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“Fuck you!”
I stop my thrusting. Though I never tolerate disobedience, I can admitinternallyI enjoy her fiery response. In some ways, she’ll be a challenge to mold, and I admire that about her.
She doesn’t need to know that though.
“Repression is odd, isn’t it?” I say coldly. “You want memore,knowing I’m your father, because your need for approval—for acceptance from me—is buried so far deep inside of you, you don’t even know it’s there.”
“You—” she seethes. Her lips move, unable to find the right words. Finally, she tries again. “You arenotmy father! There’s no proof!”
I resume thrusting my cock. Then, while resting my weight on one side, I reach down between us and add two fingers to her cunt hole, stretching her with my cockandmy fingers. It’s a snug fit; her pelvic bone stops the blood flow to my outstretched fingers, causing them to go numb.
She took my fist earlier; she can definitely take more.
I add a third finger, forcing it in, then I fuck her. Shecries out, and I remove my fingers and rub her wetness over her cheeks.
“Shall we test it?” I ask. I tilt my head toward my trousers on the floor. “I brought some syringes. We can take your blood right now.”
“No!” she screams. “Please don’t. I can’t?—”
“You don’t need a test to prove it, do you?” I wink. “Accept yourself, Violet. Admit youwantto be here. To see me. To know your father.”
“It wasn’t about you!”
“Maybe it wasn’t, but itisnow.” I laugh. “It may have originally been about your mother or your selfish emotional needs. Now, it’s all about me and what I can do for your sloppy cunt.” I lick her neck, and she shivers. Heat plows across my spine. I groan into her. “You hardly ran from me in the cemetery. Your little stabbing attempt was weak at best, and now you expect me to believe it was never about me when your cunt isthiswet?”
I plop down to the floor. My cock weeps with pre-cum, though proving my point is more important than cumming right now. I take one of the syringes from my trouser’s pocket.
“P-please,” Violet stammers. “Please. Dr. Ambrose.Daddy.Don’t?—”
The needle pricks the crook of her elbow.
She holds her breath. Blood fills the syringe.
“A paternity test will clear your doubts,” I say. “Perhaps you’ll finally be able to accept who you are.”
Once it’s full, I lock eyes with Violet as I lift the needle to my mouth. I squirt the blood onto my tongue and slurp it down. She wails, her entire demeanor soaked in liquidsorrow, but her hips gyrate. The bitchknowsit excites her to see me drinking her essence.
“I suppose we need another,” I say.
This time, I prick her other elbow. Once I have what I need, I put the syringes back into the case, then stuff them in my trouser’s pocket and toss the pants to the floor.
I put my mouth to one of the cunt’s puncture wounds. Hardly any liquid comes out, but I greedily suck in every drop of her vitality I can. She sobs, and I lift my mouth, chuckling down at her with red stained teeth.
“How can you do this?” she whispers. “I-I thought you wanted to save me.” Her eyes dart across the room, as if she can find an answer there, a reason for this madness. “I thought you wanted to fix me?—”
“Fix you?” I snort.
I stand at the end of her crib cage as I jerk myself, the taste of her metallic blood still coating my tongue. She trembles, and a vein in her neck rapidly quivers.
I climb into the cage again, readying my cock at her entrance.
“You think I want to purify you? Make you into a traditional woman with morals and values?” I laugh. “Tell me, Violet: why would I do that?”
Her hips twitch forward, desperate for my cock to make her forget her thoughts. Hovering over her, teasing her with the potential penetration, her escape—my glorious cock—is close, yet so far away. I hold still, not giving her what she wants.
“The world is impure,” I say. “Our fellow citizens are doomed. By becoming my perfectly trained, brainless toy, Iamsaving you from your worries. Your sole purpose will be to please me, andthatwill be your salvation. You willtransform from a woman with ideas and concerns into my empty-headed, disgusting,obedientcunt.”
Finally, I thrust my cock inside her. Her pussy swallows me so easily, heat prickles down my legs. A full-body shudder pounds through her, my pubic hair teasing her clit. Tears continue to drench her. A smile stretches across my lips.
