“c’mon baby, you can take it.”
the voice barely registers to you in the moment, brain all hazy, mind foggy, eyes blurry. you let out this, high pitched, whiny sound, somewhere between a moan and a whimper, cute. “can’t you?” you’re nodding before actually thinking over the question, just dumb and needy. it’s not even your fault really (it is, always running that shit). your brain isn’t working, it hasn’t worked since your thighs were pushed open and you were demanded to keep your knees near your shoulder. “that’s my girl, I knew you could.” another smack lands in your bare cunt, makes your entire body jolt and you cry out. “I need- I need-“ another smack.
“you need exactly what I’ll give to you, look, pretty pussy talking to her pa, baby.” you whine, hole clenching around nothing. you’re laying on your back, legs pushed up and apart, being kept there by the sheer threat that if you moved, they’d stop. “pa, please s’not enough!” you cry out, bottom lip trembling, hands digging into the skin of your knee where you’re holding yourself up. “not enough? I dunno sweet girl, she’s pretty leaky. I think she’s getting the exact attention she’s been craving hmm?” another smack, harder than the others. the shock of the heavy hands landing on your most sensitive parts has your body jerking forward, almost dripping your legs but quickly fixing your mistake. “f-fuck but it hurts!” you yelp out, it falls on deaf ears of course.
you’re not met with any actual words, instead you’re met with one, then two, then three rapid spanks against your puffy lips as if you’d stolen from someone. “watch your mouth little girl, don’t make me gag it.” you wait for the next spank to come, but you’re pleasantly surprised when you feel his finger run from your leaky hole, all the way to the tippy top of your slit.
This was originally me trying to write for smoke, but I dunno it felt wrong. Here’s the snippet anyways because I don’t think it’s horrible and maybe someone can make it far better than this.
