Definitely, be her fuck daddy

You enjoyed Ilse telling you to fuck harder, and deeper, but now, slowly, you adopted a role of fuck daddy. You enforced your role with comments like ‘You are a naughty girl’, ’you need daddy’s cock’ and ‘you missed your daddy’s dick’. Still no commands from Ilse…Ilse seemed to adopt a new personality. It was as if you had taken control of her mind and body with words she instantly recognised. You had to tred carefully as she tried to shake off your control, but you continued to fill her mind with words that she needed to hear. You had the reins.

She continued to fuck you back, but not because she was trying to win, she was now trying to please ‘her daddy’. Ilse waited on your every word 'Ilse, you're bad girl! Don’t make me punish you! When I demand it, you shall give me your cum!’ She responded by squeezing your cock tighter and tighter with each stroke as you filled her head with orders she could not refuse. “Oooohhhh, oooohhhhhh, ooooooohhhhh”, Ilse started moaning louder and louder as you pounded into her for all that you were worth.

“When I squeeze your nipples with my fingers little girl, you will give me the last of your cum, give me everything that you have left in you!”, you shouted at Ilse. Ilse wanted to please you, needed to please you, her daddy, more right now than she had ever before. When you pinched her nipples, her body was no longer under her rational control.

'FUUUCK YES! OOOH GOD! Fuck your little girl’s pussy! Use me like the bad girl that I am! You’re my daddy! FUCK!! You are! Ram your big daddy dick in my wet hungry fuckhole. Harder daddy! Use me daddy!'

'I’m cumming daddy, I’m cumming! AAAAAAHHH!' She blurted as her body did as it was told. You pumped your cock into Ilse until she could barely stand. Riding through her orgasm as you could barely hold your own.

Except for the heavy breathing, the room went quiet. You let Ilse go letting her slump to the floor. Ilse knew she had lost.

’Say that you submit to your daddy!’ you commanded. You had her under your control, she still needed to please her daddy. Slowly she turned to face you ‘I submit daddy’ she replied, her eyes cast downwards to your feet.

You had broken your sexual company rival. You had won a hard-fought battle to assume your rightful position as CEO. You were already forming plans for Ilse as you watched her lie on the floor trying to recover. Standing over her, you pumped your victory squirt on her body, the floor and the window. Now you could collapse on the floor next to her and let the victory sink in.

On Sunday you worked out the new mission statement for the company and were able to settle on arrangements beneficial to the company, Ilse and yourself.