RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

When I got to the bathroom, Denise stopped at it's door and looked at me as i walked in, confused on why I hadn't dismissed her.

Silently, I moved close to her, raised my right hand, brought it to her nose, letting her inhale the scent of Isabella's release which still glistened on my fingers.

"Wanna taste it."

"No"

Saying nothing, I brought my hands to her lips, rubbing my middle finger across them and then ordered

"Open your mouth."

Denise was dissatisfied with my words, her eyes reluctant, but in the end she parted her lips and let my finger in.

"Suck it"

There was some delay, but inevitably, her tongue began moving, her lips sucking on my finger one by one, a firm taste of Isabella in her mouth by the time my fingers were all clean.

Though my eyes were pointed at Denise, they weren't watching her but rather the the system screen I had called forth.

[Name: Denise Harther

Type: Older Milf

Trust:62->64

Affection:46

Fear:36->39

Loyalty:86->83

Horniness: -31->-36

Comment: Desires power and revenge.]

I thought that with the sexual air and sights she had been exposed to Denise would become malleable and more better steered in the direction of her carnal pleasures after being subjected to my dominance, but things had instead gone the other way.

Almost all stats even her recently increased loyalty had dropped and I shrugged as it seemed I would have to remain searching for a way to penetrate her shell.

Denise was an incredibly tough shell, but knowing her past, I knew she was a soft and vulnerable inside.

"Marcus, I'm not comfortable with this kind of interaction especially not with you. It's not a matter of your harem or you, but I have no interest in building a romantic relationship with anyone."

Denise's words didn't surprise me and I nodded my head to her

"Okay, You can go "

Giving no reaction, Denise nodded, but just as she turned to leave, she looked back at me who was already reaching to get the shower running.

With my phssique and endowment, all women looked to my nether region when before me in this state, yet without difficulty Denise brought her eyes back to mine and raised an eyebrow questionly.

"I know I'm a few days late, but I want to apologize for my outburst back after killing Bettany."

"Your apology is indeed late and I was planning to listen to listen to your story later before deciding if to punish you.

Irrespective of whether or not she was sincere, I had a plan to deal and make maximum use of her."

"You're right, there is indeed a story but it doesn't excuse my actions."

"You couldn't have know that I wanted her okay with her alive."

"That's the thing, I did.

We might not have been around each other for long, but I've observed you enough to know when you're lying."

Considering my capabilities, I highly doubted Denise's words, but I stayed silent.

"I let my trauma from my past affect me, and I believed I should be punished."

Though her feet were bare at the moment, Denise had on a black night gown and over it a thick black robe, one which had a glock hidden in.

I wanted to dismiss her and wave away the idea of a punishment, but a thought came to mind.

"Take off your robe and come in."

The content of my words painted a picture of the possibility of something steamy and I watched Denise tighten her lips which had gotten dry and them releasing a sigh, took of her robes and stepped into the bathroom.

Her steps were slow and shaky and from her I could smell vulnerability and fear.

"What are you scared of" I asked as she moved close to me.

"That you'll fuck me."

She did not try to hide it or put up any pretense and I found myself intrigued.

"If you're scared of that, then why did you walk in."

"I'm not scared, my body is."

Nodding, I drank in the sight of Denise, staring at her large melons which pushed agsint her black bra, a lot of cleavage being revealed and then my eyes went to her ass.

Fat and wide, despite how big Denisel gown was, it still made sure it outwards curves were prominent and leading Denise so she faced a wall and bent against it, I placed my hand on her rear.

It was weird, in such a scenario, tension, sex and lust is what should fill the atmospshere, but from me came intrigue and from Denise was fear and anxiety.

"You're not hiding your feelings from me today. What's the occasion. "

"By law I am an accomplice in the killing of the secretary" Denise whispered." This one time, I'm going to be completely open with you, i will show you all my emotions, I want to see the kind of man you are."

Standing behind Denise, while she pressed her hands on the tiled wall with her fat ass pointed back at me. At her words, I roughly grabbed a fist full of her rear, my cock rapidly hardening till it poked her bottom and sent her shivering.

"For the past weeks you've been a very good girls Denise, but you've gotten a litte naughty, so now I'll punish you."

[Daddy's palm has been activated -5000PSDP]

Smack!!

A gasp left Denise's mouth as my palm hit her ass, but she quickly closed her mouth.

Smack!!

The second hit came down loud on Denise; rear, nothing too overdrmatic, and her body shivered in return.

Smack!!

The thid time was supposed to be the charm and while Denise gave no reaction, whether body or expression I went for the third with a grin.

Smack!!

Smack!!

Smack!!

For her punishment, I decied to spank her five times and taking a step back, I watched as tears ran down her eyes, her body shivering in pain.

"I thought you said you wouldn't hide your emotions from me."

Denise kept silent.

"Peehaps I should go for another."

"No, please don't' Denise burst out just as I raised my hand, more tears running down her eyes revealing how much pain she had been enduring all this while.

Watching the powerful strong willed woman quiver and cry before of me, my cock harded and my pupla contarcted, my body begged to rip off the clothes on her body and ravaged her till for all eternity but I merley smiled.

"Alright you can go"

Denise's eyes widened as if totally not expecting to be let go,

"What you don't want to leave."

Denise stayed frozen for a few more seconds, and then firming her expression and ending the floor of tears, she moved, taking her ass out of my hands which had been having fun kneading them.

"Did you know" I asked just a she reached the glass door.

"Know what"

The air around Denise since the start had been one of tension and fear but shockingly now it was one lust and this could mean only one thing.

"That you're a masochist."