danny andrews. marked dom. arrived 2.23. future dom to daisy blossom, current boyfriend and future husband to nate mantle.
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Something about Daisy always brought out the depraved side of him. Spitting in her mouth, shoving her wet panties between her lips and rutting into her like he was some kind of animal - he hadn't expected himself to be like this ever. But she thrived on this, which compounded the animalistic side of him, like some kind of amazing, erotic feedback loop. Danny grunted loudly with every thrust, his wide hands wrapped around her hips hard enough to leave bruises. "You're so - fucking wet for me, princess, my perfect cockslut," he groaned out. He shifted his hips slightly, trying to hit every spot inside of her that would make his girl squeal and shudder underneath him.
Daisy's eyes widened as she watched Danny strip, her gaze hungrily devouring every inch of his muscular body. She let out a muffled whimper when he spat into her mouth, swallowing obediently, "Ooh...fuck...I feel so dirty doing that," she giggled breathlessly, "Thank you, Sir..." she hurriedly said before he pushed the soaked fabric between her parted, panting lips. Her eyes fluttered shut as she sucked around the drenched fabric - tasting herself; tasting what her Dominant did to her, and would do every day for the rest of their lives - whether he was trying to or not. "Mmmph!"she cried out when he suddenly entered her, her back arching off the bed as she was filled completely. The sensation of his thick cock stretching her was overwhelming, and she knew it would only be a matter of time before she was cumming again - especially with how sensitive she already was from earlier. Daisy pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts eagerly as best she could, turning over her shoulder to admire his body as he fucked her like the stud he was.
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A low rumble of approval vibrated in his chest before he even realized it. That look on her face would be his undoing. Danny quickly undressed, kicking his clothes to the side before peeling her wet panties from her body carefully. Holding them in one hand, he slid the other under her neck, urging her head up. "Open your mouth." He licked his own lips, then spat into her mouth. "Swallow that first." Once she'd obeyed, he pushed her sopping panties into her mouth. "You look like such a needy whore like that," Danny growled as he knelt behind her, rubbing his aching cock against her cunt. He didn't give any more warning before pushing into her with a low, guttural moan.
Daisy shuddered as Danny's hand cracked against her ass, the sting making her bite back a moan. She nodded eagerly at his words, her heart racing as she willed herself to remain upright, despite how weak she was for him. The thought of cumming over and over again on his thick cock, until she was utterly spent and helpless, had her dripping even more onto the bedsheets - her panties so drenched at this point that they could be wrung out and leave a sizable puddle underneath her voluptuous body "Y-yes, Sir," she stammered out, "I understand...I'll keep the panties in my mouth as best I can." She turned slightly, meeting his gaze over her shoulder and gaze him a wide-eyed, pleading glance that she knew would get the cave-man in him going.
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Watching Daisy all but melt to the floor had him smirking, and he had to grind the heel of his hand into his bulge for some inkling of relief before he could manage to stand up and follow her. Danny swallowed hard to try and regain some sort of control, but of course, the moment he saw Daisy just as he'd asked, her ruined panties clinging to the swollen mound between her thighs, he lost all the progress he might have made. "Good girl," he growled, running one hand up her back and laying a firm smack on her upturned ass. "Now, princess - I'm going to fuck you. I want you to cum as many times as you need to on my cock. In fact, I'm going to try to make you cum until all you can do is lay there and take my load in this pretty cunt of yours," he said as he cupped her soaked core in his wide palm. "And you are going to hold these wet, messy panties in your mouth the whole time. If you drop them - I'll pull out and spank your pussy before shoving them back in your mouth. Understood?" His fingers flexed against her, rubbing her through the sopping material as he waited for her to consent.
