Chapter 51 Loyalty
LOYALTY
Present day
It was so easy to bring my little princess back to submission, for all of my success was on her knees, begging for my forgiveness and sucking my cock.
I don’t know what went wrong with my little girl.
She was so submissive, so willing, so obeying.
now she started a goddamn riot. I was pissed.
She tried desperately to please me by sucking my cock, but it wasn’t calming the rage.
She bobbed on it, swirling her tongue as she grasped my balls.
It was the best dick sucking I had ever received from my little whore, but it wasn’t enough to quench my fury.
I smacked her hard across the face, and she shed tears.
Tears that ran down her cheeks and splattered on the floor — it was a mesmerizing sight as I watched her cry for me.
She continued sobbing and choking down my dick.
It was, pleasurable but I was not in the mood.
My business risks were paying off; I just needed some fucking loyalty, and things would be better than ever.
It was so much simpler when Summer was younger, so naive, so stupid, so fucking loyal.
I’d have to find a replacement. My little girl has all grown up, no longer the submissive brat I trained, but who?
There were a plethora of women we moved on a daily basis, but none of them had that special layer to them; none of them were blood.
They all just gave up and died. Stupid cunts that hardly took a beating.
I pulled Summer up by her hair and threw her against the couch, jerking her dress apart.
The fabric stretched and tore with the most delicious of sounds.
I remember the way her virgin cunt tore under Jeff’s incessant fingering.
It was a memory that had kept me company all these years.
It was the day I knew she would be my perfect little bitch.
Our first time on this couch felt like just yesterday; she had the same look in her eyes that she does now.
The look of trust broken. Her wet, watery eyes looked into mine, and I knew she recalled that time as well.
A smile crossed my face at the torment I had caused her, the brutal force I took her with hours after Jeff had left.
Oh, how her screams reverberated through the room, yes that’s what I loved about Summer.
She was such a screamer. Such a raw scream that made a warmth spread through my limbs.
My cock hardened as I jerked it and spread her saliva, allowing the fear to build in her eyes.
I wanted it to simmer and marinate, growing to new heights.
Summer always had the best fear sex. It has been too long since I took her.
I wonder if her cunt still shook and trembled as her crying came to a crescendo.
Oh, that was such a delicious feeling, the thought almost enough to make me cum.
I pinched the head of my dick, wanting to bask in this moment.
I would brand her with my cock just as I had whore branded across her back.
Her pussy was the best I had ever had; it had to be shared.
My hand connected across her thigh as I forced my knees in between her legs. She screamed, wailed, begged, and wept, “I know daddy I’m so sorry. I deserve this…” her mind fractured into those magnificent pieces that were easy to bend to my will.
As she was put in her place, her pain was delicious. My anger turned to lust for my daughter and her stupid whore of a mother.
“Did you let them fuck you? Were you a whore for that cop, is that why he’s so obsessed with you?”