Fortunate Daughter (Closed)

[Bevatoria]

"N-No! I don't know...what you're talking about." she kept gasping out, insisting on not knowing what exactly was causing her arousal.

"Okay." I responded. "I guess I'll have to try everything until I find out what it is you like. I promise that even if you don't enjoy it, that I will." With a lascivious grin, I grabbed her hair and yanked her up roughly, twisting it in my hand as I felt her sex again. "Is that it?"

My hand flashed across her face, slapping her twice before feeling her again. "Does slapping do it for you? Do you want me to be rough?" I twisted her around - again, by her hair - bending her over against the oak desk, my elbow into her back as I pushed her into the wood.

"Tell me, Bethany..."

 

[xTerrax]

"Is that it?"

"A-Ah!" I gasped, as he roughly yanked me up by my hair, twisting me about and bending me over the desk. With his elbow, he pushed me more and more, until my overly large breasts were squished between me and the cold surface. "Does slapping do it for you? Do you want me to be rough?" he said in a dark tone, before continuing: "Tell me, Bethany..."

"Y-Yes!" I admitted finally, that this whole aggressive sexual tension felt good. Of course, it was a little humiliating for me to say that now, but still...

 

[Bevatoria]

"Y-Yes!" She gasped out. Of course, that wasn't enough for me; I wanted her totally submissive and open for me; or at least I wanted to try before she got what was coming to her. I slapped her ass at her incomplete response, my grip tightening in her hair.

"Not good enough, Bethany." I spanked her ass twice more, enjoying how her mounds jiggled at my abuse. "Tell me exactly what you like...how you want to be used." Another slap. "How you want to be taken." I pulled her up to me, leaning a bit as I crushed her naked body against me. "Or I'll just assume you like anything and everything rough."

 

[xTerrax]

"Oh God!"
"Not good enough, Bethany."
*Spank*
*Spank*

The sounds of his hand abusing my backside filled the room, with the sudden sting manifesting itself on my delicate skin.

"Tell me exactly what you like...how you want to be used."
"I don't know wh-"
*Spank*
"How you want to be taken. Or I'll just assume you like anything and everything rough."

I bit my lip as I refused to answer anything at this point. Or, despite my reluctance to admit it, I did want everything rough. God, what was wrong with me?

 

[Bevatoria]

Even from behind her, I could see her bit her lip, reluctant to admit her darkest desires to me. She had some fight in her; completely nude and vulnerable and she still wouldn't give in. Oh well.

I pressed her back against the desk again, pushing her cheek into the metal, my grip still on her hair as I unzipped myself, quicky pulling my pants down, letting my length prod into her rear, teasing it around her still wet opening. I felt her squirm, and even as I wasn't sure if she was resisting or not, I spanked her two more times, squeezing her ass again as I positioned myself to take her from behind.

"Make as much noise as you want, Bethany." I pulled back only to thrust my shaft inside of her willing pussy all the way. "I want to hear you moan." I started to take out long months of frustration on the spoiled young brat, the sounds of my hips hitting her ass filling the room, pounding her against the unmoving desk. I pulled back against her hair every time I moved into her.

 

[xTerrax]

"Make as much noise as you want, Bethany."
"Oh oh...Oh god!" I cried out, feeling him thrust right into me.
"I want to hear you moan."
"God, god, god..." I panted.

The sound echoed with his hips assaulting my own, as with my body began to be pushed more and more against the cold desk. "A-Ah!" I would cry out from time to time, when he would pull on my hair. "Y-You bastard!" I would moan out, which only seemed to make him be more rough.

 

[Bevatoria]

"God, god, god..." her panting echoed throughout my office, and I rewarded her moaning with more eager thrusting into her, testing her reactions by pulling her hair.

"A-Ah!" Like clockwork, so I did it a few more times just to make sure. This all but confirmed that if we weren't alone in the building, we were far enough away that nobody important was hearing us; I entertained thoughts of taking her to her desk and screwing her there.

"Y-You bastard!"

"You...deserve this...Bethany." My own talking was interrupted by grasps and thrusts. I gave her ass another hard slap as I continued. "I tried..to let you..admit what you are." I yanked on her hair as hard as I ever had, pulling her up close to me so I could whisper to her; encompassing her torso for a moment as I twisted her nipples savagely.

"But you didn't. So I have to teach you your lesson." With no ceremony I threw her back on the desk and resumed my pounding of her willing body, smacking her ass three more times as I got my pleasure out of her.