Her eyes rolled back as Danny's pecs flexed around her face - God, he was such a show-off; and it turned her on like nothing else. She let out a needy whimper, nuzzling deeper into his chest like a bitch in heat, unable to get close enough to her alpha. Daisy's body trembled with the aftershocks of her intense orgasm as Danny's lips claim her parted ones in a deep, passionate kiss - the kind that always left her dizzy. She melted into him, savoring the feeling of being completely owned and dominated by one of only two men in the world she was sincerely convinced could get her to this level of submission so easily. When he pulled aways and doled out his instructions, Daisy nodded obediently, her eyes wavering with emotion before replying a whisepred, "Yes, Sir," - her voice already slightly hoarse from all the screaming. Reluctantly, she slid off his lap, her legs shaking as she crawled towards the bedroom on her hands and knees, just as he commanded. Once she was there, she removed her skirt, letting it pool around her ankles before she kicked the useless scrap of fabric off. Her panties were soaked and clung to her swollen, aching cunt as she clamored onto the bed to assume the specified position - face down, ass up. She rested her head on slender forearms, arching her back prettily in a move to present herself in the most enticing way possible.
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Danny continued the adoring abuse of her nipples, biting and sucking roughly at the sensitive little buds. They would be sore and stiff for days most likely, but he knew his girl loved to feel their encounters as long as possible. "That's right, baby, I'm your god. Your Dom, your man, and the being you ache to worship," he growled back, riding the high of the ego boost, playing into the Alpha role he knew they both enjoyed. His grip on her tightened when he felt her body begin to shake, and he could feel the wet heat of her peak soak through his pants with how intense her orgasm was. His hands slid up her back, soothing for the moment, and he flexed his pecs around her face as she fought to catch her breath. "And that's just the beginning, princess. I'm planning on leaving you incapable of moving in celebration of our claim," he whispered against her ear, one hand wrapping around her hair to force her head back so he could claim her mouth in a bruising kiss. "Crawl to the bedroom. Take off your skirt, then get up on the bed, face down, ass up," Danny ordered.
Daisy whimpered breathlessly, grinding her hips down against his bulge, meeting his aggressive bucking motions as best she could - but really, she could have just gone limp like a living fuck-doll and Danny would have taken care of the rest. He was more than capable of that, she knew - but at least to start, when she wasn’t completely exhausted, she thought it’d be nice to pull her weight at least a little. His relentlessly rough treatment of her nipples, the searing pain that blossomed across her pebbled, flushed skin in the wake of his biting, plus the pleasure that immediately followed when straight to her core like a bolt of lightning, dampening her panties instantly in the process as she teetered closer and closer to the edge of inevitable release. “Fuck…yes, Sir - I’ll soak them for you, I’ll cum so hard just from…just form being here in your big, strong arms, rutting against this perfect god-cock…” she panted, her hands making tiny fists in the material of his shirt, tugging especially hard the harder he pulled on her nipple with his teeth. She looked at him through heavy, lust-darkened eyes, her cheeks flushed a bright pink as she bit down hard on her bottom lip, her lashes fluttering as pleasure wracked through her in waves. Her panties grew increasingly damp as her arousal mounted. The way his big, muscular arms flexed under her touch only added to every other sensation that was rapidly overwhelming her. “Sir!!! Oooh, Sir!” Daisy cried out, her body convulsing as an intense orgasm washed over her. Her panties were absolutely ruined, the fabric clinging to her swollen lips, dripping with her juices and she continued to scream through the intensity of the orgasm. Finally, as the peak of it passed, Daisy collapsed against Danny’s rock hard pecs, panting heavily as she rode out the waves of pleasure against his body. She buried her face in the impressive crevice between his pecs, subtly motor boating him over his shirt affectionately, inhaling his masculine scent as she came down from such an intense high. “God, that was amazing, Sir…t-thank you…” she murmured weakly, still trembling as she struggled to regain even a modicum of composure.
