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“We’ll deal with the Fixer together, but first you and I are going to have a discussion. You didn’t tell me everything even with the marks of my belt on your bare little bottom when I last punished you, did you?”
“No, Daddy,” I breathed.
“You need to be punished for that, don’t you, little girl?”
I opened my mouth and for a moment, I contemplated telling him that I didn’t need that, but I knew that would be a lie. For some insane reason, it settled me to know that Daddy was going to punish me. I knew it was going to hurt. I knew it was going to be hard, but I needed hard. I needed Daddy to show me he was in control no matter what happened.
That made me feel safe.
Daddy made me feel secure.
“Yes, Daddy,” I finally whispered.
“It makes Daddy very hard to think about punishing you and reminding you who’s in control,” he murmured.
My pussy clenched down hard, and a single drop of arousal dripped down my inner thigh.
“Come with Daddy now, little girl,” he instructed, and I couldn’t help myself as I kissed him once more.
“Good girl,” he crooned, and I smiled, feeling a slight blush come over my cheeks.
I decided I really liked how hearing that made me feel.
Chapter 8
His fingers curled around my upper arm. His grip was gentle, but firm enough to send a message that I didn’t really have a choice about coming with him. It was comforting at the same time that it was nerve-racking. Instead of exiting out the front door, Dean led me through the winery. There was no one inside with us, so we walked along. Everyone who worked there had long since gone home after closing, which I was grateful for.
Once we approached the back door, he released my arm and placed a guiding hand on my lower back instead. I swallowed a whimper at the feeling of his palm, imagining what it would soon feel like against my bare bottom. It was inevitable, but that didn’t make it any easier knowing that.
Before we walked out, I paused.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, little girl?”
“Are you going to spank me tonight?” I asked. I couldn’t help it. I wanted to know.
“Yes. Daddy is going to punish you tonight,” he answered, and my pussy clenched down so hard that a frightened squeak slipped from my lips. Instead of opening the door, he reached for me and pushed me against it roughly. His hand smoothed over my bottom and dipped lower, reaching underneath my dress. He forced his fingers between my legs, and I had to open them so that he didn’t hurt me.
“You’re so wet for me, little girl,” he murmured, and I struggled to draw in air.
I felt his touch between my soaked folds and his cock pressed up against my backside. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. All I could think about was his thick length pushing into me over and over again until I screamed.
“Daddy,” I pleaded.
“You want Daddy’s cock, don’t you, little girl?”
“I… please…”
I didn’t know what else to say. My tongue felt useless in my mouth. With just a few words, he’d devolved me into a wet mess of fiery need that refused to subside even though I desperately wanted it to.
His fingers circled my clit slowly.
“Do you think you deserve Daddy’s cock?”
I shuddered hard in his arms.
“Please, Daddy,” I begged, hoping he would take pity on me and fuck me senseless right here. I pressed backwards, trying to grind my pussy harder against his finger so that I could find the release I yearned for.
