Impure Thoughts

"What did I do Daddy?" I was being pushed down over the edge of the bed- my face into the mattress. He had his hand on the back of my neck and he was telling me to shut up. Shut the fuck up- I've heard enough from you.

"What Daddy?" I cried- unsure exactly where he was going with this, but more than willing to play along. Daddy loves a good take down forced sex scene- and as much as I am ashamed to admit it, I love it to. Our age play sexual dynamic is developing. Daddy has taught me what he likes, but he is very clear that I'm not to do it with anyone else. No, the other boys don't get to touch me- only Daddy.

"I don't believe you," he said to me, his voice almost pained, "I saw those boys looking at you.  I know what you did."

His fist connected with my upper thigh, just below my ass cheek, then the other side.  "No Daddy!!  I swear I didn't do anything!"  He punched me again, this time on my ass cheek.  Then lighter, from the side into my ribs.

"Don't fucking lie to me you little slut.  What did I tell you?"

I struggled to get away from him but the only place I could go is up onto the bed.  I tried to crawl to the other side, slipping, slipping away into the scene, "No Daddy.  I would never.."

He grabbed me by the foot and I twisted to turn to my stomach and use my other foot to kick him away.  He lunged forward on top of me and grabbed a handful of my hair, then dragged me back to the edge of the bed.  The tears started already.  I was pleading with him.  "No Daddy- don't!"

It's a weird headspace. Sexual age play and forced sex.  It happens with us so easily it's almost not a scene but sometimes just the way we fuck.  It's an interesting dynamic as I am older than he is, but I'm the little.  He pushed me down and I continued to cry.  He pulled my pants down to expose my ass and his hands came down in hard spanks.  I screamed into the mattress.  The soft clean comforter of the bed I just made for him.  He spanked and punched my soft flesh.  Pinching my thighs until it stung and I screamed out.

In my head I was thinking… what did I do?  Who looked at me?  Who said something?  Sure it's play… but somewhere in my head- I was convinced I did SOMETHING. I must have, because otherwise why would he…

His hand came down on me…  hard impact against my back and it knocked the wind out of me, the tears ran down my face and I was sobbing and screaming as he spanked me.  Humiliating me by calling me those horrible names and accusing me of horrible things.

"You're just a dirty slut."

No Daddy

"I know you're sucking the cock from all those other boys… you can't stop yourself."

NO DADDY, I'm not… please.

"You are my girl- remember.  Nobody else touches you."

I know Daddy, I would never.

"I should fucking send you away."

NO DADDY, pleeease don't.

"I don't need some filthy little used up girl coming around with her used up holes."

Oh please don't Daddy… please don't send me away.

He dragged me by my hair up onto the bed, pulling my pants the rest of the way down.  He climbed up over me and sat on my back, facing my ass and feet.  His hands came down like a hail storm, spanking me hard and fast while I cried and screamed into the bed, maybe 15 times until I was thrashing and writhing beneath him trying to get away.  I was sobbing and could hardly breathe.  He climbed off of me now, holding me down at the neck.

He pulled me to my knees with my ass in the air, punching at my lower back so I would arch the way he likes.  He pushed his cock into my pussy.  I was soaked and as he realized this he hissed, "You fucking little whore."

It was fucking delicious, but still there was a pain in my heart.  Why Daddy.  I kept telling him, "I didn't do anything Daddy.  I swear nobody touched me.  Only you Daddy, like you said.  This is our secret Daddy."

His cock pushed hard into my cunt as he slammed up against my sore spanked ass and thighs.  He pinched and scratched at my ass and hips.  "Mine," he growled at me.  Then louder, "You are MINE.  Do you fucking hear me?"

Yes Daddy…  I know Daddy.  Please Daddy believe me.

"I want you to come little slut.  Show me how you come for those other boys- I know you are."

I was sobbing- I didn't want to do THAT.  I knew he would never believe me then.  Daddy, please no.  Don't make me.  Please.  He planted his foot on the ground at my side and pounded into my cunt- it was delicious, but he kept saying, "Show me how you get off for the other boys."  I was afraid what he would think if I did, "All those other boys taking turns at your little cunt.  The cunt that belongs to me.  Show me, dirty girl.  Show Daddy how you are for them."

Fuck noooo, I cried into the bed, my body surrendering to the assault.  "No Daddy, please don't make me.  No, Daddy.  Oh fuck… Daddy.  yes.. please daddy please.  Can I Daddy?  Harder Daddy, oh fuck Daddy- harder- please oh god… fuck yes Daddy…. May I Daddy please- oh God PLEASE?"

"No!" he barked down at me.

His denial sent me over the top but relentlessly- he kept thrusting, forcing me over the edge/ "I can't stop Daddy- oh God please…. Oh fuck, yesssss."

The orgasm came anyway- just as he said, "Do it NOW!" I threw my head back and cried out into the air.  My face stained with tears and my whole body rocking into his.  I writhed and purred thru my emotions as he pushed me back down and moved his cock towards my ass.

He laid over me as his cock pushed towards my asshole, "You fucking dirty whore."

What?  No Daddy… no- please don't.  Not that, Daddy- please Daddy it hurts so much.

It's hard to explain, but in little space, anal sex hurts.  And now, he was pushing his cock towards my tight hole, with no lube.  This was punishment.  Noooo Daddy, please.  I begged him him for some lube, some spit.  Something- please Daddy… please.  I'm sorry.

"Tell me the truth baby… did those other boys touch you?"

I was not sure how to answer, so I didn't.  He pushed inside me and my body tensed at first, until I had try to force myself to breath, relax my muscles.  Accept him in or I was going to tear and bleed.  I felt I was being torn open.  I winced braced and accepted that I would take the pain for him.  He placed forehead down on my shoulder as he entered me.  He put his hand over my face and felt my tears.  He licked his fingers- and thrust slowly into me until he was deep in my ass.  I thought to try to push away.  I thought to try to squirm away and fight him off.  His elbows were planted into my shoulders so I could not move.  In a flash, I thought to throw him off of me- try to fight him.  Get away.  I thought maybe this could go from age play and forced sex to a full on fantasy rape scene.  I thought better of it as he leaned into my ear, "You fucking little whore.  Nobody will ever touch Daddy's girl again- do you fucking understand me."

His cock slowly thrust into my ass- tight and lubricated only from the come from my cunt.  I promised, "I didn't Daddy-I won't.  I swear.  I'm yours Daddy- just yours."

He threatened again, to send me away, to tell on me, to make me bleed, "Yes you are mine, little slut.  Mine."

His tone had  softened then and his cock in my ass where was once painful, had become welcome and delicious.  My body sunk into the sensation and I felt safe again, "Yes Daddy…  yes."  As he came deep into my ass- he collapsed on my back, kissing my arms and my cheek.  Wiping my tears… petting my skin.

Good girl. You're a very good girl for Daddy.  It's ok baby.  I know.  I love you baby girl.  It's ok now, it's ok.

After we cleaned up, I curled back into his arms.  Safe again.  Letting go of the fear and worry.  Knowing I was safe with Daddy.  Knowing Daddy loves me. That I'm his girl, his special girl.  Yes… a good girl.

Yesss Daddy.

Republished with permission from Bad Bad Girl. Want to see your true tale of lust on Fleshbot? Contact us. Photo by John B. Root.