"I'm going to tie you up," he told me, and my breath hitched in my throat as he unbuckled his belt.

He took a step toward me, intent making his eyes darker than ever.

"Get on your knees, tesoro," he growled.

I did as he told me without protesting. My eyes fluttered closed and open again as I sank to my knees, my palms on my thighs and my eyes on Ryker's, drinking him in.

"Open your mouth."

His voice was rough, but his actions were gentle. He pulled the belt from his trousers and approached me in slow, measured steps. My heart hammered against my chest at what was to come.

He hooked his finger in the side of my mouth, and I let out a breathy, hoarse moan as he stared me down.

"You know what my favorite thing about you is?" he asked softly, and I shook my head.

My eyes were glued to his, watching, begging for any kind of reaction. I wanted him to take me. To have me. To own me. I longed for a collar around my neck, for the sense of being truly owned, like a piece of property.

Ryker Marino was the only man I'd be willing to do that for, and I think he knew it.

"W-what?"

"Ask properly," he growled.

"What, Daddy?" 

My voice was shaky and the insides of my thighs were wet. I wanted him badly, my pussy dripping at the sight of him and coating my legs in my arousal.

"That you know your place," he said, stroking my hair with his free hand. "That you know you're my little treasure, my woman, my fucking girl. But you also know you belong right here,. on your knees, sucking my dick. On your back, watching me take you. You know what you are, don't you, Ginger?"

My bottom lip was trembling as I nodded.

"Words," he reminded me. "Use your words."

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered.

His touch was scalding and ice cold at the same time, and my body reacted explosively. I needed him closer, needed him inside me. Just like always, I was a mess for him, needing every inch of my skin to be covered in his touch, his cum, his spit. I wanted him to take me.

"Tell me, then. Tell me what you are, tesoro. Tell me what you are to me."

"I'm…." I swallowed thickly, his gaze imploring me to go on. "Yours, Daddy. Your whore, your slut, your toy. Your treasure."

"Good girl," he muttered, kneeling next to me. 

My breath caught when he leaned closer, covering my mouth with his. His kiss was sweet, but his fingers were needy. 

He touched my pussy from below, and I moaned when he coated his fingers in me. 

"Goddamn, always so fucking wet," he muttered in my ear. "You want me to help your poor little pussy, tesoro? You want me to make it feel all better?"

"Yeah," I managed on a whisper.

"Words. Don't make me punish you. We've barely started."

"Yes, Daddy. Make it better, please," I begged shamelessly.

"Very well," he replied in a low, hoarse voice.

He got up, wrapping his fingers in my hair. I yelped when he forced me to my knees.

"Sit on the bed," he said, guiding me over. "Wait while I get something to tie you up with."

So he'd been serious. He really wanted me fucking helpless, tied into a position he liked best and ready to be abused.

He left the room and I waited, shaking on the edge of the bed.

A moment later he was back, holding thick ribbons of red satin and smirking at me when I blushed.

"Shy all of a sudden?" he asked. "Don't kid yourself, tesoro. We both know you're slutty as can be when I'm around."

I giggled and we shared a special moment of warmth before he came forward, grabbing my feet and wrapping them with the satin, which he attached to the bed frame. My wrists followed, and he tied the ribbon to the bedpost tightly. I was stretched open, my body brazenly on display. 

Ryker seemed pleased by that, smirking before digging in the toy drawer.

"Don't," I begged him. "I need you to fuck me. I can't take it anymore."

"Not yet," he replied, joining me by the bed.

When I saw what he was holding, I moaned in protest, but we both knew I wanted it. I couldn't even make myself ask him to stop.

He pressed the wand to my pussy, using more of the satin to tie it firmly to my leg, the head probing my clit.

I begged with my eyes that time, but he was adamant. He was going to do this.

He turned the wand on and I saw stars, moans ripping themselves from my mouth as the toy began its torture.

"Oh, poor little treasure," Ryker chuckled darkly. "It's only on the lowest speed. Maybe we should let you enjoy this for a while. Or do you want more already?"

"M-more," I stuttered, my eyes on his with a desperation I was no longer ashamed of. "Please, Daddy, I need more."

He increased the speed and my body tried to bend around the toy, but I was tied too firmly in place. It was exhausting, unbearable and intensely enjoyable at the same time. My body shivered, my teeth chattering as the wand continued its assault.

Ryker began stripping next to me until he was naked, his thick cock in his strong hands making my mouth water.

"Watch," he growled, and my gaze bounced between his dick and his eyes while he stroked himself.

He pleasured his cock with jerky strokes that made me want to break through the ties more than ever. I wanted him, needed him, craved his touch with every stroke of his cock and every vibration from the insistent toy between my legs. My orgasm was building, threatening to wash over me any second. I needed him to stop this, to finally fuck me and fill me with the cum I so desperately needed.

