Amanda didn’t remember what she’d done last night but she must have been drunk because she woke up naked in his bed at the hotel.
He told her she definitely had been drunk. He told her that he’d ejaculated inside her three times already. The first had been a sloppy blowjob she’d offered him while blind drunk. The second had been when he raped her ass, as she struggled and cried. And the third had been when he’d fucked her unprotected cunt while she’d slept.
He told her the second-best part of the night was that when he fucked her cunt, she had spoken in her sleep. She’d mumbled, “Yes, daddy, yes, cum in my cunt daddy, make a baby in your little princess, I love your cock so much daddy.” And when he’d orgasmed, she had too, and afterwards she’d put her fingers in her pussy, pulled them out dripping with his cum, and licked them clean, and said, “Thank you daddy, your little slut loves you.”
Tears in her eyes, face red with humiliation, knowing deep down that he wasn’t lying because she had had exactly those fantasies, she asked him the question he had been waiting for – if that was the second-best part of his night, what was the best?
He smiled and said, “That I filmed it. And I looked through your phone, and found your father’s phone number and email address, along with all your other friends and family…”
He made her a deal. In return for not publishing the video to the internet, and sending it to everyone she knew, she would give him three more orgasms – with her mouth, her ass, and her cunt. She would call him “daddy” while she did so. And she would be competing against her performance while drunk and/or asleep.
If all three fucks were better than last night’s, he would give her her clothes and let her leave, keeping the video for his personal enjoyment only.
But if drunk Amanda gave a better blowjob than sober Amanda, he would make her invite her father to her house once a week and kiss him on the lips, with tongue, to say hello and goodbye – and film it, to give her blackmailer proof.
And if non-consenting Amanda gave a better assfuck than consenting Amanda, he would make her ask her father to start spanking her again to help her live life as a good girl, and go to him once a week with a story of slutty sexual behaviour that she needed to be disciplined for.
And if sleeping Amanda was better lay than awake Amanda, she would have to stop birth control, and invite her father to her house once a week, and greet him in an outfit that bared either her tits or her cunt, and encourage any sexual advances he made towards her.
As it turned out, conscious consenting Amanda was a far better fuck than the version of her from last night. Being made to call him “daddy” drove her wild, and she bucked and writhed against him with wild abandon. He had three mindblowing orgasms, and, being fair-minded, was forced to concede that she had won his challenge.
She looked him the eye, face flushed, his cum dripping from her cunt, nipples erect, breathing heavily, and said, “Are you sure? Let’s try again, daddy. I’m sure I can fail if we just give it another go…”
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Is Amanda more fun to fuck when she's awake... or asleep?