Daddy's Dark Rules: A Dark Daddy Romance

by Nova Edwins

He finds the perfect rhythm, dick in, thumb out, dick out, thumb in, and my lust spirals higher than ever before.

  I have no choice but to surrender.

  "Ask for permission, darling," Luke warns me with an edge in his voice.

  It’s incredible how well he can read my body. I shiver with need as I finally muster my strength. "Please, can I cum, Daddy?"

  "Yes, you can. I want to feel you cum on my dick. Cum now." He pushes his thumb down, stroking his own cock through the thin membrane separating them.

  His other hand sneaks between my thighs, and I explode as he brutally pinches my clit.

  I can hear him moan because my pussy clenches down on his dick.

  "That’s it," he whispers next to my ear. "You’re perfect, Bec. And you’re mine." With that, his cock twitches and fills me with his hot seed.

  Chapter 7

  Luke

  It’s only been a few seconds, but I can feel how Bec tenses beneath me and starts to emotionally shut me out.

  The voice in her head is probably telling her right now that she shouldn’t have submitted to me. That she shouldn’t have enjoyed it. That she shouldn’t want more.

  And right on cue, she tries to crawl away, away from me. The thought angers me.

  I need to take a breath and let Bec free herself, giving her the brief illusion of freedom of choice. As she scrambles away, I catch her wrist and pull her back onto the bed.

  She’s so delicately weak that it doesn’t take much to force her on her back while I straddle her. My hand is on her throat, fingers pressing into her skin. Her eyes are wide, and she wants to shake her head.

  The increasing pressure of my hand is enough of a warning for her to shut her pretty mouth.

  "You’re not allowed to run from me, darling. What’s the matter? And please don’t insult my intelligence by telling me you didn’t like what I did."

  She makes a small noise, almost like a choke, before she licks her lips. "You hurt Charlie."

  "And?"

  "I shouldn’t comply with your demands."

  "That’s where you’re wrong. You should most definitely comply before I hurt your other brothers too. It’s in your own best interest to do as I say. I just showed how good we can be together. I know you need time, and you shall have it, but eventually, your brain will follow your body. All it takes are a few more orgasms."

  She stares at me. "You must be insane if you really think I’m going to stay long enough with you to find out."

  "It’s not like that’s up to you. If I say you’re going to stay, then you’re going to stay."

  "Maybe. But if I decide to hate you, then I will hate you. Use my body as much as you want. It’s the only thing you’ll ever get."

  I resist the urge to choke her until she’s sorry, but I’m better than that. Better and way more devious than she could ever anticipate. She wants to play? Fine, we’ll play. But by my rules.

  "I can force you into submission, if that’s what you want."

  Although my hand on her throat restricts her movement, Bec defiantly lifts her chin. "Do your worst."

  I can’t believe this girl. Yet I’m oddly exited. That’s exactly what I wanted. I wanted a bratty, mouthy, and relentless plaything to have some fun with. My cock already twitches again.

  I lean forward until my lips graze the tiny shell of her ear. "Last chance. Tell Daddy how sorry you are, and I’ll let it slide."

  "Fuck you, asshole!"

  I’m thrilled. As I get up and leave the bed, Bec starts trembling. She’s most the beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I can’t deny that she has a certain power over me, which I hate. But I can cope. I can mold her into the submissive I need, and in the end, we’ll be fine.

  In the meantime . . . I’m going to enjoy the process.

  A smile tugs on the corner of my mouth. "Are you sure you don’t want to beg Daddy for forgiveness? Last chance, darling."

  Bec flips me off, fire burning in her dark eyes.

  I open my wardrobe to gather the necessary utensils I’ll need to make my little brat behave.

  The bed squeaks behind me as Bec scrambles off of it and runs for the door. Of course, it’s locked, and I took the key. I made sure of that when we entered the room because I knew Bec would be difficult.

  She’s still trying the handle as I move behind her.

  "Don’t fight me," I warn her as I tie a silk scarf over her eyes.

