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We drive out to where the show will be, I carefully scan the area and make sure I set our little spot up, making sure that we are far away from the masses of people, making sure we have our own, private little area. I find a spot, set up the blanket, set up our area, tucked in some tress just out of view, yet still in hearing distance of the crowd here to watch the show.

As we are waiting for the sun to go down we have some time to kill, we run around the field playing our activities that we brought, the sun is going down and we decide to lay down, watch it and talk for just a little before we don’t have the opportunity to anymore.

I’ve had so much fun with you so far, we start to kiss, and very quickly that kissing turns into us making out. I’m desperate for you, I lift you, put you in my lap as we desperately push other another’s tongue into each other’s mouth, my hands are subconsciously rubbing up on your clothed body. I lay you down onto the blanket and begin kissing down your dress, that’s when the very first loud bang rings out, and the fireworks have started.

I lose all interest in the show, all of my focus is now on you, and your perfect body. You feel me lift your dress up and start kissing down your thighs, and then, between them. I spread your legs wide open and get lost in the taste of you. I lick all up on you, sucking on your clit and making you feel so good, you watch as the pretty colors illuminate the sky, all while I turn into a feral animal by the second.

My desperation takes over and next thing you know my cock is sliding into your wet, yet very unprepared pussy. Your tiny hole is forced to take a cock that is wayyy too big for it and you can’t help but cry out, the top of your dress is pulled down, exposing your tits, I push your legs open as far as they’ll go and push myself in even deeper your cries quickly turn into what I presume are screams, I see tears starting to form in your eyes, I see your lips moving, yet the loud explosions of fireworks do a perfect job of muffling every sounds you make. I rut into your body, only hearing a sniffle or a broken part of a word before the next explosion is ringing out, drowning you out.

My cock violently and repeatedly slams in and out of your tiny, helpless hole. My grip on your hips is bruising up on the spot, and watching you cry, watching you struggle and thrash under me just makes me harder, and even hornier, just when you thought I couldn’t get rougher, that’s exactly what I do. I put a hand around your neck, and start slamming my cock in and out of you, the force of me is bouncing, pushing you off the blanket and into the grass, your eyes are beginning to roll into the back of your head, I tighten my grip even tighter, and the more I tighten it around your neck, the harder my cock is raping into your body.

The fireworks pick up, I know the finale is coming and I make sure to use the deafening explosions to my advantage. I free my hand from you throat, as you start to regain awareness from that dizzy state, you start screaming, crying out, all I can see is your mouth moving, the tears rolling down your face and I know, I must be raping you just how you want it. I pick up the pace, molesting your body into the grass, pounding harder and harder into you.

I use up every second of the finale, making sure the cries and screams coming from your mouth are just useless, raping your helpless little body, while everyone enjoys a different show, I have a sick, sadistic little show going on around my cock. I fuck myself into you harder, and deeper, as you are practically impaled on my cock, you can’t even help the mess that’s forming underneath you, dripping all down your thighs and into the grass, the show is just about finished and I push myself to fuck into you as hard as i possibly can go.

"You know, you really brought this on yourself." Lana could barely even hear Jake's words over the booming sound of her own heartbeat; it pounded in her ears, every pulse bringing with it a throb of pure lust straight from her clit and into her brain making her dumb and dopey and easily manipulated. She realized loosely that she wasn't even struggling anymore, that less than a minute of playing with her tits through the thin fabric of her t-shirt had gotten her so wet that she was just a limp ragdoll in Jake's arms and all she wanted to do was feel more of his hypnotic caresses, but at the same time that fact seemed no more relevant than Jake's warm, soothing speech. The only thing that mattered was pleasure now.

But he talked to her anyway, and something inside of Lana was definitely listening. "I'm not one of those guys who needs a whole big harem, see. I would have been happy just turning Debbie into a good girl and teaching her how to please me, but, well…." He sighed theatrically. "Somebody decided they needed to tell my sweet little slut she could do better, get all involved in my business and spend her every waking hour trying to break us up. Did you really think she wouldn't tell me? Did you really think she wouldn't come trotting right back to me like a happy puppy and say, 'Daddy, Lana says I'm being too submissive to you?'"

Jake chuckled. "She had to sound out 'submissive', you know. She's getting so good at going dumb for me." Lana knew exactly what he was talking about, because the waves of arousal coursing through her body were making her own thoughts slow and sluggish and easily steered and she could only imagine what three or four months of this kind of treatment would do to her. Jake pulled on her shirt with his free hand, yanking at seams until the entire garment came free, and that same strength paired with precise control and intimate knowledge made her tits tingle with ecstasy so big and bright that Lana's brain felt like a flickering candle in comparison. Her eyes rolled, her head lolled, and she let out tiny whimpering mewls as her only contribution to the conversation.

"So yeah, I figured fuck it," Jake finished dismissively, a shrug in his voice. "It's just easier to have you both at my feet than it is to deal with whatever bullshit you were going to pull next, and I don't think you're going to object, are you? You're going to have a two-word vocabulary by the time I'm done with you, and one of them will be 'Daddy' and the other will be 'please'. And if you want to cum for me, pretty girl, you better start using both of them right now, because believe me when I say I can keep you dripping like this for hours." Lana wanted to believe she could fight him, but it was hard to tell herself anything of the kind when she was already squirming out of her skirt and spreading her legs in anticipation of his touch on her cunt. The word 'vocabulary' became nothing but noise in her head, quickly drowned out by the throb of her clit, as she fully and completely sank into pleading submission to Jake's will.