He Fucks Me In The Supply Closet

He threw off all his clothes, then slammed me into the concrete wall so hard my head spun. There he stood, in all his naked glory. I could hardly believe it: all my dreams were coming true.

He cradled my ass with both hands, hoisted me into the air, and pinned me against the wall. I put my arms around his neck. I felt weightless. My pussy hammered with anticipation.

He lined his dick up with my cunt, then looked me in the eyes, “Beg for it.”

“Please, Daddy,” I whimpered. “I want it so bad.”

He spat in my face, “Try not to pass out.”

He shoved his cock into my waiting pussy. The first thrust detonated a string of cascading explosions inside me. Ecstasy rocketed into every corner of my body.

“FUCK YES, DADDY!!!” I screamed.

I held onto him as tightly as I could as he pounded my cunt, my chin on his shoulder, my pillowy tits pressed against the hardness of his chest. With each stroke, he rewired my nervous system. I learned a whole new level of pleasure.

This, I realized, was the point of it all.

As a guy, Dante’s bullying had made me miserable. He enjoyed my pain, and I got nothing in return.

But in this slutty form, his mistreatment turned me on. The more he degraded me, the more I wanted him, and, by becoming his bitch, I’d guaranteed myself all the fucking I could ever want.

Life became simple: obey Daddy.

In return, he’d pummel me into the most earth shaking orgasms of my life.

“DADDY, I’M GONNA CUM!!”

“Cum on this dick, bitch!”

“AHHHHHHH!!!”

My whole body spasmed as I came, but my convulsions didn’t slow him down. He kept hammering me with brutal ruthlessness. My fluids ran all over his cock.

Before my first orgasm finished, I felt the next one appear.

“FUUUUUUUUCK!” Spit dribbled out of my mouth and down his back.

My orgasms started to overlap. I couldn’t tell where one ended and the next began. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“I’m–I’m–” I could barely form words. “I’m your–your slut, Daddy.”

He drove his dick all the way inside me and paused. We stayed there for a moment as if suspended.

Then, he lifted me off him and dropped me onto the floor. I collapsed in a shaking heap.

He reached down, put an arm around my waist, and pulled my ass into the air while my cheek rested on the hard cement. Kneeling, he spanked me twice, and I whined.

“Please keep fucking me, Daddy. You make me feel so fucking good.”