Yes sweetheart, it’s going to hurt. It’s going to feel like I’m trying to fuck your lungs and throat from the other side. You’ll whimper and cry at the sheer invasion of it, seeing your cute little tummy distend and flex as I bottom out in that sticky and needy little hole. You claimed it wouldn’t fit at all… And maybe you were right, although it depends how you define ‘fit’. Sure, your cunt probably want’t really designed to take something long and hard enough to punch into your cervix and then your stomach with every thrust. Maybe it feels like I’m trying to fuck a new hole in you… That’s probably why you keep squealing for Daddy to stop.
I’m not going to though. I’m going to fuck you how *I* want to. I’m going to use your holes in the way it pleases me for the simple reason that they belong to me. ALL of this belongs to me - from the tip of your nose and those big soulful, teary eyes, to the toes painted a nice delicate pink, along with every tight, drooling, flexible hole in between. It’s *MINE* and whether you whine or cry; if you beg and plead for Daddy to go easy or not; I’m going to use your body as a wet, nasty cock-sleeve to jack off in. That’s what you’re for.
That’s ALL you’re for. A nasty, filthy, broken little doll who is stuck between the fear and pain of her bodies abuse and the all consuming urge to be used and filled this way as often as possible. So flinch and whimper all you like, Kitten. It’s still going to happen.
All women should be like this.
Yes, this was for you.