Daddy Dom: A BDSM Romance

by B. B. Hamel

  “I want to fill you up with my cum,” he whispers to me, leaning over my body. “Think you can take it? Every single drop?”

  “I can take it,” I say to him, leaning over my shoulder as he kisses me.

  He leaves the plug in as he starts to fuck me rough. I clench my hands, gripping the velvet rope as he rocks into me, pounding and slamming against my ass.

  I can feel pleasure building up in my core as I picture him taking me like this. I wish I could watch him fucking me, his big, muscular body dominating my petite frame. He’s being so rough with me, fucking me like this with my ass filled up, the little tail pressed up. He’s splitting me in half and we both know it, but I don’t care. I want it so badly.

  I start to rock my hips, getting into it, and I can tell he’s close. He grunting, fucking me faster, and I want it. I want him to come inside of me. I twist my hips and press back against him as he rips harder and harder into my pussy, long rough strokes, filling me up.

  I can feel my orgasm come on faster than I thought possible. He slaps my ass and pulls the plug out as the orgasm starts building, my moans getting louder.

  “Go ahead, girl,” he groans. “Come for Daddy.”

  I come hard, the orgasm ripping through me. And just as it peaks, he shoves the plug back up my ass, pushing the pleasure even further. Tingles run down my fingertips, and I swear I think I nearly black out, but he doesn’t slow down. He doesn’t give me any mercy. He grabs my wrists and fucks me even harder.

  And he comes not longer after, our sweating bodies pressed together. I can feel his hot cum fill me, spurting deep inside my pussy, making me scream out in pleasure.

  When he’s finished, he slowly cleans me up. First he takes out the plug, and then he unties me. There’s a bathroom through one side door, and together we get into the shower and wordlessly clean each other. We kiss and caress each other, gently and almost lovingly. When we’re done, we collapse into his big bed together, his arms wrapped around me.

  I didn’t expect any of this to happen tonight, but I’m buzzing with pleasure and I can feel a seed of desire still ringing inside of me. I keep thinking about the way he handles me, rough and direct, taking what he wants when he wants it. This is the kind of man I’ve always wanted, the kind of man I’ve always needed, but never knew it.

  “Are you going to keep doing what I ask?” he whispers in my ear, the room dark, his body close.

  “Yes,” I whisper back, and I know I couldn’t answer any other way.

  Even though this may be a mistake, I’m so deep into him I can’t do anything else.

  15

  Jacob

  For the rest of the weekend, Sofia is mine.

  We start out easy. I test her limits, tying her up and making her suck my cock, eating her pussy from behind while she’s completely bound to the bed, getting her off multiple times before I come in her mouth. Saturday and Sunday, we do nothing but explore each other.

  We eat when we’re hungry and we basically don’t leave my bedroom. It’s one of the most intense weekends I’ve ever had in my life. Neither of us wants it to end, and she doesn’t even mention wanting to go home. I have some clothes for her, stuff I have tucked away in the back of my closet, but mostly she just wears old gym stuff of mine.

  And it’s not all just fucking. I’m learning about her, about who she is as a woman. She’s not just the girl I used to have as my student, the sexy teenage girl that nearly seduced me back when I was younger and weaker. No, she’s a grown ass person with her own interests and desires and goals.

  And I’m fascinated by her. I want every detail about her life, every single boring little thing, and I can’t get enough of it. In return, I share everything with her, although most of my life has been spent building this company for the last ten years.

  But all good things must come to an end, and soon enough Monday appears over the city. I’m up early, showered and dressed, as Sofia grumpily stretches.

  “We have to go to work, you know,” I say to her.

  She sighs. “I know. I just don’t want to.”

  I grin. “Of course you don’t. Come on though, get up, lazy girl.”

  She sighs. “Yes, Daddy.”

  I laugh and open the closet. I pull out her outfit from Friday, freshly dry cleaned. I also produce a new pair of shoes, a new bag, and a selection of other new clothing for her to try on.

