"P-Please use some lubricant, Daddy," I said. Jacob scratch the back of his neck and smirked at me. "Sorry, hon. But if I'd do it. How come you will feel me alone? Also, the warmth of your hole will come cold. Don't want that," he smiled sheepishly.
"Would you be gentle?"
"I can't promise either?"
My eyes rolled at him. I huffed and sighed in defeat. "Okay, Mr. Del Mundo. Go on. For Christ's sake. Please, be gentle," but Jacob just shrugged. Argh! Men will always be men.
I tightened a grip on his big and hard muscles on his arms. Jacob slowly thrust his dick. I slightly winced. It is big. And I'm not used to taking something inside without making it wet or slippery. 
"Mmmmm," I mumbled after I yawn. It was already dark outside. Probably evening by now. "Hi, hon," then an arm snaked on my hips. Jacob and I were laying on the bed with no clothes on. It took us about more than the amount of time we've expected. "Hello, daddy," "What time is it? I think I should go home right now," "Sure, I'll send you," "But our house is just next to this. I can manage myself, Jacob," he kissed my nose. Jacob hopped out of the bed. "I know. I want to see Mom and Dad too. It's been quite a long time since I saw them," he picked a boxer and wear his shorts. He glanced at me. Ja
We had an early breakfast today. Silence enveloped us. No one dared to spoke. I sense something not so good that is going to happen today. I looked at Mom and Dad who is now very serious about munching their food. They made me take a bath early and to join them at breakfast. I prayed in silence hoping that whatever this silence was caused between us, I hope it had nothing to do with me. But... I was wrong. "For how long would you keep your secret, Keatton?" I looked up to where the voice originated. "Pardon?" I don't get what he is trying to say. "You heard me clear and precise. I don't want to repeat myself," he looked at me as he fed himself. I gave him a q
My eyes are swollen. I can't believe I am doing this again. Tears became non-stop as we head going to His company. I opened my phone and texted Daddy Dominick. He never failed to text me and update what he has been doing. I wiped my tears. The weather too was joining me on my sorrowful day. The clouds were gloomy. Dad and Mom are silent and also me. The painful part about crying is that you'll cry in silence. I could see from the window that we are almost at the company. My heart aches so much. Is this fate? Or am I destined to be some kind of trollop to him? "Enjoy your day, baby. Daddy is also heading to his intern. A'right. If you have free time. I can come to pick you up there," he said in the text. I smiled. How come I deser
"Why the fuck are you crying?" He asked. As he pressed the elevator it opened. He enters. But I was hesitant to enter so he pulled me again as Dr. Karsyn was tightly holding my pulse. My head down and I sobbed low. "Why the fuck are you crying!? I haven't done anything to you yet!" He yelled. It was only the two of us here in the elevator. His blaring voice was piercing to my eardrums. I closed my eyes and tried hard to stop crying but it wasn't effective. "Damn you nasty second-rate cunt!" Here he goes again with his insult on me. It always left me thinking and wondering to myself what have I done to him that made him have the audacity to insult me? As I rem
"Ahhhhhhhh!!" And he laughed eerily. "P-Please re-remove your fingers in my ass, Dr. Karsyn. It hurts so much," I felt like there's a tissue inside me that snapped. "Don't you like to be fingered in the ass without even saying? Don't you like to shove my fingers to your ass without stretching you out to lubricate you before fingering? Because I do love it raw and dry," he thrust faster his fingers inside me. It hurts. It is very painful. Three fingers he inserted inside me without telling me. He just shoved it like my ass is stretched. But it ain't. And now he is loving it. "Ngaaaaah! Stop! Ouch! Dr. Karsyn please, I might bleed in no time," "Then bleed for m
"Ngghhhhh," I grimaced as my eyes opened. Did I pass out? I bet I am. The cold floor was my bed. I can no longer feel any fingers on my hole. Perhaps He is done. I turned around to see that I was fully naked. I passed out on the floor with no clothes on. My hole does throbbed and palpitate like hell and stings like a bitch. I looked around to see that Dr. Karsyn was busy dealing with tons of papers. I pretended to sleep on the floor again. This would be way more better than he would see me awake. He might do things that would make me hurt and disgust myself. I wish someone could help me with this. My family can't so, I'm praying that other people can. It took me almost an hour faking asleep on the floor. My whole body came cold. I cough
I cleared my throat. Annoyance was visible in his eyes as he looked at me. "C-Can I have m-my phone, please?" But he just stared at me with those chartreuse green cold eyes. The outside was already dim. Neither a chance he gave back my clothes. After we ate, Dr. Karsyn sat back on his chair. And I was just sitting on the couch as I hug my knees. Damn cold right here. But Dr. Karsyn doesn't give a fuck about me. And as expected. I receive no response. Great. How am I supposed to call or text my parents with this? How am I gonna call off Daddy Dominick's plan? "Hello?" "Damn yes?" He mocked. "C-
"Get in now!" He yelled. "W-Wait," I respond with my head down. I wasn't able to move freely because my cum was sticking in between the tip of my dick and in my briefs. The cum hardened and acts as a glue on it. Plus, Dr. Karsyn scattered the cum all over my shirt. And now I'm smelling like rotten string beans with chlorine. My head still hurts like hell. I don't know what runs to his mind but he just banged my head hard on the walls of the elevator. Thank, God it did not bleed nor cast a wound or scar on it. But the downside of it was my view is spinning round and round. I wanted to throw up but I can't. As I enter the car's door, suddenly, he kicked my ass. My head hit on the other door of his fancy car. "Lazy ass bitch," he whispered. And he loudly slams the car's door. "Palace. Now," he commanded on the driver