Page 69 of Daddy's Property


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His kisses showered over the top of my scalp, to my forehead, to my cheeks and my lips. He kissed away my tears and I gasped, my emotions raw. The hand that had spanked me so very thoroughly wrapped around the back of my head, holding me close and not letting go.

“I love you, Daddy,” I whispered when my tears finally stopped.

“I love you too, little girl. I love you so much, but you know that, don’t you?” he said softly, and I nodded against his chest.

I did know. I knew that deep down in the very depth of my ravaged soul.

When my crying finally stopped, his finger lifted my chin and he captured me in a burning kiss that left me gasping for air. I squirmed against his chest as the events of the day started to take its toll on me. Even though I’d fought and sobbed through my spanking, I was just as soaked as ever. Now that there was no more stinging paddle to contend with, my clit was throbbing with endless fire and as if he could read my mind, he slipped one hand between my thighs to discover just that.

I blushed hard.

“What’s this, my naughty girl?” he asked pointedly, and I whined with needy shame.

“Daddy, please…” I whispered, thoroughly embarrassed.

“Are you ready to come for Daddy?” he asked, and I chewed my lip, feeling naughtier than ever with my bottom bright red and sore and my pussy this wet.

“Yes, Daddy,” I answered hoarsely.

“Climb off Daddy’s lap and bend over the bed,” he instructed.

I was far too excited at the prospect of an orgasm that I didn’t hear the twinge of firmness that had returned in his voice. He offered me his hand as I slowly made my way to my feet. My panties were tangled around my ankles, and he reached down, helping me step out of them with incredible gentleness.

Our bed was tall, so I had to climb on top of it a little so that my hips were positioned just right for him. I blushed, thinking about all the times he’d fucked me this way. It always made him so hard to see my bare bottom spanked red as he used my pussy as roughly as he saw fit.

His hand settled on my lower back, and he cleared his throat. I stilled. His hold on me was harder than usual, almost like he was pinning me in place again.

“Daddy?”

“Daddy thought long and hard about your punishment, little girl,” he began, and a sudden sense of foreboding settled over me.

I stayed silent.

“The paddling was only the first part of your punishment, Cami-girl. What comes next will ensure that you never forget that your daddy cares about you again,” he scolded, and I went to push up from the bed. He pressed me back down.

“Daddy, what’s happening?” I asked nervously.

“Who do you belong to, my little girl?”

“You, Daddy. I belong to you,” I answered, my voice trembling.

He reached over to open the drawer of his nightstand. He reached inside and grabbed what looked like a small bottle. It was only when he grasped my sore stinging cheeks and spread me open that I realized his true intentions.

“Daddy, wait!”

He simply poured lubricant over my exposed bottom hole.

“Reach back and hold yourself open for Daddy,” he instructed. When I didn’t obey, he spanked my pussy several times, the stinging pain of his palm soon matching the intensity of the paddle. In a show of self-preservation, I rushed to put my arms back. I cried out when I grasped my sore bottom cheeks, holding them open for him obediently in the end.

My whole body shook with anticipation.

His finger touched me, and I tensed. Slowly, he spread the lubricant over my tight rim. I whined when he pushed a single digit inside me. He wasn’t exactly gentle, and it pinched hotly for a few seconds before my body started to open a little bit for him. I was really nervous. He’d used plugs and his fingers inside me before, but I knew that he wasn’t going to use either of those right now.

He was going to fuck my bottom this time.

“Daddy told you that you were going to come very hard for him after your spanking, didn’t he?”

“Yes Daddy, but I thought…” I gasped.

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