The Neighbour Pt 05 Finale

**Author's Note: The story depicted below is purely fictional. I do not endorse non-consensual encounters or sexual violence.

Thank you for reading my The Neighbour series. I hope you enjoy the final chapter below. I welcome criticism and feedback and appreciate your reading. Enjoy! xx**

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CHAPTER 5 - TAKE WHAT DADDY GIVES YOU.

His footsteps retreated out the of room. She turned her head, calling out after him in a voice just above a whisper.

"Where are you going?" No response.

She waited, her body aching from her restraints and his abuse. Moments later he returned, carrying her standing mirror with him. He walked to the opposite side of the room and placed it facing her.

"I want to see your face when I finally get to fuck you." He said.

She buried her face in the comforter again and shuddered, saying nothing.

"Hm, no response? That's not like my Princess." He pouted.

She felt a twinge of anger bubble to the surface and she lifted her head. "Your Princess? You don't even know me!" She snarled.

He twisted his mouth into an agitated frown. "I know more than you think."

"Yeah, you know I have dates back at my apartment. You've heard me fuck a few times! You're not an expert on me! You're just a creepy pervert!" She hissed, daring to raise her voice to him. She turned her head to the side so she could see him slightly in her peripheral vision.

He tensed his hands into strained fists and stared down at the floor. His next move came swiftly and without warning as he knealt behind her on the bed and wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her in place. He raised his hand and opened his palm before slashing it across the skin on her ass. She cried out.

"You need another spanking to remember your place Princess?" He hollered, raining down another flurry of strikes. "Are you going to behave?"

"Fuck you!" She screamed, her eyes burning as she wept from the pain rolling across her backside.

He stopped and stared incredulously at her. "Watch. Your. Mouth." He said sharply, striking her ass with each word.

"I will hit you until I can't hit you anymore if you don't apologize to me Princess." He growled.

"Do it then! I don't care!" She hollered. "SOMEONE HELP ME!" She screamed.

He lunged and shoved her face into the comforter. Grabbing the loose panties on the bed, he pulled her head back up and jammed them into her mouth as she gasped for air. "I'm losing patience with you. Behave yourself."

She continued to scream and holler; the soaked lace in her mouth doing little to muffle her cries. He knew she would attract attention and was tired of her unbroken spirit. He left the room quickly as she managed to spit the panties out onto the bed and screamed a continuous shriek of terror and helplessness. Her screams continued until she heard his rapid footsteps return to the bedroom and she was suddenly struck by something across her ass.

"What are you doing??" She wailed.

Another hit ripped across her backside, dragging another cry from her.

It subsided for a moment as she felt one of his hands slide up her pussy lips. "I fucking knew it," he muttered.

"I'm beating your ass and you are SOPPING wet."

Her cheeks burned with shame and her eyes widened as he rounded the bed holding her belt that he had taken off her legs earlier.

"You're not a princess after all; you're a whore. A set of holes for Daddy to use." He yelled down at her as he walked back and struck her ass again with the belt.

She screamed out and struggled against her restraints. Her backside burned with pain and she was horrified at the fury she had brought out in him. But he was right--it excited her. As much as it was against her will, she had never had anyone use or abuse her this way. She had no time to contemplate her feelings as a moment later the belt pelted her skin once more.

"Tell Daddy what you are." CRACK. The belt struck her yet again.

She bit her lip and buried her face in the bed, whimpering and trying not to give him anything.

"Tell Daddy what you are. NOW!" He yelled before striking the belt against her back in quick succession.

The studs on the belt dug into her skin with each hit and she screamed out in agony.

"I'M A WHORE. I AM DADDY'S SET OF HOLES!" She yelled, echoed by whimpers as she cried out from the pain that spread out across her back.

"Good girl." He said, breathing heavily from the effort of her beating.

He dropped the belt onto the bed and walked around to face her. He pulled her up by her hair, bringing a solid cry of agony from her. He used his other hand to painfully grip her chin, crushing her cheeks together. He forced her to stare into his eyes that burned with rage.

"I told you--behave or I make you hurt. Scream for help? Hurt. Act like an entitled bitch? Hurt. Just behave and we don't have to do that Princess." He smiled cruelly and released his grip, dropping her head back onto the bed.

