Daddy It Hurts Novels & Stories

– Ann said, apologetically, while he patted her on the head going: “There, there buttercup…we all make mistakes. Now stand up and bend over.” Ann stood up and touched her toes with her fingers. Daddy stood up right behind her, opening her ass and pushing his cock right in. Ann started screaming, but was silenced by daddy's right hand clasped quickly and gently over her mouth, from behind. It was clear to me he was fucking her butthole. “Daddy it hurts please stop! Daddy!” – He relented, withdrawing from her hole, finally moved towards her pussy. He stroked her gently, allowing her pain to subside into pleasure again. Then he laid on his back, motioning me over

“Please, Daddy. Fuck me. I need you so badly.” He thrust deep in one powerful stroke, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Daddy! Yes!” He set a relentless pace immediately, pounding into me with long, commanding strokes that made my breasts bounce and my body slide up the bed. Each thrust hit deep, stretching me perfectly and sending sparks of pleasure through my core. “Do not stop, Daddy! Please, do not stop!” I moaned loudly, my voice echoing off the walls.

I’m such a piece of shit. “Dammit,” I growl, burying my face in my hands as tears start to prick at my eyes. “Dammit, dammit, dammit.” “It’s going to be okay.” Mr. Owens’ voice is accompanied by a large, warm hand pressing against my back, and even though I want to shove it away, I can’t find it in me to do it as it starts to rub comforting circles. “She’s going to be okay.” He murmurs as I lean into him. “She’s going to be okay.”

it made my pulse race for all the wrong reasons. "I'm sorry, Daddy," I whispered. The word trembled on my lips, thick with a submission I hated myself for feeling. I just wanted the pain to stop. "Please, Daddy... It hurts... " Chandler’s breath hitched at the name. I saw a flicker of something dark and hungry cross his face. The grip on my hair tightened as he forced me again to look into his dark, unyielding eyes. "If you want to call me that, you better start acting like you mean it," he murmured, his voice dropping low and seductive.

DADDY LUCIFER- PART OF THE KINGS OF HELL SERIES I misbehaved. My knees ached from being planted on the aggressively cold floor for so long, but I would take the pain for as long as possible, if it meant gaining the Devil's forgiveness. I whimpered helplessly as the beast of a man pierced me with his cold eyes, ever so subtly patting his strong thigh twice. "D-daddy please-" My pleas were unfinished and went unheard as he continued to pick up the black paddle from his desk and roll up his sleeves.

This time his tone became harsher which scared and a hard slap landed on her right boob “Ahhh…. Fuckkk…. Dadyy!” Oliver smirked as Isabella moaned his name. He continued to smash and fondle her boobs, making her cry out loud. “Ahhh… Uhhh…. Ohhh…. Daddy… Please… Sloww… Please… It’s hurting… Ahhh….” "Take *twack* it my *twack* little *twack* slut *twack*." He spoke with a dark chuckle. He had imagined this scene in his mind uncountable times, her under his mercy, begging and crying in pain and pleasure.

“Daddy does not want me, right? I’m just asking if Uncle Bastian feels the same.” My heart constricted upon hearing her say those things. It hurts me that at such an early age, she was already thinking about that. Tears welled my eyes, but I blinked them away. Then, I pulled her to my body and hugged her tightly. “D-Daddy loves you,” I lied. “He doesn't love me, Mommy. But it’s okay. I have you.” “Love...” Kelly kissed both of my cheeks. “It’s okay, Mommy.”

I turn away before they notice. But of course they notice. Caspian comes to stand beside me. “Are you okay?” he asks and I nod. “I'm fine.” I reply. Zavian smiles. “You're crying.” he exposes me. “I am not.” I reply, not willing to back down. “You absolutely are.” I wipe my cheek and glare at him but he laughs. Somehow that makes me cry harder. There are moments when happiness feels almost as frightening as grief. Maybe because I know now how quickly a life can change.

"Relax your ass, Jimmy. It'll hurt less if you do." The pressure never let up. The tip of the dildo entered my ass hole. "Ouch! Mom, stop please. That hurts!" "Yet it does, baby. It hurts to have someone thrust a cock inside you when you don't want it. It hurts even more when that person is someone you love. Your father. Never mind. Let's get this over with."

“Even with the guilt. Even knowing how wrong it is.” “I do,” I gasped, rocking against his hand. “I want to be yours… but it hurts sometimes, Daddy. I feel dirty. I feel like I’m betraying her memory.” Daddy’s eyes darkened with lust and something deeper possessiveness mixed with tenderness. “Then let me make it hurt in a way you love,” he growled. He pushed me onto my back on the couch, spread my legs wide, and buried his face between my thighs. His tongue licked and sucked my clit while two thick fingers pushed inside me.