Y/N gazed down at Lisa, a knowing smile playing on his lips. He could see the desperation in her eyes, the ache for release that consumed her. Though he had not yet reached his own climax, he was determined to give his little slut the satisfaction she craved.
"Alright baby, you can cum my pet."
He whispered.
Yet through her order Lisa didn't orgasm. Chuckling softly, Y/N realized, he then reached down and gently parted Lisa's thighs, his fingers tracing the slick fold of her pussy. The moment his skin made contact with her most sensitive flesh, Lisa's body erupted in a violent, earth-shattering orgasm.
Her back arched, a guttural moan tearing from her throat as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her frame. Y/N watched, enthralled, as Lisa surrendered herself completely to the ecstasy he had unleashed. This was his power, his domination over her – to bring her to the heights of bliss with the merest touch.
"That's it, my dear,"
Y/N purred, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction.
"Let it all out. You belong to me, and only I can give you the release you so desperately need."
As Lisa's orgasm subsided, she collapsed against Y/N, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her climax. She had been so focused on pleasing others that she had forgotten her own need. But now, in the embrace of her true daddy, she felt whole once more.
Y/N gently let Lisa fall to the floor, watching as she collapsed in a boneless heap at his feet. A satisfied smirk played on his lips as he moved to sit on the nearby couch, surveying his conquest.
Inside her mind, Lisa's thoughts were racing. While she knew this was all part of her plan to clear Eli's debt, she couldn't deny the thrill of it all. She was loving every moment of this twisted game, her body singing with the pleasure of submission.
"I'm doing this for Eli."
She told herself, even as her core throbbed with wanton need.
"But I can't lie – I'm sure loving it too."
Slowly, Lisa lifted her head, her gaze locking with Y/N's. In that moment, she knew there was no going back. She had given herself over to him completely, body and soul. And deep down, a part of her relished the thought of being his obedient, willing plaything.
As Lisa watched Y/N jerking off roughly, she couldn't bear to see him treating his cock so harshly. Quickly, she crawled over to him, jolting his hands away from his shaft.
"No, daddy, you mustn't be so rough with this,"
She scolded, her voice laced with possessive anger.
"You have me as your plaything now. Why bother using your hands when you can use me instead?"
Gazing up at him with hungry eyes, Lisa reached out and grasped his cock, her touch feather-light yet electric. Slowly, she began to stroke him, her movements measured and deliberate.
"Let me take care of this for you, daddy."
She purred, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
"I'll make you feel so good, I promise."
Y/N allowed Lisa to touch his cock for the first time in four days, and the young idol couldn't contain her joy. A wide, beaming smile spread across her face as she reverently wrapped her fingers around his shaft, her eyes shining with pure happiness.
"Oh, daddy, thank you."
She breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I've craved this sooo much. Let me make you feel good, please."
Shifting closer, Lisa began to stroke Y/N's cock with long, languid motions, her touch feather-light. She relished the feeling of his hot, throbbing flesh in her hand, the power she held over his pleasure. In this moment, nothing else mattered but pleasing her daddy, the man who owned her body and soul.
As Lisa stroked Y/N's cock with skilled, practiced motions, he gazed down at her with a curious expression.
"So, my dear, tell me – how did you enjoy being used by all those hungry colleagues of yours earlier?"
He purred, his voice dripping with dark amusement.
"I must say, the sight of you being passed around like a common whore was quite arousing."
Lisa's cheeks flushed at his words, a shiver of pleasure coursing through her. She loved the way he spoke to her, the way he reduced her to nothing more than a plaything for his twisted desires.
"It was… incredible, daddy."
She admitted, her voice trembling with need.
"I've never felt so utterly owned, so completely used. The way they groped and fondled me, the way they took what they wanted – it was divine."
Leaning in, Lisa pressed a feather-light kiss to the tip of Y/N's cock, her eyes sparkling with wanton desire.
"But you know, daddy, no one can satisfy me the way you can."
She purred.
"I belong to you, and you alone."
Y/N chuckled at Lisa's confession, his eyes gleaming with dark amusement.
"And what, my dear, was your favorite moment from that little gangbang earlier??"
He purred, his voice dripping with wicked delight.
Lisa's breath caught in her throat at his question, a fresh wave of arousal washing over her. She paused for a moment, deciding to which moment to say.
"Oh, daddy, it's so hard to choose just one,"
She admitted, her voice laced with longing.
"But I think… I think the moment when they all took turns using my thighs, forcing me to tight my thighs on their cocks – that was pure bliss, I enjoyed it so so so much, it was perfect."
Leaning in closer, Lisa gazed up at Y/N through hooded eyes.
"The way they held me from my hips, the way they used me without mercy… it was everything I've ever dreamed of,"
She whispered, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
"But of course, nothing would ever compare to the way you make me feel, daddy."
Y/N chuckled darkly, his grip tightening on Lisa's hair as he gazed down at her.
"Now, my dear. I must know – which did you enjoy more? The electric shocks your colleagues used to break you, or the way I commanded you to clean their filthy cocks??"