Mastered By Daddy: A Dark Daddy Romance

by Felicity Brandon

  “Fine.” Daniel fisted his cock as he took a step back. “On the floor then. That way we can both take our fill.”

  Jared grinned. He liked the sound of that. Gazing down at Sophie’s face, he finally released the pressure on her pigtails. “What do you think, little girl?”

  He rounded her body to regard her properly. “Would you like Daddy’s cock in that sweet little pussy while Daniel claims your mouth again?”

  Sophie’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her eyes fluttering at the questions. The hedonism still sparkled in her eyes, but there was some reticence there now, too. A consequence of the face-fucking Sophie had already received—a reminder of the reality Jared inferred. Her chin lifted while her eyes flitted between Jared and Daniel.

  “Yes, Daddy,” she whispered. “I think I’d like that.”

  Jared dropped to his haunches in front of her. “Would you?”

  His eyebrow arched at the question. Jared could tell Sophie’s head was spinning from the forced blow jobs and her audacious response had frankly surprised him.

  “Yes, Daddy.” Her gaze lowered. “Is that okay?”

  Jared reached for her, propping his finger under her chin and compelling her to meet his gaze once more. “Are you sure, little girl?”

  Sophie’s eyes widened at the query, and Jared could understand that reaction. It wasn’t like she’d had much of a choice about anything else up until this point. She was probably wondering why Jared was offering her one now, and in fairness, it was a good question. It had been his idea to initiate the threesome, after all. Why now, was he so concerned with Sophie’s well-being and choices?

  “I-I think so, Daddy.”

  Daniel moved toward her, stroking the side of her hair. “I can be gentle,” he suggested as they both turned to look up at him. “If that’s what you’d prefer.”

  A fresh blush rose at Sophie’s face. “Thank you, sir.” Her voice was so quiet now that Jared almost had to strain to hear it. “But I actually quite like it rough.”

  Jared laughed at the admission and unthinkingly, he leaned in to capture his little girl’s mouth. “Is that a fact, Sophie?”

  She flushed, eyeing Jared while he drew away. “I think so. Yes, Daddy.”

  Jared was still chuckling as he lifted his face toward Daniel. “There you are,” he told him. “You have it from the girl herself. She doesn’t want you to go easy on her, Daniel. She likes it rough, and hard and fast.”

  Daniel smirked at him. “Is that right, Sophie?”

  Sophie swallowed as she met Daniel’s eyes. “Yes, sir.”

  “And you’d like us both?”

  She pulled her lip between her white teeth. Clearly, the idea of having to admit these things out loud was sending little Sophie into something of a tizzy. “P-please.”

  Daniel shrugged, watching as Jared rose to his full height again. “Looks like we’d better give the lady what she wants, Jared.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Sophie

  What was going on? What precisely was Sophie thinking? It was one thing being taken to this place without her consent, being tied and fed, and watched every second of the night and day, but it was quite another thing to want to take part in the carnal acts Jared and Daniel had planned for her. And another thing again to go ahead and admit those things to them both. Sophie’s head spun with the reality of the things she had just conceded. Telling them both that she wanted it rough was singly the most foolish and reckless thing she’d ever done.

  There was no doubt about it.

  “I concur.” Jared’s voice vibrated over Sophie. “It’s only right to give her what she needs, but I do think she could ask us properly.”

  Sophie lifted her chin, gazing up at their brooding expressions. Both of their large, impressive cocks were in their right hands and both looked desperate to be satisfied.

  “What do you think, Sophie?” Daniel’s brow rose. “Can you ask us nicely?”

  She shifted on her aching knees. Sophie seemed to have spent the whole time either tied to a bed or chair or forced onto her knees, and the pressure was starting to show.

  “Of course she can,” Jared interrupted before she even had a chance to reply. “My little girl’s very good at begging. Aren’t you, Sophie?”

  Jared’s demanding tone hung in the air between them while Sophie twisted her head to look up at him.

  “Y-yes, Daddy.”

  Jared’s free hand rose to his hip. “So, show our guest.”

