Page 45 of Blush for Daddy


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I wished the floor would open up and swallow me whole. I wished he wasn’t there watching me do this.

My face burned as the salty sweetness of my own arousal burst across the inside of my mouth. He didn’t say anything. He just watched, which only made it even more humiliating. I knew that my obedience was the only way out, so I licked the wet spot carefully, ensuring that I didn’t miss a single spot with my tongue and when I was finally finished, I held up the gusset to show him that I’d done what he’d asked of me, trembling with shame the entire time.

“That was hard for you, wasn’t it, little girl?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered anxiously as he took my panties and laid them aside on top of the folded pile of clothing that I’d put beside him. I didn’t miss that he’d arranged them so that the wet spot was still on display.

“Good girl,” he murmured. He reached for the table and grasped the glass of water, handing it to me expectantly. I took it and drank a good deal of it rather gratefully before I passed it back to him. He put it down and took my hands firmly in his.

“I want to make something very clear before I take you over my knee, little girl. Your spanking tonight isn’t going to be role play. I’m not spanking my naughty secretary or someone else. I’m going to punish Keri for doing something as reckless as trying to bring herself to orgasm while she was behind the wheel of the car. Do you understand me, little girl?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I answered, unable to stop myself from trembling.

“Why else am I going to punish you, little girl?” he asked.

Fuck.

My pussy was nearly convulsing with arousal now.

“I don’t know,” I answered evasively. I looked away, entirely too embarrassed.

“You do, little girl. Why did you come here in the first place?” he demanded.

I refused to answer him. I turned away. I was too proud to admit the words he wanted me to say. He was right. I did know what he wanted, but I wasn’t going to say it. Not out loud.

That would make it real.

His fingers tightened around mine and he gently pulled me forward. I didn’t fight him as he took me over his knee, even though there was a part of me that wanted to. I wanted to punch and kick him, but I did none of that. I simply went over his knee as if it was where I was meant to be.

His palm grazed over my bottom.

“Why did you come here, little girl?” he asked again.

“I…”

“Tell me what you need,” he pressed. He patted my backside gently and from somewhere deep inside me, I found the courage to speak once more.

“I need you, Daddy,” I finally forced myself to say.

“Daddy is going to take care of you, little girl, whether it be keeping you safe and out of trouble or spanking your bare little bottom bright red when you’re naughty,” he murmured, and my face reddened even though I was staring straight down at the couch beneath me.

“Please, you don’t need to do this,” I finally managed to say, and he chuckled.

“You need a hard spanking, little girl. You need Daddy to punish you,” he chided.

“I…” I began.

“Admit it, little girl,” he warned as he grasped my right cheek firmly in his hand.

“Yes, Daddy,” I wailed. I did need this, and I didn’t know why.

“Do you want to know something else, little girl?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy,” I answered nervously.

“It makes Daddy very hard to punish his naughty little girl,” he continued.

“Yes, Daddy,” I squealed. My hands moved to cover my face as if I could hide my shame, but at the exact moment, that’s when his fingers descended between my thighs.

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