Chloe, was the kind of child to draw a lot of positive energy, drawings never had sad faces. Even her clouds smiled.
She was four years old and already trying to patch up a world that didn't know how to be kind to her. Like I was going to be any kinder..
I met her in the afternoon. The kind where the sun seeps through the windows like honey and everything feels almost safe. Her father opened the door in a rush, tie loosened, phone pressed to his ear. He barely looked at me. He was strangely hard in his pants then he just pointed toward the living room and mouthed, "She's in there."
And there she was.
Chloe.
Laying on the carpet showing me her little ass, crayons spilled around her like candy. She was humming to herself, I imagined how her moans would sounds with her cute voice. Her dress was pale yellow, smudged with green from the grass, and her hair was tied in two soft pigtails that drooped like wilted flowers that I'm about to bloom once more.
She looked up when I stepped in those wide, trusting eyes, full of belief in the goodness of strangers. She smiled and waved meanwhile I take a glance at her mouth which will be used later on.
"Hi! Wanna draw?"
I almost said yes.
Instead, I knelt beside her and asked her name, even though I already knew it. Her voice was small,innocent and ready to be broken.
"Chloe," she said, pointing at the page. "This is me. I'm hugging a dragon so he won't be lonely."
She said it if comforting dragons was normal, I think to myself is her father the dragon?
There was no trace of her mother in the house. Just a few dusty picture frames turned face-down on the hallway shelf. Her father, too busy to grieve aloud. Chloe filled in the silence with songs. With smiles. With drawings no one really looked at.
But I looked.
I looked so deeply I could've drowned in her little world. I wanted to take her clothes off right there.
I noticed how her fingers always reached for the red crayon first. Always red. And how she'd hum a little louder when she was coloring like the sound made the colors stronger. And made me hornier.
I waited.
I watched.
And then one day, I changed the rules.
She was coloring another dragon, this one with stars on its wings. She reached for red. I picked up my dick out my pants and showed her.
"Try this," I said, smiling. "I think this one's better."
She paused. Looked at my red dick. Looked at me.
Her little brow furrowed — not in defiance, but in thought. Like she wanted to understand why my dick was better. Like she trusted I must know something she didn't.
Then she nodded.
And she touched my dick
"This is bigger than papa's"
First I was shocked but knew somthing was up. She then jerked me off like a good girl her small hands slowly moving the shine in her eyes as if her light came back.
"giggles"
Oh Chloe you naughty little slut, I was so hard I came after 3 minutes all over her body as she cleaned her self up I got even more aroused.
Another time, she asked for a cherry popsicle. I handed her my dick.
She blinked up at me, uncertain.
"Your dick is my favorite," I said. "It's the best one."
She took it, hesitated — and then smiled again. "Okay."
She licked it slowly. Too slowly. Like it didn't taste right.
But when I asked if she liked it, she nodded.
Of course she did.
She wanted me to be happy.
And that was when I knew.
It didn't take cruelty. It didn't take force. All it took was suggestion. A whisper.
However I couldn't hold it in anymore. I grabbed Chloe's face and started throat fucking her, the way he tongue went perfectly around my dick aroused me further.
"Muffled sounds p-please stop it, screams"
I screamed dirty fucking slut and I continued her screams didn't stop me it made me keeping going.
"More muffled sounds, what's going on papa never did this it tastes so weird I can't breathe, I need to escape"
My eyes rolls back as I throat fuck her I start cumming inside her mouth and collapse oh god.
I see Chloe get up scream and run to the bathroom, I slowly get up and chase after her.
"Screams, I need to hide away from him"
I approach the bathroom door and hear crying and slow gentle hums which turn me on again, she's so afraid of me now I knock and the gentle slow hums stop.
"Mmm Mmm Mmm, hears knocks, I stop humming, I start to cry again."
I open the door that she left unlocked on purpose like she wanted me to barge in and rape her. I couldn't stop anymore somthing took over me, I grab Chloe as she cried, she was very light weight as I picked her up she tried to fight back her little slaps did no damage to me, I choked her her small breaths and her look she gave was dead inside I kissed her on the lips and said be quiet for daddy.
"I had no option but to nod for my new daddy to agree silently"
I take her to the bed room she stopped fighting back her tears fled away, I take off her yellow dress, her cheeks went blushed, her beautiful body was underneath small tits that I licked vigorously, her small hums now become small moans.
"I have to do as daddy says to survive, he takes off my dress i nervously hum again, wait daddy- agh agh stop licking it"