He reached between her legs, his thumb resting at her deliciously wet entrance and his fingers rubbing her clit in tiny gentle circles.
“Yes,” Violet moaned. Finally he was touching her.
“Would you like me to bathe you again soon?”
“Yes!” Violet panted, arching her back to feel more of him against her.
Patrick brought his hand down hard on that round ass that he was enjoying looking at so much. Violet squealed and a red hand print instantly appeared on her tanned skin.
“Yes, what?” Patrick prompted.
“Yes please, daddy,” Violet corrected, breathlessly.
Patrick rubbed where he had hit her, continuing to pleasure her with his other hand.
He spanked her again, leaving her barely enough time to recover from the pain before he struck her backside with another blow – one after the other until he could see the purple welts forming on her skin. He smiled to himself, remembering a time where he had brought her over his knee and done the same, albeit quite a bit gentler. She had made very different noises to the ones she was making now.
She took it like a champion, not once protesting or asking him to stop. He knew she needed the discipline he was giving her.
“I’m going to break you in,” he told her, removing his belt and strapping her wrists together behind her back. “Teach you some manners, and train you.”
Patrick covered his hand with his daughter’s wetness, and began using her own juices as lubricant for her asshole. It was a tight squeeze for his finger, and he could feel himself throbbing at the thought of burying his cock in there.
She relaxed around him and he worked his finger in and out. Violet could hear herself moaning and asking for more, but the sounds didn’t feel like they were coming from her.
“You want some more, puppy?” she heard him ask. Her cunt tightened every time he called her that.
She nodded eagerly, wanting nothing more than to be filled by him.
She heard the zip of his jeans and wiggled her butt impatiently, which earned her another spanking.
Patrick guided himself towards her ass once he had let a glob of his spit fall down onto it. He pressed against the puckered hole, waiting for that sweet tightness he knew he would feel once he managed to push the head inside.
Violet felt the pressure in the place she was not expecting and tried to buck Patrick off her. He had expected some resistance from her, but he already knew what to do about that.
“Violet,” he said sternly but with patience, as though he had just caught her trying to sneak a cookie right before dinner. “You’ve been so good, don’t ruin it now.”
He held her in place without much effort as she continued to writhe and kick underneath him, pushing against her hole a little harder.
She cried out as she finally began wrapping around his cock, feeling parts of her stretch in a way they hardly ever did.
“Daddy, please, I’ve never done it there before! I don’t like it! Stop it!” She yelled. There had been the few brave men who had tried to slip it in once or twice, but they had quickly and sheepishly removed themselves after her protests.
“Even better. You should feel grateful that your daddy’s the one doing it to you for the first time,” Patrick said, grabbing her hair and holding her head down on the table to stop her from squirming so much. He finally popped the head of his cock through her sphincter, and – feeling quite magnanimous – gave her a minute to adjust to him before he began raping her virgin ass.
“Noooo!” She screamed when she could finally feel him moving in and out of her ever so slightly and she realised what was happening. “Get off me!”
Her screaming and shouting was useless. Panting hard, she made a sobbing sound with the slightest hint of a moan. It was a noise that made him want to start pounding her, and it was a struggle trying to hold back.
“No! Stop it!” She protested. Violet felt as though she might tear around him if he pushed any further. The frustration of having her hands bound behind her back made her begin to cry. “Please stop it,” she sobbed, “I don’t want to!”
Patrick advanced another few inches. He angled her face so she could see him out of the corner of her eye.
“You want daddy to stay, don’t you?” he asked her gently, though he knew that any threat of him leaving her would make her do whatever he wanted. “You don’t want me to go away again, do you puppy?”
Violet sniffled as he wiped away her tears, but the thought of being left alone again brought more overflowing. Her heart was racing as she tried to suppress her crying in front of him.
“Of course not!” She cried.
Patrick gave her another few inches and made her moan a surprised “Oooooooh!”
“Then behave and please me like a good girl, and I won’t have to leave again.” He hit her again, hard.
Violet didn’t respond, she continued to look at him with those big wet eyes as he pushed in to the hilt of his cock and then began to properly fuck her. The sensation of his cock moving in and out was a confusing feeling for her, mixed with pain and satisfaction.
She enjoyed the way he looked at her when she held his eye contact and began moaning openly, biting her bottom lip.
Patrick watched, in amazement, his daughter’s body bounce up and down his shaft as he moved in and out of her, impaling her ass harder with each thrust. Her moans sounded like vulnerable squeaks that made him want to hurt her and protect her at the same time.
“You like that, don’t you?” He murmured.
“Yeah,” her response coming out as a moan, soft and high pitched as he slid in and out of her. “Fuck! Yeah – I like that.”
He quickened his pace, knowing he was hurting her again as the tears formed in her eyes again. He enjoyed the degradation of it.
“I’m gonna cum,” he told her, beginning to ram her so hard the table shook.
“Please, daddy,” she said through her crying without any prompting, “Please cum inside me! That’s all I want!” She continued mouthing “please” over and over, unable to form any more words as Patrick let go of any control he had over himself.
He filled her ass up with cum, his orgasm rocking through his shaft and almost making him double over. He grunted, low and breathless, until his thrusts slowed and eventually stopped.
He spread her ass cheeks, each one a large handful, and watched his fluids leak from her body once he pulled out. Seeing the thick creamy fluid, still warm, dripping down over her glistening pussy and down her legs made him want to make her eat it.
He looked at her naked, shivering body and decided that that was for another day. He removed his belt from around her wrists and corrected his clothes again.
Violet lay in shock. She could feel her daddy’s cum leaking from her, and she hadn’t even had time to process being fucked in the ass. She felt his hand slap against her already raw backside again once her hands were free.
“Go upstairs to bed, puppy,” he told her, “It’s past your bedtime. My room is the first one on the left. I’ll be there when I’ve finished.”
Patrick began clearing away the plates and pans he had used in what felt like a lifetime ago.
Violet stood, naked in the kitchen, staring at her father in a confused and childish daze. She blinked when he started snapping his fingers at her, bringing her back around.
“I said to go upstairs to bed, Violet,” he said, sounding tired and impatient now, but his voice was still gentle. “Don’t make have to tell you again.”
Violet turned without a word and padded up the staircase. She curled up in his bed once she found his room, inhaling the scent of him on his pillows and wondering how long it would be before he came and laid down next to her.
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