Chapter 87: The Night Daddy Ruined Me Completely

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: The Night Daddy Ruined Me Completely

~Reynold’s POV~

"Alright, sunshine," I whispered. "I’m yours to break tonight."

Hearing that, Frederick stopped stroking us. He pulled his hand away and stood up from the bed, walking over to the shelf where I kept the black box of toys.

He brought it back and set it down on the mattress beside me. He opened the lid, looked through the contents with a dark, thoughtful expression, then selected the medium-sized plug and the remote-controlled vibrator.

"Lie back and spread your legs for me," he said, voice low and rough.

I obeyed immediately, heart pounding as I settled against the pillows and opened my thighs.

Frederick poured a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, warmed it between them, then reached down and slowly circled my entrance. He pushed one finger inside first, then a second, working me open with careful, thorough strokes until I was soft and slick for him.

When he was satisfied, he coated the plug and pressed the tip against my hole.

"Breathe," he murmured.

I took a deep breath. The thick head of the plug pressed against me, then slowly forced its way inside. A broken moan tore from my throat as the stretch burned and filled me. Once it was seated deep, Frederick picked up the remote and pressed the button.

A low, steady pulse started inside me. The vibrations rolled through my core, making my hips jerk involuntarily against the sheets. My fingers twisted in the duvet as the feeling deepened.

Frederick’s eyes stayed locked on me, dark and heavy with hunger, watching every twitch and every shaky breath. Then he climbed back onto the bed between my open legs.

He settled between my thighs, the heat of his body radiating against mine. He leaned down and captured my mouth in a deep, slow kiss while the plug continued to pulse inside me. One of his hands slid down between us, wrapping around my cock and stroking it in long, firm pulls that matched the rhythm of the vibrations.

"Feel that?" he murmured against my lips. "That’s just the beginning."

I could only nod, my hips lifting helplessly into his fist as the dual sensations built. Frederick kissed his way down my neck, then lower, dragging his tongue over my chest until he reached my nipple again. He sucked it hard while his hand kept working my cock, never letting up.

The plug’s vibrations suddenly increased. I cried out, back arching off the bed.

"Daddy—!"

Frederick smiled against my skin, clearly pleased with the remote in his other hand. He raised the intensity of the plug another notch, then guided the thick head of his cock to my entrance.

Instead of pushing in, he circled it slowly, teasing, pressing just enough to make me feel the stretch without giving me more. At the same time, his other hand moved up and pinched my left nipple, rolling it between his fingers.

"Yes, Daddy... fuck—" I moaned, eyes squeezing shut as my body jerked under him.

Frederick reached over, picked up the wand vibrator, and switched it on. He watched me carefully as he pushed my legs higher, spreading me wider. With the plug still pulsing deep inside me, he pressed the buzzing vibrator firmly against the head of my cock.

A loud, broken moan tore out of me. "Ah... this is too much, please, Daddy, I can’t—"

The dual vibrations hit me from both sides, one deep inside my hole, the other right on the most sensitive part of my cock. My whole body started shaking. My hips twitched helplessly between the plug and the vibrator as sharp, overwhelming pleasure shot up my spine.

Frederick didn’t ease up. He moved the vibrator in slow circles over the head of my cock, then dragged it down the underside, pressing harder whenever I cried out louder. Every time the plug pulsed, the vibrator answered it, until I was sobbing and trembling beneath him, completely wrecked by the sensation.

He leaned closer, his lips brushing my ear. Do you love it?"

I nodded quickly, voice breaking. "Yes, yes—"

Here’s a stronger show-don’t-tell version:

Frederick turned the wand higher. The deep buzz spiked instantly. My cock jerked hard against the rounded head of the toy. Fresh precum beaded at the tip and slid down the shaft, dripping onto my stomach in warm, sticky trails. His free hand closed around my balls, rolling them slowly in his palm while the wand stayed locked against the sensitive head, vibrations pouring straight through me.

"Ah... fuck, Daddy—!"

The cry ripped out of me, high and broken. My hips jerked between the thick plug stretching me open and the hard, buzzing head of the wand. The vibrator’s wet hum mixed with my ragged breathing, loud in the quiet room.

"Please... Daddy... fuck me—"

My thighs trembled as I tried to push up into the toy. Sweat slicked my skin. Every pulse from the plug made my stomach clench.

Frederick’s eyes stayed locked on me, dark and hungry, watching every tremor that ran through my body. A low, satisfied sound rumbled in his chest.

