thank me after for using you so well.

When you tell me I was right to make them go harder. You say how sexy it was to hear me tell them that you’re just a broken little abused whore, and they can do what they like and properly take advantage. How tingly it made you to see them up their game, and abuse you more, and treat you like a puppet, not a human. And I tell you if you’re really grateful you’d be opening my cheeks and licking out my balls and asshole, and you get on your knees immediately and do it like it’s the last meal of a condemned man. Those are the first ones I send to the group chat baby. Maybe this time we’ll livestream.

You know boys, I kinda think she can hear us. Little slut’s fucking moaning again. Y’all better be hard behind me, cos I’m gonna nut soon. Just can’t fucking help myself with this dirty little whore. Cum’s the best lubricant boys – I’ve opened her up now – y’alls best destroy her.

Aww my little love, you don’t need to worry about a thing. Just drink up, and embrace the mental fog as it descends on you. You don’t need to know the name of the cocktail for it to taste nice – and you don’t need to know the chemical formula for the benzodiazepine for it to work well. Just relax and let it take you – that feeling of numbness around your face, and the reassuring lack of response as you try to move your legs. You don’t need to feel your toes right now darling; you just need to trust Daddy and give me little slurry moans as I enjoy you.

I know you’re concerned darling. That you won’t be able to please me as much when I have to prise your jaws open to fuck your mouth. That your limp little body will lose its tightness and urgency and fear as you slip away. That you’ll be less interesting and pleasing to Daddy when you’re only sporadically conscious – uselessly flapping your little hands against him and murmuring incoherently for him to stop. That the spark will have gone from your eyes when he stretches your little anus and suddenly fills your tight shitpipe with his hard cock, and all you manage to do is say “please… it’s not... I’m fucked I’m sorry…”

Please darling, still your mind. It’s true, sometimes Daddy needs a struggle, and enjoys it. But then other times Daddy just needs you to shut the fuck up, sprawl over the sofa like a ragdoll with your head slumped over the armrest, and dribble like a broken puppet on his parquet floor as he videos you taking it up the shitter. It’s so much easier this way honey, and after a hard day, there’s nothing better than having a wee whiskey, inviting a few good friends in, and making a home video of us stretching out a semi-conscious little whore. You’ll understand when the drugs wear off.

And kitten, don’t act surprised that my mates are here. I know you need more wood for the fire. I never told you it’d just be me when I gave you that drink, did I? Isn’t it part of the point that you don’t get to choose what happens? And anyway, I know full well that a whore like you would have wanted this. It’ll be so much hotter for you watching the video after and seeing men you don’t know slide inside you and take pleasure out of you. And anyway honey, you’re a fucking dead weight unconscious – it usually takes a few of us to hold you in position.

But trust me my love, it’ll be worth it. It’s funny, but somehow you feel even wetter and tighter when you have no idea what’s going on. I mean baby, look at your panties right now as I rub them, they’re soaking already. We both know why, don’t we? It’s because your body was made for this. It’s what you’re for. And all I had to do was turn off bits of your pre-frontal cortex – who needs higher reasoning and decision making when you have a soaking cunt and nice tits?

Now breath in deeply darling, Daddy and his pal are going to use your holes together now. Just a little cold feeling of metal on your skin as we cut off your panties. There you go, aww kitten look at you, all exposed to us now. Daddy’s going in the front, and Davy here is going in the back. You’ll get used to it honey, and when you do and we build a rhythm, it’ll only take a few minutes before you’re tightening around us and cumming hard. You usually regain some consciousness then – your red little face embarrassed and tearful as you see us laugh and hear us call you a little slut as your body reacts for us.

You know the best thing about this kitten? Thinking about the look on your face as you watch it back. It’s always the best bit honey. Making you touch yourself as you watch your violation. Seeing how wet you get to it. Smelling our cum leaking out of you, and calling you a common, broken little fucktoy as you rub your clit with our discharge. Those are the videos I love making most. Where you’re ashamed. Where you cum to it. When you cry, and I make you suck my cock clean like a pacifier, and you thank me after for using you so well.

