Chapter 6 Fully Addicted to Daddys Brutal Size
Ava no longer fought him. The blackmail was still there, hanging over her head like a sword, but something far more dangerous had taken root. She had become addicted to the way Richard used her.
He noticed the change immediately.
That night, instead of taking her while she was half-asleep, he made her crawl to him on her bed and beg for it.
"Please, Daddy... I need it," she whispered, cheeks burning with shame.
Richard smiled with dark satisfaction and pulled her tiny body on top of him. "Ride Daddy's cock then, baby girl. Show me how much you need it."
Ava straddled his massive frame and slowly sank down onto his enormous cock. The stretch was still intense, but now she craved that feeling of being completely full. She rode him with increasing desperation, her small hands braced on his broad chest as she bounced on his girth.
"Good girl," he groaned, hands gripping her narrow hips. "Look at you fucking yourself on my big cock like a desperate little slut."
He took control eventually, flipping her onto her back and pounding her with savage force. The size difference made it easy for him to manhandle her. He folded her in half, her knees by her ears, and drove down into her with deep, punishing strokes.
Ava came hard, sobbing his name as her pussy spasmed around him. Richard followed soon after, flooding her womb once again.
Afterward, he didn't leave. He kept her impaled on his cock and held her close, stroking her back.
"You're mine now, Ava. Not just because of the blackmail. You need this. You need Daddy's big cock ruining you every night."
She nodded against his chest, too broken and addicted to deny it anymore. "Yes, Daddy."
The corruption was nearly complete. The once shy, studious girl had become Richard's secret live-in toy, eagerly spreading her legs for the much older man who controlled every aspect of her life.