Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Focus on what you need to say. To do.
Ignoring the need to thrust upward into her warmth, I gather her hair in a fist, winding it as tightly as I can, casting my eyes reluctantly toward the movie screen. On it, there is a man following a woman who is unaware of his presence. She’s giggling into her phone while he keeps his head down, a serious expression hidden beneath the brim of a baseball cap.
“What do you think about him following her?” I ask beside her ear.
Scout struggles to focus, her pretty tits heaving up and down. “I think it’s s-scary.”
I reach down between her legs, using four fingers to lightly slap her clit, quick quick quick, and moisture comes absolutely gushing out of my sweet girl, slickening our bodily connection all the more. “Why do you think it’s scary? Maybe he’s protecting her.”
“She only needs protecting from him,” Scout says, unevenly. Gasping as I begin to stroke her swelling nub with my middle and ring fingers, her flesh flexing around me excitedly.
“If she simply loves him and obeys him without question, there is nothing for her to be scared of, Scout. Can’t you see that?”
“I…um…” She lets out a rush of breath. “I can’t think. All I feel is you throbbing.”
“You make it throb, angel. You make my whole fucking body throb. Constantly.”
“Can I move now?” she begs in a whisper.
“Not yet.” I stop playing with her clit, in favor of wrapping my right hand around her fragile, young throat. Squeezing. “Admit you want the girl in the movie to end up with her hidden master, even if he’s bad for her. Admit you’re rooting for them, even if you don’t understand why. Even if it’s twisted and bad, you want to watch him fuck her, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she murmurs after a moment, and I reward her by tightening my hand.
Choking off her air completely.
“It’s exciting, isn’t it? A man so obsessed with you, he can barely function. He lives, eats and breathes you, moans your name in his sleep, carves it into the headboard of his bed in the dark while everyone is sleeping, beating bruises into his chest out of misery because your head isn’t resting on his pillow.” More of her stickiness glides down around my cock and I know she’s turned on by being choked while I’m impaling her. Maybe even by what I’m saying, what’s happening on the screen and how I’m interpreting it to give her a hint. The ultimate hint about who I am. “Admit it excites you. How he is. How he thinks.”
She can’t speak, only nod.
But she’s giving me honestly. I can see it in the dazed quality of her eyes.
She’s not capable of lying to me.
“Good girl, Scout.” I loosen my grip around her throat, my dick surging harder at the sound of her gasping, filling her lungs with air, and I drop my touch to her pussy again, delivering light but vicious smacks to her clit. “That’s what I thought,” I rasp into her hair. “You’re only scared because that’s what you’ve been taught. To fear what you don’t understand. But underneath that innocent freshman skirt is a pussy that needs to be preyed on, isn’t that right?”
A shudder wracks her, but she doesn’t stop juicing that dick. Squeezing up and plunging down on it, taking me to fucking heaven. “Yes, Daddy. Yes. Yes. Yes.”
“You’d know my dick in the dark, even if I dragged you out into the woods, tied your hands behind your back and shoved it into your little mouth. And you’d enjoy it, wouldn’t you? Scared or not, you’d suck it like one of those grape fucking popsicles you can’t get enough of.”
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know I’ve just outed myself as her stalker, but she doesn’t seem to notice, probably because I’m stroking her clit in a way that is guaranteed to make her come and she’s smacking up and down in my lap, the music from the movie barely swallowing up the sound of my hard flesh plunging into her wet little cunt, her mewling noises growing steadily louder. Loud enough that I have to slap my left hand over her mouth.
“Go on. Fuck my cock like you want to get pregnant. I can be a Daddy and a father at the same time. I will be everything to you at once. Your hidden master, too.” I raze her ear with my teeth, hissing my sexual pain into it. “And you’ll love it, because you were put on this earth for me, just like I was put on this earth for you. I was born to eat you fucking whole.”
Her trembles increase to the point that she’s shaking the seat violently, the movements of her hips getting faster, faster, but clumsier at the same time—a sign she’s going to come.