"Oh, Daddy, I've been bad..."
From Create Your Own Story
"That so?" Mac growls, and comes at you with a quick rush that surprises you, given his size. He grips your wrist and spins you around, pulling your hand up behind your back with a jerk that makes you yelp. He reaches around with his other hand and pulls your second wrist as well, holding both in one rough hand while he pushes you forward. You land heavily on the bed with a grunt, and he chuckles, reaching down to where the suitcase is without letting go of your wrists.
A moment later, you feel him tie your wrists together with one of the plastic strips. His rough hands finish their work, then tug at your shirt, pulling it up and over your head and looping it around your arms at the wrists, further restricting your movement. With a chuckle, he rolls you onto your back, looking down at you from above with a mean smirk.
"Boy, I knew you'd been bad when I saw you wandering around like a whore in that bar," he says. "You need a Daddy to keep you in your place, don't you?" You can see the outline of his dick in his jeans - this is obviously turning him on. You lick your lips, and he grunts. He tugs your legs until you fall off the bed and land on your ass with a yelp. Then he presses his crotch against you face.
He actually has some trouble pulling down his zipper due to the pressure his dick exerts on the crotch of his jeans. You realize, from the explosion of thick, black pubic hair, that the man is not wearing any underwear. Finally, the pants are undone and the monster is unleashed.
You gasp.
Mac's mule cock is one of the biggest -- and ugliest -- you've ever seen. But rather than turning you off, the beastly appearance of his uncut meat is unbelievably arousing. The oversized shaft is gnarled with huge, raised veins and the bloated head is a bright purple and covered with dick slime. It looks more like some wild animal's throbbing organ than a man's! The raunchy odor of it fills your nostrils and makes your head swim with horny need.
The man roughly grabs you by the hair as you open your mouth to engulf the dripping mushroom head. The knob is so swollen and fat that you can barely fit in in your mouth. A squirt of pre-fuck oozes out the pisshole and lands on your tastebuds. The flavor is indescribable - raw, gamey, salty, masculine. You want more and begin sliding your tongue all over Mac's glans like a big lollipop.
"Fuck yesss..." The stud groans as he begins shoving his cock deeper into your mouth. His big paw presses at the back of your head, forcing you to take his hard-on into your throat.
You begin to panic - his cock is way too big! There's no way you can swallow it's brutal thickness! You whine and shake your head around the mouthful of dickmeat. Mac is unmoved by your pleas. Your hands twist behind you impotently as he roughly plugs the gigantic prick down your gullet.
Immediately, you start choking, your throat spasming around the invader. You can't help it as gobs of spit roll down your chin and snot comes out your nose. You look up pleadingly at the man's face, your eyes filled with tears.
"Yeah, boy!" The man looks down at you with a mixture of lust and cruelty in his eyes. "Fuckin' regretting your whoring around now, arencha? Fuckin' worthless boywhore! You gonna gag on Daddy's joint!"
Mac grabs you by both ears and begins skullfucking you even harder. You're not sure whether it's the lack of oxygen reaching your brain or the sadistically rough way Mac is using you, but your own cock is hard as steel.
The man spits on your face and yanks his cock from your throat. His cock is soaked with mucus and spit, and he begins whacking it hard against your face. You cough and hack, desperately trying to catch your breath.
The large man lifts you by your armpits and throws you back onto the bed. He undoes your jeans and tugs them off with your underwear as well - your hard dick slaps against your stomach, and he chuckles. Your shoulders burn from the way your wrists press behind your back.
Mac reaches down and rolls you onto your stomach, lifting and pushing you until your head is buried between the pillows at the top of the bed, and your ass is high in the air, your knees parted and propping it up. He slides onto the bed, and without warning slaps your ass, hard. You yelp into the cloth below your mouth, but your dick throbs.
"How old d'you say you just turned, boy?" Daddy Mac asks.
You tell him, shaking.
He spanks your ass - hard - once for every year, and soon your ass is burning and hot, stinging where his palm slaps your bare and smooth flesh. Your shivering, face down between the pillows, gasping and twisting and yelping with every strike of his hand. Finally, the last blow lands, and you hear Daddy Mac chuckle.
"You learning your lessons, boy?"
"Yes, Daddy!" you moan. His hand strokes your dick - which is still rock hard, and you moan again.
"I think you like it rough, don't you boy?"
You agree again, not sure what this means about you, but knowing it's true with every cell of your being. Mac's finger rubs between your red ass cheeks, and dips roughly into your hole. You moan, long and breathless at the intrusion.
"You want to swallow Daddy's load, cunt? Or is that ass ready for Daddy to breed?"
You say...
