Cassa Beer

I had misbehaved. My knees ached from being planted on the aggressively cold floor for so long, but I would take the pain for as long as possible, if it meant gaining the Devil's forgiveness. I whimpered helplessly as the beast of a man pierced me with his cold eyes, ever so subtly patting his strong thigh twice. "D-daddy please-" My pleas were unfinished and went unheard as he continued to pick up the black paddle from his desk and roll up his sleeves. "Don't waste my time, angel." He muttered gruffly, the depth of his well matured voice making every fibre of my being to tremble. "Bend over daddy's lap and receive your punishment, princess." "Y-yes daddy." -- - - - - / - - - - - - For her he'd slaughter a nation and drag many to Hell. The Devil has had his eyes on Vanessa since he met the innocent, untainted angel. His Angel. He'd do anything to keep her, to feel her impeccable skin under his impure fingertips, to kiss and stain the luscious lips of an angel with sin and to ruin her innocence and carve his name into her soul. And she's not just about to resist him. When an innocent, naive, little angel mingles with the step-father from Hell.

With a shaky breath, she spread her thighs widely apart and showed him exactly where she needed him. "Please... please daddy..." He roughly cupped her wetness and she moaned softly, "Since my princess asked so nicely, I won't deny her-" -●- ---- -•- Acacia could not wait to spend the summer holidays with her estranged step-father, she saw the three week long visit as an opportunity to unwind and bond with the most important man in her life- but nothing will ever be the same between them after he catches her with her fingers lodged deep inside her, moaning his name as she climaxes…. Hunter had not seen his step- daughter in almost four years and now nineteen years old, he didn't expect his little "poppy" to rock up on his front door a full- grown woman; beautiful and s*xy in every way imaginable. Hunter knows he shouldn't desire the very human being he raised from infancy- he was practically her father for fucksake, the only father she has ever known for fucksake. It was illegal, unholy for him to think of her youthful body and luscious lips in the ways he did, it made him downright depraved, but a mere look from her doe- like eyes had his cck raging. Acacia knows she wants anything but for his interest in her to be fatherly, though she has convinced herself that the hottest man she knows will never be interested in an inexperienced, innocent as innocent can be prude like her. Sexual tension rises, boundaries are blurred and try they might, they will not resist the forbidden fruit, because the forbidden fruit, always tastes sweetest.