Page 41 of Kneeling for Them

“Stubborn little girl,” he says.

I hear the tearing of a condom wrapper.Turning my head slightly, I watch as Kingston slides the latex over his cock.He’s so freaking big, he looks impossible from this angle.

He squeezes my ass cheeks in both his hands, lifting me so I have no choice but to stand even higher on my tiptoes than the heels allow.A lot of my weight is pushed against the window.Kingston makes a sound of disapproval and pulls me back.

“We have to be safe, I don’t want you getting hurt,” he says.

“Please use me hard,” I say.“I need it.”

“You need it, hmm?”

“Yes,” I beg.My pussy aches with emptiness because the spanking turned me on so much.I want him to drill into me, use me, fuck me so hard I’ll feel it tomorrow every time I take a step or sit down.

He thrusts into me with no warning at all.I take him easily because of how wet and aroused I already am, and I moan.

“Fuck,” he says, dragging his cock out before slamming in again.

“Yes!”I shout.“More, please, Daddy.”

He thrusts in and out, ravaging my pussy, drawing out my pleasure and pain.His body slams against my stinging ass cheeks with every punishing stroke.He reaches around and pinches one of my nipples in his hand, squeezing and rolling it until I cry out in a pain-drenched ecstasy.

“Not too hard?”he asks, not letting up the pace.

“No, give me more,” I say.

“You’re going to regret this,” he says.

“I won’t.”

His hand slides down my stomach, down to my mound, and his fingers find my clit.He can’t do much more than rub me as he fucks me so fast, I’m shaking too much for a controlled grip, but I don’t care.Everything is raw and real and raunchy.

“You think everyone down there can’t see us?”he asks.“What if they could?They’d see my little girl getting fucked, just like she deserves.”

“Yes,” I moan.

“They’d see me filling your needy little cunt with my cock.They’d know I’m your daddy.”

“I want everyone to know,” I say.

“Then shout it for me right now, little girl.Shout my name while you come.”

The orgasm has been building since I took off my dress, and Kingston’s words set it off.I come hard, my pussy milking his cock, spasming around him so hard, it’s a wonder I can stand.

He grunts and thrusts into me several more times before he comes, too, his hands tight on my hips.

He doesn’t leave me in the position for long, thank goodness, because I’m about to melt to the floor in a puddle of satisfaction.

“Come here, little girl,” he says, tugging me against him.

I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck.He picks me up and carries me to an adjoining bathroom and helps clean me up while he disposes of the condom.

“Are you okay?”he asks.

“Yes,” I say, blinking sleepily at him.

“Let’s get you home,” he whispers as he tucks in his shirt and fastens his belt again.

He helps me into my dress.My panties are too wet to put back on, so he pockets those.