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And so did I.
“Good girl. Now spread your legs for Daddy. Show him how much you need him,” he coaxed and the inner struggle I’d had before all but evaporated away. I opened my legs and leaned back onto my elbows, embracing the way my bottom burned against the bed and how my pussy wouldn’t stop weeping with my wetness. I was sure that it had already left a wet spot on the blanket beneath me.
He reached for me, his gaze not yet on the place where I needed him the most. His fingers grazed against my inner thigh, but his eyes held mine.
He knew I was wet for him. He didn’t need to say it. He didn’t need to see it either.
“It makes Daddy very hard to see you so open and exposed for him, little girl,” he said.
I blushed hard, my thighs flexing, and I had to fight the urge to close them even though he wasn’t even looking between them yet.
His palm cupped my inner thigh and he slapped it hard enough to catch me off guard with the sting. He moved his hand to my other leg, and I had to keep myself from tensing once more as he spanked the other side.
“Daddy told you to keep your legs open, didn’t he?” he scolded.
“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned.
“Daddy wants to see how much you need his cock, little girl. Keep those legs open or Daddy will have to spank that needy little pussy bright red before he fucks it,” he warned, and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning with need.
He pulled back and knelt before me, and making a show of the moment, he dropped his gaze to the place between my thighs. I swallowed heavily before a keening cry tore free from me. His lips curved up in a tiny smile before he pressed them against my inner thigh.
“So wet for me,” he observed, and my pussy clenched down hard.
“Please, Daddy,” I whimpered.
“Not yet, little girl. Daddy wants to hear you beg for it first,” he warned.
“Beg?” I asked.
“Oh, yes, little girl. You’re not going to be allowed to come until I give you permission. If you do come before Daddy says you can, you’ll find out what it feels like to have that naughty little clit spanked by the same wooden spoon that paddled your bare little bottom,” he continued, and I cried out with anxious arousal.
“But Daddy,” I began. He cleared his throat in warning and I closed my mouth immediately, not wanting to test his patience.
His palm drew up between my thighs, cupping me firmly before he spanked it hard. An intense blazing sting burned through my sensitive flesh immediately, taking my breath away along with it. I blinked several times, not wanting to cry but feeling like I might anyway.
I expected him to continue spanking me there, but the tenseness in his fingers faded away. Instead, he slid his fingertips up and down my sore flesh and I came to the sudden realization that the spanking between my legs had made me even more aroused.
“Lie down and place your hands behind your back, little girl. You will keep them there for Daddy. If you move them, I will have to tie you up and then I’ll have to remind you what happens to naughty girls who forget to follow Daddy’s instructions.”
I shuddered hard and licked my lips. Carefully, I arched upward and slid both hands behind my back. I folded them together and then laid down on top of them, effectively binding myself at his command.
“Good girl,” he praised, and he kissed my inner thigh. My body tensed with arousal, nervously awaiting what he would decide to do with me next.
“Daddy is going to play with this little pussy now. Remember, you are not allowed to come yet. Perhaps if you beg enough, I might just allow it,” he continued.
I moaned, arching my hips up toward him. His warm wet lips continued up my thigh with soft kisses that sent fiery bolts of pleasure cascading right to my clit. I sucked in a breath, nervously wanting his mouth on me but afraid to ask for it all the same.
I didn’t have to wait long.
He kissed the edges of my folds, edging closer and closer to the needy bud that called for him. Gently, he teased me by licking along the cusp of my entrance.
His fingers dug into my hips and he roughly pulled me forward so that I was on the edge of the bed. He gazed down at my pussy and I squirmed beneath him, hating that he could see how much I was turned on and loving it all the same.
His thumb brushed against my clit so lightly that I shivered, a tiny cry escaping me at his expert touch. I arched toward him as my nipples tightened into stiff peaks. I wanted to move my hands. I wanted to touch myself, but Daddy had told me that I needed to keep them right where they were.
I wanted to be a good girl for Daddy.
I wanted to be given permission to come for him.
