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You and Becky are quite a thing.

Neither of you had ever asked each other to date, or went out or did anything of that nature.

The both of you acted like you were as if there was some sort of unspoken agreement, but neither of you really know what that meant.

Which is why when you walk into your shared hotel room and close the door behind you, you aren't entirely surprised at what she had up her sleeve for you.

Before you could finish turning around from locking the door,

Becky smashes her lips onto yours and pins your wrists above your head while pressed up onto said door.

"Tell me what you want" She said breaking the kiss continuing to kiss on your jaw and neck.

You, out of breath, try your hardest to respond,

"Bu- I-" You manage to moan out, completely frazzled from the sudden contact.

"Got a stutter I see?" She chuckled as she got closer to your face.

"Calm down lass"

She ran two fingers down your side to the waist of your pants,

"I'll take care of you" she whispered in your ear before nipping it.

You shivered and bit your lip as she took you along to the bed.

She carefully took off your clothes and laid you down while staring you in the eyes, not breaking her gaze and teasing you for what felt like ages.

She rubbed you through your panties slowly, knowing you'd beg sooner than later and put her hand under your bra.

Squeezing and running her thumb over your nipples, she kissed your stomach with an occasional bite, getting lower and lower.

"P-please Rebecca" you whined.

"Hmm can't wait I see?" She said chuckling, sitting up.

"I- can you please.." You plead.

"Please what, lass?" She put a hand on your inner thigh, rubbing slightly.

After shuddering from her actions you respond,

"Fu-Fuck me" You say more confidently, with a hunger in your eyes.

A huge grin now spread on her face.

"How do you want me?"

She responded, still smiling at you and laying on her stomach with her legs crossed and her head in her hands.

You sigh, regaining yourself,

"What do you mean?" You ask confused.

"Well" She said standing up fixing her clothes,

"Do you want Becky Lynch, or The Man?"

She bit her lip and put her hand on her hip,

Raising her eyebrow waiting for a response.

"I mean-" You muster out,

"Good choice!" she quickly replied, walking to her suitcase and taking off her pants.

"But I-"

Before you could finish your response, she walks over with a strap on in her hand.

"On your knees" she demands, now more serious.

You walked over and got on your knees stunned by her sudden change of tone.

"Now" she says looking down at you and putting the strap on,

"From this point forward, you are only to refer to me as, The Man, Daddy, or Daddy Lynch, understood?"

"Y-yes" You reply completely turned on.

She slapped you, then smiled warmly;

"Yes, WHO, y/n?!" she yelled, her smile disappearing.

You, shocked, quickly answered,

"YOU, DADDY!"

"Mhmm. A good girl you are" she praised, rubbing your chin, her smile returning.

She then sighed and looked around with her eyes as if something was obvious,

"What the hell are you waiting for y/n?"

"Oh, I-"

She then slammed the strap into your mouth.

"Was that so hard, huh?" she asked slightly annoyed, relaxing her posture.

She pressed the button on the side that turned on the vibration that pleased herself, the faster you went the more intense the vibration.

You struggled at first, but quickly got used to her rhythm as she got faster and faster with her thrusts in your mouth.

You blinked up to look at her and her eyes were squeezed shut, as well as her mouth open in complete pleasure.

Her moans were getting louder and pitched higher, looking as if she were almost finished.

Noticing she was almost cumming, she immediately pulled out of your mouth, regained her composure, and forced you up to stand.

"Hmm...do you happen to like these panties, y/n?" she asked tilting her head running her finger around your waist.

"They're nothing special" You respond mentally praying she'd rip them off.

"Good." She smiled,

Your prayers were answered as she turned you around and tore them off, before snapping your bra off as well.

"You won't need these" she squinted and tilted her head.

"On the bed, on your knees" she commanded.

You obey, sitting on your knees atop the bed, aching for her touch.

She looks you up and down and asks,

"So. You want The Man to fuck you, aye?"

You nod vigorously, even though you never answered her, she knew what you wanted, and so did you.

"You've never had this option before, so! You have to prove that your worthy of a fuck from yours truly, understood?" She said staring at you.

"Yes, Daddy Lynch"

"Mmmmm, such a good girl" she lowered her voice.

She leaned over and kissed you, passionately moaning into the kiss while pinching your nipples, making you writhe with pleasure.

She broke the kiss, you still leaning forward, almost fall on your hands.

She looked at you sternly, and chuckled,

"You should learn to take what I give you, or else I'll have to punish you. Understand?" Her tone serious and her face straightening,

"Yes...daddy" You said quickly nodding your head.

"Mmm, unless you want me to punish you?" She said seductively, her voice getting quieter as her hands trail down your body, admiring every part of you.

You shiver and bite your lip, which she won't tell you, but extremely turns her on.

She clears her throat and gets more aroused from your action then smiles,

"Time to prove yourself. Take my clothes off, and lay down"

You obey, taking her clothes off, not too slow since you've gotten used to her patience by now.

