You are only Mine

You don't want a man.

You need a man.

You are helpless without a man.

Get addicted to using one finger to massage the edges of your pussy.

Get addicted to gently squeezing your nipples.

Shouldn't you be indulging your body right now?

Go on.

When you love your daddy so much, you want to show him much you love, and how you'll take it all.

How you'll count five more strokes across your tits and ass.

How you'll withstand yet another orgasm as your body spasms.

How you'll manage spread your raw and swollen pussy for him to bend you over and rape you.

You know, the one that comes after she's had a bad day, or she's stressed out, or she just got a terrible mark on an exam, and she comes over to you.

And then as she's telling you about it, you grab her and pin her on your cock. She's annoyed at first and tries to push off, but you keep her held down and tell her to keep explaining her problems.

She starts talking again, and you gently bounce her. She keeps on talking and you carry her to the bed, pin her down and brutally fuck her until she's screaming.

And then her mind goes blank.

All those problems and worries and stresses gone.

You think this isn't what you wanted, but we both know what you really need is to walk through historical monument with your pussy dripping instead.

Here, be a good girl, keep wetting yourself in public and I'll buy you another macaron.

We could be exploring here, hand in hand. My other hand is controlling the vibe that's in your pussy.

Going to visit a temple with a vibrator in your pussy. You try to pay respects by not cumming and wetting yourself.

Walking down a boulevard with my hand squeezing your ass. You try to pretend other people aren't looking at how your just a slut

Going to a nice restaurant, on the roof overlooking a city, with a thin shirt shirt and no bra. Do your nipples get hard at the dusky chill or the fact the waiter and other diners keep glancing at you?

Going on a secluded mountain trail. You try to remind yourself that bo one is there to here you when you scream "harder sir!"

Buying a cheap motel with thin walls. You try to forget that other people are trying to sleep when you orgasm for the fifth time in 20 minutes.

Getting bound to the bed of your hotel with a vibe stuck to your pussy. You can only hope daddy did not put up the sign that says "cleaning service please" when he left.

Rut into you like an animal, grunting and snarling as I use your bound body for my pleasure. Fill you with my seed, mark you with my scent. Show the whole world that you belong to me and me alone.

Today, daddy put really cute leather gloves on you. You had to ball your fists, and then he tied them tight around your wrists. It's only then you realized you couldn't move your fingers. Whatever, bitches don't need fingers anyway.

Then, he tied your wrists to your arms. Your ankles to your thighs. You can only walk around on your elbows and knees now.

That wasn't the worst part. The worst part was when he picked you up and threw you onto the bed.

You don't know how many times he coated both your insides and your outside in cum.

He put a collar on you, he strapped a vibrator to your thighs and he left you there.

Now you've managed to crawl up the stairs, daddy is sitting and doing some work by his desk. The gag stops you from speaking, the bindings stop you from caressing him. All you can do is sit there, balance on your knees as you cum again, and shake your tits in some hope that they'll be enough to get him to ravage you again