“Get Daddy nice and clean, but you’d better get him hard and well lubed before he pulls it out.”
Sage was good at giving head, always liked the feeling of power and control it gave her, but this… this was not her giving Roark a blow job. No, this was Roark fucking her mouth, using it before he took her bottom hole—the only one he hadn’t had his cock in today. She was proud of her skills and was pleased with herself when he loosened his hold of her head and allowed her to service him. The idea that she was his fuck toy, and he’d use her however, whenever, wherever he wanted, spiked her arousal, and she wanted desperately to pinch her own nipples. She had never been with a man who wasn’t circumcised and wondered why she had bestowed that detail on Roark. Her tongue traced every vein and fold of his cock as it grew rigid again, enjoying the difference of his staff from the others she had known. She hadn’t expected him to recover so quickly.
He chuckled in a deeply satisfied and masculine way.
“Daddy’s little girl knows how to suck cock.”
He helped her up off her knees, but she couldn’t meet his eyes. Looking down, Sage could see both her saliva and his pre-cum dripping from the end of his cock. A part of her wanted to protest, to somehow withhold this last bastion of her power and pride, but she knew it would be an empty gesture. Her need to feel him possess her in this last intimate act of claiming was too great.
“Ask Daddy to fuck your ass, Sage.”
She said nothing but nodded.
“Not good enough. Say it!” he growled.
“Roark, please?” She begged, but wasn’t sure what she was begging for. Was it for him to breach her bottom hole with his cock or not have to ask him to do it?
“Do you want Daddy to stroke you bottom hole the way I do your pussy?” She nodded. “Do you need me to spend myself in your dark channel so it’s filled with my cum? Is that what you want?”
“Yes,” she said brokenly.
“Ask me.”
Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes as he tilted her face toward his and nodded to encourage her.
“Daddy, will you please fuck my ass?”
“Yes, Pet. Daddy will use your bottom hole for his pleasure… and yours.” He smiled. “You’re going to like this a lot more than you’re going to want to. I promise.”
He led her to the bed and helped her up on her hands and knees. Sliding his hand along her spine, rump to the nape of her neck, he pressed her down into the mattress while nudging her legs apart. Roark grasped her hips and pressed his cock against her tight, dark rosebud.
“You want Daddy to fuck your pretty bottom hole?”
She could only nod. She had lost the ability and the will to respond verbally or deny her own need.
Roark positioned his cock and began to penetrate her, slowly but determinedly, inch-by-inch. His control was absolute as he pushed his staff past the tight ring of muscle. He didn’t seem rushed; it was as if he planned to use all the time in the world to show her a new way to be pleasured and to ensure she enjoyed it. It might have been easier to take had he simply sought his own pleasure in a way that humbled her. But he hadn’t.
He continued to press forward until the swell of her bottom was cradled by his pelvis. Even though he’d made her wear a butt plug, his cock was far larger and stretched her far more. He groaned as he seated himself in her ass and then began to move inside her.
Roark began to thrust gently. The movement was far different from the normally powerful stroking she’d become used to. He seemed more intent on savoring her response and allowing her dark passage to accept and enjoy this new carnal pleasure than in achieving his own release. She couldn’t help but think that her dark rosebud had to be strangling his large staff… and she didn’t care. The new sensations were wickedly exquisite.
She hadn’t expected to enjoy it. She had thought he would force her to endure, but he seemed intent instead in making her crave his touch in this way as well. Slowly, but surely, the sting from his first breaching gave way to a profound sense of submissiveness that only enhanced her pleasure. Sage had never expected to enjoy having her ass fucked, and certainly never thought to need it, but she was wrong.
Sage’s beaded nipples ached, her clit throbbed, and her pussy pulsed in the same tempo as he stroked her back passage. Her body was alight with arousal and need, just as it was when he fucked her pussy. Sage’s sighs morphed into a deep keening as he drove into her again and again. She clutched and grasped at the bedclothes, desperate for something to do with her hands.
“Roark,” she wailed. Every muscle in her body convulsed as the neurons fired, sending wave after wave of pleasure to wash over her. Her darkest channel clamped down on his plunging rod and Roark groaned in response.
“Come for Daddy. Show me you’re sorry for disobeying Daddy, and you want Daddy to use whichever hole he wants, whenever he wants.” She moaned in surrender and need. “That’s my good girl.”
The tempo and speed with which Roark moved inside her increased; his cock began to thicken as he began to spend himself. The pumping of his seed triggered an automatic response, and she came, her dark sheath clamping down on him rhythmically. When at last he was done, he leaned over her back, kissing and nuzzling her to ease her return from her rapturous flight.
