I wish someone would make me hold my pussy open for them while they beat my clit until it’s swollen and bruised and I’m sobbing and begging for it to stop. And then tell me if I can rub my clit until I come they won’t rape me. If I can’t obviously they force themself inside my sore little cunt and insist on helping by torturing my clit some more. And if I do they clean me up while I sniffle and whimper. And rape my dry cunt anyway because who the fuck could get off to something like that but someone meant to be a rapetoy?
Dad that’s just so pent up that he needs to get off so he bursts in your room and uses you at night apologizing the whole time for doing this
"mm..?"
"shit, don't wake up, i'm sorry kiddo..."
i stirred to the feeling of warmth, then confusion, then an unbearable fullness that pulled a sleepy whine out of my throat. i felt a pair of hands tighten on my tits, pulling me back against a warm chest. one of those hands came up to cover my mouth, and the fullness inside me shifted, making my eyes roll and a shudder go down my spine.
"daddy's sorry, kiddo..." i recognised my fathers voice, now, almost breaking with guilt. sleepy realisation descended upon me- my dad was fucking me while i slept. "i just- it's been so long since your mama left- you look so much like her, god- i needed this so bad, baby boy, you understand, don't you?"
i squirmed a little as my father started to slowly thrust, just little movements back and forth that made sparkles light up in my tummy. his breath was hot and heavy against the back of my neck as he held me tighter, muffling my noises against his palm and groping my tit as he started to fuck me in earnest.
"fuck, that's it baby, i'm so sorry, just take it," dad moaned lowly into my ear- i could feel his tears dripping onto my shoulder, even as he picked up the pace.
"uh, unh, daddy," i whimpered sleepily into his hand, warmth coiling up low in my gut. he cursed lowly as my cunt tightened around him, hips stuttering and burying deep before his hot, sticky cum spilled inside me.
"fuck," he panted, slowly pulling out and watching his seed dribble out of me. "i- i'm sorry, kiddo, i'll get you some plan b in the morning, okay?"
"m'kay," i murmured, already drifting back off to sleep. i felt his arms wrap back around me, his voice soft.
i feel like we dont fetishize actual whoring on here enough which is too bad speaking as someone who has been doing irl work for years. yes rape is hot but it’s also sooo hot to know you get to do whatever you want to me because i need to do it to live