Down on your knees.  Naked, dripping sweat, covered in red marks from all the spankings.  Daddy finishes strapping the vibe to your leg, pressing the tip of the wand hard against your clit.  Flashes of light and a roaring silence in your ears as he turns it on.  You’re already fighting the orgasm that’s building quickly.  

Daddy takes your red, lacy little thong that got so soaked, balls it up, and stuffs it into your mouth.  Your muffled voice starts to moan, and you squirm as you taste your own salty wetness sliding down your throat.  The vibe is going so hard, entire body aching to give in and completely release.  

You feel your pussy leaking all over the floor, still so sore from being bent over and railed in the hallway.  Daddy couldn’t make it more than just inside the door before he started taking you for the third time that day.  

You start to beg to cum, Daddy just starts slapping your face over and over.  He makes you look at yourself in the mirror. All you see is a slut near breaking.  

You look back at Daddy with fury in your eyes.  Fury for making you feel this way about a man.  Fury that someone could make you melt with one look or slight touch. Fury because you were supposed to be untamable.  This was never supposed to happen, you’re in too deep.  No one has ever broken you before, is he the one that will? 

Daddy raises his hand again, the need to cum is almost unbearable, you’re begging so hard but he can’t understand you.  Daddy cocks his head to the side and looks into your eyes, takes your chin in his hands.  “I love you” He says. The orgasm erupts completely consuming you, the tears are hot on your cheeks, everything goes to black.