Victoria's lips parted, a faint gasp escaping as his hands roamed her body, fingers tugging at the hem of her dress. She wasn't resisting, not at all. Her breath quickened, and her hands reached up, gripping the edge of the hood for balance as his lips grazed her ear.
"You've been waiting for this, haven't you?" he whispered. His hand slid beneath her dress, fingers tracing the curve of her thigh. "Giving me a car, showing up at my house like this. You planned this, Victoria."
She moaned softly, her head tilting back as his hand gripped her thigh harder, pulling her closer against him. "Y-yes," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper, thick with lust. "I wanted you to fuck me in gratitude, hard and deep. I-I can't live without your cock anymore."
Dick smirked, his fingers trailing higher under her dress, teasing the heat between her legs. "Is that so?" he murmured, his breath hot against her neck. "Then show me just how badly you need it." Her hands trembled as they reached for his waistband, fumbling with his belt. Her lips parted, eyes glazed with desperation, the sharp edge of control Dick loved seeing in women like her beginning to melt away.
Victoria's breath hitched as her thighs instinctively parted, inviting him in, her hands finally managing to tug his pants down just enough to free him. Her eyes flicked down, pupils blown wide, her lips trembling with anticipation.
Dick didn't rush. Instead, he leaned in close, his mouth brushing against the curve of her jaw as he let his cock slide between her slick folds, teasing her, not quite giving her what she was so clearly begging for.
"Patience," he muttered, his voice low, sending a shiver down her spine. "I'll give you what you want... when I'm ready."
Victoria whimpered, her hips instinctively pressing forward, seeking more of him, but he pulled back just enough to keep her on edge. His fingers dug into her thigh, holding her in place as his cock pressed against her entrance, poised but still withholding.
"I'll do anything," she gasped, her voice breathless, almost pleading. "Please... I need it. I need you."
He chuckled low, "Then show me how much you want it. Worship it."
Victoria's fingers trembled as they wrapped around his cock, her breath catching in her throat. She knelt on the ground, her knees pressing into the dirt and gravel, but she didn't care. Her eyes never left his as she leaned in, her lips parting to take him in, savoring the weight of him on her tongue.
Dick watched her with cold amusement, his hand resting casually on the back of her head. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a desperate hunger. She pressed her nose to his cock, inhaling deeply like it was a place she had longed for, the familiar scent grounding her. Her lips parted slightly, trembling with the need to please, as she ran her tongue slowly along his length. The cold, composed facade she usually wore was gone, replaced by raw desire. Victoria's eyes flicked up to meet his, wide and filled with hunger, her cheeks flushed, hands trembling with the weight of submission.
Dick's fingers threaded into her hair, tightening just enough to keep her in place. "Good girl," he murmured. She moaned softly in response, her lips brushing against him as if she needed to show just how eager she was.
She started to work, slow at first, lips wrapping around his cock, drawing him in, her tongue swirling around the head before sliding down his shaft. Her moans, muffled by his thickness, sent vibrations up his length. Each movement was careful, reverent, like she was worshiping something divine. She was—at least in her mind. There was nothing else in her world but him now.
Victoria bobbed her head, taking more of him in with each stroke, her eyes half-lidded, completely lost in the act. Dick kept his gaze on her, watching every flicker of emotion play out in her face—the desperation, the need to be used, to be dominated. His grip on her hair tightened, guiding her movements, his hips beginning to thrust gently into her mouth.
"Don't stop," he growled, his tone sharp, commanding. "Take it all." She gagged slightly as he pushed deeper, but didn't pull away. Instead, she relaxed her throat, taking him in fully, her lips stretched wide around his girth. The obscene sound of her choking echoed in the quiet, but she didn't falter, her eyes glazed over with lust as tears welled up from the effort.
Her hands gripped his thighs, steadying herself as he thrust into her mouth, his movements growing rougher, more deliberate. She was his now, a fact he made clear with each deep stroke. Her nose brushed against his pelvis, and the sounds of her gagging grew louder, more frantic, but she kept going, even as her body trembled.
Dick grunted, his breath hitching as the heat built up inside him. He could see the strain on her face, the blend of discomfort and pleasure, but he didn't care. This was what she wanted—what she needed. And he wasn't about to hold back. Not with her.
