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“You’re purposely trying to piss me off huh?” He grits his teeth, and I smile innocently even though he clocked my shit immediately.

“No… it really does hurt,” I pout. “See?” I point down to my pussy, still leaking cum no matter how much I bathe.

“So… what the fuck you want me to do about that?” He cocks his head to the side, and I shudder at how mean this mother fucker looks…just fine as fuck and mean looking.

“Make it hurt more.” I half expect him to roll his eyes and go back to tattooing, but he takes my leg and yanks a bitch down roughly, stuffing his hand into my pussy. I arch my back, and he grabs my throat, yanking me up and attaching his lips to my nipple, biting down.

“Since you want to whine about shit hurting hold it in…”

“YES DADDYY!” I grind on his fingers delirious. How can I ever go back to living such a boring and mundane life after this? How can I let this big ass mean mother fucker who fucks like he ain’t ever had pussy in his life slip between my fingers? Fuck security… fuck a fifty-fifty and being taken care of. I have my own money. I can protect and provide for my mother fucking self. But can you fuck me stupid?

Can you make mewantto submit with a look… can you choke the fuck out of me without feeling guilty and remorseful? Can you pump me full of cum and make me say thank you after? My priorities are different to most women… I see that now… I see that no matter what I will never be normal… and just now as I throw my head back and as Daddy slams me onto the ground spreading my legs panting like a bear… I see I’m okay with that.

I will find a way to make it so this never ends… I will find a way so he and I can be together forever.

“Dadddddyyyy,” I whine, cumming while panting, so fucking smitten right now. This niggaOWNSme… from the rootie to the fucking tootie! I feel alive in his arms. I feel everything with him.

“You sure ain’t acting like it hurt no more,” he grumbles, smirking.

“That’s because I want to hurt some more.” I lick my lips, watching the fire dancing across his eyes…the way his muscles flex as if he wants to grasp and choke the fuck outta me…

“Lay the fuck down, Birdie. Or you won’t be getting dick tonight.”

I lay down, place my hands at my side, and let him finish, not saying a word when I notice he digs the needle deeper and harder on my sensitive areas on purpose. The amount of times my pussy wept, dribbled and creamed as he dragged the needle for what felt like a delicious fever dream of an eternity.I can’t tell you how many times I came.

“Get up,” he demands and my heart does funny things when he holds his hand out and hoists me up, setting me down before he walks off. I hear something crash all over the place, and I want to panic, but he didn’t say anything so nothing must be wrong.

When he comes back carrying the bathroom mirror and holds it up so I can see his handiwork, hummingbirds dance in my belly.

SAW’s PUSSY

“I…” I choke up, having no words…I love it.“Th-thank you, Daddy.” I run my hand over it, blinking back tears as I watch him drop the mirror and go to clean up the material.

I want to tell him I’ll do it for him but I want to admire his work more… but… I glance over to the machine and…

“Daddy?”

“What?”

“Can I… uhm… also?” He turns, cocking his brow.Lock them knees, bitch! Lock them mother fucking knees…

“Can youwhat?”

“Can I…” I boldly walk over and sit in his lap, facing him, naked and dripping, and do something I never get to do but have always wanted…freely touch him.“Can I mark you, too… pretty please?” I beg, knowing he’ll say no.

I know in reality I’m Saw’s, but that don’t make himmine.But to me seeing a part of me stamped on him, etched onto him like he did me…I gulp thinking about it.

“It’ll be small… I ju?—”

“Go on,” he mutters, his head turned to the side, and to say my heart races would be a fucking understatement. My heart fucking SOARS!

I don’t give a fuck if I know how to tattoo or not, I’ll fucking learn! For him, I’ll always be a willing student. I pick it up, shaking.This is important to me…

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know…”

“Then think about it while you’re riding this dick,” he grunts as he picks me up and slams me down on his dick, causing me to go dumb and nearly drop the machine.

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