thank you daddy

"Everything is so... soft now," Luna thinks, though the thought floats past her like a cloud. "No more fighting. No more angry thoughts. Just... warm. And big. And so very, very full."

Luna is on her knees on the plush Persian rug of Daddy's penthouse. Her skin is a smooth, sun kissed tan, stretched over hips that have become impossibly wide and round from months of 'reconditioning.' Her breasts are heavy, swollen fruits that sway with every movement, her nipples permanently sensitive from constant attention. Her hair is platinum blonde, swept back to reveal a face that is beautiful, vacant, and utterly shameless.

"Good girl, Luna," Daddy rumbles. His voice is a deep, resonant bass that Luna feels in her teeth. "Tell Daddy what you learned."

Luna looks up at him, her eyes glassy and dilated, pupils blown wide with mindless adoration. Her lips are swollen and glossy, already parted in eager anticipation.

"I learned... I learned that I was wrong, Daddy," she breathes, her voice a high, airy whimper. "I was so stupid before. So angry and confused about girls. But Daddy showed me... Daddy showed me what real pleasure is."

She moves forward, her plump ass cheeks jiggling as she inches closer to his thighs. The sight of him the sheer, overwhelming scale of his dark, imposing cock emerging from his silk boxers sends a jolt of pure, instinctive need through her. Her body remembers the weeks of 'training,' the relentless, overwhelming sensation of being filled by his BBC until her brain simply gave up on resistance.

"I'm not a lesbian anymore," she gasps, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "I'm just... Daddy's cockslut. I'm yours to use, to break, to fill. Thank you for fixing me, Daddy. Thank you for making me straight."

Without waiting for permission, Luna wraps her small hands around the thick, dark shaft. The contrast between her pale skin and his deep complexion is striking. She opens her mouth wide, her jaw unhinging in a practiced display of submission, and slides herself down.

"Mmmph ohhhh god "

She takes him deep, pushing past her own limits, feeling the thick head of his cock slam against the back of her throat. Her eyes roll back, her whole body shuddering as she achieves that perfect, mindless state of deepthroating. She isn't thinking about choking; she is thinking about how incredible it feels to be stretched, to be claimed, to have her entire throat occupied by his magnificent cock.

She works him with a desperate, loving rhythm, her hands pumping at the base while her throat pulses around him. Each thrust makes her whimper around the cock, a wet, muffled sound of pure gratitude.

"That's it, Luna," Daddy growls, his hands fisting in her hair to control her depth. "Take every inch of what you need. Show me how much you love your new life."

Luna can only respond with more frantic, wet sucking, her hips bucking involuntarily as she tries to swallow as much of him as humanly possible, her mind completely surrendered to the delicious, overwhelming reality of her new existence.