I grab you by your hair, turning you around and pushing you up against the wall with my other hand on your shoulder as I lean against you, breathing in the smell of your perfume. I feel you shudder in my grip as you feel my cock throbbing against your ass. There’s a short moment of silence as I kiss the back of your head then down to your neck.

You tense as I grab a fistful of your hair and slam your head against the wall, hard. My hand on your shoulder goes down to grab your hip and pull you back from the wall, my dick dragging between your legs along your wet pussy as I slam your head into the wall again. Your whimpered moan coming from a mixture of pain and pleasure makes me throb as I spit on you.

“I want you to scream for me whore.” I say sliding into your pussy easily feeling you squeeze tight on me.

“Please kill me Daddy...” You whisper making me yank on your pigtails, arching you back enough for you to look straight up into my face as you slide back on my cock. I punch you in the ribs and spit in your face as I start thrusting.

“I said scream for me slut!” I command as I headbutt you breaking your nose. I grab your pigtails with both hands and start pounding into you as blood runs down your face. The sound of your sobbing mixed with the blood pooling at our feet drives me to fill your pussy with every last drop of cum I have.

I shove you off of me and down to the ground where I force you to look up at me on your knees. Leaning down I kiss you on your forehead before licking the tears off of your bloody cheeks.

“Such a good girl... Are you ready to die for Daddy?” I ask as you nod sniffling.

Cupping your chin I guide my cock to your lips and bob your head on it, getting myself hard in your mouth one last time. Once I feel ready, I lay you down on the floor, climbing on top of you as I push myself back into your pussy. I slowly push in and out of you, teasing your nipples with a knife. I slowly cut into your tit, loving the way you squirm in pain underneath me. I trail lower leaving light cuts over you stomach until I reach your belly button. I tilt the knife, point down, into the gap and hold it there.

“Beg for it... Show Daddy what kind of a whore you are.” I command with a smirk.

The look on your face as you tremble and lightly bounce yourself on my cock needily was almost enough until... “I need you to rip me open Daddy... Please.”

I plunge the knife into your belly and cover your mouth as you thrash and scream. You push against me with all your strength as I wrap an arm around you and hold you tightly close to me as I begin thrusting into you rapidly. Your blood paints the both of us as our bucking bodies rub together. I bite into your neck as I cum once again, drawing even more blood as I shudder filling you up.

Your fighting grows weaker and weaker to the point where I sit up and grab the knife hilt. I keep my hand over your mouth as I slowly drag it upwards towards your ribs, splitting you open as your back arches and I feel your hot breath on my palm. Your eyes roll back into your head and I let you go as I pull out leaving your body there dripping my cum out of your abused pussy.