  She gets up and walks over. “What’s all this?”

  “Your clothes,” I say.

  “When the hell did you have time to do this?” she asks, blinking in surprise. “I’m so sore, I can barely walk.”

  I laugh again and shrug. “I’m a man of many talents.”

  “Clearly,” she says, looking at everything I got for her. “Seriously though.”

  “I paid someone to do it,” I say. “Arrived when you were in the shower last night, which worked out perfectly.”

  “I see,” she says and stops. “This is too much.”

  “Maybe,” I admit. “But it’s all yours. Pick something to wear for today and leave the rest here. Just in case.”

  “You even cleaned my stuff,” she says, shaking her head.

  I grin and pull her against me. She’s wearing a pair of panties and nothing else. I kiss her neck and feel my cock starting to rise.

  “Down boy,” she says. “Work, remember?”

  “Right, work.” I pull away. “Get dressed before I fucking make you use a sick day.”

  She laughs and I head back into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

  About an hour later, my driver drops us off in front of the building. “We probably shouldn’t go in together,” I say to her. “Might look bad.”

  “Good point,” she says. “You go first?”

  “No, you,” he returns. “I’d rather watch that ass walking away.”

  She laughs and kisses me quickly. “Have a good day, Daddy.”

  “You too.”

  She climbs out the door and I wait until she’s inside before I follow.

  I’m totally distracted as I head into the building. I mumble my normal hellos to the staff and to the few employees I notice. I have to wait for an elevator, and I guess Sofia caught the one just before. Finally, a car opens up, and everyone piles in.

  We ride it up in silence. I get off and start toward my office, but I don’t get ten feet before Peter Booth appears out of nowhere, his old man paunch jiggling and wheezing.

  “Jacob, hold on just a second,” he says, coming at me.

  I want nothing more than to ignore him. I want to go into my office, text Sofia, and pretend this fucking old windbag doesn’t exist. But I’m back in reality now. I got to step into a fantasy world with Sofia for two days, a world of fucking and sweat and pleasure. But that’s over now.

  “Yes, Peter?” I ask him.

  “Come with me. The board wants to see you.”

  I pause, surprised. Ice fills my veins. “The board?”

  “Yes,” he says, slightly annoyed. “We’re meeting. Please, come on.”

  I follow him stiffly, not sure what the fuck’s happening. I didn’t know there’d be a board meeting today, and there’s never a meeting without me.

  I follow him into the boardroom. Everyone is there, though mercifully Karl is absent this time. All eyes fall on me and I look at Byron, wondering what the fuck is going on, but he doesn’t meet my gaze. He’s staring down at his notes resolutely, acting like I don’t exist.

  I know this is bad as soon as I enter in the room. Peter gestures for me to sit, and I take my normal spot at the head of the table while Peter sits down to my right.

  “Well, Jacob, we’re here to speak with you,” Peter says.

  “This is highly unusual,” I respond. “Normally I like to know what’s on the docket for these meetings.”

  Peter has the decency to look a little embarrassed at least. “Ah, you see, we couldn’t do that this time.”

  “And why’s that?”

  “Becaus
e we’re here to tell you that the board has decided to follow Karl’s plan.”

  I stare at him for a second, not sure if I heard him right. “Excuse me?”

  “Karl’s plan,” he repeats. “The one he presented to the board. We plan on adopting his strategies this coming quarter.”

  I feel like the room’s spinning. “When?” I ask him, before turning to the rest of the room. “When did you all decide to turn against this company?”

  “Now, Jacob,” Peter says, his voice dripping with joy and condescension. “You know that’s not true.”

  “You know it is.” I turn toward him. “If you follow that heartless mockery of a plan, this company is going to implode. Sooner or later.” I stand up and stare at the men gathered in front of me. Byron still isn’t meeting my gaze, which isn’t a surprise.