"Please, Ryker!" I called out.

He turned the toy to the highest setting, glaring down at me. His cock was dripping, a tear of precum building on the tip and slowly sliding down the shaft.

"What did you call me?"

"Ry-Ryker," I whispered. "I'm sorry, Daddy."

"You better be," he growled. "Or I'll make you call me Daddy everywhere we go. Would you like that, my little treasure? You want Daddy to humiliate you so people stare?"

"No," I cried. 

My orgasm was inevitable, the pleasure already ripping through my body while I moaned for him to go on.

He wrapped his fingers softly around my throat, his other hand pumping his cock while we watched one another.

"You want to call me Daddy everywhere? In restaurants? During business meetings? You want people wandering why you're doing it? Realizing you're just a dirty little slut who'd do anything for me?"

"No," I begged, closing my eyes tightly.

"Look at me!" he roared, and I opened them again, a whimper escaping my lips as I stared at him. "Good fucking girl. That's better, isn't it? Are you going to drink my cum?"

"No," I whispered. "I want it inside me. Please, I want it in my pussy."

"You can forget about that," he grunted. "Bad girls don't get it in their pussy. Be grateful I'm letting you fucking lick it up."

"Daddy," I said, and he offered me a half smile.

"That's right. Open up, tesoro. Let me fill that throat up."

My lips parted and he jerked his cock right over them while the toy continued its assault. Soon enough, he grunted and his cock spurted thick, creamy cum all over my tits, chin and mouth.

I was eager to clean it up, my tongue going out as far as it possibly could, moaning when I tasted his saltiness. 

Ryker growled as he watched me.

"I need more," he said, and my heart skipped a beat. "It's not enough. I need more of you. I need all of you. Are you going to let me have it?"

"Yes," I whimpered. "Anything you want, I'll let you have anything you have."

"Good girl."

He untied me, his cock still hard and throbbing between his legs, then tied the satin ribbons in bows around my arms and feet.

"Get on your hands and knees," he ordered, and I obeyed, my limbs shaking in anticipation. "Good girl. Now take the wand and hold it on your clit."

I did as he said, my body sagging against the wand as I played with it. Ryker climbed on the bed behind me, his thick hardness against my ass.

"Please, Daddy," I begged him. "I need you to fuck me. I'll do anything for it. For your cock. For your cum. Please, Daddy. Oh God! Daddy!"

He'd pushed his cock inside me, in my ass. I panted, but he grabbed the hand holding the wand and pressed down harder. I moaned, my ass pushing back greedily against his cock when I came.

The orgasm crashed over me in waves, and I was barely aware of the wand, focusing only on Ryker and his cock in my ass. He kept pushing in as far as it would go, then spitting down on my crack. His cock made a wet sound as it entered me and I shivered. I wanted him. Needed him.

"You like that?" he asked hoarsely. "You like having Daddy's cock in that tight little ass, tesoro?"

"Yes, Daddy," I whispered. "I love it. God, I love it."

He started riding me slowly, inch after inch pushing inside my tight hole, and I let him have it all. It wasn't making love this time, it was just fucking. Using me like his toy. But because I knew he loved me, it was that much sweeter, and my body succumbed to his touch freely.

"Daddy," I whispered. "Keep fucking me. I want cum in my ass."

"Yeah?" he asked, gently slapping one cheek and then the other. "Keep playing with that fucking wand, you little slut. Keep coming until I tell you to stop."

I nodded my eager approval and turned the wand on higher until I brought myself to another orgasm, a third one crashing over me a second later. I was exhausted, panting and desperate for more of him. His cum that I hadn't managed to lick up yet glistened on my chest and all over my face.

"Daddy," I cried out. "Please, enough."

"No," he growled. "I want five. Keep fucking going."

Tears slipped out of my eyes but I was unable to resist him—because I wanted it just as much. I toyed with the wand, bringing my pussy to two more orgasms while he fucked me relentlessly. The feeling of having something inside that hole was intense, filling me with shaky, needy pleasure.

"God! Please, Daddy! Give me my cum!"

He fucked me faster, wrapping his hands around my hips, holding me closer to him. My back arched and I kissed him while he fucked me on all fours, needy, desperate mouths latching onto one another and devouring what the other had to give.

I felt him coming then, thick liquid spilling from the tip of his cock and making me feel fuller than I ever had before. He kept going, thrusting deeper and deeper while I crashed in his arms, hut he held my helpless body up, not stopping until he filled me to the brim.

He pulled his cock out and cum spurted out of me in a thick waterfall, running down my ass and dripping onto the sheets.

"Good fucking girl," Ryker muttered in my ear. "Now I've taken all of your virginities, haven't I?"