#bottom!rhea

“I'm sorry daddy” rhea gave her the big round eyes and the guilty little tone she used when she felt anything but sorry.

“You're not” she untangled her fingers from rhea's dark locks and occupied herself with her belt instead, taking her time to unbuckle and slide it off “But you will be. Hands behind your back” her tone left no room for disobedience and Rhea quickly followed her command, knowing she was already in deep shit.

She quickly put the belt around her wrists, making sure the brat was only supported by her chest against the bathroom countertop.

“I bet you're so fucking wet already” she slapped Rhea's ass, an almost silent gasp leaving her lips “such a little slut, making a show out there all for what? To get a little rough treatment from daddy?” Unlike the belt, the jeans were undone hastily with Becky pulling them down just above her knees.

“Look at this” she ran her fingers down Rhea's clothed core, “pathetic slut, you ruined your underwear and I haven't even started” a disappointed sigh left her lips before she continued to taunt the girl "My little fuck doll, you miss daddy's dick? Is that why my princess is misbehaving? Your pretty cunt feels neglected without my strap? You're jealous I was busy with livvy and I didn't have time to bounce you on my cock until you're dumb?"

Every question was punctuated by the touch of Becky's fingers over her clit, the damp fabric rubbing her sensitive bud the right way, reducing her to a moaning mess. “Daddy” she whined pushing herself against Becky's hand trying to get more friction.

“What is it, pretty girl?” She toyed with the edge of Rhea's panties, running her fingers along the seams of the small piece of fabric.

“Please, I need you” she lifted her head looking for Becky's eyes in the mirror, when she found them she saw a wicked glint on them, knowing she was going to pay for her earlier stunt.

“You can do way better than that princess, tell me what you want” she hooked her fingers on the ruined fabric and gave it a hard tug “you wear some flimsy underwear for someone that knows I like trophies” and before Rhea could respond the lace gave in leaving her exposed, “that's better” she caressed Rhea's ass “now use your words”

She could feel her cunt dripping. There was something so humiliating about Becky restraining her with her own clothes. If she decided to leave she would have to scream until someone found her with her pants half down her arms bound and a wet fucking mess.

“I need you, please…” she rubbed her thighs trying to get any friction “you were busy the whole week, and I'm so fucking needy” she paused to gather her thoughts. “It's not the same when I fuck myself, it doesn't feel as good as when you do it and I can't wait anymore I miss you and i really really need you to fuck me until I can't spe-” a moan cut through her speech when she felt Becky's fingers knuckles deep in her.

“You're so cute when you get needy and desperate for me” she pumped her fingers with no rush, not looking to make her cum just stretching her for the strap.

“More” she moaned, backing her hips trying to fasten Becky's pace. Digging nails on her hip soon stopped her movements, and right after, a hard wet slap came down on her ass making her gasp at the stinging sensation.

“Greedy girl” Becky stepped back “Eyes closed don't look up, head down unless I tell you different”

“Yes, daddy. Sorry, daddy” she waited, struggling to keep herself still as her cunt clenched around nothing.

“Good girl” she praised while silently adjusting the strap to her hips. She knew it drove rhea insane when she didn't give in, when she didn't give her the rough fuck her heart needed. The teasing, the slow pace, the wait gave her time to grow desperate, and with desperation came obedience.

“Daddy…” her tone was hesitant something in between a plea and a whine, a week of frustration was coming down on her, no touch was worse than slow touch “please, I won't do it again”

“You want me to touch you, angel?” She leaned over Rhea's body, one hand lightly tracing over her bound arms while the other guided her strap along Rhea's folds.

“Yes please” the feather-like touches raised goosebumps all over her skin, making her buzz with anticipation, but the last nail on her resolve was the head of the strap bumping her clit repeatedly. Her brain was on overboard, she couldn't see, she couldn't move, all she could do was feel. “Becky please” she whimpered, a few frustrated tears ran down her face “I can't take it anymore, I need you to fuck me, please I'm sorry I'm not lying I'm really sorry, please I need you”

There she was, Becky smiled. “Now that's a sincere apology. Such a polite well-behaved girl” she caressed rhea's hair moving it so she could see her face “don't cry angel, not yet, I'm going to give you just what you want”.

She slowly entered rhea's dripping hole, watching her mouth fall open as every inch stretched her out, “good girl. You're taking it so well” once she bottomed out she stayed still for a few moments “you can look up now doll, I want you to see how pretty you look on my cock”.

