Keith Won

Hunni opened her mouth as she revealed Daddy’s cum in her mouth meaning that Daddy Dearest had climaxed first and Keith is the winner.

Cherry: “The winner is Keith!”

These bitches were no joke as they quickly got both of you to your limits. But you manage to win and since you won, you decide to grab Ayana’s head and cum down the bitch’s throat before pulling your cock out from her mouth.

Cherry: "Congratulations Keith, from now on I’m your bitch as well as the bonus I had promised!"

With those words, she got down on her knees, as she opened her mouth and took your cock in her mouth with deep, sucking and slurping with the passion of a woman who truly knew her place as she doing in front of her father. The crowd cheered louder, their excitement reaching a fever pitch as they watched the stunning display of submission and power.

Keith felt a rush of triumph wash over him as he watched Cherry service him so eagerly. He knew that the other men in the club were watching with envy, knowing that she was now his to claim. His cock twitched with every stroke of her tongue, her eyes never leaving his as she worked him to another explosive orgasm. The taste of victory was as sweet as the cum that filled her mouth.

Daddy Dearest, on the other hand, took the loss with surprising grace. He knew the rules of the game and the stakes of the battle. With a sigh, he stepped aside and gestured to his daughter. "She's all yours, kid," he said with a hint of admiration in his voice. "Treat her like the slut she is."

After Daddy Dearest left and the applause died down, Cherry pulled away, her lips glistening with your cum. She licked her lips, a satisfied smile playing on her face as she looked up at you. She knew she had done well, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in her. You reached down and helped her to her feet, her body trembling slightly with the aftershocks of pleasure. You could see the hunger in her eyes, the need for more, but that would have to wait. You had made your point, and now it was time to claim your reward.

With a firm hand, you spun her around, her long, curly hair swirling around her as she gasped in surprise. You took a moment to admire her perfect ass, the cheeks round and firm, begging for your touch. You raised your hand and brought it down hard on her right cheek, the sound of the smack echoing through the now-silent club. She yelped and jumped, but didn't resist, her body instinctively responding to your dominance. You repeated the action on her left cheek, the skin turning a delightful shade of pink as she squirmed.

Keith: "You're mine now!"

You murmured, your voice thick with desire.

With a swift movement, you reached into your pocket and pulled out a velvet-covered choker adorned with a small, gleaming tag that read "Property of Keith." You wrapped it around her neck, securing it with a firm snap. The cool metal kissed her skin, leaving a stark contrast against her flushed neck. The crowd watched with bated breath as you claimed her, their eyes filled with envy and lust.

The music began to play once more, but this time it was a slow, seductive beat that seemed to pulse in time with your own racing heart. You led her by the choker to the VIP area of the club, the velvet rope parting for the new master and his prize. The plush couches and dim lights offered the perfect setting for what was to come. As you sat down, you pulled her onto your lap, her red dress riding up to reveal her matching g-string.