Life sucker

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"Come here you faggot"bobby said from the stairs. I shivered and opened my bedroom door

"Yeah..."I whispered walking down them.

"Get over here"he said

"Yes father"I said and walked to him. He pinned me against the wall I winced and looked at him

"Bad girl"he said and pinches my ass

"I know father" I said and hissed

"Stay quiet"he said and pulled off my panties I nodded and looked at the ceiling He put his hands up my skirt and on my area. I whimpered quietly as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off.

"I'm sorry father please I'll be a good girl just let me go this once"I cried

"Shut it"he said and brang me this room. He calls it his punishment room I hate it so much he does what ever he wants and the walls are sound prof so no one could here any thing.

"Please daddy" I winned and and he pushed me on the bed. He came over me and flipped me on my stomach

"Hands and knees now!"he yelled

"Yes father"I whispered and propped my self up on my hands and knees so I was facing him. He crawled on the bed then got on his knees to the point his dick was in front of my mouth. He chained my hands and feet down on the bed and hen gripped he edge of his boxers. He pulled them off.. He took a scissor from the nightstand draw and cut my shirt and bra off.

"Please father" I begged and he slaped me across the face

"Shut up emo!"he yelled I wimpered and nodded. He cut my skirt off and threw the scraps of my clothes on the floor. He took his short off and looked down at me

"Suck me"he roared and brought my mouth to himself."open wide" I nodded and opened my mouth.

"Don't let me feel your teeth on it understood!"he pulled my hair.

"Yes father"I said and he shoved him self in my mouth and down my throat."no gagging either"

I started to suck him and clenched my fist trying not to gag. The chains rattled as I played with the bed spread not trying to focus on his dick down my throat. He pulls my hair hard and a moan escaped my lips

"It's not that bad of a punishment now is it"he smirked and started to thrust himself in my throat (throat fucked)

I couldn't answer and that's what he wanted. He hates when I talk back to him that gives me more of a punishment so I just simply nodded. He pulled out of me with a pop and started to cum all Over my face.

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"Lick some off"he pulled my hair I nodded and licked what was around my mouth.

"That was only the begining"he said and stood. I looked at him as he took a whip out the draw. I gulped and he whipped my face and go the cum off of it.

"Please father"I said as he turned my body so my ass was toward him.

"Quiet!"he said and whipped it hard"I want you to count for me"

"One"I winced he whipped it harder 10 more times

"Eleven"I growled

"Good"he said and gave me five more licks with the braided end of the whip

"Sixteen"I moaned on accident

"Oh so that's not a punishment"he threw the whip on the floor

"Yes father"I said and before I knew he shoved him self inside my ass hole and started thrusting without letting me adjust to it inside me

"Ohh!"I yelled in pleasure

"I swear nothing a punishment for you now is it"he said going harder and started playing with my clit.

"No father"I moaned and he made me grind against him.

"Oh..?"he questioned and started to pinch my clit.

"Mmm"I moaned and he went harder. I grinded against him.

Wait why am I doing this no he hurts me but I can't stop grinding well because he's making me grind

"How does that feel"I growled suductively

"Good"I moaned and stopped my moan short

"I hate you"I said biting my lip

"What was that"he said and flicked my clit

"I hate you"I hissed

"There's my fiesty faggot I missed"he said and snaked my ass hard

"please let me go"I said and he pulled out

"Go your boring me anyways"he said and in chained me. I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around me

"Thank you"I said and ran to my room. I looked at the clock 6:45 I was supposed to be at work 15 minutes ago. I quickly put on black skinny jeans a black sweater and biker boots. I brushed my teeth and hair. I grabbed my phone and head phones and ran out of the house

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