Summer Storms

"Oh, god, no," I said.

"No number?" he said. "A time limit, maybe? 30 minutes of punishment?"

That took my breath away. "No, god, no! Not that long!" I was scared this was really happening and even more scared that it could happen for that long.

"How long, Summer? Go ahead. Tell me your punishment." Daddy was looking at his big cock again. He had a hold of it now, but he wasn't sliding it back and forth; he was gently poking it against my asshole, massaging my hole with his head.

"Dear god, help me," I said softly. "Um, um, 60 seconds?"

"Haha, no," he said. "Much, much longer."

"Oh, god," I said, breathing heavy. He was starting to grind his cockhead against my tiny little asshole. The soap was smeared along my crack. He could force himself in, but he'd rip me in two when he did it. "Um, um, 2 minutes?"

He chuckled. "You're not even trying to negotiate."

"Fuck, no," I whispered. "Ahh..." I was panicking as Daddy's fat mushroom head prodded my puckered asshole. I felt it start to open as his strong cock threatened my weak little backdoor. "Okay, okay, 5 minutes."

"Only 5 minutes?"

"Oh, please, Daddy, I can't take it. Don't do this. Spank me again. I'll take it. I'll be a good girl. Just not in my ass. Please!"

"Stay still, little girl," he said softly.

"God no," I whispered to myself, but it was too late. I felt Daddy's weight on me, and worse, I felt his fat cock opening up my asshole. "Ahh, fuck!"

"Yes," Daddy breathed out.

My eyes were popping out of my head. I buried my face in the pillow and bit down on the fabric. I could feel Daddy's cockhead pushing through my asshole. I screamed into the pillow with my eyes shut tight. It felt like a knife was stabbing through my asshole, something far too large was trying to make it through a hole designed for something far smaller. I felt the rim of Daddy's cockhead fully penetrate my asshole. I couldn't take it, I was sobbing. I screamed as loud as I could.

"Fuck! Oh, fuck! Take it out! Take it out!" I yelled. Daddy had a strong grip on my hips, and I wasn't going anywhere. "Please! God, Daddy, it hurts so much!"

"Fuck, you're so tight, babygirl," Daddy said in a gruff voice. It felt like I was being cut in half, my asshole tearing open. I couldn't imagine taking anymore of Daddy's big cock.

"Fuck! Please, ow, my god!" I pulled against the belt as hard as I could, shaking the bed, and somehow, I broke free. I had enough leverage to twist away. Daddy's fat mushroom cockhead popped out of my asshole and I fell down on my side. I tried to get away, but my legs were weak, and my ass was so sore.

"Hey!" Daddy said. I yelped as I felt him grab my hair. He spun me around and pushed me down on the bed. I was flat on my tummy as he loomed over me. "Bad girl."

I whimpered and sobbed into the mattress. "Please, no more, Daddy. It hurts so much."

"You sure want me to stop?" Daddy said, holding my hair, leaning down so his mouth was over my ear. I could only see him by looking out of one eye. But I could feel his hard cock touching my lower back, all gross and soapy.

"Yes, please," I whined. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'll say anything you want. I'll be good. Just no more."

"You need to be punished," Daddy said gruffly. "Either take your 5 minutes, or you admit you really are a naughty girl. What's it going to be? 5 minutes of anal, or forever a naughty girl?"

I swallowed. "What does it mean if I'm a naughty girl?"

"A daddy loves and cherishes a good girl, and he punishes her so she stays good. But a daddy only tolerates a naughty girl because she is his blood. He could never love her like he loves a good girl."

My lower lip trembled. "I don't want to be a naughty girl. I don't want you to be upset with me. I want you to love me and take care of me. I want to be a good girl for you. I do."

"Prove it. If you want to be a good girl, take your punishment."

"I can't," I sobbed. "It's so painful. I can't take it, Daddy. Your cock is too big. It hurts so much."

"4 minutes, 30 seconds left... or go be a naughty girl, so unruly she won't even take her father's punishment. Is that what you are? Are you a naughty girl?"

I sobbed. "No, Daddy. I'm a good girl."

"Spread your ass cheeks open."

I sniveled and cried. "Yes, Daddy."

I knew it was going to hurt, but it would hurt more if my daddy loved me less. I couldn't bare that. I reached back with both hands, grasped my ass cheeks, and peeled them apart so my daddy could punish me.

"Deeper," Daddy said. "I want your fingers right in your asshole. I want to feel your fingertips on my shaft when I fuck your ass."

I stifled a cry. "Yes, Daddy."

