Stepson Finally Learns What Happens to Pushovers in His Daddy’s House

One hundred warnings. One hundred chances to toughen up. And still his stepson came home sniveling about being pushed around at work. Daddy had reached the end of his patience and his rope. If the world was going to treat his boy like a pushover, then daddy would show him exactly what being pushed over really meant. He dragged the protesting boy into the bedroom by his collar and threw him onto the mattress with enough force to bounce. Strip, daddy ordered, unbuttoning his own shirt to reveal his powerful hairy chest. The stepson scrambled out of his clothes, his cock already hardening despite the fear in his eyes — his body had learned to associate daddy’s anger with intense pleasure. Good. Daddy climbed on top and pinned those wrists above his head, grinding his thick bulge against the boy’s naked cock. This is what happens to men who will not stand up for themselves, daddy growled directly into his ear, reaching down to free his fat raw cock and press it against the boy’s entrance. The penetration was swift and total, daddy burying every inch in one powerful thrust that made the boy scream. He held deep for a moment, letting his stepson feel the full consequences of his weakness, before pulling almost all the way out and slamming home again. The lesson lasted forty-five brutal minutes, daddy’s relentless cock hammering that hole from every angle until the boy swore he would never be pushed around again.