Her words fell on deaf ears. Her cries only met with thunderous silence as Daddy slid her panties to her knees. The cool air already stinging her exposed bare skin. He gazed down at her with a lustful longing at the body of his little one. If she knew the things he had already done to her in his mind he would have surely been locked away long ago, But this was different. This was for her own good. Not for his enjoyment. Even though he always got a thrill from it. He paused taking a deep breath to calm his demons he raised his hand to the sky.
She fought no more her body limp. Had she given in? Finally submitted to the inevitable. Or had his calm swept over them both when he placed a reassuring hand on her back to rub gently. In the blink of an eye his hand fell. The crack of flesh on flesh filled the room. Followed by the sound of her trying to bury the pain. Another, she whimpers and he can tell it won’t be long. “Crack”… And tears flow freely. Faster now, the demon is struggles against its bindings.
She is bright red now and yet she doesn’t try to escape. Over and over his hand finds its target. He can feel his stiff member pressing into her stomach. “Crack”… She will be bruised. “Crack”… She moves now, her hips grinding softly. He gently rubs after each strike. Her tears and whimpers slowly progressing into moans. One last strike and she gasps, he can feel her wetness dripping onto the leg of his pants. He tosses her to the ground with a thud as he stands slowly. He reaches for his zipper… The demon is loose.
It seems some of you want me to write about what happened when my friend Rosie came over the other night. To be honest, it’s not that rare, but I guess seeing as I blogged about it, you guys have caught on ;)
I was sat in my apartment watching some shit TV, traffic cops I think. It was late, was…
By the power of Zeus I erupted with a thunderous clash of lightning splitting the clear night sky with my seed.