Some nights I like it rough. That's an understatement, im a masochist. Really fuckin rough. "Fuckin slut! Can't even fucking take it, but you're going to. All you are is a worthless fucking whore, ya know that? Hm?" I let out wrecked fucking sounds of practical torture. He pulled my collar up to spit in my mouth. "Mm, fuck!! Aha!" Gerard smirked. I thrashed around, hands bound back as I struggled against them, panting and gasping. He slowed only to thrust sharply, harshly back in, continuing at this pace, almost punishing. He reached his hand down and smacked me, hard across the face. "Yeah, you like that? Fucking painslut is what you are. Filthy fucking disgusting whore."
I let out a loud cry. I couldn't control it, it just felt too damn good. Being fucked and used like this, like I was what he said I was. " I asked you a fucking question." He snapped."Y-yes sir, sir!" I cried, chest rising and falling, the doves on my hips bruising over from his grip. "What's my name? Huh?" He taunted, eyebrows drawn and stern. "Daddy, daddy!!" I sobbed. Everything was so overwhelming, I just can't. I just can't. But I can, and I will. For him. I'll be a good boy for him. "What's your color, lovely?" He asked, knowing what I was feeling. "Green sir, don't stop. I can take it." "Good boy." He said, taking me into his hand and stroking me quickly.
I squeezed my eyes shut, arching my back. "F-fuckkk daddy i-mmh gonna c-cum!! Mmh! Please, please can I cum?" I whined. "How bad, Frankie? Show me how bad you want it. Cause I don't think sluts like you deserve to come." I exhaled, taking as deep a breath as I could manage. "Please, please, please. Sir, Daddy, anything, I- I need, need t' c-come. Need it, so, so fucking bad!" I begged, sniffling. "Fine. Go ahead." Gratitude washed over me, spilling into his hand. Him soon to follow.
"Thank you, thank you sir." I cried, in pure relief. "Shhh, daddy's here, babe. I'm right here. You ok hon?" I nodded. "Yes, fuck yes." I sniffled. "Here, let's get you into the shower and cleaned up ok?" I nodded. "What about you, sir? What do you need?" He smiled. "I just want some cuddles, thank you Frankie. But first you gotta shower, up you go." He said, letting in a small breath as he picked me up. I nuzzled into his chest. Fuck, I love him.
