He gave her thirty-five strokes in all, then dropped the belt and rubbed her flaming bottom.
Her breath was coming in sobs, but he couldn’t see if she was actually crying or not.She turned her head to the side.“Oh, please take me, Daddy,” she whispered.
His cock swelled, pressing against his zipper.He had thought she would need a cuddle first, or time to recover, but hearing the lust in her voice made the blood rush in his ears.He gripped her ass, squeezing her heated flesh.
She moaned and spread her feet wider, pushing back at him.
He slid a finger over her glossy slit.“My baby liked her spanking.”
“No, sir,” she said in a tiny voice.
“No?”
She twisted to look over her shoulder, then started to erect herself.
He pushed her back down.
“No, Daddy,” she insisted.“I don’t like to be in trouble with you.I really don’t.”Her brow furrowed and she rolled her face down on the bedspread.“I just need you now, that’s all,” she said, her words muffled in the fabric.
His heart contracted painfully.“Of course you do, sweetheart,” he said, sliding his finger over her plump folds.Her pussy was open and wet, so ready for him.“I will always give you what you need after your punishment has been concluded.”
“Please,” she pleaded.“Now?”
Joel chuckledand she heard the crinkle of a condom.“Daddy’s going to take you hard tonight, little girl,” he threatened, but his cock entered her like a caress.“Daddy’s going to take your pussy and your ass until you’re too sore to walk tomorrow.”
The muscles of her pelvic floor fluttered with excitement, even as her mind protested.She whimpered.
He pushed in and out of her with slow, deliberate strokes, nearly withdrawing completely before re-entering.The tease was killing her.
“Daddy, I need you,” she whined.
He shoved in hard and she sucked in her breath with a gulp.“Like that?”He pulled back and slammed in hard again.
“Yes,” she gasped.“Yes, please.Please take me hard, Daddy.”
He groaned and she sensed his loss of control.He pounded into her, taking her roughly, punishing her blazing ass with the slap of his flesh against hers.She should have known pain would feel this good.She’d been suffering her whole life for her art.How much more beautiful to offer up her pain for his pleasure.For her pleasure.
Reaching around the front of her, he pinched one nipple between his fingers, squeezing until she squealed and writhed to get away.When he released it, she went limp.
“Ow, oh God,” she moaned.“Da-deeee.”She loved calling him Daddy.This game they played felt so natural to her.She knew her lines, knew her part without needing to study the script.She’d been born to this role.
He slid his hand down her torso, over her shaven mound.He diddled her clit, rubbing the swollen nub and sending streaks of pleasure shooting through her.
She lost her mind completely.She screamed as her entire body jerked in wave after wave of clenching muscles and undeniable pleasure.He pulled out before she’d finished but continued to flick her sensitive nub as she came and came.
She finished, melting into the bed with the exquisite release.The sound of a bottle squirting lube reached her ears, but her brain had exited with her orgasm, so she didn’t realize his intent until she felt the head of his cock at her back entrance.
She immediately tightened her cheeks and lurched forward, trying to climb up on the bed.
Joel smacked the back of her thigh hard enough to make her yelp.“Where do you think you’re going?”
She whimpered, no good answer coming to mind.
“I told you I was going to punish your naughty little bottom and that means you get used in your most private hole.”
She squeezed her cheeks even tighter.
He slapped each one twice.“Open up for Daddy.Show me you can be a good girl.”
