Midnight Daddy

But the ones it’s meant for?

I’ll bury my thick cock deep in that tight little cunt and breed her properly.

Every hard thrust pushing right against her cervix until I finally unload thick, hot ropes of cum pulsing inside her while she feels every spurt flooding her.

She’ll moan like a filthy little cumslut, clenching around me and claiming every drop as I fill her up.

“Why should I listen to you?”

just so I can remind her exactly why.

I’ll look her dead in the eye and tell her her opinions don’t matter. That she’s nothing but a stupid little fucktoy whose only job is to obey. Then I’ll take away her orgasms for talking back no touching, no relief, nothing until she remembers her place and apologizes properly.

Bad sluts don’t get to cum. Obedient ones eventually might.

I have a real thing for cute little pillow princesses.

Soft, pliant toys who just lay back and take every bit of pleasure I give them. The ones who make the prettiest sounds while I kiss them, taste them, slowly push inside and fuck them deep.

I love watching them writhe, thighs trembling, face buried in the pillows as they moan and take it so sweetly.

There’s something deeply romantic about a man who loves you so much he simply takes you.

I’d kidnap you, bring you home, and lock you away in a basement I decorated just the way I know you’d like. Soft things. Your favorite colors. Everything chosen for you.

Every night I’d rape you even though I know it hurts, whispering apologies against your ear while I do it anyway because I can’t stop. Because I love you too much to let you go or hold back.

I’d make the room completely soundproof so no one can hear you scream, so no one can ever take you away from me.

You’ll still be half-dreaming when you feel me filling you up, my lips against your ear whispering filthy things while I fuck you soft and deep.

“That’s it, baby… take Daddy’s cock first thing in the morning. Such a good girl for me.”

You’ll wake up properly to the feeling of being used, already dripping, already moaning, knowing you belong to me before the day even starts.

I’ll wrap my hand around your throat and cut off just enough air while you’re completely naked on the floor.

Then I’ll make you say it out loud every humiliating thing about yourself while you struggle to breathe.

“I’m a dumb slave puppy… I exist to be used… I’m nothing but a set of holes…”

You’ll choke on the words and on my grip, tears in your eyes, still forced to keep talking until I’m satisfied.

If you’ve got an oral fixation, I’ll put my hand around your throat and keep you right where I want you.

You’ll choke on my cock with nowhere to go, too scared to pull off because of the pressure and the look in my eyes.

Every time you gag I’ll just hold you tighter and make you take it deeper.

Ass up, completely trapped, taking every thrust while you’re forced to stay right there.

No objections from me.

Every slap, every rough grip, every time I hurt you just a little too hard… that pretty cunt still drips for me.

Your body already knows what it’s for. I’m just the one who stops pretending otherwise.

I’ll plug and stretch you overnight so you’re already open and aching when I wake up and take you. When I’m busy I’ll tie you down, lock a fucking machine and vibrator on you, and leave you there until cumming turns into pure punishment.

When I’m bored you’ll be my toy either getting brutally fucked by my cock or forced to take whatever object I feel like sliding into you for my own amusement.

No breaks. No empty moments. Just a sex-crazed, cockdumb little thing available 24/7.

I’ll cum all over your food and make you eat it like a dog.

Naked. On all fours. Face down in a doggy bowl while I watch.

No hands. No complaints. Just you cleaning every drop and swallowing whatever I decided to mix in.

That’s how good girls get fed when they forget their place.