She cried into the comforter, regretting that she had tried to stand against him in such a vulnerable position. Her skin burned where he had struck her. She sobbed in defeat as she again tried to free her hands. Lifting her head slightly, she was greeted by her own reflection. Her eyes were now blood shot from exhaustion and crying through the nightmare she had endured. She could see the round shape of her reddened ass behind her and could see him just behind that.

"Please Daddy, no more." She begged, her voice breaking.

He laughed cruelly at her. "You're going to misbehave like that and then ask for favors? Say 'Fuck you' and scream and now you're asking Daddy for things? No, Princess." He chuckled to himself.

She watched him take in a deep breath before pulling his sweater over his head. "What are you going to do??" She cried.

"If you're going to act like a whore, Daddy is going to treat you like one." She widened her eyes as she heard his belt buckle hit the floor along the slump of denim falling to the ground.

He kicked his jeans and boots out of his way before walking back up behind her. Her frame trembled as she saw him reach his hands out to rest on her ass, gliding his finger tips across the welted skin. "Did you learn your lesson Princess?"

Desperately she struggled on the bed. "Yes, yes I did Daddy. I learned my lesson. Please, I know I broke the rules. Please just let me go." She sobbed as she pled, knowing it was hopeless.

She heard him snicker as his hand disappeared from her view. He wrapped it around his swollen cock and stared down at her. It was the first time since tying her up earlier that he was able to appreciate the sight in front of him.

Her ass was round and pale, save for the red welts he had left. His eyes drifted to her tight, little asshole that he had tasted earlier. The anger in him so desperately wanted to ram his cock into her ass in that moment, but as his eyes looked at her swollen pussy lips he lost all focus on anything else. Her cunt was smooth all over, an aesthetic preference for him but he would have had her in any state. Her lips were a delectable shade of pink and the light from the living room shone into the room in a way that glinted on her dripping juices. He needed to claim her.

"Spread your legs, baby girl." He commanded. "Let me see that pretty pussy."

She hesitated and immediately felt a quick slap across her ass.

"Spread them right fucking now." His voice commanded.

Her knees nearly gave out from fear as she adjusted her legs, spreading them wider, and giving him a much clearer view to all of her intimate areas.

"Good girl. Whose pussy is this?" He asked, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

"Yours." She said, her gaze now directed at the comforter.

"Look at me when I speak to you." His tone was firm and uncompromising.

She looked up and stared into his eyes through the mirror. "It's your pussy, Daddy."

He groaned hearing the words leave her mouth and stepped forward, settling on his knees behind her on the bed. "Daddy wants to play with his pussy now, Princess. So you better enjoy it."

"Please, please just stop. I can't." She cried, her lips quivering and her words frantic.

He ignored her pleas and leaned forward, slipping his bulbous head into her soft folds. They both moaned as he slid inside, bringing a delighted look to his face. "See baby girl? It's not that bad..." He chuckled.

She had returned her face to the comforter, wanting desperately to block it all out. She felt a tug on her hair from behind her, and an arm wrap across her chest. He pulled her up, suspending her slightly above the bed in front of him.

"Open your eyes and look at me." He said.

Her eyes opened slowly and she looked into the mirror, his eyes glowering back at her.

"Keep them open. I want to see your eyes when I make you cum all over my cock." He said with a wry smile.

He began to slowly pump his rigid cock in and out of her wet pussy. He groaned, his hand still gripping her hair giving him leverage to push deeper and deeper. She whimpered as he moved inside her. He was bigger than anyone she'd had before, but the pain she felt as he stretched her open did more to thrill her than hurt her.

She moaned softly and saw a grin return to his face. She couldn't believe that she was enjoying this. Maybe he was right; maybe she was a whore. She looked at her reflection and thought she certainly resembled one. Her hair wound around his hand, her tits bare and nipples erect as they swung beneath her, and her face twisted into a look of ecstasy she did not recognize as her own. He increased his tempo, pulling her back by her hair. She groaned and pushed back against him, urging him deeper inside of her.

"That's a good girl. You like getting fucked by Daddy?" He asked, his words broken up by his aggressive thrusts.