 

[xTerrax]

"You...deserve this...Bethany."
*Spank*

I gasped and moaned at every thrust, which seemed to be fueled by...anger and lust? Whatever it was, it just felt good. But of course, I wasn't one to admit that to him. "I tried..to let you..admit what you are."

"Ah!" I cried out, as he yanked so hard on my hair...and then yelped incredibly, as he twisted my nipples as hard as he possibly could. Oh god, why was I enjoying this so much?

"But you didn't. So I have to teach you your lesson."
*Spank, spank, spank*

"You...You...stupid...asshole!" I cursed between gasps and moans. "I don't deserve...any of this..."

 

[Bevatoria]

"You...You...stupid...asshole!" she shouted. I rewarded her defiance with a slap on her tits; as much as I wanted to hit her face bruises and a bloody nose would raise some questions. Even as I pounded her without thinking, I was planning on being here the next day...though I wasn't entirely certain how yet.

"I don't deserve...any of this..."

"This...is...comeuppance." I let go of her hair, my hands on her thighs now as I felt my release coming. "For every time you looked down on someone...every time you thought yourself better then them." I pushed her face into the desk. "Every time you flaunted your sexy body in your tight, revealing outfits." My frenzy reached a frenetic pace, my voice at its weakest as I approached my high; squishing her against the desk.

"This is...what happens...when you push your luck too far." I squeezed her hair in my hand as I emptied a load inside of her. "Yeeeeessssss...take it all, you slut..."

 

[xTerrax]

"This is...what happens...when you push your luck too far." he cried out, planting my face on the desk.

"Wait! No! NO! D-Don't!" I cried out but my fear seemed to be manisfesting itself as I felt him tense up and.

Oh no. Oh no.

"Yeeeeessssss...take it all, you slut..."

"N-NO! STOP!" I cried out, but felt his hot seed erupt deep inside of me. I moaned out loudly and simply lied there, defeated.

 

[Bevatoria]

"N-NO! STOP!" It was far too little, far too late as I shot into her depths; her only fight was with her words as I felt the last few spurts empty into her. She flopped onto the desk, as if it would be over then. But I was far from through punishing the little tart

I walked to the front of the desk; being careful while still partially dressed, letting her see my manhood. I popped a blue pill out of a drawer; I occasionally needed them for certain 'after work' activities and I slapped her as she laid there.

"Clean me off." I slapped her across the face as I pushed my soft dick near her lips. Of course, that wasn't all I wanted....

 

[xTerrax]

"Clean me off."

And without a verbal response, I simply brought his dick into my mouth. I didn't know what to say - for the first time in my life, wit was beyond my reach. I simply closed my eyes, as I licked around the surface of his cock. This was hell. And...it somehow felt good.

 

[Bevatoria]

I felt her working around me, but she was trying to shut it out. Uh-uh. I grabbed her hair and squeezed it. "I want you aware of what you're doing, Bethany. No closing your eyes." With my other hand, I grabbed one of her tits and pulled it towards me, keeping her pressed against my desk as I did; her cries of pain (and pleasure?) were still turning me on.

I didn't want her to clean me off; I just wanted to make her get me up again as I thrusted once into her mouth before pulling out. My manhood was back to full attention, but I wanted more as I looked for where I'd thrown her ruined bra to. As she laid on the desk, I took it and used it to tie her wrists together behind her. Finally, the boy scouts useful for something.

Once she was restrained, I yanked her up by her hair again, holding her up as high as I could, enjoying her body displayed and restrained for me. "Get on your knees, slut." I let her go after that.

 

[xTerrax]

I was licking his now erect cock wordlessly, not sure of what he wanted me to do right now, or for how long to be doing it. But as I've already grown a bit accustomed to, he took matters in his own hands and tied my wrists together with what seemed to be the remains of my bra.

I struggled just a bit against the fabric, only feel that it was tightly wrapped around. He must have really enjoyed seeing me like this.

"Get on your knees, slut." he said, once again yanking me by my hair.

"Stop doing...that. Please, stop calling me that." I almost whimpered, going down on my knees as he demanded. Then, of course, I knew that he wanted me to suck on his shaft and so I did. This time, maybe, with a little bit more enthusiasm, given that he didn't actually ask for it.

 

[Bevatoria]

"Stop doing...that. Please, stop calling me that." I heard her even as she wordlessly obeyed me, starting to take my length in her mouth, eagerly sucking as I relented my grip slightly on her hair, grinning as I loomed over her naked, kneeling form.

