Damien Kova
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Pissing Off A New Daddy WIP
🕑 Added 2020-03-23 17:00:03 +0000 UTC
“Thank you so much, Daddy! You wouldn’t believe the last man that let me stay with him! He was such an asshole! Always wanting this and that, fucking me anywhere in the house and just always wanting something out of-” Ishtar fell silent when the man that she was holding on to opened the front door to his home, allowing her to see inside and get a picture of just where she was going to live. After being kicked out of her hold home by her former “Daddy”, the Goddess tried her best to find a new man as quickly as she possibly could. There was no telling if she was going to be able to do so in a timely manner. But that didn’t stop her from trying.
And now that she got a look inside of his home? She could feel her heart starting to race in her chest as she took her first steps into his home. One look around the living room told her that she was going to be living a life of luxury and all the money that she could possibly take from this new Daddy of hers. Not that she would have it any other way after the man she was last with. Though, Ishtar didn’t have much of a choice in the matter as she was kicked out just earlier in the day while wearing nothing but her golden-laced white underwear.
“It’s so pretty… I didn’t think you’d have a place like this!” An excited and cheerful tone filled as she immediately started to run through the man’s home. She hadn’t even learned his name yet, but that didn’t stop her from running around across all three floors of his house to see just what he had in store for her. On the first floor was the standard things that should be there: a kitchen, living room with a massive tv, dining room with never used but very fancy furniture, and a view into the perfectly kept back yard with a near Olympic-sized pool in the back. On the second floor was nothing but bedrooms and bathrooms, leaving Ishtar reeling as she tried to count just how many he had, and how many people she could invite over while he was away on business.
But on the third floor? That was the truly magical one. The entire floor was a thick layer of reflective glass that didn’t break no matter how hard she stomped her feet onto it. It only had three rooms on it, though. A bathroom, a bedroom, and a room that seemed to be full of storage boxes. Her heart lept inside of her chest when she ran her way back down the stairs and found the man that she was moving in with. “Daddy! Your house is amazing! Why didn’t you tell me you lived in a place like this sooner? I would’ve sprinted here if I knew!~”
However, a bothered expression quickly came to the young woman’s face as she looked around the beautiful house, remembering how all of her stuff had been scattered around her old partner’s home. “But… It doesn’t have anything of mine in it yet…” Her tone immediately went from cheerful and excited to one of near depression and worry. It was clear just by how this house was designed that the man would be able to afford whatever she wanted him to give her. But none of it was her stuff.
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Luckily, it only took about a few hours for Ishtar’s mood to become a much better one. A few hours of her Daddy allowing her to shop online for anything she wanted, no matter the price tag. As long as it wasn’t a vehicle of some kind, she could buy it. And it filled her with joy to know that the only reason for the vehicle rule was that two of the cars in this man’s garage already belonged to her. According to him giving her the keys once she saw them, anyway.
However, once her shopping spree was over, Ishtar knew that she needed to thank her Daddy somehow. Which was exactly why she silently pushed him onto the couch in his living room and sat next to him before turning on the tv. With a pouty and almost childish expression on her face, Ishtar unzipped her Daddy’s pants and looked him in the eyes as she pulled his cock out through his pants. It wasn’t as big as the one that she had taken for the past year and a half of her life, but it was certainly bigger than most of the cocks she had seen in most of the porn videos that she watched whenever her old Daddy wasn’t enough to please her.
She slowly dragged her tongue along her lips as she started to stroke his cock for him, keeping her eyes locked on his own and gasping under her breath when she felt it start to harden and grow in her hand. Almost immediately, Ishtar broke the eye contact with the man in order to take a look at his cock. In just the few seconds that she had spent stroking it, not only was it getting incredibly hard, but it was also growing longer and longer by the second. “Y-You know, Daddy… I don’t normally put out this early. Not for anyone…”
A sharp breath filled Ishtar’s lungs as she looked across the room at the tv that was currently off, seeing her reflection in it. It was dark, but she was still able to clearly make out the reflection of herself clearly and eagerly stroking the cock of the man she had just met today. Her breath hitched in her throat for a moment before she pulled her hand away from his now throbbing and rigid member. And by the look of his angered face through his reflection on the tv, Ishtar knew that she had possibly fucked up. But that didn’t stop her from placing as sweet and gentle of a kiss as she could onto his cheek. “I promise, Daddy. I promise that I’ll put out for you tomorrow. I just… It’s a little soon…”
Deep down, Ishtar couldn’t believe what she was saying. Turning down a cock as big as the one that was just in her hands because she only met the guy today? A memory flashed into her mind about how she told her former Daddy how much she loved him while he fucked her in the bathroom stall at a bar the hour they met. But, something about this man before her made her want to be a bit patient. Maybe it was fear of just how massive his dick was now that he was fully erect. Maybe it was because of the fact that she was still slightly upset over not having her own things in his home. She didn’t know.
