Paying a debt – Part 6

The little whore accepts her place as a fucktoy and has an important talk with her Daddy

Zeke liked having me on display. I was sitting on his lap, leaning back against his chest. He was talking on the phone, but I wasn’t listening. My legs were spread wide and his fingers were playing with my clit. He had told me explicitly to stay absolutely silent. Not one sound. So I tried to breathe through it. Bite my lip to keep from moaning. He was pushing me towards the edge fast, but I knew I wasn’t allowed to cum. It was all that was on my mind at the moment. All my thoughts and wishes for revenge were forgotten, my whole world revolved around this one spot between my legs. I was aware of him putting down his phone. His other hand grabbed my breast and pulled on my nipple. His thick fingers moved from my clit down, to my soaking wet hole. My back arched as he pushed two fingers in, quickly locating my g-spot and I gasped.
“Stay silent,” he warned and I nodded, burying my head in his neck. “And don’t you dare to cum.” I nodded again, holding my breath. I knew I was absolutely soaked, as I heard the sounds my pussy made on his fingers. He added another finger, stretching me wide. The door opened and I heard someone talk to Zeke as he continued to fingerfuck me, causing my body to twitch on his lap.

“Get up,” Zeke suddenly said, withdrawing his fingers and pushing me to my feet. I felt slightly dizzy at the sudden change and my legs were shaking. I quickly opened my eyes, finding a man in the middle of the room staring at me. “Go upstairs and ride him. Condoms are in the closet.” He slapped my ass and leaned back on the couch, taking his phone back in his hand. My cheeks were flushed from his assault before but now I felt a shyness come over me. Yet I walked ahead of him, up the stairs with his footsteps following close behind. I heard someone in one of the other rooms upstairs, but the doors were closed. I just walked straight ahead to the room I had gotten to know so well. At the door, I turned to the side, finding the closet. When I opened it, I saw it was filled with condoms, different types of lube, the clamps Pops used and all kinds of toys. They looked clean, but I wouldn’t want those to be used on me. I quickly grabbed a condom from the pile. Lube wasn’t necessary, because I was soaking wet. When I turned back, the man had already pulled his pants down and was tugging on his cock.
“How old are you?” he asked, with a curious tone in his voice. For a second I was contemplating telling him it was none of his business, or lying. But Zeke would know.
“Fourteen,” I answered curtly, handing him the condom. I watched how he put it on. I then took control, I took his arm and pushed him on the bed on his back.
“And you really want to fuck strangers?” I smiled at him as he scooted a little bit back. I wasn’t much in the mood for talking, nor for fucking strangers, but there wasn’t much I could change about it.
“I am a whore,” I answered simply, as I climbed on the bed on my knees and straddled him, letting his cock slide into my pussy. He hissed, his hands grabbing my hips as he pushed me down on him. I barely felt him. He was thin and long, but not very impressive. But still I moaned for him. “I do what is expected of me.” He opened his mouth to ask another question, but I quickly started bouncing on his cock, moaning louder. I had noticed men liked that. Made them cum faster. So with his hands on my hips I fucked him hard and fast. I felt my own pussy tingle as I squeezed tight on him, but it wasn’t enough to drive me over the edge. It was just enough to keep me aroused.
I heard the stairs creak and heavy footsteps enter the room. I turned around to see who had entered, and smiled warmly when I saw it was Zeke, leaning against the wall, looking at my bouncing body.
“Zeke, you have a goldmine right here,” the man said through gritted teeth, his fingers digging in my skin. “You shouldn’t be giving her away like this.” His face told me he was close.
“Don’t worry about it. She made me some money already. For you, consider it a thank you.”
“Fuck, I’m cumming!” He barely said those words when I felt him pulsate, filling the rubbery condom inside me with his seed. I was glad Daddy made all of these other men wear condoms, with Pops being the only one who didn’t have to. When the man was completely done, he pushed me off him.
“Play with yourself silently,” Zeke said to me. I immediately rolled to my back, spread my legs and rubbed my clit, biting my lip as I watched both of the men. Zeke waited for the man to get dressed, who didn’t seem to rush at all as his eyes lingered on me, before he pushed himself off the wall. They spoke a few soft words before the man left.

Zeke moved fast. He took a few steps towards the bed, flipped me over to my hands and knees and slammed his cock deep inside me. I couldn’t hold back the deep, guttural moan as I stretched so wide on him. I hadn’t noticed he had taken his cock out of his pants until the moment he was buried deep inside me. He pumped a couple of times before pulling out and pressing his cock against my ass. I winced, but pushed back against him. Despite being absolutely destroyed yesterday, my ass felt tight again, yet I wanted him to fill me. He was relentless. Not as slow and careful as yesterday, but he pushed on hard, until my body gave in and he slammed all the way inside me in one go. The only lube he had used was my own arousal, and the additional friction he gave me like this was mind blowing.
“Daddy!” I cried out, pushing back against his thrusts. His hand slipped between my legs, and he started rubbing my clit.
“I told you to be quiet. Why do you disobey?” he growled. My eyes rolled back as I kept fucking him back. I knew what he was doing. This was his punishment. I pushed my face into the mattress and hollowed my back more. He would drive me so close to the edge that I would beg him to let me cum. He would punish me harder if I did cum. But I wanted to prove myself. My hands were in fists as I whimpered softly, barely audible, before holding my breath. Revenge on my step brother was the only thing that kept me dangling on the edge, instead of slipping over. But Zeke didn’t make it easy on me. Especially when he slipped his fingers inside my pussy, finding my g-spot and pressing hard. My body twitched and shivered, but I did not give in.

