Chanceball Chapter 85: Choke Me, Slap Me

A/N: Just a friendly note that this scene gets a little rough so if smacking, biting and degradation is not your thing, please consider skipping it.

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Dabi’s eyes raked over the lower half of your body as your dress had been yanked up to expose your pussy and thighs.

“Look at you. Such a whore with no panties on…” he mumbled, his eyes already fucking you between the legs then making their way back up to your face-staring deep into your eyes as his fingertips then traced up the insides of your thighs and over your soft mound, detailing every inch of you except for where you wanted to be touched the most.

Eagerly you spread your legs, silently telling him you wanted more and he let out a sadistic laugh as you lay there.

“Oh? So you think I’m going to touch you where you want to be touched? How cute.” He growled, ceasing his wandering hand and raising it to compress your windpipe once more.

You coughed out a moan, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as he choked you, making your clit ache.

He released your windpipe again and brushed his fingers lightly across your pelvic bone then leaned his head down to your lips, biting into your bottom lip firmly and pulling on it- the tension on your skin making you hiss a little.

“Oww,” you groan-moaned as he let it go.

“That hurt did it? Did you ever stop to think about how painfully hard I’ve been all evening?” he raised his hand up then bought it down firmly on your pussy- smacking directly between your legs.

You moaned as the sting of the slap jolted your clit and you spread your legs wider.

“Punish me, daddy,” you begged, arms still pinned above your head.

“If you’re gonna torture me, then I’ll do the same to you,” he snarled, biting firmly into your jaw as he turned your head away and latched onto the side.

You moaned again, wriggling one hand free from under his grasp and reaching for your clit so that you could rub yourself.

“No!” he commanded, smacking your hand away and pinning it back up under his hand, “you are not allowed to touch. I wasn’t allowed to touch myself so you’re not allowed to touch yourself.”

“Awww,” you wheezed as he gripped you by the throat again.

“Don’t you, ‘awww’ me, slut, you know how I play.”

Your pussy throbbed with need at the words he was using and another small moan escaped your throat as his fingers brushed over your clit again.

Alternating between stroking your clit lightly and smacking your pussy, Dabi slowly worked you up, occasionally biting into your neck and giving you a hickey or tugging on your bottom lip that was sandwiched between his teeth.

“Such a whore, getting wet for daddy when he smacks that pussy,” he growled, running his finger lightly back and forth over your slick entrance, “dirty slut.”

His words were making you wetter than a monsoon and you made the mistake of arching against his hand, desperate for more.

“Know your place!” he snapped, slapping your pussy again and getting a palm full of slick.

You grinned as he pulled his hand back and looked at it, your juices glistening on his palm.

“Look at this,” he coo’d, a malicious inflection in his voice, “look what you’ve done.”

“Am I supposed to apologize for being turned on?” you thought, looking at him with an unintentional grin on your face as your chest rose and fell rhythmically.

“Oh, I know you’re not smiling right now,” he snapped, reaching for your face with his wet hand and sliding it along your cheek to smear the contents of your excitement on to you as he wrapped his hand around to the base of your neck and grabbed onto it.

Forcefully you were sat up and rolled you over onto your stomach, then your face was pressed down into the mattress and your ass was smacked.

“Ass up!” he demanded, pinning you down by the a kiss of your neck.

“What are you going to do, daddy?” you moaned.

“Ass up!” he commanded again, spanking you again for good measure.

You mewled and dragging your knees up under your chest, poking your bare ass up for him.

Without warning his tongue swiped over your pussy entrance and you cried out with delight, half smothered by the bedsheets.

“Ah!” you wailed, “that feels so good, daddy!”

“Stop getting so wet!” Dabi reprimanded, licking you between your legs again.

“I can’t help it!” you moaned, jolting with pure ecstasy every time he licked you.

The torture that Dabi was putting himself through was by far the worst he had ever had to endure. On top of knowing that you had no panties on all night, he was now having to punish your slick, wet pussy… and not have his dick in there yet.

He knelt up on the bed and pressed his ridiculously firm bulge against your hip, rocking back and forth a little to show you just how hard he was.

“This is what you’ve done to me,” he growled, “now what am I supposed to do with this?”

“You can put it inside me… daddy,” you mewled, wiggling your ass and earning yourself another slap.

“If I put it in gently then that’s a reward for you, but you shouldn’t have any rewards for what you did to me earlier.”

“I’m sorry, daddy,” you whined, “you don’t have to be gentle when you put it in, you can be rough. I like it when you punish me with your cock.”

“Well… in that case…” he mumbled, using his left hand to undo his pants and tugging his boxers down, “I just might do it.”

The minute his thick cock swelled out he let out a relieved sigh and grasped it in hand, pulling on it firmly as pre-cum beaded at the tip.

“Fuck I’m gonna have fun with this,” he groaned carnally, letting go of your neck so that he could shuffle around behind you, his metal belt clinking against the other piece of metal on his belt.

Using 2 fingers, he plunged them into your pussy, rubbing and scissoring them inside you to coat them well before pulling them out and pressing them to the entrance of your asshole.

You had been a moaning mess as he fingered your slick pussy and you let out a little mewl of frustration the minute he removed them.

“Now, be a good girl and fuck your ass on my fingers,” he growled, tapping your asshole with the tips of them.

Obediently you pushed back, the tips sliding into your rectum easily then becoming a little harder to push against the further they went in.

“Come on,” Dabi snapped, smacking your ass with his other hand as you tried to force them in further.

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