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The thought shouldn’t excite me, but it does…Daddy’s words shouldn’t please me, but they do…

“PPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLEEEEAAAASSSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!” I sway, not even knowing what the fuck I’m begging for, but it’s something my entire being desires. My head lulls to the side and my eyes roll to the back of my head. My toes curl and my pussy clamps down on him so tight even he grunts as I whine loudly, cumming.I didn’t know such a strangled sound could come from me.

“F-fuck.” He slams into me, bottoming out as he grunts. His dick pulses and he grips my neck, pulling me to him as he squeezes my breast and pinch my nipple hard, cummingdeepinside ofme. “FFFFUUUUUUUCCKKKKKK!” he grunts, panting, playing with my slick, overstimulated clit, causing me to groan and tremble. “I got to admit, Birdie,” he hisses, chuckling in my ear, dick still hard. “You have some bomb ass pussy.”

That’s the last thing I remember before he pulls out and slams into me again.

Chapter 5

Flightless

BIRDIE

Igasp awake, looking for my alarm clock as I usually do to turn it off, but there’s nothing to turn off… nor is the light streaming out of the huge floor to ceiling windows in my room.What the hell…?

I turn around and immediately my neck is throbbing in pain, causing something to ripple in my belly, but I ignore it.Wh-where am I?

When lightning strikes outside the small window, scaring the fuck out of me, suddenly all the events from the previous day hit me hard as fuck and I go stiff from shock.Kidnapped and assaulted…I chew my lip, heart picking up and as quietly as I can, I look around the dimly lit room to catch my bearings.

I barely have time to look around because I’m so disoriented by the damn storm, but none of that matters now. I need to get the fuck out of here an—And what? There is a fucking categoryfour hurricane coming, and the streets are flooded to fucking boot!

Turning, I look for the mother fucker who assaulted me last night, but he’s nowhere to be found. I gently climb from bed but I’m quick about the shit, looking for a weapon or anything I can use to defend myself against his big ass.

I open all the drawers, coming across some stationary, seeing a few big permeant markers and shudder, thinking about how fucking hard it’s going to be to get that shit off my skin. Luckily, I stumble across some women’s clothes which I pull on. Even though they barely fit, they do the trick.I wonder who’s pl— You know what? None of that shit matters… I need to get the fuck out of here!

Tiptoeing, I go over to the door and listen closely, but hear nothing.

Yes! Maybe he went out and got the fuck blown away!

I creep down the small hall where I glance around the kitchen, looking for a weapon when I luck up, noticing the knife he was holding at my neck.Bing-the fuck-o!

As slow as ever, I tiptoe over, slinking around and go to grab the kni?—”

“BOO!” I jump, screaming at the top of my lungs as another boom of thunder and lightning resounds through the house,causing a distorted view of this big mother fucker to come into view. I fall on my ass, swiping the knife, feeling like those annoying white girls I used to get mad at in seemingly every scary movie, and you know what…now I get it.

My legs feel like jelly and my hands feel like butter watching him strike a match and light a pack of cigarettes.Where the fuck did he even get those?!

“Now Birdie… I thought you were smarter than that. I didn’t take you for being stupid,” he grins, showing all teeth.

“The only stupid one is you, sick son of a bitch! Now drop to your fucking knees,” I growl and he throws his head back, laughing hard as thunder rolls by.

“Why? Are you going to run your pussy over my face? If not, I’ll take that knife andreallyshow you how to use it,” he mocks and I sneer in disgust, but my stomach forms knots.

“You are fucki—” The sentence barely leaves my mouth before I feel a sharp pain as his foot connects with my hand, leading me to drop the knife and yell out. “AHHHHHH! UUUGGHHHH!” I clutch my hand as he smiles, bending down and scooping up the knife.

“Oops… did I do that?” he smirks and I crawl back when he throws the knife and catches it at the hilt. I go to crawl away, but thunder cracks so fucking hard across the sky the entire cabin shakes. In my fear, he stabs the knife to into my dress, nailing it to the floor, making me fall down as I try to get up and run away.

“Ugh!” I catch myself on my hands, but it’s no point as this mother fucker grabs me by one of my legs. I scream, kicking at him as he proceeds to drag me across the floor, whistling hauntingly.

Thank God for the dress because if I didn’t have it on, splinters and anything else would have dug deep into my body. However, even that slight positive thought leaves my mind when his grip tightens on my leg and I’m slung across the room like I’m not a whole damn adult woman.

No… to this man I’m nothing… nothing but a thing to play with…nothing more, nothing fucking less.

“Ah!” I cry, bouncing on the hard bed while shaking, tears stinging my eyes, trying to get a grip on my breathing. “Plleessase,” my lips chatter for the cold air coming into the house, but his eyes are colder, letting me know I will get no reprieve from him.

He’s a monster, and I can tell this beast masquerading as a man stopped understanding people long ago…hell, I don’t know if he ever knew the human language or feelings at all.

“Awww Birdie,” he calls out, chillingly sweetly but his smile…this man is going to kill me.“Were you trying to run away from Daddy?” he pouts and my stomach dips, making me turn away.

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