**All parties involved in this story are over 18**
TW: nonconsent, taboo themes, rough sex, breath play. Do not read if this is not the kind of thing you enjoy.
The front door slammed hard, waking me with a jolt. I roll over in bed and groggily check my phone. My alarm is set to go off in five minutes. I roll back over, annoyed, trying to enjoy my last few moments of sleep before getting ready for school.
I hear footsteps on the stairs and figure that my brother forgot his football helmet or something else dumb like usual. The steps stop outside of my door and my heart sinks as I heard my door handle turn slowly. No, no, no, not today. I can't be late for class today--my incredibly sexy English professor is giving a lecture on post-20th century romantic lit, and I am dying to ask him about the role of the female orgasm in modern feminist romance novels.
My door opens and closes, but I close my eyes and stay still, pretending to be asleep. I hear my dad's deep voice, "I know you're awake." I freeze. He had a fight with mom last night and I was afraid this would happen. He always takes his frustration out on me when they aren't getting along. I close my eyes tight, still pretending to be asleep, thinking he might leave if I really commit. Instead, I hear clothes rustling and I know he's taking off his pants.
He moves the covers aside roughly, exposing my body. "Good morning, Violet" he says, sitting down on the bed next to me.
"Daddy please, I need to get ready for school soon," I say quietly, avoiding looking directly into his eyes. He strokes my hair behind my ear gently before grabbing a handful and pulling on it hard.
"Sweetie, you know you aren't supposed to fight daddy." He moves closer to me until his lips are pressing against my ear and his breath makes me shiver. "Besides, I know you're already wet for me." He starts running his hands along my body, roughly squeezing the flesh around my wide hips and thighs.
"No, daddy, you need to leave, we can't do this." I shake head and try to squirm away, but he grabs my arm tight, pushing me back down. I know fighting is futile, he always overpowers me, but my instincts kick in and I keep fighting to get out of the bed and away from him.
"You're going to let daddy use your sweet little body, baby," he says as he uses his weight to pin me down. One of his hands slides down my body, over my full breasts, and starts rubbing my pussy over my panties, his rough fingers grinding into my clit.
"Stop it, daddy," I say as my hips squirm against his hand. He jerks my panties aside and the tips of his fingers gently slide over my clit, teasing me before slapping my pussy hard, making me cry out.
"See, I knew you were wet for me," he says, as he slides one finger into my pussy, immediately stroking my g spot and making my hips buck.
"No need to be quiet this morning, baby. Mommy is at work. I want to hear you moan for me." I bury my face in a pillow as he starts to finger me hard, not wanting to show the pleasure that I know is on my face. He rips the pillow away from me. "Look at me while I fuck you with my fingers, baby." He slides a second finger inside of me. I involuntarily moan, my hips rising to meet his hand as he masterfully moves his fingers inside of me. He laughs against my ear. He pulls his fingers out and brings his hand up to my face, twisting my chin towards him.
"Taste your pussy on my fingers, baby." I try to move my head away again, but he catches my jaw with one hand and slaps my face with the other. "Taste." I reluctantly open my mouth and he slides his fingers in. I suck gently, almost involuntarily. Daddy moans and says, "You're such a dirty girl, aren't you?" He smiles down at me and pushes his fingers down my throat until I gag.
He roughly pulls me by my hair off the bed and pushes me hard onto my knees. My skin gets chill bumps, and my nipples get hard as he pulls me from my warm bed. I am wearing a thin white cotton bralette with a deep V-neck and matching panties. My breasts spilled out of my bra. I wish I would have worn something less revealing to bed last night. He presses my body against the bedframe, trapping me. He pulls his cock out of his briefs and rubs it against my cheek. "Be a good girl and suck daddy's cock, baby."
"Daddy please, I need to get ready. I don't want to." He slaps my face once, then twice, even harder. I cry out and he shoves his cock in my gaping mouth, using my hair to push my head farther down on him, making me gag. "That's it, baby. Take daddy's cock deep in your mouth. I know you like making daddy feel good." I choke on his cock as he pushes me down on him faster, moving even farther into my throat. He slides all the way down my throat and holds my head there, fucking my throat and telling me what a slut I am. I feel how wet my pussy is getting from him using me like this and my cheeks flush with shame. I struggle to breathe and try and pull away, but he holds me down, making me panic. He fucks my throat as my hands slap against his thighs, begging for air.
He finally pulls his cock out of my throat and slaps me on the face with it. "That's it, baby. You're such a good little cock sucker." I hardly got a breath in before he put his cock back in and immediately pushes into my throat again. Spit drips down my chin and onto my breasts as he pumps in and out of my mouth, moaning and digging his fingers into my hair. He forces me down until my nose is touching the base of his shaft, hitting the back of my head to make me take the final inch of his cock. "Fuck, baby, your throat feels good on my cock." He holds me down until my face turns colors and my body is shaking before finally releasing me. I gasp for air and try to get away from him, but he pulls me up by my arms.
"Daddy's going to fuck you now, baby." He bends me over the bed firmly, his hand coming down hard on my ass. "Tell daddy how bad you want to feel his cock inside of you."
"No daddy, I don't want to." He spanks me again, harder, and keeps going. Tears are brimming in my eyes. One of his hands moves to my pussy and he slides a finger into me, agonizingly slow. "You're so wet for daddy, baby. I know you want my cock. Tell me you want me to fuck you." He spanks me as his finger continues to move rhythmically against my g spot, making my knees shake. He slides another finger in and fucks my pussy hard with his fingers as his other hand continues to slap my ass and hips, each blow stinging more than the last. The pleasure from my pussy was giving me goosebumps and the spanking was only making me more wet. I know I shouldn't want him, but I couldn't help it.