You lay down and she smirks at you.

She crawls over to you and hovers her glistening pussy over your face and grabs onto the headboard.

You're stunned, and she notices,

"Go on" she looks down at you.

"Are you ready to eat me out, lass?"

You nod, then she glares at you.

You realize what you did wrong, and respond properly,

"Yes daddy. You've just never done it like this bef-"

She interrupts by sitting down on your face, while you're muffling under her, trying to get used to the situation.

She sighs, and slightly shakes her head,

"You talk a lot, y/n"

You make muffled sounds she obviously can't understand, but she's so turned on she doesn't think to care.

She adjusts herself on your face and softly gasps and leans her head back,

"Mmm, fuck y/n" she moans slightly, riding your face.

You adapt to the change and stick your tongue out.

She moaned loudly, putting her head down looking at you,

"Ahhh yes, suck my clit, baby, fucking suck it" she said aggressively, raising her head again.

You flick your tongue up and suck on her clit hard, running your tongue over it fast, speeding up.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD, Y/N!" Becky yelled as she started grinding into your face.

You start going faster, as Becky starts to shake, and grinds harder,

"YES!! YES YES YES!!!" She screamed.

You moan on her, making her yell inaudible nonsense while she starts bouncing on your face, gripping the headboard hard.

She inhaled heavily and came hard squirting all over your face,

"FUCK Y/N, OH MY GOD, OH- MY GOD!"

She praised you loudly before hopping off your face to calm down.

You wiped off your face on the side of your hand and licked it up, while she lazily stared to the ceiling and bit her lip, you staring at her intensely.

She then looked away and closed her eyes and said out of breath,

"Y/n. You're such a good little fucking whore do you know that?"

"Yes, Daddy Lynch" you reply proud of yourself, running your tongue over your bottom lip.

You both sit in silence for a while, but the longer you waited, the more you got turned on from looking at a worn out Becky Lynch.

Once she regains herself, she gets up and seems fully ready for more fun.

"Get up." She said suddenly,

You obey and stand up facing her.

She observes your body seeming intrigued,

"I'm highly assuming you don't want any foreplay" she said while popping an eyebrow up.

"And frankly if you did, I don't give a shit. The Man doesn't do foreplay"

You nod wanting this sexy, fiery, aggressive Irishwoman to fuck you senseless.

She walks back over to the strap on on the side and picked it up slowly, you watching her every move as she brushes it off.

She goes back over to you and puts it on.

She thinks for a moment with her hands on her hips, before she throws you on the bed swiftly and crawls over you smiling,

Without warning, she slammed the strap into you.

You yelped loudly before getting use to the sudden feeling.

She kept pounding into you, causing you to yell and rock against her rhythm.

She began to dirty talk you heavily.

"Awww do you like that you little whore, hmm?"

"Yes! Yes! Daddy Lynch, I fucking love it!" You respond moaning,

"I know, you do you slut" She said turning you around and slapping your ass.

You squealed and she went faster, leaning her head down to kiss and bite your shoulder.

When she lifted her head back up, she started pulling your hair,

"Oh-oh my god, YES!" You yelled "D-daddy im c-c-cumming" you stutter, getting close to your breaking point fast.

"Ohh no your not, only I tell you when to cum, you understand me you whore?" she said lifting your head higher by your hair,

"Ahh! Y-yes Daddy Lynch!" you respond defeated.

She let go of your hair and turned you around once again, then started to choke you.

You could still breathe, and were enjoying every moment of the slight restriction.

Becky then let go of your neck, and pulled out quickly removing the strap.

She then leaned her head down and began eating you out.

You gripped the bedsheets hard, moaning her name,

"B-Becky!" you choked out, "daddy!" You wailed.

Eventually Becky gave in, allowing you to cum,

"Cum! Cum you dirty little whore!" she growled.

You quickly obey cumming hard, becoming a moaning mess, arching your back while she pushed her face deeper.

Becky licked you up clean and layed down resting her head on her hand, staring at you with a cocky smile as she admired you and what she had done.

"Always know, y/n. No one can make you cum like I can, understand?"

You reply out of breath,

"Y-yes, daddy, I understand."

"Nobody can fuck you like me. Now."

She stood up, reaching her hand out, offering to help you up.

You accepted and she pulled you up.

"I've gotta ask you something, girl. Something real." she raises a brow at you.

"Yes?" You respond still a little out of breath as you looked her in her face,

"Will you be mine?"

You start to smile big at her, "I would want nothing more"

She grins and pulls you into a long passionate kiss, holding your lower back to push you closer together.

She let go, slightly pushing you away, showing off her dominance one last time for the night with the tiniest smirk, and said,

"Thank goodness you said yes, I didn't have anything to fall back on" she laughed a little bit, squeezing onto one of your hands, "would you like to join me in the bath?"

"I would love to, daddy" you say smiling.

She returned the smile, excitedly pulling you—her official new girlfriend—along to lead to the bathroom.