Vyki directs the girl in the mirror

When he pulled on her hair, the adhesive easily pull her entire head taking her neck and body effortlessly for the ride. It wasn’t even her actual body that he grasped and he was already controlling her. His powerful hand against her throat made her feel as delicate as a twig he could snap with little effort.

Her brain was quickly lost, spiraling against the impossible proposal he offered. She could excuse earlier trysts as **** addled, lust filled, or misunderstanding; or at least putting herself in situations where she was left with little choice. But here she was given an explicit choice: fight & probably be concurred or submit willingly. She was the one in control, the one in power; earlier were just acts, escapades, pretending, she can’t let this continue; this had to stop.

‘You can’t beat him,’ another voice creeps up in her head. She was momentarily perplexed by the shift. The man is massive; even though he is only a few inches taller, he is built & trained in fighting and take down, he will wipe the floor with you leaving you bruised battered and defeated,’ the voice reasoned.

‘But I can’t just roll over like some wimp,’ she pleaded with herself.

‘You don’t have to,’ the voice cryptically mentioned. She looked at herself in the mirror wondering how mad she had gotten when she remembered Ashley’s words, ‘make the girl in the mirror do whatever you want.’

Vyki continued to reason with herself, ‘you don’t have to give up control, just make the girl submit. Think about what you would want a girl to do, and you make her do it. You maintain control and get out of this without being beaten up, even if it is in ‘play’.’

No, I can get him to see this was just a misunderstanding. ‘Ya, and how long of him thinking that is just you playing into the take down as he puts you into pretzel and take down scenes? You know exactly how easy it is to slap and even beat someone without causing long term damage or even bruising for someone who is trained, and you know good & well it's more his forte than yours ever was. You don’t stand a chance and will ultimately lose control completely.’

‘No, you can maintain control here,’ the devil on her shoulder reasoned to her. ‘Look at that hot, sexy, slut in the mirror. She loved giving her partner pleasure, feeling her Daddy use her tight little ass for his pleasure, licking and devouring his cum. You know she’s horny as hell; edging for a week with all that built up sexual tension. She’ll love it; make the slut submit to him and you’ll cum out on top for sure.’

Lou tweaks his hand around her upper throat to drive the point home, “last chance, girl.”

‘Do it, slut!’ Vyki said to the red head staring back at her as the girl choked out, “use me.”

Lou was a little disappointed he wasn’t going to get to try a good workout with her and kind of disappointed, but relaxed his grip again as he prompted her again, “what was that?”

Swallowing hard, Vyki looked at Lou’s hungry eyes in the mirror and thought of what she would want to hear and said in as sultry as she could muster, “use this slut for your pleasure, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” Lou said before releasing his grip & dropping his hands to his side letting girl, “show me; get ready for ‘Daddy’.”

Slowly leaning forward, she watches the girl in the mirror playing out her own voyeuristic fantasy as she mentally directs the slut to do her bidding. Walking her hands forward, arching her back as she shifted her knees out, spreading her shoes to give him plenty of room to slide in behind her. Placing her collar bone on the mattress, she tosses her hair with a flick of her head as she looks back at her partner. ‘Beg him,’ she tells herself. “Please, Daddy, use this little cum slut; fuck her until you cum. Let the slut please you.”

“Well, when you put it that way,” Lou says mischievously. “Wait right there; don’t move.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Vyki says feeling the bed rise as he stands up away from the bed. She can’t help but whimper as the bed displaces her, and she feels elusive hold on control slipping further away as Lou guides the pace.

Hearing him fiddle with something a coat rack, she then recognizes the familiar rip of a plastic covering. “Have to stay safe,” he says as she sees him slide a prophylactic down his cock; her sphincter twitches in anticipation and remembrance, and she chides herself for reacting so wantonly before pointing out that’s exactly what she’d want her girl to do.

She could feel his weight shift the bed again as she looked in the mirror seeing him line up behind her raised cheeks. “I really like those lines you were practicing early in the van,” Lou mentioned as he casually lined up his shielded cock between her cheeks, resting the tip on her opening as he rubbed oil up and down the length working the girth back into it. “The one about being available anywhere, anytime; what was that?”

Vyki’s pulse was quickening in anticipation feeling the cool liquid dripping onto the ring of her warm hole; she quickly ran through her vocal training to find the line he meant. Landing on it, she spoke up, “you mean, 'a good slut makes sure she is eagerly available anywhere, anytime,’ Daddy?”

Lightly pressing his lubricated tip on her entrance, “if you’re going to say, slut, mean it,” Lou scolded.

Vyki moans a bit as a shiver runs up her spine, as she tries to emphatically state, “a good slut makes sure she is eagerly.... ohhh,” she said as she felt his tip press in and panted feeling him expand her entrance. However, he paused. Vyki sat there panting for a bit before she felt his tip slide back out and couldn’t stop the whimper from escaping and looked up at the mirror to see his face. Seeing his smirk as he pulled back, he knew he was planning something.

