The stars above us twinkled like diamonds, their light casting a silver glow over Pranay's sweat-slicked body. He moved with the grace of a predator, his muscles rippling as he took me with a fierce intensity that left me breathless. The grass was rough against my back, each thrust pushing me further into the earth, reminding me of how powerless I was against him. And yet, I reveled in it.

My legs were spread wide, my ankles hooked over his broad shoulders as he fucked me with an urgency that was both terrifying and exhilarating. His teeth grazed my neck, his breath hot against my skin as he whispered words of ownership that sent shivers down my spine.

"You're mine," he murmured, his voice a dark promise in the night. "Mine to protect, mine to cherish, mine to fuck."

The words sent a shiver down my spine, my pussy clenching around him as I moaned. "Yes, Daddy," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I'm yours."

Pranay's pace quickened, his hips driving into me with an almost brutal force. The night air was cool against my skin, the damp earth beneath me a stark contrast to the fire burning in my veins. My eyes never left his, the connection between us stronger than any chain.

The orgasm built, a crescendo of sensation that had me crying out, my back arching off the ground. Pranay's grip tightened, his teeth sinking into my shoulder as he claimed me, his cock pulsing deep within me as he reached his own climax. We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, the only sound our ragged breathing.

Pranay's chuckle was low and dark as he pulled out, leaving me feeling both empty and fulfilled. He helped me to my feet, his gaze never leaving mine. "You're insatiable," he murmured, his voice a blend of admiration and amusement.

"Fuck, I need you," I gasped, the words slipping out before I could fully form the sentence. Without a moment's hesitation, he spun me around, pushing me onto the hood of the car. The metal was cold against my skin, sending a jolt of sensation through my body. I could feel the heat of the engine, a stark contrast to the cool night air.

Pranay's hand reached down, his fingers finding my clit and applying just the right amount of pressure. I moaned, my hips bucking against him. He chuckled darkly, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. "So eager," he murmured, his voice thick with lust.

He pulled out of me, his cock glistening with my arousal in the moonlight. "Get on your knees," he ordered, his voice a command that I couldn't refuse. I complied, the cold metal of the car's hood sending a shiver through my body.

Pranay stepped closer, his cock hovering just out of reach. "Look at me," he demanded, his eyes boring into mine. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?"

I nodded, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes, Daddy. I want you to fuck me hard."

Pranay's eyes narrowed, his gaze predatory. He stepped closer, his face near to my face. Just then I spoke "You're mine, daddy ," his voice a dark growl. I continued " You are not allowed to touch any other women from today onwards. Do you understand?"

He paused, his hand still on my clit, his thumb pressing down with just the right amount of pressure to make me gasp. "You want to own me?" he asked, his voice thick with challenge.

"I want all of you," I whispered, my eyes never leaving his. "No one else."

Pranay's smile was slow and wicked, his eyes dark with desire. "Very well," he murmured, leaning in to kiss me once more. "But remember, Meera, you asked for this."

With that, he pushed me down onto the hood of the car, the cold metal sending a jolt of sensation through my body. I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance, and then he was inside me again, his strokes deep and demanding. I moaned, my hands braced against the car for support as he took me from behind, his hands on my hips, guiding me to move with him.

The headlights cast eerie shadows across the field, creating a surreal tableau of our passionate encounter. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the quiet night, punctuated only by our moans and gasps. Each thrust was a declaration of his possession, a claim that resonated through every inch of my being. I felt alive, free, and completely at his mercy.

The wind picked up, carrying the scent of rain in the distance. It whipped my hair around my face, adding to the sensory overload. I could feel the droplets starting to fall, cold and wet against my skin, mingling with the sweat that coated us both. It was exhilarating, the raw power of nature joining in our dance of dominance and submission.

Pranay pulled out of me, leaving me panting and desperate for more. He stepped away, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're not allowed to wear clothes until I say so, Meera," he said, his voice low and firm. My body responded immediately, my pussy clenching at the thought of being his plaything, exposed and vulnerable.

He opened the car door, the dome light casting a soft glow across his features. His eyes held a promise of more to come, a dark thrill that had me trembling with anticipation. "In the car now," he barked, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Obediently, I climbed into the passenger seat, the leather cool against my bare skin. The scent of him lingered, a heady mix of desire and dominance that made my pulse race. Pranay slammed the door shut, the sound echoing in the quiet night. He circled the car, his movements predatory, and slid into the driver's seat.

He revved the engine, the vibrations traveling through the seat and into my body, heightening my arousal. "Where to?" he asked, his voice a low purr.

"Home," I replied, the single word thick with meaning. "The mansion."

The journey back to the mansion was a blur of passion and anticipation. Each bump in the road sent a jolt through my body, a teasing reminder of what awaited us. My skin was still slick with sweat, my body craving the warmth and dominance of Pranay's touch. The cool night air whispered through the open windows, carrying the promise of our unfinished business.

We pulled through the gates of the mansion, the grandeur of the place a stark contrast to the raw passion we had just shared. Pranay parked the car, in the garage. He gave me my dress and asked me to wear it. It was difficult for me to wear that. He shad salpped my pussy and ass multiple times today.

As we entered the mansion, the opulent decor served as a stark reminder of the world we had left behind for a brief moment in the open field. Pranay's hand remained on my waist, guiding me through the hallways. His touch was possessive, a constant reminder of the power dynamic that now defined our relationship.

Inside the bedroom, the soft glow of candles flickered, casting shadows across the plush carpet and silk sheets. Pranay's gaze never left me as he closed the door, the click echoing through the quiet room. He stepped closer, his hands reaching for the zipper of my dress. "Let's finish what we started," he murmured, his eyes dark with hunger.