"Okay. I promise to stop calling you that." I slowly started to thrust back and forth into her mouth, running my hand down her shoulder as I did. "I can keep calling you Bethany." I bent slightly so I could reach her tit. "Bethany, the girl who likes it rough." A small slap. "Bethany, the girl who likes having her clothes ripped off in the office." A grab of her nipple, pulling it away as she sucked on me. "Bethany, the girl who started giving me a blow job without being asked..."

 

[xTerrax]

OOC: Uh, okay.


IC:

"Bethany, the girl who started giving me a blow job without being asked..." he said tormentingly, as his fingers found and pulled a nipple harshly. "Mmmph!" I moaned loudly, though the sound was muffled, given how I was currently sucking on his cock - though, at a certain point, he was the one shoving himself inside of my mouth. He was the one doing this. I didn't do anything...I...

My tongue swirled as my head bobbed up and down the shaft. Eventually, perhaps to his rough demeanor or words, I fully caved in:

"Oh god, please just fuck me again!"

 

[Bevatoria]

Her tongue swirled around me, fully giving in to what she was, what she was meant to be, as she managed to moan out in between thrusts.

"Oh god, please just fuck me again!" I shoved my dick back into her mouth, not caring about what she wanted; just because I wasn't fucking her the way she wanted doesn't mean I would stop. Seeing her on the ground, her hands tied behind her....

"I'll get to the rest of you soon enough." I let her keep working on me, my grip still on her hair in case she got any ideas. "We've got all afternoon so I might as well take you in every way I can imagine..and maybe ways you can, too." I lost myself in thought for a moment. "We could do it in your Dad's office...imagine what he'd think if he knew his daughter was getting fucked while he was gone."

 

[xTerrax]

"We could do it in your Dad's office...imagine what he'd think if he knew his daughter was getting fucked while he was gone."

God, I was sick for actually moaning after he said this. My father was the greatest with me, what with spoiling me from such a young age. And yet, I actually enjoyed the thought of doing this to him intentionally.

I moved from his cock to respond "...Oh god, please let's do that."

I was such a slut...

 

[Bevatoria]

I'd just thrown it out there as a way to humiliate her further, seeing as she was doing whatever I wanted; it wasn't fun if she wasn't getting humiliated. And yet, she moaned when I made the suggestion. Could she possibly be getting off on the idea? Or was it something else. She stopped sucking me (almost drawing a slap), until she spoke. Saying words I would never have expected her to say.

"...Oh god, please let's do that."

I twitched in her mouth; her tender ministrations combined with her blind acceptance of whatever I wanted pushed me past the brink. I shot only one bit into her mouth, pulling out to spray her unwitting face. How willing would she be to accept my humiliation? I couldn't wait to parade her around the mostly empty office, wearing only heels and my cum.

I grabbed her elbow to yank her to her feet, to take her to her father's office. The things I would do to her in there...

 

[xTerrax]

I gasped over how wordlessly he yanked me off and dragged me away. The horror hit me over the possibility of someone being left over in the office, who would see me like this - almost entirely naked with cum on my skin. "W-Wait, shouldn't we see if anyone is there?"

Of course, he didn't listen to me and my heart raced as we left the room...and luckily no one was there. I breathed in relief. But of course, that was short lived, as adrenaline rushed through my veins knowing that I was here...in my father's office naked!

 

[Bevatoria]

I heard her gasp as I pulled her up, making a feeble com"W-Wait, shouldn't we see if anyone is there?" I was so far gone that I wanted someone to find her, to see what I'd done to her, what she was meant for. I wasn't thinking that anyone would be shocked by me parading her around wearing nothing but her heels and my cum.

"It's not time to show you off just yet." It was a true enough statement; as lost in lust as I was; the only random variable was whether it would ever be time.

Her father's office was immaculate; a few plaques on the wall with the company's achievements, mingled with his own. His desk had a few papers and folders on it; but we weren't ready to displace that just yet. I eyed the leather chair near his desk; a wretched idea forming in my head as I yanked her close to me. I untied her wrists with one hand, leaving her torn bra in her father's trash can.

"Sit in his chair and play with yourself." I whispered menacingly. "And tell me what is it you want me to do." It wouldn't take much for me to get up again, but if she was willing to go that low, well....let's just say I wanted to take full advantage of her submission.