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Chapter Thirty-Four
Was there anything more lovely than a willing woman holding the implements of her future punishment at your command? Yes, of course there was. There was the woman being draped over one’s lap or the end of a bed and offering up her gorgeous backside for penance and watching her squirm and shudder, hearing her cry and pant and wail while you administered said discipline.
But still. Plum standing in her corner with her plump bottom on display and reverently holding the tools of his trade was one of his favorite ways to spend ten minutes.
She was lovely. And in distress which was obviously not ideal but being trusted to help this brilliant woman through her emotional maelstrom was a pleasure in itself. He wouldn’t fail her. No, he would push her until she broke and then he’d put her back together again.
Plum was staring at him, a flash of challenge in her eyes, and he wanted to replace it with vulnerability and worship. He’d been wanting to soap out that mouth of hers since the first time he’d gone into her café.
The sassy way she’d licked her lips and leaned over to expose more of her cleavage was catnip for a man like him and he’d ached to discipline her. Jerked off many a night thinking about bending her over his knee for a spanking, having her kneel on rice and write line after line after she’d misbehaved, and yes, soaping out her mouth.
Gideon grasped her arm above her elbow hard enough to leave bruises and escorted Plum down the hall to the bathroom where she had, in fact, obediently placed a bar of soap in a glass of water.
He stood her in front of the sink because he wanted her to watch this in the mirror above it. Wanted to force her to see the creamy white bar in between her teeth. Wanted to inflict the humiliation of knowing she was allowing him to do this to her, and the shame of such a juvenile punishment.
It would feed the sadist in him and knowing Plum, get that girl’s delicious pussy soaking wet between her ample thighs. He couldn’t wait to check.
Gideon pulled the bar out from the glass, feeling the way the outer layer had become soft and gelatinous. And this girl, this woman, was going to allow him to push it between her pearly teeth and force her to endure this degrading act of penance. The idea was positively heady and his synapses sizzled with it as his cock became achingly hard.
Using his free hand he gripped her jaw and squeezed. Not hard enough to force her but hard enough to remind her shewouldbe forced if she didn’t comply.
“Open up, darling. Remember you’ve earned this.”
Plum blinked at him, but slowly parted her lips and he did put pressure on her jaw then to open it further. “That’s it, nice and wide for Daddy.”
Her lashes flickered over her cheeks and he could feel her breathing become shallow but she did obey, opening her mouth so far it was almost obscene. He took the opportunity to push the bar between her teeth until he met the first sign of resistance—she was going to have to hold this so he didn’t want her gag reflex to kick in.
“Now bite, love. Sink your teeth into that big fat bar of soap I had to feed you because you used such naughty language. What a bad girl you’ve been. Disobedient girls with lewd vocabularies need their daddies to wash all that nastiness out of their vulgar little mouths.”
She mewled and squirmed, pressing her thighs together. That was fine.
What was not fine was Plum closing her eyes; that wouldn’t do at all. So he wrapped his fingers around her neck and put his lips a breath away from her ear.
“Look at yourself, you naughty girl. Filthy mouth stuffed full with a bar of soap because you can’t keep all those dirty words from passing through your lips.”
Plum whined and gazed at him in the reflection of the mirror, looking genuinely contrite and pathetic with the thick white bar held between her teeth.
“No, don’t look at me.”
He gripped her jaw and held her tightly against him with the arm he banded around her waist.
“I want you to meet your own eyes and really feel the consequences of your actions. Taste them. You have another minute to hold it in your mouth and then I’m going to scrub that nasty tongue of yours. Before we get to the last section of your punishment, I’m going to stuff that bar back in your mouth and you’re going to bite down and keep it between your teeth for another two minutes. That’s what happens when naughty young ladies misbehave and swear at their daddies.”
She made a pathetic whimper that went straight to his cock.
“Now open your mouth, darling.”
He gripped the bar of soap and removed it from between her teeth and set it in the cup while he rubbed her jaw. Plum was making the most pathetic and pained face and there were tears brimming at her lashes. Good. She ought to be sorry.
“Stick out your tongue. Yes, that’s it.”
He pinched the tip of the pink flesh already spotted with the pure white of the soap between his fingers, and proceeded to rub the bar over her tongue, making sure she would taste it on every inch. Plum gagged a few times, her eyes watering, but she didn’t give her signal, didn’t try to say her word.
“Almost done,” he told her, and counted down the last ten seconds.
When he was finished, Plum bent over the sink and spit out a whole lot of frothy white bubbles, filled a cup with water, swished it around her mouth and then spit again, over and over.
“I wouldn’t go to that much trouble to get it all out. There’s just going to be more in a couple of minutes.”
