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“Yes what?”
“Yes…Daddy?”
“Say it like you mean it, if you mean it. And if you don’t then we’ve got even more work to do.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she calls out with conviction.
“Good girl,” I say, pulling my face away from hers. “Now. Where were we?” I pause and clear my throat. “Three…two…”
Without wasting another second her hands find the bark of the tree at chest level and she pushes her ass out for me. For. Me.
“Daddy will teach you to mind now…teach you by spanking you.”
I take the switch and get into position, ready to bring it across her ass, staring down at those perfect curves knowing if I spank her with this switch I’m going to be jealous of a piece of dead wood for the rest of the night. That’s not happening.
I toss the switch to the side, grab my collar and straighten it, before raising my hand above
my head.
Every rational thought leaves me as I focus on what I’m about to do…something I’ve never done before yet in this moment feels like something I’ve always wanted to do, meant to do, but only because of her.
My hand speeds through the crisp autumn air and cracks hard against her clothed bottom and immediately I need to know how her bare flesh feels against my hand.
Her body lurches forward but her feet dig in and she pushes her bottom back into my grip as I squeeze one bear cheek hard, possessively, letting her know who she belongs to.
“Tell me you want me to spank you again, Little Treat. Tell me you want my big, thick hand on that tiny ass, my grip dwarfing your body as I fill your skin with pleasure and pain all at the same time until you melt into my grip and your body is marked with my handprint for the next few days.”
She whimpers.
“Say it. Tell your Daddy what you want.”
“Spank me, Daddy. Teach me to obey.”
And that’s exactly what the fuck I do, lifting my hand and bringing it down on her other globe this time, and this time she’s ready. Her feet are bound to the ground and every muscle in her body is braced as my hand makes contact with her flesh. Her head darts from forward to back, spinning around and allowing her to see the animalistic need that’s taken over my expression and turned my look into something much more feral, dangerous, and savage.
She bites her lower lip but doesn’t say anything, nor does she need to.
I spank her again, her eyes staying locked on mine the whole time and my cock throbbing so hard I could shoot a geyser full of seed straight through the tightly wound Italian wool fibers of my slacks, painting the ground with my unborn child.
But I refuse. I’m saving this first climax for her womb. I’m going to paint her insides like a Jackson Pollock, but this time the masterpiece won’t sell for millions in some fancy art studio. It will be priceless…because just like fate brought us together, I know she’s destined to be bred by me the night I claim her for the first time.
Suddenly the thought of someone else claiming her before me, someone in the past, crosses my mind and rage shoots through me.
“Daddy, you’re squeezing my bottom too hard,” she alerts me, and only then do I move my hand from her perfect ass.
“I hope you learned your lesson,” I say, my head spinning at the mosaic of thoughts shooting through it like stars in the night.
“I learned, Daddy…but maybe I might need you to remind me in the future.”
“If I need to remind you then you didn’t learn.”
“Or maybe I learned something else about me, about you, and a reminder now in then isn’t punishment, but play. And more importantly…is exactly what we both want. Daddy.”
I swallow hard.
She’s breathed new life into me by entering my world, but until I enter her and breed her, this tormenting feeling of need is going to be the death of me.
She will be mine.