  “I built this company,” I say to them. “And Byron funded it. You all trusted me so far. I built what we have, and now you’re going to turn on me for some unproven man.” I shake my head, disappointment rolling through me. “Shame on you all. You’re making a mistake.”

  “Now, Jacob,” Peter says, clearly undeterred. “You’ll have time to give the board some counterproposals. And maybe we’ll adopt them. But at the end of the day, our goal is to adopt whatever strategy we see fits Quest Education the best. We thank you for your many years of service, and you know you’re very important to us.”

  “Yes,” I say to him. “I see that.”

  “Please, we don’t want this to be an issue within the company. We want you to continue on in your current role, but you’ll have to begin to adopt our new strategies.”

  I can hear the unspoken words: Or you can resign and save us the trouble of forcing you out.

  “We’ll see,” I say to him, and before he can say anything else, I leave the room.

  I’m practically spinning as I head to my office. I don’t know what the fuck to do. I spent all weekend locked away with Sofia, having the best time I’ve had possibly ever, and now suddenly it looks like my company is being stolen from me. They aren’t kicking me out, oh, not exactly, but they are taking the company in a direction that they know I disagree with.

  I don’t know how it happened. I don’t know how they got to Byron and the others that used to support me. Maybe they still do, but something changed.

  I’m distracted. I’m fucking weak. I’ve been playing Daddy with Sofia while my company is slowly taken from me.

  I sit down behind my desk and slam my hands against the wood.

  I need to get my shit together. I’m not weak. I’m not a loser. I’m going to win this, but I need to start taking it seriously.

  No more fucking distractions. It’s time to work.

  16

  Sofia

  I’m practically floating on air all Monday morning.

  Flashes and snippets of the weekend keep coming back to me. Jacob behind me, tipping my chin back with his palm cupping my cheek, a deadly smirk on his lips. Jacob’s cock buried in my pussy as my hands are tied behind my back. The first orgasm he gave me Friday night in the bathroom. The soreness between my legs just keeps reminding me about what we were doing, and it keeps making my smile.

  “How was your weekend?”

  I look up to see Darlene leaning against my cube, smiling.

  “Good,” I say, turning to face her.

  “Do anything fun?”

  I shrug a little, a smile on my face. I wish I could tell her, but I know it would destroy me. The boss’s little pet? I can’t imagine what people would say.

  I’m a professional. I’ve always been serious about my jobs. In a lot of ways, they define who I am. I’ve never done anything inappropriate to try and get further in my career, though I’ve heard rumors of plenty of girls doing that. It’s just never been something I’ve wanted.

  If people knew about me and Jacob, they’d assumed that any accolades I earn in this company will be because I’m fucking him. I won’t be taken seriously at all. I’ll become just another rumor.

  So no, I can’t tell Darlene anything. And in fact, it makes me a little sick, just imagining how people might react to it.

  “Oh, you know,” I say. “Hung around with some friends, saw a movie. What about you?”

  “Went to this amazing Hungarian place over on Spruce. Otherwise, I sat around with my cat and pretended I have a life.”

  I laugh and lean back in my chair. “I’m sure your cat’s a lot of fun.”

  “Oh, she’s a little bitch.” She rolls up her sleeve and shows me scratch marks. “But I love her anyway.”

  I laugh and shake my head as Darlene heads back to her cube with a little wave. I turn back to my computer, grinning to myself.

  Inwardly though, I can feel something starting to creep into my mind. This relationship with Jacob feels good, hell, that weekend was absolutely incredible. He taught me things about myself that I didn’t know. But it’s dangerous, really dangerous. I plan on being at this company for at least a year, hopefully longer. I’d like to get promoted at some point, or at least earn a better title and a better salary before moving on. And I’m afraid I won’t be able to do any of that if this relationship becomes public. I’m afraid I’ll become a professional laughingstock.

  And I can’t handle that. I’ve always taken myself seriously. I can’t imagine the world not seeing me as I see me. That feels like the absolute worst fate imaginable.

