"You don't even care about your granddaughter, do you?"
Victoria shook her head weakly, her cheek pressed against the polished surface of the table, her fingers clawing at the edges as she struggled to hold herself together. "I care... I swear..." she whimpered, her voice trembling, barely coherent through the haze of pleasure. But her body betrayed her, every buck of her hips, every desperate moan proving just how little control she had left.
Dick's laugh was dark, almost cruel, as he leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear. "Liar." He thrust harder, making her gasp. "All you care about is my cock filling that empty cunt of yours."
Victoria's breath hitched, her body shaking with the intensity of it all. She was close, teetering on the edge, but she couldn't fall over without his permission. "No! Yes! I-..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I cannot live without your cock. It feels so good. I am going to come!"
He slapped her ass, the sharp sound echoing through the room. "Didn't I punish you for coming without permission last time? Three days, Victoria. Yet, here you are, calling me over to fuck you senseless despite your punishment." His voice was cold, taunting, dripping with disdain. "Do you really think you deserve to come?"
Victoria whimpered, her body trembling beneath him, her cheek pressed against the polished table as her hips jerked back, desperate for more. "I'm sorry," she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, trembling with need. "I couldn't help it."
Dick's grip tightened on her wrist, pressing her harder against the surface, his cock still buried deep inside her. "Sorry isn't good enough," he growled, his hand coming down on her ass again, harder this time. Victoria yelped, the sting shooting through her, but she didn't pull away. If anything, she pressed herself further into him, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
Her hips bucked instinctively, trying to meet his movements, but he stilled, keeping her pinned beneath him. "You think you can just break the rules whenever you want, huh?" His fingers tightened in her hair, yanking her head back so her eyes were forced to meet his. "You're nothing but a needy, disobedient slut."
Victoria whimpered, her lips trembling, but there was no defiance left in her. Just desperation. "Please... Dick, I'll be good. I promise." Her voice cracked, thick with desperation, as she struggled to maintain her composure.
He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. "Begging isn't enough." His cock twitched inside her, teasing her with just the slightest movement. "Tell me, what do you think you deserve for being such a bad girl?"
She swallowed hard, her body trembling as she fought for the right words. "Punishment," she whispered, her voice shaky. "I deserve to be punished."
Dick smirked, the corners of his mouth twisting in satisfaction. "Good answer," he murmured, pulling out of her suddenly, leaving her whimpering at the loss. Without missing a beat, he yanked her up, turning her to face him as he pressed her back against the table. His hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her gasp.
"You want to come?" he asked, his voice low, dangerous. "Then you're going to earn it."
Her eyes widened, the heat between her legs becoming unbearable, her body aching for him. "Yes," she breathed, her hands gripping the edge of the table behind her, knuckles white. "Please... I'll do anything."
Dick leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "On your knees."
Victoria didn't hesitate. She slid to the floor, her knees hitting the cold, polished surface with a soft thud. Her eyes flickered up to meet his, pupils blown wide with lust and desperation as her hands reached for his cock. She stroked him gently at first, savoring the weight of him in her hands, the taste of his precum lingering on her tongue as she took him into her mouth.
Dick groaned, his hand tangling in her hair as she bobbed her head, her lips stretching around his thickness, taking him deeper. She moaned around his cock, the vibration sending a shiver up his spine. She was desperate, and it showed in every movement, every flick of her tongue, every wet, eager sound that filled the air.
He tugged her hair, pulling her off him abruptly, her lips parting with a soft gasp as she looked up at him, breathless. "Did I say you could stop?"
Victoria shook her head frantically, her fingers wrapping around his cock as she stroked him harder, faster, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip. "No, I'm sorry," she gasped, her voice trembling.
Dick smirked down at her, his grip tightening in her hair. "I didn't say you could speak either."
She whimpered softly but didn't dare disobey again. She took him back into her mouth, her head bobbing in perfect rhythm, her throat stretching as she took him deeper with every thrust. Her hands gripped his thighs, her body trembling as she worked him, desperate to please.
Dick watched her with detached amusement, his fingers tightening in her hair as he guided her movements. "Look at you," he murmured, his voice low, taunting. "So eager to please after breaking the rules. Maybe I should punish you more often."
Victoria moaned around his cock, her body trembling with the weight of his words. She was close—so close—but she knew better than to come without permission. Not again.
