"Sweet whore," he whispers into my ear. I shiver, unable to control my breathing. I feel my skin raise into goose bumps.
"My slut needs to be punished, doesn't she?"
I nod and moan around the panties stuffed into my mouth. My wrists are sore from their bindings; I wiggle slightly to test the restraints and am quickly rewarded with a slap across the face.
"Stop moving!"
My eyes roll to look at him as his rough hands run over the tender flesh of my stomach, right where he had just slapped me. I groan again, in response to the sensation. I desperately want more, he feels delicious. His fingers trace up to my throat and his grip tightens.
"Slut, I am going to use your body to make me cum. If you don't satisfy me, I am going to punish you...which I'm sure your whore holes are yearning for anyways. I will stuff your cunt with my cock, and then I will fuck your mouth, and then your tight asshole. Your holes are here for me to use. Your pussy is probably soaked just from imagining me using you, isn't it? My cum dumpster is yearning for me, aren't you?"
I feel myself shaking from anticipation. He knows how I love being spoken to this way. He puts his other hand on my tits, playing with my nipples one at a time. Rolling my nipple between his fingers, he continues, "What do you think I should do to you first? Hm?"
Drool pools behind my panties and I feel it beginning to slide down my throat; I wriggle my hips up towards him. I so badly want his fingers inside of me, preparing me for his cock to tear me apart. He grins at the sight and continues taunting me while pinching my nipples and running his nails across my chest.
"You're so fucking dirty, baby. If you had your way, I'd be fucking you every hour of every day, you cock-hungry bitch." He leans forward and licks my lips, "I am going to tear your tight pussy up, whore...because you belong to me. You're just a sex toy; you're only a slut. I want to make you cum so hard that you cry. I'm sure you'd love that. Dumb cunt, all you want is to be used."
He pauses and I glance down. I cannot see, my restraints are keeping me back, but I hear the jangle of his belt unbuckling. I feel his fingers teasing my pussy- prodding to observe how wet I am for him.
"Just as I suspected- you're such a filthy whore. Wet already and I have barely touched you. Soon I am going to make that tight hole drip with my cum. You want that, don't you?" He pulls my panties from my mouth, "Answer me."
I clear my throat, "Yes, daddy, thank you for making me so wet. Please, please..."
"Please, what? Are you giving me orders?" Before I can answer, his huge cock slides into my cunt. I cry out in surprise, pleasure, and pain.
He chuckles in amusement as I moan loudly; he presses his lips to mine. His thrusts speed up as his tongue pushes further into my mouth. My pussy grips his cock, begging him never to leave my pussy empty. His hands clench around my throat forcefully as he fucks me harder and harder. Suddenly he pulls out of me with a wicked look on his face. I begin to whimper in protest, but I am quickly silenced when he kisses me and begins rubbing my clit fiercely with one hand and the other begins untying my wrists. I am soon completely free and he is staring down at me, "What do you say, whore?"
"Thank you for untying me, sir."
He smiles at me warmly and strokes my cheek. I blush and lean into his grasp, but he uses this moment of comfort to flip me over like a rag doll; he pushes my hips back and teases me with his cock. I gasp as he bites my neck relentlessly and begins to slowly ease himself back inside of me before slamming the whole way into me.