When we got home that night, I couldn't stay away from her. On the boat, thoughts of fucking her clouded my vision, and she seemed to know, giving me demure little smiles as we headed back into the house.

"I need you," I whispered in her ear, walking a step behind her. "I need to fuck you." I cupped her ass and she jumped a little, making me twitch in my pants. "Go to our bedroom," I growled. "Get on all fours. Naked. Wait for me."

She shivered, giving me a barely perceptible nod before disappearing toward our bedroom.

I walked into my office, pouring myself a scotch and thinking about all the ways I could use her. She was going to hate me almost as much as she loved me for what I had in mind.

I waited a couple of minutes before walking to the bedroom, opening the door softly. When I turned the light on, she gasped as if I'd made physical contact.

It took a few steps to reach her. She was naked like I'd asked, her back arched and her ass presented to me in a way that made my mouth water. 

"Fuck," I groaned. "Do you know how fucking good you look, pretty little treasure?"

"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered, making my cock twitch yet again.

"You like showing off, don't you? You love making me hard."

"I do."

"Tell me what you are." I trailed my fingers down her spine, stopping right above her ass. 

She was shivering, panting heavily. I'd barely even touched her, but the pure reaction of her body to my words made me harder than ever, my cock straining against my pants. I wanted to be free of the fabric, free to fuck her in all the ways that would make me blow my load inside her tight, juicy cunt.

"I'm a slut," she told me. "I'm your slut, Daddy."

"What a good girl." I gently caressed her ass before spanking her hard.

She yelped, doing fucking damage to my cock with the sweet, submissive sounds she was making. This wasn't just going to be hard for her—it was already fucking killing me.

"You misbehaved today," I reminded her. "You left without my permission."

"Don't punish me. Don't tell me you won't fuck me."

"No? You want to be fucked, tesoro?"

"Yes," she whined. "I need to be fucked."

"Your wish is my command. But we do need to punish you, don't we?"

A short pause before she breathed, "Yes."

"I think I have just the thing in mind. You're going to be fucked like the gorgeous little slut you are, but I'm not going to let you come. Not even once, tesoro."

"Not once?" she asked shakily, her eyes trying to find mine.

I turned her head back so she wouldn't see me, and she moaned in protest.

"No. Not once."

"O-okay."

I reached between her legs, touching my fingertips to her pussy. Her whole body sagged, desperate to pull me inside her sweet wetness.

"Ah ah ah. Remember what we said." She whimpered as I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "From today on, you only come with my permission."

"For h-how long?"

"For how long?" I caressed her ass cheek again. "For-fucking-ever, tesoro, that's how long."

I slapped her ass and she came apart beneath me, her moans so erotic I thought my pants would burst at the seams.

Gripping her throat, I made her look at me. Her eyes were so very desperate.

"Oh, tesoro," I said. "I almost feel sorry for what you'll have to endure, but not enough to stop. I'm going to enjoy this. Say ‘thank you, Daddy.’"

"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered. 

"Good girl."

I opened her pussy up, making her arch her back even more.

"No coming," I reminded her, my middle finger finding its way into her tight channel. "Don't you fucking dare, because I will spank that ass fucking black and blue if you do."

She was shivering, on the edge. I could tell she was close from the way her cunt desperately latched onto my finger, trying to pull it deeper.

Slowly, I started fucking her, and she moaned so loudly I thought the whole house would hear her. A blush spread all over her skin, and she let out the tiniest sob. 

"You're being so good for me, Ginger," I cooed. "Such a good girl, look at that. You're doing so well. You're not going to come now, tesoro. You're too good for that. You'll let me torture you as long as I fucking want, won't you, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Daddy," she moaned. "Anything you want.

"Good, because right now, I want to put three fingers in you. Would you like that?"

"Yes."

"Then beg for it. Fucking beg to be fucked with three of my fingers."

"I want three, Daddy. I want three fingers inside me. Please fuck me with three fingers, I'll do anything you want."

"Anything?" I asked, slipping a second finger into her cunt. "That's two, Ginger. Is it too much for my pretty little slut?"

"N-no. I need one more, Daddy. Please."

"You'll do anything I want?"

Her body stiffened under my hands as I reached forward, touching her tits, her perky nipples rock hard.

"Say it again. Say you'll do anything for a third finger. And that you won't come."

"I won't," she breathed. "I won't come, Daddy, as long as you want. I'll do anything. Please."

"For as long as I want? What if I said a year?"

