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Oakley pushes her ass out, rubbing it against my erection and moaning softly. “Oh, I think I’d like to be punished.”

Her willingness is almost frustrating. I wish she would hate me again so that I could stop caring about her so damn much. Her playfulness is crueler than any punishment I could make her endure.

I pull her pants down and grab one of her cheeks with my free hand, keeping her firmly pinned against the storage container as I play with her. I want her to submit to me fully before I’ll allow her to feel even the slightest pleasure at my hands.

“Beg me for it,” I growl, spanking her hard.

She bites her bottom lip, writhing in my grip. “Give it to me harder,” she purrs.

I spank her again, really putting some force into it. I want her to beg me through gritted teeth. I want to hear her inner struggle before I’ll believe that she’s doing this for me and not herself.

“Thank you,” she says, so I spank her three times in quick succession.

“That’s all?” she asks, but her voice is already faltering.

“Does that still feel good to you?” I ask, rubbing her flushed bottom and smirking as she winces at even my lightest touch. She’s close to breaking, so near to the edge that it would only take a few more spankings to make her mine.

And she’d enjoy it not because it felt good, but because she knew that she belonged to me now.

I pivot as my cock pushes against her ass, unable to stop myself from giving into temptations of the flesh. I could draw out her punishment longer, but I need to feel her insides, and I’m going to do it in a way that won’t give her any hope of an orgasm.

“Get on your knees,” I command, spinning her around and pushing her shoulders until she falls before me. “That’s right, take it out. I bet you can’t take the entire thing down your throat, but we’re certainly going to try.”

“Yes, daddy,” she says, looking up at me with big eyes as she undoes my belt.

“Did I tell you to call me that?” I snap.

She shakes her head, pouting as she fumbles with my cock.

“You are to call me sir, and tonight, you’re serving me. I don’t care who you have coming to that bar, you’re focus tonight is me. You got that?”

“Yes, sir,” she replies, tugging on my cock and pressing her lips against the tip.

She’s so good that I want to call it quits already just to save myself the embarrassment of cumming in her mouth too soon. I wouldn’t last a minute with the way she’s rubbing her puffy red lips over my cock. Precum is already leaking from the tip, and she’s licking it up like she’s tasted nothing sweeter.

God, I need her. She can’t know it, but I need her so fucking badly.

“Suck,” I say, losing my voice for a moment and breathing out the final words. “Right now.”

She opens her mouth and takes my cock into it, swirling her tongue around until I can’t take it anymore and press myself into her, pushing my cock into her mouth so far that she gags. I grab her hair, thrusting as she gives into my frantic energy and drops her arms to her sides, looking up at me with the most innocent eyes as I fuck her mouth.

And I almost feel guilty for it. I’m certain she’s never been corrupted in this way before, treated like a whore by a man as filthy as me. I take just as much pride as I do shame in showing her the shadows, the grey area that most are too bashful to experience, but that I walk into boldly.

I grab her hands and hold them above her head, thrusting in and out of her mouth until I can barely stand the pleasure anymore.

I pull out, jerking myself over her face. “Stick your tongue out.”

“Yes, sir,” she replies, opening her mouth and smiling slightly as I pump thick strings of my seed all over her perfect face.

“Oh god,” I groan, leaning back and shaking every last drop out of my cock.

With my cum plastered across her face and some dangling from her chin, I grab her and lift her up, lifting her leg, pushing aside her panties, and putting my cock inside her before I’m able to turn soft.

I kiss her lips as I fuck her standing, tasting my own cum as she moans into my mouth. I love every nasty, taboo second of what we’re doing out here, and I know she does too. Nobody has fucked her like this, and nobody else ever will.

I feel her pussy gripping my cock as she climaxes, and I cover her mouth so that nobody can hear her but me. I’m selfish for the sound of her voice. If I had my way, I’d steal it and put it in a little music box to listen to every night, hiding it from the rest of the world.

I cum again inside of her as she shudders and moans, pumping what I have left into her pussy, claiming her once again. When I pull out, I keep her leg held up so that I can watch the cum drip from her swollen pussy.

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