I spread my legs wider so I could pull my ass open for my daddy. My fingertips were pressed against my little asshole. It felt sloppy and slimy to the touch after Daddy's cockhead had already been inside. Then his cock came back. I felt the head bumping against my knuckles as it neared my tiny little asshole.

I cried out as he pushed in. My ass gave way without much resistance. The soap eased Daddy's way, letting his head fit inside my butt. My feet kicked behind Daddy, hitting the pillows over and over again as I screamed into the bed.

Daddy's hands were on either side of my head, propping himself up as he let his weight drive his long fat cock deeper into my asshole. I was whining loudly and heaving for breath. Daddy's mouth was right behind my ear, and he was moaning.

"Ohh, fuck," he said. "Fuck, yes."

Despite the pain in my asshole, which was the worst pain I'd ever experienced by far, hearing my daddy's moan of pleasure took some of the sting out my suffering. He liked it. He liked me. He liked my ass.

Daddy forced his cock deeper into my ass until he finally stopped. I took in lots of air. I had his cock in my ass, all the way. I couldn't see it, but oh could I feel it, so many inches of cock stuffed up inside of my hole. I felt so stretched out, just wide open, like anything could come or go from it, if Daddy's cock wasn't in the way. My stomach and back ached to have his big daddy dick in my rectum.

I was just glad it was finally in me, that he wasn't pushing anymore in. I took a moment to breathe. It was the first time I realized how sore my throat was, not just from the throat fucking, but the screaming. I was so exhausted.

"Fuck," I said tiredly. "Oh, fuck."

"Shit," Daddy said. "Your ass is so tight."

"How... how much longer?" I said breathlessly. I turned my head to the side, trying to see out of eye at Daddy on top of me.

"Shh," he said, and he slowly withdrew his cock. I felt his shaft brushing along my knuckles again. I thought pulling it out would feel nice, but just having his thick cock flesh tug against my sensitive little asshole in the opposite direction was like dragging a blade across my skin.

"Ow, fuck!" I said. "Okay, stop, Daddy! Please, god, I beg you," I said. Daddy stopped, leaving the head lodged inside my asshole. "Ow. This hurts so much."

"I gotta go back in, baby," he said. "Only a few more minutes left. Let me punish you."

I whimpered but nodded. "Yes, Daddy. Please, if you can go slow, please go slow. I promise I'm being punished, even if it's slow."

"All right, baby," Daddy said, finally sounding nicer. "I'll go a little slower, because you're being a good girl and asking for your punishment." He pushed back in, groaning. "Ohhh."

I didn't scream, but I let out a guttural growl as I clenched down. My feet kicked the pillows again as hard as I could. Somehow it made me feel better. My fingers clenched my ass, and I felt my nails digging into my sore ass crack, all while Daddy's fat cock grinded against my knuckles and made its way back inside my asshole once again.

"Fuck!" I cried. "Slow! Please!"

"Shh," Daddy said. And then he was drawing it out again, but I think he was done going slow. He was breathing heavy and pulling out fast. I braced myself for what was coming next.

"Daddy, not too--"

He rammed it in and I screamed, letting go of my ass cheeks to grab him and try to push him back. I had no angle to do it and he slapped my hands away. He grunted in my ear, and I knew he was done being gentle with me. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the bed, his entire weight holding me down.

"Daddy, please! Gently!"

He didn't respond, unless you count ramming the entire length of his cock into my little virgin asshole a response. I cried and smashed my face into the mattress, kicking my legs in vein.

Daddy was grunting, sawing his long fat cock in and out of my ass, going faster and faster. I was keeping my eyes shut and my teeth clenched, but oh how I felt each stroke of his long cock in my ass. But somehow, I was getting used to the pain.

I was breathing with Daddy, taking his cock like a good girl. We were both panting together. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew the 5 minutes was up, but I didn't want to say anything. Not because I was scared Daddy would yell at me, but because--

"Ow!" I yelled as the angle of Daddy's cock grinded up against a wall inside my ass. Suddenly he yanked his entire cock out and I yelped.

"Fuck!" he said. "Fuck... I, I almost came..."

I breathed and breathed and breathed. Daddy was out of my ass. I felt my asshole gaping. The sensation was entirely new to me. It was as if air was rushing inside. I tried to squeeze my asshole closed, but it just seemed to clench at nothing. It was so sore, and strangely hot. Maybe from all the friction of the ass fucking, but it just felt so warm... and empty.

I didn't think I would like anal sex. It seemed so weird and gross. But now that I'd had it, yeah, it was weird and gross... and fucking painful, but... Daddy liked it. He really liked it. He almost came. That made me... proud. I wanted him to cum. I wanted to be able to say I did that. I made my daddy cum. I made him happy. I took my punishment. I was a good girl.

