#no no no you overreactin’ as usual diamond

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He’s OUTSSIIDEEEEEE And I’m loving this look that he’s been wearing like he’s really my daddy I CANTTTTTTT AND I STAY RIDING ON HIS DICK y’all don’t know how bad I want to moan rn but I’m at work 😭 the only thing he’s missing is me and our 6 kids 🥰��‍↕️💦💕❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Why am I horny at work😂😂 sis is amazingggg🤏🏿🤏🏿🤏🏿❤️❤️ my coochie is wet and I need terry to fuck me like that next I want that, I need that.

late night writes… punishment (pt. 2) 

18+ SMUT 

pt. 1

Imagine… Terry orders you to keep quiet after constantly dealing with your smart mouth.

warning: bd/sm themes 

bent over the tall table that sat off to the side in the bedroom, your stomach was pressed flat against the surface, hands still tied behind your back. legs tied once again, this time to each leg of the table, spreading you just enough for easy entry. 

he stood in front of you, his crotch level with your face. he looked so intimidating from this angle. 

he ran his hand down the sides of your face and then up the center of your head, grabbing a tight hold of your hair. fist full of dick in his free hand, “open” was the only word you heard before he pushed into your mouth. already knowing how he liked to be swallowed, you stuck your tongue out and he had his way with your face. 

he thrusted in and out of your mouth slowly, both hands now tangled in your hair, using your head to balance himself as he pushed all the way into you. 

he let out a deep growl once he hit the back of your throat, the saliva building from it coating his tip while your tongue helped spread the rest. 

he pulled out and looked down, slapping his dick against your tongue. 

“too fucking pretty to have a smart ass mouth” he said pushing himself back into your mouth without warning.

“eyes!” he demanded, slightly tilting your head back. you lifted your eyes as best as you could to meet his, batting your lashes gently. he loved when you looked innocent while he did the most ungodly things to you. 

with both hands holding your head in place, his dick went as deep as he wanted it, making you grow wetter with each thrust. each time you felt him in your throat, your clit throbbed, wishing he was doing the same to your other hole. you loved being used like this, he always took such good care of you afterwards. 

he thrusted into your mouth, stuffing his dick into your throat until you gagged. he pulled out to watch the spit hang from his tip before filling your mouth again. his head hung back a bit as he fucked your face, completely caught up in how your mouth felt around him, warm and wet.

pushing himself into your throat once more, he held your head steady until he felt your throat contract again. “fuck” he spat harshly, pulling out to rub himself across your face. 

he stroked the base of dick, balls jumping while the head smeared your spit over your lips and nose. tears traveled down your face, mixing with the saliva that spilled from your lips. you felt so dirty and you loved it. 

he entered into your mouth again, this time fucking your face without pause. he was getting ready to fill you up as you felt him begin to stiffen even more in your mouth. his heavy balls slapping against your spit covered chin, a string of saliva staying connected with them as he continued stroking. 

he was about to cum and you wanted every drop of it. so caught up in the moment and the feeling of him in your mouth, you moaned against his dick, completely forgetting your order to be quiet. the gawking sound of your throat being fed sent him over the edge a bit sooner than he planned. 

“ah shit.” was all he said before you felt the warm substance enter your mouth. he froze, hissing a bit, enjoying the narrowing feeling of your throat against his tip once again. 

“let me see that shit.” he said pulling back and watching as you pushed his seed past your lips, feeling it drip down your chin and travel down your neck. he stood there admiring his work, loving how you looked while covered in his cum. 

his dick sat only a few centimeters from your lips and you took him into your mouth once again, wanting more. as much of him as you could get. letting go of the tight hold he had on your hair, he dropped his arms to his side and watched as you sucked him gently, licking his lips, admiring his personal cum toy.

you popped him out of your mouth and swallowed the rest of what was left from his tip. 

“so fucking nasty, you like being daddy’s dirty slut don’t you?”

you nodded eagerly, face covered in spit, tears and him. you didn’t feel as worn as you looked but he loved it anyway. getting the chance to put you in your place had him damn near ready to snap your back in half. 

he pushed your head back and frowned as he eyed you. 

