Daddy Won

Ayana opened her mouth as she revealed your cum in her mouth meaning that you had climaxed first and Daddy is the winner.

Cherry: “The winner is... my father, Daddy Dearest!”

These bitches were no joke as they quickly got both of you to your limits. But unfortunately, you had climaxed first as you lost the sex battle. Since you lost, Daddy pulled out his hardened cock from Hunni’s mouth as he walked over to Cherry and thrust his cock into her mouth since her daughter promised to suck the winner’s cock in front of the loser.

The crowd cheered and clapped as you sat there, defeated and embarrassed. Your eyes never left the sight of Cherry's mouth wrapped around her father's cock, feeling the sting of failure and the burning desire to claim her as your own.

He climaxed in her mouth as Daddy Dearest pulled out of Cherry's mouth with a pop, a smug smile spreading across his face as he looked at you as Cherry wiped his cum off her lips and he chuckled. Then he pinned her to the wall and fucked her.

Daddy: "Looks like you're going to be a little less... active for the next three months, boy."

Daddy snapped his fingers as one of the bitches during the challenge brought out the cock cage just for you as she handed over it to Daddy Dearest, but Daddy decide to add an insult to injury.

Daddy: “You know what, daughter I want you to put this on him for me!

He said as he put the cock cage in Cherry’s hand. She looked at you with a mix of pity and excitement, her cheeks slightly flushed from the events that had just unfolded. You felt your face redden as she approached you with the cage, knowing that the entire club was watching the spectacle.

With trembling hands, Cherry took your now limp member and began to squeeze it into the cage. The cold metal sent to chill through your spine as the cage clicked shut, and you felt the weight of your defeat press down on your crotch, a painful reminder of your loss. The crowd roared with laughter, some even taking out their phones to record the moment.

Daddy: “Now, get out of my club, boy!”

He said as he pointed at the exit, his victory over you clear as day as it was no point staying here now.

Keith: "Alright... I'll go."

You stand up, trying to keep your dignity intact as the cage cut into your skin, reminding you of your failure. You pull up your pants with as much grace as you can muster, avoiding eye contact with the snickering crowd as you make your way down the stairs and towards the exit. Each step feels heavier than the last, your mind racing with thoughts of what you could have done differently.

As you reach the bottom of the stairs, you notice a group of women taking photos and making insults about challenging a big stud like Daddy Dearest.

You pushed through the jeering crowd, the metal cage on your dick a painful and constant reminder of your loss. As you exited the club, the cool night air hit your face like a slap, grounding you in the reality of your situation. The neon lights of the club cast a garish glow on the alleyway as you took deep breaths, trying to compose yourself as you walk home.