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“What do you mean, Daddy?” She blinks and I chuckle at her cute act, but then I’m thrown off when she stands and grabs a medical kit and comes back over, sitting back in my lap. She then takes the hand I fucked up, the same one she bit, and wraps it.When was the last time someone took care of me like this?

“You know what? Forget it.” I shake my head. “If you want to be branded, I’ll make it happen.”

“I do… I want it… I want it all.” She looks me over and I know that hunger… it makes my dick hard.

“You want it, huh?”

“I do…”

“Then what are you willing to do for it?”

“I…” she pauses. “I’ll be a good girl for you… areallygood girl.”For fuck’s sake…

“Is that all?” I tilt my head to the side.

“Tell me what you want…”

“I want you to get on your fucking knees and beg for it,” I smirk and my dick that was already hard as a fucking brick a secondago turns to stone-cold fucking steel when my Birdie drops to her knees, clasps her hands together, and pouts so fucking pretty I nearly cum from just that.

“Please, please, please, Daddy… let me suck your dick.” I shove the table out of the way, causing it to crash into the wall. I undo my belt, pulling out my dick, sliding it against her lips, but like a good girl, she doesn’t open up. She just sits and waits.

“Choke on it.” She doesn’t even wait a second before latching onto it, humming, eyes rolling to the back of her head.Yeah… she gon’ make me kill her.

The way she slurps and gobbles my dick up like the carnivorous bitch she is turns me the fuck on. Her eyes on me, her tongue around my pulsating head, her pussy dripping my cum.Yeah… this is how my bitch should behave.

But why the fuck do those eyes make me anxious? My eye twitches and my dick jumps as a pleasure rolls over me, making my flinch.

“Look away,” I growl and her eyes immediately snap away, but my chest…the fuck is this feeling?I tilt my head back looking up at the dusty ceiling, licking my lips, listening to my bitch hungrily suck on my nuts.

Unconsciously, I find myself running my hands over the puffs in her hair, playing with the ring-like curls smaller than my pinky nail.

“Good Birdie. You suck Daddy’s dick so fucking good,” I hum when I feel cool saliva pool in her throat. I grunt, fisting her puff in my hand, holding her captive, fucking her mouth so hard I really feel like I want to kill her. The thought makes my eyes rollto the back of my head and my nuts tingle. “Choke on this dick,” I groan, going deeper, listening to her choke, gag, and spit on my dick.

I glance down to see her face is a mess… she looks like one of them bitches in those throat fucking pornos. Her eyes look fucked out, her stomach is convulsing, and there’s a pool of my thick nut flowing from her pussy.

Slutty…

I flinch in my seat, dragging her face off my dick.Shit….I shake, panting, dick pulsing like that mother fucker got its own heartbeat.

“More, Daddy… please…” she whines, swaying, taking her hands and running them over her face, hungrily licking up my residual nut and her drool.

I sit there, anger flowing over me as I watch her…I want to destroy her…I want to make it so that this version of Birdie, my bitch, my slut, my cum dump, never exists outside these walls… I want to ruin her and break her… I want to drive this bitch insane to the point she can’t live without me.

“Dadddddyyyy mooreeeee,” she pleads trying to get to my dick, which seems to have a mind of its own as it dribbles more cum at the thought of being back in her mouth. Hell, any part of her.

Something ain’t right with me…

“Oh, you’re really fucking with me, Birdie,” I growl.

“B… but you told me— Ugn!” I grab her face, but she looks high as fuck, though I’m not surprised. That’s how I trained her to be.Just a taste of this dick should be better than anything she can get her hands on.

“Rule number four, Birdie… never fucking lie to me. EVER.”

“Y-yes sir.”

“Would you die for me?”

“I will…” she answers without hesitation. My eyes glaze over her and she shudders, pussy farting out a thick load of cum I pumped into her at some point.