تسجيل الدخولElena’s POV
Damien stood in my doorway like a shadow. His naked body looked powerful in the dim light. My heart hammered hard against my ribs. I sat up in bed, pulling the sheet over my chest even though he had already seen everything. “Are you scared, Elena?” he asked in that deep voice. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him with a soft click. “A little,” I admitted. My voice came out shaky. “This is all new to me. I don’t know what you expect.” He walked to the edge of the bed and looked down at me. “I expect you to listen and obey. Tonight I will teach you how to please me. Drop the sheet, I want to see your body again.” I let the sheet fall to my waist. Cool air touched my hard nipples. Damien’s eyes darkened as he stared at my breasts. “Good girl,” he said. “Now lie back and spread your legs for me.” I did what he told me. My thighs opened slowly. I felt exposed and nervous. “Like this, Damien?” I asked quietly. “Call me Daddy from now on,” he corrected. He climbed onto the bed and knelt between my legs. His big hand stroked my inner thigh. “Say it.” “Yes, Daddy,” I whispered. The word felt strange but exciting on my tongue. Heat rushed to my face. He smiled and ran one finger along my wet slit. “You’re soaked already. Your pussy knows what it wants even if your mind is still fighting.” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I gasped and arched my back. “Oh… that feels full,” I moaned. His fingers moved in and out slowly at first. “You’re stretching me.” “Relax and take it,” Daddy said firmly. “This is only the beginning. Tonight I will fuck you properly but first you must beg nicely.” I rocked my hips against his hand. Pleasure built quickly inside my belly. “Please, Daddy… I need more. Don’t tease me anymore.” He pulled his fingers out and slapped my pussy lightly. The sting surprised me. “Beg better than that,” he ordered. “Tell me exactly what you want.” I bit my lip and looked up at him. “Please, Daddy. Fuck me with your thick cock. I want to feel you deep inside me, make me yours.” His eyes flashed with hunger. “Much better.” He positioned his hard cock at my entrance and rubbed the thick head up and down my folds. “You’re tight. This might hurt a little at first but you will take every inch.” He pushed forward slowly. I felt my walls stretch around him. “Ahh! It’s so big, Daddy,” I cried out. My hands grabbed the sheets tightly. “Breathe through it,” he said. He kept pushing until he was halfway inside. “Good girl. You’re doing well. Look at how your pussy swallows my cock.” I looked down and saw him disappearing into me. The sight made me wetter. “It hurts but feels good too,” I told him. “Keep going. I can handle it.” Daddy thrust the rest of the way in one strong movement. I moaned loudly as he filled me completely. He stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust. “So fucking tight,” he growled. “Perfect little cunt.” He started moving then. Long, deep strokes that made the bed shake. Each thrust sent sparks through my whole body. “Harder, Daddy?” I asked between moans. “You want it harder?” He grabbed my hips and pounded into me faster. The sound of skin slapping filled the room. “Like this? Tell me how it feels.” “It feels like you’re splitting me open,” I gasped. “But I love it. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard while still thrusting deep. Pleasure and pain mixed together. I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled him closer. “You’re learning fast,” Daddy said against my skin. “Most girls fight it at first. But you open up so nicely for me.” He sat up again and hooked my legs over his shoulders. The new angle let him go even deeper. “Oh God, Daddy! Right there,” I cried. My toes curled. The pressure inside me grew stronger. “I’m going to cum soon.” “Not yet,” he commanded. He slowed down and teased me with shallow thrusts. “You cum when I say. Beg me properly first.” I whimpered in frustration. “Please, Daddy. Let me cum on your cock. I need it so bad. I’ll be your good girl, please.” He smiled and started fucking me hard again. “Cum then. Cream all over Daddy’s dick.” My body obeyed instantly. Waves of pleasure crashed through me. I shook and moaned his name. My pussy clenched tight around him. “I’m cumming! Daddy!” He kept thrusting through my orgasm. His breathing grew rough. “Good girl. Now it’s my turn.” He pulled out suddenly and flipped me onto my stomach. “Ass up.” I got on my knees quickly. He slapped my ass hard twice. The sting felt sharp and delicious. “Yes, Daddy. Spank me more,” I said. He entered me from behind in one rough push. This position felt even deeper. He gripped my hair and pulled my head back. “Take it like a good slut,” he growled. “I’m going to fill this pussy.” His hips slammed against me faster. I pushed back to meet his thrusts. “Fill me, Daddy. Give me everything.” With a deep groan, he buried himself to the root and came hard. Hot cum flooded inside me. I felt every pulse. He stayed there for a long moment, breathing heavily. “Fuck, Elena,” he said softly. “You took me so well.” I collapsed onto the bed, feeling sore and satisfied. His cum leaked down my thigh. “That was intense,” I whispered. “I didn’t expect it to feel that good.” Damien lay beside me and pulled me against his chest. His hand stroked my back gently. “This is only the start of your training. Tomorrow will be harder.” I closed my eyes, enjoying his warmth. But then I heard a soft knock at the bedroom door. Damien’s body tensed beside me. A woman’s voice called from the hallway. “Damien? Are you in there? We need to talk about the Velvet Board meeting tonight.” My eyes widened in shock. Who was she? And what was the Velvet Board? Damien looked at me with a dark smile. “Stay quiet,” he whispered. “This night is not over yet.”Elena’s POVI arranged my brushes and paints in the studio that afternoon when Damien entered with a serious look on his face. Sunlight streamed through the windows and highlighted the large empty canvas on the main easel. My heart skipped as I saw him carry a special wooden modeling platform into the center of the room.