Chapter 10 - Kendall (1/2)

Kendall looks down at her phone, wondering why her daddy isn't home.

It's almost eleven at night and she's soooo horny.

”Goddamnit daddy, where are you and your nigger ċȯċk?”

Kendall screams into the air.

I cut my lights off as I pull in to the driveway, before slowly pulling in front of the garage.

I look down at my bleeding knuckles and reach back, grabbing a rag and wiping the streaming blood off.

”Fuck, I hope she doesn't notice this.”

I say and open the car door, before climbing out.

I hurry to the front door and open it, stepping in quickly and closing it.

Kendall hears her daddy pull up and she wants to be a good girl, she goes to the front door and drops to her knees.

She closes her eyes quickly and laces her fingers behind her back, before opening her mouth and leaning her head back.

I look down as I almost knee Kendall in the face, but stop myself just before I do.

”Princess, what are you doing?”

I ask and feel my ċȯċk throb, knowing exactly what she's doing.

”Being a good little whore.”

She say smiling as she opens her eyes and looks up.

”Fuck my pretty mouth daddy.”

”No princess, daddy doesn't need to touch you right now.”

I snarl slightly and start to take off my belt.

”What?”

Kendall thinks to herself and looks up.

”You're gonna fuċk my mouth.”

She growls slightly and reaches out, grabbing the tops of his jeans.

”Fuck Kendall, no I'm not!”

I growl and snatch up a handful of hair.

Kendall snaps back and yanks his jeans down.

”Fuck my whore mouth!”

She screams and opens her mouth wide.

I look down at my throbbing manhood.

”Dirty Fucking bitch, she needs to be taught a lesson!”

I think to myself and slide my nigger ċȯċk in, burying myself all the way in one thrust.

”Fuuuuuuuckk!!”

I mon under my breath as I grab another handful and hold her down.

”Yessssss!”

I grip two handfuls of hair and start thrusting, steadily going in and out of her throat.

Groaning as pŀėȧsurė floods my body and I fuċk her throat, readying myself to teach this bitch a lesson.

I plant my feet on the ground and tighten my grip, before slamming her head all the way down.

”Oh my godddd!”

Kendall squeals around his ċȯċk, trying to withstand the fuċkɨnġ he's giving her throat.

Gently but firmly squeezing and playing with his balls, wanting daddy to shoot a huge nigger load down her throat.

”Stupid goddamn whore!”

I snarl as I fuċk the hell out of her mouth, gripping her hair as I pound.

Holding her completely still as I use her, laughing as tears start streaming down her face.

Kendall tries to say around his ċȯċk, but her mouth and throat are filled.

She can feel herself starting to cry, but it's not sad tears.

They're tears of happiness because her daddy's abusing her.

”FUCKING GOD YES!”

I roar and pound harder, flexing my ċȯċk as I thrust.

Destroying her throat as I feel my ċȯċk throb.

”I'M GONNA CUM!”

I snarl and pin her head to the wall, fuċkɨnġ her mouth as I start ċummɨnġ.

I pull out last second and start stroking, watching as my ċȯċk shoots spurt after spurt of ċum.

Kendall leans her head back and accepts the load, loving the feeling of hot ċum hitting her.

Her mouth is wide open and she feels amazing.

”Holy fuċk!”

I growl and slap my ċȯċk against her lips, watching as the ċum spreads around.

”Bitch, get your ȧss upstairs!”

I snarl as I yank her up by the hair, then shove her towards the steps.

”Yes daddy.”

Kendall says obediently and hurries up the steps, making sure to sway her nȧkėd ȧss.

She bursts through the bedroom door and climbs on the bed, getting on all fours and waiting for daddy to arrive.

I step inside the room smiling and walk to the closet, grabbing two pairs of handcuffs.

Kendall watches in fear and ŀust, wondering what daddy's gonna do.

Her pussƴ is already dripping and her nɨppŀės are so hard.

She just wants daddy to fuċkɨnġ use her, this is his body and it's his right to abuse it.

I walk out to Kendall and smack the hell out of her, before handcuffing her wrists to separate posts.

I smile as she regains composure and realizes what I did.

”Fuck!”

Kendall thinks to herself as she tries to get up.

Daddy just smacked the hell out of her and she wants it again.

”Dirty Fucking sŀut!”

I snarl as I grip her throat and smack her ċunt.

”This body is fuċkɨnġ mine and I'm fixing to show you.”

I growl smiling as I lean down and bite her neck, while my hand runs down her back.

I can already feel the heat coming off of her mound.

”Daddyyyyy!”

Kendall mȯȧns out as his lips touch her neck, and her pussƴ starts to react to his touch.

She should've known that he'd do this, tease her into a puddle of ŀust.

”Please daddy, just fuċkɨnġ fuċk me!”

She mȯȧns softly as his tongue moves over her neck.

I smile at her words and move to the other side, kissing and suċkɨnġ her neck.