Perverted Daddy System

I scoop the cum leaking out of her well-fucked pussy and smear it over her asshole, working one finger in to the knuckle. She pushes back onto it, hungry for more.

"Master..."

"Shh." I press my slick cockhead against her tight ring and bury myself to the root in one hard push. Tied like a salami, spread wide and helpless, she takes it with a strangled cry. "I’ve been thinking about this all night."

She’s not new to this. She’s taken me in her ass plenty of times, and it’s always rough, but tonight it’s rougher than usual. I pull back and drive into her hard, and she cries out, her bound fists clenching behind her back. I fuck her ass without mercy, my balls swinging up against her soaked cunt, each thrust forcing a breathless sound out of her. The bed keeps slamming the wall. I don’t care who hears, plus the soundproofing up here is excellent.

"Good slave," I say, slapping her reddened ass again. "Take it."

"I... I take it, Master..."

I reach under her and work her clit again, and she’s so far gone that she comes a second time without warning, a scream swallowed by the pillow, her asshole clamping down on me. My balls have been rattling like a shaken soda can all the while, and I finally crack the tab, spraying rope after rope into her ass until she’s full of me. She stays there, quivering, tied and marked.

She slumps onto the mattress, trembling in her ropes, legs still spread wide to the posts. I work myself out of her slowly, her asshole making a vulgar wet sound as my cock leaves her insides, and she whimpers at the loss of it, her gaping asshole trying to clench around nothing.

Katie lies there panting, still tied, still dripping. I run a hand over her slick, reddened ass. "You’re going to stay right here."

She looks back at me over her shoulder, dazed, a lazy smile spreading across her face. "Where else would I go? I’m tied like a salami."

"That’s my girl."

The blindfold never got its turn. I pick it up off the sheet and tie it snug over her eyes, dropping her into darkness. "Now you’ll wait properly," I say, leaning forward to kiss her cheek.

I leave her there, wrists and ankles bound, cum cooling between her thighs, and close the master suite door behind me. She’ll wait. She always does.

The hall is dark and quiet. On my way to Hester’s room, I pause at the last door, the twins’ room, still empty, the double bed made and waiting, the shelves bare. I step inside and stand there a moment, letting the quiet of it sink in. Dana and Gina are sleeping two floors down in Mary’s apartment right now, curled into each other the way they always do, with no idea that this room is already theirs. Almost theirs. Everything is ready. All that’s left is finding the right moment to have Mary bring it up.

I run a hand over the bare shelf, smile, and step back out into the hall.

Hester’s door is the one across from mine, and I push it open to find her in the middle of her new room, bent over her open backpack in a thin tank top and nothing else, her hair falling over her face as she digs through it.

She looks up, and color rises in her cheeks. "Father. Can’t sleep?"

"Thought I’d help you break the bed in."

Hester straightens, shy but eager, eyes dropping to the floor. "Oh... It’s a two-person job?"

"Definitely," I grin.

I close the door behind me, and she waits, cheeks pink, until I pull her against me and find her lips. My hands slide up under her tank top to her breasts, squeezing, and she arches into me with a soft moan.

"Tonight’s the first night in the new room," she whispers when our mouths part. "I hoped you’d come check on me."

"Always."

Her eyes drop to my cock, half-hard and swinging free, then flick back up, big and wet, the scared-rabbit look she does when she wants something but won’t dare ask. She nuzzles into my neck and inhales. "I can smell her on you."

"We had to break our bed in too," I say, pushing her onto the bed. "And now she’s too tied up to come along and help."

She bounces once, then scrambles to sit up, watching me with those wide eyes.

"Hands and knees."

She turns around and gets on her hands and knees, ass up, presenting herself. Already wet; I can see it glistening between her thighs.

I run my cock along her slit a few times, teasing her entrance, and she whimpers and pushes back against me.

"Please," she breathes, and I give it to her in one hard push, burying myself to the root in her tight little pussy.

Hester moans into the mattress as I start to move, my hips smacking against her ass with every thrust. She’s soaked; each stroke drags a squelch out of her that fills the room.

"You like that?" I growl, fisting a hand in her hair. "You like your father’s cock stretching you open?"

"Yes! Yes, Father, yes!" she cries, pushing back to meet every thrust.

I let go of her hair and grab her hips instead, hauling her back onto me, harder, faster, my cock scraping every inch of her vaginal walls.

"Harder," she begs, and I oblige, slamming into her hard enough to rock the bed frame against the wall. Let the headboard bang; these rooms are built to keep every sound on this floor inside them.

Her arms give out, and she drops onto her elbows, ass pushing higher, taking me deeper.

"That’s it, take it, take your father’s cock like a good little pet."

She whimpers and clenches around me at the word, her whole body shaking.

I pull out of her soaked pussy, step off the bed, and scoop her up under her thighs, her back flat against my chest.

"Hand between your legs. Guide me into your ass."

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