“Yes, Sir, thank you, Daddy,” she said, mewling and pushing against him as if begging him to find his release. He thrust back into her, loving her extended scream as he pulled her hair and pounded into her ass hard and fast.
Every “Daddy” she uttered fueled him to go faster, deeper, to fuck her harder. He no longer knew where his body ended and hers began, they were fused into one magnificent being that consumed every cell in his body and soul. With his fingers now buried in her pussy, his cock in her ass, he applied his thumb to her clitoris, pressing hard, giving her absolutely no quarter.
“Please!”
The single word was all it took for his balls to release and send a flood of semen jetting to fill her bowels.
“Come!” he shouted, her obedience instant, her body convulsing. His own shout joined hers as the velvet walls of her ass contracted so tightly they trapped his cock, causing the rush of his cum to slow as her orgasm consumed her. Even as it reached its zenith, Stone wasn’t satisfied. His fingers began to pump harder, curling to find her g-spot, knowing he’d hit the soft magical sponge of her cunt when she screamed “Daddy, I can’t!”
“You will,” he countered, his thumb working her clit, his cock finally able to slide a bit, his cum again free to coat her insides. “I want to feel your cum coating my hand,” he said. “Give it to me, Micah. Give me that sweet cream.”
It only took a few more thrusts, some additional filthy orders for Micah to prove him right yet again, her second climax more intense than her first as liquid gushed from her pussy to not only cover his hand but to splash against his legs and puddle between her spread knees.
“What a beautifully naughty, dirty girl you are. Squirting all over your Daddy and the bed. God, I love you, Micah.”
“Iloveyoutooaddee.”
Stone chuckled as he slid his drenched fingers free, slipping his arm around her to support her when her strength seemed to disappear. At the relaxing of her walls of her ass, his dick gave a final jerk as it fed her the last drop of his seed before he finally pulled out. He wasn’t so far gone he didn’t use the fingers of his free hand to keep her buttocks spread. A sight he considered to be one of the grandest in life was to watch her gaping anus shudder and quiver as it fought to close, dribbles of his cum slipping from the darkness to slide along her leg as the wrinkles around the rim reappeared.
Satisfied he’d done her justice both as her disciplinarian and her lover, he gave her bottom a final swat before stepping back. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her across the room and into the bathroom.
“Sleepy,” she whimpered. “Don’t wanna bath.”
“You’re getting one,” he said with another soft chuckle. “Babygirl, you wouldn’t be able to sleep without getting clean.”
“Would so.”
“Hmmm, perhaps that spanking wasn’t long or hard enough,” he said even as he turned on first one tap and then the other after pulling the knob to seat the drain.
“Was too.”
He found her responses both amusing and telling. She was definitely tired and securely seated in her Little headspace, but he was also correct. She needed a bath. They both did. He managed to open and pour a decent amount of scented gel beneath the stream of water. Bubbles instantly frothed into existence to fill the room with their aroma of strawberries and the tub with what quickly became an impressive mountain of opalescent spheres that winked with a myriad of colors as they caught the light from the overhead fixture.
Stone had a bit of an issue when attempting to undress while still holding Micah in his arms. He didn’t trust her not to slip beneath the surface of the water if he placed her in the tub, but he also didn’t trust her legs to hold her weight if he attempted to set her on her feet. If he laid her on the floor, he was positive she’d be out like a light. The only possible solution was to set her on the toilet, staying close so his body would make it impossible for her to tilt and fall off.
“Go potty,” he demanded as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it toward the hamper.
“Don’t wanna,” she complained, leaning forward to press her head against him. While the gesture was something he found reassuring in that she trusted him to keep her upright, it didn’t help him undress.
“Webby, be a good girl. Go potty for Daddy then we’ll share a nice bubble bath and then you can sleep.”
“Share?”
He smiled as she seemed to awaken a bit with that word. “Yes, Daddy is going to bathe with you. But first, you need to potty and I need to take my clothes off.”
For some reason, she seemed to find that statement funny as she opened her eyes to discover his semi-flaccid cock outside his fly, his chest bare and one shoe toed off.
“Ohhhh, Daddy, I can see your weenie,” she said.
Stone rolled his eyes. “Babygirl, you’ve done far more than just seen my weenie. Now, unless you want another spanking, I suggest you empty your bladder.”
“If I do, can I watch you go pee?”
All right, she’d just proven she still had the power to completely flabbergast him. He simply could not seem to find a response to that question and was still wondering what to say when he felt his weenie being fondled.
“Hey!” he said, the surprise at the contact having him step back. “What on earth are you doing?”
Micah giggled, her fingers still in mid-air from where they’d been stroking across the head of his cock. “Just thanking you for…” Her words ended as her stream began, seeming to catch her by surprise. “I’m tinkling!”
