by Writing Shark
A really good day for Danika
You watch with amusement as Danika runs around the hotel room, excited like a child on Christmas morning. Completely naked, the sticky traces of your fun from last night still glistening between her legs, she completely ignores you as she speaks excitedly in her native language into the cell phone you lend her. While your eager little whore talks to her mother, her voice excited, her eyes already bright and awake so early in the morning, her smile warm and her silvery hair tousled, you try to count your money.
But while Danika is having a really great morning, her mother in Russia, confirming that a strange man has sent her a huge sum of money, you find it difficult to count. You have more money than you could ever spend, not only your father’s money and the company’s, but your own too. But above all, it is Danika’s jiggling, firm butt and the occasional flash of her still slightly reddened labia that distracts you in the best possible way.
Finally, your whore hangs up, looks at the cell phone and presses it between her soft breasts with the large areolas and your handprints on them. Then she turns to you.
“I can’t believe it,” she says and laughs happily. Then she hands you the phone and you put it on the table next to you. As your property, you don’t allow Danika a cell phone or contact with the outside world that you haven’t approved and that is a topic that you will now address.
“You better believe it,” you smile. “Your mother is debt-free.” Then your face turns to stone. You wanted a girl with no ties. “And you can do whatever you want now.” You lean back a little in the chair you are sitting on while Danika stands naked and used in the middle of the room.
“What do you mean, Daddy?” she asks, looking a little unsure. You lean forward in your chair.
“By that I mean that you now have two options.” While Danika was snuggling up to you that night, you thought about the plan. “Option one. You wash my sperm off your body, get dressed and Teddy drives you to the airport. It will be a little difficult but with a few connecting flights you will eventually land in Moscow. From there you will continue by train and a few hours later you will be home with your family.” That should be enough but Danika shows no reaction. You, on the other hand, look at her youthful, incredibly endowed body, perhaps for the last time. “This will be my last gift to you.” Danika blinks, shakes her head slightly. Then she takes a step towards you, hesitantly, as if she doesn’t understand what you are trying to tell her. “You are free then, Danika. I’ll let you go if you want to.” She looks at you with her faithful, beautiful, deep eyes and says something in Russian that you don’t understand. She repeats it in English.
“And the other option?”
“Is an option I didn’t think you’d take,” you admit. But Danika continues to look at you, beautiful and used and naked. It’s her body, just like your caring feelings for this girl, that make you speak. “The second option is the last choice you’ll make in your life. The choice to belong to me. And then I’ll decide. You’ll be my whore, work for me, fuck for me and live for me. If you make that choice, I’ll fuck you right now.” You move your head slightly. “There on the bed. Then I’ll fuck you again, across this room. After that, you’ll wash and get dressed and we’ll go shopping. That will also be a gift to you. New clothes. You can pic, I approve. The main thing is that they fit in with your new life as my little willing whore.”
And then you watch the Russian girl as she first thinks and then decides. You give her time, but she doesn’t take long. You ask again, one last time, but her answer remains the same.
“I already have decided in Slatko’s room,” says Danika. “Kyle.”
And as a good pimp, you naturally keep your word and take good care of your property. You grab the slim girl by her hair, hold her by her neck and throw her onto the bed with gentle force. You show her who she belongs to, that she is now the property of someone who will take good care of her.
You take care of her by fucking her standing on the bed, tits pressed against the wall, your cock in her pussy as her juices drip onto the pillow. Your hands grab her heavy breasts and as you knead her flesh she turns her head and kisses you deeply on the mouth.
“I’m yours Daddy” she moans with her Russian accent and her delicate voice that give her the soft appearance of a nice girl while your balls bounce against the spot where her thighs join. “You own me… yes… but please… Own me Daddy. Own your little slut. My pussy is all yours Daddy!”
You grab her by the hair and push her onto the bed. Then you reach roughly under her, push her head down with one hand and reach between her legs with the other. Her sweet moans fill the room as you kiss and dig into her pussy. You smear her juice over her winking asshole.
“And your ass,” you grin and sink into her in a fluid motion.
“Huurghyeees Daddy! You own my ass as well. You own all of me Daddy! I’m your little slut Sir.”
With that, you lift her up without further ado. Fuck the bed, you want to fuck her everywhere.
You fuck her in the ass with her knees on the chair. You fuck her with her ass on the table, wipe the bills on the ground while your cock in her hole makes her sing. You stuff her mouth by jamming her head between the window and your body and pressing her hair flat against the glass. Her saliva drips in long strands between her tits and then, still in front of the glass, serves as lubricant for your cock between her tits.
“Thank you so much Daddy” Danika exclaims as her hands squeeze her breasts together, offering you a tight, saliva-drenched canal. “Thank you for keeping me. Thank you for owning me. Thank you that I’m yours Daddy.”
“Where does my little slut want Daddy’s load?” you ask pimping wildly.
“Wherever Daddy wants” Danika coos seductively as she looks up at you and smiles at you kindly.
“Open your mouth” you moan and fuck faster between her tits while Danika parts her lips and sticks out her tongue for you. She pants a little and her body shakes under your thrusts, but it’s very clear how passionately she awaits your load.
“I’m coming!” you moan loudly. “Fuck yes you sexy… little…” Then you shoot your load in her face, hard and in several big waves. But Danika is a trooper and doesn’t even flinch when cum covers her face in sticky waves.
“Yes Daddy!” she encourages you. “Cum on my face Daddy! Paint me white! Paint your whore white with your seed! Thank you!” It’s heaven. Her face is disappearing more and more under a glaze of your juice but her lips are still visible underneath. And they are happy.
“Off to the bathroom,” you say and snap your fingers. “Wash yourself and then we’ll go shopping.” Danika squeals happily and hops to the bathroom door. You grab your phone and check with Teddy so he knows what your next steps will be. As the shower sounds from the bathroom, you end the call and grab your jacket, but then let it fall again.
“Danika!” you call as you rush to the bathroom.
“Yes Daddy?” You open the bathroom door.
“Make room.” Then you hear her happy giggle as you step into the shower with her.
Writing Shark 