Finally he slowed. He rammed himself in deep and emptied his balls deep inside my ass as he groaned. A warm glow spread through me, secretly proud to have made it without cumming, even though my body was screaming for it.
“Good Girl,” he said, as he pulled himself out. His hand rested on my back, silently telling me I wasn’t allowed to move yet. So I relaxed, taking deep, slow breaths to try and control my body. “Pull yourself wide open.” I immediately reached back, pulling my ass cheeks wide, not allowing my little hole to close completely. “Push it out.”
My cheeks flushed a little, but I did as he asked, silently praying I wouldn’t fart and it wasn’t until long that I felt his cum slowly drip out of my ass, over my pussy. With his fingers, he pushed the cum in there. Scooping it from my ass and pushing it deep in my pussy. Again, and again. He then pulled me up, smearing his cum covered hand over my tits. His hand then curled around my throat.
“Who do you belong to?” I just melted against him.
“You, Daddy. I am completely yours.” And I meant every word of it.

The rest of the day was a haze. My clit was throbbing and pounding, desperate for release. I felt like I was floating. Zeke kept me on the edge and ordered me around. Like a good little puppy, I immediately did what he wanted me to do. From cleaning the living room, to sucking his dick, to fucking a stranger who was coming through the door. I didn’t care anymore. I never wanted this day to end, yet at the same time I wanted it to end and let myself explode. But there was one other thought running through my head in moments of clarity. And in one of those moments, I silently made my way towards him. I patiently waited until he was done chatting on the phone, before I crawled on his lap, facing him.
“Um, Daddy…” I started, keeping my eyes cast down. I saw how his hand reached up and he took my nipple between his fingers. I groaned softly and arched my back, pushing my chest towards him. I wanted more. My whole body was deliciously sensitive and even the slightest touch from him felt like it could throw me over the edge. No. Focus. I lifted my eyes towards him, forcing myself to focus.
“What is it?” I chewed on my lip, feeling silly to ask this now. I didn’t understand why I wanted this, after everything that has happened. He took a hold of my chin, shaking my head lightly to get me out of my thoughts.
“Is today the last day I’m going to see you? When Dennis picks me up, is that it?” Zeke let go of my nipple and placed both his hands on my hips, pulling me a little closer to him. It wasn’t a sexual act, but more a comforting feeling.
“Dennis paid his debt by delivering you to me. Do you want to keep seeing me?” His voice was surprisingly gentle as his fingers danced over my skin. I nodded a bit shyly.
“I do. Today and yesterday have been… Well, they sucked, but you made it better. You took care of me. Gave me so much more experience. Even if I didn’t like everything, I wouldn’t want to change it.”
“What didn’t you like?” My cheeks flushed crimson, but I decided to be honest with him.
“I hated the first time you fucked me. It hurt so much. Or when you fucked my ass the first time. When you gave me to Pops. But at the same time, I don’t want to change anything. Besides Pops.” I chuckled softly, before putting on a more serious face, and I almost felt teary eyed. “But you opened my eyes to the possibilities. And I’ve started to love it.”
At those words, Zeke placed his hand behind my neck and pulled me forwards, kissing me tenderly. My eyes closed as I melted against him, kissing him back. Way too soon, he broke it off, allowing me to sit back up.
“What are your expectations, if I were to agree to see you again?” My eyes shifted down and I fidgeted with his shirt a bit.
“I know we cannot be in a relationship. You have your thing here. But, maybe just sometimes we can get together and you can fuck my brains out?” Zeke laughed hard at my words, pulling me into an embrace.
“I’m sure we can figure something out, little one. And while we’re at it, you could earn some bucks along the way.”
“In what way?” Curiously I looked at him. Slowly he let one hand slide from my hip to my pussy, pushing two fingers straight in. I threw my head back and moaned as he drove in deep.
“By letting me sell this. If you are pregnant, we could ask even more.” I rocked my hips on his fingers as I let the idea roll through my head. Sell my body? It wouldn’t be any different than what had happened this weekend, except I would get paid. I moaned louder when I suddenly felt his teeth scrape over my nipple, before sucking it in hard. It was then that my heart started swimming again. There was never any doubt. If he would ask me to, I would absolutely say yes.

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