Thread: All to Herself (Ethereal & Father Figure)

Was she begging him to stop at this point or was she wanting more of what he was doing? Did it really even fucking matter at this stage in the act? He had obviously gone further than she had anticipated, ramping up past in attempt to prepare and get her ready for what was occurring. No, she had brought this on herself, that was true, and as her hands slapped at his large chest he no longer gave a fuck. He would go to jail for this, wouldn't he? He would fucking pay for this if she ever told anyone, it's not as if this was anything but rape in the eyes of the law. Yet with her underneath him at this moment, with her tightening and aching around him, with her little cries echoing up into the air he found himself willing to go the distance even if he was forced to pay the price. It was sickening, but he needed her. His hands came up to grab hers off of him, tearing them away from his shirt to press them down over her head, his large fingers digging into her perfect skin and his eyes never left hers as she pleaded to him for...something...was it mercy she wanted? Was it more? He was brutally hard, the shaft stretching her and opening that little cunt to her core. He knew it was physically impossible to breach the cervix, to shove up into her womb, but he imagined doing so. He imagined that he was up in that hot little belly and he wanted to destroy that cunt so that no other man would ever equal what he was capable of. His eyes glittered with the thought of it, with the conquest of that pussy, and she could see the terrible visage which had given her so much pause in what was happening. The idea that this might be more than she had bargained for and she was in far over her lovely head. He was not going to stop at this moment and he practically purred at the way she was acting, at the way she wriggling underneath him in pain. What could he say, he got off on hurting a woman with his cock, he was rather proud of the fact that he was capable of doing so. It was hardly the length, which was impressive, it was the thickness and that thickness was maintained from the base of his cock all the way up to the tapered tip. It made women fucking hurt and he used it like a weapon on them. His voice was harsh as he practically snarled. Please? Please what, huh? Please fuck me, Daddy? Is that what you wanted to say? Please cum inside of me, Daddy? Is that it, huh...fucking say it, come on, fucking say! There was no need for them to be quiet, it was just the two of them in that house, and he yelled the words with that harsh voice, each one of them punctuated by a hard shallow thrust of that thick cock. It was an attempt to make her suffer and keeping it shallow forced friction down hard on her aching swollen pussy and that hard clit. He was by far an expert at doing so and he caught his lip with his teeth as he leaned back, stretching his head up, practically preening as his languid eyes looked down at her and he grinned...keeping that prick buried within her so that he could get his answer. Well, Daddy needs to know what to do, baby girl...Daddy needs to know what his angel needs, he doesn't want to make her unhappy now does he? The words were taunting and twisted, an attempt to turn this into something teasingly degrading for them both. No dad should fuck their daughter....and no daughter should want that cock as much as she did.