Before she could answer, he felt her pussy start to tighten. "Feels like you're going to cum baby girl..." He said, still pounding at her pussy.

She bit her lip, trying to hold back what she knew was coming. She felt the pressure building between her legs and moaned under her breath. "No, no..." She sighed.

"Cum for me Princess, cum all over that dick." He thrust faster, pulling her back against him.

She moaned louder, unable to hold back anymore. "Look at yourself getting fucked. You like watching me fuck you baby?" He said.

She looked at the mirror, staring at the image of him thrusting into her, and her eyes glazed over in turbulent pleasure. She looked up and made eye contact with him through the glas and whimpered a yes. He switched his pace to long, sudden strokes that plunged to her deepest points. "Tell me you like it."

"I love it," She moaned.

"You like being fucked like a little whore?" He growled.

"Yes," She groaned, forgetting everything around her except how good his cock felt in her cunt. "I love being your little whore."

He smirked at her. "Beg me to fuck you, you little slut. Beg for my cock."

"Fuck me Daddy, please please fuck me." She groaned, breathing heavily as she finally went over the brink. "Oh fuck!"

She pushed her hips back against his cock, plunging him deeper and screamed out in pleasure as she constricted around his rigid length. He released his grip on her hair and her torso and she slumped forward onto the bed, unable to use her bound arms to break her fall. Her body trembled as she caught her breath while her orgasm still rolled through her.

Breathing heavily, he sighed and stepped away from the bed, letting his hard cock slide out of her. She moaned quietly, combating with her feelings of wanting to flee from him but wanting him inside her yet again.

Dazed in the moment, she was confused when she felt the grip on her wrists loosen. Then, the constricted sensation on her arms disappeared. She gasped at the sensitivity of her skin as she moved her arms, recalling that she truly had no idea what time it was or how long she had been restrained. She sat up slowly, turning to face him and rubbing her forearms gently. He looked back at her as he wandered to her closet and threw two black leather belts onto the floor.

"Get on your back." He said, a focused and intense look on his face.

Her eyes darted to the open bedroom door. He rolled his eyes, "Are we not past this Princess? Do you need to be punished again?" He bent down and picked a belt back up off the floor.

She widened her eyes and quickly eradicated any thoughts of fleeing. "No Daddy, please. I promise I'll behave."

"Good. Now get on your back." He threw the belt back down onto the floor.

She turned over and lowered her head back onto the bed, resting her arms at her side. It was such a relief to have them freed even just for the comfort. She stared at the ceiling, her body and mind exhausted from the trauma of the past hours.

"Spread your legs." He said, admiring her body and letting his eyes gaze over every inch of her flesh. She hesitantly slid her legs apart, giving him full access to her yet again.

He took in the sight of her, growing harder at the image. Her body draped across the bed and ready for his use. Her perky, rounded tits just begging to be sucked on, and her pussy swollen, dripping and ready for his cock.

A smirk crossed his lips and he chuckled sinisterly. He let his hand drift down to his cock, stroking it slowly. He walked forward and knelt on the bed.

"Why are you laughing?" She asked, her voice still dripping in desire but tipped in trepidation.

"No reason Princess," he said.

She glanced up at him and looked away. Though he had seen every part of her she still felt such shame to feel his eyes on her.

"Play with your tits." He said, his hand continuing to slowly stroke his cock.

Knowing she had no choice, she raised one of her hands from her side and rested it over her breast. She stared up at him, a look of uncertainty crossing her furrowed brow.

"Do it, or I will." He said. Both his words and the tone acting as a stern warning.

She sighed, defeated, and lifted her other hand to her other breast. She closed her eyes and gently ran her fingers over her skin, circling her nipples on both sides before using her fingers to tug at them. With her eyes shut she could pretend he wasn't here; she could act like she was alone. She pulled harder on her nipples and squeezed her other breast, letting out a sigh of pleasure.

He breathed loudly as he jerked himself off. "Touch your pussy."

Keeping her eyes shut to avoid his gaze, she let one hand linger down below her waist. She sighed and tilted her head back against the bed as her fingertips slid over her clit, sending a shockwave of longing through her body. She slid a finger inside of her and shuddered as she stroked it slowly. She then realized he was not exaggerating how wet she was. Her hands worked in unison, between tugging on her nipples while working her fingers in and out of her soaking pussy. She moaned, rubbing herself against her own hand.

