Rachel opens his door slowly and hears the water running in the bathroom.

She goes to walk towards the door, but stops once she spots the note on his bed.

She walks over and picks it up.

"Darlin, lay down and relax, there's a blunt in the nightstand."

She reads before tossing it aside, opening the night stand to pull out the blunt.

She lights it and take a huge hit before leaning back, letting her body relax before the next round of abuse.

I just stand there and let the steaming hot water hit me, slowly washing all the ċum and sweat off my body.

I laugh as I think back to how loud she screamed and the look of fear she had.

"Well, I heard the door open so I know she's in there, but what next?"

I think to myself as I cut the water off and step out, starting to dry myself off as I look in the mirror.

Rachel can still feel his ċum deep inside her, it's making her hornier than she ever thought possible.

"Fuck."

She thinks to herself as she snuffs the blunt out and slowly slides her hand down, moving towards her aching and dripping ċunt.

She doesn't think about the consequences as she starts rubbing her ċŀɨt.

She starts to shake softly as she closes her eyes, letting what just happened replay in her mind.

She whimpers as she slides to fingers inside herself, instantly hooking upwards into her g-spot.

I hear what sounds like a soft mȯȧn as I finish drying off, but dismiss it as a figment if my imagination.

I slowly open the door and watch what's happening in front of me, before slowly closing the door as a wicked smile spreads across my face.

She doesn't even notice that he's left the bathroom, she's so close to ċummɨnġ and she can't stop.

It feels so good that her legs are trembling and it's getting hard to breath.

I reach beside my bed and unplug the extension door, before yanking it up and rushing her.

I can tell she's startled by the noise because her eyes shoot open, but that's not my concern right now.

I grab her by the ankles and yank her ȧss to the edge of the bed.

I don't hesitate as I pin her arms above her head and wrap them up, using the cord as a makeshift rope to incapacitate her.

That's fine you dumb bitch."

I growl as I push her legs back and grip her shoulders, bottoming out with one thrust.

She feels so scared but horny at the same time.

She knows that she's pissed him off, but there's no stopping what's about to happen.

Even if she could, she doesn't want him to stop.

She wants for him to unleash and fuċk her up.

She can't help but scream as his ċȯċk impales her, it's pounding her already sore pussƴ.

I snarl as I hold her legs together and look into her eyes, slamming in and out of her mercilessly.

I reach down and wrap both hands around her throat, choking her as I deep stroke her pussƴ.

She lays there and takes her fuċkɨnġ like a good girl, bȧrėly able to breath as his hands squeeze her windpipe.

She looks into his eyes and can tell there's nothing human left for now, he's fuċkɨnġ her so hard that all she can do is scratch her nails down his back.

She tries to scream but she's not getting enough oxygen, she's about to black out and they both know it.

"FUCKKKKKK!!"

I roar as I fuċk her with everything I have and tighten my grip on her throat.

I can feel her pussƴ grip my throbbing ċȯċk, it's telling me that she needs to ċum.

"Cum all over my fuċkɨnġ dɨċk, princess!"

I snarl into her ear before leaning back up.

"GOO-"

As she's trying to get his hands off her throat, she starts ċummɨnġ her brains out.

"UGHHHHHH!!!"

She screams as her body starts convulsing, the only thing keeping her awake is her ȯrġȧsm.

I lean down to her neck and start biting softly.

"I'm own all of you, even the air in your fuċkɨnġ lungs."

I snarl as I bottom out and grind into her ċŀɨt, letting my ċȯċk fill her up.

"That's why I'm gonna kiss you as you blackout, stealing the last breath from those pretty lips."

I growl as I pull out and bottom out again.

"FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK!"

She's stop trying to pull his hands off, her face has went numb and she doesn't care.

She knows she's on the verge of passing out, but she's gonna do what it takes to please daddy.

I move to her lips and kiss softly, thrusting one more time so she gasps into my mouth.

I can feel her body start to go limp as I pull away, so I let go and move my grip to her hɨps.

I don't hesitate as I flip her over with ease, before bottoming out from behind as she lays there.

Rachel isn't a sleep but she's not awake.

All she can feel is pure ecstasy.

She can feel him fuċkɨnġ the shit out of her, but it's like she's unable to move.

All she can do is scream and beg for more as he fuċks her like an animal.

I growl as I stroke in and out of her dripping pussƴ, I'm so close to busting again.

But, I don't wanna fill her up again.

I reach up and undo the restraints on her hands, before pulling out and stepping back.

"Bitch, lay on your back and hang your head off the edge of the bed."

I snarl as I stroke my throbbing ċȯċk and watch her.

She snaps out of the trance she was in, instantly getting into position for daddy.

She looks up at him and tries to look as innocent as possible.

"Please fuċk my whore face and ċum wherever you want."

She whimpers as she grabs her tɨts, using her nails to showcase them.

I don't speak as I walk towards her open mouth, letting my ċȯċk slide down her throat with ease.

"Fucking hell!"

I snarl as I grit my teeth and wrap my hands around the back of her head, holding her still so I can fuċk her face with ease.

I can feel my ċȯċk start to throb as my balls tense up.

"FUCK, I'M GONNA NUT!"

I roar as I bottom out and my eyes roll back, my legs starting to shake as I empty myself down her throat.

I can feel her hands start to claw me and try to push me away, but I don't pull out until her throat drains every drop of ċum from my ċȯċk.

She rolls onto her stomach and tries to catch her breath, he's a monster and she loves it.

"Fucking hell daddy."

She whimpers as she reaches out and grabs his ċȯċk.

"Please let me stay the night so I can wake you up by suċkɨnġ this beautiful ċȯċk."

She pleads as she strokes him softly, he's still a little hard.

"Ugh!"

I mȯȧn as her hand strokes me.

"Bitch, it's only 1:00 in the morning.

If you stay the night, there's a chance you're gonna get fuċkėd a few more times."

I say as I reach down and grip her throat, not choking her but just holding her head up.

"Daddy, you can do whatever you fuċkɨnġ want to me.... Just let me stay."

She says before leaning down and slamming his ċȯċk down her throat, suċkɨnġ it one more time before pulling off.

"Fine ċunt.... Don't get dressed and bring your ȧss."

I say as I pull away and head towards the bedroom door.

"Where are you going, daddy?"

She asks as she watches him.

"Guess you'll just have to follow me to see."

I say with a laugh as I open the door and disappear for a moment....