He thrust into her mouth harder, his grip on her hair pulling her head back just enough to make her gag, tears prickling the corners of her eyes. "You want to come, don't you?" he growled, his voice rough with arousal.
Victoria nodded frantically, her throat tightening around him as she tried to keep up with his pace. Her body was trembling, her knees aching from the cold, hard floor, but she didn't care. All that mattered was him—his approval, his control.
"Beg for it," he commanded, pulling out of her mouth suddenly, his cock slick with her spit as he looked down at her, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "If you want to come, you're going to have to beg like the desperate slut you are."
Victoria's breath came in short, ragged gasps as she looked up at him, her lips trembling. "Please," she whispered, her voice shaking. "Please, let me come, Dick. I need it... I need you. I'll be good, I promise."
Dick smirked, his hand sliding down to grip her chin, tilting her head up so she was forced to meet his gaze. "You think you deserve it?"
Her breath hitched, her body trembling beneath his touch. "Yes... yes, please."
In one swift motion, he yanked her up, bending her over the table once more. His hand tangled in her hair as he thrust back inside her, the slick heat of her cunt enveloping him completely. Victoria screamed, her body shaking as he pounded into her, each thrust harder, deeper, driving her closer to the edge.
"Come for me," he growled, his grip on her hair tightening as he slammed into her, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room. "Now."
And she did—her body convulsing, back arching as she came hard around him, her moans echoing through the room as she finally found release. She squirted so violently that, for a split second, Dick thought someone had hit him with a water pistol. The intensity of it left her trembling, her nails digging into the table as she gasped for air, her mind barely able to comprehend the pleasure ripping through her.
Dick grinned, gripping her hips tighter as he continued to pound into her, the wetness between her legs only spurring him on. Each thrust sent shockwaves through her overstimulated body, her voice breaking into gasps and whimpers as she rode the tail end of her orgasm. He didn't stop. Not yet. He wasn't done with her.
Victoria's legs shook uncontrollably, her body limp and pliant beneath him. She tried to move, to adjust, but Dick's grip on her was firm, holding her in place as he drove into her, each thrust deeper than the last. She could barely think, the overwhelming sensation of him filling her making her mind go blank.
He slapped her again, harder this time, his palm leaving a red mark on her ass. Victoria yelped, her voice muffled against the table, her body jerking with each strike.
"Bad slut," he growled, gripping her hair tightly, forcing her to look at him in the reflection of the glass window. "You're so fucking greedy, always coming before I can fill your worthless cunt. Can't even control yourself for two seconds."
Victoria whimpered, her eyes wide with pain and arousal. Her cheeks were flushed, the remnants of her orgasm still rippling through her body as she trembled beneath his grip. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the next moan that threatened to escape her throat.
"Answer me," Dick snapped, yanking her head back harder. "Do you like disobeying me, Victoria? Or are you just that stupid?"
She shook her head frantically, "I'm sorry," she choked out, her voice strained. "I... I couldn't help it."
"That's not good enough," he growled, thrusting into her again, making her gasp. "You don't get to just come before me and expect me to let it slide."
Each word was punctuated by another sharp thrust, his cock driving deeper into her soaked cunt. She moaned, her body betraying her as the pleasure crashed over her again, her legs trembling, barely able to hold her up.
"I should stop right now," he muttered, his voice low and cold. "Leave you here, desperate and dripping like the slut you are. But you're lucky I still want to fuck you."
Victoria's breath hitched, her heart racing as his words sank in. Her body was on fire, every nerve screaming for more. But she knew better than to push him further. "Please," she whispered, her voice shaky. "Don't stop."
His grip tightened on her hair, pulling her head back further, his eyes locking onto hers in the reflection. "You don't get to make demands," he spat, his hand coming down on her ass once more, the slap echoing through the room.
Victoria's eyes were wide, glazed with lust and something darker—something desperate. Her lips parted, a soft moan escaping her, but she didn't dare speak. She could only hold onto the table, her body arching to meet every punishing thrust . Her legs trembled as the blend of pleasure and pain made her toes curl, her body reduced to nothing more than a conduit for his desire. And she loved it. Craved it. Needed it like air.
"Look at yourself," he growled, his free hand wrapping around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her gasp. "Pathetic. You've got everything—money, power—and yet you're here, begging to be used like a toy."
Her cheeks burned with humiliation and arousal, her body shuddering with each thrust. She couldn't deny the truth in his words. She'd never felt more alive than she did now, completely at his mercy.
