The Brat Submits: First Time Taboo with Man of the House (Bad Boy Daddy Book 1)

by Cherry, Lulu

  About twenty minutes later he had me tied to my bed. I was naked and spread eagle.

  If you're not getting the picture then try this. My wrists and ankles were each tied to one corner of the bed. Just like that.

  And, yes, I was totally stripped.

  How did it feel? I don't know. The air was a little chilly. So I was shivering. At least I think that's why I was shivering.

  And I was excited. Of course I was. Wouldn't you be?

  And I was a little scared. Because...

  "You're a virgin." The asshole said.

  "Don't be so surprised." I said.

  "No. I'm touched. You want me to be your first." He said.

  "And I'm all tied up for the event nonetheless." I said.

  The asshole shrugged. He was naked and standing over me. His massive cock was not yet hard. But it was getting there.

  He looked me over like I was a buffet table. He couldn't quite decide where to begin.

  "Kiss me." I said.

  He shrugged.

  "Maybe I'm more wicked than you thought." He said. "Maybe I only kissed you to tease you."

  "Then tease me some more." I said.

  Then I realized he had his knife in his hand. Shit! I knew he was sick. But what could he be thinking?

  He moved in close to me. He laid the knife flat right on my neck. It felt cold. I immediately broke out in gooseflesh.

  "Did your mother by chance tell you the real reason we broke up?" He said.

  I didn't say a word. Did he intend to cut me? Fear riveted through me.

  I pulled at the ropes. This had been a bad idea.

  "Are you going to start yelling?" He said. "Nobody came before? Do you think they'll come now?"

  The asshole began to move the knife right along my chest. He kept the flat of the blade against me.

  But he leaned it up perilously close to the cutting edge. A micro-fraction higher and it would slice into me. But as it was now, just barely safe.

  And like that he continued to slide it up my skin. Up my mounds. Around my nipples.

  "You're a fucking freak." I said.

  "But you're not screaming for help. What's that say about you?" He said.

  "I will. If you don't stop I am going to scream. It's late now people are home. They'll come." I said.

  "You won't scream." He said.

  He put his other hand on my breast. His hand was hot. He gripped my mound. He massaged it. He caught my nipple between two fingers and pulled it.

  I let out a small gasp. I was wet between my legs already. I shivered again. It wasn't from the cold.

  While with one hand he massaged my breast he kept the knife moving. Always just barely on the cutting edge.

  Over my stomach it went. One wrong move and it would cut me. If I even breathed too heavily then it might cut me.

  But it didn't.

  And Daddy's hand shifted to my other breast. His hands were skilled and experienced. He made little loops with the tip of his forefinger.

  "Please." I said.

  "Please? Please, what?" He said coolly.

  "Kiss my breast. Put your mouth on my nipple. I want your tongue on it." I said. "It's my first time. Please."

  I could have cried. Was I crying?

  "But I have placed my tongue on it." He said.

  His blade came back to my breasts. It hovered perilously close to a nipple.

  "Not that one." I said.

  "Oh." He said. "You mean this one."

  He moved down to my lips. I opened my mouth immediately. His tongue slipped inside. Yes. That's what I wanted.

  My whole body exploded in warmth. How many times could I melt in one day?

  But he pulled his mouth away.

  "If you want your tongue on my nipple you'll need to ask the right way." He said.

  "But I said please."

  "But who are you asking?" He said.

  "The asshole." I said.

  "Tsk. Tsk." He said. "That's not the right answer."

  I didn't even know what he wanted. But I wanted his tongue on my breasts. I longed for it.

  Then on inspiration, it occurred to me what he wanted to hear. The sick fuck.

  "Daddy." I said.

  I'd never called him that before. It had always been some variant of the asshole.

  "Yes, sugarplum?" He said.

  "Daddy, won't you lick my nipples. Please." I said.

  And then just like that, he did it!

  He gently kissed my breasts. His tongue came out. He licked little circles around one nipple and then the next.

  He sucked and nimbly nibbled. I was soft butter. I don't know how I didn't just seep out of the binds he'd tied.

  This went on for some time. Then his tongue began to roam downward. He found my belly button. His tongue swirled around it.

  Then he lifted up his head. His other tongue came out to play. The cold steel one. His knife was again moving around my stomach.

  "Asshole!" I said.

  "Careful, Sugarplum." He said.

  His knife then moved down between my legs. It slid near my folds. Just on the edge.

  Can you imagine it? Can you imagine a more terrifying place for a knife to be?

  "Don't do that!" I said.

  "Don't do what?" He said coolly. "I thought you liked my tongue."

  "This isn't funny." I said.

  "You don't want to be impaled tonight?" He said.

  The thought of him impaling me with his real weapon. His weapon of flesh. I couldn't help but sigh at the thought. I hated how my body betrayed me at every moment.

  "Daddy," I said.

  "Yes, Sugarplum." He said.

  "Daddy, please stick your cock in my mouth. I want to taste it." I said.

  Daddy stopped sliding the knife around my pussy. I didn't know where the knife went. But Daddy moved in closer to my head.

  "Sugarplum, we are going to have to talk about that filthy mouth of yours." He said.

  "But I wanna talk about your cock, Daddy." I pouted. "Please, let me suck on it."

  "Well, if it will pacify you. Sure. Why not?" He said.

