Chapter 14 - A New Day

Serena
Father didn’t reply. He turned me a little and slid into me from behind.
“I’m going to breed you, little girl. I’m going to plant a baby in your belly right fucking now,” he growled in a deep dark voice.
He sheathed himself fully. His big cock stretched me out and filling me. I felt him bang against my cervix. I arched my back. That was such a lovely pain. Papa began to suck on my tits like I was already producing milk.
“I’m next. You be a good little slut for us while Daddy is gone. We’ll keep you full of cum,” he rasped.
“Yes, please. I’ll keep my legs spread for your cocks. I want you to treat me like a breeding whore,” I squealed as Father fucked me harder than ever. He grabbed my hair and pulled my neck back.
“Your filthy words are going to make me cum too soon. She needs your cock in her mouth, Garrett.”
Papa got on his knees and fed me his hard cock. I choked and gagged as he fucked my throat. They gave me no choice. These two men totally controlled every piece of me.
I was so full. Father reached for my clit and I made a muffled noise of pleasure. Papa groaned at the vibration of it on his member. I was so highly aroused that I came in minutes. Papa was choking me when Father came, whispering in my ear that I was owned by them. I felt him flood me while Papa fucked my throat.
Papa pulled out and put me on my knees. He entered me roughly from behind and Father put his dick in my face so I could clean his cum from his member.
I was in heaven. I was being used and abused by them and it was the best feeling in the world. Not because I was some whore, but because they adored me. I felt it in every touch and word they said to me. Even Papa had told me he loved me, though I had not said it back. It was too soon to express those emotions for him.
It went like that all night long. We would doze off and then one of them would wake me up and fill with cock. My pussy was so sore by morning. One of them ran a bath for me and let me soak sometime in the early morning. They both bathed me and washed my hair. Somehow, I even had a change of street clothes.
We left the club in the early morning light and went for breakfast, just the three of us. I no longer had to feel guilty leaving my mother. She was happy and being well taken care of. She even told me yesterday before we left for the club to have fun with my man last night. She didn’t realize that I was being shared (at the time) by two men, now three, because she lived in a separate wing of the apartment. I wasn’t going to tell her either.
I was worried about what to say to Daddy when I spoke to him again. I made him so mad. I was usually so submissive, but I had yelled at him and called him by his real name. I’d made him angry. I felt bad about that, but he had promised me no secrets and he went back on his word! How could I ever trust him again?
We were sitting in the restaurant waiting for our food to arrive. Father and Papa recognized my change in mood. It was Papa that asked me what was wrong.
I sniffled. “I’m so mad at Daddy, but sad too,” I whined.
Father answered first. “I told him you would react this way, but he’s stubborn. He wanted Garrett here to see your reaction to him. He didn’t want to give anything away. He also wanted to see Garrett’s reaction to you. He should have stayed to see how things played out, but he was hurt.”
I started to say something, but Father rushed on.
“Baby Girl, we all know you were hurting. You explained what you thought, and I understand why you would think that. It’s why I advocated for him to say something before last night. Paul didn’t like keeping it a secret but sometimes things need to be in person. He thought this was one of those things. He’ll be settled in his hotel by the time we get back to the penthouse and you can talk to him.”
“I’m sorry I yelled at him, and I’m sorry he left. But he didn’t say goodbye. He just left me with a stranger.”
I looked at Papa. “It did turn out good though, right?” I needed to validate my feelings.
“Paul was right. I think the four of us are going to be phenomenal together. You’ll always have at least two of us here with you, while one of us is away on business. We all just want to take care of your needs. All of your needs, Baby Girl,” Papa finished in a husky voice.
“What girl wouldn’t like a harem of men to fill her every need? I was just blindsided by everything. I was on my own, taking care of mom for so long. I never knew any of this was possible and adding a third man? Unbelievable. I was so confused and hurt that I struck out at him. I’m still mad that he didn’t tell me he was leaving for a month. I hate secrets and he promised me he wouldn’t keep any.” I tried to keep the tears out of my voice, but I couldn’t.
Our food arrived and we stopped our conversation for a few minutes.
“Just talk to him,” Father said. “He’s had time to cool down. He keeps texting me to make sure you are okay.”
“He does?” I asked hopefully.
“Yeah, baby. He loves you. He only wants your happiness and he’s sorry. He didn’t mean to hurt you. He knows he fucked the whole thing up.”
That made me feel better and I was finally able to eat my delicious breakfast. I hope he apologized first. I was feeling a little petty. Daddy did things the wrong way and he better not do it again. I wasn't going to be some doormat. I had rights and emotions. Secrets were never a good idea.