"Put it back in," I whispered; my throat was sore and dry.

"Huh?" Daddy said.

"Put it back in my ass," I said, trying to look at him while he had me pinned to the mattress. "Fuck my ass, Daddy."

He met my gaze. "This is a punishment, Summer. You're not supposed to like it."

I breathed out tiredly. "Believe me, I don't like it. But you do. And I want to make you happy. I want to make you cum."

He gave me his angry look. I was getting used to it, but I didn't care right now. There was nothing else he could do to me. He had spanked my ass raw and then fucked my ass raw. He was all out of punishment options.

"Just shut up and fuck me," I said tiredly. "You fucked me for longer than 5 minutes already, so if you're going to enjoy punishing me, just enjoy it. Fuck my ass."

He was angry, and he was not gentile as he lined his cockhead up with my asshole. I knew it was gonna hurt. I closed my eyes and bit down, but I angled my ass up as best I could to welcome Daddy's cock.

He rammed all of it into me in one thrust. I screamed out again and turned my face into the mattress. He started humping my ass hard and fast, sliding his long fat cock in and out of my hole.

"Fuck!" I said. "Ow, fuck! Fuck! Slower, okay, slower!"

Daddy didn't listen. He wanted it to hurt now, and I knew it was hopeless to beg him to be gentile.

"God, please cum!" I cried, kicking the pillows again, my toes curling from the pain. "Ow, ow, ow!"

"Fucking naughty girl!" Daddy said with hot breath in my hair. His cock was all the way in my ass and he was grinding it in deep. I whimpered for him but didn't say anything else. I jut wanted him to finish. "Take my fucking cum in your ass if you want it!"

I did want it, and Daddy gave it. He made one hard thrust and I felt his cock throb and spasm. I could swear his cock got even harder in the last few moments before he came, making my asshole all the more sore by stretching around his steel shaft. Warm goo filled deep inside my bowels. It actually felt kind of nice, tickling deep inside, if I could have focused on it for all the pain my tiny little asshole was in.

"Fuck!" I said as I breathed. "Ow, fuck."

"Shit," Daddy said.

He took his hands off my wrists, but I couldn't have gotten up anyway. His weight was on my back as he panted in my ear, and his cock was still lodged deep in my asshole, still drooling sperm inside me, but I could also feel it softening.

"Damn you," Daddy said.

"Damn me?" I said.

"Yes."

I was going to argue with him, but I didn't have the energy. I was exhausted. I wanted his cock out of my ass. "Please, Daddy. Take it out."

Daddy climbed off me, sliding his cock from my ass. I groaned in pleasure at finally being free of the big invader. I instantly rolled on my side and reached down to hold my sore ass.

"Ow."

"Come on," Daddy said. "Shower time."

I looked up at him as he stood over me, his soft cock dangling, covered in cum, soap, and slime. "Why?"

"Because you're a mess, and you pissed all over yourself."

"Oh."

I could barely stand as I climbed out of bed. My legs wobbled. Daddy didn't follow me into the bathroom. I went in alone, closing the door. I looked at myself in the big mirror on the wall. I looked royally fucked. My hair was a mess, one side of my face was bright red, my mascara had run black where I'd cried, my hips and waist had red and white marks that I had no memory of receiving, my pussy was pink and tender from the lack of attention, and when I turned around, my entire ass glowed with a red aura, with 5 large welts across it, already turning black and blue. I cringed as I peeled my ass cheeks apart, looking at my hole. It was gaping and swollen.

I turned on the shower and climbed in, rinsing off the filth of my first time. I didn't use any soap. I figured I'd had enough of that for one night.

I wasn't sure how I felt. I'd had sex with my daddy, technically, but it wasn't the way I wanted it to happen. I'd never even thought of having anal sex, and here was Daddy, giving it to me. And he loved giving it to me. I was sure of that. Daddy, I realized, liked it rough. He liked to punish me. I wondered if he had punished Mom like that. My gut said yes. But even so, would I ever get what I wanted? Would I ever get to make love to my Daddy?

After my shower--it hurt like hell to have warm water even touch my ass--I came back into the bedroom. Daddy didn't say anything as he went into the bathroom and closed the door. The shower turned on a moment later. The bed had been stripped of the piss and cum soaked bedspread, just leaving the sheets. I climbed under them.

I cringed as I put weigh on my ass cheeks. I had to roll over onto my tummy. I sighed into the pillows which had been so well fluffed from my kicking. At least the sheets were cool on my ass.

