Daddy unbuckles his belt and takes his cock out. “You know what to do.”
I get on my knees, and he pushes his cock to the back of my throat, making me gag. He thrusts until I’m choking and gasping for air.
It’s just a blowjob. An act I’ve done hundreds of times before, but August’s words come back to me. Sex is supposed to feel good, isn’t it?
Daddy holds my head and forces his wide girth deeper down my throat. I’m struggling to breathe, and my vision blurs as he grunts in pleasure with each push of his hips.
“Take it like the dirty cumslut you are,” he says as he shoots cum down my throat.
I gargle, almost inhaling it up my nose, and swallow.
When he’s finished, he grabs my hair and jerks my head back, leaving me spluttering and a trail of cum dripping down my chin. It’ll hurt to swallow, and my eyes will be red for days, but this is only the start of what Daddy has planned.
“Follow me, Clementine,” he says. He stops me as I try to stand up and pushes me back down. “Stay on your fucking knees. I didn’t tell you that you could walk.”
I crawl after him, conscious that August’s cum is still leaking out of me and has dried hard on my inner thighs. When Daddy discovers it, being on my knees will be the least of my worries. The hard floor hurts, but I know better than to complain. Daddy pauses at the wall adorned with his unique toys. A shudder of dread trickles down my spine as he selects a leash and collar alongside an accompanying remote control.
“If you’re going to be disobedient,” Daddy says, kneeling and fastening the metal collar around my neck. It’s tight enough to make me breathless but not enough to restrict blood flow completely. “I’ll have to make sure you don’t misbehave again.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I respond.
He walks quickly, too quickly for me to keep up. Whenever I go too slow, he presses a button on the remote, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
“Stand up,” he orders.
I do as he says, wobbling and unsteady.
He grabs my shoulders and shoves me onto a nearby bed, like the ones you’d find in a doctor’s office for female examinations. He ties my hands to my sides using restraints built into the bed and unclips the leash. He leaves the collar in place.
“Spread your legs for me,” he says, grasping my ankles and putting them roughly into stirrups. He uses a strap to tie them there.
I’m exposed, laying open and bare.
There’s nowhere to hide as Daddy stares at my wrecked pussy and August’s cum filling me. He roughly shoves a speculum inside me. It’s cold and uncomfortable, but he doesn’t care as he cranks it wider to get a better look. I can’t hide the evidence.
He shakes his head and exhales in disapproval.
“Daddy,” I whimper.
“No talking,” he snarls, silencing me. He grabs rubber gloves from a drawer, puts them on, and spends a few minutes probing my insides. “I can see what you’ve been doing, Clementine.”
“Daddy, I can explain!” I plead.
“My friends were right about you,” he says, taking off the gloves with a snap and hurling them across the room. “You’re a dirty little slut who is desperate for cum. We agreed that you weren’t allowed to fuck your pets, and without protection, you should know better.”
My heart rate slows again.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I say. “I couldn’t help it.”
It’s the first lie I’ve ever told him.
“It’s unacceptable,” he says. “You’ve broken our rules. If you behave like a brat, I’ll treat you like one. I’ve spoiled you too much, haven’t I?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I stammer.
“We need to get you all clean again,” he says, then spits in my gaping hole, mixing his spit with August’s cum. I get turned on by the sudden warmth and thought of the two people I’ve loved the most filling me with their spit and semen. “Daddy will need to teach you a lesson.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I repeat.