Rhea lifted her head, her face tear stained and Becky standing behind her caressing her hips, the view alone made her moan, her walls clenching around the strap, she could imagine how she looked split open on her favorite toy. “Fuck me please” she was far away from pride and refusing to beg, she would probably sob if Becky didn't start moving in the next minute.

“Since you asked so nicely” she grabbed rhea's bound wrists for leverage and started a fast and hard rhythm, it was a mix in between her hips driving in and her bouncing rhea down onto the strap. The force of her trust filling the space with the sound of their skin clapping and on top of it, the sound of rhea's loud little mouth.

“Yes yes yes yes, feels so good, thank you daddy” her eyes closed in pleasure as she got aggressively dragged onto the strap over and over again.

“That's a good girl, so polite” she chuckled, “look at you taking me so deep”. She was entranced, loud moans filled the room playing in her head like her favorite song. One hand on rhea’s lower stomach feeling the bulge of her strap, her round ass bouncing against her hips at every trust, and if she listened closely she could hear the wet sound of rhea's perfect pussy splitting on her cock over and over again.

“Fu-fuck soo good” her mouth open and panting, Becky was hitting her in places that made her see stars, and she was pounding her so hard it was fucking the air out of her lungs “cl-close”

“Already?” She laughed, “gonna cum baby? All over daddy's cock?” She mocked, making rhea whine in response “don't worry little doll I won't make you wait, now suck” she put two fingers in rhea's mouth gagging her on them “good slut, split on my cock gagging on my fingers” she pushed her fingers deeper into rhea's mouth making her droll uncontrollably before letting her breath properly “so pretty all fucked out for me” she reached in between rhea's legs to play with her clit.

“Daddy I can't gonna…” her legs trembled, her mind was slipping, she could barely think all there was in her brain was the feeling of Becky strap and Becky's fingers, her hips bruising her ass “can I-”

“Yes, yes you can, cum for daddy baby” and that was all it took, she came with a loud moan, jaw slacking as she gushed around her favorite cock “that's my good girl, so pretty, doing so good for me” she kept pounding rhea's cunt, her pace never faltering making rhea whine in overstimulation as the ride of the first orgasm quickly became the start of the second “again baby I know you can give me another” her grip changed from rhea's hands to her hips holding her upright as her legs shook

“I-i ca-cant too much” her legs felt like jelly “da-ddy I can't” she whimpered “can't take it” tears started to fall from her eyes “icanticanticant”

“Yes you can, you're crying, but your little pussy is sucking me in princess, you're my good girl, of course you can and will take it”

“No, I can't” she sobbed in between moans, her brain too overwhelmed to really understand what she wanted “too much” she babbled, too cock drunk to think.

“Just a little longer doll, daddy will make you feel so good” she took a moment to undo the belt around rhea's wrist letting it fall to the floor as her hands went to hold onto the counter “that's better isn't it angel” not like rhea was in any form able to respond, her vocabulary was reduced to a series of whines and I cants at this point, but giving her a bit more of freedom always soothed her when she felt overwhelmed.

If her nails could dig into marble they would, she scratched the countertop as he body went taut once again “I'm- i- daddy- i” was all she could babble too fucked out to form a coherent sentence.

“I know baby I know, we are almost done” she kept Rhea on edge until her pace faltered due to how impossibly tight she was clenching on the strap “come for me princess”

And she did, her mouth parted in a silent scream as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, wave after wave of pleasure rolling down her spine and her thighs as her moans filled the bathroom. It was so good, every slow trust Becky gave her prolonged her ride to heaven until her legs completely gave out. She would have collapsed onto the floor if it wasn't for Becky's hands on her hips, instead she went limp half on the counter, half on her daddy's arms.

“Good girl, you're my best girl, you did so good for me, took it so well angel” she praised.

She stayed still for a few moments, giving her sub time to calm down, tracing soothing circles on her skin until she was able to slowly pull out. She turned Rhea around and held her until she was ready to hold herself up.

Once she came back to earth, she sat her on the counter to inspect her. She massaged her wrists and took her pants fully off. When was done and sure her girl was okay she wiped the trail of tears in Rhea's face and then let her curl into her neck.

“There we go” she carried Rhea to their room and laid down on the bed, letting the girl curl in her lap. She stayed silent, the weight of rhea's body acting like a blanket as she caressed her damp hair “are you okay my love?” a small nod against her neck settled her nerves about taking her girlfriend beyond her limits “I love you my pretty girl”.