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Your mind wiped as his strong, manly hand closed around your head.
"All the way down boy, just like we talked about. That's it. Sometimes I think you just mess up you cuz you like my hand on your head. Uhhuh. I know boy. You need the grip of a strong man to guide you, literally and metaphorically. That's why our arrangement works; you get that, and I get your lips around my cock while I smoke my cigar. More than a fair exchange I think. Daddy needs it after a hard day's work. It's not easy taking your father's company apart piece by piece, though he's been much more agreeable since you told him you're my cockslave now and you're not coming home till he does everything I ask. Too bad he doesn't realize you won't want to leave even after I've taken everything from him. He always had something to say about me being gay, having no kids; but it looks like I have a boy of my own now. Just so happens you used to be his. I just knew what you needed more than he did, that day he sent you here to negotiate with me. Remember how quickly that meeting ended with your mouth around my cock? It's just natural that you gravitated towards the stronger man boy."
"That's how you know you made the right choice boy. He wasn't man enough to keep me from making you my sub, and soon he'll be broke, too. I'll have his money in my bank, and my cock in his son. What could a man like him teach you boy? Nothing. Once I have it all, he'll be here, begging for a job, and I'll break him too. Making sure he understands that he's not man enough to stop me from making his son moan while he sucks my cock. He'll feel the same way when my big, strong hand forces him down onto my cock. You'll be watching of course, boy, to further humiliate him. I want him to understand neither of you are strong enough to stop me. I'm sorry you had to be a pawn in all this boy."
"Don't be sorry Daddy," you said, rubbing against his cock, lost in bliss, "You're my Daddy now. I like it a lot better this way. This is how it should've always been." He continued rubbing into your cock, covering his face in a sheen of ball sweat while he inhaled your stench, then sighed out and said "I love you, Daddy," as he gazed up at you longingly.
"I love you too, boy," he said, pulling you up onto his chest, "Why don't we Facetime your old dad and let him see you covered in my ball sweat? I'm sure that'll make his night after watching his stock plummet all day."
"Ok Daddy," you said, cuddling up to him. Whatever he wanted now was his.
