Taylor entered Travis's bedroom, her heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation. She knew tonight would be different—Travis had hinted at a surprise, but she hadn't expected the kind of test he had in mind.
"Tonight's a surprise test, Taylor," Travis announced, his voice smooth and commanding. "And there's no guidance from me. You take the lead."
Taylor's eyes widened slightly at his words, but she quickly composed herself, determined to impress him. She stepped closer to him, her confidence slowly building as she placed her hands on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through his shirt.
"Okay," she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of innocence and newfound boldness. She began unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers brushing against his skin with each movement. As the fabric fell open, she leaned in, pressing soft kisses to his chest, her lips trailing down to his abs.
Travis watched her, his eyes darkening with desire as she explored his body with a combination of tentative touches and more confident caresses. Taylor felt his growing arousal, and it spurred her on, her own need intensifying.
"You're doing well," Travis murmured, his voice thick with approval, but he made no move to touch her. This was her test, and she was determined to pass.
Taylor moved lower, her hands working on his belt and zipper. She slowly pulled down his pants, revealing the hardness straining against his briefs. With a steady gaze, she slid those down as well, freeing his erection. The sight of him, fully exposed and ready, sent a thrill through her.
Without breaking eye contact, she knelt before him, her hands wrapping around his length as she began to stroke him. She could see the tension in his muscles, the way his breath hitched as she teased him with slow, deliberate movements.
"Let's see how you do, baby," Travis said, his voice low and challenging.
Taylor took a deep breath, then leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste him. She started slowly, savoring the feel of him in her mouth, her confidence growing with each sound of pleasure that escaped his lips.
She gradually increased her pace, her head bobbing as she took him deeper, her hand working in tandem with her mouth. Travis's hands curled into fists at his sides, resisting the urge to grab her hair and guide her movements. He wanted to see how far she would go, how much she would take control.
Taylor felt a surge of power knowing that she was driving him wild. She pulled back, her lips glistening as she looked up at him. "Do you like that, Travis?" she asked, her voice sweet but with a hint of mischief.
His eyes burned with intensity as he replied, "I love it. Don't stop."
Taking his words to heart, Taylor redoubled her efforts, her mouth working him with renewed vigor. She reveled in the taste of him, the way his body responded to her. She could tell he was close, but instead of letting him finish, she pulled away, leaving him on the edge.
Travis's eyes flashed with surprise and frustration, but before he could say anything, Taylor rose to her feet and began undressing herself. She took her time, her movements slow and deliberate, never breaking eye contact with him. The way she shed her clothes with such confidence, revealing her soft, inviting skin, left Travis breathless.
When she was finally naked, she turned and bent over the bed, presenting herself to him. "Spank me, Travis," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of nerves and excitement. "I want you to spank me and finger fuck me."
Travis didn't need to be asked twice. He moved behind her, his large hand coming down hard on her ass with a sharp smack. The sound echoed in the room, followed by Taylor's gasp of pleasure. He spanked her again, harder this time, watching as her skin reddened under his hand.
Taylor moaned, the mix of pain and pleasure sending waves of arousal through her body. She was trembling with need, her legs quivering as she waited for his next move.
Travis slid his hand between her legs, finding her soaking wet. He pushed two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out with a relentless pace that made her cry out in ecstasy.
"Oh god, Travis," she moaned, her voice breathless. "It feels so good."
He continued to spank her with his free hand, each slap sending jolts of pleasure through her body. But then, in the midst of her mounting pleasure, Taylor's voice cut through the haze, surprising both herself and Travis as she whimpered, "Please, daddy, spank me harder."
The word hung in the air for a moment, both of them freezing as it registered. The unexpectedness of it made Travis's arousal skyrocket. A deep, primal growl escaped his throat as he smacked her ass again, harder this time, his fingers driving into her with renewed intensity.
"You like calling me daddy, huh?" he growled, his voice rough with desire. "Is that what you want, Taylor? For daddy to make you come?"
"Yes, daddy," she cried out, her body arching into his touch, completely lost in the pleasure he was giving her. "Please, make me come. I need it so bad."
Travis could barely hold himself together, his arousal reaching its peak at the sound of her calling him daddy. He didn't let up, spanking her harder, his fingers working her over until she was on the brink of orgasm.
"Come for me, baby," he ordered, his voice rough and commanding. "Come for daddy."
With a choked cry, Taylor's body convulsed as she came hard around his fingers, her entire being shattering under the force of her orgasm. Travis didn't stop, working her through the waves of pleasure until she was spent, her body trembling from the intensity.
Finally, he pulled his fingers out, his hands sliding over her reddened ass and soothing the skin he had just punished. Taylor was panting, her body still buzzing with the aftershocks of her release. But even as she lay there, exhausted and satisfied, she felt a surge of pride and confidence.
She had passed his test. She had taken control, and the reward had been more than worth it.
Travis pulled her up against him, his hands sliding over her breasts, teasing her nipples as he whispered in her ear, "You did so well, Taylor. I'm proud of you."
Taylor smiled, leaning back into him, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. "Thank you, daddy," she whispered, the word slipping out so naturally now, and the way it made him growl in response sent another shiver down her spine.
They hadn't even had sex yet, but the anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear. Travis turned her around, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, his hands roaming over her body as he deepened the kiss.
"Next time," he murmured against her lips, "we won't stop until you're begging me for more."
Taylor's breath hitched at the promise in his voice, her body already craving more of his touch. She knew that this was only the beginning, and the thought of what was to come left her trembling with anticipation.