Daddy came back a few minutes later. He turned off the light and climbed in bed, but I kept my head turned in the opposite direction. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing how broken I was.

"Summer?" he said.

I didn't answer, but I felt Daddy come closer to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and turned me around on my other side. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me into his chest. I whimpered and wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his chest. I tried not to cry, but I couldn't help it. I sobbed as I held him.

"Shh, shh," Daddy said. "It's all right, babygirl. You took your punishment. You're better now. We're both better now."

I sobbed harder, because I wasn't better, not yet, not until I got what I wanted, but I was too scared to ask him. I couldn't take anymore punishment, not tonight. I felt sore, and tired, and used. But I did feel like a good girl. I'd earned it. I'd taken my punishment. I just hoped it would be the last one I ever had to take. I cried and clung to him, falling asleep to the feeling of his hand rubbing my back.

I woke up to the sun pouring through the curtain. I heard the sound of Daddy moving around. When I peeked at him, he was pulling his belt free from the headboard, sliding it around his waist. He was already fully dressed. Then he caught my eye.

"Good morning, babygirl," he said softly.

I gulped, giving him a nod of my head. "Morning."

"Let's get on the road, okay?"

"Yeah," I said.

I cringed as I sat up, my ass throbbing. The sheet was around my waist, my big breasts out in the open. Daddy looked at me and then turned away.

"I'm going to clean out the car," he said, heading out of the room and closing the door.

I was slow to get out of bed, not because I was still exhausted, but because all of my muscles were so sore. I'd been struggling and screaming so much last night, I was just wiped out. My legs were weak as I stumbled to the toilet--even sitting on the seat hurt.

Afterward, I went looking for my clothes. First, I picked up my glasses and slid them on. I found my skirt and stepped into it, pulling it up to my waist. I found my halter top as well, pulling it down over my head. I couldn't find my panties. I had no idea where they had gone, but I didn't care. I was too sore to put them on anyway. Then I found my sandals but just grabbed them up and headed for the door.

Outside, the rain had stopped, but the morning sunrise was obscured by gray clouds. Daddy was leaning into the SUV, stuffing wrappers and cups into a trash bag. I climbed into the passenger seat and rested my head back, dropping my sandals on the floor.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said softly. "Can you hand me my pillow?"

"Sure," he said, grabbing it from the backseat. He passed it to me and I put it under my head. Then I reclined the seat all the way back and rolled over to take the pressure off bottom. I faced the door, closing my eyes. I just wanted to sleep.

It took a while before Daddy was ready. He soon climbed in and started the car. We didn't speak as we got back on the road. I drifted off, but Daddy woke me up a couple hours later.

"Hmm?" I said, opening my eyes and lifting my head. We were in a drive-thru. "What?"

"I said do you want some breakfast?"

"Oh, no. I'm not hungry," I said, settling back in, curling up, my ass throbbing in reminder of what I went through for my daddy.

"Baby, you gotta eat. What do you want?"

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"Come on. Don't make me order for you."

I huffed. "I'm not hungry."

"I want you to eat something. Look at the menu."

I growled, turning my neck to look at him. "I said no. I don't want to eat anything, because I don't want to have to go to the bathroom. My ass is fucking raw, Daddy! You fucked the shit out of my asshole last night. I am so sore, the last thing I want to do is eat, unless you like the idea of me shitting blood. So if you want to get me anything, how about a popsicle, because that's about the only thing that would feel good going in or out of my asshole right now."

Daddy stared at me. The voice on the intercom spoke up. "Uh... could you repeat your order, sir?"

Daddy turned back to the window. "Just the coffee... and a cup of ice."

"Second window, sir."

Daddy pulled ahead, glaring at me. "Thank you for that. Do you have any idea how much you just embarrassed me."

"So spank me. My ass can't get any worse," I said, putting my head down.

Daddy sighed. I kept my back to him as he traded money with the boy at the window.

"Is she okay?" the boy asked.

"Just mind your own business, kid. Give me my coffee."

"Okay... and your ice, sir."

We were back on the road a moment later. I lifted my head to find the ice. I reached for the cup in the holder and took out a cube. I pulled up my skirt and reached behind me.

"Where the fuck are your panties?" Daddy asked.

"At the motel, probably," I said. "I was in too much pain to find them."

I peeled my ass open with one hand, and with the other, I took the ice cube to my red raw little crack. I took a quick gasp as the ice cube touched my puckered hole. It was so cold, but my asshole was so hot from all the abuse. I ran the cube up and down my crack, sighing gently. It quickly melted in my fingers and I groaned. I'd need a whole bag of ice at his rate.