From the foot of the bed he watched, entranced by her body writhing in front of him. He felt his cock twitch in his hand and knew he couldn't wait any longer to have her again.

He positioned himself between her legs and her eyes fluttered open, suddenly remembering the position she was in. She withdrew her hands from her body and lay them on either side of her. He leaned forward over her before sliding his cock into her waiting pussy. They both moaned as his length slid all the way in and she shuddered beneath him, drawn to his body on hers but terrified.

He slowly thrusted back and forth, making deep methodical strokes that brought a symphony of moans from her mouth. Her eyes were shut as he rocked into her, and he grinned as he saw she was clearly enjoying his cock.

He was suddenly overcome with his lust for her, becoming fixated on the tight grip of her cunt around his cock. He slid his hands under her and gripped her ass tightly, pulling her onto his cock and increasing his speed again. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him tighter. She was surprised that her first instinct was not to push him away, but her need to feel him inside her erased everything else in her mind.

An urgency overtook him as he impaled her over and over again on his length. She released a shrill moan that sounded nearly animalistic. His cock throbbed hearing her moan with such abandon and he pounded her even harder.

"Take every inch, baby. That pussy is mine!" He growled.

He saw her tilting her head back and thrashing beneath him as the pleasure overtook her. She released her grip from around him and let her arms drape behind her head, grabbing at the edge of the comforter. He leaned forward, his voice breathy, and whispered into her ear.

"Do it Princess, cum again for Daddy."

Her legs wrapped around him pulling him against her tightly, and he smirked in spite of himself at the idea that he was temporarily her prisoner. He maintained a firm grip on her backside, thrusting forward as he pulled her hips toward him. He leaned forward and clamped his teeth down on one of her nipples before biting along her breast. It drew a cry of sheer pleasure from her very core and she arched her back.

"Good girl baby, moan for me. Cum for me." He groaned.

She shut her eyes, breathing heavily as she used her legs to pull him deeper

She hated that he was able to bring this out of her but she could feel the orgasm build inside her, her legs shaking. She threw her head back, screaming out a cry of pure lust as she came again. Her mind became hazy for a moment as she recovered, conscious only of his cock still plummeting into her depths. His voice brought her back as he whispered into her ear.

"I'm going to cum Princess." He moaned.

Sudden panic filled her. "Not inside me. You can't cum inside me." She raised her voice.

His cadence increased and he let out another guttural moan. "Ah fuck baby, I'm going to fill you up."

She widened her eyes, "No!" She screamed. "No! Stop!"

She thrashed beneath him, pounding her hands against his back and pushing at his shoulders, unable to push him off. "Please!" She begged. "Don't!"

"Mmm still got some fight in you?" He growled. He took his hands off of her ass and raised them around her shoulders, pulling her whole body closer to him. His thrusts becoming erratic and impassioned as she struggled and fought against him.

"I'm going to fill up this pretty pussy with my cum, I'm gonna give you my baby, and then you're mine forever." His words were hardly audible as he groaned and breathed heavily over them, seemingly becoming ever more aroused by his own twisted ideas.

"No!! Get the fuck off me!" She screamed. "Stop! No!!" Her arms flailed at him.

Her screams were in vane as she heard a deep moan come from his throat. He pulled her against him and she felt his cock twitch and explode within her cunt. For a final time, she felt her eyes well up with tears as she realized there was nothing she could do. What was done, was done.

He thrust into her slowly one or two more times before sighing heavily and dropping his head upon her chest. He gently kissed her breasts, as she lay beneath him, practically catatonic. As he pushed off of the bed and pulled away from her, she felt his retreating girth leave her empty but still she could feel his warm cum dripping out of her.

"Princess, you are a great fuck." He laughed, stepping onto the floor and walking around the bed before leaning down and kissing her on the forehead.

"You're a monster." She whispered, finally coming off the edge of the state of blind euphoria she had found herself in.

"I'm no monster, just taking what's mine. Don't forget that." He reached down the length of her body and patted her cunt lightly, smirking at the cum that had pooled beneath her.