It was the middle of the night when she heard the sound of the door creaking and heavy footsteps. He tiptoed into the room where she lay fast asleep on her bed. Without making a noise, he leaned down and gently kissed her lips. She stirred slightly, mumbling something in her sleep.

"Wake up, baby," he whispered softly.

She opened her eyes slowly, taking in her surroundings. "R-Ryan?" she said sleepily, still half-asleep.

"Darling, I told you to call me 'daddy.' That's what you do when we have our special moments together. Remember how much you loved that surprise I gave you earlier? Well, this is another one just for you. Don't be afraid, my precious. Daddy is here to take care of you." he said

"What are you talking about?" she asked, rolling over and covering herself with her blanket.

He chuckled darkly and pulled back the blanket, revealing her face. "Don't hide from me, my little princess. I only want to make you happy. Please, let me play with you." he said 

"Leave me alone," she pouted, trying to push him away.

But he wasn't going anywhere. He leaned over and planted a rough kiss on her lips, pulling her hair and keeping her in place. "No, darling. You belong to me, and I won't stop until you accept that fact." he said as she struggled.

"Please, Ryan," she pleaded.

His eyes grew darker with desire as he listened to her pleading. "Please what? Be specific, my little princess. Tell me exactly what you want," he demanded.

"Please, let me go..." she cried out as tears started to prick the corners of her eyes.

His expression hardened as he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look directly at him. "You know I can't do that. You belong to me, and I'll never let you go. You're my little slut, and I'll do whatever I want with you." he said harshly.

"Stop!" she tried to shout, but he put a hand on her mouth, silencing her screams with his strong grip.

"No need for that, baby girl. It's just you and me tonight." he said firmly, staring deep into her eyes.

Without warning, he lowered his head and began to bite gently on her neck. Her body trembled with fear and pleasure as he took control of her every movement. She wanted to cry out in pain as he continued to bite her neck, but her cries were muffled by his hand clamped tightly over her mouth. Despite her struggles, she couldn't escape his grasp.

"Shh... Don't scream, baby girl. Enjoy this moment just like you always do." he whispered in a low and controlling voice as he moved his hand from her mouth to her breasts, roughly fondling them. Tears started to roll down her face as she let out sounds of anger and pleasure.

"Bastard..." she muttered, her voice barely audible.

He chuckled darkly as he continued to fondle her breasts. "That's it, princess. Let it all out. Give in to your darkest desires and let Daddy take care of you." he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

He leaned in to kiss her again, his tongue forced its way into her mouth, exploring it with rough passion. His hand never stopped rubbing over her nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She attempted to push him away, but he laughed cruelly as he grabbed her wrists, pinning her hands above her head.

 "Trying to resist, my little slut? You know it's useless. You can squirm and struggle all you want, but you're mine now. No one else can have you but me." he said in a low tone while pressing his body onto hers, letting her feel his hard member against her inner thigh.

She struggled beneath him, wiggling and crying as he moved his body above her. He smirked, taking pleasure in her efforts to escape his grasp. Leaning down, he whispered in her ear, "Keep squirming like that, baby girl. It only turns me on more."

His fingers on his free hand traced the curves of her hips, lightly caressing her skin before beginning to squeeze and scratch a little too roughly. "I'm gonna make sure you remember who's boss here," he growled, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"Please, wait," she begged, locking her knees together in desperation.

Pausing, he looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. "Wait for what, baby girl? Are you feeling shy now?" he teased, his grip on her hips tightening slightly as he frowned. He placed his hand on her knee and pushed it apart gently.

"What's wrong, princess?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern. "Do you not love me anymore?" he added, kissing her neck tenderly.

She continued to fight against his hands, pushing them away with all her might. "Ryan, please!" she implored.

He raised an eyebrow as he noticed her refusal to cooperate. "Is there something wrong, baby girl?" he asked, his voice laced with worry. "You can tell Daddy anything."

Trying to calm her nerves, he rubbed his other hand soothingly on her thigh. "I promise I won't hurt you unless you make me.”