  Sophie pulled in a deep breath, flexing her fingers still caught in the small of her back by the cuffs. “Please may I have both of your cocks, Daddy?”

  Her attention darted from Jared to Daniel again and the whole time, Sophie could feel her face flaming with embarrassment at the things she was compelled to ask for, but there was nothing to be done about it. Jared was going to make her beg. She knew that for certain, and to top it all, Sophie could tell how soaked her slit had become as the words escaped her. She relished being humbled this way whether she liked to admit it or not.

  “What do you think, Daniel?” Jared’s tone was unimpressed. “Was that good enough?”

  Daniel sniggered. “Hardly,” he replied. “Why don’t you try again, Sophie?”

  “Please.” And this time it really did feel like she was begging. There was a real air of desperation in Sophie’s tone. A desperation that spoke of her physical discomfort, her shame and the suffocating arousal that was consuming her and threatening to swallow her up altogether. “Please may I have you both?”

  Sophie’s eyes fluttered closed when the question left her lips, but it was done. She’d said it. She’d asked them both out loud.

  “How did you want us, Sophie?” Daniel’s voice was louder than she remembered, and as Sophie opened her eyes she realized Daniel was crouching down to join her, his face lit with his excited smile. “How do you want to be fucked?”

  Her gaze shot to Jared like an instinctive response. Ever since Jared had first claimed her yesterday, he had made it more than clear that he was now in charge of her body—of her pleasure—and it was disconcerting to suddenly be making any decisions. It was like Sophie had been stripped of all that responsibility. She didn’t have to think about what to wear, or to eat, or when to sleep. Jared made those choices for her now. And while a part of her hated him for that control, another part, it seemed, was secretly reassured by it.

  “Sophie will take whatever she’s given.” Jared stepped forward at her plaintive gaze and did precisely what Sophie needed him to do.

  He took control again.

  “That’s what she’s being trained to do and that’s what she enjoys.”

  Without another word, Jared was on his knees, too and reaching for her, he pulled Sophie down onto the soft, white rug. She went with a yelp, completely unprepared for the change in tact, but landed without injury in the soft fibers. Her wrists were still bound behind her, and she could hardly move, but she was comfortable enough for now, resting on her back.

  “Fair enough.” Daniel shifted his position to kneel over her face. “I’ll play along with whatever works.”

  Sophie gasped at the sudden proximity to his swollen manhood, her focus darting back to Jared, who grinned at her.

  “Then why don’t you occupy Sophie’s mouth, and I’ll take care of this end?” Jared eyed Sophie wryly while he made the proposal, offering to share her with his friend, although the idea had neither been discussed, nor agreed with her.

  She clenched at that realization, her pussy aching with need. When had she become this wanton whore who needed so much carnality? Had she always been lurking inside Sophie, hiding in the dark corners of her mind and waiting to pounce, or was this side of her something new—something more ominous? Sophie had no answers as the two men edged into position at either side of her body, but as Jared splayed her knees and pulled her ankles as far apart as the chain would allow, she knew one thing was for certain. She was about to be fucked by both of them and she wasn’t
even sure she was sorry.

  Jared was between her legs, guiding Sophie’s ankles over his shoulders as his cock nudged at the entrance to her pussy. Instinctively, her knees splayed, permitting him the access he demanded. She might have been more concerned with that and the fact she could barely move her arms at all, except that Daniel’s impressive girth was maneuvering its way toward her mouth at the same time. Jared thrust into her, his cock claiming her pussy even as the butt plug stretched her ass, the force and pressure of the act parting her mouth instinctively. Seizing that opportunity, Daniel lunged between her lips at the same time.

  And then the men began to move.

  Beginning alternately, Jared pumped into her cunt, forcing groans from her throat which were instantly stifled by Daniel’s imposing cock. They lunged into her, one after the other, both men immobilizing Sophie as they took their fill, and for her part, all Sophie could do was respond. She barely recognized the breathy and guttural noises that came from her body anymore. The sounds of her arousal when Jared slammed into her pussy, or the echo of gagging that reverberated around the dizzying pink walls while Daniel claimed her throat. Sophie was lost to it, unaware of everything except the taste, the smell and the sensation of them both. She had never known anything like this before. Out of control and dominated to within an inch of comprehension, Sophie clung on for dear life. Or, at least she would have done if her hands had not been so effectively restricted behind her.

