2 DADDY AND I (2)

She gasped when his fingers circled her clit, he moved slowly, building her up with precision, dragging her to the edge and back again until her legs trembled and her voice broke.

“Please...,please, Daddy..I can’t—”

“You can,” he said. “You will.”

Then he completely stoped as he felt her clenching, she almost cried.

He untied her wrists and pulled her gently up to straddle his lap, her legs trembling as she balanced there, he held her face in his hands and whispered, “Princess, look at me.”

She stared at him her lips parting as her eyes wet.

“You don’t get off unless you ask for permission like a good girl.” he said hold her chin.

She nodded, desperately.“Please, Daddy, please let me come, I'll be good, I swear, I’ll remain good.”

He stroked her cheek, his thumb brushing her lower lip.

“You amcan beg, that will be better.”

She whimpered. “Please, Daddy let me come, I’ll do anything, listen, behave, I won't be stubborn Just please let me come, I want to come for you so badly.” she said rocking her body on his.

He smirked, "Ride my thigh, princess, ride it, don't let my cock penetrate, just ride me and don't cum untill I say so.”

She moved slowly, placing herself on his strong thigh, her pussy pressing into his hard on, she whimpered as she felt it but she started grinding. 

Her moans were breathy, it was quiet at first, then it grew louder like if she wanted to be wrecked.

Her pussy clenched like she was about to cum but she forcefully held it back to prevent daddy from giving her another punishment.

“Now,” Damien whispered making Lina cry out loudly slumping against him as her orgasm ripped through her like milk. Her legs shook, and her hands clutching at him, her whole body collapsing into his chest.

He held her close, wrapping her in his arms and rocked her gently, whispering praise into her hair.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmured. “Let it all go, daddy’s got you.”

The aftercare was quiet, full of warmth and safety. He cleaned her gently, guided her into his arms under the covers, and wrapped her in his shirt.

“I’m proud of you,” he said, brushing her damp hair off her face.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered her voice hoarse.

“You were perfect.”

She smiled against his chest even though he’d punished, teased, denied, and wrecked her.

Lina didn’t know how long they stayed like that, her limp against Damien’s chest, her body trembling from the force of her orgasm, her breath slowing in sync with his hand stroking her hair.

Damien pulled her gently dropping on the bed, he reached into the drawer beside the bed, and pulled something out.

She turned her head slightly and saw it in his palm, she stared at it confused.

It was a collar, It was black collar in silk, it looked delicate but it was strong with a gold clasp and a single ring at the center.

Her breath caught as she stared at the expensive collar he held.

“Do you know what this is, baby?” Damien asked smiling at Lina as she smiled back.

She nodded, her lips parting as her eyes welled. “Yes, Daddy.”

“If I put this on you,” he murmured, brushing the silk over her collarbone, “you belong to me, you can't leave me and it won’t come off unless I say so.”

She swallowed thickly, her body aching all over again. “I want it.” she moved desperately.

He smiled faintly, “Turn around and get on your knees.”

She obeyed instantly, kneeling on the bed with her back to him, her spine straight with her hair flowing down her shoulders.

Liam locked the collar in her neck slowly and gently, the silky collar kissed her skin and the ring rested at the hollow of her throat.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered against her neck. “Every inch of you is mine, now say it.”

“I’m yours, Daddy,” she breathed. “Only yours.”

His hand slid around to her throat, holding the ring between his fingers as he pulled her gently back into his chest.

“Good girl,” he murmured. “Now lie on your back. Daddy’s going to mark what’s his.”

Lina’s pussy clenched at the words, she lay back, arms spread wide, her legs parted without hesitation.

Damien climbed over her, “You’re going to ask before you come,” he said pressing his face against her cheek. “No matter what I do to you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Will you like to make Daddy proud?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

His cock was hard and it was pulsing against her inner thigh as she arched her back toward him, desperate for contact, but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head.

“No touching princess,” he growled.

She whimpered. “Please…”

But he didn’t give her a chance to beg further, he slid inside her in a deep thrust.

Lina cried out in pleasure, he filled her completely, stretching her until her legs trembled around his waist. 

He looked down at her lips parted, her eyes blown wide, her cheeks flushed and damp, the collar glinted at her throat.

“You take me so well,” he whispered. “You were made for Daddy, weren’t you little one?”

“Yes, yes..., mngh...please move, Daddy...please—”

“You sound so needy. You want to be used, baby? Tell me you want to be used.”

She nodded furiously. “Use me, use me how you want, I'm all yous.”

That was all Damien needed to break, he started fucking her faster, slamming back and fourth untill he found the spot that makes her whimpered, he slammed the spot harshly leaving Lina as a moaning mess.

“Look at you,” he muttered, his voice rough. “Your tight little pussy dripping all over me, clenching on my hard cock, I want to hear you say you're mine and only mine.”

“Yes..yes...I’m yours, only yours.”

His hand wrapped around her throat, firm but not choking. His thumb brushed the base of the collar, pressing just enough to make her whimper.

He fucked her harder in that spot, his hips slamming into her over and over, the wet sounds echoing through the room. 

Her thighs clenched, body spasming, but she held on, she wanted to obey. “Daddy, please..,can I come?” she sobbed, voice breaking.

He didn’t answer, he just fucked her deeper, harder, pounding into her like he wanted to break her open.

 She could barely breathe as she held on.

Then Damien whispered as he cummed inside her. “Now, baby, cum for me, cum for Daddy.”

She shattered as her entire body convulsed around him, her eyes yes rolling back as pleasure surged through her.

She sobbed, clawing at the sheets, her pussy spasming uncontrollably around his cock. Damien pulled his cock out, stroked it for a bit and continued back fucking her.

He held her there, fucking her, his hands on her hips as she writhed beneath him, then he pulled out, she blinked thinking it was over but then he dragged her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over.

“Face down and your ass up.”

She whimpered but obeyed, still dizzy from the orgasm, her thighs were slick, shaking, but she spread them again.

Damien grabbed her hips and shoved himself back inside, the new angle making her scream.

He fucked her like he owned her.

One hand tangled in her hair, the other grabbed the ring at her collar and pulled.

She was crying again, the pleasure came rushing in again, too overwhelming, and she didn’t want it to stop. “Daddy..Daddy, I can’t—”

“You can,” he growled, his voice rough now. “You’ll cum again, gve it to me.”

She moaned loudly, her body tightening around him again.

“Beg,” he hissed, hand slapping her ass once, then again. “Beg for it, princess beg..”

“Please, please, Daddy—I want to release—please let me—”

He pounded harder, making her lose every thought.

“Now.”

She screamed, burying her face in the sheets as her second orgasm hit like a shockwave, her body buckling beneath him.

Damien groaned in his throat, then pulled out and stroked himself quickly over her ass, spilling his cum across her skin.

Lina lay there panting, shaking, barely able to move.

Then Damien pulled over her and pecked her arm before whispering, "Princess, Remember every naughty girl get a punishment like this you just got, Understand?"

Lina nodded laughing.