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I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want him to see me break like that.
“Please, I…” I began, trying to gain back some semblance of control, but he was ready for that. I’d lost it and he was going to take it all away from me with what he said next. I took a step back, but the sound of his voice stopped me in my tracks.
“I’m going to give you two choices, little girl. You will choose one or the other. There will be no other options. Do you understand me?”
“Yes,” I breathed as my voice trembled.
“The situation with your father will be resolved by tomorrow morning regardless of what you decide, but you obviously cannot go home tonight, can you?”
“No,” I panted. My legs were quivering, and I couldn’t make them stop.
“I can get you a hotel room for the night, and when the sun rises in the morning, your problems will be your own. You will have to find your own living arrangements. You will have to figure out a way to make an income. Your life will be yours, but so will the responsibility that comes with that,” he continued.
“That’s the first choice?” I whispered hoarsely.
“Yes, that is option number one,” he answered decisively.
“What’s option number two?” I asked, unable to hide my uneasiness.
“You can stay here tonight, and I will take care of you, but I will warn you that little girls that I take care of call me Daddy and they are spanked hard on their bare little bottoms when they have been naughty,” he said firmly.
In one breath, I recognized that he was giving me an out. Surviving on my own would be difficult though. It would be much easier with his assistance. I knew that and there was no doubt in my mind that he knew that too.
My pussy throbbed even harder.
As I sat there trying to weigh my options, I realized that it was really no choice at all. I was too aroused and too curious to listen to the anxious fear rumbling inside of me.
Right now, I could leave, but I knew myself. I’d regret that decision for the rest of my life.
It wasn’t really a choice at all. Not for me.
“I want to stay,” I told him haltingly.
“Refer to me properly, little girl,” he pressed. “You know what I expect to hear.”
I swallowed heavily and closed my eyes, even as my pussy pulsed with increasing intensity. I was so wet and that scared me as much as my ever-growing arousal. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them once again as I parted my lips so I could finally answer him before he decided I was taking too long.
“I want to stay, Daddy,” I whispered. The word ‘daddy’ felt foreign on my tongue, but a zing of arousal jolted through my core and settled right in my clit at the same time that a strong sense of curiosity and utter confusion surrounded me completely.
I didn’t know if I liked it, but I was keenly aware of the fact that he did. For some reason, that made me like it too.
My emotions swirled like a storm inside me. I was a mess of arousal, fear, excitement, incredible embarrassment and shame and I didn’t know how to handle it. He made it so that none of that mattered.
“Come here, little girl,” he instructed. “Stand in front of me.”
An extreme compulsion to obey him ripped through me and I found it impossible to fight. I pressed my heels into the floor and stood almost without thinking and when I started walking toward him, I finally realized what I was doing. There was something inside of me that wanted to obey him, a part of me that demanded that I answer to his firm dominance despite the even louder part of me that wanted to get away. Right now, that part was screaming at me to run.
It was too late for that now though. I knew that and he knew it too.
As I put one foot in front of the other, I reached him far faster than I wanted to. He reached for me, but he didn’t force me over his knee. Not yet.
Instead, he brushed his fingers down the side of my hip.
“Naughty little girls are spanked on their bare bottoms, aren’t they?” he said firmly, and a shiver of fresh arousal and terror raced down my spine. My pussy clenched tightly with need at the prospect of him seeing my most private of places for the first time and I found that I was frozen as I waited for what would come next.
“Yes, Daddy,” I answered fearfully.
“Unbutton your jeans and push them down for me, little girl,” he instructed as his powerful eyes flicked up to meet mine. Inside them, I saw unequivocal command and before I could even think of turning around and bolting to the door, my fingers were fumbling with the metal button that held my jeans shut. Once it finally popped free, I slowly unzipped my jeans, keenly aware of just how loud it sounded in the silence of the room.
