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The man behind me says something, but I can’t hear. I feel like I’m going even more mad than I was in the cabin as I slide down his dick, pussy deliciously burning from how fat his dick is and from how long it’s been for me.

I have never inserted anything in my pussy, afraid Daddy would be mad when he came back. I have only used my ass to cum. I rarely even played with my clit because I wanted to save myself for Daddy and I…I’m glad I did it.

I barely get halfway down on Daddy’s pulsing dick where the middle is the thickest, leaving me breathless as the burn becomes too much. I feel like a virgin breaking my own hymen, with a pain unlike anything I have experienced before.

Delicious, raw, and addicting. It’s suffocatingly good and makes my heart pound and my nipples hard. My pussy tightens, needing more, my body overwrought with the hunger of pain.

“I want it… I want it… I fucking want it… I want it! I need it! Daddy give it to m— AHHHHHHH!” He thrusts up, forcing me to grasp his knees and hold on tight as this nigga uppercuts my pussy from below, grunting, forcing his way inside of me. “YES! YES! YES DADDYYYY!” I whine and whimper, losing my mind at how fucking good it hurts, but when he bottoms out inside of me, hitting that spot that only Daddy has ever hit but more forcefully, demolishing my sanity, I scream, squirting, grasping his dick with my pussy walls like my shit trying to snap his shit off.

“Fuckkkk yeahh… just like that… fuck me like you miss him!” he grunts, forcefully fucking me, leaving the smacking noises to resound about the entire underground cave.

“YESSSS DADDYYYYY YESSSS! PLEASSEEEEE I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM DUMP! I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM DUMP! I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM DUMP! I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM DUMP! I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM DUMP! I’M DADDY’S LITTLE CUM DUMP! PLEASSSSEEE DADDY GIVE IT TO ME!” I cry deliriously, reaching behind me, stuffing the carrot a bit deeper.

My eyes cross when I feel Daddy hit something he never hit before. I sway and twitch as his dick wells up, gushing cum deep inside of me.

It’s been so long… I pull the carrot from me, heart beating a thousand miles a minute, throwing it somewhere, and turn to face the guy with tears in my eyes as he continues to fill me up.

“Y… you’re him… I know it… I just know it, Daddy… Saw… baby please,” I beg, collapsing on his chest, sobbing uncontrollably, knowing this is my Owner Saw, no matter how odd his actions are or how different he fucks.I know him!I know him down to my core. “You said I was made for you! You said to give myself to you! You said I’d always know who my Owner was! Please! You gave me Shawn. You made me know who I really am. Please… don’t forget me.”

“Shhhh,” he coos, so unlike my Owner, in a gentle voice, dick still pulsing in me, forcing another orgasm to rock through me.

I don’t know how long I lay there crying, begging him to remember me, but before I know it, my eyes grow drowsy, and I fall asleep, knowing I have my work cut out for me if I’m going to make him remember me so he can take responsibility for me and Shawn.

Chapter 20

I Know Why MY Caged Bird Sings

LUX

When I hear her begin to snore, I look around the cabin, shaking my head before I whistle as Heather comes in, cutting me loose from the bed frame.

“Master… are you okay?” she asks, looking me over with concern as I sit up, holding her sleeping form.

“What? Do you think this little bit would hurt me?” I grunt, cracking my neck, and she shakes her head, causing blood to flow from her broken nose where Birdie smacked her with the gun.

“No sir… it’s just… you only recently came out of the coma and underwent rehab. I was simply worried the Young Miss might have went a bit overboard in her excitement to see you.”

I grin, holding her tight, grasping her ass lifting off my dick.

“She was perfect… fuck, almost too perfect. I nearly broke character in the end.” I lick my lips, place her sleeping form on the bed, spread her legs, taking a long, glorious whiff of the pussy full of my cum that I missed so fucking much.

“Finally…” I grunt, sucking on her pussy, rolling my tongue around my cum and hers. “I thought I would die without this.”

“I am pleased you’re happy, Sir. When the sleeping pills wear off, will you be revealing yourself to her, or…” Heather trails off as I suck my cum from Birdie’s pussy and she whimpers.

“S-Saw…”

“Of fucking course…” I nod, smirking. “Did you hear her beg for me? My Birdie… Daddy’s cum slut to the end.” I stand, covering her body with the blanket and zipping my pants just as one of my butlers brings in Shawn.

“Dada!” He holds out his hands to me, and I smile, wiping off my shirt that Birdie squirted on and wiping my face, cleaning myself before picking up my baby boy.

“Shawn, have you been protecting Mommy as promised?” I bounce him on my arms as he giggles.

“Yeshhh!” he smiles, and I pinch his nose gently.

“Good boy,” I tell him and ruffle his hair. “Mommy was having a hard time without Daddy, right? But Daddy is here now.”

“YAYYY!” he claps, making me chuckle, thinking about all the times I snuck in to see him while I recovered and held him and rocked him when she slept through the night.

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