Page 96 of King of Temptation

Belt in hand, he made his way over to the large steamer trunk where he kept many of his favorite toys. The plug he selected was much like the belt. Large enough to make an impression, but not the worst option at his disposal. Judging by Goldie’s books and the way she’d reacted when he’d plugged her in the past, he was going to have plenty of opportunities to use the larger toys in their play.

For now, he simply needed one that was large enough to keep her mind on what was coming after her strapping, and help prep her for Daddy's cock. He spent some time weighing his options with the different lubricants as well, but in the end he decided against any of the lubes with ginger or peppermint in them.

There would be, he was certain, plenty of opportunities to teach his little menace about punishment lubes.

Gathering his tools, he headed back down the stairs to his office. Where he found his babygirl exactly where he’d told her to be. Bent over his desk, her legs spread just enough for him to see the glistening arousal between her thighs.

Fucking hell, she was perfect.

And she was all his.

Chapter 34

Goldie

How long did it take to find a plug? Unless he was looking for something else while he was up there.

Which begged the question of what, exactly, he might be looking for.

Nerves skittered up and down her spine while she waited, bent over with her bare ass in the air, staring down at her own panties folded neatly on top of his desk. There was a reason for that, she was sure, she just couldn’t figure out exactly what that reason was. To force her to focus even more on the fact that she was half-naked in his very nice office, waiting for her Daddy to come punish her?

That seemed the most likely option, knowing him. The bastard.

“What a pretty sight.”

Anxiety over her coming punishment warred with the warm pleasure of hearing him call her pretty. Craning her neck, she flashed him a cheeky grin over her shoulder. “Yeah? Why don’t you come over here and do something about it?”

She punctuated the offer with a little wiggle of her hips. Maybe if she could distract him with her pussy, he’d forget all about her punishment. Or at least go easy on her.

Yeah, right.

“Believe me, menace. I have every intention of doing something about that pretty bottom of yours.” Crossing the room, he cupped her ass, giving it a hard squeeze. “Starting with putting a nice fat plug in this naughty hole.”

Said plug appeared in front of her, along with a thick leather belt, and her mouth fell open at the sight. “There’s no way that’s going to fit!”

“It will. Granted, it will hurt more than a little, but it will fit. Just like Daddy’s cock will fit.”

“What if I promise to never, ever do anything dangerous again? Could we just skip the part where you shove stuff in my ass?”

“If I thought there was a chance in hell of you keeping that promise, I might consider it. With your history, however…”

The sound of something plastic opening met her ears. “Reach behind you and hold your bottom open for me, Goldie.”

She allowed herself one quiet whimper before doing as she’d been told. Without her arms to support her, she was left lying awkwardly over the desk, with her cheeks and boobs pressed up against the cool wood.

It was humiliating… and also quite possibly the hottest thing she’d ever experienced.

Grabbing one cheek in each hand, she slowly pulled them apart, exposing that most secret part of her to his gaze. A moment later, cool liquid dripped down over her skin and shame washed over her, heating every inch of her skin. And that shame only grew hotter when he pressed a finger to her hole, pushing forward past that tight ring of muscle.

“What do you think you should have done when you overheard Rowan on the phone?”

Seriously? He wanted to interrogate her now, when he was literally one knuckle deep in her asshole? “I don’t know. You’re the big bad mobster. What do you think I should have done?”

“That’s not the question, little girl. And you just earned yourself two extra with Daddy’s belt for being a smartass, bringing us up to an even ten. Keep it up, menace. I promise your ass will give out long before the leather on my belt does.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. It was probably a really bad idea to keep antagonizing the man who held the fate of her ass in his hands. “Sorry, Daddy.”

“Much better. Now…” He pushed even deeper inside her, stretching her hole with a slight burn that had her whining quietly as she fought not to move out of position. “Answer the question, please. There’s no wrong answer, other than a sassy one.”