till death do us part

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 4

-𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙣'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫-

I imagined her in my head. The thought of her beneath me. Her begging me for forgiveness, calling me daddy from her precious lips. These thoughts filled my head. All the good I wanted to do for her. And I'll the bad I could do to her. Fuck, now I'm hard. David called me, I calmed myself and answered the phone. "Is Christina with you? She hasn't came home." David says frantically over the phone. "No, she isn't. I'll keep a look out for her." I say. I go to continue but David hangs up on me, he's very worried.

I text Christina, no answer. I call her, she picks up. She's breathing heavy. "Hello? Christina where are you?" I ask. She whimpers, but she doesn't say a word. "Are you okay?" I ask. "I-I need you." She breathes out. She had been crying. "Evan." She says lowly. "I'm on my way." I say.

In a matter of moments I'm in her driveway. I get out of my truck and she's standing in the yard. She runs up to me and I wrap her in a hug. She begins to cry, clinging onto me for dear life. "Evan." She mumbles. "Shh baby, it's okay. I'm here now." I say and run my hands through her hair. She starts mumbling incoherent words, she must be regressing. I don't know what happened, but now isn't the time to ask.

David and Raquel aren't even at the house. I'd assume he's off with his girlfriend and Raquel is probably with some friends. I took her to the living room and put on the TV. "Big shows or little shows?" I ask her. She starts whining, something's up. Christina hates whining whether she's big or little. She just sat in my lap and began to cry again. I hold her, she's too little to talk.

She ended up falling asleep in my lap. And I mean, I couldn't complain. She would shift in my lap at times, rubbing herself against me. She continued to do so, she simply wasn't asleep anymore. It's fucking pathetic how she needed me this badly. Even in her sleep. I let her continue, small whimpers escaping her. I knew she was trying to hide this from me, but I'm not as stupid as she thinks she is. I could feel her legs tensing, she was close. She started breathing heavy, but there's absolutely no fun in letting her have her way.

Right before I knew she would finish, I shook her awake. She poked her bottom lip out and began pouting. I brushed her hair back into place and smiled. "Daddy, I'm still sleepy." She groans. She thinks I'm stupid. I smile at her. "I think the wetness in your panties begs to differ." She looks at me distraught, but she knows exactly what I'm talking about. "No I'm not." She says and crosses her arms. "You're such a needy slut for me huh? You needed me so bad that you wanted me in your sleep." I say. She watches me and blushes, covering herself in her hands.

"We can either do this my way or my way. You have no say in anything." I smirk. "You suck." Christina mumbles. "Well I'm pretty sure you suck and swallow." I laugh. "I'm fine now, you can go home." Christina smiles. She's putting up a front. "I know you're not and you're fucking horny. Sound about right?" I ask. She doesn't say anything, she falls quiet again. I wait for a response, waiting, watching. But she never brings herself to it. "Okay, have it your way." I say to her and pat her head. I remove her from my lap and sit her in the floor. "Where are you going?" She asks me. "Home." I reply.

She follows me out to my truck like a lost puppy. I push her up against my truck and run my hand down her body and in between her legs. "Please." She whispers. "Ask nicely." She looks at me as if I just shot her. I move my hand faster, whimpers turn into moans, I have her where I need her. She just needs to submit to me. She nods her head, to far in her head to form words. "Such a dumb puppy for me huh? Can't even form words." I smirk. I haven't even took her panties off but she's soaked through them. I sit her in my truck and slide her panties down her legs.

Her moans fill the air. Watching her play with herself, begging for me to touch her. "No, you wanted this remember? Big girls can do this themselves." I smirk "Don't stop now, you've brought this upon yourself." "Please daddy, I need you so bad." Christina manages to speak. I remove her hand away from her, and she whines from the loss of contact. She whines, begging for me. "Daddy, please please please." She whines. "No, only good girls get to cum." I smile and pull her panties back up her legs.

"You suck and I hate you!" Christina yells at me. I look her up and down, in utter disbelief that she's talking to me like that. I grab her by her hair, she whimpers, kinky fucking bitch. "I don't know who the hell you think you're talking too, but it sure as hell ain't me!" I slightly yell at her. I make her lick her own juices out of my leather truck seats. Once I'm satisfied with her work, I grab her face and make sure she's looking at me. "Now, you dumb fucking puppy, if you ever think about yelling at me again, I will make sure you can't thinking straight for a week. I will make sure everyone knows I own that pretty ass of yours. And you'll be able to cum for me on command anywhere and everywhere I please. Do you understand me?" I tell her. She rapidly nods her head. "Yes daddy." She responds to me.

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