Second Hotel Tryst

[Wi****]

You arrive at the hotel first again, and the same attendant greets you with a smile. Does she recognize you? Does she realize what you're here for? Could she somehow know what occurred on your last visit? Chalking it up to nerves and paranoia, you take the keycard and start towards the elevator, your overnight bag on your shoulder.
In a different room, but with a layout just similar enough to spark a memory and cause a shiver to run down your spine. Same instructions, same lighter on the bar, candles ***tered around in a similar but not identical pattern, causing more comparisons. You drop your bag, light the candles, and proceed to the bathroom. Looking around, you have a moment's disappointment at not seeing a present on the sink this time. Then you scold yourself, knowing you shouldn't expect Daddy's gifts, especially when he already provides everything you need. You start the shower and undress, examining yourself in the mirror, trying to see what he sees. You know you have a pretty face, symmetrical features, pouty lips, high cheekbones, clear skin. And your hair is still healthy and lustrous, despite all the color changes over the years. But your body?
This is still a hangup for you, despite Daddy's praise and obvious enjoyment. You say "skinny and flat-chested", and he argues "petite and perfectly proportioned." Shrugging it off, you turn to the shower, the water already steaming up the room. You close the textured frosted glass door and embrace the heat, closing your eyes and melting away the day, turning thoughts toward his arrival and the pleasure, ***, and infinite bliss he always inflicts on you.
A change in the light, barely perceptible through your closed eyes, makes you startle and rub the water from your eyes, widening them as the shower door suddenly jerks open and a dark figure reaches in to grab your arm. You start to scream, then a strong hand clamps down on your mouth while the other pulls you, naked and wet, out of the water and into the cold air. You look up into fiery eyes behind a mask that hides all other features, and your panic escalates as the intruder releases your arm and holds a finger to where his lips would be, and your hear the sibilant "shhhhhh!" through the mask.
Stunned, shocked, pulse racing, pussy clenching... wait, no! You refuse to be aroused by this situation, by the strength of the masked man thoroughly dominating and subduing you! He spins you around suddenly, pressing your hardening nipples to the damp, cold bathroom wall, then slides his hand from your mouth down around your throat. Too overwhelmed (and excited?!) to resist, your breath catches as you try to gasp through a suddenly restricted airway. You finally have the presence of mind to suck in air for a scream, when he releases your arm and lands a brutal smack on your ass. Your breath escapes in a meek yelp, and he kicks your legs apart before striking again, a cupped blow to your pussy that ***s your body to betray you as you let out a deep, desperate moan.
Your attacker chuckles in your ear, and you hear the *ziiiip* of his pants without being able to process what it implies. The hand on your throat tightens just enough to make you strain for breath, and this new threat overrides your reaction to a hand gripping your ass cheek, spreading it apart and opening you wide to his leer. You finally realize the meaning of the previous noise as a hot iron rod nestles between your dripping pussy lips, and your long-overdue scream erupts as his shaft pushes into you, one long thrust spearing your tight body, stretching you out and triggering an immediate orgasm.
Legs shaking, shame flushing your skin from your cheeks to your sensitive nipples, you cry out and attempt to collapse, only to be help up by his strong hand around your neck and his hard tool buried inside you. As you whimper out a moan, the monster starts thrusting savagely, filling and emptying you with each long stroke as his hips bounce off your tight ass and his balls smack against your exposed clit. As your wails increase in volume, his hands move again, one reclaiming your mouth while the other grips your shoulder, roughly forcing you against the wall as he continues to take his pleasure from you. As you lose time and all awareness outside his aggressive pounding, you steadily climb towards yet another climax, and as you feel his shaft swell he pushes deep once more. Despite your *** and shame, as you feel his seed ***t your walls you cum so hard you black out.
You come to as you hear the lock beep and click, the hallway door opening and shutting. Daddy walks in to find you curled on the bathroom floor, leaking a stranger's cum, hyperventilating from the shock and the shame of your enjoyment. With a tender look he crouches down and gently lifts you in his arms, carries you to the bed, and settles you there. As you try to apologize through ragged breaths, he stops you, leans down, and whispers in your ear.
"Did you enjoy my gift, Kitten? Because you had two orgasms without Daddy's permission, and you will be punished for them."

[Si****]

Yes please

[Br****]

This sounded fun.

[TheAntlerKing]

Yes absolutely!