Free Chosen to Be His Little Angeline by Zoe Blake Page A

humiliation, she was aroused.
    "Yes, I do believe you can think of a better way of thanking me since you perhaps enjoyed your punishment a little bit," he said with a hint of amusement as he continued to rub her cunny.
    "No, no," she cried. "I don't understand. I didn't like it. I swear. I don't understand."
    "It's all right, little one. Papa understands. Now ask Papa very sweetly to fuck you."
    "But I'm still tender from last night…and now…I'm stinging from my punishment, I don't want to... to do…that…that," she stammered.
    "Little one, this isn't about what you want, it is about what Papa wants. Now ask me nicely to fuck you before I get the birch rod again."
    "No, please don't," she sobbed. "Please, Papa, please fuck me."
    "That is better. I will make an obedient, little one out of you yet," he said, stroking her soft, curly hair before releasing his cock from his britches.
    Blackhurst pushed the broad head of his shaft against her tiny entrance. In the bright sunlight he could see she was still red and puffy from him taking her maidenhead the night before. He watched as her body was forced to accept his cock, feeling her tight heat wrap around him. Slowly driving forward, he did not relent till his hips felt the warmth from her punished backside.
    Whimpering and squirming, Angeline took deep breaths as her body strained against his painful entry. "Please, not so far," she simpered. It burned. It felt like he was tearing into her all over again. Would it feel like this every time he took her? She gasped as the ridged head of his cock rubbed along her delicate inner muscles as he pulled free, only to thrust back into her constricted passage.
    Blackhurst took a handful of her soft flesh in each hand and spread her bottom wide. Angeline groaned but knew better than to make any further protest. Her sweet cunny entrance was stretched obscenely wide to accommodate the girth of his cock as it pushed and pulled its way into her body. He ran his thumb along the edge, collecting her cream, the evidence of her coerced arousal.
    Running his thumb up from her cunny, he circled her small rosebud. It trembled and puckered tight at his touch.
    "What…what are you doing?" she asked tremulously.
    "Shhh."
    Blackhurst moved the pad of his thumb in small circles around her rosebud, softly applying more pressure. The slightly darker pink skin glistened with her own cream. Finally, after pausing with his cock thrust achingly deep inside her, he pressed hard against her hidden entrance till his thumb pushed in to the first knuckle.
    Angeline started and tried to pull forward away from his intrusive thumb.
    "Stop! Not there!"
    Blackhurst ignored her pleas, ramming his thumb in further. Moving it in sweeping circles along the tight muscled rim, he began opening her back entrance.
    This pain was different from anything Angeline had experienced so far. The slightest movement of his thumb sent a sharp stabbing pain through her middle.
    "Stop. It hurts. My stomach hurts. You must stop. I beg you."
    Blackhurst pressed down on his thumb, widening her tight back entrance further as he increased the driving thrusts of his cock. With his free hand, he reached up and grabbed a fistful of her soft hair, pulling hard. Angeline's head snapped back, forcing her whole body to once again painfully arch. The movement pushed her bottom higher in the air, forcing his thumb in deeper. Blackhurst's thrusts came faster and fiercer.
    "You will learn to cum only through pain," he snarled against her ear before nipping at it.
    His harsh grip on her hair, the sharp cramping feel of his thumb buried deep in her bottom, the bruising pace of his cock as it pummeled her already sore cunny. It was all too much for Angeline. With a scream, the breath left her body in a dizzying rush as a hot band of release snapped. After a few more brutal thrusts, Blackhurst viciously pulled out of her abused cunny and roared his release against her now slightly opened rosebud.
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