When you tell me I was right to make them go harder. You say how sexy it was to hear me tell them that you’re just a broken little abused whore, and they can do what they like and properly take advantage. How tingly it made you to see them up their game, and abuse you more, and treat you like a puppet, not a human. And I tell you if you’re really grateful you’d be opening my cheeks and licking out my balls and asshole, and you get on your knees immediately and do it like it’s the last meal of a condemned man. Those are the first ones I send to the group chat baby. Maybe this time we’ll livestream.

You know boys, I kinda think she can hear us. Little slut’s fucking moaning again. Y’all better be hard behind me, cos I’m gonna nut soon. Just can’t fucking help myself with this dirty little whore. Cum’s the best lubricant boys – I’ve opened her up now – y’alls best destroy her.

Aww my little love, you don’t need to worry about a thing. Just drink up, and embrace the mental fog as it descends on you. You don’t need to know the name of the cocktail for it to taste nice – and you don’t need to know the chemical formula for the benzodiazepine for it to work well. Just relax and let it take you – that feeling of numbness around your face, and the reassuring lack of response as you try to move your legs. You don’t need to feel your toes right now darling; you just need to trust Daddy and give me little slurry moans as I enjoy you.

I know you’re concerned darling. That you won’t be able to please me as much when I have to prise your jaws open to fuck your mouth. That your limp little body will lose its tightness and urgency and fear as you slip away. That you’ll be less interesting and pleasing to Daddy when you’re only sporadically conscious – uselessly flapping your little hands against him and murmuring incoherently for him to stop. That the spark will have gone from your eyes when he stretches your little anus and suddenly fills your tight shitpipe with his hard cock, and all you manage to do is say “please… it’s not... I’m fucked I’m sorry…”

Please darling, still your mind. It’s true, sometimes Daddy needs a struggle, and enjoys it. But then other times Daddy just needs you to shut the fuck up, sprawl over the sofa like a ragdoll with your head slumped over the armrest, and dribble like a broken puppet on his parquet floor as he videos you taking it up the shitter. It’s so much easier this way honey, and after a hard day, there’s nothing better than having a wee whiskey, inviting a few good friends in, and making a home video of us stretching out a semi-conscious little whore. You’ll understand when the drugs wear off.

And kitten, don’t act surprised that my mates are here. I know you need more wood for the fire. I never told you it’d just be me when I gave you that drink, did I? Isn’t it part of the point that you don’t get to choose what happens? And anyway, I know full well that a whore like you would have wanted this. It’ll be so much hotter for you watching the video after and seeing men you don’t know slide inside you and take pleasure out of you. And anyway honey, you’re a fucking dead weight unconscious – it usually takes a few of us to hold you in position.

But trust me my love, it’ll be worth it. It’s funny, but somehow you feel even wetter and tighter when you have no idea what’s going on. I mean baby, look at your panties right now as I rub them, they’re soaking already. We both know why, don’t we? It’s because your body was made for this. It’s what you’re for. And all I had to do was turn off bits of your pre-frontal cortex – who needs higher reasoning and decision making when you have a soaking cunt and nice tits?

Now breath in deeply darling, Daddy and his pal are going to use your holes together now. Just a little cold feeling of metal on your skin as we cut off your panties. There you go, aww kitten look at you, all exposed to us now. Daddy’s going in the front, and Davy here is going in the back. You’ll get used to it honey, and when you do and we build a rhythm, it’ll only take a few minutes before you’re tightening around us and cumming hard. You usually regain some consciousness then – your red little face embarrassed and tearful as you see us laugh and hear us call you a little slut as your body reacts for us.

You know the best thing about this kitten? Thinking about the look on your face as you watch it back. It’s always the best bit honey. Making you touch yourself as you watch your violation. Seeing how wet you get to it. Smelling our cum leaking out of you, and calling you a common, broken little fucktoy as you rub your clit with our discharge. Those are the videos I love making most. Where you’re ashamed. Where you cum to it. When you cry, and I make you suck my cock clean like a pacifier, and you thank me after for using you so well.

When you tell me I was right to make them go harder. You say how sexy it was to hear me tell them that you’re just a broken little abused whore, and they can do what they like and properly take advantage. How tingly it made you to see them up their game, and abuse you more, and treat you like a puppet, not a human. And I tell you if you’re really grateful you’d be opening my cheeks and licking out my balls and asshole, and you get on your knees immediately and do it like it’s the last meal of a condemned man. Those are the first ones I send to the group chat baby. Maybe this time we’ll livestream.

