your daddy never told ya to steer clear’a strangers, did he? just look at how pathetic you are for anyone that talks all sweet to ya. but you got that pit in your belly. realizin’ now you ain’t got a clue where you are, or who i am. i reckon your friends are startin’ to worry…
"tightest fuckin’ cunt in the world. pretty little thing with a pretty little body, just made for me huh? ‘s that right, pet? you’re made just for me and my mouth and my cock? daddy's little girl huh?"
“uh, uh, uh, baby. that pretty little body of yours belongs to Dad and only Dad. no one else gets to look at it or touch it. you know better than to let boys your age touch you like that. they dont know what they are doing. come here, bug. let me show you how good it can feel.”
"can’t even fit /just the tip/, kid, that's how fucking small you are." your Big Brother growls in your ear, pushing his cock against your hole “fuck. its gonna hurt, baby. you sure you can take it? yeah? i guess we’ll see about that. wont we, precious?”
"Gods, the mouth on you. That's a good girl, my good puppy. You really want a treat, don't you? That's right, just like that, keep working for it. Fuck, here comes your reward."
"Gods, the mouth on you. That's a good girl, my good puppy. You really want a treat, don't you? That's right, just like that, keep working for it. Fuck, here comes your reward."
“aw look at you, baby.” a hand grabs your hair, yanking your head back. forcing you to look in the mirror. dark eyes flicking over your body, face obscured by the mask. “you look soo pretty all wrapped up. go ahead, try to escape. try it. go on. you know i love to watch you +
your hips, forcing you onto your knees and pulling you right in front of them. their other hand fumbles with their belt and zipper for a second, giving you just /one/ moment to breathe before they force their cock into you. they growl as they feel you tighten around them. +