She threw me an angry look that made me smirk at her.

"I decide, Ginger. What about a month? A month without the sweet release of an orgasm."

"No," she cried out, her desperate hips starting to ride my hand. "Don't do it, Daddy. I'll come in secret."

"Then I'll fucking tie your hands together every time I leave," I growled. "I'll make sure you're fucking being watched too. A naked little whore, all tied up, writhing in her bed. I'll make you wait like that for a month."

"No!"

"Yes," I hissed.

She was moaning so loudly it was echoing in the fucking room.

"Okay," she whispered suddenly, and I pushed deeper into her, making her call my name.

"Okay what?" I asked, one hand on her tits, the other knuckle deep in her hot cunt.

"Okay, you can do that to me, Daddy."

I laughed out loud. "You're such a good fucking girl, tesoro. Ready to be fucked?"

"Yes," she breathed.

I pulled my hand out and she cried out at the loss of my fingers. In moments, I'd pulled my cock free and positioned it at her dripping pussy.

"There we go," I said, pushing the tip inside. "Is that enough, Ginger? Is that enough cock for Daddy's hungry little slut?"

"No," she rasped. "I need more cock, Daddy, please!"

I went deeper, her walls tightening on my cock until she let out a guttural moan. Wrapping my fingers around her neck tightly, I squeezed her just a little bit. I could tell she was close, skirting right next to the edge with a chance that she would just tumble over any second.

"Fucking beautiful," I said in her ear. "Just look at you, you little whore. You'd do anything right now. Anything I told you."

"Always," she whispered, and I started fucking her, in and out, motions that made her let out soft little screams. "Always. Anything."

"Always?"

"Whenever you want, I'll always do what you tell me. I want you to have control. I want you to decide. I want to belong to you. I want you to own me. My life belongs to you."

Her words made me stop, but her desperate mewls made me start fucking her again. My cock was throbbing, my heart swelling with the love I had to her. It was incomparable to any other feeling I'd ever had. I was head over heels, irrevocably, unforgivably in love with her. And she was never leaving my side. She'd given me her free will, her fucking life, to do with as I pleased. It was the truest form of belonging I'd ever seen.

"My whore," I said against the shell of her ear. "My beautiful little treasure. My Ginger. My wife-to-be. I love you. Love you. Fucking love you, Ginger."

"Daddy," she cried out. "I love you too."

"Even when I don't let you come?" I tortured her further. "Even when I fuck you without giving you a single orgasm? Do you love me then, Ginger?"

She bit her lips, her nails digging into the sheets. I knew the signs, knew she was trying to stop the oncoming orgasm from wrecking her body. I was so fucking proud of her.

"Always."

"You're going to hate me in a second," I warned her before starting to fuck her harder than ever. 

I couldn't have stopped if I'd wanted to. She was a warm, wet little hole, my delicious little treat, my forbidden fruit, my fucking property. I knew I was going to come, but she didn't get to. She was just going to take it. Take me.

I moaned when I felt my cock leaking, staying still while she cried out.

"Keep fucking me, Daddy," she begged.

I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back until her desperate eyes connected with mine.

"Mine," I growled proprietorially, kissing her lips like a man possessed while I emptied my cock in her cunt.

She started sobbing, no tears coming out, just the moment catching her unaware. I'd done this before, and watching her come apart while I filled her made me hard all over again. My innocent, sweet little whore. She was such a fucking beauty.

I pulled out gently and she mewled, so I pushed back in with just the tip, barely stroking her soaked walls.

"Don't stop," she begged. "Please, Daddy, keep going."

"You can't take any more or I would, tesoro. I swear to God I would."

I pulled out again and she gasped, her body giving out when I let go.

But I was back in seconds, laying her down on the bed gently, her pussy leaking with my seed.

"You're okay," I told her gently. "It's okay. I'm right here, and I'll help you."

"Okay," she whispered, her eyes faraway.

God, she was a fucking sight for sore eyes when she fell apart like that.

I kissed her lips more gently than I ever had, and after a few moments she started responding, hungry for more.

"Did you like that?" I asked her, and she nodded. "You like it when I torture you, tesoro?"

"Yes," she admitted. "I love it. Very much."

"Good girl."

In that moment, holding her in my arms, I knew I'd found my happily ever after. She was it for me, the end of the line. She was what I'd been searching for my entire life, and I was never going to stop loving her.

"I love you, Ginger," I whispered in her ear.

"I love you more, Daddy," she replied before her heavy eyes shut.