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I dole out another, this time she squeals into the bedspread and her legs curl up to protect her tender bottom.

“Two more,” I say, gruffly, palming her delicious ass. A bleating sound erupts from my sweet little Elle and I give her backside a dirty squeeze. “Last one’s on your thighs. No moving until we're done, yeah?”

She nods, keeping her face pressed into the bed and I whip her once again. A shiver of satisfaction dances through me, proud she doesn’t move.

“Last one, baby, and then Daddy’s gonna kiss it all better.”

She reaches a hand out toward me and I take it, circling her palm with my thumb. After a moment, I pull away and she instantly tucks it beneath her.

I lick my lips, and slide the leather though my fingers, heightening the frisson. When the final blow lands, she kicks out like a pony and then tucks her knees up, both hands grabbing the backs of her thighs. But not one peep comes out of my dirty little princess’s mouth.

“That’s Daddy’s job.” I shove her hands away to take over soothing her tormented flesh. “Look at me,” I demand, and smile in pure satisfaction as she obeys instantly, even though I’ve hurt her.

Her eyes glisten as she weeps silently, tears sliding down her flushed face. “Such a pretty sight,” I purr, dropping to my knees behind her.

Exploring her welts with my mouth, she quivers beneath my lips. “That feel better, little one?”

Her answer is a little groan of pleasure. A wicked grin splits my face and I spread her cheeks. Her rosebud puckers at the intrusion. Her pussy is sopping wet and pulses as I run my tongue through her slit up to her winking bottom hole.

“Mm, good girls taste good.”

“Gah! More Daddy, please.”

I oblige, shoving my face between her ass cheeks and using my skilled tongue until she’s grinding shamelessly against my beard. When she starts to squirm, I take a handful of each cheek and yank her tightly against me and my wiggling tongue. Her impending orgasm changes the taste of her, and it fuels my hedonistic beast. Her legs twitch and little pants and cries urge me on.

“Please, please, god, I can’t. It’s too much, too intense.” Another orgasm rips through her, and she lets out a drawn-out mewl. The pulsing goes on longer than her first time, and her toes curl into the carpet.

“That’s it, princess,” I soothe, grinning as she falls limp. Leaving her, I grab a couple of condoms off the nightstand. “Roll over.” This time my demand is gentler. When she’s on her back, I spread her wide to kiss her pretty little clit, sucking it in and tonguing it to wake my girl up. She starts to cry out and close her legs, but I smack her inner thigh and forcefully pry them open.

Rising, I roll the condom on. My dick is so painfully hard it aches for relief. “Hands above your head.” When she obeys, I grab her ankles, cross them, and lift her legs straight up. The pink strips are breathtakingly beautiful to me.

I give her no warning, just drive my rock hard cock into her weeping pussy. She gasps, but it quickly turns into a moan.

“Gah, Daddy Dan… your cock fills me up… so good.” With her mascara smudged and running down her face, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes rolling back in bliss, I feel like a real man—the kind that can do anything.

My hips pistoning, I thrust deeply inside her. Little yips, mewls and moans escape her, perfectly in time with my hard abdomen slapping against her freshly punished thighs. The scent of her and the gush of her fresh juices egg me on, telling me she’s getting pleasure from the pain.

“Fuck!” I call out, as her pussy clenches around my cock. Holding back long enough to pull out of her, I release her legs and flip her, so I can rip off the condom and shoot cum onto her hot, red ass. “That’s my pretty little girl.”

I’m not done. There’s so much more I want from her tonight, so much more I need to do to exorcize her from my soul.

Falling onto the bed beside her, I pull her tight to me, wrapping my arms around her. She clings to me, still shuddering from her orgasms. I press a kiss to her nape and tuck my cock tight against her hot bottom.

“Alexa, call room service,” I mumble to the virtual assistant on the desk. She answers obediently and dials.

“Even the virtual ladies do what they’re told with you.”

I kiss her again. “Shut up, princess, I’m too tired to spank you again right now.” I smile into her neck as she laughs sleepily.

And then I order us crepes, with strawberries, chocolate and whipped cream, bacon, and scrambled eggs. “And leave it in the foyer. I don’t wish to be disturbed.”

“Certainly P?—”

I tell Alexa to end the call before the dude can finish saying Prince Danon.

“Sleep now because after it gets here and I feed you, I’m fucking you all over again.”

“Mmm.”

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