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When Jubs' woke up and looked down at his bloodied fist he couldn't help but to wonder what had happened. The blood was dry, so he knew it must have happened the previous night. Yet he had no scars, no cuts, nothing. This meant it must not have been his own blood, but then, who's was it?
He turned over in bed to see a figure laying beside him. His brain was foggy, but surely he would have remembered bringing someone home with him, wouldn't he? He kept trying to replay last night in his head but it was blank. He finally mustered up the courage to pull the covers from the figure beside him.
The figure was dark, yet very curvaceous. Something about the figure made his fists clench with rage, but also caused his member fill with blood. These two emotions were very conflicting and only made him more confused. He reached towards the figure to turn it over and reveal its face. He laid his hand upon its shoulder and turned it slowly.
She was beautiful. Her breasts were exposed ever so slightly, just above the covers, and made him drool. Her eyes began to slowly open, but he noticed that one of them was unable to fully open. She smiled.
"Good morning, baby." She whispered.
He knew that voice immediately.
"Dickle?" he said with slight arousal as well as disgust. "What happened last night?"
Jubs had never had a more confusing erection in his life. Did he lie down with the enemy?
"You know what happened, silly." she said with a giggle.
"No, no I don't. I have no memory of what happened at all."
"Well, I prepared for that. Check your phone." she said as she climbed out of bed.
When she got out from under the covers, she was totally exposed. Her large, beautiful breasts, that thick ass, and a pussy so smooth that would even make the Pope sweat. Jubs had never had an erection as intense as the one he had now.
She playfully tossed his phone into his lap and left the room. He couldn't take his eyes off her her gorgeous ass, unconciously he started to touch himself. Once she was out of his vision, he quickly stopped, realizing what he was doing.
His mind was absent, only thing he could think about was how badly he wanted Dickle. But then he remembered what she said about checking his phone. He quickly unlocked it, nearly messing up his password, he had never felt so impatient for something as he did now.
When he opened it, he saw only one file on the home screen:
"One Fun Night <3"
He pressed play.

The video began with Dickle close up to the camera, adjusting it upon Jubs' head.
"You look like Ice Poseidon" she joked. "But we don't want to see this little adventure anywhere on an IRL stream, now do we?"
Jubs was very confused watching this. They somehow attached his phone to his head? And what adventure was in store? He pensively kept watching.
Jubs wasn't saying anything on the video, making the whole thing seem very surreal. Until suddenly he saw himself turning towards a mirror, smiling at the setup.
"So this was real" he thought to himself. "Then why can't I remember?"
The video continued.
Jubs turned towards Dickle as she was slowly removing his pants.
"Beg me." She said with a smile. Jubs did not reply.
"I said, beg me." she repeated. Still no reply.
"FUCKING BEG ME, YOU PIECE OF SHIT." Just then, Jubs fist came flying from the right side of the screen, punching Dickle square in the eye.
"That explains why she couldn't open her eye this morning, and the blood." Jubs thought to himself.
The video continued.
"That's what I like to see," began Dickle, "I like seeing my daddy angry. I think I need to be punished a bit further, Daddy."
Jubs threw Dickle onto the bed. To not let her move, he tied her hands to the bedpost with his belt along with her legs with her belt.
"You can't get away, now." he said sensually.
Dickle moaned.
Jubs began to tear away at her clothing, exposing her naked body.
"Now that you're clothing is destroyed, you will never be clothed again. You're gonna be Daddy's little whore, now aren't you?"
"I-" Dickle was quickly cut off.
"DO NOT SPEAK!" Jubs yelled.
Jubs walked over to his dresser to grab a ball gag. He forcefully shoved it into Dickles mouth.
"Now, you will be quiet, won't you?" he said.
Dickle nodded.
"And you're gonna be Daddy's little whore... Aren't you?"
Dickle's slight hesitation drove Jubs' crazy. He punched her once more.
"AREN'T YOU?" he roared.
"MMMHMM! MHMM!" Dickle moaned through the gag, tears filling her eyes.
"Good girl." Jubs said lovingly. He walked over to the same dresser to grab the lube. He squirt some onto his palm and began massaging Dickle's already moist pussy.
"Oh," he said. "looks like Daddy didn't even need this, did he?"
Dickle shook her head.
Jubs pulled his enormous cock out from his boxers. Slowly, he shoved it into Dickle's wet pussy. With each pump, Dickle let out a scream of pleasure that only made Jubs harder. Her supple bossoms bouncing quickly, sweat dripping down the two lucious lumps only making Jubs even closer to cumming.
"Are you Daddy's little girl?" Jubs asked between gasps. "Hmm? Are you?"
Dickle moaned.
"Yeah, yeah you are." Jubs yelled as he spanked her thigh. Dickle screamed, she was in complete ecstasy.
"Do you want to take Daddy's load?" Jubs moaned.
Dickle nodded.
"Are you going to take Daddy's load in your sweet pussy like a good girl?"
Dickle nodded once more.
Jubs finally pumped one last time into Dickle, his cock unloading every last bit of semen into her vagina. When he pulled out, it began to drip from her pussy. Jubs stroked his hand across the semen filled vagina and put his fingers towards her mouth.
"Eat your food like a good little girl." he said as he removed the ball gag.
Dickle sucked his fingers dry, letting out one last moan.
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