Daddy's Little Whore
Daddy’s Little Whore – Part 26

CLINT’s POV

As I sat behind my mahogany desk, my eyes remained fixed on Keira, who was seated right in front of me. For some reason, I could not take my eyes off her, even for a second. I could tell from her reactions that my gaze made her turned on, but seeing her reactions was quite delightful to me.

My eyes travelled from her plump, perfectly shaped lips to her cleavage, which was out on display due to the V cut dress she had on. As a s*x therapist, there was a list of boundaries you do not cross with your client. But Keira had something about her, something that broke my steely walls down. Besides, I was only going along with her healing method.

While keeping eye contact with her, I slowly got out of my chair, and began to walk toward her.

“I like that idea,” Keira’s voice broke through the silence and tension that had settled on between us.

She looked up at me, eye lash fluttering in such a flirty manner. I stood tall in front of Keira, as she remained seated. My eyes took in her body once more, every dip and every curve was a magnificent sight to behold.

I reached out and grazed my finger tips on her arm. I watched her flinch, and a smirk curled up my lips. I trailed my fingers up her arm all the way to her shoulder, teasingly, until I got to her chin. I held her chin in between my fingers and lowered my face towards her.

“What do you say about putting you to the test?” I asked, my eyes still fixed on her intently.

Keira held my gaze, but looked away after a second. She parted her lips to speak, and I watched them quiver.

“What exactly do you have in mind?”

I chuckled and lowered my lips to her ear.

“You know exactly what I have in mind, otherwise you will not be here, in my study, wearing a very slutty dress,” I whispered.

I withdrew and gazed at her once again. Keira’s cheeks were now flushed a bright red and she looked at me with wide eyes. I took a step back from her and folded my arms.

“On your feet,” I commanded.

Keira got up from the chair slowly and I smirked once again. Seeing how obedient she was sent a thrill down my spine. I moved closer to her and could hear the intensity of her breathing. I placed my hands on her waist and pulled her closer to me.

She let out a gasp and her cheeks flushed even more.

“I am glad we are on the same page now,” Her voice quivered.

I ran my large hand over the small of her back and chuckled.

“This treatment is only for dirty and slutty women like you Keira,” I cooed.

I let go of her and folded my hands once more.

“Strip,” I boomed.

Keira moved her hands to the back of her dress and began to unzip it. The dress toppled down to the floor and my eyes began to take in her half naked body. Her skin was fair and as beautiful as porcelain. Her French cut bra, and lace panties hugged her figure, making her look unbearably irresistible.

The more I gazed at her, the more I had the urge to break her, and destroy her completely, with my large d**k in her pulsing wet p***y.

“Bend over on my desk,” I commanded once again.

Keira bit her lower l*p and walked over to the table. She did as I said and bent down on the table, her round a*s in the air. I walked over to her and beheld the sight before me. I chuckled and grazed my finger tips over her bare back.

“Now, let us begin. I will start with a few questions,” I moved closer to her.

Keira nodded. She had stopped breathing.

“How many times have you had s*x this week?” I inquired.

There was a brief silence that lasted longer than I had anticipated. I scoffed and ran my hands over the surface of Keira’s plump buttocks.

“When I ask a question, you answer,” I rumbled and landed a hard smack against the surface of her butt cheek.

Keira let out a small yelp and her body trembled.

“Answer me, how many times have you had s*x this week?”

“I-I have not, daddy,” she stuttered.

“And why not, Keira?”

I sent another hit on her butt cheeks, and this time, a soft m**n escaped her lips. “Hmmmm.” Hearing her pleasured voice bounce off the walls of my study sent goose bumps running up my skin.

“Because I want only your c**k so bad. That is why I came to you drunk last night hoping you would f**k me out of my misery.”

“You have been a very naughty girl, Keira, and you deserve punishment,” I said with a chuckle.

I slid down her panties and to my surprise, her thighs were damp and quivering before me. I chuckled once again.

“Looks like someone enjoyed that all too well,” I cooed into her ears.

Keira’s lips trembled but she nodded slowly, her eyes meeting mine.

“I deserve to be punished,” she whispered.

I raised an eyebrow at her.

“So you want my c**k this bad? Seems like you are more slutty than I imagined.”

I pulled down the zipper of my jeans and revealed my hard, throbbing length.

“Spread your legs,” I ordered.

Keira spread her quivering thighs even further and I positioned my hard length at the entrance of her feminine portal.

“Ah…f**k yes.”

I slapped her a*s. “What did I say about calling me daddy?”

I began to move into her slowly and Keira’s m***s grew louder.

“Yes daddy…just like that. Faster please.”

I slammed into her completely and a g***n escaped my lips. Her warmth had engulfed my manhood completely and it dared to drive me wild with pleasure. I withdrew my length from her honey pot and slammed home again.

“Oh shit. Harder daddy, harderrrrrr.” Keira’s spewed m***s as I thrust into her. I chuckled and grabbed a handful of her hair.

“You like that don’t you, slut?” I said and thrust into her continuously.

My primitive desires were taking over and tugging on her hair even harder. With my free hand, I smacked her buttocks and Keira’s m***s got even louder.

“What are you?” I bellowed, pounding her slick cunt without mercy.

“A s-slut,” she replied in between m***s.

I slapped her butt cheek once again as I kept thrusting into her with a wild desire. I felt myself reaching the apex, and my h**s began to move widely.

“Shit shit shit. Keiraaaa.” After a few more thrusts, I reeled over the edge, climaxing. Keira convulsed beneath me, and climaxed at the same time.

I let go of her hair and withdrew my c**k. A smile curled up my lips as I picked a flustered Keira into my arms.

“This is just the beginning,” I whispered into her ear as we exited the study.