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The way she would always grab and grope at him would never fail to stoke his ego. This beautiful, perfect creature needed him so badly, needed the simple action of touching his bare skin, that she all but lost her mind - and he was only a man with an ego that loved to be stroked. Danny lapped roughly at her abused nipple, the wet noises of his attention loud in the quiet suite. "I want you to soak those fucking panties, baby girl," he rasped, both wide hands back on her hips to press her scorching cunt against his covered bulge. "Cum for me just like this." Danny was feeling particularly feral, his mind focused on ruining those flimsy panties and making her bite down on them while he fucked her - but she would have to wait to find out what he had in mind. He pushed his cock up against her as he took her other nipple in his mouth, sucking roughly on the bud as he leaned his head back, stretching her ample tit taut with his teeth,
He loved how she just seemed to go brainless the moment he tore her shirt off, preening and pushing her tits together the way she knew he loved. Danny let his hand slide down to grip her ass hard as he sucked hard on her breast, knowing there would be a dark bruise on her soft skin the moment he lifted his mouth. He took his time, licking over the spot before his head came up to survey his work. "You look so good with my bite marks all over you," he growled, reaching up to unhook her bra and toss it aside. "Even better when leaving those marks make you scream." Danny winked at her, then ducked his head again to take one nipple between his teeth, tugging roughly at the sensitive bud.
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But baby - you always like it when I'm a little cruel to you.
I am too, princess. I don't think I've ever even fathomed this kind of happiness. Knowing you're mine is elation beyond every level.
Mm. I do love having that effect on you.
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He loved how she just seemed to go brainless the moment he tore her shirt off, preening and pushing her tits together the way she knew he loved. Danny let his hand slide down to grip her ass hard as he sucked hard on her breast, knowing there would be a dark bruise on her soft skin the moment he lifted his mouth. He took his time, licking over the spot before his head came up to survey his work. "You look so good with my bite marks all over you," he growled, reaching up to unhook her bra and toss it aside. "Even better when leaving those marks make you scream." Danny winked at her, then ducked his head again to take one nipple between his teeth, tugging roughly at the sensitive bud.
Daisy knew what that smirk meant. She'd seen in hundreds of times at this point, and it always served as the last thing she saw before Danny swiftly drove her completely out of her mind. Her breath hitched as he took her shirt in his hands and tore it in two, the shreds of it falling off and onto the floor, forgotten. Her chest preened forward, her back arched and her pale cheeks flushed instantly. "Oh, Sir...wow..." She squeaked as she brought her arms together to press her tits closer, emphasizing their impressive size for him to enjoy, then smoothed her hands up the powerful swell of his chest to hold on as he bucked up against her, driving the rigid hardness of his bulge up against her core, making her moan out loudly in response. The tops of her aroused nipples were visible above the hemline of her flimsy bra which was struggling to keep them from completely spilling out. She always bought her bras about a size too small for that very reason. "Y-Yes, Sir...need you all over me...I want to be marked by my Dominant...n-need it, need you." She stammered incoherently, leaning in with his support so that his mouth met her tits at once. The way his teeth grazed over the delicate flesh, then sunk in almost made her cum in his lap, right away - and she might've, if she didn't have years of practice under her belt at this point. Her head fell back and the hand that wasn't groping at his pec found the back of his hair, and weakly held him to her chest encouragingly. "Yes, oh - yes, Sir - harder, please...abuse my tits...abuse me - like only a big, strong alpha-male like you can..."
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I wonder how stupid you would get with both Nate and I focused on getting that brain of yours turned off. Mm. I love what a slut you are for licking over muscles. Nope, that's right. Even when I try to be just romantic with Daisy, I can't help but leave a new mark somewhere on her body. You do have such a way with words, pretty girl, it's incredible. And I'm planning on doing all of that and more. You'll have to write down your own name to remember it after I'm done with you.
All boobs are delicious boobs in my opinion, no matter what the size. Aw Marcia, I vow to never be gentle with any part of you outside of aftercare.
Fuck, that’s such a hot thought, Sir - I don’t think you’ve seen me fucked as stupid as Nate’s seen yet - you’re totally in for a treat - but I think I’ll be the one with the tastier treat, getting to drag my tongue across every inch of your gorgeous body. 🤤 Honestly, nothing is vanilla when you’re involved, Sir - you could have me on my back, yanking my tits, spitting in my face and mouth - grabbing me by the hair and forcing me to lick the sweat dripping from your big bulging pecs…then feeling on your cock exactly how much my pussy likes when you treat me like your personal cum, sweat and spit rag 🩷 bet you could make my eyes roll back and go cross-eyed - I’d look like suuuuch a dumb little fuckdoll while you’re pounding out stupid little pussy, Daddy~.
