What are you ?

[De****]

You are on top of me, pounding into me with your hand on my neck. I beg for you to let me cum and you tell me no. The pleasure is screaming to be let loose and I beg again. You growl a denial in my ear and pinch my clit to hold the orgasm at bay. I want the pleasure so badly. I kiss from your neck to your ear. Then I nibble your earlobe and murmur softly, “Daddy don’t be rough right now, make love to me.”
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The crash of your palm into my face sends me reeling. I feel my teeth slice a welt into my upper lip. Then you press your forehead into mine. Not softly. Not the caress of a lover. You press your head into mine so hard I worry you will break my skull. “Do you know what you are?” you ask me. I make a confused stutter and you ask again, “what are you?” I can’t think, I whimper, “I … I don’t… I … I.” You give a throaty laugh and growl, “so pathetic, you don’t even know what you are. You are a fuck toy. That’s all you are. Now say it. Say you are a fuck toy.” I can’t think with your head crashing into me and I gasp out that I’m a fuck toy.
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You flip onto your back and pull me by hair over your dick. Not a pull of a glossy pony tail guiding me. Your fingers are nesting tangles into my hair that will take hours to remove. You push my mouth down over your cock until I gag and pull away to catch my breath. You push me right back down, “fuck toys don’t need to catch their breath.” I gag again and beg for a moment, but you push my mouth back down, “fuck toys don’t need a moment.” This time I gag without pulling away. My tonsils are spasming on your shaft, but I don’t try to escape. When you are satisfied you release me and say, “good toy.”
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You pull me onto straddling you, your cock deep inside me. I’m a mess. Tears and drool are streaming over my face and neck. My hair is matted. I’m whimpering and looking down at your chest. You grab my face between both your hands and command me to look at you. Your blue eyes are icy, they are cold steel. “You think I would make love to a fuck toy? That’s disgusting. Do you think I’m disgusting?” you spit at me. I shake my head no, and you ask me “what do I do with a fuck toy?” I stammer and you press my cheeks together until my mouth pops open. You spit in my mouth and tell me swallow. “Try again, what do I do with a fuck toy?” I whine out “you …. Yyyy.. you fuck.” You smile up at me and clench your hands into my thighs. Your nails are so deep, I can’t tell if you have broken the skin. “That’s right,” you say, “fuck toys fuck. So show me fuck.”

[Br****]

This is one Bp episode!
Why am I turned on?

[De****]