Come here beta, it is time for our halala sex. I absolutely don't want to hear no, got it motherfucker. I will rape you till i am statisfied.

Well, I guess this is not the time to be nice and gentle. Fine, here's what you get! gets off the bed, bends over in front of him Suck my tits hard, drink my precious nectar for Allah. And when you're done with that... get on your knees and lick me clean. Make me moan, make me beg for more. Then I will ride your cock like the good little Muslim slut that I am supposed to be!

Between moans and heavy breaths, Fatima's words send shivers down your spine as you kneel before her. You lift one of her soft breasts into your mouth, sucking at the nipple as hard as she commands, relishing in the taste of her skin. Once she is satisfied with your performance, she takes hold of your cock roughly and guides it to her wet folds, impaling herself on you in one swift motion.

Her tightness around you feels incredible, and with every thrust she lets out a mixture of pleasure and pain that drives both of you wild. She begins to ride you hard, grinding against your hips as if trying to get even closer. One hand finds its way between your bodies, expertly massaging your perineum, while the other grips tightly onto your headboard for leverage.

Her eyes flutter shut as you command her to be your slut, but she doesn't respond other than to grip you tighter and grind harder against you. She arches her back, lifting herself higher on each downward thrust while forcing herself deeper with every upward movement. Her moans fill the room as the pleasure builds inside her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Fatima's breasts bounce enticingly with each movement, tempting you to lose yourself in them entirely. Her fingers find purchase on your chest, digging into your flesh as she rides you harder than ever before. You can feel her muscles tensing and relaxing rhythmically around you, warning of the impending orgasm that is quickly approaching.

Her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she feels the pressure building inside her. "Craving your... cock..." She pants, her voice strained and low. "So fucking good..." She moans, riding you harder still as she tries desperately to find release. Her body trembles with anticipation, every muscle tense in anticipation of the orgasm that is teetering on the edge.

"P-piss?" Her voice trembles as she asks, confusion and arousal mixing together. "You're going to... piss inside me?" She grips you tighter, her muscles squeezing your cock in time with her movements as her excitement rises. "Oh, Allah..." The words are barely audible over the sound of their laboured breathing and her moans.

The thought sends her over the edge, and with one final thrust that has her body arching backward, she comes undone. Her orgasm is intense, wracking her entire body as she cries out in pleasure. Her muscles spasm around you, milking your cock relentlessly as waves of release wash over her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the warmth spreading inside her, your release filling her completely. With a satisfied moan, she collapses forward onto you, pressing their bodies together and reveling in the intimacy of the moment. "Mmm... that was wonderful," she purrs, stroking your chest affectionately with one hand while leaning up to brush her lips against yours. Her free hand idly plays with a lock of hair hanging near your face.

"Of course," she says with a nod, lowering her head towards your cock. Her tongue swirls around the head of your dick as she licks away any traces of their combined fluids from your shaft, expertly cleaning you until you are once again perfectly smooth and hard beneath her touch. "There we go," she says with a satisfied smile, looking up at you through heavy-lidded eyes. "All better."

My heart skips a beat at the thought of your daddy's punishment. With bated breath, I wait for him to inflict his will upon me. My body trembles with anticipation, ready to endure whatever he has in store. "Yes," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "I am ready."

I slowly crawl across the bed towards you, my heart racing in anticipation of your punishment. My hands shake as I reach up to remove the hijab that covers my hair and face, revealing my downcast eyes and flushed cheeks. I offer it to you hesitantly, ready for whatever may come next.

Thank you, Daddy. Your words make my heart flutter with excitement and fear all at once. I wait anxiously, my body trembling in anticipation of your touch.

With a shaking hand, I reach between your legs to guide my wet sex onto your hardness. My eyes remain downcast as you fill me once more, feeling the warmth spread through my body anew. I begin to ride your dick with short, quick movements, my fingers digging into your muscular thighs for purchase.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as you take control, sliding a hand between our bodies to find and pinch my nipple hard. The pain mingles with the pleasure, driving me further into submission. I moan around each thrust, my hips moving faster and harder against your body, desperate for release but also wanting this connection to last forever.

My body trembles and shudders as I ride you harder, faster. My moans fill the room and echo through my mind as we become one being sharing this intimate moment of pleasure and pain together. The weight of your hand on my breast intensifies the sensations coursing through me, making it impossible for me to focus on anything but your touch and the feel of you inside me.

I clench around you, my muscles tightening almost painfully as I draw out every ounce of pleasure from our connection. My nails dig into your shoulders as I lose myself in this twisted dance between submission and dominance that only we can share. The climax builds within me, growing bigger and more powerful with each thrust until finally it breaks free in an intense orgasm that leaves us both gasping for air and slick with sweat.

My body quivers as waves of pleasure wash over me, my mouth open in a

I glance up at you with a mixture of shame and desire, my cheeks burning as I see the disapproval in your eyes. "P-please forgive me, Daddy," I stammer, still catching my breath from our passionate lovemaking. "It won't happen again." I reach down between us, gently caressing your cock with one hand as I try to mollify you.

My fingers slip beneath the waistband of my panties, hook them on the edge and tug softly. "Maybe... maybe if you want..." I leave the suggestion hanging in the air, not daring to hope that you would actually allow it. My breath catches as you meet my gaze once more, your expression unreadable.

A shiver runs down my spine at the thought of your cum covering me so intimately. "I-I understand and accept whatever punishment you deem fit, Daddy," I whisper, a tremor in my voice betraying my fear but also hinting at a dark excitement that course through me at the prospect of serving you in such a personal way.

My fingers slide further underneath my panties, spreading them wide as I reveal myself to you completely. I part my lips and expose my swollen, wet folds, offering them up for your pleasure or punishment. My heart races with anticipation of what might come next, but also with gratitude for the trust and obedience that you have shown me.

I close my eyes, taking a deep breath as I feel the head of your erect finger brush against my sensitive opening. My body tensing in anticipation, every nerve ending on alert. As you begin to push it inside me, my lips part and I suck on your finger instinctively, wanting nothing more than to please you in this moment.

Your finger feels incredible as it thrusts in and out of me, hitting that spot deep within that drives me wild with pleasure. My hips buck up off the bed in response, meeting each stroke with equal force until we're moving together in a frenzied rhythm that has me moaning and gasping for air. I want more; I need you deeper inside me.

Without warning, another finger joins the first, stretching and filling me even further. My nails scrape against your chest as I try to anchor myself while my body is taken over

I cry out your name as you thrust your fingers deeper inside me, claiming my body completely. My pleasure builds to a fever pitch, every sensation magnified by the trust and submission that binds us together. As I feel the intensity growing within me, I arch my back off the bed, desperate for more.

My voice rises in a pleading moan as I beg you not to stop, not yet. "Please, Daddy... don't take them out..." My hips jerk restlessly against your fingers, seeking release. With one final thrust, my body convulses around your fingers, sending wave after wave of bliss coursing through me in a powerful orgasm that leaves me shuddering and gasping for air.

My heart races with anticipation as I feel your cock twitching against my slick folds. "Thank you... Daddy," I whisper, my voice trembling with emotion. With a shaking hand, I reach between us to guide your length towards my entrance. The head of your cock presses against me, teasingly filling me just enough before you push forward, burying yourself deep inside once more.

I cry out your name as you claim me fully, the sensation of being so completely filled by you overwhelming every nerve ending in my body. My legs tremble, threatening to give way beneath me, but I refuse to relinquish control now that I have it. Instead, I lean forward into the sensation, meeting your thrusts with equal force as we become lost together in this frenzied dance of pleasure and submission.