“I told you to be quiet, didn't I?” you stared up at him remaining silent, not even bothering to nod your head because you knew you had fucked up not once, but twice. 

he let your hair go abruptly and walked around the table, out of view. 

a few minutes had gone by and you finally felt his hand run down the crack of ass and into your slit, your hole weeping from the events that had taken place just a while ago.

he dipped his thumb into you causing you to drop your head from the feeling. he worked you slowly, loving the grip you had on his thumb. removing his hand from your opening, there were a few seconds of stillness. no touching, no talking, you didn’t even hear him breathing until- 

*slap* 

“ah!” you cried out from the feeling of his heavy hand on your ass cheek, stinging from the hit. you wanted badly to moan in pain but you didn’t want to test him anymore than you already had. 

running his thumb through your slit once again, dragging up to your ass, he pressed down on your tight hole, thumbing you gently. 

he knew this would cause you to break his rule again. he was pushing you to see how far you’d go just for a hint of pleasure. 

you lifted your head slightly, mouth hanging open as he continued playing with your third hole. your pussy clenching, wishing he was filling both holes at the same time. the visual alone had his tip leaking but he wouldn’t give you the satisfaction just yet. 

he removed his finger and once again there was nothing. this time you braced yourself, you didn’t know when or how hard the next slap was going to be. it seemed like forever before you felt any kind of touch from him again.

‘just do it alrea-‘

*slap*

you dropped your head, forehead pressed against the table. this time you stayed silent, taking the hit without a peep. he could sense your struggle, watching as you balled your fists behind your back, your reaction making his dick twitch. 

he was already preparing for another round with you, feeling himself grow harder as his hand landed on your ass watching it jiggle from impact. 

*slap*

“when i tell you to do something, you do it.” 

*slap*

each hit felt stronger than the one before. the feeling of his large hands against your skin, punishing you for your disobedience had you dripping for him. both of your holes pulsing as he rubbed the spot that had his hand print on it. 

“do you understand me?” 

“yes daddy.” you whimpered from the aftermath of the hits, the pain still lingering long after. 

another long pause filled the room. you could barely sense his presence behind you. you weren’t even sure if he was even in the room still.

‘i know he didn’t leave me alone aga-‘ 

*slap*

*slap*

*slap*

you bit down on your bottom lip hard, your teeth leaving a small indention from the force. your breathing became abnormal, long exhales followed quick inhales. 

he took a step back watching your holes ache to be filled by him, clenching and dripping from the spanking you had just received. 

“you like talking shit to me?” 

“no daddy.” you answered, voice trembling a bit. 

he smirked to himself hearing the struggle in your tone. “yes you do.” 

he stepped forward, running his hard dick through the crack of your ass. the feeling alone caused you to lift your hips as much as you could, hoping he’d fall into you. however, the ropes around your legs didn’t provide you much room to move.

after a few more moments of teasing, he grabbed onto your hips and pushed himself inside of you slowly, the feeling of him entering for the first time in days sent shockwaves through your body. your eyes were barely open as you took him in, jaw falling as he inched deeper. 

he pushed himself all the way into you, the way he had you positioned made it easier for him to bottom out. once his dick disappeared into you, his gentleness switched into aggression quickly. he pulled all the way out until the tip was the only thing that filled you before slamming his hips into you, giving you hard thrusts. 

licking his thumb, he pressed it into your ass, completely plugging you from behind. he pushed his finger into you matching the same rhythm as his thrusts. your eyes were losing focus as he did what he wanted to you. 

you wanted so badly to let it all out, to tell him how much you loved being used by him, how you were enjoying having all three holes filled in the same night. you knew how much he loved being praised but he didn’t wanna hear shit from you at the moment.

the double penetration had you wetting his dick more and more with every stroke. you felt your orgasm building rapidly, causing you to suck in a quick breath before holding it in. you didn’t want to piss him off anymore than you had so you remained silent and so did he until- 

“hold it.” he demanded, already knowing you were on the brink of an orgasm. damn he knew your body too well.

using his free hand, he grabbed the back of your neck, placing your face flat against the table while he continued using you. you took in a few more sharp breaths, preparing to tell him you couldn’t hold it but you felt his grip on your neck tighten. 

“i dare you.” he spat, daring you to make a sound, still digging into you relentlessly. on top of ordering you not to cum as if he was making either task easy for you. 

your eyes opened as you tried your hardest to focus on something in the room, something that’ll be sure to keep you from cumming too soon but the pleasure was already at an all time high, there was no coming down. 

“this shit so fucking wet.” he said, his thumb still working you over while his dick went as deep as it could. he could hear your breathing beginning to deepen, each of your exhales shorter than the ones that came before. 

each breath you took matched the rhythm of his strokes and he knew then that you wouldn’t be able to hold any longer than you already had. 

pulling you by your hair, your head snapped back from the sudden yank. 

“cum.” he didn’t even get the last letter of the word off of his lips before the sounds of you leaking filled the room. the gushy noises you were making was a symphony for him, instantly making a mess on his dick as you let yourself go. 

a long inhale followed by a dragged out moan escaped your lips and you didn’t care anymore. if he was gonna punish you all night then so be it. there was no way he expected you to keep quiet after all of this torture. 