"Look at you," he murmured, voice rough with lust. "Shaking so hard under me..."

Hearing the teasing in his tone, I broke. "Fuck me... please—" I begged, my voice cracking. "Put your dick inside me. I need it. Please, Daddy... fuck me and make me cum—"

Frederick’s smile was dark and satisfied. He leaned down and captured my lips in a deep kiss, speaking against my mouth.

"I love the way you beg, little pet. Love those pretty moans... and I love how your whole body reacts when I play with you like this."

He pressed the wand harder against the underside of my cock and moved it in tight, slow circles. The vibrations sank deeper. My back arched clean off the bed as another loud, needy moan tore from my throat.

I couldn’t wait anymore.

I reached down, wrapped my hand around Frederick’s thick cock, and stroked him firmly. Grabbing the lube, I poured a generous amount into my palm and worked it over his length until he was slick and rock-hard. Then I let go.

Frederick brought the head of his cock back to my entrance, circling it slowly, teasing me again. That was the last straw.

Without warning I reached down, pulled the vibrating plug out of me, and the moment his cockhead pressed against my empty hole I grabbed his hips and yanked him forward. His thick cock slid inside me in one slow, stretching push.

"Fuck...huh—" I moaned, the sudden fullness ripping the sound from my throat.

Frederick’s eyes flashed with dark amusement. "That was a smart move, little pet."

He hooked his arms under my knees, pushed my legs higher, and sank the rest of the way in until he was buried to the hilt. A low, rough moan left him as he bottomed out.

"You’re so fucking tight, baby..."

My eyes stung with tears of overwhelming pleasure. I looked up at him, voice shaking. "I love your cock better inside me... please, fuck me hard."

Frederick’s hand slid up and wrapped lightly around my throat, not squeezing yet—just holding.

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered, already breathless. "Choke me. Ruin me."

A dark, hungry smile curved his lips. His fingers tightened just enough to make my pulse thunder under his palm, and then he started thrusting deep, powerful strokes that filled the room with the wet, heavy sound of skin hitting skin.

He didn’t ease in. He pounded into me hard, hips snapping forward with raw force. Every slam drove his thick cock deeper, stretching me wide and hitting that spot inside me that made my vision spark.

"Huh, yes, yes, faster... please, fuck me—" I moaned, the words breaking apart with each brutal thrust.

Frederick’s own moans mixed with mine—low, rough, almost growling every time he bottomed out. The wet slap of his hips against my ass grew louder, faster. My body jolted up the bed with every powerful stroke, but his hand on my throat kept me pinned right where he wanted me.

Our eyes locked. Neither of us looked away. The intensity in his gaze made my stomach flip. Still fucking me deep, Frederick leaned down and crushed his mouth against mine, kissing me hard while his fingers stayed firm around my neck. I moaned into the kiss, tasting him, feeling every thick inch of him drive in and out of me.

His free hand slid between us and wrapped around my cock. He started stroking me in time with his thrusts—tight, fast pulls that matched the relentless pace of his hips. Precum slicked his fist, making the friction wet and filthy. Every time he slammed into that sensitive spot inside me, his hand squeezed harder on the upstroke.

"Ah, Daddy, right there—" I cried out against his mouth, hips jerking between his cock and his fist.

He fucked me faster. His hand on my cock moved faster too. The dual sensation was brutal. My thighs started shaking. My hole clenched around him with every deep thrust.

"Daddy, I’m close—" I moaned, voice high and desperate. "I’m so close..."

Frederick didn’t slow down. If anything he slammed into me harder, angling his hips so every stroke dragged over that spot inside me until I was nearly sobbing. His fist flew over my cock, relentless.

"Yes, baby," he growled against my lips. "Cum for Daddy."

The pressure snapped. "I’m cumming... I’m cumming!" I screamed.

My whole body seized.

A raw, broken cry tore from my throat as the first thick rope of cum shot across Frederick’s fist. Another followed, hot, heavy spurts spilling over his knuckles and splattering onto my stomach.

My hole clamped down hard around his cock with every pulse, milking him while I shook violently underneath him. Cum kept spilling out of me in messy, uncontrolled waves as the orgasm ripped through my body, leaving me gasping and trembling, completely undone.

Frederick didn’t stop. He kept fucking me through it with deep, powerful strokes that dragged every last drop out of me while I moaned and shook beneath him.

He fucked me until the last tremors faded and my body finally began to relax. My hips started moving...