Harley

"P-Please, I said I wasn't ready—"

"You're going to take what I give you, when I decide to give it to you. No ifs, ands, or buts. You're mine."

They take a swig from the flask on the nightstand, looking at you with a sick grin. "Take a sip," they insist, forcing the flask to your mouth and tilting your head back by your chin. The liquor burned all the way down your throat, causing you to cough and sputter. Their grin only widened as they set the flask back in its original position.

"Damn, I really have to piss." They stand over you, unbuckling their belt and sliding out of their pants.

"No no no no no, please I just showered, please—"

Too late. Before you could finish your begging, your dom began to relieve themselves. Warm piss covered your body, pooling in cracks and crevices.

"You make a better hole than a person, whore."

They stepped on your stomach, knocking the wind clear out of you. Tears welled in your eyes. You realized you no longer had a choice, if you ever had one to begin with.

Your dom had secured you to the bed with your legs spread far apart and an arsenal of toys at their disposal. You see them reach for one of the larger dildos, one with a knot. Tugging on the restraints proved futile, as all you were achieving was rope burn, and your (fake) safeword was being quite obviously ignored.

Tears flooded from your eyes as they forced the toy in with minimal lubrication, immediately beginning to pump it in and out of you. You felt a sharp pain as the knot worked its way into you, stretching you out.

"Fuck, baby, look at how well you're taking it. You can't even tell me you don't want this—you were made for it."

"Please stop," you hardly whispered, your throat sore from your helpless sobs.

I gasped as my pussy clenched around his cock. He groaned loudly as he paused.

“Ohh, god.” He gripped my hips to steady himself. “Yeah, you liked that, didn’t you?” Then he picked up his brutal pace again. “You want me to get you pregnant, huh?”

“P-please,” I managed to stutter out. “You’re hurting me daddy, I can’t take it!”

“You’ll take whatever I give you, including a baby in your belly.” His words made my pussy tighten again. “There it is. I know you like it, baby, all you gotta do is beg for me.”

I cried out as he slammed as hard as he could into me. His cock rammed into my pussy, and I could feel his balls slapping hard against my ass. Daddy’s hand struck my cheek, making me whimper.

“You know what I want to hear, little girl,” he growled.

“I can’t, daddy,” I whined. “Please I want to stop. You can’t get me pregnant.”

“Ohh, yes I can,” he teased, holding my jaw with his hand so I was forced to look at him. “You stopped taking your birth control for ME, remember?” His hips were relentless. “You wouldn’t have done that if you didn’t want to have my baby.”

“Please!” I started to panic. “I changed my mind. Please stop. I don’t want to do this!”

He slapped me again. “Too fucking late. You take my cum, bitch.”

Tears fell as I cried out. He moaned and thrusted into me one final time. I could feel his cock pulsing, shooting hot cum into my pussy.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he moaned. “God dammit, I love knocking you up.”

I suddenly felt my vibrator against my pussy, but he kept his cock inside me.

“No no no!” I cried.

“Shh,” Daddy cooed, cradling my head to his chest as my orgasm built up. “You’re almost there, sweetheart. Cum for me.”

I gripped his arms tightly as my orgasm rocked my body. So much pleasure basically melted my brain as I babbled. He still had the vibrator pressed tightly against me, prolonging my orgasm.

“Yes, yes, Daddy! Ohhh m-my gosh, please don’t stop,” I whined into his chest.

“There you go, baby, I knew you liked it. Don’t you wanna have Daddy’s baby?”

I nodded as my eyelids fluttered. “Yes! Please get me pregnant. Put your baby in me!”

He groaned, putting the toy to the side. “Keep begging like that and you’ll get a second load, my little slut.”

“Please, Daddy,” I moaned softly. “Keep cumming in me. I wanna have your baby!”

“You see how much easier this is when you give me what I want?” Daddy sucked on my neck as he thrust inside me again.

I gasped softly, listening to the wet sounds of him sliding in and out of me. He bit down hard as he sucked a hickey into my skin. It made me whimper, but it wasn’t hard enough to hurt too much.

“Fuck,” Daddy groaned, pulling himself up. “You’re gonna look so cute pregnant.” His hands traveled up to my nipples. “All that milk making your tits bigger.” Then one hand moved down to rub my stomach. “And a big, round belly.”

I moaned softly, imagining how good it was going to feel having a second load in my cunt. All I wanted was to feel his cock pulse inside me again.

“Please cum in me again,” I begged, reaching for his hand at my stomach.

Daddy let out a soft moan that affected me so much my pussy tensed up again, which made him let out another.

“You see what the fuck you do to me, slut?” He set a bruising pace.

I whimpered, unable to take him at that speed. He was stretching me open so forcefully every thrust hurt. It didn’t take long before I was screaming with tears in my eyes.

“Yes!” Daddy roared, wrapping his hand around my throat. “Scream in pain, bitch.”

He slapped me hard. Then a second and a third slap that were just as brutal. I gasped for air in between sobs.

“Knocking you up and knocking you around.” He smirked down at me as my tears fell. “You’re a good little breeding bitch, aren’t you?”

“Y-y-yes sir,” I choked out.

“Awh,” Daddy mocked before spitting on my face. He kept one hand on my throat as the other smeared his saliva all over my cheeks and forehead. “Now you look perfect.”

There was nothing more I could do as he pounded into me. He held me firmly in place, occasionally slapping my tits. Then he let out a loud moan as his climax hit him for the second time. His grip around my throat didn’t loosen. My eyes fluttered and I was starting to get lightheaded when he finally let go.

“Good girl,” he shoved his tongue in my mouth. Making sure to taste every available inch he could. “Let me hear you say it one more time, yeah?”

I was gasping for air still. Daddy held my face in his hands and pressed his forehead to mine.

“I-I want you to knock me up, daddy,” I whispered. “I want to get pregnant and have your baby.”

Daddy thrust lazily into me before leaning down into my neck again. “What else, little girl?”

“You can breed me anytime you want.” I whimpered as I felt him sucking another hickey into my skin. “A-and…”

I trailed off, feeling his tongue on my skin was making my pussy throb intensely. He bit down hard, making me yelp, then abruptly pulled himself off of me.

“And what?” Daddy said through his teeth as both hands wrapped around my throat.

I gasped and moaned, unable to speak anymore. He smirked down at me as I became lightheaded again.

“And if you ever try to stop me again, I’ll dump my load in your ass. I’ll make it hurt, too. That way you never try to fight back again.”

He let go of my throat and allowed me to catch my breath. I felt him brushing my hair away from my face before cradling me to his chest.