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“Listen to those slutty moans. My Birdie just got a man killed and she’s moaning without a fucking care in the world,” he taunts as he stuffs his tongue into my pussy, swirling it around, causing the nastiest and most embarrassing noises I’ve ever heard, but I love it.

I grip my toes as the blood rushes to my head and my ears pop.

“UUUUGGGNNNNNNN AAHHHHHH!” I whimper as he eats me so fucking good, hands slick with blood. “DAAAAADDDDDYYYYYY!” I whine for more.

“Hell yeah!” He pulls back, leaving me swaying on my feet but he smacks my ass. “Stand the fuck up.”

“Y-yes sir,” I gasp, fixing my posture as I feel him undo his jeans.

“Line me up,” he demands, and I fumble around and grab his heavy thickness, pausing with the head at my pussy hole, moaning as the tip of his fat dick enters my pussy.OOOOOOHHHH GOOOOODDDDDD!

“D-Daddy i… it’s still sore… it… it hurts,” I pant dripping cum, pussy clenching.

“Good.” He slams into me, knocking the air from my lungs and the joint support from my knees.

“AHHHHHHH!” I scream but he grasps my left hip and fists his hands around my hair and yanks my head up, forcing me to look at the body before me, making my pussy clamp down on him. “UUUGGGGNNNNNN!!!!!”

“Look at your handy work, Birdie. Look what the fuck you made Daddy do because his cum slut lied… you made me kill a man with a simple lie by saying he touched what the fuck is mine…” he reminds me as he continues to ram into me. “You did this.”

“I…”

“You what? Go on and say it. Say I made Daddy kill a man because I wanted him to brutalize this pussy,” he teases and I can’t get the words out… they’re stuck in my throat. Shame overcomes me, but it’s too late because as stupid as it is,I don’t regret it…“SAY IT!”

“I… I m-made Daddy k— Ugnnnnn! I m-made D-Daddy kill a man be-be-cause I w-w-wanted.. oh fuck yesssss! I w-wanted him t-to brut-talize this p— Guuuughhhh! Pussy!” I stumble out as he fucks me roughly, grasping my hair.

At this point I don’t give a fuck what I’m looking at… I just don’t want him to stop. The deliciously painful force he’s banging into me with is punishing, and stars dance before my eyes in the night.

“Fuck yeah! Look at this murderous pussy gripping me while I fuck you like a dog. You like this nasty shit! You wanted me to fuck you so hard you were willing to lie about it,” he taunts, rocking into my pussy so hard my knees go weak, but he snatches me up and spins me around against a tree, making me wince when the bark bites into my back. He power drives into my pussy, forcing a scream out of me.

It feels so good! It feels so fucking good it ought to be illegal! The pain of the bark biting into my back. The force with which he’s fucking me. The depths he reaches as I watch Daddy slam into my guts… I feel as if I’m dying… I want to stay here…I want to live suspended in this space with him forever.

Tears spring from my eyes at how good he feels inside me. The malicious lust in his eyes, unmarred by love or gentleness, hints at more sinister things to come… God where was this? How did I live without this? I feel full. I feel complete.I feel free…

“FUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK!” I cry weeping, for my past self who never knew how good this dominance felt. I weep with joy along with pain. I whine like a bitch with shame at how fucking much I enjoy his dick grinding in my guts.

“Birdie, sing for Daddy,” he demands and smashes into me, and I sniffle in awe at him, as he licks my lip, making me fall completely.

“I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM SLUT! I’M DADDY’S L— GUUUUUUUGGGNNNN I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM DUMP!” I cry as his sinister smile looks me over and he grips my neck, smashing his lips into mine, kissing me and I shudder, cumming, giving him everything and drinking all his cum into my pussy.God… I never want this to end.

He pulls me from the tree, and I whine, back scratched as I assume he’s going to pull out, but he stays within me and packs me to the cabin. When we enter the cabin, the lights are still out so Daddy flickers the lights on and carries me to the room, and only then does he pull from my depths and lays, me on the bed, leaving my side.

I want to ask him where he’s going, but I’m already in hot water, so I keep my mouth shut and listen to him rummaging around in the bathroom before his heavy footsteps sound in the hall and then he comes back with a small white metal first aid kit.

Truly it’s stupid… but seeing his hulking frame in the doorway holding the tiny kit does something to me. As his footsteps scrape the floor and he grasps the chair and plops down, I tremble just being near him.

He’s massive… in every regard, and I’m always reminded of that when he comes up on me.

“Turn,” his gruff voice booms, brooking no argument and I do as I’m told, sitting up and turning my back to him.

I hear the metal kit pop open, and I chew my lip, fidgeting when I hear him tear something open and soon, I arch my back, wincing. pussy clamping and releasing a bit of his cum when I feel an agonizing sting on my back.

“STAY. STILL,” he commands and though I tremble, I stay as still as possible while he uses what has to be alcohol pads to excruciatingly clean the broken skin on my back.

By the time he’s done and wraps gauze around me, my back feels numb and I’m panting.

“D… Daddy… w-was that pu-punishment?” I wince as he tucks the bandage in place and snorts.

“What the fuck do you think, Birdie?” his cold voice sounds behind me and excitement gnaws at my belly.

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