I love the idea of training you while you’re in the most vulnerable states. While we’re “playing around” and I’m groping you, kissing you up and down and worshiping your body I take my cock out and lovingly enter you, making sure I don’t hurt you. As I start fucking you, thrusting deeper and deeper into you, I instantly flip a switch when I see your face in pure pleasure. My thrusts get harder, more vicious and you immediately cry out telling me that it hurts. I grab you by your throat and you start fighting me off, I weaken my grip and watch you pathetically crawl away from me before I grab you by your ankles and pull you back to me. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going? I didn’t dismiss you,” I say filling you full of my hard cock, violently fucking you. I begin giving you commands, telling you what to say. “This can all stop if you say you love me, I moan through my teeth into your ear as my whole body pins you down while I continue pounding your pussy. “Say it! Tell me you fucking love me. This can all end if you just say it!” I start yelling out, rutting into you harder, and harder until you cry it out, “I love you,” I slow down and make you repeat it, “I love you daddy!!” You scream out, tears streaming down your face, I gently caress your cheek, “I love you too babygirl, but I’m so close I’m so sorry.” I pick my pace back up, using your hole as my fuck toy, thrusting myself as deep into you as your little body will allow me, bruising you from the inside out, forcing orgasm after orgasm out of you, tears still falling down your pretty face. “Don’t cry baby, I promise I’m almost done. Be a good girl and take it for me,” I say in broken sentences in between my moans. I grab your face, and start kissing you, telling you how pretty, how perfect you are as I violate and rape your body, training you to like it, to crave it even. I start throbbing, getting closer and closer before I fill you up, filling your little hole with my cum, letting it leak out before I use my cock to push it back in and fuck my cum deeper into you, this time more gently. As you’re all limp and dazed from what just happened to you, I remind you to thank me for what I just did to you. You lightly stutter out a thank you from your dazed state, “good girl, you’re welcome babygirl. You did such a perfect job for me, I’m so proud of you.” I respond smiling as I know this will break you, and I will get exactly what I wanted from you, my baby.
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