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The door slams, and I go still as the quietness of the house against the prattling of the rain overcomes me. Stillness… all I hear is stillness. I rub my head against the couch, trying to get the blindfold he’d placed on me free, but that son of a bitch tied it securely. What the fuck is he, a boy scout?!

No… all jokes aside, I need to get the fuck out. I squirm, trying to get out, but my body feels like jelly, and my pussy feels… well, it doesn’t. The mother fucker placed the vibrator on me, and now I can’t even feel my pussy and whatever the fuck is in my ass. It— Ugnnn, it… it keeps sl-slipping!

I pant, trying to get out of the binding he’s got me in, but no matter how I twist, turn, and wriggle, I’m stuck.

“FUUUUUCCKKKK!” I shout at the top of my lungs, but the only thing that greets me is stillness. I plop against the wet couch, trying to think, but my brain feels foggy from lack of sleep and food. I don’t know how long I’ve been awake, I just know the sun had gone down a while ago and… it feels like it’s been hours since I’ve been alone.

Earlier, if I tried to fall asleep, he’d smack my ass but now… in this quiet creaky house… unable to move or see, my throat clogs up. I’m really by myself.

“H-Heeeeeeyy! Saw!” I call out, listening for his heavy footsteps out the door, but nothing… I swallow, shifting on my aching knees. “S-SAW! ST-STOP FUCKING J-JOKING!” I shout, heart racing, but nothing.

I hear a creaking noise and instantly I jump, turning my ear toward the noise… listening to see if it’ll come again, but nothing…

My breathing picks up, and so does my heart rate when the rain from outside starts to downpour. D-did he really leave me?

Panic ensues and in my foggy, sleep deprived and starving state, my head begins swimming with all types of shit. Will he leave me here… will I be able to get out of this… will someone find m ? —

A thunderous bang of what sounds like lightning shakes the house as the whirring trees batter the roof. My breathing escalates when a loud, whistling sound akin to a freight train can be heard in the distance as the winds pick up significantly. Living in Texas I’m all too familiar with the fucking sounds of the hurricane that’s coming through.

Fuck no! I struggle, panting as the winds get closer and the house rattles.

“SAAAAAAWWWWW SSAAAAAWWWWWW!!! FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK SSSAAAWWWWW!!!!! HEEEELLLLLPPPPPP!” The house shakes and I try to get out of the rope, thinking this son of a bitch is going to get blown away, but I go completely fucking still when I hear the creak of the door. “S-SAW?!” I perk up, heart thumping.

But he doesn’t answer and the knob jangles terrifyingly as if someone is trying to get in.

“SAW I SWEAR! I SWEAR IF THAT’S YOU!” I pant, but it can’t be. Why would Saw be in the rain?! Why would he lock himself out there? Where would he go? Oh God… my mind spins with all types of fucked up scenarios, each one making more sense than the last, but somehow, all avenues leave me more terrified than the other. I’m really alone! H…he left me here to die!

My heart beats so fucking hard I feel dizzy. My body tenses up, and my mind goes blank. My pussy clenches and my entire being becomes restless.

GOD PLEASE! PLEASE! Banging ensues and I about piss myself when the rain sound gets louder and a haunting parade of screams comes through.

“O-our F-Father…” I tremble so hard my teeth chatter, but I can barely finish the rest. I hear the door bang open, and the cold air, along with the rain from the hurricane, sting my ass as I let out a scream at the top of my lungs, praying.

“SAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW I wheeze, out of air, fear gripping me when I feel cold hands grip my waist and my heart shoots up to my throat “DAAAADDDDDDYYYYY I’LL BE A GOOD GIRL PLEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAASSSSSEEE!”

“Cum for me, Birdie.” My brain… I feel suspended in air… anxiety, horror, relief… all of it blends together and my mind seizes. My body convulses, pussy spasming, gushing cum.

Time seems to go still and my body feels like it’s floating. The hurricane disappears, and nothing else exists… he didn’t leave me… I’m not alone. Relief fills my body and tears pour from me.

“Say it, Birdie…” I hear Saw speaking somewhere in the distance.

“I’m Daddy’s little cum dump.”

“Slut…”

“I… I’m Daddy’s little cum slut,” I say unconsciously.

