We were only making out. Meeting for a drink at a bar and somehow found ourselves in her doorway.
From small talk, to nibbling on her ear and calling her my whore as my hand folds around her throat.
I fucking own you, I say.
Her doorway in her street. No one is around. Yet. She pushed all my buttons in the bar. Nuzzled my chest when we hugged.
Crossed her legs so I could see the tops of her stockings.
Pushing her foot into my groin under the table.
Trying to tease me. Provoke me.
Now we're alone & I've lost the run of myself. I push her into corner & stand over her. I kiss her and pull her hair, forcing my hand under her dress pushing my fingers into cunt. She's startled and overwhelmed. But she grinds her submissive and soaking cunt against my fingers.
I growl in her ear as I bite it, and smile as the noise makes her clench. She's much shorter than me, which is why she's on her tip toes to fuck my hand.
She whimpers pathetically - embarrassed & enthralled. We hear people approaching down the road.
We don't care.
They pass & see the control Daddy has over his slut. She's no longer aware of anything but me. Shrunken back against the wall, being finger fucked as she meekly moans.
I pull her off the ground and trap her against the wall.
We're not going upstairs.
She's getting fucked here
I rip a hole in her tights as she climbs onto me, using what little strength she has left to wrap her legs around my waist. She feels high off the ground and her back hurts against the wall. I pull out my dick, move her underwear, and slide in.
She swears and tries to speak.
At first I can't understand her. She's moaning and almost sobbing. My cock stretching her out as she starts to move up and down it. She's trying to say something. Trying to set a boundary.
What is it?
She breathes it into my ear.
Don't - she pants.
Don't come in me, Daddy.
I take her throat and hold eye contact as I climb higher inside her. She struggles for breath and tears swim over her eyes, before eventually breaking and running down her cheeks.
I won't come in her. Instead I'll bring her to her tipping point and drive her mad.
Maybe after that I'll make her finish herself off. Shamefully fucking herself to release her tension.
Would be quite a sight. But no. Instead I'll drop to my knees bury my face in her cunt. I'll tease her until she erupts and fucks my face with wild bliss.
The thought of what I am going to do makes me fuck her harder and faster.
I sink my teeth into her neck and she claws at my back.
She's never felt this needy, this wet, or this under my spell.
Her heels are locked around me. She's maddened by any gap between our bodies.
I can tell she's close. She oscillates between swearing with lust (I'm your fuck toy Daddy) and soppy submissiveness (Need you closer, Daddy.)
And then she breaks.
She looks at me, make-up smeared, wet cheeks, flushed pink neck.
Come in me, Daddy.
Please.
Consent is everything. Safe and non-negotiable. It's also fucking amazing.
I don't just check for it, I'm electrified by it.
Tell me again.
Come in me Daddy.
Beg.
Please. Please. Please please come inside me Daddy. I need your cum. I need it. Please.
PLEASE.
Her cunt thumps around my cock as the humiliation of begging me to cross her boundary takes over her body.
I choke her as I change the angle and fuck her harder. She starts to call out my name and trembles as cum pumps into her. She squeezes her thighs.
Taking every drop.
I set her down on the ground, her legs shaking. Her eyes looking up at me. She bites her lip in embarrassment.
I put a finger into her cunt and get it wet.
Then I put it in front of her face.
I want her to have me in two holes, just minutes after setting her boundary.
She leans forward, never breaking eye contact, and licks my cum and her juice off my finger.
I was her mighty Dom. Too sexy to resist. Bulldozing past her boundaries.
I had all the control. Didn't I.
Didn't I.
...
But the way she's smiling.
...didn't I?