That’s super sweet of you, but Daisy definitely has a way better rack than me - that’s just a fact!! And I’m at peace with that, as long as you and Nate still enjoy my tits and aren’t any less rough with them just cause they’re smaller!
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Very good news, because I think I'll enjoy the sight of you cleaning me up with your tongue while you're braindead and fucked out. Honestly, missionary doesn't get enough love. Sure it's traditionally vanilla but in our situations? It's spicy as fuck. I love watching whoever I'm on top of feel all the sensations I can bring them. Especially when I make their eyes roll back. Your tits are every bit as gorgeous as Daisy's, pretty girl. And I bet you'd also make very pretty noises while they're chained up. Daisy's very much into breast torture, so I've gotten very good at knowing how to make needy sluts squeal like that.
Or maybe I could just fuck your ass soon for the hell of it, pretty girl. Pump a load into you like that while I spank your dripping cunt and over your thighs, now that sounds like a well spent evening. Aw. You saying you've had wet dreams about me? I'm flattered.
Exactly. Keeping yourself diverse is important.
Oh of course. Who am I to turn down a limp, consenting set of holes to use?
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Their whole lives. It had seemed like such an abstract and impossible concept. But now, his collar was on her throat, and the future he wanted was almost completely locked into place. Once Nate claimed Marcia, and he put a ring on his future husband, they were set. His mind couldn't wander for long though, not with how Daisy was grabbing him, squeezing his shoulder, her entire body poised and silently begging for more of the rough pleasure she craved from him. Smirking, he leaned back enough to meet her eyes before taking her thin shirt in hand and easily tearing it from her body. Her voluptuous chest was barely contained in her bra, and he groaned low in his throat at the sight. "You need proof of me all over you, princess?" he asked, thrusting his hips up against her hard, just to watch her tits bounce and settle, barely remaining in their underwire prison. "Every little bit of you covered in my marks, my bruises, my cum... mm, now that sounds like a pretty picture," Danny breathed, leaning in to bite at her other breast, his wide hand on her lower back to keep her arched into him.
He chuckled, remembering how flustered she'd been - what a far cry from his eager muscle whore who would practically hump his leg every time he went to the gym. "I want that too. I want to learn everything, every possible way I can surprise you," Danny hummed, his fingers sliding easily under her panties to grip her bare cheeks. His chin dipped down, and he kissed along the swell of her breasts easily, encouraging those hips to grind down against his lap. "And now, you're my horny little princess, and you'd bend over for me any time, any place, like the good slut you are," he murmured, his voice muffled into her breasts. His teeth sank into the delicate skin, sucking a mark insistently to replace the fading ones on her pale flesh.
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I knew you would like it. Oh pretty girl, I think I am capable of dealing with a slutty, drenched little pussy like yours. I think we could find a position that allows that. Maybe with you on your back on my bed, your legs over my shoulders? I might even be tempted to put clamps on those tits of yours with a nice chain for me to pull on.
Or maybe I could just fuck your ass soon for the hell of it, pretty girl. Pump a load into you like that while I spank your dripping cunt and over your thighs, now that sounds like a well spent evening. Aw. You saying you've had wet dreams about me? I'm flattered.
Exactly. Keeping yourself diverse is important.
Oh of course. Who am I to turn down a limp, consenting set of holes to use?
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Text: Our baby girl.
Text: More than worth it. He's ours.
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Text: He's an exception to a lot of our rules. But - he's worth it.
Text: Of course not! He means the world to us both regarless of how he marks. I might even get over my whole "can't dom a dom" thing, but it would be only for him.
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Text: Thanks, babe. I don't want him thinking he matters any less to us even if he claims as a Dominant.
Text: that’s true. His confidence knows no bounds until it’s something that matters. Ugh, my sweet princess. Yeah, I’ll keep an eye out too.
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I didn't ask if you had a problem with Doms. I asked if you had a problem with me being a Dom.
I guess.
I don't have a problem with Doms. I've been pretty much exclusively submitting since I got here.
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