“I didn’t tell you to stop, slut.” Lou chided. “Start again.”

Swallowing the accumulated moisture in her mouth, Vyki started again “A good slut makes sure she is eagerly.... mmm,” she feels him enter again and pauses only briefly to moan as she continues, “available anywhere, anytime.” She feels him continue to push in further as she continues the line. However, as she finishes and pants, she feels him pause and doesn’t move even though he cannot be more than halfway in. She looks at his reflection pleading with his eyes.

“If you want me to keep going, you need to keep going, slut.” Lou commanded.

Vyki’s muscles twitched at the obvious shift from the semi-innocent ‘baby girl’ to his continued use of the blatantly sexual ‘slut’ indicating his perspective. ‘You wanted to be in ‘control’, bitch’, her inner voice chided, ‘he’s letting you control the pace; your control freak should be pleased.’ Taking a deep breath, she continued “I want to be a good slut.” Feeling his girth slide in as she talked, she kept going. “I am a ... oh... good slut.” she eked out with an interruption as she felt him bottom out in her ass in the middle of her statement. Feeling him tickle her prostate with his cock she could feel her heightened arousal reignite and continued her routine.

True to his statement, Lou continued sliding out and in her ass as her vocal training kept going, never quite letting the tip fully leave her canal. However, he noticed she slid back to saying it from rote memory and swatted her ass while he was halfway in her, relishing her flex around his cock. “Do not slack off on me, slut. Say it like you mean it.”

Vyki was questioning her decision to give herself over. This may not have been her best course and she questioned how much she was really controlling the girl in the mirror. Even as she felt him twitching inside her, she tried to figure out somewhat to extricate herself. However, her thought process was interrupted by another swift swat to the ass, which was immediately followed by him grabbing a fist full of hair at the back of her skull and forcing her to face the mirror.

“Look that girl in the eye and convince her of what you’re saying, slut,” Lou said forcefully bent over her, his cock pulsing in her ass.

Straining from her stressed neck, Vyki squeaked out, “Consuming cum … ugh...” she could feel him pushing in again, “is the ultimate sign of pleasing... mmmm,” a ripple ran up her spine as he bottoms out again, “your partner.”

“Good girl,” Lou congratulated her, “Keep going. Make her believe every one of those, baby girl.”

“Cum is so precious...” Vyki continued looking in her reflected eyes as Lou kept thrusting in and out of her. She was trying to tell herself that what he was doing wasn’t feeling good; she was trying to tell herself these were just words; she was telling herself she was hoping this would be done soon. She was quickly losing herself in the delusions.

Lou found her flexes of her internal muscles on his cock enrapturing and intoxicating. He loved her getting deeper into her statements. With every line, her panting was getting heavier, the words more separated but also more emphatic.

Vyki felt herself getting hotter and more euphoric with every thrust. She found herself trying to focus on her words, but every time she felt herself drifting, he would swat her ass. The sensations running through her body caused her rod to twitch and grow in its prison. She felt pressure building in her groin.

She suddenly felt herself growing closer to an explosion she hadn’t felt in so long. The fog in her brain was growing thicker fed by the lust and the passion, but as she finished, “... bring pleasure to their partner.” A phrase suddenly popped in her head. Her brain lagged to process and how to deal with it until she finally spouted out, “I’m close.”

Lou’s pace had increased to the point where he was moving quickly, but realized she stopped. He wasn’t ready to slow down, but he didn’t hear what she said. “What was that, baby girl?”

Vyki continued to try to push by the impending explosion even under his onslaught as she managed to squeak out, “I’m close, Daddy! Please stop”

Lou continued push with even more fervor as he said, “you know you don’t want to, baby girl.”

Vyki could feel the desire to finish it, but she didn’t want to lose the high or regret it after. “Please... want to enjoy.”

Lou gripped onto her hips even harder and began pounding over & over feeling his own release approaching. “You will.”

Vyki felt the pressure growing on the edge, she could see the precipice and it kept getting closer. The fear, the dread, and exhaustion were clear on her face. It was nearly there, and she couldn’t find a way out, but she couldn’t find the way to stop herself.

Then it happened.

Vyki’s vision blurred as her groin exploded. The euphoria rushing over her body and across her mind pushed her to heights she hadn’t felt in days; perhaps longer. More so it continued to grow even as her mind swam in blissful sea of sensations.

She slowly felt the fog fading and dreaded the downhill spiral even as she felt her partner pounding her harder and harder. She didn’t want to interrupt his pleasure, but she was worried she wouldn’t be able to keep enjoying it.