With one final thrust, he buried himself deep in her throat, holding her there, watching as she squirmed beneath him. Her eyes, wide and glassy, locked onto his, pleading for release, but he wasn't done yet. He wanted her to remember this, the power he had over her, how completely she'd given herself to him.
Slowly, he pulled out, his cock glistening with her saliva, leaving her gasping for air. She coughed, her chest heaving, but even then, her hands remained steady on his thighs, ready to continue at his command.
He yanked her by the hair, pulling her up to her feet with one sharp tug. Dick's grip tightened as he pushed her over the hood of the McLaren, her palms splaying against the cool metal, body arching against the smooth surface.
"Today's special," he muttered, his voice low. His hands moved slowly, pulling her dress up over her ass, exposing the lacy fabric barely covering her beneath. "So, I'll return the favor."
Without waiting for a response, Dick bent down, his mouth burying between her cheeks. The sound she made was somewhere between a moan and a gasp, her body stiffening for a second before melting into his touch. His tongue trailed over her slick skin, teasing, tasting, drawing out every little whimper and twitch from her trembling body. Victoria's fingers clenched against the hood, her knuckles turning white as she tried—and failed—to stifle the sounds spilling from her lips.
"Fuck," she breathed, her voice barely audible, her body bucking slightly with each stroke of his tongue.
Dick smirked against her skin, one hand slipping between her legs, his fingers sliding easily through the wetness there. "Enjoying yourself?" he growled, his breath hot against her, making her squirm beneath him.
"Y-yes," she stammered, her voice trembling, legs spreading instinctively wider as if begging for more.
His tongue worked deeper, flicking and circling as her body writhed in response, hips pushing back against his face, desperate for more contact. She was completely at his mercy now.
Dick grinned against her, his hands gripping her thighs harder, pulling her closer as he pushed her further over the edge. Her breath came in sharp, ragged bursts, and her legs trembled beneath her, barely able to hold herself up.
"That's it," he murmured, his voice sending shivers through her already burning skin. "Let go. You know you want to."
Victoria's head tilted back, a loud moan escaping as her body gave in, hips grinding against his face as she teetered on the brink. He kept her there, right at the edge, his tongue and fingers working in tandem until she was shaking, her body arching off the car as the wave finally crashed over her.
Her scream was breathless, choked, every muscle in her body tensing as the orgasm ripped through her. Dick didn't stop, his mouth relentless, drawing out every last second of her release until she was gasping, legs threatening to give out.
He stood up slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he watched her slump forward, panting and spent. His eyes lingered on the curve of her body, still trembling, her face flushed and eyes glazed over with the aftershocks of pleasure.
"You've done well," he muttered, pulling her up by the waist and spinning her around to face him, her legs wobbling as she tried to stand on shaky ground.
Victoria looked up at him, her lips parted, pupils dilated with exhaustion and lingering desire. He didn't give her time to recover. His fingers gripped her chin firmly, pulling her face closer until their breaths mingled, lips a hair's breadth apart. "Taste your naughty cunt," he whispered, his voice barely above a growl.
He crushed his lips to hers, forcing her to taste herself on his tongue. She moaned into his mouth, body weak but still responding to his dominance. He could feel her melt against him, completely pliant, her earlier confidence shattered. His hand slid down, cupping her ass, pulling her flush against his hard body, while his tongue explored every inch of her mouth.
The kiss was hard, unrelenting, and he pulled back only when he felt her body tremble again, needing air. Her eyes fluttered open, lips swollen, breath shaky. "Dick..." she whispered, "P-please, take me. Fuck me, tear me apart on your perfect cock. Make me addicted to your godly rod. Fill me! Drown me in your cum."
Smirking, Dick gripped Victoria's thighs, pulling her close until his cock pressed against her slick entrance. Her body trembled with anticipation, legs shaking as she instinctively spread them wider, inviting him in.
"How can I refuse when you beg so much?" he murmured, his voice low and mocking, barely hiding the hunger beneath.
Without another word, Dick pushed inside her, burying himself in one hard thrust. Victoria gasped, her back arching off the car's hood, hands scrambling for something to hold onto on the smooth metal. Her breath hitched as she felt him stretch her, filling every inch of her.
"Fuck!" she whimpered, her voice trembling as she tried to catch her breath. "S-so big... it's too much..."
