He pulled her up by the hair hard and firm enough to remind her exactly who owned her spine.
"Don't think I'm going to let you rest just because you screamed," he said, his breath hot against her cheek. "That wasn't permission, that was a warning."
Lina's knees were weak, her lips trembling from being wrecked and left dripping.
"Down." he commanded.
He unbuckled his belt as she obeyed sliding to her knees again, she barely had time to breathe before he pulled himself free.
His dick thick, long, heavy, large and extra hard with veins from watching her fall apart.
"You want to cum agin?" he asked, gripping her hair.
Her lips parted before she could think. "Yes, Sir—please, I want to cum for you again, please let me"
She didn't hesitate to pull his dick to her mouth. Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling with the kind of practiced desperation that only came from submission.
He groaned low, deep in his throat, the sound sent fire through Lina's body encouraging her to suck faster.
"You suck like a good little fucktoy," he muttered, gripping her head with both hands. "No teeth princess, just take me all the way."
She moaned around him as he slid deeper, stretching her throat until her eyes watered again.
The felt his cock, it thirsted salty, she swallowed the liquid gushing out greedily.
"Look at you," he rasped, thrusting into her throat slowly, deeply. "On your knees in public, gagging on my cock, so needy you'd let me fuck your mouth before your legs stopped shaking."
She nodded because he was right, she even moaned as an answer.
Her hands gripped his thighs as she sucked him, her core ached for more.
Damien took the chance to tap his screen bringing the toy back to life, the toy pushing her closer again with every slow roll of her tongue.
He pulled back suddenly, letting her breathe.
Lina coughed, spit dripping from her chin, but her eyes were filled with pure pleasure.
"You really are my little slut" he Chuck. " Come on, beg for more," he whispered.
"Please," she gasped. "Please let me keep sucking you. Please, Sir, I want your cock in my throat slapping it, I need it—"
He groaned by her words shoving himself back into her mouth with a low grunt.
He held her head down this time while he fucked her throat properly.
Her hands scrambled at his legs, but she took it very well leaving not an inch behind.
She was still overstimulated, still wearing the toy inside her.
Her thighs clamped with her body twitching as she edged again from nothing but the pain of denial and the taste of him owning her mouth.
And just before she could cum again he yanked her off.
She gasped by the sudden retraction, sobbing with spit dripping everywhere. Her lips were red and swollen.
He looked down at her like a god watching his favorite offering squirm, and then he said "Now you're ready to be fucked."
He dragged her inside one of the rooftop's private lounges, the room looked dark with leather sofas and a chandelier humming above them.
He didn't even wait to lock the door, he bent her over the nearest couch, yanked up her dress, and moved the toy from inside her with a sharp pop that made her cry out.
"You are so wet baby, I want to ruin you, I want you still begging for more," he growled.
He shoved two fingers into her deeply and moved it fastly.
She screamed as he moved harshly and then his palm smacked her ass hard.
"You wanted this right? Answer me, fucking answer me princess."
"I did, I do, I need it and I stil need you—" she cried moaning loudly.
He pulled out his fingers, and lined himself up stroking his dick before slamming inside her in one devastating thrust.
Her vision went wide as he touched her sensitive spot, he l fucked her like punishment.
One hand gripping her hip and the other wrapped in her hair, Damien drove into her with everything he had.
Pounding on her each stroke harder, deeper and rougher. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed against the world.
Lina could barely breathe, she was a moaning mess.
She clenched around him as orgasm after orgasm overtook her and still he didn't stop.
"Sir, sir, I can't—"
"Yes, you can," he growled. "You'll take it, you'll take all of me."
She choked on a scream as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them behind her back, fucking her harder now,
Her pussy clenched violently around him, body begging for release then he leaned in close, placing his lips at her ear asking. "Who's your daddy?"
She couldn't answer, not yet, not after she was panting and her core was hot from overstimulation.
Her mouth was open, panting and moaning but no words came.
So Damien did what any true Dom would do.
He doubled down.
He pulled out suddenly, dragging the slick of her arousal across her inner thighs with the head of his cock.
She whimpered at the emptiness, her legs trembling.
"Not answering?" he growled. "Then I guess I'll just have to beat it out of you."
And with one hand still pinning her wrists behind her back, he slammed into her again harder and harder.
She screamed from her chest, primal and open-mouthed.
"Say it," he hissed, driving deeper into her. "Say it."
Her whole body was filled with heat and pain, her hair stuck to her sweat-soaked face. Her thighs slapped against the couch with every relentless thrust.
She was shaking from how wet she was, how deeply he pushed, how good it felt to have no control.
"Who owns this fucking pussy?" he snarled, grabbing her neck and arching her back toward him. "Who?"
Lina cried out. "You, of course it's you....please—"
He bit her shoulder as she came again this time it came out little.
Her pussy pulsed around him, soaked him, and still Damien didn't stop.
He fucked her, her cries turned to babbling, her words slurred into "Daddy" before her lips even realized it.
Damien froze. "Say that again."
She gasped, dazed. "Daddy…"
He slowed his thrusts to a grind but still going deep.
"Louder."
She moaned, broken and shaking. "Daddy—please—DADDY—"
He roared like a beast and fucked her with every ounce of power in his body. He held her in place, bent over the couch like she was nothing but his toy, his hole, his perfect princess, his own clit.
Lina felt used and happy as Damien's grip tightened on her hair still pounding softly and slowly.
Then he pulled out again right at his peak. Lina sobbed her voice barely a whisper. "Why—?"
He turned her over and pressed her down and slid inside her mouth instead. "Because," he said, his voice cold, "I decide when you're done."
She moaned around his dick, he cumed inside her mouth.
Lina swallowed everything leaving no drop as she stared at Damien smiling and chuckling.
Damien smiled gripping her neck, "What a little kinky toy, you deserved the punishment and next time…If it happens again, I'm going to fuck you while they watch, understand?"
"Yes Daddy."