Daddy had stopped pinching her, too--though her clit still burned, oversensitive and abused. He was leaning over the side of the bed, massaging his own bulging erection through the crotch of his jeans, watching as Steve's come dripped over her lips and into her gasping mouth.
Linda's pussy gave a little throb when she saw how hard Daddy was, her body still pitifully begging for satisfaction in spite of the soreness and overstimulation. She whimpered at the feeling of squeezing around Pete's softening cock.
Pete grumbled and started trying to squirm out from beneath her.
They ended up needing Daddy's help to get apart. He had to undo Linda's cuffs and pull her away from the headboard to let Pete up. Steve scooted out of the way and climbed off the bed, having emptied his balls onto Linda's face and shirt.
"Ugh," Pete muttered as his cock slipped from Linda's pussy. Linda could feel how wet she's gotten, how she'd left his cock soaked with her fluids. "Gosh, Linda, why do you have to be such a sloppy slut all the time? What a mess. Sorry, man, I gotta take a shower before we work on that project, or I'm gonna smell like skank the whole time."
"Sure," Steve said, zipping up casually and following Pete out of the room. Leaving Linda alone once again with Daddy...Daddy and his hard cock.
Her pussy gave another strained, forlorn throb as Daddy took his cock out of his pants. Linda squirmed.
Daddy's grip tightened where he was still holding her wrist from taking off the cuffs. He glared.
"Don't tell me you're still horny."
"Um..." Linda chewed her lip, trying to find an answer that wouldn't make Daddy angrier. "I just...um..."
"You just what?" Daddy demanded.
"Just...wanna come really bad..."
Daddy pulled her forward, dragging her up onto her knees, and reached down to slap his hand firmly across her gaping, wet pussy.
"AHH! Daddy--no no no, please, ow--"
"Sounds to me like you're just an absolutely hopeless harlot. Is that what you're trying to say?" Daddy spanked her with every other word, holding her in place with a firm grip even as she tried to flail away, to close her legs and protect her pussy, still throbbing and hyper-sensitive after the ruined orgasm. "That you're just a helpless slut? No amount of punishment will get your greedy cunt to settle down--is that what you're saying?"
"Daddy! AHH!"
He gave her ten more slaps, each one a bright point of pain, shocking and personal. The strikes sounding humiliatingly wet and loud in the bedroom, and surely Scott could hear it where he was sitting out in the living room waiting for Pete? And then, when Linda was wailing and sobbing and begging for mercy, Daddy finally pushed her onto her back on the bed and climbed on top of her.
It only took him a moment to get a condom on, and then he was slamming his cock into her abused pussy in one hard stroke.
"OH!" Linda arched and trembled, her feet scrambling for purchase on Daddy's back as her legs automatically locked around him.
Her pussy and her clit were both sore and unhappy, her body buzzing unpleasantly from the stolen orgasm--but there was a raw pleasure in being filled again, distant thudding echoes that gave the smallest taste of what her climax might have felt like.
She moaned and rolled her hips up for more.
In response, Daddy set a brutally fast pace, pumping hard into her raw hole and dragging his cock against her bruised clit.
"Stupid, useless whore," he panted, slamming into her again and again. "No discipline, no purpose. Just a wet, open hole looking for men to use you."
"Daddy-y-y--" Linda's voice shook and her spine rocked, her body rippling in confused desperation around the hard thrusts of Daddy's cock.
"Are you trying to fucking come? After I just beat your whore cunt halfway to Hell?" His hips snapped faster, pounding her violently down into the mattress. "You had better not. You had better not fucking come, Linda."
"I won't--I won't, I'll be good, Daddy, I won't come, I promise, I promise," Linda babbled, tears streaming down her face. It was an easy enough promise to make; she didn't think she could, not really, everything still hurt too bad.
Even if she was deeply thankful to get to feel Daddy's cock inside her, after it all.
"You had better--fucking--not," Daddy repeated, his voice a strained threat, his cold demeanor breaking into the aggression that he always showed when he was on the edge of coming. "You will not like the consequences, I--promise--you. Starting to think we should wean you off of that shit--starting to think I should just smack your spoiled little clit black and blue--every time you fucking ask--"
His thrusts grew more powerful, pounding deep into her aching hole and slamming her shoulders into the headboard. Linda knew what was coming.
Finally, Daddy gasped like a man surfacing from underwater and threw his head back as his cock pulsed, the heat of his release caught inside the condom but still burning inside her....