Yet, to her utter surprise, she felt her high grow more. It dawned on her, she wasn’t dropping but rising. She began to push back against him, meeting his thrusts. She could feel her joy growing again and she wanted her partner to feel it too. She felt him slowing down and started pushing back harder against him. She looked up at his face through loose strands of her hair and saw his lips moving, it was only then that she realized he was saying something. Taking time to focus her energy to process his voice even as her body continued to rock back and forth around his cock.

Lou realized she was finally listening to him again and repeated, “did you come for Daddy, baby girl?” as he slowed his pistonning delaying his own third release into her tonight.

Vyki finally registered Daddy’s question but couldn’t find the know how to reply so just nodded her head.

“Good girl,” he said pulling her in hard slamming home eliciting a moan. “Do you regret it?”

Vyki couldn’t imagine regretting this feeling and violently shook her head ‘No’.

“Do you want to feel it again?”

Another violent nod as she wiggled her hips against his firm grip trying to rub her groin against his cock.

“Good slut,” pulling out and slamming hard back resulting in a deeper moan from her. “You going to be Daddy’s good cum slut?” as he reignited his thrusts in & out.

Vyki nodded her head vigorously.

Lou began pushing his thrusts even faster and could see her eyes rolling back. Lou knew his eruption was near.

Vyki’s mind felt explosions again as her groin spasmed with another orgasm spreading bliss over her body.

Lou felt her body go limp even as she moaned with every one of his thrusts. He could see drool coming from her open mouth as she continued to take him again and again. It drove him closer and knowing she was enjoying this and clearly going through another orgasm. With a few final thrusts, he finally came deep inside her.

Vyki’s first indication something was up when she identified Daddy had stopped moving, but that still took several breaths to register it. As she looked up in the mirror, she saw Daddy had a most blissful look on his face. When that was followed shortly by body shuddering as she felt his cock twitch insider her, she finally registered he came inside her. A sense of pride washed over her but was quickly replaced by an urgent need to satisfy him. ‘Daddy’s good cum slut,’ washed through her mind.

Feeling that his grip had loosened, she quickly pulled away from him and spun around. Seeing his cock hanging free as his head rolled around languidly, she crawled forward and carefully removed his condom and licked up & down the length of his cock removing the savior coating.

When her tongue and lips went over his cock, Lou’s mind registered her activity and smiled down petting her head, “Daddy’s good cum slut.”

Vyki moaned happily as she cleaned up & down his cock at his praise. She continued to clean Daddy thoroughly.

Looking around her hair, he could see a small puddle beneath where they had been. “baby girl, it looks like cum had leaked out below us. Take care of that.”

Again, a small sense of panic went through Vyki’s overloaded mind awash with chemicals and euphoria; she was barely able to process a single line of thought at the moment and it was worried she was going to lose this euphoria if she failed at her task and lost or wasted his cum. Reluctantly, she slid off from his cock and found the pool of cum. Her brain did process that this tasted different than straight from Daddy, but quickly dismissed wondering if it was from cooling, the sheets, or something as that was just too hard to consider as she focused on lapping and sucking it up.

Lou was amazed at watching her devoted clean up and could feel more arousal growing in him, but his own logical mind was reminding him he needed rest, and he could feel the fatigue rolling in on his brain as the adrenaline began to wane. Standing up off the bed, he double checked his alarm, and gave him another 30 minutes he felt he could compensate & rush for later. Turning back to the bed, he could see the red head still lapping at the comforter, her ass stuck in the air glistening with sweat with each jiggle; cursing his need to be responsible as his very pleased, deflating cock twitched. Pulling the sheets down far enough to get some access, but leaving her wet spot away, he gently lifted the dazed girl up and slid her under the covers. Seeing a bit of worry over her face and a whimper, he reassured her, “you did a good job, baby girl,” as he slid in under the covers behind her.

Vyki was sure she had failed at her task as she was pulled away into the air as she felt his strong arms, however when she heard his soothing voice and felt his body spooning against her, she relaxed and rubbed into his body. Feeling his cooling cock between her cheeks, she shifted her hips trying to warm him up and make herself available to him by lining up her hole.

“As tempting as that is, baby girl, we need to get sleep.” Lou couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at the newly born slut’s groan of disappointment. “I have an alarm to get up in a little while after we’ve had a chance to nap.”

Vyki was so thankful to have such a smart Daddy to think for her and said “yes, Daddy,” as she hugged his arm that was draped over her in comforting safety as she moaned happily thinking of what all she could do for Daddy after their nap to please him in their next round of love making.

Lou was momentarily shocked to hear her natural voice return, but he knew it meant her spray had probably worn off. He momentarily worried Paul would be upset by the course of things and break away but feeling her cheeks flex around his cock as her hips rocked back into him, washed away those worries as he relaxed enjoying the beauty cuddled into him.

Within in moments the couple’s day came to an end in each other’s arms as sleep finally overtook each of them; match euphoric smiles on their faces.