“Mmm… again…”

“I’m Daddy’s little cum slut,” I repeat.

“That’s it… now tell Daddy what you want like a good slut…” I pause, my mind unworking, though subconsciously… subconsciously I don’t need to think about what I want. I know… I’ve always known… but even now suspended in this space… to say those words…

I weep, trying to hold on to the last shred of dignity I have left.

“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want?!”

“Nothing!” I lie, wheezing, tears streaming from my eyes, but I feel his hands leave me… these hands feel like a lifeline.

“Then you don’t need me,” I hear him go to leave and fear… a fear worse than having his knife at my throat. I feel him leave my side, and I whimper.

“D-don’t,” I whisper, ashamed. That shame seems to be what he craves because I feel him pull loosen the rope just enough to bend me over the couch before tightening it again. He pulls that thing from my ass and lines the tip of his dick in its place, spitting before I feel his dick pulse. A gnawing hunger that I’ve kept buried in me leaves my pussy, ass, and throat wet.

“Don’t what?”

“D-don’t l-leave me…” I cry scared, but this thing clawing at my belly...

“I’m fucking bored of you playing the good girl, Birdie. I saw the slut that wanted to be brutalized by this dick when I looked into your eyes in the prison. Say it. Be free. Let go. Stop pretending and tell me what the fuck you want.” His words… it’s as if he’s peering into my soul…

I hate him… I’m scared of him… but…

“You were made for me, Birdie. This body that gushes when it’s harshly fucked and punished,” he pauses with a grunt, thrusting deep into places I’m surprised he’s yet discovered, knocking the air from my lungs. “This fucked up mind that submits when I simply give you a look,” he growls, licking the sweat pooling at my collar, forcing me to quiver.

“You knew your Owner the moment you laid eyes on me. Just like I knew you were meant to be mine and the depravity you yearned for. Now break, and hand what belongs to me with a smile on your face, and I’ll give my nasty little bitch everything she TRULY desires. Down to the very things you were plain fearful to ask for in bed,” he rasps, voice a low, resonant tremor that seems to vibrate within my very bones.

I’m holding on by a thread, but as he pounds relentlessly into me, each thrust crushing my spirit, each bite twisting my mind, each delicious glare nudging my heart. Fuck... I hate how much I fever for it.

That delicious, mouthwatering pain… the pain women don’t want to feel while fucking… the pain women shy away from when they have a partner… the pain I relished in when I lost my virginity from the searing burning of my hymen tearing. I… I miss it… that pain… the pain I know others will call me a monster for desiring… the all-consuming yearning to serve that other women will call me a pick-me for…

I weep, holding it in as he slides further into my ass, filling me, pinching my clit as I float into this space that I should not feel so comfortable in…

“Say it, little Birdie…” I can’t take it…

“I… I want to not think again,” I weep with shame. “I want to be consumed and used. I want to hurt… I want pain, terror and…”

“Oh fuck yeah, keep talking,” he grunts, sliding deeper inside of me, knocking what air is left out of me.

“Use me!”

“More!”

“Abuse th-this pussy…”

“And?” his sinister voice is music to my ears and fire to my veins. He’s inhumane… he’s fear itself… I hate him…

“I…” I can’t say it…

“Sing it!” He grips my neck, tightening it, and this time…

“Break me, control me… leave nothing,” I speak and hear him laugh as his hand damn near crushes my neck, leaving me gushing. “UGNNNNNNNN!”

“My,” he pauses and pulls out. “Fucking,” he growls. “PLEASURE!” He thrust forward in this space where I feel no one can touch me. I lick my lips and boldly thrust back, wincing at the sharp pain as his big ass dick rips through me, making my eyes roll to the back of my head, leaving me a sniveling mess.

I never thought I would get to experience this kind of pleasure… I never thought I would get to feel this kind of all-consuming pain. My body feels like it’ll break with each and every one of his punishing thrusts.

His animalistic grunts as he uses me like I’m nothing but a doll built for his pleasure… his little cum dump… in this moment, I wear that badge with honor.

“UGNNNNNN!!!” I whimper, throat sore, ass throbbing and dripping nut as I come in and out of consciousness, feeling him take me in every position he desires, but I can’t see shit. He’s still yet to take the blindfold off, and I know I’m stupid, but I don’t care… I wish he’d never take it off.