“Elena, today I have a special commission for you,” he said in his deep voice. “You will paint my official portrait but I want it done naked. This will test your skills and your obedience at the same time.”I stared at him with wide eyes and felt heat rise to my cheeks. “Naked, Daddy? You mean I paint you without clothes while you pose for me?” I asked softly, my hands gripping a brush tighter.He nodded and started unbuttoning his shirt slowly. “Exactly. You observe every detail of my body with your artist eyes. Show me how well you see me.” Damien removed the rest of his clothes until he stood completely bare. His strong form looked powerful in the natural light. “G
Elena’s POVThe sound of thunder woke me suddenly when the mattress dipped beside me. Damien’s warm hand touched my shoulder and shook me gently. My eyes opened to darkness broken only by flashes of lightning.“Wake up, little artist,” he said in a low commanding voice. “It is time for your midnight training. You need to learn better control.”I blinked and sat up slowly, pulling the sheet around my naked body. “Daddy, what time is it? I thought I could rest after the studio today,” I replied softly, my voice still heavy with sleep.He chuckled quietly and pulled the sheet away. Cool air touched my skin. “Rest is for good girls who have earned it. You still have much to learn. Give me your wrists now.”I held them out without fighting. Damien used soft silk ties from the mansion drawer. He wrapped them carefully around my wrists and secured them to the headboard above my head. The fabric felt smooth but firm against my skin. My heart started beating faster with anticipation.“Tonight
Elena’s POVI stepped into the bright studio the next morning with my brushes ready. Sunlight poured through the tall windows and lit up the blank canvases. My body still felt sore from last night with the Velvet Board. I tried to focus on my work but thoughts of those masked faces kept returning.Damien walked in shortly after. He wore a simple black shirt that hugged his broad chest. His eyes scanned me from head to toe. I stood by the easel in my loose painting shirt and shorts.“Good morning, Elena,” he said in his deep voice. “Did you sleep better after serving the Board?”I nodded quickly and smiled. “A little, Daddy. But I kept thinking about everything.”He stepped closer and circled me slowly. Suddenly he stopped and lifted the hem of my shirt. His fingers traced faint blue paint marks on my hip from our last session. “What is this? You still carry my marks on your skin.”Heat rose to my cheeks. I shifted on my feet. “I tried to wash it off but some stayed. It reminds me of y
Elena’s POVI followed Damien down the narrow stairs to the lower levels of the mansion, my heart beating fast in my chest. The air grew cooler and heavier as we descended. My short black dress barely covered my thighs, and I felt exposed already. Damien’s hand stayed firm on my lower back, guiding me like I belonged to him completely.“You will serve drinks tonight, Elena,” he said in a low voice. “Be a good girl and stay quiet unless I tell you otherwise. The Board members expect obedience.”“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered back, my voice shaking a little. “I won’t disappoint you.”The door at the bottom opened into a large dimly lit room. Five masked figures sat around a long table. Their masks were dark and elegant, hiding their faces but not their powerful presence. Expensive suits and watches told me they were rich and important. My stomach flipped as their eyes turned toward me.Damien pushed me gently forward. “This is Elena, our new artist,” he announced. “She is here to serve you t
Elena’s POVSunlight streamed through the big studio windows the next morning. My body still ached from last night. Damien’s cum had dried on my thighs. I stood in front of the blank canvas with shaky hands, trying to focus on work.The door opened suddenly. Damien walked in wearing a fitted black shirt and pants. He looked fresh and powerful. My heart jumped.“Good morning, Elena,” he said with a small smile. “Did you sleep well after I left?”“Not really,” I replied. I turned to face him. “That message on my phone… who sent it? What is the Velvet Board?”He stepped closer and touched my waist. “Curious little thing. You ask too many questions. Today we paint. But first, I need to check if you’re still sore from my cock.”His hand slid under my short dress and cupped my pussy. I gasped. “I’m still wet from you,” I whispered. “It hurts a little but I like it.”“Good,” Damien said. He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. “Because Daddy wants you again. Right here. Bend over th
Elena’s POVDamien’s hand covered my mouth quickly. His eyes warned me to stay silent. My heart raced as the woman’s voice came again from behind the door.“Damien? I know you’re in there. The Velvet Board needs you downstairs now,” she called. She sounded impatient.He leaned close to my ear. “Not a sound,” he whispered. His cock was still hard against my thigh. “This doesn’t concern you yet.”I nodded under his palm. My body still buzzed from the orgasm he had given me. Cum leaked from my pussy onto the sheets.Damien got up from the bed without rushing. He pulled on a robe and walked to the door. He opened it just enough to block her view of me.“What do you want, Victoria?” he asked in a cold tone. “I told you I was busy tonight.”The woman laughed softly. “Busy with another new toy? The others are waiting. Rules are rules, Damien. You can’t ignore the Board completely.”“Give me ten minutes,” he replied firmly. “I’ll join you soon. Now leave.”The door closed with a sharp click.







