Max Sharkey - Daddy_s slave

The man gloated openly, happy that he was brutalizing this helplessly bound young girl. He was proud of his rampant masculinity and his handsome face, and most important, proud of his raging cock which sliced into her pussy, rubbing her cuntwalls and stretching the taut muscles in her constricted pussy. She flexed her cunt-muscles, attempting to close her pussy-channel to thwart the entrance of his thick hard cock, but still it wormed inch by inch into her cunt.

Pounding his prick mechanically into her creaming pussy, he sneered and cursed: "Take that, you dumb little cunt! Take my hard prick into your cunt, bitch! Fuck me! You're a slave in-training, and I'm your master. I'll teach you how to fuck, you little slut! When I'm finish with you, you'll be a fine sex slave! Uhhgghhhh! Yeah! Nice, hot pussy… ripe for fucking my cock! Unngghhh!"

He jammed his prick deep into her cuntal depths, his cockshaft stirring her slippery cunt nectar until her pussy began to steam and boil.

"I hate you! I hate you! You're a sadistic butcher and I can't stand you!"

"I love it, Gloria! Your screams are music to my ears, sweetheart! It excites me and makes me want to hurt you even more!"

Gloria knew that Maxwell was a very dangerous man – a man who had total control of the sordid situation. He was fucking her rapidly, soundly, slamming his prick in with a fluid motion. She dared not rile him, she decided. There was no telling what he might do to her.

Her thoughts drifted back to the room that she had passed with her, Uncle Richard – the room with the door slightly open. She hadn't imagined anything. That girl was being tortured – systematically tortured by one of the Academy's so-called teachers. Her mind flashed on the wicked nipple-clamps that bit into the victim's tender tit-tips, and she shuddered.

She would resign herself to her fate, accept the brutal raping, and hope for the best. There was nothing else that she could do at this point. She was caught in a web of wicked, sinister intrigue. A slave-in-training, Maxwell had called her! What a revolting thought!

"Damnit! Fuck me back, you slut! Fuck me back or I'll whip the living-daylights out of you, cunt! Come on now! Cooperate with me. Obey me! I command you! Fuck back! Now!"

He emphasized his command by biting her nipple – digging his perfect, straight teeth into the tender flesh that surrounded her erect little nubbin, gnashing his teeth on her sensitive areola.

"Owwww! God, nooo!" she shrieked in agonized pain, writhing about in her restricted position. "I'll do it!"

She bucked forward, timing her swift pelvic thrust perfectly so that she met his pounding hard cock as it slammed into her steaming pussy.

A strange feeling overtook her as she dung to his prick, clasping his meaty cockshaft with her cunt-muscles. She broke out into a cold sweat and her body ached in a weird way. Suddenly, it dawned on her – she was getting hot!

This crude vile headmaster was a virile stud of a man – an expert cocksman. He knew his way in the strange, primordial world of sex. There was no doubting that.

His prick throbbed as his lengthy cockshaft rammed its way into her heated pussy, and her cuntwalls were massaged briskly by his reaming cock. Pussy-juice churned around in her well-fucked cunt, and she became hornier with every powerful stroke.

"Ohhhh," she sighed as she began to respond instinctively to the fucking. "Ohhh, damn!"

She was confused and beyond understanding what was happening to her. But it was unmistakably exciting her, raising her sexual energy and lust to heights she had never before imagined. Somehow, being tied up and raped by the masterful fucker, Maxwell, was turning her on in a big way!

His cock-strokes were expertly timed to sluice into her cunt with treat effect. She certainly didn't want to enjoy being raped by Maxwell's raging prick, but she simply couldn't help herself. She was fast being carried away on the wings of unrestrained passion. It was frightening to lose control of her emotions – especially to lose control to such a wicked and brutal, man as Maxwell.

"Unngghhh! Aaaagghhh! Yeah! Hot fucking cunt! Goddamn! Son of a bitch in heaven!" he grunted obscenely. "You're doing fine now, bitch! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

She followed his commands, followed blindly, unable to comprehend the mixed emotions which swirled about her befuddled brain. Her, thoughts were mixed – pain and pleasure, humiliation and degradation and, could it be? Yes – joy and rapture. She jerked her hips forward to receive his deeply penetrating prick. His cock sliced between her cuntlips, spreading her pretty pink pussy-flaps wide to accommodate the thick base of his prick-stalk.

"Ohhhhhhh," she sighed weakly.

Without thinking, she began to buck and wriggle her hips as best she could in her restraints. She was fucking for the man, obeying his lewd commands and his depraved desires, giving in to his demands on her body. It didn't seem possible, but she truly enjoyed being fucked against her will. Raped! That was what he was doing – raping her cunt. But now that she began to respond to his brutally pounding prick that snaked in and out of her cuntjuice-slickened pussy, she had stopped struggling against the forcible entry of his prick. She was getting into the fucking, responding to his cock-thrusts with eagerness, with pleasure.

"Mmmppphhh! Unnnggghhh! Yeah! Fuck me!"

"That's good, Gloria! Damn hot pussy! I knew you'd come around, you little fuck machine. Little slave bitch! Whore! Two-bit slut! I'm gonna fuck you silly, cunt! Fuck you into everlasting oblivion! Teach you to please your master with your cunt! Your tight, hot cunt!"

"Yes, Mr. Maxwell, teach me to fuck! Do it! Fuck my cunt! Make me cum!" she snorted breathlessly.

The horrid nightmare of being raped by Maxwell's hard cock seemed to dissipate rapidly as his rapier-like prick sluiced in and out of her hot, itching cunt. Her pussy leaked cuntjuice as she writhed about on the bed, moving and bucking and humping to receive the utmost pleasure from his cunt-reaming prick.

"I'll make you cum, Gloria! But… that's not… really important," he grunted haltingly. "What's important is that you manage to… pleasure me, to make me… cum!"

He grimaced and continued fucking her, moving his hips in a gyrating pattern that thrilled her and sent chilling sensations through tier cunt and up the length of her spine. Waves of erotic rapture broke in her head, and she closed her eyes and in the deep dark recesses of her brain, saw blinding flashes of bright purple light.

It was as if there was a big purple spotlight spinning around in her head, disorienting her and making her lose track of time and place. She momentarily forgot the sordid circumstances, the wretched condition that she was in at the moment. She dreamed that she was in the arms of same kind and wonderful lover, fucking her handsome young lover with a passion that could not be described in words. She dreamed that she was floating high up in the air, fucking and fucking, lost in space.

"Fuck me, you slut!" came Maxwell's nasty voice, tinged with anger. "Open your eyes and look at me, you slave bitch. Acknowledge your master, cunt!"

The rude awakening brought Gloria swiftly back to the harsh reality of the moment. Maxwell was raping her, slamming forward and impaling her cunt on his rock-hard cock. He was churning the cuntjuice in her pussy, stirring up her passion and lust in such a way that she had lost control over her own body.

She was fucking him back with mighty pelvic thrusts, pressing her cunt onto his cock as he shoved forward, moving his powerful rock-hard cock swiftly in and out of her hot pussy. Her cunt felt like it was burning up from the lewd friction caused by his slicing cock as it dug into her pussy. Erotic fantasies intermittently filled her brain, but they were soon diminished by his crude, obscene curses and exhortations.