Dick chuckled darkly, not slowing his pace. He gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back onto him with each thrust, his cock driving deeper, harder. The sharp slap of skin echoed through the secluded spot as his hips slammed against her, relentless.
"Too much? You're taking it all, Victoria," he growled, his hand sliding up her back, pushing her harder against the hood. "Don't act like you didn't want this."
Her head lolled back, eyes squeezed shut as moans poured from her lips. She was utterly lost in him, her body reacting to every thrust, every pulse of his cock inside her. Her hands pressed against his chest, fingers curling into his shirt as if she could anchor herself to reality. But reality had long slipped away.
"You like being fucked like this, don't you?" Dick hissed, watching her unravel beneath him, her composure shredded. "You pretend to be in control, but look at you now. Desperate for it."
"Y-yes..." she whimpered, her nails digging into his skin through the fabric. "I need it, I need you, Dick... please."
He smirked, satisfied with the complete surrender in her voice. Her moans were louder now, desperate gasps filling the space as he pounded into her harder, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge.
Dick leaned over, his mouth grazing her ear. "Cum for me," he commanded, his voice a low growl that sent shivers through her entire body. "Now."
Victoria's body convulsed beneath him, her orgasm crashing over her with brutal intensity. She screamed, her legs tightening around his hips as she came, her walls clenching around his cock, pulling him deeper inside her.
Smirking, Dick didn't stop, watching as she trembled under his control. "This is your last cum before I fill you up," he whispered against her ear, voice dripping with dark amusement. His hips never faltered, the pace relentless as he continued driving deep inside her. "If you come without my permission, I'll punish you."
Victoria whimpered, her nails digging into his shoulders, the words sinking into her hazy mind. Her breaths were ragged, her body quaking beneath him. "Dick, I—I can't," she stammered, her voice breaking as another wave of pleasure built inside her. "I can't control it."
His grip on her hips tightened, pulling her flush against him with every brutal thrust. "Then you better learn," he growled, enjoying the way she squirmed, trying desperately to hold herself back. But her body betrayed her, tightening around him as she edged closer, her cries growing more desperate with each passing second.
"Please," she gasped, her hands slipping against the slick surface of the car. "Please, I—"
Her words cut off, swallowed by a strangled moan as her body tensed. Dick slowed, the pressure inside her becoming unbearable. He leaned down, lips grazing the shell of her ear. "You come before I tell you, and I'll make sure you regret it."
Pulling out, Dick wasted no time flipping Victoria over, pressing her chest against the hood of the car. Her breathing was shallow, body still trembling, but he wasn't finished. Gripping her hips, he spread her cheeks wide, exposing her tight, unprepared asshole. Without a word, he drove into her, raw and relentless, his cock sinking deep into her ass with one brutal thrust.
Victoria screamed, a mixture of pain and ecstasy ripping through her. Her hands flailed, palms slapping against the smooth metal as she tried to brace herself, but there was no escape. He gripped her waist harder, controlling her every movement, not giving her a second to adjust.
"Shut up," he growled, slapping her ass hard. The sound of his hand colliding with her flesh echoed through the secluded area, her skin turning red under his punishing touch. "You don't get to cum without permission."
Her breath hitched, body shaking uncontrollably as he pounded into her, each thrust harder than the last. She moaned, a helpless sound that made his lips curl into a smirk.
"Is this what you wanted?" he hissed, his voice low and dangerous. He yanked her head back by the hair, forcing her to look up, her face twisted in a blend of agony and lust. "To be treated like a filthy slut?"
Her eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open as he continued to slam into her, filling her to the hilt. She couldn't form words, only broken gasps and desperate, incoherent moans spilling from her lips. His hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her panic, and he felt her body tighten around him again.
"You're going to cum, aren't you?" he mocked, feeling her muscles clench. "You can't even follow the simplest fucking orders."
She whined, hips bucking against him involuntarily as her body betrayed her. "I-I'm sorry, I—"
Another slap cut her off, his palm striking her ass so hard she jolted forward. "You'll be sorry when I'm done with you," he growled, driving into her with more force, punishing her with each thrust. "Cumming like a bitch when you know you're not allowed."