  I need to be careful. I’m so wrapped up in him from the weekend, but there are a lot of pitfalls to being the boss’s plaything. It feels good, really good, but I’m afraid it might ruin me if I’m not careful. I know Jacob would never do that on purpose or want that to happen to me, but he can’t control absolutely everything. Even if sometimes he wants to.

  I lose myself in work for the rest of the day, I try not to think about him. He doesn’t text or message, which does make me a little curious, but it’s probably for the best. I know he’s a busy man, especially now with everything happening.

  Around noon, I take my lunch with Darlene. We talk about nothing really, just chatting like old friends, and that feels good. When we’re finished and I head back to my desk, I find Karl already there and waiting for me.

  “A minute?” he asks.

  “Sure,” I say. I put down my things and follow him to his office.

  Karl settles down behind his desk and I stand awkwardly near the door.

  “Shut it,” he says and gestures for me to come inside.

  Slowly I shut the door, my stomach a mess of nerves. The look on his face isn’t helping anything: cold and unnatural.

  “Sit,” he says.

  Slowly I sit down in the chair in front of his desk. He stares at me for a second, like he’s trying to get a measure of me.

  “I warned you against this,” he says finally.

  “I don’t—” I start, but he interrupts.

  “Enough,” he says. “I know you have a relationship with Jacob. It’s the sort of relationship that I’m sure HR would frown upon.”

  My insides seize up suddenly. This is like my worst nightmare playing out in front of me. Karl is just the kind of petty asshole that would tell HR and the entire company just to shame Jacob and me. He can do some serious damage if he wants to, and I’m terrified he will.

  I sit there with a straight face, unmoving, trying not to let him know how angry and afraid I’m feeling.

  “Fortunately for Jacob, there are people in Human Resources that still feel loyalty toward him, though I suspect that’s changing.” He glances toward the window and back to me. “They’re the only ones protecting the two of you right now.”

  I take a breath. So Jacob’s right, he still does have influence in this company. That’s a good thing. He still Karl’s superior. I feel a spark of hope ignite in my chest.

  “Things are changing around here,” he says to me. “I don’t know how or why you’re involved with Jacob, but I’m telling you to end it now. Break yourself away from him. You may be safe
today and tomorrow and the day after that, but who knows how long that’ll last?” He smirks at me and leans forward. “And you don’t want this to become common knowledge.”

  It’s like he can read my mind. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I manage to say. “This is highly inappropriate.”

  He purses his lips and leans back in his seat. “Yes, well. I’m sure it would seem that way if what I were saying wasn’t true. Unfortunately, we both know it is. And you need to choose a side, and quickly.”

  I look away from him, unable to stomach it. I never wanted any of this. I had no clue taking this new job was going to bring on so much stress and difficulty.

  But on top of that, there’s Jacob. What we shared over the weekend, I’ve never felt anything like that before. It was incredible and intense, and it made me feel more alive than I ever could have expected.

  Now we’re back in real life, and things aren’t so simple. This stuff with Karl and the company, it’s way more than I ever asked for. I know Jacob means well, but it’s intense and it’s terrifying.

  This is my career and my future. I don’t know what I am to Jacob. I could just be some toy for him to play with. I mean, I feel like I know him, but I really don’t. He hasn’t been in my life in a long time, and when he was, we were practically strangers. There’s an intense sexual attraction between us, but I don’t know how long that’ll last.

  One day, he might get tired of protecting me, and he might throw me under the bus. He could easily betray me at any time. I never asked for any of this, it was just all forced on me. All because of this war between Jacob and Karl.

  “I don’t know what you mean,” I say to him again.

  “You do. Pick sides, and pick wisely. I’m giving you a chance.”

  “Is that a threat?” I ask him.

  “Yes,” he says, smiling. “As a matter of fact, it is. When I get rid of Jacob, you’ll be next, unless you get smart.”

  I stare at him, shocked. He’s straight up threatening to fire me now, which is outrageous.

  “I’m going back to work,” I say, standing up, seething and afraid.