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“You needed Daddy’s help today, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I trembled the tiniest bit and I was sure that he noticed because his arm held me firmly against his chest.
“The email has already been taken care of and has ceased to exist. It was never opened and no one else saw anything,” he continued.
“Thank you, Daddy. I didn’t mean it,” I explained quickly.
“I know, little girl. There’s no need to explain. You should know that there is a price for Daddy’s help though,” he warned, and I whimpered quietly. I shouldn’t be surprised really. If anything, I should have expected it.
“Daddy?”
“In exchange for my help today, you will move in with me. You will continue to call me Daddy whenever we are alone together and I will be as rough with you as I please, do you understand me?”
I swallowed heavily. His demand to move in was heavy handed, but as the thought of moving in with him really dawned on me, I found that I wanted to.
“Yes, Daddy,” I answered with a hard blush.
“That’s not all, little girl,” he murmured, and I shuddered hard.
“Tonight, you’re going to ask Daddy to fuck your tight little bottom, but only after he’s spanked you hard enough to make you wet and angry,” he whispered into my ear, his breath against my skin making me quake even harder.
“You can’t be serious,” I gasped.
“Are you questioning Daddy again, little girl?”
“I can’t… you can’t mean to do something like that,” I answered, blushing even more heavily. I stammered as I tried to explain just how filthy his demand was. He couldn’t fuck my bottom. It was far too shameful a thing.
“Stand up, little girl,” he demanded, his voice taking on a hard disciplinary edge. I’d pushed him and now I was going to pay the price. This time, he didn’t instruct me to remove my clothes and he didn’t do it gently. He grasped the collar of my blouse and tore it apart, making the buttons fly off all around me. He roughly forced it off my shoulders and tossed it aside. He wasn’t gentle as he ripped my tank top and then my bra in his rush to bare me and he popped the button on my skirt before he pushed it down my hips to the floor. In less than a minute, I was naked before him.
I wasn’t given a choice as he hauled me over his knee and when a cool solid object pressed against my backside, I stilled.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Daddy’s wooden paddle, little girl. Daddy is going to spank your bare bottom with it until you ask him for what you need,” he said firmly. I hadn’t seen anything before, and I realized that he must have had it hidden in the couch.
My pussy very nearly convulsed with desire for him to fuck me hard. I squirmed nervously over his lap and didn’t miss how hard his cock was beneath my belly. In hopes I could distract him with sex, I ground myself against him and he groaned quietly with approval.
He reached over me and placed the paddle in front of my face. I paled at the sight of it. It was a dark pine, and the swirling design of the wood was intricately pretty. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that there was an engraving on the surface.
Daddy’s Little Girl
Even though I was scared of how much it would hurt when he used it on my backside, I found myself marveling at its beauty.
“I had that made special for you, little girl,” he mused.
I blushed even more heavily at his admission and couldn’t help but squirm a little against him.
“I want you to think about how it’s going to feel after I’ve spanked this bare little bottom bright red,” he instructed, his voice low but incredibly dominant.
His palm caressed my naked cheeks and when the first spank cracked against me, I squeaked in surprise. The second and the third caught me off guard and I whimpered as it soon became very clear that this wasn’t a play spanking. This was a real spanking and he fully intended it to hurt. I squirmed and he smacked my backside several more times before he grasped both cheeks and spread me apart.
I keened with embarrassment.
“This is such a cute little bottom hole,” he observed, and I couldn’t stop myself from crying out in shame and shock and reluctant arousal. With a single finger, he tapped against my bottom hole, gradually increasing the pressure until it felt like a spanking itself. It was worse though, because he was touching a place on my body that no one else had ever touched before. I’d never even considered that anyone would want to either and I was having difficulty handling the way it was making my pussy tighten with arousal and blatant need.
His fingers slipped in between my legs and he rubbed my clit for a moment before pressing a single finger deep inside me. Before I could realize what was happening, he took that wet finger and pressed it so firmly against my bottom hole that I couldn’t even tense before he forced it inside me.
I cried out as an unexpected flash of pain burned and settled at the base of my spine. I tightened my bottom cheeks, hoping to squeeze him out but the stinging ache only increased in intensity enough to make me relent. Once I relaxed, the pain faded, and I tried to grapple with the swirling feelings of anger, arousal, and shame rushing through me.
