Y/N's eyes gleamed with a devilish intent as he presented Lisa with his twisted proposition.
"If you want to cum, pet, then you'll have to video call your dear old dad and do it right in front of him. Or, you can wait until I give you permission. The choice is yours."
Lisa's eyes widened in horror at the suggestion, her face flushing with a mix of shame and unbridled arousal. The thought of exposing herself to her father in such a depraved manner was both terrifying and thrilling. But the ache between her thighs was becoming unbearable, and she knew she couldn't hold out much longer.
With a shuddering breath, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Okay, Y/N… I'll do it. Just… please, don't make me wait any longer."
Hands trembling, Lisa reached for her phone, her heart pounding in her chest as she dialed her father's number.
Y/N snatched Lisa's phone and tossed it aside, a cruel smirk playing on his lips.
"Oh, did you really think I'd let you off the hook that easily, pet? No, I was just joking. You're not going to cum tonight – not until I say so."
He resumed his teasing, dragging his fingers along her sensitive skin, eliciting a desperate whimper from Lisa. Her body ached with unfulfilled desire, the promise of release dangled just out of reach.
"Please, Y/N daddy,"
She begged, her voice thick with need.
"I can't take it anymore. I need to cum, I need you inside me. Don't do this to me."
But Y/N remained unmoved, his touch taunting and relentless. Lisa knew that she was at his mercy, and the thought only served to heighten her arousal. She would endure whatever torment he had in store, if only he would eventually grant her the release she craved.
As the night wore, Y/N torment of Lisa only grew more brutal and relentless. He teased and taunted her mercilessly, denying her the release she craved with every fiber of her being.
Lisa's body trembled with a mix of unbridled desire and utter desperation. The ache between her thighs was maddening, a constant reminder of the pleasure that lay just out of reach. She strained against the bonds that held her, whimpering and pleading for Y/N to take pity on her.
But Y/N was unyielding, his touch both tantalizing and cruelly withholding. He dragged his fingers along her sensitive flesh, eliciting sharp gasps and moans from Lisa's lips, only to pull away just as she neared the edge of ecstasy.
The hours ticked by, and still Y/N refused to grant her the release she so desperately needed. Lisa's pride had long since crumbled, replaced by a shameless hunger that consumed her every thought. She would do anything, say anything, to earn the sweet release she craved.
As the clock stuck midnight, Lisa's body was wracked with tremors, her mind clouded by a haze of lust and torment. She knew that Y/N held all the power, and she was powerless to do anything but submit to his twisted whims. The night was still young, and she could only imagine the depths of depravity he had yet to explore.
As the bonds holding Lisa's wrists were finally released, she let out a shuddering gasp of relief. For hours, she had been at Y/N's cruel mercy, her body aching with unfulfilled desire. Now, with her hands free, she instinctively reached down to touch herself, desperate to find the release she had been so ruthlessly denied.
But Y/N stepped back, observing her with a critical eye.
"Not so fast, pet,"
He murmured, his voice low and dangerous.
"Did I say you could touch yourself?"
Lisa froze, her fingers hovering just above her throbbing sex. She knew better than to defy him, even in her current state of desperation. Slowly, she withdrew her hand, her eyes pleading with Y/N to take pity on her.
"Please,"
She whispered, her voice hoarse from hours of begging.
"I need to cum, Y/N. I'll do anything, just… please, let me have it."
Y/N's lips curled into a wicked smile as he studied her, drinking in the sight of her trembling, aching form.
"Hmmm, I suppose you've suffered enough for one night,"
He mused, his tone laced with amusement.
"Very well, pet. You may cum. But only when I say so."
Y/N placed his hand firmly on Lisa's throbbing pussy, his eyes narrowing as he barked the order.
"Don't you dare cum, pet. Not until I say so."
To his surprise, Lisa's body went rigid, the familiar tremors of impending release suddenly subsiding. She bit her lip, her hips stilling as she fought against the overwhelming urge to let go. The Lisa who would have shattered at the slightest touch now held herself in check, obeying Y/N's command with a discipline that bordered on the superhuman.
"Good girl,"
Y/N purred, his fingers tracing lazy circles against her sensitive flesh.
"You're learning. Now, let's see how long you can hold out…"
Lisa's eyes squeezed shut, every muscle in her body straining with the effort of denying herself the climax she craved. She was at Y/N's complete mercy, her own pleasure now subservient to his whims. The thought both terrified and exhilarated her, fueling her determination to prove her worth as his obedient little slut.
Y/N's hand came down hard against Lisa's sensitive flesh, eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips. She flinched at the stinging sensation, but forced herself to remain still, determined not to break under his relentless torment.
"Look at you, pet,"
Y/N sneered, his fingers tracing lazy circles around her throbbing pussy.
"So desperate to cum, yet you hold it back like a good little slut. I wonder how long you can keep this up?"
Lisa's body trembled with the effort of restraint, her hips bucking slightly against his touch. The ache between her thighs was maddening, but she knew better than to disobey his command. She would prove her worth, no matter how much it cost her.
"Please,"
She whimpered, her voice thick with need.
"I need to cum, Y/N. I'll do anything, just let me have it. I need you so badly…"
Her words trailed off into a strangled moan as Y/N's fingers dipped lower, teasing her sensitive folds. Lisa's resolve wavered, but she clung to it desperately, determined to earn his approval.
As Y/N removed his throbbing cock from his boxers and placed it tantalizingly close to Lisa's face, her eyes widened with a mix of desire and trepidation. The mere sight of his impressive length sent a shiver of anticipation through her, the ache between her thighs intensifying.
Instinctively, Lisa's tongue darted out to wet her lips, her gaze fixed hungrily on Y/N's pulsing shaft. She yearned to wrap her lips around him, to feel him stretching and filling her mouth. But she dared not move without his permission, her earlier display of obedience still fresh in her mind.
"Please, Y/N,"
She whispered, her voice laced with desperation.
"Let me taste you. I need to feel you inside me, in every way possible."
Her hands twitched at her sides, aching to reach out and stroke him, to coax forth the release she craved. But she held herself in check, knowing that any disobedience would only prolong her torment. Y/N regarded her with a cruel smile, clearly reveling in her helpless state.
"Oh, you'll get what's coming to you, pet,"
"But first, I want to see just how much you can take."
Y/N placed his throbbing cock against Lisa's face beautiful face, but sternly ordered her not to dare bring out her tongue. To his amazement, Lisa remained utterly obedient, her gaze fixed hungrily on his shaft as she fought the urge to taste him.
"Good girl,"
Y/N purred, his voice dripping with filthy appreciation.
"Look at you, so desperate for my cock, yet so perfectly obedient. I'm impressed, pet."
Lisa's body trembled with the effort of restraint, every fiber of her being yearning to wrap her lips around him. But she held herself in check, determined to prove her worth as Y/N's loyal submissive.
"Please,"
She whispered, her eyes pleading.
"I want to serve you, Y/N. Let me show you how much I crave your cock. I'll be good, I promise."
Y/N chuckled darkly, clearly reveling in her utter submission.
"Oh, you'll get your reward, Lisa. But first, I want to see just how much you can take."
Y/N saw that Lisa was becoming almost inhumanly addicted to his cock, and he decided to use that to his advantage. He began teasing her mercilessly, brushing the tip of his throbbing shaft against her lips, her cheeks, her neck – anywhere but where she craved it most. Lisa's eyes followed the movement of his cock hungrily, her mouth watering with the need to taste him. She whimpered and squirmed, desperate to feel him fill her, but Y/N remained cruelly just out of reach.
"Please, Y/N,"