  She could feel the sensation in her fingers beginning to slip away, those tell-tale signs of pins and needles in the digits that should have alarmed her, but Sophie had neither the inclination, nor the energy to react. She could no more have gotten up and liberated her arms than she could have flown from the room, and as the barrage of hedonistic intensity increased, she began to wonder if she even wanted to leave. Maybe this was all she was good for—being here, being bared and being fucked like a common whore in pink ribbons? Wasn’t this exactly what she deserved? After all those years of yearning, the weeks and months of exploring and playing online, wasn’t this the conclusion she’d always secretly sought? Her own complete and humbling depravity. And now she truly had it, the attention of two men who wanted nothing more than to fuck her to within an inch of her life.

  The room was filled up with the breathy pants of Jared and Daniel, their grunts vying for attention amongst Sophie’s own humiliating responses.

  “Fuck, her throat is amazing.” Daniel yanked her head back by the pigtails, forcing Sophie’s gaze back and her mouth wider to receive more of him.

  And she took him all, his balls crashing against her as the crown of his cock grazed the back of her mouth relentlessly. Sophie gagged at the brutal pace, of course. She could hardly help it, but it didn’t slow Daniel down. In fact, quite the contrary, her responses seemed to feed his desire and every choking gasp seemed to make his erection burgeon with evident excitement. Daniel liked the rough sex as much as his friend.

  As much as Sophie did.

  “She. Is. Amazing.” Jared groaned the words, but accentuated each one with a fresh thrust into her sex. “So fucking good.”

  Sophie’s feet were up and over his shoulders, the chain at her feet cast behind his neck and as her eyes fluttered open, she just caught sight of him. Jared’s expression was fierce, his gaze hard and knowing as he took her, and Sophie had no choice at all.

  No choice in the discomfort of the position. No say in the way Jared chose to possess her, or the unyielding rhythm of Daniel’s cock. All she could do was stay there and take it.

  All she could do was receive.

  And somehow, even though there should have been nothing gratifying about the experience, Sophie’s arousal burgeoned. Jared leaned over her bound body, his gaze capturing her attention between Daniel’s lunges as Jared nudged her desperate clit.

  “You love this, don’t you, little girl?” Jared’s voice was as powerful as the organ slamming into her sensitive flesh.

  She blinked at him wildly, hoping her tearing eyes conveyed something of the reply she was not able to vocalize, that yes, she loved it. Even though there was no reason to enjoy this kind of treatment. Even though it was almost certainly the least respectful way she’d ever been fucked—sandwiched between both of their cocks like she was a piece of meat— Sophie couldn’t help herself.

  She did love it.

  She did want it.

  Their possession was so good. And the constant stimulation at her clit so consuming.

  It was crazy, intense and maddening.

  It was everything she’d ever wanted.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Jared

  The look of pure lust etched into Sophie’s pretty features was awe-inspiring, as was watching her take Daniel’s cock when he barged the organ past her lips, making her gag and choke around him. Her cunt clenched around Jared’s intrusion with each desperate breath, tightening his balls and pushing him harder and faster toward his own frenzied climax. The logical part of his brain knew Sophie wouldn’t be able to take much more. Her arms had to be aching by now, the blood supply severely restricted to her hands, and yet still, he didn’t halt. Ignoring those warnings, Jared pushed on, intentionally impacting her greedy clit with each fresh lunge into her delicious cunt, and the way she gripped his shaft told him it wouldn’t take much for Sophie to topple with him.

  “Fuck, Jared.”

