“Keep them right there, little girl.”
The order was accompanied by his foot sliding between hers, guiding her legs apart until he was satisfied with her stance. She had time to open her mouth but the question was forgotten the second his hand descended on her bare bottom. As he continuedto spank her, her yelps and cries of protest were ignored as she learned that spankings on a wet bottom hurt far more than those on a dry one. Her moans and sharp cries echoed around the enclosed space as his hand connected again and again with her buttocks.
Once her butt was far hotter than the water that continued to rain down on her, her Daddy leaned close to where her cheek was pressed to the slick tile.
“The next time I believe that you are even thinking about yourself as less than the incredibly sexy, beautiful woman I see every time I look at you, you’ll be spanked until you can’t sit comfortably on this gorgeous ass for an entire week. If a hundred swats and writing a hundred sentences didn’t convince you of how serious I am, believe me, little girl, your Daddy has many additional methods he can explore.”
She gasped when he slid his finger into the divide of her bottom to push slowly but persistently into her anus, the intrusion causing her to lift onto her tiptoes.
“And, young lady, you’ll then discover how Angel feels when she must make her apology to her Daddy with her bottom instead of her mouth.” His finger continued to move in and out of her, her buttocks clenching even as her sex moistened. “Are we clear?”
“Ye—yes, Daddy,” she managed to squeak. His words instantly brought to mind the evening she’d spent with her friend and fellow Little, Angel. Angel had both a Mommy and a Daddy who were extremely loving but also strict in how they handled disciplining their Little girl. The memory of learning exactly how Angel made her atonement to her Bigs made Barbara’s cheeks flush and her heart beat faster. “I’m trying, I really am.”
“Try harder,” Craig suggested, his finger slipping from her as his cock nudged against her sex.
As he pushed into her, she pushed back, accepting his right to take her wherever he desired, a corner of her mind wishing he had pushed into her bottom. Just that thought, and the taboo aspect of the act instantly accompanying it, had her moaning, her body quivering with the wonder of how it would feel the first time her Daddy entered her bottom.
The plug he had placed into her weeks earlier had been hard to accept, and truth be told, it was tiny compared to the cock that was now thrusting into her pussy. His hands came around her torso, cupping her breasts, his lips kissing along her neck, effectively driving any thoughts of what might occur in the future from her mind as she surrendered to the incredible present. All too quickly, she felt that delicious tingling begin deep inside her, the sensations spreading along every neve in her core until she screamed in bliss as Craig brought her to a tremendous climax, his body against hers the only reason she remained upright against the tile as her body convulsed.
“You are my love, my gorgeous, incredible girl, the most beautiful thing in my life. Bunny, please let go of your past—you have no need of it any longer.”
His words brought tears to her eyes as he continued to make love to her, his fingers moving from their soft strokes on her breasts to begin tugging on her pebbled nipples.
“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned, as she finally began to believe he meant every word he said. His touch seemed to electrify her until she’d felt her second release building. When he ordered her to come with him, she’d obeyed. Afterward, he turned her, clasping her to his wet chest, and she’d wrapped her arms around him. “I love you so much, thank you for loving me back.”
His promise to never stop loving her had completely filled her soul.
“Wake up, babygirl,” Craig said from where he was seated on the edge of the bed. He reached out to brush auburn curls from her cheek and continued to caress her until her eyes drifted open and her sleepy gaze found his. God, he adored the look on her face as she came fully awake when his hand moved down her naked back to rest on her full, heart-shaped bottom. All evidence of the spanking he’d given her in the shower the night before was gone. This morning, he stroked across the rounded globes far more gently than he had the evening before. The slight tremble his fingertips evoked made him smile.
“Beautiful,” he whispered, bending to place his lips against her own before sliding his arms beneath her, scooping her up, and carrying her into the bathroom for the second time in just a few hours. However, instead of the shower stall, he lowered his Little girl into the steaming bubble bath he’d prepared.
Leaving last night in the past, after their shared bath, they dressed and left the house. Craig patted her bottom before she slid into the car. That simple touch again felt as if he were proclaiming her as beautiful. Her smile was shy as she took his hand after he fastened her seat belt. His question showed in his eyes as he looked down at her.
“You don’t have to wait,” she whispered, her tummy flipping with the memory of the sensation of his finger stroking her anus. “I mean, perhaps you can teach me what it feels like to have you take my-my bottom without me being naughty.”
Craig felt his cock twitch and he grinned, pressing his lips to her forehead. “Good to know,” he said, before moving to get behind the wheel. As he turned the key, he said, “Class begins the moment we get home.”
“I’ll be ready, Sir,” she whispered, her heart stuttering, knowing she’d find it difficult to think of anything else throughout the day. Smiling, she also wondered if she had time to call Angel—perhaps her friend had some tips for an anal virgin.
CHAPTER FIVE
Scenes like the one enjoyed by Garrett and Ariel, Jason and Nancy, Craig and Barbara were played out across Houston before dawn broke the day after their dinner. Every member of the HOPEFULs awoke a little sore, but deeply satisfied that their men knew exactly how to control the delicate balance required to make each level of the different kinky dynamics they had chosen so incredibly rewarding.
Elizabeth stifled a moan as she pushed down her jeans, deciding that today definitely required she wear a skirt instead. Logan chuckled from where he was buttoning his shirt in preparation to go house-hunting.
“It’s not nice of you to laugh at my pain,” Liz scolded, as she tossed the jeans on the bed before going into her closet and returning with a tiered navy skirt that she could pair with the pale-blue blouse she was already wearing.
“You’re right; come here.” Logan drew her to him when she obeyed, the skirt dangling from her fingers. “Perhaps an additional change would help,” he suggested, looking down into her upturned face.
She could feel the heat of the instant blush that colored her cheeks as he hooked his fingers into her blue lace-bikini panties.She gasped as he slowly tugged them down, that simple move causing the touch of silk to rake across her tender nates.
Once she stepped out of the underwear, she waited to be released so that she could go choose a thong instead. Logan had other plans as he turned her away and then cupped her buttocks in his palms, ignoring the moan she was unable to stifle.
“You’ll go without today,” he ordered, running a fingertip along a slightly raised ridge, evidence of the application of the cane to her ass the night before. “No one is going to know but us,” he whispered into her ear, before nibbling on the sensitive skin behind it.
Her face heated even more. “I-I don’t think I can,” she confessed, never before purposely choosing to start her day, especially a day outside of her own home, sans underwear. She moaned again when his hand gave her punished cheek a slight squeeze.
“Consider it an order,” Logan said, gently guiding her backward until her legs hit the edge of the bed. “Like this one. Turn around.” Once she had, he pushed her torso down onto the surface. “If you feel you need something beneath your skirt, perhaps a nice thick plug up your ass will suffice.”
