My Captive's Heart

by Simran .

Sometimes a girl just wants to be spanked hard, have her hair pulled, and fucked into oblivion.

“Why would you do this, Mr. Smith? I’m with your son,” she reasons. My fingers involuntarily tighten around her neck. “I’m not yours to… yours to…” “Fuck?” The blush on her face deepens. “After tonight, you are.” “This is wrong!” “Then I’ll keep you here until you feel it’s right.”

“Take me home, Mr. Smith.” “Not until you say yes to being mine.” Her breath hitches. “Be yours?” “Yes, little bird.” I cup her chin. “Mine.”

“I became a voyeur of my son’s girlfriend. Do you have any idea how much you’ve tormented me?”

“That’s it.” Drawing back, he drives into my clenching walls ruthlessly. “Choke me with your tight cunt. Choke Daddy’s dick.”

Moving languidly inside my pussy through the aftershocks, he fixes his piercing blue eyes on mine. “I’m going to breed you, Molly.”

“You’re mine now, Molly. Mine to own. Mine to fuck. Mine to punish. Mine to love.”

“That’s it… Enjoy my dick. Feel it deep inside you, stretching your little cumhole,” I huskily drawl, licking her lips. “No more neglecting my gorgeous girl. I’m going to give it to you hard and rough every night. Spank your slit, your ass, your tits. Tug and pinch your nipples. Bite you like an animal. After I fuck you hard, I’ll fuck you slow until you fall asleep from all the pleasure. I’ll give you everything my son couldn’t, Molly.”

“Do you want to come?” “I hate you!” “Do. You. Want. To. Come?” “Yes,” she sobs. “Make me come.” “Who’s going to bring you to orgasm?” “You.” “Who?” “Alex!” “Who, Molly?” “My daddy!” she shouts, eyes closing.

Sometimes truly loving someone means letting them go. I’m freeing you, little bird.