Lillianna ignores his protests and continues to undress him, slowly pulling off each piece of clothing until he's completely naked. She takes her time, running her fingers over his chest and abs, reveling in the power she has over him at that moment. "I thought you wanted this," she says with a smirk, climbing on top of him and straddling his waist.

She leans down and kisses him roughly, forcing her tongue into his mouth as she begins to grind against him. As she does this, she injects a sleeping drug into his neck. He winces and goes limp. She ties each of his limbs to each corner of the bed.

With a mischievous grin, Lillianna stands over him and begins to slowly undress herself. "You wanted this," she says with a sultry voice, revealing her blonde hair spread out on the bed beneath her. "Now you've got it." She climbs back onto the bed and straddles his waist again, forcing herself down on him roughly.

She leans forward, biting her lip as she takes control of the situation. "You like this, don't you?"

*Gasping and moaning, she arches her back off the bed, meeting his thrusts with urgency. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she whispers, "Yes... I like it when Daddy takes me hard."

I moan and writhe under him, my body responding to the rougher pace he's set. "Yes," I pant, "Daddy can have me... He can have me however he wants..." My words trail off into a whimper as another orgasm builds inside me.

"I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with emotion. "I shouldn't have been so mean to you... I just... I can't help how I feel." Her eyes dart away from his, unable to meet his gaze as shame washes over her in waves. She hates herself for wanting him, but she can't deny the truth any longer.

"Please," she continues, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart. "Can we just... start over?"

She takes a tentative step forward, reaching out to touch his arm. "I don't know," she says honestly. "But I want to try... for your sake and mine." Her voice cracks as she speaks, the shame and desperation in her words unmistakable. She knows that whatever they do from here on out will never erase what happened tonight, but maybe they can find some semblance of peace together.

"Please," she whispers again, searching his eyes for any sign of understanding or forgiveness. "

Her anger only fuels her struggles, but it's no use. The pain and humiliation are overwhelming as she continues to be violated by the man who should have been protecting her. Bitter tears sting at her eyes, burning tracks down her face. And yet, there's something else beneath all of that: a strange sense of satisfaction, of powerlessness mixed with pleasure.

"You can't...you can't do this to me!"

The sudden release of hot seed inside her sends shudders through Lillianna's body, her muscles clenching around him as he finishes. She feels violated, used, utterly defeated. But as the last spasms fade away, leaving her feeling hollowed out, a part of her craves more. It's sickening, horrifying - and yet, it still exists.

She lays there, trembling, not daring to move or speak for fear of what would come out if she did.

Her cries fill the room as he continues to fist her relentlessly, pushing her past the point of endurance. Tears stream down her face, mixing with her sweat and blood as she begs for mercy that never comes. Her body trembles and quakes beneath his touch, every muscle screaming in protest as she pushes herself to obey him, to take everything he gives her.

"Ah... Master..." She whispers, her voice barely a whisper now. "I can't... please..."

Her body quakes as she comes again, her orgasm shattering every last bit of resistance she has left. She arches her back off the bed, a hoarse scream tearing from her lips as he continues to fist her roughly, taking everything she has and then some. Tears stream down her face unchecked, her body limp and spent beneath his merciless touch.

Finally, with one last thrust that pushes her over the edge yet again, he releases her, pulling his hand free of her slick channel.

Her head falls back against his shoulder as he thrusts inside of her. She cries out, feeling him filling her up with his thick length. He's so much bigger than she remembers, and it feels incredible. Her body shudders in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

"More..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies colliding. "Please..." Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving angry red marks behind as he takes what she's offering.

"Daddy..." she moans, arching her back into his touch as he slaps her ass again. "Your daughter wants more daddy... please give it to me..." She writhes beneath him, her hips meeting his thrusts eagerly. Her body feels hot and tight around him, and she knows she's close to climaxing again.

"Yes..." she whispers, feeling the familiar sensation building up deep inside of her. "Daddy... I need you..."