Bound by Debt

chapter three

Adrian's POV

“My room looks lovely.”Maya stood there taking it in, clearly surprised by how beautiful it was.

“Well,” I said, watching her closely, “that’s the least I can do for my guest. I want you to feel very comfortable here. Anything you need, just ask. It’ll be provided.”

I still couldn’t believe it. She was finally here. In my house. Under my rules. I could do any f*****g thing I wanted with her. She’d only just arrived and my c**k was already rock hard and straining against my pants. I didn’t want to wait.

I closer to the distance between us.My thumb dragged slowly across her soft, full lips, feeling how warm and plush they were.

“These soft, succulent lips…” I murmured.eyes locked on her mouth “What can I do with them?”

I pushed my thumb past them, sinking it deep into the wet heat of her mouth.

“Suck,” I ordered quietly.

Her tongue swirled around my thumb as she obeyed, The wet pull of her mouth made my c**k jump.

“Have you ever been gagged?” I asked.

She shook her head no, unable to speak with my thumb still filling her mouth. I withdrew it, studying her.

There was so much I still had to teach her. So many things I wanted to do to that mouth and the rest of her body.

“Take your clothes off,” I said.voice rough with need “I want to see you every inch of what's mine.”

She hesitated, colour filled her cheeks,i guess she's still a little shy. I walked over, locked the door, then turned back to her.

“Clothes.Off.Now”

She slowly pulled the dress off, then her bra,Her breasts spilled free,they were full and perfect. I let my eyes roam over them openly, admiring every curve. Then I noticed the panties still covering her.

“One of my rules,” I said, voice low, “is no panties in this house. Ever. I don’t want you wearing them. Got it?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“And whenver we are together you i want you to call me Daddy ,” I continued, stepping closer. “I own you now. I own your pain. I own your sorrow. I own your misery. Your body. Your pleasure. Everything about you. I own you. I get to do whatever I want with you. I get to control everything. You get it?”

“Yes…”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Now get on your knees and take Daddy’s cock.”

She sank to her knees like the good girl she was. I unbuckled my belt, freed my thick,aching c**k and pushed it past her soft lips, all the way to the back of her throat. She gagged,her eyes watering. I held her head steady with both hands forcing her to take every inch, enjoying the tight, wet heat of her mouth as she struggled, I gave her a few deep strokes, then pulled back just long enough for her to catch her breath before slamming back in. The pleasure was overwhelming. I f****d her mouth roughly, taking every inch of it, using her the way I wanted.

When I finally withdrew,I looked down at her.

“Did you enjoy how I f****d your mouth?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she answered, voice soft and used.

“Such a good girl. Now get on the bed and spread that p***y for me.”

She crawled onto the bed and lay back, spreading her legs wide. Every inch of her cunt was on display pink, wet and completely mine. I could do whatever I wanted to her.

I climbed between her thighs, pushed her legs even wider, and sank my mouth onto her p***y. The taste of her was mind-blowing sweet, addictive. She moaned softly, her hips lifting toward my face. I sucked hard on her swollen c**t, dragging my tongue over it roughly.

“Please, Daddy… don’t stop,” she begged.

The sound of her little plea only made me hungrier. I kept devouring her, determined to make her fall apart on my tongue.

I moved up her body and claimed her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, letting her taste the sweetness of her own cunt on my tongue. I kissed her passionately, devouring those soft, juicy lips I’d just f****d so roughly, swallowing every little whimper she gave me.

Then I shifted lower, eyes locked on her full breasts. I cupped one in my hand and sank my mouth onto her n****e, sucking hard while my tongue swirled around the stiff peak. She moaned loudly as I kept sucking, using my other hand to squeeze her second breast, pinching and rolling the n****e between my fingers while I continued to feast on the first.

“Tell Daddy what you want me to do to you,” I murmured against her wet n****e, glancing up at her flushed face.

“I want Daddy to f**k me,” she breathed.

“How bad do you want this c**k?”

She reached down and placed her hand on her swollen c**t, rubbing it in desperate little circles.

“So bad,” she whispered, voice shaky with need. “I want it so bad.”

I watched her fingers work for a moment, then shook my head.

“You’re going to have to beg Daddy to f**k you.”

“Please, Daddy… f**k me,” she whimpered. “My p***y wants your cock.”

I stared down at her as she touched herself, rubbing that aching little c**t, trying so hard to ease the need. The sight of her legs spread, fingers rubbing her c**t, while completely desperate for me was f*****g beautiful.

“Focus,” I ordered quietly. “Put your fingers inside your p***y and f**k yourself slowly. But you’re not permitted to come until I tell you to.”

She obeyed immediately, sliding two fingers deep into her wet cunt and pumping them in and out while I watched.

“Daddy, I want you,” she moaned, voice breaking. “I want you so bad. Come and f**k me. Come and put your d**k inside my p***y. My p***y wants you…”

I stayed right there between her thighs, eyes fixed on the, perfect sight of her fingering herself, begging for my c**k, completely at my mercy.