Just when I didn't think I could handle any more. He took his dick out of my mouth and turned me around on the bed so I was on my back. I was gasping for air, but it wasn't long before his dick was back in my mouth. This was just a different angle, one that he seemed to enjoy more.
He pinched my nipples. Twisting them until I writhed in pain and pleasure. Somehow, he was able to fuck my face even deeper. His huge cock disappearing into my throat like a magic trick. I felt my jaw open around his huge rod. His sweaty balls landed on my forehead.
The truth was, I was starting to like it. My dick was so erect you could hang a flag on it.
"Good boy. That's right suck daddy's dick. Get that big dick nice and wet for when I fuck you. I'm going to fuck your boyhole so hard. It's just for me. I'm going to use it every day. Fuck yeah. Your throat feels so good. You love that big dick, don't you?"
SMACK. "Say yes daddy with my dick in your mouth."
"Yaa--, dad--mmgg --dy."
He pinched my nipples so hard I squirmed beneath him trying to wriggle away. He just pinched them even harder.
"Don't pull away faggot."
I moaned in desperation and pleasure.
"Fuck you're loving this. I see how much precum is on your dick."
He fucked my mouth so hard I'm surprised it didn't cause some internal damage to my throat. I started coughing up a lot of spit and the intruder looked at me sympathetically.
"Does my boy want a break?"
I nodded. "Pl--se D--ddy"
"Yeah," I nodded. He nodded with me. He was mimicking my pleading face, offering sympathy. "I think that's enough for your mouth." He slipped his dick out.
I gasped for air and coughed up spit and precum. "Thank you, daddy." Daddy, I mean the intruder, handed me a bottle of water. I laid back on the bed still breathing hard.
"I'm not done with you yet, boy. Now put these restraints on."
The only thing I had been thinking about was not dying with a dick in my mouth. It didn't occur to me to think about what was going to happen next. I shook my head in disbelief. "Please don't make me do this. Please. I'll suck you off. But please don't tie me up."
"I know you're scared. But we're in this together. It's going to happen. Daddy is going to take care of you. He's going to fuck you so hard."
I said, "Please," even as I grabbed the restraints. I knew it was pointless. Was this really happening? Daddy helped me into position. The sound of the Velcro restraints echoed in my ears.
"Imagine this: I fuck you slowly at first, tell you how good you are, how proud I am of you."
He lifted me as needed to get me in a better position. He was so strong, and his words were so fucking sexy.
"Then just as you start to relax, I fuck you harder, picking up the pace. It gets harder and harder. You start to moan because you can't help it. It's the best sex you've ever had and we're just getting started. I fuck you harder. Hitting your prostate, twisting your nipples. The pleasure gets so intense and so loud the neighbors knock at the door. I keep fucking you. You're so blissed out on being the cock hungry bitch we both know you are."
He was attaching the restraints to the top of the headboard. My legs were open and up and over me. My pink quivering hole was facing him. My ass was red from all the spanking. I hadn't noticed just how deep red it was. When I was ready, he started to slap my hole with his dick. Then he played with the head of my dick, rubbing it slowly, sending insanely desperate shivers through my body. I ached and squirmed, but there was nothing I could do. My dick pulsed and jerked in his hands, asking for more, but he didn't pick up the pace or jerk my dick in any way. He just played with the head, mercilessly. I started gyrating, my dick trying to hump the air, trying anything for release.
"Then your neighbors come in. Everyone is watching you in a level of ecstasy that they didn't know was possible and not attainable in any other way than by being fucked by my big dick. I even fuck you as your boyfriend watches. When you think we're almost done, when you're far past having had too much, when you tap me hoping to tap out, I turn you over and plow you into the bed. I jackhammer your hole. I muffle your feminine screams and moans. I yell 'Take it! faggot Take it you cock hungry faggot! Take it --"
I couldn't help myself. I hadn't gotten off in 10 days. My dick was full of days and days of pint up cum, like a balloon filled with too much water. My dick swelled like a balloon and shot out strong arrows of cum, hitting the intruder, hitting my face, hitting my chest. My body hunched in on itself. After what felt like a full-on military assault, the spurts died down into splashes, and then rivers of cum. So much cum. My stomach was slick and shiny. I felt dazed.
"Holy fuck boy. You are a true bottom faggot. I cannot wait to use your hole."
He took his hand and rubbed it threw my cum, creating the smallest waves on my chest as he moved the cum around, spilling down my sides and onto the bed. He stuck one of his cum-filled fingers in my mouth for me to suck. I did, hungrily. I was still rock-hard.
He began to cover his dick with my cum.
I was no longer fighting him. I didn't want to admit it out loud, but I was putting up less resistance. He rubbed some of my cum over my hole. And placed his cock there. Gently smacking my hole to tease me. My hole opened for him, begged for him. He smacked even more and I noticed that the cum was making small splashes.
"You like feeling my cock against your hole?"
"No." The lie was so obvious that my cheeks flushed.
"So you want me to stop?" He pulled away.
I bit my lip. I knew he wasn't going to stop, no matter what happened.
He looked me in the eyes. "Tell me how bad you want it."
I shook my head. Even if my body wanted something, I didn't have to admit to him, or myself.
SMACK.
That hurt so bad. My ass really was so tender.
SMACK.
I knew what I had to do to stop the pain, but I didn't want to say it. Saying it felt like a betrayal, not because he was making me say it, but because I wanted to say it. I wasn't being forced. I wanted his dick inside of me. I wanted it so fucking bad. If I hadn't actually wanted it, I could've just said 'Fuck me' and blamed it on the intruder. But I couldn't pretend that was the case. He was giving me what I wanted, and I hated him for it. I wouldn't be able to look Rick in the face again.
He squeezed my balls. SMACK.
"OW!" He hit my balls.
SMACK. He hit my ass.
He alternated between smacking my ass and my balls.
SMACK. My balls.
"OW! Fine! Fine. Please fuck me daddy," I yelled.
SMACK.
"Louder. Like you mean it."
I closed my eyes and let my excitement and desire show. "PLEASE FUCK ME DADDY." It felt both performative and true, like I was portraying a version of myself in a play. I bit my lip for effect.
"Gooood boy."
"Does your hole belong to me?"
I wiggled my butt for him. "Yes daddy."
The intruder put his cock head up against my hole, which was now wet and warm with his cum. I clenched my hole and cheeks together. It seemed like I still had reservations about what I wanted.
"Just relax."
"Yes, Daddy."
I was trying to relax but his dick was so big. Yes, I was excited, but I was also terrified. I could feel goosebumps all over my body. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. After some persistence, the cock popped inside my hole, and my dick bounced at the pleasure.
"Mmmhhhh. You're so tight... What do you say?"
"Thank you, Daddy," I said nervously.
"I can see you're still scared. Just give into me."
"It's so big, it hurts."
"It's gonna hurt for a little bit. But you're a good boy. You're gonna do what daddy says. Daddy knows best. Daddy will take care of you."
I closed my eyes and scrunched my face.