  Her hands go up to remove the blindfold, but I anticipated that reaction and grip her small wrists. I force her arms behind her back and bind them with a pair of handcuffs.

  "You really should’ve listened." I kiss her naked shoulder and drag her back to the bed. But instead of putting her on her back again, I decide to keep her standing just to see when her knees will buckle.

  With the tip of my index finger, I circle her hard nipples, one after the other. In my left hand, I have a chain that not only ends in two tight clamps, but three.

  I place the first clamp onto her nipple and listen to Bec’s throaty scream as it latches into place.

  "No." She whimpers. "It hurts. Make it stop."

  Instead of answering her, I let the second clamp snap shut over her other nipple.

  Bec wails and tries to stumble backward, but my hand on her back stops her. I lightly tuck on the chain between the two clamps, with the end dangling in front of her body.

  Her tits are gorgeous, pretty round globes, and way more than a handful. One day, Bec will offer them to me on her own volition. Until then, I’ll have to take what I want.

  I start pulling on the chain like it’s a leash and watch as Bec’s mouth opens. Her pink little nipples stretch before she gives in and follows the pull.

  "Stop!"

  I slap her face lightly. It’s meant as a warning, not to cause pain. "No, you stop demanding things."

  Using the chain, I guide her toward the bed and force her onto her back.

  "Spread your legs for Daddy."

  Since she doesn’t comply, I put my hands on her knees. "You’re going to regret that," I say as I push her legs open.

  My breath catches in my throat. She’s wet, literally dripping, and I guess my little whore didn’t want me to see that. Despite her harsh words and the constant refusal, her body can’t get enough. Bec craves me, she just doesn’t want to admit it.

  I graze her swollen clit with my finger, and a sinister smile spreads over my lips as I take the last clamp. I place it over the sensitive bundle of nerves and let it snap shut.

  Bec’s scream rips through the room, and my balls tighten. The agony in her voice is too pretty. She squirms under me, trying to ease the pain, but I simply press my hand in her belly and hold her in place.

  Her pained moan is like music to my ears. Those sounds are only for me. The expression on her face as I inflict pain on her? No other man is ever going to see this. Bec is mine, and she’ll be mine forever. And if she’s as pretty crying for me as I imagine her to be, I’ll never stop hurting her.

  "Please stop," she begs and sobs. "Stop it."

  I give the chain another tug, pulling her nipples and her clit away from her body, and Bec arches her back.

  "Didn’t I tell you that I wouldn’t show mercy? I warned you, didn’t I? And now, my precious little whore, you’re talking too much."

  I leave the bed and return to the wardrobe. I pick out a mean gag. Not one of those fancy pink rubber balls that look like fashion accessories, but a black one that has a little rubber dick on the side that will go into Bec’s mouth. Instead of screaming and begging, she’ll be choking on a fake cock half the size of mine.

  I can barely put into words how much I enjoy forcing her lips apart before I push the fake cock into her mouth. I just wish I could see Bec’s eyes, but for now, her muffled screams will have to do.

  Her whimpers make my cock even harder, and I turn her around so that she’s on her knees, pushing her thighs as far apart as possible.

  I know she has to balance on her shoulder
and cheeks since her hands are bound behind her back, but I don’t care if she’s comfortable. I only care about teaching her to obey me.

  She probably expects me to whip her bloody or something like that, but I’m not insane. No matter what she thinks.

  Bec doesn’t know yet how many different kinds of pain there are, but I will show her.

  I leave her lying like that and walk into the kitchen to get a bucket of ice cubes.

  She’s still on her knees when I return, whimpering into the mattress.

  "You could’ve had it easy," I whisper next to her ear as I press two ice cubes into her hot, hot cunt.

  Next, I squeeze the bottle of lube and watch as it drips on her tony asshole. Bec squirms and wriggles her hips, so I have to grab her neck for her to hold still. Slowly but without relentless pressure, I force two fingers into her forbidden hole.

  She moans and coughs against the gag, begging inaudibly for me to stop. Little does she know that Daddy has just started.

  When I press my fingers deeper, pushing all the way into my knuckles, Bec wails into the gag before making the most delicious choking sounds.

