Daddy tells me I’m a whore.
When his hand is rubbing me and he’s sucking and licking my nipples knowing it makes me wet as fuck, he tells me I’m a whore.
“You’d let anyone fuck you when you’re like this, wouldn’t you?”
I murmur or groan out a yes.
“I could get a group, any number of men in here and have you blindfolded and you’d beg each one of them to fuck you, wouldn’t you?”
I am so fucking horny I say yes.
“You wouldn’t care who all these dirty old men were, you’d just want to feel their cocks slamming into your cunt over and over, wouldn’t you?”
I don’t want to admit it, but I do.
“You’re a filthy, disgusting little slut. Tell me what you’d say to them…”
I tell him that I’d say I was a whore. I tell him I’d beg them to just use me. I tell him whatever’s in my head, whatever comes to mind, whatever I think or know I’d say.
“Would you call them daddy? Would you even care who it was who was using you as a little cumdump?”
He knows I’m getting closer, he’s getting faster. My nipples are begging to be licked again, I want to be fucked and come and be spanked all at the same time.
“I’d tell them all the things they could call you, it’d only make you wetter. A little whore, a little slut, a little fucktoy…”
I know it’s true, I’d do anything just to come right now, I know I’d let anyone use me.
“Maybe daddy’ll take you dogging. You wouldn’t care who was watching, you’d just want to be fucked. Get one to stick a finger in your arse, get another to lick you nipples… You’d just lie there loving every second, you little slut…”
I know I’m going to come, and he responds by upping the ante. Sucking harder, licking harder, rubbing harder.
“Come for daddy, you fucking, dirty, filthy, slutty little whore…”
I come hard, and am instantly back to reality. Feeling my own juices soaking the sheet beneath me. Feeling entirely sated. Knowing full well that everything he’s said to me and I’ve said to him is true.