“Ryan, you're going to fast, wait a minute.” she pleaded.

He stared at her with narrowed eyes, but then tried to compose himself. "Going too fast?" he repeated, "And what pace should I be going at? The perfect pace for you, baby girl?"

Slowly, he slid his hand up her thigh and gently teased the edge of her panties with his fingertip. "Tell me, sweetheart. Don't you want Daddy to make love to you?" he whispered in her ear, his voice low and husky.

But she kept her legs locked, pleading with him not to continue. "Please don't," she trembled softly.

Seeing her resistance, his face twisted into an angry expression. He stood up from the bed and began to tower over her. "Don't what, princess?" he snarled, his voice low and threatening. "As much as I hate hearing those words coming from your mouth, little slut... I'll give you one more chance to comply."

Reaching out, he roughly grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard until it bent at an unnatural angle. "You forget who's in charge here?" he growled dangerously, staring down at her with hatred shining in his cold eyes.

She cried out sharply, "Ryan, please! You're hurting me!"

He releases her wrist, leaving behind a painful bruise. He takes a step back, looking down at her with contempt etched across his face.

"This is what happens when you defy me," he says coldly. "I've made it clear time and again that you must obey me without question."

He clenched his fists tightly and cracked them loudly, making her jump in fear. "So now, tell me what you want, or prepare yourself for the consequences," he growled menacingly.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she whimpered, "Please, Ry.. I mean daddy, I'll be a good girl. Just don't hurt me."

He smirked, enjoying her fear and vulnerability. He slowly approached her, getting closer until she felt his hot breath against her neck.

"Good girl," he whispered in a low, sinister tone. "Obedience is everything. If you follow my orders, I promise to reward you." He gently wiped away her tears with his thumb, his touch both comforting and unsettling.

"But remember, disobedience comes with consequences," he warned, his voice dripping with threat. "You need to learn your lesson, baby girl." With that, he leaned in and kissed her fiercely, his lips claiming hers in a possessive way.

Her hands barely hold onto him, trying to stop him, but they continue to shake as she continued to cry.

"Okay, I'll do whatever daddy, please..." she whispered.

He pulled away from the kiss, taking in her trembling form under the moonlight. He senses her fear and vulnerability, which only fuels his desire further.

"Better," he muttered approvingly. He stripped off his clothes, revealing his body bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. His erection twitched, ready for action.

Then he reached out and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her effortlessly off the bed. She gasped, unable to move as he carried her to the middle of the room and placed her on the cold wooden floor. He stepped back, admiring her nearly nude form from head to toe, his eyes hungry and lustful. She trembled on the floor, feeling exposed and intimidated. His gaze lingered on her breasts, his eyes glinting with desire.

As he approached, his massive frame cast an ominous shadow over her. Her heart raced with fear as he whispered, "You are even more beautiful when you’re terrified.”

He reached down once again and grabbed her arm, his grip tightened around her wrist, pulling it up and over her head until she arched her back in submission. The air grew heavy with tension as he growled, "Do you apologize for disobeying me?"

Her voice trembled as she responded, "Yes, daddy, I'm so sorry." Despite her fear, some sort of forced, genuine remorse washed over her, and she begged for his mercy.

With a flick of his wrist, he released her arm. His eyes locked onto hers, his expression intense and menacing, his nostrils flared slightly in arousal.

"Good girl," he murmured, satisfied with her submission. But he wasn't done yet.

He tugged at her panties until they came loose, leaving her bare-legged and shivering in the cool air. Then he ripped away her tiny bra, revealing her perky breasts to him. Her nipples stiffened and stood upright from the chill, while her pussy clamped shut, and moisture trickled down. She felt mortified and covered her face with shame. His eyes gleamed with malevolent pleasure at her embarrassment and wetness. He picked up a nearby belt, making sure she saw its sinister curve.

"If you want this to hurt less," he growled in a low, threatening tone, "lift your pretty little ass up for me."

Reluctantly, she rolled over and raised her buttocks, exposing them as her face pressed into the cold, hardwood floor.