I want to walk by the beat of his drum. As he positions and fucks me as he pleases, all I hear are his grunts… his nasty filthy selfish grunts. All I feel are his hands spreading my pussy and ass… all I know is his tongue and dick invading my body. All I feel are his lips, all I hear are his words.

His commands… his rules… this way of life, I want to exist in it.

“Say it!” I hear him grunt, lifting my legs, fucking me so hard my titties bounce.

“I’m Daddy’s l-li-… little cum sl-slut.”

“Fuck, this some good pussy, Birdie…” he growls, slurping my nipple into his mouth and just briefly I feel the blindfold over my eyes lift, and I see sunlight… my vision is blurred, but in my haze, I peek over to the glass screen on the door and witness Saw relentlessly fucking me, holding my hips, pounding into me like I’m his everything. Yes!

I spread myself and my legs open as far as I can while tied, forcing him to pause, sweat dripping from him like a beast in heat.

“Birdie… what the fuck do you think you’re doing? Are you trying to get me addicted to this pussy?” he growls sweat dripping on my lips, and I lick it thirstily, moaning, feeling his dick pulse in my belly.

“Y… yes…” I pant, gasping for air. “T-take re-responsibility f-for w-what you’re tu-turning me into…”

“Fuckkkk!” he growls when my pussy spasms, squeezing him. “Responsibility, huh?” He grasps my ass hard, smacking it, and sending shivers down my spine. “And what did I turn you into, Birdie?” He snatches off the blindfold, causing me to wince at the blinding light.

“Your bitch,” I pant, watching his dark eyes go hooded and his lips tick up in a smile.

“So, what? Should I kill you, or tie you up and keep you caged?” He bites down on my neck, sending a wild shiver of pain straight to my clit that makes me gush.

“I— Ughnnnnn! I -I don’t… I don’t care… j-just -don’t l-leave me.” He gazes into my eyes like a beast staring down his prey, and even though I’m alive in his arms, I tremble, petrified of that gaze, knowing he could and would kill me at any moment for daring to make a demand from him. But he lifts me up and slams roughly into me, dick gliding in my like butter, but it hits places no one else has ever! I feel him! I want him! I’m consumed by him!

My toes curl and I feel him pour another thick rope of cum in me. Yes!

He watches me, lips turned up into a mocking smile as his big hands go around my neck, squeezing, but he’s not going to get a protest out of me.

His dark eyes glare, squeezing, snatching my breath away, dick growing harder in me, my hands bound behind my back, and my legs thrown over his shoulder. A bitch folded like laundry in his arms as he squeezes tighter… tighter… tighter… darkness clouds my vision, but I see the smile on his lips. He wants to destroy me, but I spread myself for him, leaking.

“Fuck,” he grunts, squeezing so hard I know I’ll be wearing his handprint like a necklace for days. He pulls out, slamming into my pussy so hard my insides quake.

“UGGGGNNNNNN!!!” I choke out.

“Say it,” he growls. My head goes foggy as he pulls out, slamming into me again, drool sliding from my lips.

“I… UGNNNNNAHHHHUUUGGGNNNNNNSAHHHH! SL… D…MP!”

“Say. It.” He smashes into me, my eyes rolling to the back of my head, nipples hardening. I can’t speak… but I can think… I can feel… I can… know… as he harshly pounds my guts, destroying what sanity I have left. I watch my Owner destroy me gloriously, thinking the only words that matter.

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

“I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!” I think until I unconsciously start saying it out loud.

“That’s it Birdie… keep saying it…” he smiles hauntingly at me, fucking me stupid.

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I’MDADDY’SLITTLECUMDUMP!

I sway, but just as my vision goes completely dark, I hear Daddy once more.

“Say it, Birdie…”

“I’mDaddy’slittlecumd….” I slur as he chuckles, kissing my lips.

“Good girl.” My heart soars elated, knowing that I’ll never be the same after being fucked like this, as he pulls out cumming on my convulsing body. I want to rub it all over me.

Daddy never gave me an answer to my demand, nor does he need too… because I will never let him go after this. Now… now this nigga gon’ have to kill me to get rid of me… on God.