Dante Adds More Demands

I rolled over onto my back. Dante was putting his jacket on. He tossed the bottle of X-Change onto the floor beside me.

“I want you to take one before you come into work tomorrow. If you get here without a pussy between your legs, I’ll knock you out, understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Clean everything up before you go. This place should look spotless.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And wash those clothes I gave you. You’re wearing them again tomorrow, and I don’t want everyone knowing what a slut you are.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He squatted down by my shoulder, sized up my naked, ruined body. I hoped he would notice what an obedient slut I was being.

He spat in my face, “You’re pathetic.”

I moaned. Even fresh off an orgasm, my pussy ached for his cock.

Without another word, he walked out.