Antonio isn't done with his slutty daughter

The Night's Cruelty Unfolds

The grandfather clock in the hallway struck midnight, its hollow chime echoing through the silent house like a **** knell. Miranda's breath came in ragged, wet gasps, her sweat-slicked body trembling beneath Antonio's relentless grip. The scent of sex and shame hung thick in the air, mingling with the acrid tang of spilled massage oil and the musky perfume of her submission.

"P-Papà—" she whimpered, her voice breaking as his cock twitched inside her abused hole, already hardening again despite the thick ropes of cum leaking from her stretched rim.

Antonio's fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips, his nails leaving crescent-shaped bruises as he yanked her back onto him, burying himself to the hilt with a guttural growl. "You wanted to play whore," he snarled, his breath hot against the shell of her ear. "Now you'll learn what happens to whores who overcharge their clients."

Miranda screamed as he pulled out, only to slam back in with enough **** to make the bedframe screech against the hardwood floor. Her fingers clawed at the silk sheets, her knuckles white with strain, her body arching in a futile attempt to escape the burn of his relentless thrusts.

"S-Stefano—" she sobbed, the name slipping past her swollen lips like a prayer.

Antonio laughed, the sound dark and vicious, his hand fisting in her raven hair and yanking her head back. "Call for him all you want, puttana," he hissed, his hips pounding into her with brutal, punishing strokes. "He'll never fuck you like this. He'll never make you feel like this."

Miranda's body betrayed her then, her inner walls fluttering around him, her scream of protest morphing into a moan of pleasure as her clit rubbed against the rumpled sheets with each jarring thrust.

"D-Don't—!"

"Oh, but you like it," Antonio mocked, his free hand sliding around her hip to press against her swollen clit, his fingers rubbing rough, cruel circles. "You love it. Your dirty, filthy little cunt is dripping for me."

Miranda sobbed, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her, her ass clenching around his cock like a vice.

Antonio groaned, his hips stuttering, his cock pulsing as he filled her again, his seed mixing with the first load already leaking from her ruined hole.

But he wasn't done.

Sequence 38: The Long Night

The hours blurred together in a haze of pain and pleasure, of punishment and perversion. Antonio fucked her in every position imaginable—bent over the vanity, her cheek pressed against the cold glass as he pounded into her from behind; sprawled across the chaise lounge, her legs hooked over his shoulders as he drove into her with reckless abandon; on her hands and knees, her ass red and marked from his palms, her screams muffled by the pillow he shoved into her face.

Each time he came, he recovered faster, his cock hardening almost instantly under her shocked, tearful gaze.

"H-How—?" Miranda whimpered, her voice hoarse from screaming, her body shaking with exhaustion.

Antonio grinned, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass as he spread her cheeks, his thumb pressing against her gaping hole. "You awakened something in me, principessa," he murmured, his voice thick with lust and loathing. "Something dark. Something hungry."

And then he pushed back in.

Miranda wailed, her slender body arching, the pale vixen's manicured nails scrabbling at the sheets as he stretched her again, his cock thick and unrelenting inside her.

"P-Please—!"

"Please what?" Antonio taunted, his hips snapping forward, the sinful father's balls slapping against her tender flesh. "Please stop? Please fuck you harder?"

Miranda moaned, the raven-haired beauty's slender body betraying her once more, her inner walls fluttering around him as another orgasm wracked her frail frame.

Antonio groaned, his fingers digging into her wide hips as he chased his own release, his thrusts growing erratic, ****.

"C-Cum for me, daddy," Miranda whispered, her soft contralto broken, defeated. "Cum in yo-_*AH!!*-_ur dirty little... f-fuck, ohmygod!! ... cum in your princess' ass one more time."

Antonio roared, his fat cock pulsing as he filled her up again, the sinful father's creamy seed spilling from her overstuffed hole as the first rays of dawn crept through the curtains.