  Jared lifted his gaze just in time to catch the ecstatic expression on Daniel’s face and as he leaned over Sophie’s body, he watched as Daniel deposited his load over Sophie’s open mouth. A spike of arousal soared through Jared at the scene. It was like every schoolboy’s wet dream, watching the woman you wanted lapping up cum from one of your oldest friend’s while you continued to drive into the warmth of her cunt. And the whole time she had no choice but to yield; to take what was given to her; to play the little whore.

  “That was incredible.” Daniel pumped the remainder of his pleasure over Sophie’s parted lips, his fist finally relaxing in her hair.

  Her brown eyes were watery as she glanced back in Jared’s direction.

  “What do you say to Daniel?” Jared grunted the words to her while he made short, insistent thrusts into her pussy.

  He was close.

  So close to coming apart, and he had an idea that hearing Sophie’s whimpering little mewls was going to be enough to push him over the precipice, and if he was lucky, he would drag Sophie down with him.

  “Th-thank you, sir.” Sophie’s voice was hoarse, her throat no doubt battered by the ferocity of Daniel’s cock, but she’d said it and Jared couldn’t help but groan in response.

  “You are welcome, Sophie.” Daniel beamed as he gazed down at her, his eyes no doubt surveying the pattern of cum he’d left over her pretty face.

  “And now, me, little girl.”

  Sophie’s gaze shot back to Jared, her eyes wide. “D-Daddy?”

  Jared slammed back into her, the force eliciting groans from them both and Sophie lifted her hips to greet the intrusion, her nipples beading wonderfully between them as the pleasure crescendoed.

  “You heard me.” His voice was a low growl. “Beg Daddy for his cum.”

  She pulled in a shaky breath, her eye lids fluttering at the command. “Pl-please, Daddy,” she stammered. “Please may I have your cum?”

  Jared smirked at her breathy pleas. He wished he could hold back and keep pounding her for a moment longer—anything to elongate the hedonism of this union—the way she was captured by the cuffs, the desperate look in her eyes and his friend’s semen already staining her skin. It was all so fucking perfect.

  But Jared couldn’t. There was no way. No way of holding back from this.

  “Louder, baby.” Jared gritted his teeth, lowering his body over Sophie’s while he ground his hips into her sex. “Scream it. Scream for Daniel. Scream it and let’s see if anyone out there can hear you, little girl.”

  He pressed his palms down into rug, glowering over her as she contempla
ted his demands.

  “Please, Daddy.” Sophie was screaming now, calling out as though she wanted help—or mercy—though she had no hope of either. “Please give me your cum, Daddy.”

  Those words were Jared’s undoing. He splintered, his balls contracting until they were painful and then the most powerful orgasm swept him away. Collapsing over her chest, Jared panted at the intensity and all the while, his hips were still moving, crushing her swollen clitoris and pumping cum inside Sophie.

  It took a moment for his sense of consciousness to return, though Jared was still shuddering with the pleasure when he drew away from Sophie. She blinked up at him, the need for her own pleasure still evident in her face, though of course, she didn’t dare to vocalize it.

  “She’s perfect.” Daniel pulled up his zipper with a smile. “I take it all back. I take back every word.”

  Jared smiled, but his gaze never left Sophie. He couldn’t drag his eyes from those soulful, brown orbs. “She is fucking perfect,” he agreed. “The question is, do you think she’s been good enough for an orgasm of her own, or should I keep my little girl wet and wanting?”

  Sophie trembled at the question, blowing out a shaky breath in response.

  Daniel laughed. “Up to you,” he concluded with a shrug. “But I’d get her on her belly soon. She’s bound to have lost the feeling in her hands by now.”

  Jared nodded. Daniel was right, and withdrawing from her body altogether, he and Daniel rolled Sophie onto her tummy. She settled against the rug, her peachy little arse still a little pink from her spanking the night before and her fingers flexing in the small of her back.

  Rising to his feet, Jared tucked his cock back inside his pants. “How are those hands, little girl?”

  “I have pins and needles, Daddy,” Sophie said with a sniffle and she turned her head as best she could in his direction.

  “Stay there for a while then,” Jared concluded. “While Daniel and I finish up downstairs and then I’ll come and deal with you.”