Innocence’s Series Bundle (Innocence #1-3)(4)

I knew she was a virgin, and it took all the power in my body not to spread those delicious thighs and look at her hymen. I needed to see the evidence of her innocence, but I wanted her to be the one to show me.

Instead, my eyes went back to the huge breasts that overfilled any top and bra she’d ever worn. Rosy nipples taunt me, making me angry that, after all these years, I couldn’t cum without thinking of them. I’d seen them once two summers ago when her too-small bathing suit top came off after she jumped into the pool. For two goddamn years I couldn’t so much as let loose a single drop of cum without seeing those perfect nipples in my mind.

Today I completed the fantasy and marked what was mine. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. I pulled down my boxer briefs just enough to let the monster out of the cage. This beast was too wild to let loose on her just yet.

I straddled her stomach and knelt, positioning myself above those perfect tits. I licked my palm and stroked myself hard in a punishing rhythm. I looked into her sweet face, and at that moment, she licked her f*cking lips. It was like she was sending me a sign and telling me to mark her as mine. To claim her virgin * for whatever my dick desired.

I beat my cock harder as pre-cum wept onto her chest. This was no gentle jerk-off session, this was an angry stroking for all those years I couldn’t touch her. I looked at her sweet lips and I swear I could hear her say “Daddy” in that shy voice. I could almost see that pink tongue peeking out, begging for a drop of what only Daddy’s dick could give her.

I came with a heavy grunt all over her nipples while my hips kept thrusting like a rutting animal trying to mate. I even ran the tip of my dick around her areola, rubbing out the last of my orgasm against her skin, not wanting her to miss a drop.

My pact with the devil was complete. I climbed off my beautiful little girl and stuffed my still rock-hard cock back into my pants. I smiled as I tied the blindfold on Haley and left the room. She was finally mine.



Setting my tumbler on the low table beside me, I know it’s time to wake Haley. I’ve been checking on her every hour since I brought her to my home. Now it’s time to explain our new relationship. Daddy William needs his little girl.

I open the door to my bedroom, and I can feel right away that Haley is awake. She is lying on my bed, tied and completely naked. I can practically see her heart beating from across the room. I note that her breathing is rapid and she’s trying to keep calm. My sweet little girl is so brave.

“Haley.”

She stiffens for just a moment before responding.

“Da…W-William. Is that you?”

It breaks my f*cking heart that I made her stop calling me ‘Daddy William’, but it was for her own good. For both of us, really.

“Yes, Haley. It’s Daddy William.”

I can see her cum-covered nipples tighten when she hears my voice. Her huge tits don’t belong on an 18-year-old. Her nipples point straight at me any time I speak to her. They’re like beacons of sin and sex, taunting me. Now, laid out before me with my jizz covering those sweet mounds, I can’t help but put my hand over my pants-covered dick and feel how hard it still is.

“Daddy William, I’m scared. Why am I tied up, and blindfolded…and…and naked?”

I walk closer to the bed and sit down beside her. I reach down and stroke her arm lightly.

“Shh. It’s okay, little Haley. I tied you up so you wouldn't hurt yourself, and I blindfolded you so that you would get some sleep. Stay calm and I'll untie you. Okay?”

She nods her head, and I begin to loosen the soft ribbons around her wrists and ankles. I rub her arms and legs lightly as I go, to ease some circulation and blood flow back into her limbs. Her arms go directly to her breasts to try to cover up. Her gorgeous tits are impossible to corral and I smile at her efforts.

“Now be a good girl for Daddy William and I’ll remove the blindfold.”

I slip the blindfold off and see her scared little eyes blink at the lamp light.

“Where am I, Daddy William? What’s going on?”

“Here, Haley. Drink some water and I’ll explain.”

I hand her the glass of water I’d set on the bedside table along with some ibuprofen that she takes without question. I pet her soft brown hair, wrapping one of her curls around my fingers, then releasing it to watch it bounce. God, I love her f*cking hair. I’ve always wanted to bury my hands in it.

Watching her drink the water, I can smell her skin and how sweet it is. Hours ago, at the party, when I had her caged like an animal, I couldn’t help but take a taste of her. She smelled like cinnamon and tasted like innocence. I’m never going to be able to eat French toast again without getting a f*cking hard-on.

“You’ve always been Daddy’s good girl, Haley,” I say as I place the glass back on the table.

“Last night that little shit Tim slipped you a roofie—that’s a drug—and he intended to use it to knock you out and rape you.”

I see her eyes get big as tears start to form at the corners.

“Shh. Everything is okay, little Haley. I was there in time. Tim is taken care of. I talked to Roger afterwards and told him that I would bring you to my house and take care of you while the drugs wore off. While you were still drugged, you struggled and tried to fight me. I decided you needed to be stripped of your clothes and restrained for your own safety. I put a blindfold on you so that you could sleep and hopefully stave off the worst of the drug-induced hangover.”