Her hands clawed at the hood, trying to find something to hold onto as the orgasm built inside her, but there was no relief, only the relentless pressure of his cock pounding into her ass. Her body shook violently, teetering on the edge, begging for release.
"Don't," he warned, his grip tightening on her throat, pulling her head back so he could whisper into her ear. "You come without permission, and I'll fucking ruin you."
Victoria gasped, struggling to hold on, but it was useless. Her body was already spiraling, the pleasure and pain melding into something unstoppable. With one final thrust, she lost control, screaming as the orgasm ripped through her, her body clenching around him in desperate release.
Dick didn't stop, not even as her legs buckled beneath her, her body collapsing against the hood. He kept driving into her, mercilessly riding out her orgasm, his grip never loosening as he forced her to take it all.
"You fucking disobeyed," he muttered, his voice laced with venom as he pulled out, only to thrust back into her harder. "You know what happens now, don't you?"
Her sob was muffled, her hands shaking as she tried to hold herself up, but her strength was gone. She couldn't respond, couldn't form the words, and Dick didn't care. He was in control, and she was nothing but a plaything beneath him.
With one final, brutal thrust, he emptied himself inside her, his fingers digging into her flesh as he came. Her body convulsed, still twitching from her own release, but he didn't let up. He held her there, pinned against the hood, forcing her to feel every inch of him as he filled her ass, claiming her in the way only he could.
When he finally pulled out, he watched her slump forward, her body limp and spent. A smirk tugged at his lips as he grabbed her by the hair again, yanking her head back to make sure she looked him in the eyes.
He pushed her to the ground, his eyes dark and unrelenting. "Clean me, bitch."
Victoria didn't hesitate, crawling toward him with trembling hands. Her tongue flicked out tentatively, licking along the length of his cock, tasting the mix of her own shame and his release. Her body trembled with exhaustion, but she kept going, desperate to please him, desperate to earn back his favor.
"Good," Dick muttered, his voice low. "Now, tell me—what's a proper punishment for disobeying me? Should I stop fucking you for a week? A month?"
She froze, tears welling in her eyes as the thought of losing him sliced through her like a knife. "Please, Dick," she begged, her voice breaking. "Don't stop. I need you. I'll do anything. Please."
His smirk returned, watching her grovel at his feet. The desperation in her voice was intoxicating, but he wasn't going to let her off easy. He grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Anything, huh? You'll do anything to stay in my good graces?"
She nodded frantically, her tears staining her flushed cheeks as she took him back in her mouth, careful, reverent. "Yes, anything. Just don't stop... Please, don't take this away from me," she whispered between gasps, her lips trembling as she cleaned every inch of him, her desperation palpable. The raw need in her eyes was undeniable—she couldn't afford to lose this. To lose him.
Dick didn't say a word, watching her grovel at his feet, her hands trembling as they steadied his cock. She wasn't just cleaning him—she was begging, with every lick, every swipe of her tongue. Her tears mingled with the spit as she worked, her lips swollen and red from the roughness of it all. He let her continue, the soft sounds of her worshiping him filling the silence, broken only by her pitiful gasps for breath.
When she finally pulled back, her chest was heaving, her lips trembling, her eyes searching his for some sign of approval. But Dick wasn't done with her yet. He cupped her chin, tilting her head up, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"You think that's enough?" His voice was low, dangerous. "After disobeying me?"
She shook her head, her voice cracking as she stammered, "N-no... I can... I can do more."
He pulled her to her feet, her body still trembling as she struggled to steady herself, eyes wide with anticipation. "It's enough for now," Dick muttered, his voice low but commanding. He brushed a thumb along her swollen lips, the faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "But you'll abstain for three days. I won't fuck you until then."
Victoria's breath hitched, her eyes widening in surprise, but she stayed silent, knowing better than to protest.
"And if you disobey again," he continued, leaning in closer until his breath ghosted over her ear, "it'll be a week. After that, a month. Got it?"
Her response was immediate, a fervent nod, eyes dropping to the ground as her lips trembled. "Yes, Dick," she whispered, the words barely audible, as if speaking too loudly might break the fragile moment.
Dick gave her a final, sharp look, making sure his words sank in. Then, without another word, he turned and walked to the car. She followed, her movements shaky but obedient, sliding into the passenger seat as Dick started the engine.