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I walk over and rest my back onto the bed. I look up and see daddy hovering at the end of the bed looking down on my vulnerable body. He slowly starts to unbutton his shirt, which gets me excited. I smile from ear to ear admiring his body with dark hair across his chest. His cock pointed towards me with his slightly undone pants from earlier.

“I need you,” I whine.

“You need to be put in your place, you little slut.” He puts his cock away buttoning his pants back up then walks around the bed towards my head, slowly sliding his leather belt from his pants. He grabs my wrists and pulls my arms over my head. Securing them together with his belt. He leans down and whispers deeply in my ear, “The better you listen to me, the quicker you will get to cum. And the quicker you can feel my cock fill up your holes.” I nod my head in agreement.

“Don’t move,” he commands and walks back down to the end of the bed. He takes each of my ankles and places them in restraints, I don’t withstand as I sometimes do. Then I feel his finger slide along my already wet slit. He smirks, “Good little slut,” he says in a satisfied tone. He then takes his finger and rubs it slowly over my clit, causing a light moan to come out of me. He takes his other hand and inserts two of his fingers into my pussy, which makes me moan louder, his pace picking up with each moan.

“You’re fucking soaked. Such a slut,” he says in amusement.

“Daddy…” before I can finish he shushes over me, “No. stopping asking me for things. I own your pussy tonight,” then lightly slaps his hand against my pussy stopping the pleasure. My hips begin to wiggle. I want to tell him to keep touching me, but I don’t want to get in trouble again. He is enjoying every moment of witnessing me squirm.

“Do you want daddy’s tongue on your pussy, little slut?”

“Yes,” I whine loudly, “Please, I need you. Daddy, I need you.”

He laughs, “Oh, so you do need me now? Didn’t seem like that at the bar. Disobeying me.” Slap. He lightly strikes my pussy again then kneels down in between my legs. His tongue running up my thigh then licking everywhere around, but not on my clit. I whimper. I fight every urge not to beg for my orgasm. Finally, sweet relief as he starts flicking his tongue on my clit. As I’m moaning I attempt to push my hips towards his face despite the restraints, but he takes his hands and holds my hips down roughly. He starts flicking slower and slower. I hold back tears of desperation as I feel my orgasm creeping up. Moaning and whimpering. He takes his mouth off my pussy and looks up at my my pouty face.

“Make sure not to cum, baby. You’re being a very good girl right now,” he affirms. He quickly inserts his fingers into my pussy again and starts moving them quickly towards my g spot. My moans almost turn to cries as my body arches to hold in my orgasm. He takes his fingers out and walks to the side of the bed leaving my body to hump the air. He sits down next to me forcing eye contact between us. One hand reaches back down rubbing my clit roughly. “Okay baby, I’m going to count down. You will be able to cum when I get down to 1, okay?” He says sweetly. I nod hardly able to keep my eyes open for him.

“15..14..13..” he says then picks up the pace. My moans echoing throughout the room. He places his other hand on my cheek to comfort me. Enjoying the view of my face as it takes every ounce of my energy to hold in the orgasm. “12…11…10…9….mmmm good fucking girl listening to daddy. 8..7…6..” I can’t keep my eyes open anymore and I feel tears running out of the corner of my eye. He quickly cleans them up with his thumb. “5….4..3,2,1. Cum for daddy, baby.” As I allow my orgasm to push through my body lifts from the bed, my back arching. And without wondered I’m not moaning, ‘Daddy,” I’m moaning out ‘Damien.’ My orgasm doesn’t stop taking over my body for at least 30 seconds. My moans turn into deep breaths and I look into Damien’s eyes. He’s pleased with me. He leans down and gives me a kiss and when he pulls away I say, “And yes.. I do need you. Even when I’m not on the verge of orgasm.”

“I know, Lilly,” he agrees as his hand brushes back my hair.

NSFW: yes

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