The filthy whore in me can’t control my squirt…

There are days when I’m so tightly wound and a good session of beating and fucking needs to take place. I’ve begged and pleaded and tried so hard to just push through it, but my pussy won’t allow it! Daddy has been fucking me a lot lately. Several times a day, my mind is clear for two weeks, and I am at His beck and call.

The fucking has been so intense that I now squirt for Him. So several months ago I asked Sir to take my toys away as I have a hard time staying out of my pussy and I know too much playing with them can desensitize the lady bits. So He took them and it hurt. I wanted to stuff my dildo in my pussy and have my rose on my clit till I cum shaking and do it all as he watches but I couldn’t.

Now when he fucks me I shake and I scream and I beg Him to get off of me. Cumming over and over for Him. Giving Him what I owe Him. Paying my bills. I love it when Sir uses me for His pleasure it makes me cum so hard. I’ll start on my knees bent over for Sir, shaking my ass and inviting Him to use me. Treat me like the slut I am.

“Look at this slut, wants me to rape her.”

“This bitch is a dick-hungry whore.”

“Yes Sir, please rape me?”

The things we do most would think we are crazy…but I mean we all have to be to do what we do. I’m just a filthy whore for Daddy. I let Him dig my pussy out until it is sore. In the words of Daddy, ” I hit that dirty whore button in you with my dick often”

All very true and I can’t hold it in. I instantly start gushing for Sir. There was a time when I couldn’t cum from penetration let alone squirt and NOW every time He bends me like a folding chair and hits my panic button deep in my pussy I can’t contain myself. It’s as if my pussy knows who He is and what’s going to happen next.

When Sir bends my legs back damn near folding me in half He loves touching the spot that is deep in me and then I can’t control myself. The shaking and begging for Him to stop. I can’t fight it as much as I try to push Him off me and escape the feeling of ecstasy I can’t go anywhere. Daddy holds me in place and starts rotating His hips and my eyes instantly roll back and I can’t form a coherent sentence. My pussy is gripping Him and I can’t control how I feel. Why do I cum so easy for Him? Why did He make me such a whore?

When Sir is done fucking me from the back He makes me lay on my back and hold my legs open for Him. I instantly start begging Him to leave me alone. To stop because I know what He wants and I don’t want to give it up. I don’t want to be an easy whore, but He does not listen to me.

The pleasure of His dick deep in me is painful. The pain slut in me love when Sir hurts me with His dick. I try to fight, begging again, “please stop, get off me.” Before I can get the next word out Im cumming again, crying out, my hands reaching out to push Him off me, I can feel the pressure building and the urge to release it is too much to deny it. My eyes roll back in my head as I feel His dick pounding into me.

Pulling out of me I release squirting all over his dick and the bed. Sir tells me its like a gyser and all I can do is moan.

“You just wetting up my dick bitch, easy fucking whore.”

“No I’m not!”

“Yes you are let me show you, ” he says slamming His dick back in my pussy demanding I give Him what I owe Him. paying my bills so I have a place to stay. holding a fist full of my hair and digging in my pussy I can’t help my reaction to His control over me. I give in so easily, Holding my legs for Him, letting Him have every corner of this pussy. just to try and fight and say no, to try to be defiant. Daddy fucks it right out of me.

“Daddy Im cummin, ” The words cant be held back. Thats when He starts grinding into me and squirting whore takes over. I try to buck and push Sir off me but I cant. Im stuck a squirting mess all over His dick.

“Yea bitch pay me what you owe me,” He demands as He holds his fat dick in me, right against the spot deep in my pussy. How had no one else ever fucked me like this? Why was He fucking me like? How could he reduce me to a stuttering cum slut.

Once i start squirting I cant stop. With every stroke of Daddys dick I’m shaking again, trying to run, trying to stop the onslaught of strokes hitting my spot.

“where you think you going bitch,” grabbing my hair once again holding me in place to take every inch of His fat dick, stretching me out in more ways than one, my legs ready to give out and my pussy sore and needing a break. Sir does not care how much i beg for Him to stop He takes what He wants and leaves nothing for left to cling on to.