Continuation of Chapter 5
"I'm not done with you yet," Issac said.
He grabbed my hair in his hand and pulled gently. I moaned.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked. "On your knees slut."
I quickly climbed off the bed and got on my knees. I leaned forward to take him in my mouth. He pushed me away.
"You had your chance to do it your way," he said. "Now, you do it my way. Show me what that pretty little mouth of yours can do besides be sarcastic."
I looked up at him. He told me to open my mouth, to which I complied. He tapped his cock on my tongue. I closed my mouth around him, and my tongue swirled around the tip of his cock. I opened my mouth and took him in quickly. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my head down. I gagged but promptly recovered and hollowed out my cheeks. I started sucking on his length and bobbing my head. I felt myself grow wet at his groans of arousal. One of my hands went to his sack and gently rolled his testicles in my hand. He hit the back of my throat as his hips bucked. I pulled my mouth off his cock with a pop and moved to his balls. I sucked one into my mouth and caressed the other. I stroked his length with my free hand. I looked up at him as he threw his head back.
"That's a good girl," Issac whispered. "Take it all, baby girl."
I switched balls, and he groaned. I pulled away, and he pulled my hair to force me to stand. He pushed me to the bed so I was bent over it. I moaned at his roughness. He smacked my ass and told me to be quiet.
"Make me," I challenged.
I went to look back at him, but he pushed my head down.
"I didn't say you could turn around," he said. "You think you can get away with all your disobedience? I'm going to have to punish you." He leaned down and whispered, "Let's see how long you last before you're coming all over Daddy's dick."
He was entirely inside of me in one thrust. I moaned, and he put one hand on my hip and another on my shoulder. He pulled me towards him with every thrust. He growled as my pussy hugged him tight. My fingers gripped the sheets with every thrust. He moved his hand away from my hip and put it on my neck.
"Tell Daddy how you feel," he said. "Tell me how good I'm making you feel."
I could feel myself getting closer to my release, and I suddenly got nervous about speaking. I shook my head. He gripped my throat.
"You want this dick?" he asked, thrusting harder.
I nodded pathetically.
"Tell me about it," he said. "Or you won't get it anymore. I'll leave you like this. You're so close to finishing and so needy. Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours," I said before burying my face in the mattress. "I like it when you squeeze my neck."
He growled in approval before gently squeezing again.
"Tell me more," he said.
I groaned in frustration. He stopped and pulled out almost entirely. I shook my hips and pushed back. He forced me down again.
"Tell me more, or you're not getting more," he threatened.
I whimpered. I feel so pathetic, but I love this display of dominance.
"I like it when you're inside me," I whispered.
"Like this?" Issac asked, thrusting inside me again.
I moaned and nodded.
"Words, baby girl," he said.
"Yes, Daddy," I said. "Just like that."
He started pulling my hips back to meet every thrust. I moaned. He gripped my hips tightly. I winced, and he let go. I bit my lip, finding the courage.
"Give it to me, Daddy," I moaned.
"Fuck," he said.
He pulled out and spilled his seed on my back. I moaned.
"Consider that my mark," he said.
"So I can't wash it off?" I asked.
"Nope," he laughed. "Give me a minute."
He cleaned himself and me off. He pushed me up onto the bed, and I laughed. He put the blanket over me.
"Is the princess comfy?" he asked with a smirk.
"Not until you come lay with me," I said.
He laughed and pulled on a pair of boxers. He lay next to me and wrapped his arm around me.
"Yay, nap time," I said.
He smiled and told me to shut up. I laughed, and he put his hand on my face. I licked the palm of his hand, and he wiped it on my breast.
