Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Three and a Half

Part Four

Emily laid on the bed, her pale thighs wide open as she stared up at David. He looked down at her pubic mound and pussy, her lips covered in her arousal, as it dripped down towards her ass. Her clit stood erect, the tiny key to unlocking her lust.

He stood in front of her, unbuttoning his white dress shirt slowly with a devious smirk, teasing Emily. As he unfastened each button, her anticipation grew, her breath quickened. Her pulse pounded in her ears, as she stared at this handsome man, standing in front of her, his cock bouncing and throbbing, leaking clear precum. She needed him, now.

Impatiently, Emily raised herself up on her elbows and reached out her right hand to David, and when he returned the gesture, she pulled him down onto the bed. David never broke eye contact as he climbed over her body, the weight of his frame firmly pressing her into the soft comforter. She felt the silk choker around her neck, the powerful reminder of his ownership over her.

She had never felt more safe or more beautiful.

She watched David’s muscles tense as he held himself up, above her, and felt the hardness of his thick cock on her sensitive inner thigh. He kissed her deeply, and asked quietly, “do you want me?”

Emily responded almost without thinking: “I need you.”

She raised her leg and laid it across his lower back, trying to draw him in. David reached down and rubbed his hard cock along her outer lips, soaking the head with Emily’s grooly pussy. Emily couldn’t think, her impatience and desire was too great.

Finally, she moaned “fuck me Daddy.”

As the last word left her lips, David smiled and thrust his hips forward, guiding his cock into her soaking wet pussy. She gasped in response, feeling it push deeper and deeper into her, a driving force almost pushing the air from her lungs.

Emily struggled to maintain composure, instinctually moaning the word “fuck” like she was holding a musical note, until she felt his cock bottom out inside her, the pulsing head against her G-spot. Many say the first thrust is the best, and in this case, it was the best of her entire life.

David pushed his cock until he felt his balls against her ass. He didn’t push too hard, that time would come, when Emily needed it most. But he looked down and began thrusting in and out, his cock glistening with Emily’s wetness. They met forehead to forehead as the tempo increased, and she felt complete.

Beads of sweat formed on his back and she wrapped her arms around him, her hips opening wider and wider. Finally, she felt the tide rise inside her, the orgasm coming again. She begged him to cum, and David raised himself up, pulling her legs over his shoulders. He reached down with a free hand and rubbed her clit, tipping her over the edge and she felt her pussy contract down on him, as her legs began to shake uncontrollably. Her eyes rolled back, and she let out a loud gasp and tensed up, feeling herself squirt for the first time in years.

David smiled proudly, happy with his handiwork, and his stomach covered in her pussy juices. He reduced his pace and asked “who do you belong to?”

“You Daddy.” Emily responded.

David wiped up her wetness of his abdomen and with an evil smile, wiped his wet hand across her face and lips. Before she could protest, if that thought even crossed her mind, David kissed her firmly on the lips and pushed his strong tongue into her mouth. She could taste herself on his lips, and she loved it.

David broke the kiss as she reveled in her post orgasm bliss and flipped her over until she faced down onto the comforter. He reached an arm beneath her waist and roughly pulled her closer to him until she was on her hands and knees.

She wiggled her ass at him invitingly, hoping and knowing he’d soon take her from behind, breeding her like an animal. But David was in no rush, and he decided to play a game…

He reached out and began rubbing Emily’s sensitive clit from behind, not hard enough to make her cum, but hard enough to make her melt.

“That choker is a permanent mark of submission Emily, you’re not to take it off without my permission.” David calmly said.

“Yes, sir.”

In response, David rubbed her harder and she moaned a bit.

“In return, I’ll satisfy your every desire and need.”

“Please sir” Emily responded.

With each right answer, he rubbed her harder and harder.

“When you need me, I’ll be there.” David promised.

Emily begged “I need you”

“I’ll never disappoint you Emily, I’ll just breed you and own you.”

“That’s all I want Daddy.” Emily moaned. The pleasure on her clit forcing her to approach her third orgasm of the evening.

She sensed a quick movement and felt the sting of David’s palm on her left ass cheek, the shock surprise of instant pain. She gasped and moaned, he knew just enough to give, like he could read her thoughts.

David roughly pulled her hair and she tilted her head back, “I don’t break promises.” Emily moaned again, the nerves of her body on fire.

“Neither do I.” She whispered through gritted teeth.

“Then from now on, I’m your god and you’re my toy. Do you want my cum?”

“Fuck yes, I need it.” Emily promised through gritted teeth.