I can be such a spoiled brat sometimes. When I don’t get my way, I pout and throw a little tantrum. I have a sweet sugar daddy that takes care of my every need, but it just wasn’t enough for Spoiled Raylin. I told him I wanted an allowance. When he told me no, I got so upset and wouldn’t look at him or let him touch me. He begged me to talk to him, tried to kiss me, but no… that wasn’t happening. I got up and left the room, leaving him on the couch. I went into my room, slamming and locking the door behind me. I could hear Daddy knocking on the door, asking me to open it. When I refused to open the door, I heard a crash as he kicked the door in. I gasped as I saw the look in his eyes. I had never seen Daddy like that before. He was mad at me and was ready to punish me. He jerked me up and kissed me hard, pushing me back on the bed. I tried to fight back, but there was no stopping Daddy. This was the first time I had ever seen him aggressive like this…. and I loved it! My pussy was dripping by the time he put his mouth on it. His hands were rough, holding my legs apart, taking what he wanted for a change. He pushed my legs above my head as he shoved his throbbing cock inside. He rode me hard, his body slapping against mine. I had pushed daddy too far this time. The gentleness that I was used to went out the window as he flipped me over on my stomach and rammed into me again, pressing my face into the mattress. I wanted to lie and tell him that I hated it, but I know he could feel how wet my pussy was as he pounded it. He grabbed my shoulders and pressed in deep as he came inside me. He rolled over, taking me with him, cradling me against his body. I whispered to him that the allowance I had asked for needed to be doubled. He agreed, reaching into the pocket of his pants on the floor, handing me a wad of bills. I smiled, knowing that I would get what I wanted from Daddy. I always do.
