look at what youβve done. nu-uh, you did this to me now you get to fuckinβ deal with it. dumb mutt, did i say you could use your hands? did i say you could take my boxers off? no, i didnβt. so use whateverβs left of that fucking brain and figure it out.
donβt look at the fucking camera. people are paying good money for a show, so i suggest you quit bitching and crying for help. it ainβt coming. but you will be for every new subscriber you bring in.
free use means free use. itβs not just when i need a warm hole to sink my cock into, but when i want to set a personal record of how many orgasms i want to rip from you, or when iβm bragging to my friends about how cute you sound when youβre stuffed full,-
being bent over a worn pew, still warm from service, while Father rips the skirt of my sunday best. his stole around my throat for leverage as he pulls me back on his pervert cock. βi am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me,β he began reciting as he pounds into me.
βah-ah youβre way too little for that kind of language, kiddo.β βenough fighting me. we use nice hands with papa.β βwhatβs got you all worked up, huh? does my baby need some of dadaβs special kisses?β βyou feel all tingly, sweetheart? show me where so i can make it all better.β
βwhereβd that fight go? whereβd that smart mouth disappear to? i shove my cock inside and you melt into a docile little thing? i donβt believe it, baby. cβmon, get angry! im taking advantage of you! fight me back! you get so fucking right when you struggle.β
"what are you doing? wait no! please i'll be good, don't! you donβt have to do this! get off get off get off!" x "i am getting off, sweetheart, just fucking stay still.β
βi canβt help it. you know i canβt help it, youβre just so perfect. fuck fuck fuck iβm sorry iβm sorry iβm sorry please forgive me please please fuck i canβt live with myself if you donβt forgive me. i need this so bad im sorry baby iβm sorry i wonβtβfuckβi wonβt do it again.β
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conditioning your pet to βplay deadβ by beating them until they are unresponsive.
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the hands that wiped your tears and brushed your hair are now the same hands that rip orgasm after orgasm out of you. but your dad is still your dad, and he canβt resist the urge to sooth your cries and brush your hair back from your face. youβll always be his baby.
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dad sitting you in his lap and spreading your legs to expose you to your big brother. βnow, theyβre gonna whine and cry about it, but you just gotta keep at it and eventually they realize whatβs good for βem. ainβt that right, baby?β
pretty little girl clawing and trying to cling to their dad as he pounds into their holes; he grits his teeth but continues to pound deeply into them.
βAtta girl, making daddy proud,β
he huffs as they cry into his shoulder, trying to hold themselves together.
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Whatβs a girl gotta do to not have to think, ever again. Thinking is so exhausting.
putting myself on time out. no touching myself for a month. iβm so desensitized itβs driving me crazy.
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having to console your abductor so they don't kill you becuase this is their first time. "it's okay, you're right! i'm better here with you! you-" you swallow your pride, thinking of your partner at home. "you're so much better than them anyway. I- I want to be with you."