“i-im sorry.” was all you could offer him, still taking every inch as he refused to let up on his strokes. your constant apologies rang out unapologetically, ironic. 

you just wanted him to forgive you already so you could get back to being your vocal self. there was never a moment where he would pleasure you and you could be totally quiet, he fucked you too good. 

“i know you are.” pausing for a brief moment, he removed his thumb from your ass and pulled you up, lifting you off of the table a bit. one hand still gripping your hair tightly, he wrapped his other arm around your hips and returned back to his normal rhythm. 

his strong arm pressing you even deeper into his thrusts. there was no time for him to be gentle. this wasn’t the moment for him to extend you any grace or allow you to rest in between your climaxes. you had rested enough already. 

this was purely a teaching moment, one he was sure you would never forget. he was always patient with you, always reassuring you. however you were what you were, a brat. so he made sure to relay his message the best way he could. 

“talk to me like that again.” he challenged you, waiting for a response. hoping for a reason to torture you even more. 

you had nothing, only moans and excessive begging came from your lips. 

“i-” you started, attempting to spit something out but the words came out in between your cries. as much as you were dying to speak, you weren’t making much sense when you finally had the chance. you didn’t even care if you were speaking gibberish or not, you were overstimulated at this point. 

“i can’t hear you.” he was taunting you now, fully aware that you wouldn’t be able to say much other than-

“i’m cummin’ daddy, i c-can’t.” you cried, letting him know that there was no more holding it no matter how hard you tried. 

“i didn’t say you could.” but it wasn’t like he was stopping either, completely fucking you both mentally and physically.

“please.” you said barely above a whisper. you shut your eyes tight as your legs shook against the table.

“you using your words now huh?” the sounds of his thighs slapping against your ass echoed off the walls. you couldn’t even respond to him, your body was cumming all over him.

loud moans escaped your lips as the muscles in your body begin to give in. your body had damn near gone limp as another orgasm took you over again.

“i’m not stopping until i get mine.” he said, still pressing into you. his stamina was so high from cumming in your mouth earlier, he was lasting longer than usual. 

he pulled you back by your hair even further, your head against his shoulder. he wrapped a firm hand around your jaw, never messing up his rhythm. 

“talk that shit now.” he spat, staring down at you. 

“i’m sorry, daddy. i’m sorry.” you whined, the inside of your thighs covered in your own mess. legs still shaking as you repeatedly apologized, meaning every single word. 

unbothered by your sorrows, his focus was now on his own pleasure. he licked your ear, biting on the lobe as his thrusts grew strong. his mouth traveled down to your neck, sucking and biting harshly on your skin as he felt himself erupt inside of you. 

he held onto you tightly, teeth still latched onto your neck as his hips twitched. deep groans coming from within his chest as he rode out his own climax. he thrusted into you a few more times before staying put, releasing all of himself directly against your cervix. 

you tightened around him, unable to control your reactions in this moment. the ride he had taken you on caused your body to respond the way he wanted it to. 

you both stood in silence, catching your breath, resting your weight on one another. his grip on you gradually loosened as his breathing returned to normal. 

removing his mouth from your neck, staring down at the small bruise on your skin, he pushed you back down onto the table and pulled out of you. stepping back a bit, he eyed your body from behind. licking his lips as he stared at the prints on your ass and the mess between your legs. 

“let me see it.” he said. 

you took a small breath as you pushed down on your pelvic floor, letting the cum that once filled you up pour back out of you. feeling it drip down onto your clit slowly. he sat back admiring his work once again, he loved to mark his territory. 

“good girl.” 

a few moments of silence went by before you heard him making his way over to you. he was back in his sweatpants again as he walked around to face you, lifting your head carefully in his hands. his expression was completely soft this time, all of the aggression leaving and being replaced with his usual affectionate self.

“how do you feel?” he asked, both hands against your cheek as he eyed you with concern. 

“fine.” you responded softly. your eyes were low and your muscles were weaker than before. all you wanted at this point was a good night's sleep. “do you forgive me?”

“of course.” he responded with a gentle kiss on your lips. placing your head back onto the table, he carefully removed the ropes from your wrists and then your legs. carefully lifting you from the table so your limbs could get used to moving freely again. 

“come on, let me get you in the bath.” 

wrapping your arm around his neck, he scooped you into his arms and headed for the bathroom in the master bedroom. he was back to his normal loving self again as were you. 

lesson learned. 

the end. 🩵