"You smell so delicious," he moaned gruffly, pressing his growing cock against her.  "Now you belong to me, don't you?"

Suddenly, without warning, he delivered a sharp, stinging slap directly onto her exposed ass cheek, causing her to cry out in shock.

"Answer me!" he barked harshly.

She cried out, "Y-yes, Daddy! I belong to you!" as he wrapped his hand around her hips, his fingers digging deep into her soft flesh as he claimed her completely.

"That's right, baby," he rasped, the roughness in his voice betraying his unbridled desire. "Every inch of you is mine. You're my plaything, my slave, my property. I can do whatever I want with you."

With a dominant growl, he forced her legs wide apart and positioned himself between them, his throbbing member brushing against her wet entrance. Without hesitation, he thrust deeply inside her, filling her up with his possessive force. The room echoed with the sound of her combined moans and the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh. His movements were primal, his desire unrestrained as he used her to fulfill his darkest fantasies. Her body trembled beneath him, overwhelmed by the intensity of his possession. She couldn't help but feel small and insignificant under his dominance, but there was something about it that turned her on that made her feel dirty.

Despite her fear, she couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through her veins as he took her with an animalistic hunger. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she feared herself craving more. Her body shook violently as he continued to fuck her roughly, her legs becoming weaker with every passing second. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she buried her face into the floor, muffling her sobs between moans. But despite the pain, she couldn't help but start to enjoy the feeling of being used like nothing more than a sex toy for his pleasure. The humiliation and degradation only served to turn her on even more against her will.

"Do you like it, slut?" he growled out, punctuating each word with a hard slap onto her trembling ass. "Answer me!"

She managed to choke out a response between sobs and moans. "Y-yes, daddy," she gasped. "I... I love it."

His cruel smile widened as he heard her words. "Good girl," he snarled. "You know what you are. A worthless piece of shit who belongs to me."

He picked up the pace, pounding into her without mercy. He abused her, using her body for his own twisted desires.

"I'm your little slut, daddy," she whispered, forcing out the words through gritted teeth. "Please use me."

He groaned as he pumped harder, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her. "Such a good little slut," he panted, reaching down to her head and his grip tightening around her hair. He pulled hard, lifting her head up. "You're mine, and you'll do whatever I say."

He growled out another order, spitting the words at her. "Show me how much you want it."

She nodded eagerly, unable to resist his command. She arched her back, offering herself up to him.

He grinned wickedly as he watched her display. "Very well," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "Let's see if you're really as obedient as you claim to be."

And with that, he pulled his cock out and began to punish her mercilessly, spanking her hard across the ass until she screamed in pain.

As she struggled against the pain, she pleaded with him, "Daddy, please give it to me again. I need it so badly. Please take my tender holes."

But he only smiled wickedly, taking pleasure in her discomfort. "You want it so bad, huh? Well, then you're going to beg for it."

He watched as she writhed in agony. The unbearable ache built up inside of her, making her desperate for relief.

"Beg me, slut," he commanded harshly, watching as she trembled with fear and desire.

Desperately, she whimpered, "Please, daddy... pleaseee give it back to me. I'll do anything… I need your thick cock inside me, please…" Her voice cracked on the last word in humiliation and defeat as her entire body ached in need.

To test her resolve, he continued to tease her mercilessly, stroking himself as he forced her to beg more. Each stroke brought her closer to the edge, making her even more desperate for release. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he decided to end her suffering. With one swift thrust, he plunged deep into her wet hole, filling her up completely. Her heart raced with anticipation as she let out a strangled cry as waves of pleasure washed over her body, leaving her wracked with both pleasure and pain.

"That's a better sound," he praised coldly, his voice deep and rough with desire. "Now you belong to me."

With each slow movement, he dragged every single nerve ending in her body apart and back together again, sending shivers down her spine.

"Feel how good this is?" he asked, his voice filled with lust.

She groaned, unable to find the words as waves of unbearable pleasure shot through her aching body. "Yes... it's so good," she gasped out between gasps for air.