  But he wasn't gentle at all. He suddenly straddled me. And before I knew it he was sticking his giant cock right into my mouth.

  "Bite it, you bitch! Bite it! I dare you!" He screamed.

  He was loud enough to wake the neighbors. The man was a psycho.

  Imagine it. Suddenly I've got this massive cock filling my mouth up. Literally being shoved into my mouth. And then I'm being screamed at by a knife-wielding maniac.

  How did I feel? Um. Terrified?

  Yes. But something about it turned me on too. The titillation. I had this big meaty cock in my mouth now. This cock I'd dreamed about for years.

  I couldn't help but to just suck on it. To lick my tongue around it. To taste it. To revel in it. I loved that asshole's cock!

  Even Daddy had to sigh then.

  "Oh, Sugarplum." He said. "I'm so sorry I yelled at you."

  I had little ability to move. But I could shift my neck. I pushed down on the pillow. This allowed his cock to slide out of my mouth. Then I lifted my neck and took it back in.

  "Easy." Daddy said. "You'll strain your neck. I'll do it."

  And he did. He put his hands on the bed headboard. His knees were to either side of me. And just like that, he started to fuck my mouth.

  I so wanted to put my hands on him. I strained at my bindings. But doing so only hurt my wrists.

  In and out of my mouth came that giant cock of his. How could anyone have
such an insanely big cock?

  I loved it. I only wished I could get my hands on it.

  Sometimes he pulled it out so only the tip was left. He moved it around my lips like that. He let me kiss it passionately.

  "Sugarplum loves Daddy's cock, doesn't she?" He said.

  "Yes, Daddy." I said. "Thank you for letting me suck on it."

  "Good girl." He said.

  I was getting into the whole sick scenario. What can I say? It turned me on.

  Then more and more, I realized I wanted Daddy's cock in my pussy.

  Daddy took a brief break from fucking my mouth.

  "Daddy?" I said. "Won't you please pop my cherry?"

  "Pop your cherry?"

  He moved away from me then. I could feel his eyes on my entire body.

  He moved around on the bed until he was between my legs. Both his hands came to the sweet spot at the center of my legs. But one of his hands still held that knife.

  He then let his free hand travel down the length of my leg. It gently brushed across its entire length.

  And with his other hand, he did the same. Only with the blade of the knife!

  Then he did the whole thing in reverse. The cold knife blade sliding up my legs.

  I shuddered in fear and in titillation and in excitement.

  "Are you ready to be impaled?" Daddy said.

  What did he mean? Was he some sick fucker? Or was he going to give me exactly what I wanted?

  What did I want?

  "Oh, Daddy, stab me through. Please!" I said.

  And then just like that. He stabbed me true.

  And no, it wasn't with the knife. His cock drove itself home right into my cunt.

  My cherry popped. It hurt. But not much. And that little bit of pain was quickly replaced by a warm full feeling.

  But I was tied spread eagle onto the bed. Daddy and I both realized this wasn't going to work.

  Daddy leaned forward first. He brought the knife right between my wrist and the bindings. He cut. Then to the other hand.

  Yes. Yes. I wanted to hold him. He got his arms around me. He lifted me up. But this was still incredibly awkward.

  Daddy leaned back. He slipped the knife between my ankle and the bindings. He sliced through. Then to the other foot.

  Then he leaned me back onto the bed. He pushed my knees back toward my breasts.

  "Now, Sugarplum, I can fuck you proper!" He said.

  And did he.

  He was deft and strong and experienced. And his cock was titanic.

  He pumped me so hard. And I rocked with him each time. We both soon worked into a sweat.

  I screamed. He screamed. We both screamed bloody Mary!

  Finally one of my neighbors pounded on the wall for us to quiet down. But we couldn't.

  The headboard bounced against the wall making a huge racket. The bed itself bounced up and down with each powerful thrust Daddy made!

  Then I could feel it approaching. The tension mounting and mounting and mounting.

  And then I knew it was moments away.

  "I'm coming!" I screamed

  "Sugarplum!" Daddy said.

  And then I began to come. Earth-shattering cannot describe the orgasm I had. The explosion that started deep inside me and spread out to my fingers and my toes.

  A white-hot flash of ultimate pleasure.

  And Daddy shot wad after wad of cum deep inside me. It felt so good. To feel his hard body shuddering against mine. To have him totally vulnerable and releasing himself into my arms.

  And as his cum shot deep inside me. A thought occurred to me. I hadn't protected myself. He could be impregnating me right now.

  And this thrilled me. It damn near thrilled me more than anything else the entire evening. The idea that his seed was going into me and from this another life might grow.

  Basic biology.

  I was so utterly happy.

  And Daddy? Ahem. The asshole? Well, he must have felt pretty good too.

  Once his orgasm was over he was very still. He held me. Kissed me. Called me Sugarplum some more. Then guess what?

  He fell asleep! Asshole!

  But that was okay.

  When he woke I was ready for him.

  He tried to move, but his wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts.

  "What's this, Sugarplum?" He said.

  I had his knife in my hand. I also had my smartphone. I'd punched in 911. But I hadn't yet hit the dial button.

  I smiled wickedly at Daddy.

  "What do you intend to do?" He asked.

  His smile was wicked. I think he was up for just about anything.

  So did I stab him? Fuck him? Or finally call the cops?

  I think you know the answer to that.

  The end.

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