Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
My heartbeat speeds and lust engulfs me. The tension between my legs grows as his cock slips inside my tight ring of muscle, making me gasp.
Daddy took time training me to take him like this for months before he thought my body would be ready for his thick length, and even all these years later it takes me a few minutes to adjust. But adjust as I do, there are always those first few minutes of glorious pain.
“It hurts,” I whimper, playing into our fantasy as he rocks back and forth, in and out, giving me an inch at a time.
“I know, princess, but you need to take this for Daddy. Be a good girl.”
Before long he’s deep inside me, and I’m so full my orgasm is already building long before he really begins to slam into me. As his tempo increases, my body explodes, and I cum, drenching the bedding beneath us as Vito’s growls rumble from behind me, telling me he’s close.
“God, it feels so good,” I pant, letting the waves of pleasure ride through me.
“This ass is mine. This pussy is mine. Your mouth is mine. All of you. Is. Mine. You understand that, little girl? You understand who you are?”
“Yes, Daddy. I’m yours. All of me is yours.”
Another sharp smack on my ass blinds me for a moment as he buries his cock as far as he can, his balls slapping low onto my hot pussy and clit, making me cum again immediately.
“You cum for me. You fuck for me. You suck my cock when I tell you to. God, I love you. I love all of you, baby.” His voice is tight, and he takes a few more deep strokes before we are both going off together, his hot seed spurting deep into me as his hands come to my shoulders, pulling my body back as tight as possible against his impaling dick.
When we both come down, Vito slips out of me and takes my hand as we make our way to the bathroom, where he turns on the shower.
Cocooned in the steam and warm water, he lathers my hair, and I soap his body. We lovingly clean each other before drying off and slipping into the cool sheets of the bed with my head on Vito’s chest and his arm wrapped around me, pulling me in tight.
“Sleep now, my princess. Know Daddy will watch over you.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
Volume 2
Thank you, Daddy
DEDICATED TO:
Taking it back to all the OG readers who started with DD Wyatt.
You might remember these characters.
Chapter One
“Four-fifty!” I screamed over the loud bass and cat calls.
“Hey, Kat, how about you suck my cock too? How much extra would that be?” Romeo grinned, his four good teeth like brown fence-posts among the thatch of his beard. Inebriated, his swollen face took on a bright red sheen that you could use to land a 747 in the middle of a hurricane.
Drunks have a generally overinflated idea of what’s funny.
“Oh? Wow! Yeah, well, that would cost you your dick. ‘Cause, last guy that tempted me with an offer like that went home with his cock in a pickle jar. Now, you got four-fifty or have I gotta call Jesse?”
His twisted smile deflated into a puffy-lipped frown.
Nobody fucked with Jesse. Though I knew a lot of the girls here would have liked to. Just saying his name started a shiver in the vertebrae of my neck that didn't end until I clenched my core and bit down on the inside of my lip.
Romeo tossed a nasty, wet five-dollar bill across the beer-drenched counter, along with his best drunken badass stink eye, throwing me a “Bitch” under his breath to make himself feel more like a man.
“Fucktard.” I gave him my most heartfelt smile as he stumbled back to his table of other toothless wonders, all of them screaming and waving dollar bills at Renee and Vanessa as they gyrated and bent over in their 7” platform black leather boots.
At this point in the evening, that was all they had on. Those boots and their smiles, the latter somehow still in place despite the sorry excuses for human life that walked through our doors.
One thing I've learned after over a year working in this shithole, you are always a bitch once you tell a guy you won’t suck his cock. It’s like magic. One second you’re the answer to their prayers, the next you’re the foulest cunt that ever walked the face of the earth.
Just one of the deep revolutionary lessons I’ve learned at Diamond Rocks.
“Jesus. What the fuck now?” I asked myself as the very same human garbage stumbled back toward the bar, bolstered by his screaming throng of cronies.
It was a slow night. There were a couple of other guys sitting at the counter, nursing their beers, but otherwise patrons were thin on the ground.