Page 217 of Broken Daddy


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Greedy girl.

She’d already come several times. How many orgasms did she want?

“Unfortunately, you don’t get to come after a punishment.” He said that just as he pushed two fingers deep inside her. She moaned, then her brain caught up with what he’d said.

“W-what? Why not? Then why?”

“Why am I touching your pussy? Getting you all worked up?” he murmured.

“Yes!”

“For these.” He held up some beads. She blinked, wondering what the heck he was talking about.

“What are those?”

“These are Ben-Wa balls. Have you heard of these before?”

Oh heck.

She was in trouble now.

Hayes could tellby the look on her face that she had heard of Ben-Wa balls and she wasn’t a fan of where he was about to put them.

“I can see you know where these are going.”

“I don’t think that’s going to work!”

“Oh, it will work. See, you are still being punished so these are going to go up inside your pussy and you aren’t allowed to come. If you do come, then I’m going to spend a good part of tonight edging you. And believe me you do not want a punishment edging.”

“Holy heck.”

“If you need to pee, then you can ask me to take them out. Otherwise, they stay in there until I take them out.”

A calculating look filled her face.

“And you can’t ask to pee after five minutes and expect them to stay out. I’ll put them back in,” he warned.

“Darn it.”

He grasped hold of the ball at the end and, parting her pussy lips again, he slid one ball into her pussy, pushing it up inside her. The second ball popped in. Then the third. A string hung down which was used to pull them back out.

Later.

He licked his fingers clean while she watched, her face enraptured. Then he grabbed her panties and put them on her.

“Wait there while Daddy gets you something to wear.”

He got her new yellow onesie from the living room and walked back in with it. He’d deliberately bought a short sleeved one with wide arm holes.

After getting her dressed in it, he picked her up and put her on his hip.

“So, baby girl. What would you like to try playing with first?”

This was torture.

It was definitely against Little law.

She whimpered as she moved and the balls inside her pussy rubbed against each other.