Chapter 4: Daddy's Baby

“Master, please stop…” I cried. “Please master it hurts,” I said as my thighs closed up.

“I want you to feel the pain so you can’t dream of disobeying me,” he said and placed the shower nozzle between my legs. I don’t mean I cried as I bit my lip.

He dropped the nozzle and flipped me, my face on the wall. He grabbed my back and pulled off his trousers.

“I want you,” he groaned as the tip of his cock spread downward on the folds of my cut.

“Hmmm,” I moaned softly. He tapped the tip of his cock on my wetness, coating his cock on my wetness.

He slowly thrust his cock inside as he slowly thrust his cock inside my pussy, it slipped slowly into my pussy as a soft moan came out from my mouth.

His hands travelled around my body as he kept thrusting. My pussy kept squeezing around master’s cock as he slowly thrust.

“Fuck….please master,” I moaned as he kept thrusting in.

“The more you beg the more I keep thrusting,” he said.

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“On fuck,” I moaned as I rested my face on the wall.

“Ahh… no… no… don’t you dare do that,” he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled back while his other hand wrapped around my neck choking me.

“Please master,” I moaned.

He kept thrust in and out, my breath hitched as my back arched, his hand moved from my neck to my nipples. His fingers rolled my nipple between them as he kept thrusting into me.

“Fuck… your cunt is squeezing around my dick,” he groaned.

He spread my ass as he pushed his cock in slowly.

“Ahh… you take that,” he moaned,he spread my ass deeper as he plunged his whole length in me.

“Umm… fuck,” I moaned as my legs start to close but he hold it open.

“Be a good girl and don’t stress me,” he said as he kept thrusting into me.

I didn’t know what to feel. I couldn’t tell if what I felt was pressure, pleasure, or pain. Everything mixed together until my mind felt confused. My whole body trembled from the strange feeling. My toes curled tightly as my legs tried to keep balance with the rough rhythm.

I already knew how cruel Master could be, even when my body became too weak and I collapsed from the extreme pressure, he never stopped. Sometimes he would splash cold water on my face just to wake me up so we could continue again.

It was a terrible and heartless act, I knew master was nothing but a monster. He had no care for human feelings at all. My chest tightened painfully as that thought crossed my mind.

Images of the maid's body through my head, making my stomach twist. I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment, trying to push the thought away, but it stayed there.

“Pay attention to this,” Master said.

His voice was cold as he pushed my waist down harder. My breath hitched as he forced himself deeper. My fingers tightened helplessly, and my body tensed under his grip.

“ You're nothing but my cunt… my fucking slut,” he said while still thrusting into me.

My breath came out in broken gasps. My body reacted without my control. My walls tightened around him as he moved harder, driving deeper inside me.

Suddenly he flipped me around and lifted me up.

My body jolted in surprise. I quickly grabbed his hair, my fingers digging into it tightly. My heart pounded as his hands gripped my waist firmly, holding me in place.

Then he lowered me down onto his hardened cock again.

I gasped softly when he pushed inside once more. My body shook as he began lifting me up and down.

“Fuck… mmm,” I cried weakly.

He continued moving me up and down with force. His hands grabbed my ass roughly as his pace grew faster and rougher. My body bounced helplessly with every movement.

Fear suddenly rushed through me. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, scared that I might fall.

But he didn’t slow down.

He kept going, pushing harder and faster. My body moved with every thrust as he kept fucking me up and down. My breathing became uneven, and my chest rose and fell quickly.

“Ah… fuck…” he moaned.

A moment later I felt his warm release spill on me. My body trembled slightly from the sudden change.

Then he simply dropped me down.

My legs felt weak when my feet touched the floor. I had to steady myself to keep from falling.

“Clean yourself and put your clothes on,” he said coldly before leaving the bathroom.

The door closed behind him.

For a moment I just stood there, feeling empty.

Then slowly I slid down and sat on the floor beside the bathroom door. Tears filled my eyes, and I couldn’t stop them from falling, I cried quietly, it was my fault.

All of this happened because of me. Someone had lost their life because of me. The thought kept repeating in my head again and again.

If I had known earlier, I would have stayed back. Maybe things would have been different.

I kept thinking about it until my mind grew tired. My body slowly relaxed against the door, and before I realized it, I fell asleep there on the cold floor.

Later, the sound of the maids cleaning the room woke me up.

My eyes slowly opened. My body felt stiff from sleeping on the hard floor.

I pushed myself up immediately and stood up. Then I quickly wore my white garment.

Just then, the bathroom door opened and master walked inside.

“Did you sleep here all night?” he asked.

I nodded softly without looking at him.

“Well, that’s good,” he said coldly. “It fits your filthiness.”

His words made my chest tighten again.

“Get dressed. We’re going out.”