CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN

VIOLET POV

He’s going to put his fingers in there, and I want it. It feels so dirty but I want it.

Daddy Spencer wants to put his fingers in my asshole, just like he put his tongue in there. But his fingers are big.

      Not as big as his cock.

I breathe, and make myself relax, and he groans.

 He’s horny Daddy Spencer again, and if my weight wasn’t on my arms I’d put my fingers back there and touch myself. My clit is tickling, little sparks that make my breath come out raspy.

      I feel his finger pressing against my hole, and it feels so hot. He pushes and I make a funny little grunt as I feel it slide in a little way.

      “Good girl,” he says, and it makes me feel so warm.

He pushes again, and it feels so weird, squelchy from soap as he wriggles his finger then slides it further, and I feel him going deeper. It feels like I need the toilet.

I tell him so and he lets out another one of those groans, and I need him to touch my pussy so bad that I can’t stop myself moving.

“Oh yes,” he whispers. “That’s it. Push back for Daddy.”

I ease my hips back and it feels hot, like a poker as it goes deeper. I groan and squeeze my eyes shut, and I really do need the toilet.

      “Daddy… mmm… I… I need to…”

      “No,” he says. “You don’t.”

I gasp as he pushes again, and it hurts, just a bit. He keeps pushing, and I grit my teeth, and then he’s all the way in, I know he is. It doesn’t hurt anymore. He wriggles inside me, and I’m squelching. He presses and wriggles some more and I feel it in my pussy. It aches a fluttery ache.

      And I like it.

      I really like it.

“Beautiful,” he whispers, and I feel so shy. “How does that feel?”

      I don’t know what to say.

 “How does it feel, Violet? Tell Daddy.”

He wriggles some more and I am so scared I’m going to poop on his finger that I clench real tight, and that makes the ache in my pussy so much worse.

      I moan, and I don’t sound like me at all.

      “Tell Daddy, Violet.”

      “I… I like it…”

“Tell Daddy how it feels to have his finger in your ass, sweetheart.”

Squirmy. It’s so hot and squirmy… and amazing…

 “It feels…” I suck in breath as he slides it in and out. “Ah… Ah, Daddy… that feels so nice…”

In and out, in and out, and it doesn’t hurt, not even a bit, not even uncomfortable like it did at first…

“That’s right, sweetheart, take it. Take it for Daddy.”

 I move as he moves, the water splashing under me as I jerk against Daddy’s thick finger as he squirms it inside me, and then there’s his thumb, pressing against my pussy, right against my clit, and I can’t stand it, I can’t stop grunting.

“Daddy’s going to make you come. You’re such a good girl, Violet, such a good little girl.”

 I feel on fire, my ass clenching and my pussy too, and my breath in rasps. “Daddy… Daddy, please… don’t stop… don’t stop, Daddy…”

      I don’t recognise myself, and I can’t stop, can’t stop begging as he rubs me and pushes his finger in and out.

 And then there’s more… I feel another finger, and I groan but don’t stop moving… and it hurts, a burn as he pushes that one in too.

“Daddy’s going to fuck your ass, Violet,” he grunts. I wonder if he means right now and I don’t care. He could put anything in there and I wouldn’t care. “Soon, sweetheart, soon Daddy’s going to give you his cock.”

      “Please…” I hissed. “Oh God, Daddy, please don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

      I slam forward as he makes me come, slopping water over the side, and my hair is slimy with conditioner, pressed to my cheek as Daddy fucks me with his fingers and my ass burns and tightens. I’m a shuddery mess, my mouth open as he keeps circling my clit, and I want him in me. I want him in my pussy.

      I want Daddy’s cock inside me.

      “Yes…” I whisper. “Oh, Daddy, yes…”

      I jerk, and wriggle and hiss. His fingers keep on fucking my ass. My clit tickles and pulses and I cry out, my legs trembling.

      And then I’m done.

      I breathe.

      He pulls his fingers out with a squelch, and my ass feels open wide. I can feel where he’s been.

      He gives my ass a slap. “Time to wash that conditioner out,” he says.

      I roll over and tip my head back like a good girl.