Elena’s POV
Damien’s hand covered my mouth quickly. His eyes warned me to stay silent. My heart raced as the woman’s voice came again from behind the door.
“Damien? I know you’re in there. The Velvet Board needs you downstairs now,” she called. She sounded impatient.
He leaned close to my ear. “Not a sound,” he whispered. His c**k was still hard against my thigh. “This doesn’t concern you yet.”
I nodded under his palm. My body still buzzed from the orgasm he had given me. c*m leaked from my p***y onto the sheets.
Damien got up from the bed without rushing. He pulled on a robe and walked to the door. He opened it just enough to block her view of me.
“What do you want, Victoria?” he asked in a cold tone. “I told you I was busy tonight.”
The woman laughed softly. “Busy with another new toy? The others are waiting. Rules are rules, Damien. You can’t ignore the Board completely.”
“Give me ten minutes,” he replied firmly. “I’ll join you soon. Now leave.”
The door closed with a sharp click. Damien turned back to me. His eyes looked hungry again. He dropped the robe and stood naked, his thick c**k pointing straight at me.
“Come here, Elena,” he ordered. “On your knees. We don’t have much time.”
I crawled to the edge of the bed fast. “Who was that woman?” I asked while looking up at him. “And what is the Velvet Board?”
He grabbed my hair gently but firmly. “Questions later. Right now, suck Daddy’s c**k clean. Taste both of us on it.”
I opened my mouth wide. He pushed inside slowly at first. The taste of his c*m and my juices filled my tongue. “Mmm,” I moaned around him. It felt dirty and exciting.
“That’s it,” Damien groaned. “Use your tongue. Good girl. Suck harder.”
I bobbed my head faster. My hands held his strong thighs. He hit the back of my throat and I gagged a little. Tears formed in my eyes but I kept going.
“f**k, your mouth feels perfect,” he said. He thrust deeper. “You’re learning so quickly. Most girls choke and cry. But you take it like you were made for this.”
I pulled back for air. “I want to please you, Daddy,” I said breathlessly. “Am I doing it right?”
“Very right,” he answered. He pulled me up suddenly and threw me onto my back. “But I need to f**k you again before I go. Spread those legs wide.”
I opened my thighs fast. My p***y was still wet and sore from before. He climbed on top and slammed inside me in one hard thrust. I cried out loud.
“Too deep!” I gasped. “You’re so big, Daddy.”
He covered my mouth again. “Quiet. We don’t want Victoria hearing you moan like a little slut.” His hips moved fast and rough. Each thrust shook the bed. “Take this d**k. Milk it with your tight cunt.”
I wrapped my legs around him. Pleasure mixed with pain in the best way. “Harder, Daddy,” I begged between his fingers. “Fill me up again. I need your cum.”
Damien pounded me faster. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my breasts. “You love this, don’t you? Getting f****d by a man old enough to be your father while strangers wait outside.”
“Yes,” I moaned when he moved his hand. “I love it. Don’t stop. Please, Daddy!”
He flipped me over onto all fours. His hand slapped my ass hard as he entered me from behind. The sting made me wetter. “Push back on my c**k,” he commanded. “Show me how bad you want it.”
I rocked back against him. Our bodies slapped together loudly. “I’m close again,” I whimpered. “Can I c*m, Daddy? Please let me.”
“c*m with me,” he growled. His fingers reached around and rubbed my c**t fast. “Now.”
My body exploded. I shook hard and bit the pillow to stay quiet. Damien thrust deep one last time and released inside me. Hot thick c*m flooded my p***y. He groaned loudly as he emptied every drop.
We stayed like that for a moment. His c**k twitched inside me. “Good girl,” he said softly. He pulled out slowly. c*m dripped down my thighs. “You took everything I gave you.”
I collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard. My body felt used and satisfied. “That was amazing,” I whispered. “Will you stay with me tonight?”
Damien kissed my shoulder gently. “Not tonight. I have to handle business. Sleep now. Tomorrow we continue your training in the studio.”
He dressed quickly and looked at me one more time. “Leave the door unlocked again. And Elena… whatever you heard about the Velvet Board, forget it for now.”
Before I could ask more questions, he left the room. The door clicked shut. I lay there in the dark, sore between my legs and full of his c*m. The storm outside had calmed. My mind raced with thoughts about the mysterious woman and the Velvet Board.
Just as my eyes started to close, my phone lit up on the bedside table. A new message from an unknown number.
“Welcome to the game, little artist. The Velvet Board is watching you now.”
My blood ran cold. Who sent this? And how did they know about tonight?
I stared at the screen, heart pounding again as another message appeared.
“Be ready. Your next lesson starts soon.”