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“Daddy, it hurts,” she whined, her breaths turning to soft pants as she struggled to submit. She wanted to be a good girl, to take whatever he’d chosen to give her, but her body and mind were fighting him every inch of the way.

“I’m sure it does,” he said with a low chuckle. “This is what happens to naughty little girls who don’t listen to their Daddies.”

Between the pain and the humiliation, she had zero energy to put into filtering her response as her temper flared. “You were being ridiculous!”

There was a pretty blonde standing in front of her, watching the scene unfold with eyes that went suddenly wide. Even without that visual cue, Lottie would have known it was the wrong thing to say.

“I’m sorry, Daddy, I didn’t mean it!”

Too little, too late.

Whatever had been sitting on her back disappeared, and a moment later her entire right cheek exploded with pain. The punishment was repeated on her left cheek, then her right again, over and over until she was squirming and whimpering on the bench. Not just from the pain, but from the need building between her thighs. A need which wasn’t helped in the least by him slowly fucking her ass with whatever it was he had put in there.

By the time he was done paddling her, fire had spread across her bottom, inside and out, her pussy was soaked to the point she was worried about the mess she must be leaving on the bench, and she was feeling very, very sorry for being such a brat.

“What do you do when Daddy gives you an order, Charlotte?” Daddy’s voice was hard, making her feel even more sorry than she already was.

“O-obey,” she said with a quiet sniffle.

“And what do you do when Daddy gives you an order you think is ridiculous?”

“Obey!” she repeated, this time crying out her response as he plunged the hard column even deeper inside her.

“Who owns you, Charlotte?” Another flurry of swats landed across her ass, reigniting the pain and sending little jolts of pleasure straight to her clit.

“You do, Daddy!”

“That’s right. Every single inch of this gorgeous fucking body belongs to me. And if I have to claim every single one of your sweet little holes every day to remind you of that, then I will. Do you understand me, Charlotte?”

“Yes, Daddy, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

The spanking stopped, leaving her breathless and on the verge of tears as the thick head of his cock pressed into her pussy. With her bottom full, she felt her muscles stretch more than usual and panic wrapped around her chest.

“Daddy, stop! You’re too big!”

His laughter reached her ears at the same time he pushed forward just a little more. “Thank you for the compliment, baby, but I promise I’ll fit. I just need to go a little slower than usual. Can you be a good girl and relax for me?”

“I-I don’t know.”

“I think you can. Don’t you want to make Daddy proud, little one?”

As if he’d flipped a switch, those words instantly had some of the tension leaching from her muscles. She let out a shuddering breath as he thrust forward a bit, stretching her until she was impossibly full. It was so reminiscent of the night he’d finally popped her cherry, she couldn’t help but feel like she was losing her virginity all over again.

In his club. In front of dozens of witnesses.

God, that was fucking hot.

“That’s my good girl. Just a little more, baby. You’re so fucking wet for me, Lottie. Did you enjoy getting your naughty bottom spanked in front of all our friends? Maybe I’ll make sure all your punishments are in public since you seem to enjoy them so much.”

She wanted to deny it, but how could she when her pussy clenched greedily around him at just the thought of everyone watching her get spanked and fucked and whatever else it was he might have planned for her on a regular basis? There was, she was slightly ashamed to admit, a part of her that loved the attention. That loved being on display, that loved knowing all eyes were on her, for whatever reason.

“Fuck, you’re so tight with that glass cock in your ass. If I could stand the thought of another man touching you, I’d share you with someone new every night. And you’d let me, wouldn’t you, baby, because you’re Daddy’s good fucking girl. Aren’t you, Charlotte?”

Was that even a question? Whatever he asked of her, she would give. “Yes, Daddy.”

“But I won’t, because I’m the only man who will ever get to feel this sweet pussy or your tight little asshole on my cock. For as long as I live, Charlotte, you are mine.”

His words, the friction of her clit rubbing against the bench with every hard, slow stroke, it was all too much. Pleasure exploded inside her, hot waves of it rushing through her veins. A scream tore from her throat as it ripped through her, shredding her into a million tiny pieces from the inside out.

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