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“Daddy is going to use you hard tonight. I am going to fuck you the way I have been fantasizing about for months. No holding back. No gentle daddy. Just pure dominance.” He picked up the leather belt and folded it. The first strike landed across my ass with a sharp crack. I yelped, the sting blooming hot across my skin. He struck again on the other cheek, then several more times in quick succession, painting my ass a bright pink. Each slap made my pussy clench and leak more of his earlier cum. “You will learn to love the pain mixed with pleasure, baby girl,” he said calmly while he continued spanking me with the belt. “Because this is how Daddy likes it. Rough. Possessive. Leaving marks so y

Tears of humiliation and pain streaming down my face ,I never thought I'd be in this situation just for one f"cking dinner ,I would have gone with him atleast it was better than being spanked by him ,he didn't show my any mercy this time he continued spanked me and I am helplessly counting with him Two sob left my mouth due to pain Th..three Fou..four I am wailing by now ,this is too much,I'll never forgive him for this Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten He didn't stop even now max please st...stop it I can't take it *spank* breathe stuck in my throat ,he didn't even let me finish You didn't count this one ,count if you don't want me to start from one! And another spank eleven .. .. .. .. .. .. .

“Tell me what a lying slut you are.” “I’m a slut!” she screamed, the bed shuddering with their motion. “A lying slut who tricked you just to get your cock in my ass!” “Good girl,” he praised, his hand coming down to smack her ass again, the sting mingling with the internal burn. He fucked her harder, his hips slamming into her with brutal force. The sounds were obscene—the slap of skin, his grunts, her choked cries. The whiskey bottle on the desk rattled.

I moan and squirm as he handles me. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask. He opens his eyes and swats my bare bottom. “I told you how I feel about that language,” he says. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask again. He turns me around. He pushes me against the wall of the shower. “You need discipline,” he says. His hard cock is pressing against me. He begins spanking my bottom hard. It feels so good. I am going to be a brat from now on. I cannot help but moan as he swats my ass over and over.

I whimper, arching back, my tiny ass pushed out, desperate for more of his tongue. He groans, spreading my cheeks further, his grip possessive and cruel. His tongue thrusts deeper, punishing me as he claims me. Each stroke of his tongue is harsh, relentless. He begins spanking my ass, each slap making my skin burn as he continues his brutal feast. “Fucking perfect…” “That’s enough,” I whine, trying to move away, still weak from everything he’s done. “I’m still mad at you.”

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Suddenly, without a single warning, his free hand came down hard across my bare, flushed backside. SLAP. "Hmmm!" A sharp, muffled cry tore from my throat, my teeth accidentally grazing him for a fraction of a second before I quickly caught myself and sucked him back in, widening my lips. The sudden, biting sting of the spanking flared wildly across my skin, sending a violent jolt of electricity straight down to my pelvis. Pain and pleasure merged into something I couldn't name but desperately needed. The heat spread across my skin like wildfire, making me acutely aware of every nerve ending.

he groaned, increasing his tempo, he was fucking me, whatever he did before today was vastly different from this, this felt like he was going to destroy my insides, this felt incredible. My legs shook, “Not now slut.” he says spanking my butt, I whimper, the sting sharp but it soon gave way to tiny spikes of pleasure. Another spank again as he stroked, I cried out, he reached forward, spanking my tits this time. “Oh yes daddy.” I cry, I didn’t know I was super into spanking until he does it, again and again, until both breasts were red and raw, both ass cheeks were the same, I had come over and over but it was not enough for him.

He drops behind me, frees his cock, and slams in raw. We both moan loud. He sets a brutal pace immediately, hips snapping, balls slapping my clit, one hand fisted in my hair, the other spanking me hard. “Quiet, baby,” he growls, but he’s the one groaning my name. “Jake—harder—” He spanks me again, again, until my ass is on fire and I’m sobbing into the sand. “Gonna fill you up one more time,” he rasps, “so you feel me tomorrow when Tyler’s grilling and you’re pretending to be his innocent little sister.”

I moaned. Another spank. Harder this time. My pussy throbbed with every slap. “You will count them,” he said. “One… Two… Three…” I moaned as he spanked me again and again. My ass was getting hot and red. By the tenth spank, I was pushing my ass back, begging for more without words. Uncle Ken stopped and rubbed my sore cheeks gently. His fingers slipped under my thong and pulled it to the side. He touched my wet pussy lips lightly, spreading my juices.