You know boys, I kinda think she can hear us. Little slut’s fucking moaning again. Y’all better be hard behind me, cos I’m gonna nut soon. Just can’t fucking help myself with this dirty little whore. Cum’s the best lubricant boys – I’ve opened her up now – y’alls best destroy her.

Aww my little love, you don’t need to worry about a thing. Just drink up, and embrace the mental fog as it descends on you. You don’t need to know the name of the cocktail for it to taste nice – and you don’t need to know the chemical formula for the benzodiazepine for it to work well. Just relax and let it take you – that feeling of numbness around your face, and the reassuring lack of response as you try to move your legs. You don’t need to feel your toes right now darling; you just need to trust Daddy and give me little slurry moans as I enjoy you.

I know you’re concerned darling. That you won’t be able to please me as much when I have to prise your jaws open to fuck your mouth. That your limp little body will lose its tightness and urgency and fear as you slip away. That you’ll be less interesting and pleasing to Daddy when you’re only sporadically conscious – uselessly flapping your little hands against him and murmuring incoherently for him to stop. That the spark will have gone from your eyes when he stretches your little anus and suddenly fills your tight shitpipe with his hard cock, and all you manage to do is say “please… it’s not... I’m fucked I’m sorry…”

Please darling, still your mind. It’s true, sometimes Daddy needs a struggle, and enjoys it. But then other times Daddy just needs you to shut the fuck up, sprawl over the sofa like a ragdoll with your head slumped over the armrest, and dribble like a broken puppet on his parquet floor as he videos you taking it up the shitter. It’s so much easier this way honey, and after a hard day, there’s nothing better than having a wee whiskey, inviting a few good friends in, and making a home video of us stretching out a semi-conscious little whore. You’ll understand when the drugs wear off.

And kitten, don’t act surprised that my mates are here. I know you need more wood for the fire. I never told you it’d just be me when I gave you that drink, did I? Isn’t it part of the point that you don’t get to choose what happens? And anyway, I know full well that a whore like you would have wanted this. It’ll be so much hotter for you watching the video after and seeing men you don’t know slide inside you and take pleasure out of you. And anyway honey, you’re a fucking dead weight unconscious – it usually takes a few of us to hold you in position.

But trust me my love, it’ll be worth it. It’s funny, but somehow you feel even wetter and tighter when you have no idea what’s going on. I mean baby, look at your panties right now as I rub them, they’re soaking already. We both know why, don’t we? It’s because your body was made for this. It’s what you’re for. And all I had to do was turn off bits of your pre-frontal cortex – who needs higher reasoning and decision making when you have a soaking cunt and nice tits?

Now breath in deeply darling, Daddy and his pal are going to use your holes together now. Just a little cold feeling of metal on your skin as we cut off your panties. There you go, aww kitten look at you, all exposed to us now. Daddy’s going in the front, and Davy here is going in the back. You’ll get used to it honey, and when you do and we build a rhythm, it’ll only take a few minutes before you’re tightening around us and cumming hard. You usually regain some consciousness then – your red little face embarrassed and tearful as you see us laugh and hear us call you a little slut as your body reacts for us.

You know the best thing about this kitten? Thinking about the look on your face as you watch it back. It’s always the best bit honey. Making you touch yourself as you watch your violation. Seeing how wet you get to it. Smelling our cum leaking out of you, and calling you a common, broken little fucktoy as you rub your clit with our discharge. Those are the videos I love making most. Where you’re ashamed. Where you cum to it. When you cry, and I make you suck my cock clean like a pacifier, and you thank me after for using you so well.

When you tell me I was right to make them go harder. You say how sexy it was to hear me tell them that you’re just a broken little abused whore, and they can do what they like and properly take advantage. How tingly it made you to see them up their game, and abuse you more, and treat you like a puppet, not a human. And I tell you if you’re really grateful you’d be opening my cheeks and licking out my balls and asshole, and you get on your knees immediately and do it like it’s the last meal of a condemned man. Those are the first ones I send to the group chat baby. Maybe this time we’ll livestream.

You know boys, I kinda think she can hear us. Little slut’s fucking moaning again. Y’all better be hard behind me, cos I’m gonna nut soon. Just can’t fucking help myself with this dirty little whore. Cum’s the best lubricant boys – I’ve opened her up now – y’alls best destroy her.