His growl of satisfaction echoed through the room as he spanked her once, hard enough to sting but not quite hard enough to hurt. "This is just the warm-up, slut. You think this feels good? Just wait until I truly fuck you."

As he continued to thrust into her, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Her body trembled with anticipation as she let out a loud scream, her pleasure reaching new heights. As she reached her peak, she screamed out in ecstasy, her body shaking violently as she came harder than she had ever experienced before.

"Oh god, yes!" she cried out, her voice filled with pure bliss.

He watched her closely, taking in her beautiful reaction as he pulled out of her, his own release coming quickly after hers. He came onto her back, covering her in hot cum as she continued to shake and writhe beneath him. 

As she lay sprawled on the floor, gasping for breath, he released her from his grip with a contented sigh. His eyes scan her body hungrily, taking in every inch of her exposed flesh.

"You were always such a whore, weren't you?" he sneers standing up and striding confidently around the room. "Begging for it, no matter how much punishment I gave you."

His hand brushed against her thigh as he approached again, causing her skin to tingle with excitement.

"If you want me to finish what I started, you had better prove to me that you truly belong to me," he demands, his gaze blazing with intensity.

She could feel the heat radiating off of him, the scent of his pheromones overwhelming her senses as she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position and turned to face him still trembling. With a wicked smile spreading across his lips, he advanced towards her like a predator closing in on its prey. She continued to tremble with anticipation as his towering form blocked out everything else in the room. The tip of his massive cock pressed against her mouth, teasing her lips.

"You need to clean it off. Princess. Suck it." he commanded, his voice low and gruff.

She opened her mouth wide, her tongue flicking out to lick at the head of his cock eagerly. She swallowed it whole, feeling the power of his erection surge through her body. He growled deeply, his hips thrusting forward forcefully, driving his cock deeper into her throat. He gripped her hair tightly, pulling her head back as he continued to abuse her mercilessly.

"That's it, little slut," he snarled, thrusting harder and faster until they were both panting heavily.

He yanked on her hair roughly, digging his fingernails into her scalp just hard enough to make her cry out in pleasure and pain. Her throat burned, the cockhead rubbing the back of it with each rough stroke. Desperate for release, she tried to open her eyes, looking up only to be met with his piercing gaze, filled with lust and satisfaction that borders on cruelty. 

"Look at me," he growled, his voice rough and animalistic. She stared into his eyes with a mixture of fear and pain, her brows furrowing pitifully. 

The sight of her tearful eyes and the length of his erection inside her mouth triggered an instinctual response within him, causing any remaining sense of control to slip away. With a forceful grip on her head, he pushed her down until she was gasping and struggling for air, tears streaming down her face. As he continued to thrust himself deeper into her throat, she felt her body being overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation. Her heart raced and her breath came in ragged gasps as she tried to fight against the overwhelming urge to choke. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't resist the pleasure that coursed through her veins with each movement of his hips.

Till finally, he came in her mouth, spilling hot cum down her throat. "Swallow it all, bitch!" he growled, watching as she desperately tried to keep up with the torrent of semen pouring into her.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't swallow it all. Some dribbled down her chin and onto her chest, leaving a mess on breasts that slowly dripped off onto the floor. But he didn't seem to care, giving a wide, sinister grin. He then pulled out of her mouth with a loud pop, and she coughed violently, trying to clear the bile that had accumulated in her throat. As she looked up at him, she saw the satisfaction in his eyes.

"Fucking Amazing," he praised roughly, letting her fall back on her butt breathlessly, satisfaction radiating off him like heat waves. "You may go back to bed, baby girl. You've earned your rest," he whispered before standing up, draping his imposing figure over hers. 

"You deserve every bit of this," he said, grinning. “I love you, baby girl.”

"I… love you… too." she whispers, barely able to breathe.

He smiled coldly, stepping away from her. "That's what I thought," he said, "Now go on before I want more.”  

And with that he simply turned and walked away from her. She staggered to her feet, still shaking from the intensity of their encounter, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably and desperately searched for a towel to clean herself up.