A breathy sigh escaped me, and his hand finally pulled away from my over-sensitized skin, only to smack down hard right where my bottom met my thighs. My pussy clenched down hard and I keened in surprise at the sharp sound. A deep stinging sensation buzzed across my flesh and when a second slap branded the other side, I slammed my lips together so that I didn’t make a second sound.
I didn’t remember him starting this hard last time. He spanked me several more times and I came to the terrifying realization that he was most certainly punishing me more firmly than last time.
“Wait. You’re spanking me harder,” I cried out.
“I know, little girl. Daddy has to spank you harder for lying a second time, doesn’t he?” he pressed.
“Yes, Daddy,” I wailed.
He didn’t say anything more after that. He just used his palm to deliver the rest of the message. Over and over again, his hand smacked against my ass, painting the entirety of my backside with that same burning sting, only this time he ventured a little bit further down my thighs. Those hurt the worst, and soon I was squirming as much as I could manage in order to try to avoid each punishing blow.
He didn’t miss, not even once.
Fuck, it hurt. I had told him not to make it hurt and he didn’t listen.
“Stop! I’ve had enough,” I cried.
“This is a punishment, little girl, and Daddy is going to decide when you’ve learned your lesson,” he answered darkly.
“I won’t lie again, Daddy!” I squealed, trying to grab the couch so that I could pull myself forward.
“I’m going to make sure of that,” he answered. His palm continued to pepper my backside far more thoroughly than I wanted. It was truly beginning to hurt and that made me mad.I felt so out of control and he kept pushing and pushing and nothing I could do would make it stop.
His cock throbbed hard against my belly. He was aroused. I could use that.
“Please. I’ll suck your cock for you, Daddy. Please stop spanking me,” I begged.
Still, he didn’t listen. If anything, his palm spanked me even harder.
For a while longer, I was able to keep quiet. I didn’t let myself cry out, not even once after that. I stayed strong, like a goddamn fortress, until he started spanking the tops of my thighs just as hard as he had all over my backside. That’s what crumbled me from within.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. It started with a small whimper and then it evolved into something louder. I cried out as he punished me harder than I wanted and that only served to make me even more furious.
I was a woman. Not a goddamn little girl. I didn’t need to be taken over a man’s knee when I was naughty and spanked like this.
His hand was so hard, and I struggled to take it, but he didn’t give me a choice. This time hurt so much more than the last and just when I thought I was going to lose control and start to cry, he stopped, and my pussy pulsed to life.
All this time, I’d been so focused on how painful the spanking was that I hadn’t noticed just how sensitive my clit had become. I wriggled just the slightest bit and my needy little bud groundagainst his hard thigh, causing me to suck in a breath as a jolt of heady arousal burst over me like a sudden rainstorm.
I felt wet and sticky. The scent of my own arousal circled around me and I bit my lip in order to keep my shame quiet.
Why was I reacting like this? Why had he spanked me for a second time and made me this ridiculously aroused after it was all over?
Fury ricocheted inside me with powerful force. I didn’t know if I was mad at him for spanking me so hard, or because his dominance had turn me into an aroused little mess, or that I had even asked for his help in the first place. I was just irritated and the way he was touching me right now was making me even more infuriated.
“On your knees, little girl. It’s time for you to thank Daddy for your spanking,” he growled. When I didn’t move right away, he lifted me clean off his lap and deposited me on my knees himself.
My bottom burned from his palm. I glanced at his hand, noting with a hint of satisfaction that it was pink too. I hope it stung just as much as my backside did.
I watched as he unbuttoned his pants and when he pulled down his zipper, I couldn’t force myself to look away. He pushed his underwear down, freeing his cock to my view for the very first time.
Holy fuck.
He was even bigger than I imagined, so much bigger than anyone I’d ever been with before. My pussy clenched tightly, imagining his thick length forcing itself up inside me and I felt a single drop of wetness drip down my thighs at the sight. AsI stared at his length, I could see each vein throbbing with his own need. He was so hard that his cock had taken on a pink and almost purple hue.
I licked my lips.
I’d never felt the urge to suck any man’s cock before. Not until this moment. Not until him. Sure, I’d done it before, but I’d never really wanted to. It had always seemed like such a chore and had never been particularly enjoyable for me. For them, sure. For me, not even a little bit.