But as she looked at their reflection in the tv once again, she didn’t want to know the reason. Ishtar was too busy noticing just how she cuddled up to the man who she denied an orgasm for, wincing when she felt his arm wrap around her body and almost welcome her skin against his own. “Y-You’re not mad at me, Daddy…?” Whenever she was in trouble, Ishtar always knew that she could play innocent and likely get out of it. It worked almost every time against her former partner. But this one? He didn’t answer her as he turned on the tv and kept a firm grip on her shoulder. He didn’t need to. The heavy musk that wafted off of his cock told her all she needed to know. She didn’t get to choose when he was done.
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It was midnight now when she watched her new Daddy walk back into his home, her favorite jewelry in his hands and a gentle smile on his face. After she had denied him his orgasm earlier, Ishtar asked the man if he could go to her old place and get some of her favorite jewelry for her. She was lucky that he agreed after what she did. But she couldn’t have been happier now that he brought at least some of her things back to her.
However, the moment that she put her ruby necklace back around her neck, Ishtar found herself shoved onto her knees. Before she could look up to ask just what her Daddy was doing, his hard cock slapped against her face. And the heavy and pungent scent that wafted off of it immediately hit her nostrils and started to cloud her mind. Without saying a word, without being told to do so, and without any form of prompt to make her, Ishtar allowed her lips to part and her mouth to open, allowing his cock into her mouth.
And she didn’t fight against him as he started to quickly thrust into her mouth. She pressed her tongue against the underside of his shaft as he forced each and every inch of his shaft as deep as he could, some of it even reaching into her neck. But Ishtar didn’t fight him or even try to pull away from him. No, she simply allowed him to thrust into her mouth as the rough and bitter flavor that coated her tastebuds seemed to go perfectly with the scent of his cock that filled her nostrils and her mind.
Of course, Ishtar also allowed him to grab a firm hold on either side of her head as he fucked her face. What kind of Suger Baby would she be if she didn’t let her Daddy have his way with her after doing something kind? At least, that was the reason that coursed through the Goddess’ mind as she felt him hammer as deeply and quickly as he could into her mouth and her throat, clearly getting back at her for not letting him cum earlier. And, it was only for a moment, but when Ishtar felt him grab onto the back of her head and slam himself as deep into her neck as he could, she felt like a dirty slut.
Not that she minded that feeling too much as he continued to thrust into her mouth, leaving her gagging and sputtering around his shaft when he started to get rougher with her. But that roughness started to slowly cause the bliss that she was feeling from being used to fade away from her mind. It caused the mind-numbing musk to fade away from her thoughts and the wonderfully bitter taste to leave her tongue. Her throat and neck started to hurt as he started to be too aggressive with her. And, while she only struggled for a moment, Ishtar did her best to push away from the man.
And luckily for her, the man was kind enough to stop his thrusts long enough for her to pop his cock from out of her mouth and allow a small amount of drool to drip from her lips onto her thighs below her. “J-Just how rough do you want to be with me, Daddy? I don’t recall you getting enough of my things to be able to try and pop my necklace from around my neck! Maybe if you went back and got a little more, then you’d-” Before she could finish her sentence, Ishtar felt the man grab onto the side of her head once again, slamming her back down onto his cock like he didn’t care for what she was saying.
But almost as if her words were a challenge for him, he started to thrust into her as quickly and powerfully as he could. The tip of his cock reached the portion of her neck where the chain for her necklace rested. And each time he hammered into her, it seemed like he was trying to get that much closer to popping it off from her neck like she had told him not to. And each time his pelvis slammed against her face, Ishtar felt a part of her not care about the jewels around her neck. Not when it could allow something so big inside of her.
