Eventide (Her Father, My Master) by Mallorie Griffin Page B

have done as I told you,” he said harshly,
    his unclothed body rubbing against me, his hot flesh searing my own.
    “Yes, sir,” I whimpered, my body tensing and then un-tensing as my mind warred with itself. My
    instinct told me to squeeze myself up like a ball, but my higher brain function was ordering my body to
    relax. All the while, my master was dragging his thick cock along my back, over my tortured ass
    cheecks. He was huge, he was so huge. It was going to be a shock to my system when he plunged inside
    me.
    I couldn't help but tense up again when he slid between my cheeks, and I heard the squirt of lube. I
    nearly squealed and jumped forward when I felt the cold, sticky fluid on my skin, on my tight hole. “Hold
    still,” Mr. Hendricks ordered. “Relax.”
    That was all I needed. At his command, I immediately felt my body loosen up. Until he pressed his
    finger inside me. I clenched up again, but then forced myself into looseness once more. It was a constant
    battle within my mind.
    But I succeeded in the end, keeping myself just loose enough for his invading finger. Even that one
    finger felt huge inside me. I didn't know how I was going to take his cock.
    He followed the finger with a second, and pressed them against my tight walls, loosening me up with
    his talented digits. It felt good. It felt great, actually. I lowered my head and moaned slightly at the
    sensation.
    “Does my pet like that?” Mr. Hendricks said. “You'll really like this, my lovely little thing.” With
    that said, he withdrew his fingers, and brought his cock to bear once again. I gasped and panted as he
    pressed the tip of his hot dick against my tight hole – his fingers were big but they were no match for this monster. “Relax!” he ordered once again, and I breathed out deeply, forced my body to loosen up once
    more. I had to relax my muscles for him.
    He pushed, and pushed even harder, and suddenly, with incredible force, his dick popped inside me.
    It was so big, so huge, I wanted to scream and scrabble away from him. My ass was on fire. My skin
    was seared from his whipping, and now my tight hole was in flames too. It was so painful.
    But it was a good kind of pain, pain that melted through my body and rushed into my brain. It was my
    master giving me this pain, too. I wanted it, I wanted it so bad. And he gave it to me, inch by agonizing
    inch. He sunk his entire length inside me, around my spasming body. It was overwhelmingly, deliciously
    painful.
    After he impaled me with his entire length, he slowly drew out again, his cock squelching is it exited.
    It felt even bigger coming out than it had going in, and I whimpered into the sheets now. He slapped my
    ass, willing me into silence. I squirmed slightly, but complied. That slap stung – he'd hit me right on
    those sensitive whip-marks.
    He dug in again, and then began his usual short thrusting motion, jamming his mammoth of a dick as far
    in my as it would go, all the way up to the hilt. I felt like I was being spread wider than I ever had before.
    My master couldn't hold out long against the pleasure I was giving him. His thrusting quickly became
    spasmodic and he slammed against me, faster and faster, harder and harder, until he finally came with a
    roar, filling my ass up to its very limits.
    “Good girl,” he said, panting from his exertion. I shuddered and shivered on the bed, unable to do
    anything. I wouldn't even be able to sit properly for days, but that was how I liked it. I would have a
    constant reminder of my master's dominance over me.
    He pulled out of me one last time with another lewd squelch, and left my room.
    I was exhausted.

Chapter 9
    Aside from my slight transgression, I was a model slave for my master. I had to be. I had to be as
    perfect as possible for him. I dived into my duties with even more fervor than before, and was as willing
    in the bedroom as humanly possible.
    I was able to sit comfortably again after three days.
    One evening, as I