That was, of course, in and of itself, a lie. But for the purposes of the game they were playing, she was willing to make all kinds of promises she had no intention of keeping long term.
But her whining pleas were only met with more hard swats, covering every inch of her ass and the tops of her thighs no matter how she wiggled and yelped and begged.
Until, at last, he stopped and she collapsed over his hard thighs, panting for breath as he stroked her burning skin.
“Have you learned your lesson, babygirl?”
Amusement rippled beneath the words, which the logical side of her brain said should piss her off. How very dare he find her pain so funny?
But Logical Daisy wasn’t in charge. Some dark, twisted part of her was, and that part of her ached for more.
Leaning into her role, she gave a dramatic sniffle. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Now to wash all those filthy, filthy lies out of your mouth.”
With an ease that shocked and thrilled her, he flipped her onto her back and she stared up into those amused, hungry eyes as he straddled her chest.
One hand reached for her, gripping her hair and pulling her head up at an odd angle while the other stroked the thick length of his cock. “I’m going to hurt you now, babygirl. I promise you won’t die, but you might feel like it at times. Just trust Daddy to take care of you. Can you do that, baby?”
It was the height of recklessness to trust a man she’d only just met. Even with all her research into him, his background, his lifestyle, she didn’t actually know him.
And yet, she did trust him. In a way she’d never even trusted the man she’d shared a home and bed with.
Meeting his eyes, she nodded as best she could with him gripping her hair. “Yes, Daddy. I trust you.”
His smile bloomed, brilliant and twisted and her heart quaked in her chest. “Good girl. Try to remember to breathe through your nose.”
It was all the more warning she got before his cock pushed between her lips, stretching her mouth wide around the length of him. Jesus, she’d known he was big, but she was vaguely worried her mouth couldn’t actually open that wide without her jaw unhinging like a snake.
She could, of course, though it was wildly uncomfortable, and soon he was completely filling her mouth, the salty taste of him sitting on her tongue. Without conscious thought, her tongue moved, running over the sensitive underside of his cock and he groaned.
“Fuck, baby, you keep that up and I’m not going to last thirty seconds in this pretty mouth of yours.”
Pride welled in her chest as she stared up at his slightly pained expression. She did that to him. Brought this strong, hot, powerful man to his metaphorical knees with nothing but her body.
No matter what happened after tonight, she knew damn well she’d carry that feeling with her the rest of her natural life. And maybe into the next.
“All right, baby. Remember what I said. Breathe through your nose if you can, and trust that I’m not actually going to kill you.”
With that terrifying warning, he rolled his hips, the velvety skin of his cock stroking her tongue as he moved in her mouth. Deeper and deeper, until the tip of him pressed against the back of her throat.
Her muscles immediately contracted around him and she gagged. But where some men might have pulled back at that moment to let her breathe, he pushed deeper, fucking her throat with shallow little thrusts, choking her with his cock until her lungs burned and tears slipped from her eyes.
Terror seized her, clawing at her to break free, to escape, screaming that he was going to choke her death if she didn’t get him the fuck off her. Lifting her arms as best she could with him pinning her to the bed, she dug her nails into his thigh, earning her a low hiss from the man above her.
Just trust Daddy to take care of you. Can you do that, baby?
Right. Trust him not to actually kill her with his giant cock.
She could do that. She could.
The fear eased somewhat, though her heart was still pounding hard and fast as she loosened her grip on his thighs and focused on breathing through her nose. Which was great in theory but she could only get a little bit of air in that way. Her throat and lungs burned as he fucked her mouth, and her vision was beginning to swim when he finally pulled back and she was able to drag in a gasping lungful of life-giving oxygen.
“You did so good for me, baby,” he crooned, his voice overly sweet in a way that made her heart and pussy both contract. “Two more deep breaths and then Daddy’s going to fuck you again.”
Whimpering at the thought of taking him down her throat again, she did as she was told, pulling in two more deep breaths before parting her trembling lips to allow him back in.
“That’s my good girl. My greedy little slut, taking Daddy’s cock down her throat like a fucking pro.”