  I continue fucking her tight hole for another minute while the ice cubes have started to melt and the water drips out of her cunt.

  "You couldn’t just be obedient, could you? No, not you. You just have to be defiant and stubborn. But we both know what you really want." I pull my fingers from her tight ass, adjust my raging hard boner and pick up the next couple of ice cubes.

  This time, I’m going for her anus, pushing three pieces of ice through the little opening before shoving some more into her cunt. I can hear Bec snivel and grip her hair to turn her head. She’s really crying, and I marvel in her tears.

  As I let go of her hair, I take even more ice cubes. When I’m done stuffing them into her tight holes, my fingers feel uncomfortably numb and wet. I can’t imagine what it must feel like for Bec.

  She probably wishes I would have whipped her instead.

  Water is dripping from her cunt and ass when I turn her around and pull her to the edge of the mattress until her head is positioned over the side.

  She whimpers when I free her of the clamps, and the blood rushes back into the now incredibly sensitive spots.

  I push her knees apart and slap her wet cold pussy. Bec bucks under me, wailing into the gag.

  "Are you ready to be more compliant?" My voice is as indifferent as I can muster while my balls feel like they’re about to explode.

  This time, there’s no hesitation. Bec nods frantically.

  "Good girl," I praise and lean forward to unfasten the gag.

  She gulps in the air and moves her jaws until it pops before she licks her lips.

  I brush her hair back and gently put my hand around her neck. "Will you be obedient? This is a yes or no question. I don’t want to hear any other word, and certainly no begging. Will you be obedient?"

  Bec shifts around, since she’s lying on her bound hands, and swallows hard. "Yes."

  I wait for a long second to give her another chance. Since she stays quiet, I slap her cunt again. "You know what I want to hear, darling. Don’t make it harder on yourself than it needs to be. Will you be obedient?"

  Another tear slips free from under the blindfold. "Yes, Daddy."

  My thumb touches her lip before I hook it in her mouth and pull her jaw down. "Then open up like you want to please me. Be a good whore for Daddy and take it all."

  I nearly shoot my cum onto her face as I watch how she opens her mouth. She almost seems eager. I fist my hard cock and drag the head over her lips, coating them with my precum.

  Then I push in as hard and deep as I possibly can. Bec gags and chokes, but she doesn’t even try to get away. Instead, she cranes her neck a little more, opening her mouth wider, and slides her tongue along my shaft. A tingle runs down my spine, and I moan because it feels too good.

  I pull out and push back in, pull out and thrust in; deeper and deeper, I slide into her throat. Drool drips from the corner of her mouth as the water drips from her anus and cunt.

  All too soon, I have to take a step back since I don’t want to cum before I’ve claimed every single one of her holes.

  Bec doesn’t close her mouth. She waits eagerly for me to return. I pet her cheek and trail my fingers over her throat, while catching my breath.

  "Do you have anything to say?" I’m not even sure why I’m asking. Maybe I want her to spew more insults at me, or maybe I need to hear more of her lies as motivation to make her suffer even further. Yet her words almost make my heart stop beating.

  "Can I cum, Daddy? Please?" She sounds so desperate and needy that my cock twitches. "Please? I’ll be good. I’ll do anything you say."

  "Anything?" I don’t know if I can trust her.

  "Yes, Daddy." She bites her plump lower lip. "Use me."

  I just can’t resist her, and I grab her arm, pulling her back to the middle of the bed. With my shoulder, I spread her legs as I lie down between them. Her poor cunt is cold as I drag my tongue over it. I lick her clit in small circles, and Bec whispers with name.

  As I start to suck on the tiny nub, I push my finger into her ass. Her back arches on the bed, and her words are music to my ears. "Don’t stop, Daddy. Don’t stop!"

  Forcing the finger all the way in, I suck harder on her clit before I start nibbling. The harder I bite down, the louder my little slut moans.

  She doesn’t fight me any longer. Instead, she begs for her release like a good girl. "Please, can I cum, Daddy? Please?"

