Consent is complicated. So Am I.

poor kiddo didn’t know how to handle it when dada was using her princess parts. grabbing on to her favorite stuffie for comfort crying and whining into it while dada takes her pretty little body for himself.

Edging a sub while forcing them to speak. Each word becoming more incoherent the more pressure put onto them—Head spiraling between pleasure and pain, breathing heavily as you pull away. Hearing their attempts to say stop through each sentence, just a dumb overstimulated thing.

Why try thinking for yourself? We both know you aren't made for thinking. You're made for being manhandled, for being corrupted. Ignore your gut instinct, just give in, let my words fill your head, and be a good, obedient lgirl for me.

She’s kneeling, trembling, those big innocent eyes locked on mine while her soft little mouth stretches impossibly wide around Daddy’s throbbing cock. Tears spill the second I hit her throat—she gags hard. I stroke her cheek, voice low: “That’s it, princess… break for me.”

Can you hear how pathetic you sound whimpering like that? Keeping you on edge, so close to orgasm every single time only for me to stop at the last second. Hold it in, don’t even think of cumming without my permission. Even if you do, I have so many ways to ruin your orgasm.

Gonna stretch that tiny cunt wide on my cock, babygirl—watch you whimper as I force every inch in, ruining you with every brutal thrust tearing screams that melt into desperate, dripping moans. Daddy’s pain is your fucking heaven.

Daddy’s gonna guide you through this, nice and slow. While we touch ourselves, my fingers’ll work you hard, curling deep inside, making you squirm and beg for that sweet release. Cum for Daddy, princess, let it all go when I say so.

You were made for a collar, you crave it. You need to feel it pressed up against your neck, reminding you what you are. You need someone to tug hard on your leash, keeping you down on your knees. You need the reminder, you make a better puppy than a person.

“It’s not the marks I leave on your skin that own you. It’s the way I crawl inside your mind and live there rent-free, making you ache for my next command even when I’m silent. You’re already mine. You just haven’t caught up yet.”

“You feel that, princess? My cock pulsing right at your dripping entrance, but I won’t move until you break. Look at me. Say it like you mean it—like your entire world will shatter if I don’t fill you because tonight I’m not just fucking you. I’m carving my name into your soul.”

That's my good little girl, lay back and let Daddy spread those pretty thighs wide. I'm gonna drool all over your sweet, dripping pussy, licking and sucking till you're shaking. Cum hard on Daddy's hungry mouth, princess—drench me like the messy baby you are.

I'd love to be cockwarmed by you. Your juices pooling around my cock. Your pussy weeping for any sort of pleasure. I'm throbbing, every twitch gets you more turned on. I tell you it's time for bed, kissing your forehead while balls deep in this creaming pussy.