'Do I need to do more to hurt you?' His snarling voice cut through her daze. Her head throbbed again, and she felt her blood drip from her nose, as he... face was kept pressed against the bricks. One hand remained firmly against her waist, while his weight kept her still. She cried and whined against him, but did nothing more but tremble in his grasp. Her small body completely overpowered by his. 'Now be a good little slut and stay still' he snarled into her ear again, his face pressed against. The curtains were drawn closed, but he believed it was day. His strength was definitely returning. He felt able to sit up. He tried to do so, but fell back immediately, but not from weakness; he realized was tied. Soft cuffs on his wrists and ankles were attached to the four corners of the bed by strong cords. They had sufficient play to allow him to turn to each side and were not really uncomfortable, but he was restrained. He was a prisoner!Panic flared and he again tried to sit up, then to. I struck out tonight too. Ally wouldn’t give me the time of day. And that outfit—’ ‘Fucking hot, man.’ ‘—exactly!! Damn!’ ‘Horny?’ ‘Mmm hmm.’ Kenny Nodded in agreement. Looking absently out the window up into the night sky, he said, ‘But we don’t really need, I mean, you know…’ Clueless, I laughed. ‘No, no I don’t. What do you mean?’ ‘I mean you know that if you wanted your dick sucked, you know I’d do it for you, right?’ I felt as if I’d been punched in the stomach. Kenny–sucking my dick? I. “...Yes, Babygirl?” he asked. “It tastes good, Daddy,” I sleepily whimpered. He seemed to relax then, pulling the first small lolli away again. It was only a second til the bigger, warmer lollipop was pushed against my tiny mouth. This time I opened my mouth without hesitation, now more prepared for the size of the bigger candy. Daddy pushed the larger, drippy sweet into my lips-- too much making me cry out and push back against him. What I felt then also startled me, my small fingertips.