The Last Erection
The following is a fantasy, nothing more, nothing less:
Everything was perfect. I had been living with my new Daddy for a couple weeks, and it was bliss. Every day I was getting at least one load of cum from my stocky, grey Daddy. I love them thick in the waist and in the cock, and Daddy was both. We were still, I thought, in newlywed mode, just loving on each other and learning each other's bodies. Daddy was set on me being a live-in sissy wife, and I was happy to oblige. I was wearing fem clothes every day, teaching myself to do makeup, and I was already able to get my nose to Daddy's tummy without gagging on his fat cock. Well, it was a Tuesday or something, and Daddy had to go into the office that day. He said he had a bunch of meetings that he had to attend, and probably wouldn't even be home for dinner. So that was nice, to have a night off of cooking at least.
So, Daddy left for work and I thought to myself, hey, I've been a good gurl, I deserve to play with my hard clitty like the old days. Every now and then, I still enjoy stroking my dick. Sure, now I know how unsatisfying it is for the average woman, but, what do I care, I take dick in bed. The inferiority of my cock doesn't matter anymore, and I can still enjoy stroking to hot sluts getting fucked like anyone else. So, I picked the lock on my chastity cage, and sat down at the computer for some porn. I really am a bitch tho, so, mainly like goon and edge porn. I don't stroke often, so I was going to take my time. At least, that was the plan.
BAM - it's like I just got punched on the back of the head, barely 10 minutes into it. I turned around, and I did get smacked in the back of the head, Daddy had come home, and he DID NOT look happy. I was about to start apologizing, as my vision came to, but Daddy had whipped his cock out of his pants and was putting his fat softie in my lips before I could say anything. I knew at this point I was in trouble, so, I started sucking and hoped that would make it better. Daddy wasn't really getting hard right away, like he usually did, and as I was noticing that, my mouth filled up. Some spilled out before I knew what was happening. Finally, Daddy spoke:
"Swallow my piss, bitch"
Then I tasted it and smelled it and knew what was going on. Oh fuck. I tried to swallow it, but there was so much, a bunch spilled down my flat chest. Daddy finished emptying his bladder and pulled out of my mouth and slapped my face, hard. He grabbed me by my hair and took me to the bathroom. He then shoved my head in the toilet, donkey punched me again and ordered me not to move. I'm still not sure what he stuck in my boi pussy, but it was hard, and dry. He might have fucked my ass with his shaving cream bottle or something. I'll never know, I kept my fucking head in the toilet like I was told.
"Don't ever take your cage off again, do you understand me whore? I told you I fucking own you, and I'm not sure you understand that right now."
I told Daddy how sorry I was, and how I'd never do it again. At this point the dry fucking and fear had me in tears. After he made me apologize numerous times, he told me to go to bed, my crying had made his cock hard. I went to bed, and Daddy fucked me with no fucking lube at all. He just said, you deserve this, and forced his dry cock in. Still, he was only mostly hard, until I started to cry in pain again, and then his cock got hard as fuck. Which made cry louder. Which made him fuck me harder. And so on, until he finally came and put his dick back in my mouth.
"Don't make me punish you, Daddy hates to punish you, do you understand?"
I nodded yes and buried my face in his chest, and we laid there for quite a while, him holding me and comforting me. And I thought it was done. I thought I had made a mistake, Daddy punished me, and Daddy forgave me. I felt all better.
For about a week
(This is getting long, so, I'm gonna make a Part 2, as fucking lame as that is, this shit is too long)
Everything was perfect. I had been living with my new Daddy for a couple weeks, and it was bliss. Every day I was getting at least one load of cum from my stocky, grey Daddy. I love them thick in the waist and in the cock, and Daddy was both. We were still, I thought, in newlywed mode, just loving on each other and learning each other's bodies. Daddy was set on me being a live-in sissy wife, and I was happy to oblige. I was wearing fem clothes every day, teaching myself to do makeup, and I was already able to get my nose to Daddy's tummy without gagging on his fat cock. Well, it was a Tuesday or something, and Daddy had to go into the office that day. He said he had a bunch of meetings that he had to attend, and probably wouldn't even be home for dinner. So that was nice, to have a night off of cooking at least.
So, Daddy left for work and I thought to myself, hey, I've been a good gurl, I deserve to play with my hard clitty like the old days. Every now and then, I still enjoy stroking my dick. Sure, now I know how unsatisfying it is for the average woman, but, what do I care, I take dick in bed. The inferiority of my cock doesn't matter anymore, and I can still enjoy stroking to hot sluts getting fucked like anyone else. So, I picked the lock on my chastity cage, and sat down at the computer for some porn. I really am a bitch tho, so, mainly like goon and edge porn. I don't stroke often, so I was going to take my time. At least, that was the plan.
BAM - it's like I just got punched on the back of the head, barely 10 minutes into it. I turned around, and I did get smacked in the back of the head, Daddy had come home, and he DID NOT look happy. I was about to start apologizing, as my vision came to, but Daddy had whipped his cock out of his pants and was putting his fat softie in my lips before I could say anything. I knew at this point I was in trouble, so, I started sucking and hoped that would make it better. Daddy wasn't really getting hard right away, like he usually did, and as I was noticing that, my mouth filled up. Some spilled out before I knew what was happening. Finally, Daddy spoke:
"Swallow my piss, bitch"
Then I tasted it and smelled it and knew what was going on. Oh fuck. I tried to swallow it, but there was so much, a bunch spilled down my flat chest. Daddy finished emptying his bladder and pulled out of my mouth and slapped my face, hard. He grabbed me by my hair and took me to the bathroom. He then shoved my head in the toilet, donkey punched me again and ordered me not to move. I'm still not sure what he stuck in my boi pussy, but it was hard, and dry. He might have fucked my ass with his shaving cream bottle or something. I'll never know, I kept my fucking head in the toilet like I was told.
"Don't ever take your cage off again, do you understand me whore? I told you I fucking own you, and I'm not sure you understand that right now."
I told Daddy how sorry I was, and how I'd never do it again. At this point the dry fucking and fear had me in tears. After he made me apologize numerous times, he told me to go to bed, my crying had made his cock hard. I went to bed, and Daddy fucked me with no fucking lube at all. He just said, you deserve this, and forced his dry cock in. Still, he was only mostly hard, until I started to cry in pain again, and then his cock got hard as fuck. Which made cry louder. Which made him fuck me harder. And so on, until he finally came and put his dick back in my mouth.
"Don't make me punish you, Daddy hates to punish you, do you understand?"
I nodded yes and buried my face in his chest, and we laid there for quite a while, him holding me and comforting me. And I thought it was done. I thought I had made a mistake, Daddy punished me, and Daddy forgave me. I felt all better.
For about a week
(This is getting long, so, I'm gonna make a Part 2, as fucking lame as that is, this shit is too long)
3 months ago
