"Yeah, your wife knows you fuck all these men? Fucking whore yourself out for me, dress up all pretty," Frank got close to my ear in his whisper. "Call me daddy." I gulped. "Yes, sir." I spoke softly, obediently. "Tell me pretty boy, what's our safe word?" "Red, daddy." Frank smiled, tilting my head up with his fingers. "Good boy," he purred, reaching down to stroke me. I gasped, trying not to buck up.
"That's it, good fucking boy." The slick sound of him jerking me off filled the room, alongside my whimpering. "A-ah, mmh, daddy," I gasped breathlessly as Frank thumbed at my slit. "Oh!" I moaned, toes curling. He stopped, roughly pushing me onto the bed and turning me over. He lifted my skirt up and smacked my ass hard, three or four times. My breath hitched, I bucked up onto the sheets. "No, Gerard." Frank scolded firmly, hands grabbing at my ass.
I blushed. "What do you say? Hm, pretty boy?" "S-sorry sir." Frank hummed. "That's right, sugar." He said, caressing my back and my hips, pulling me closer to him. I felt his fingers ghost over my rim, slick with lube. "You ready for it, slut? Huh, you want daddy's fingers up your ass, stretching you out real good? Cause I bet you know what's coming next, yeah?" I let out a squeak at his words, dripping with vulgarity. "S-sir," I gasped as he shoved two in at once.
"You gonna answer daddy? You know better, baby. Behave." He spat, punctuating it by curling his fingers up, rubbing my spot. "H-oh, mm- oh fuck, fuck sir, m'nna-" Frank cut me off. "No," He scoffed, pulling his fingers out. "You're better than that, Gerard. Fuckin pathetic. You want it so bad, huh? Wanna cum all over yourself before I'm inside you?" I shook my head. "N-no sir. Just- feels so good, feel like I can't hold it. I'll be a good boy, promise."
He pulled me back roughly and lined himself up, pushing in without warning. "Fuck, sugar. After all this time and I thought you wouldn't be as tight. You know why, Gee? Tell me why." He said, slamming into me, clearing my thoughts. "Cause I'm a slut, daddy. Oh fuck! A-mm a fucking slut for you sir." Frank smirked, I could feel it. "That's right, babe." He said, grinding up to find my prostate. He grazed it and I gasped pathetically.
"Yeah? That's what you want? Fucking beg me for it." He growled, reaching up my stomach to play with my nipples as he circled my spot. "O-oh daddy, daddy, please!" I sobbed. "Please Frankie I need-ah f-fuckkk." I was a complete wreck, writhing and sobbing in pure desperation. I screamed when he slammed back in at that perfect angle. "Listen to you, what a dirty fucking bitch. You should see yourself honey." He said, close to my ear as he pulled my hair back. "A-ah ahh, d-daddy fuckfuck! I'm gonna- wanna- ah please!" I gasped.
"Cum for me sweetheart. Fuckin do it." I moaned high pitched and breathy, Frank jerking me off roughly. A chorus of gasps and screams as I spilled into his hand. "That's it honey, good boy. Fuck Gee I'm cumming, oh god-" He groaned. He pulled out and turned us over. "Thank you, Frankie." "You're welcome, baby. I love you." He smiled. "I love you too."
