He pulled out abruptly, the sudden emptiness making Tae gasp. His thick cum, pearly white and viscous, began oozing immediately from her swollen, gaping pink folds, dripping down her trembling thighs onto the stained sheets.

She whimpered, a needy little sound. "Daddy... stay..." Her hand reached blindly for him, her hips lifting off the mattress instinctively seeking his heat again.

SMACK! His open hand cracked hard against her dripping pussy mound. The sharp sting made her cry out, her entire body jerking. "Quiet," he growled, already pulling his jeans back over his hips.

He slapped her drenched slit again, harder this time. "And stop begging like a whore. I have to go." He zipped up, his softening cock still slick with her juices and his cum. "My stupid wife... she wakes easy."

He leaned down, one thick finger tracing her throbbing clit in rough circles, making her gasp and writhe. "But I'll be back," he rasped, his voice thick with promise. "Every fucking day and night. Your slutty little hole... it’s mine now. I crave that tight pink hole.”

Tae moaned, low and filthy, pushing her hips against his teasing finger. "Yes, Daddy... wreck it... wreck it anytime... break me..." Her voice was husky with spent desire.

She blinked up at him, lips swollen. "The rent...?"

He chuckled darkly, leaning close enough she smelled their mingled sweat and sex. "Keep that greedy hole tight," he breathed, his thumb pressing hard on her clit, "keep it wet for me... and you stay rent-free."

Tae nodded fervently, eyes wide. "Always wet, Daddy... always ready..."

He crushed his mouth against hers in a brutal, possessive kiss. It tasted like salt, iron, and his dominance. He pulled away sharply, leaving her gasping.

Without another word, he unlocked the door and slipped silently into the dark hallway, pulling it shut behind him.

Tae lay sprawled in the wreckage, sticky and aching. The sting on her clit lingered. She trailed her fingers through the cooling mess between her legs, touching the swollen folds bruised from his slaps and thrusts.

A slow, filthy smile spread across her face. Rent-free. All hers. She shifted, feeling his cum leak out onto the sheets. Tomorrow, she’d buy new lingerie. Something sheer. Something he’d rip right off.