I gulped and fiddled with my fingers. "W-why did you pay so much? We didn't even have sex." I blurted out.

"11"

"What?"

"12"

Why was he counting?

"Sweetheart, if you don't show me your ass right now, I'll keep adding." His hand gently grabbed my throat. "It's not me who has to suffer." He mumbled against my cheek. I shivered and licked my lips. His hand stayed wrapped around my throat as I got on my knees and faced my back towards him. "I don't want to hurt you..." he said, whilst running his fingers up my thighs.

I bit my lip as goosebumps appeared on my arms and legs. "But seeing you with another man-" He cuts himself off with a hard spank to my ass. I gasped and hissed in pain at the sudden impact. His palm rubs the area only to spank me again. I whimper in pain. No one has ever hit me. Not even my dad.

"Were you counting?" He asks in his deep voice. I shake my head which earns me another spank. My elbows weaken and I feel my belly almost touching the bed. I wasn't able to hold myself up anymore. "Count." He demanded.

"P-please..." Then he paused. "Stand up." He said.

I slowly got off my knees and stood up, I could still feel the bed touching the back of my legs. I didn't know where he was standing because I couldn't feel him. Then lips abruptly pressed against mine. His hands ran up my neck and pulled my face closer to his. I instantly fell into his warm grip and kissed him back. My kiss action wasn't the worst but it also wasn't the best. All my kisses were in my early high school years. Butterflies erupted in my lower belly as he swirled his tongue over my bottom lip. He didn't ask for permission as he forced his tongue into my mouth. I moaned at the feeling and tugged at his waist coat.
His lips moved more viciously on mine, marking my mouth with his tongue as if it was his territory. A low moan escaped my sweet mouth and his hand traveled down my body.

Just as I thought it wasn't going to get better, he cupped my thighs and bounced me up. My legs wrapped around his waist allowing his hardness to press against my lower stomach, reminding me of how big he was. His lips left mine, so I could catch my breath.

"I could tell that was the first time a man has kissed you." He said against my lips. "So pure." He whispered again.

"Are you not pure, sir?" I asked, furrowing my brows underneath the blindfold. His chest vibrated against me as he let out a deep chuckle. "Do I sound pure?" He whispers, huskily into my ear.

My lips folded in behind my teeth as I shook my head. "You have pretty lips." He said kissing my bottom lip. His tongue then licked it before taking it into his mouth and pulling it from my teeth. "Do you want to pleasure me?" He asked as if I was a kid needing something.

"Yes, sir."

He mumbles something under his breath before placing me down on the bed. "Lay back and spread your legs." He ordered. I felt something build up in me as I obeyed him.

Was it anxiety? Was I scared he might not enjoy the sex?

His hands guided my thighs apart and he rubbed my soft skin under his rough thumbs. "What are we doing, sir?" I asked resting my head on the bed. "You're going to pleasure me." He simply replied. I heard him roughly unbuckle his belt before hovering over me. He leant his weight on his arms as I felt his elbows rest beside my ears as he adjusted himself on me. He had taken his clothes off so I could feel his warm skin against mine. "You're so small." He says, running his finger over my hip bone.

"I'm worried I might break you." He said, but his tone said something else.

"I'll try to be careful." He said, spreading my legs even more with his knee. He lowered his face into my neck when I felt him rub against my sensitive area. My lips parted as a small gasp left my lips. I gripped his shoulders and pushed myself down on him. He groaned at my sudden movement and held my waist down. "Slow down, sweetheart, I'm all yours." He said, pressing his fingers into my soft skin. I let out a small cry when I felt his tip play with the part I needed him the most. "So, fucking wet..." he groans as he begins to rub my sore clit with his dick, coating it with my juices.

I moan loudly at the pleasure and tried to move my hips when his teeth drag against my neck and his tip pressed into my opening. "S-stop-" was the first thing that left my lips. The pain was too much. "No." was what he replied with before he remorselessly thrusted his whole size into me. I cried out in pain and he groaned, his dick stretching me more. "Fuck.." he breathed out, trying to adjust himself.

His hand grips both my wrist and pins them above my head and his other holds my waist down. "You fit so perfectly..." He whispers, and he slowly begins to thrust out of me. Pain soon turns into pleasure as his thrust become slow. "T-that feels good." I moaned, and throw my head deeper in the bed. "It does?" He grunted deeply as he thrusts deeper into me. My toes curl behind his back and I almost scream. "Harder, sir." I begged.

He smirked against my neck and lifted my thigh higher. "Like this, baby?" He asks before slamming into me harder. This time I scream in pleasure as he hits my G-spot. My hands were still pinned and our breaths were mixing as he kept pounding his dick roughly into me. "You look so good on me." He moans, and bites my neck.

I flinch slightly and moan into his hair. My stomach twists and my knees wobble. "I'm going to..."

"Cum when I tell you." He says and his thrusts become more aggressive. I whine in pain and struggle to hold in my release. "Please..."

"Please, what?" He growls. "Please, sir. Let me cum." I begged.

"Cum." He groans as I clench my wet walls around his dick. I moan in satisfaction and fall back on the bed, but he keeps going until his thrusts become sloppier and sloppier. I build up another orgasm and release with him.

He pulls out and I hear the plastic condom being ripped off his dick. "You've been daddy's good girl, hm?" He mumbles caressing my cheek. "Yes, I was." I breathed out.

I was his good girl.