  "Not yet." I stop everything I’m doing to lube up my fingers.

  Bec can’t see me, but she listens very carefully.

  When I bend down again and she feels my breath, she spreads her legs even further, granting me full access.

  I start licking her again, fucking her with my tongue, and when she starts panting, I push two fingers into her tight ass. "This is where my cock goes next," I warn her between two licks. I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue. "That’s the one condition I have. If you want to cum, I get to fuck your ass. What do you say?"

  Bec practically pushes her cunt into my face. "Yes, Daddy, whatever you want."

  It’s a tight fit, but I manage to shove a third finder through her sphincter as I suck her clit between my lips. I rub my tongue over the swollen nub and can feel Bec quivering underneath me. She’s close. Very close.

  I start fucking her ass harder with my fingers, and it does the trick. Bec cums, screaming my name and bucking against my tongue. She clamps down on my fingers, and I can’t wait to replace them with my cock.

  When she’s slowly coming down from her orgasmic high, I rip the blindfold off her head and take the handcuffs off. This time, she has to hold still all by herself, not because I make her. She blinks before looking at me. Her makeup is ruined from the tears, and I just have to be inside of her.

  Bec appeals to the sadist in me like no woman has ever done before.

  I hoist her legs up my shoulder and take the lube. She watches with her dark eyes as I lube my dick up. Her breath hitches in her throat when I position the head at her sphincter.

  "You’re going to take me. All of me."

  "Yes, Daddy." She’s scared and that turns me on even more.

  My little fucktoy whimpers as I push into her and makes soft little noises as my dick enters her.

  "You’re mine."

  "I’m yours, Daddy." Her long lashes flutter, and she nods.

  I drive in all the way and can feel her rippling around me. She’s incredibly tight and yet a perfect fit.

  With a groan, I pull back and push in again. There’s less resistance now as her body yields to me.

  I fuck her with deep thrusts and my heavy balls slap against her skin. My own orgasm is close, so I put my hand on her throat. "Rub your clit. I want you to cum with my cock deep in your ass, darling. Can you do that for me?"

  Her hand flies to her pussy. "Yes, Daddy." There’s a kinky gleam in her eyes
that I want to see more of.

  "Harder," she moans. "Harder, Daddy, please."

  She’s killing me. Bec is all I ever wanted and more.

  I fuck her faster, harder, deeper, and with an intensity I didn’t know I had.

  Her eyes roll back as she works the little magic spot between her thigh. New wetness seeps from her cunt down to her asshole where my cock drives into her again and again and again.

  Bec starts shuddering as the orgasm takes ahold of her. "Daddy," she moans. "Fuck, yes!"

  I can’t keep it together any longer and slam deep into her one last time. My cock twitches, and then I blast hot jets of cum into her ass.

  Chapter 8

  Bec

  I rub my bleary eyes. It took forever before Luke finally went to sleep. Carefully, I put one foot on the ground, then the next.

  Luke doesn’t move. Not as I pick up my dress from the floor and not as I very slowly push the door handle down.

  My blood thrums in my ears, and I’m shaking as I leave his bedroom. Making as little noise as possible, I close the door behind me and pull the dress over my head. I’m barefoot, but I can’t change that. There’s only one thing on my mind right now, and that is running away. Or at least trying. I can’t ever forgive myself if I don’t even try.

  With every step, I feel how sore I am. Luke was thorough while using me.

  And if I’m honest with myself, I enjoyed it. But that doesn’t change the fact that he bought me from my brothers like I’m not more than a commodity. I didn’t have a say in anything, and now he won’t get a say, so he can see how that feels.

  It doesn’t matter how great the sex was or how hard I came since Luke is a controlling, devious asshole.

  I’m lucky that he forgot to lock the door again when he came back from getting the ice cubes. I shiver as the memory hits me of how he filled me with those damn cubes. With a sigh, I shake my head. Just don’t think about it, I tell myself, before I tiptoe toward the stairs. I still don’t know how I will pass the wall surrounding his property, but I figure I’ll improvise once I’m actually there. If I even manage to get this far.