His pace quickened, each thrust harder, faster, as he drove her toward the edge once more. She was close again, teetering on the brink of another orgasm, her walls tightening around him, trying to milk him for every inch. But she wouldn't dare ask for another permission.
"I-I..." Her voice was barely a whisper, shaky, trembling with need. "I can't..."
He fucked her harder, the sound of skin on skin echoing in the room. "If you come before me," he growled, his hand still wrapped tightly around her throat, "forget about my dick for a whole month."
Victoria whimpered, her body trembling beneath him. Every muscle in her body was tensed, fighting the urge to let go. She could feel the orgasm building again, the heat between her legs growing unbearable, but she clenched her jaw, forcing herself to hold back. She couldn't lose him.
Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, her eyes wide with desperation as she struggled to obey, her fingers gripping the edge of the table so hard her knuckles turned white. "I'm trying," she gasped, her voice a trembling whisper, barely able to form the words. "Please, Dick... I can't... I can't stop it…"
His fingers dug into her hips, holding her still as he drove into her, deep and hard, with an unrelenting rhythm. "You're not trying hard enough, slut," he sneered, his voice rough with arousal. "You want to lose this? You want to go back to that empty, miserable life of yours? Begging for scraps of attention?"
Victoria shook her head frantically, her breath catching in her throat as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. "No! No, please... I'll be good, I swear!" Her voice cracked, the strain of holding back almost too much to bear.
Dick smirked, his grip on her throat tightening as he slowed his pace slightly, teasing her, keeping her right on the edge without letting her fall over. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Good girls know how to control themselves," he whispered, his voice a low, dangerous purr. "And you... you've never been good, have you, Victoria?"
She whimpered, her body trembling violently as she struggled to hold on, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the slick wetness of her own arousal dripping down her thighs, the heat inside her almost unbearable. She clenched her muscles, desperate to stop the impending orgasm, every nerve screaming for release.
But Dick didn't make it easy for her. His thrusts were calculated, punishing, each one sending another wave of pleasure crashing through her body. His hand squeezed her throat just enough to make her gasp for air, the lack of oxygen only intensifying the sensation, making it harder to resist.
"I can feel you, Victoria," he murmured, his voice dripping with amusement as his cock plunged deeper into her. "You're right on the edge. I bet you'd come the second I gave you permission, wouldn't you?"
She nodded frantically, her breath hitching, her entire body trembling with the effort to hold back. "Yes! Yes, please... I need it... I need you…" Her voice was broken, barely more than a desperate whimper.
He laughed softly, his grip on her throat loosening just enough to let her breathe. "But I'm not done with you yet." His thrusts slowed, teasing her, dragging out the pleasure in a way that made her legs shake, her mind foggy with need. "You're going to wait for me, Victoria. And if you don't... you know what happens."
Tears welled up in her eyes, not from pain but from the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through her body. She couldn't take much more. She bit her lip, hard enough to draw blood, her body trembling as she fought to obey, her mind a blur of desperate need.
Dick grunted, he could feel her clenching around him, her body betraying her despite her best efforts. "Fuck," he groaned, his voice thick with arousal as he felt himself getting closer, the heat building inside him.
Victoria's breath came in short, gasping moans, her legs shaking as she felt him pound into her, harder, faster, the table rattling beneath them. She was so close, her body screaming for release, but she held on, clenching every muscle, her mind focused on one thing: obeying him.
But when he growled her name, low and commanding, she knew she couldn't hold on much longer. "Come bitch," he muttered, his voice rough with pleasure. "Now... come for me."
The words hit her like a wave, and in that instant, she let go. Her body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her with a force that left her gasping for air, her legs giving out as she collapsed against the table. She screamed his name, her voice raw with pleasure as she came hard, her body trembling violently beneath him.
Dick groaned as he felt her clench around him, her wetness dripping down his cock as she came. He thrust into her one last time, hard and deep, before spilling inside her with a low growl, his body shuddering with the force of his own release.
They stayed like that for a moment, both of them gasping for breath, their bodies trembling in the aftermath. Victoria was a wreck beneath him, her hair damp with sweat, her body limp and spent, but the satisfied smile on her lips told him everything he needed to know.
Slowly, Dick pulled out of her, watching as she collapsed fully against the table, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear once more.
"Next time," he whispered, "you better not break the rules."
Victoria nodded weakly, her body still trembling as she whispered back, "Yes... Sir."