Page 78 of Controlling Natasha

“It’s going to hurt the first time.It will be tight.You’ll keep your eyes on mine the entire time and do what Daddy says.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispers.

“My good, obedient Little girl.”I stroke her cheek.“The pain won’t last long.When it subsides, you will go wild, bucking under me.”

She swallows.She doesn’t believe me.She’ll see.

“I’m going to kneel between your legs first and examine your cunt with my fingers, stretching you out.I need to know how tight it will be.”

Her breathing is ragged.

I rise up, spread her thighs wider with my knees, and sit back on my heels.My cock bobs between us, begging for relief.

I part her pretty folds and stroke through the copious wetness before easing a finger into her.

Fuck, she’s tight, but I don’t hit a barrier that would make the pain worse.She’ll be able to take me.I add a second finger and scissor them inside her.

I grit my teeth because she is so damn perfect.When I thumb her clit, she whimpers and lifts her hips off the bed.When I drag a finger over her puckered hole, she clenches her butt cheeks and shakes her head.

“Don’t saynoto Daddy, Little one.I’m not going to take your bottom tonight, I promise, but you will not saynoto Daddy.If you truly need Daddy to stop something, what do you say?”

“Dragon tail…”

“That’s right.What do you think will happen if you tell me no?”I continue teasing her rosette.

“You’ll spank me,” she murmurs.

“That’s right.I’ll lean you over my lap, lift your dress, drag your panties down, and spank you so hard and so fast you won’t have time to breathe, let alone protest.”

Her cheeks flush.

I press harder against her tight, puckered hole.“This bottom is mine.This cunt is mine.Every inch of you, inside and out, is mine.I’ll decide what you can handle and what you need.Understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” she says without hesitation.She doesn’t even look away.She’s giving herself to me.Submitting so beautifully.

I’m going to come before I’m inside her.

When I add a third finger, her eyes roll back.She lifts her hips, pleading for more.

“Let me make you feel good, Natasha.Be Daddy’s good girl.Come on my fingers, and then I’ll thrust into you.”

“I can’t…” she whines.

“You can, Little one.You can and you will.”I increase the pace, pumping in and out of her cunt until she’s fisting the sheets by her sides, writhing hard, arching her chest, and lifting her ass to get more purchase.

I give it to her, watching for the exact moment when I know she won’t be able to stop herself.When I see it, I order, “Come, Natasha.”

She screams again as she pumps my fingers with her cunt, milking them, drawing them in tighter.

Before the pulsing is over, I jerk my fingers out, line my cock up with her entrance, and thrust all the way to the hilt.

Holy fucking shit.I can’t breathe.I’m finally inside my girl, and I can’t move.If I do, I’ll come.She’s choking my cock with her tight cunt.

Without moving, I search her face, cupping her head.

She’s not wincing.In fact, she’s trying to lift her hips to grind against me.

“Are you okay, Little one?”

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