Deflowered

Literotic asexstories – Deflowered by zenar01,zenar01
(sub POV)

CN: CNC, rape, capture, forced penetration

The Daddy Domme uses they/them pronouns and the sub approves of all pronouns but uses mostly she/her in scenes. The sub has a vagina but that is no indicator of gender. The Daddy uses a strap on.

There are no negotiations mentioned as the erotica takes place fully in the roleplay world. All play in real life should be safe, sane & consensual or it is not play at all.

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Everything is blurry even with my eyes closed. When I try to open them, I find a blindfold pressed against my cheekbones. I am tied spread eagle on some cold hard surface and when I try to shake the eye coverage off, all I get is a giggle from somewhere above me.

“Someone’s awake finally.” I turn my head back and forth trying to locate the mystery voice.

“Get me out! Let me go!”

“Oh honey, nobody is going to hear you down here. I’ve been planning this for months. You are mine…forever.”

“No! I–You’re a monster! Get off!”

“Now now, that’s no way to speak about your new Daddy.”

“You are never going to be my Daddy,” I growl.

“We’ll see about that, sweetheart. Let’s begin.”

“Wait wait, begin wha–” I gasp out before they cover my mouth with their thick palm. I shake and rattle the chains locking me down until I feel their cold hand on my thigh. Suddenly I freeze and they chuckle.

“Mmhm, realizing how helpless you are?” They stroke their fingertips around my knee. “Here is how this is going to go. I have three rules for now and they all boil down to you no longer having freedom.

(1) You will be forever chained up. You no longer have the ability to move. I will choose how and where you are forced to be. In a box, under my body, suspended in the air, sitting in your own filth. Your body is mine.

(2) You will learn to derive pleasure from my pleasure. My kinks change constantly so long as they are grounded in control. Some weeks I might choose to never let you cum and others I might leave you with a hitachi on your clit for hours on end. So long as I am happy, that is all you need to worry about.

(3) You will call me Daddy. Punishments are irrelevant — I will punish you when I want to punish you. However, I will learn your worst fears and implement them as necessary should you call me anything but Daddy.”

“Nod so I know you heard me, pet.”

I nod but slowly. I’m not sure this is real.

“Good. Good. I chose you, doll, because of this,” they say and suddenly ghost their fingertips over my unshaven pussy. I pull away with the half an inch of slack in my chains but they just follow me.

“Tsk tsk tsk, don’t worry. This untouched tight cunt will welcome me in whether or not you are on the same page.” They rim the edge of my lips with their nail and I whimper.

I’ve never been touched down there. I’ve never wanted to be touched down there. I shake my head away from their muzzle of a hand and let the only words I have spill out.

“Please. Don’t do this. Don’t rape me.”

“Ooooo what better way to lean into non consent than to pull out one of my favorite words? But it isn’t rape when your body belongs to me, baby. Let’s begin then.” They shove a ball gag in my mouth, cutting off any of my pleading ramblings.

“Lucky for you, we are in no rush. First, I am going to learn your body like it is an extension of my own — because now it is an extension of my own.”

They draw circles all over my skin. I tense up anytime they pass over a particularly sensitive patch — my underarms, my inner thighs, my neck, my breasts, my feet. They transform those spots into targets and begin attacking them with various implements — ice, spikes, teeth, tongue.

I originally tried to resist giving them reactions. But after what felt like hours my adrenaline filled body began to betray me. Soon enough I was shaking my head back and forth to try and express my lack of consent the only way I still could.

“You’re denying what your body needs, pet. Feel this?” They slice a finger through my folds and wipe it on my forehead. “You are mine now.”

I keep squirming for what feels like forever. They back off and begin stroking my sides. I relax a bit and try to breathe, still in shock.

Suddenly, a singular finger stabs into my wet vagina. I react immediately, squirming upwards and making as much sound behind my gag as I can.

“Very nice,” they say while wiggling the singular digit. “Very tight.” They add another finger soon enough and begin pumping.

“Shhh it’s just practice. This is smaller and slower than I will be in due time. Breathe into it, bug.”

After what feels like ten fingers later but is supposedly only three, they place something cold and wet against my clit. They jam whatever silicone lies in their hand deep into me then it begins to vibrate.

“I know, I know. It hurts a bit, doesn’t it? Can you feel that buzzing shaking your entire skeleton? Yes I can see that you do. You’re dripping.” I instinctively try to push out the vibrator from my cunt but they quickly push it back in.

“No no! Don’t push it out or I’ll have to tape it there. This bad boy needs to loosen you up while I make arrangements. Good girl.” They pat my mound and I jump against my chains.

They go to my ankle cuffs and loosen the chains. I am too distracted to try and get away but it doesn’t matter anyways. They wedge something thick under my hips and tighten everything again so my hips are propped up high.

I’m left alone in the strange setup. My eyes are rimmed with tears below the blindfold and I am distracted enough to flinch when they blow on my vibrating pussy.

“Ready doll? I’m going to give you a nice view,” they say and rip off my blindfold.

When I open my eyes, I have to blink several times to clear my vision. I am greeted with a view that pushes my heart into my throat.

Daddy–no, my captor–kneels between my tied legs with a large strap on buckled to their hips. They are admittedly beautiful and a small part of my brain relaxes knowing that they aren’t some ancient wrinkly man.

That is until they start rubbing my clit. Then all relief fades away. They ignore my squirming and delight in my shocked expression.

“Excited?” They pull out the vibrator and pause at the opening of my cunt. “Because I am.”

Then they sink partially inside.

I scream behind the gag and rattle my chains barely audible behind their cackle. They pull out and smirk at me before removing my gag.

“Please, no. Stop. I’m begging you.”

“What, you don’t want the rest of it?” They ask innocently.

“That wasn’t all of it?!”

“Oh honey. You aren’t going to survive this. But it will be fun all the same.” I shake my head so hard my brain rattles. “What? You don’t think it will fit? Don’t worry, I’ll force it for you.”

And then they press all the way in.