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“N-no one, I just... know...” Her voice dropped.
“How?” he prompted. There was a deafening silence. She simply stared back at him wide-eyed and chewed her bottom lip.
Okay, enough. It was time for his dominant side to take control. He shifted to a sitting position and straightened his legs.
“Come to Daddy for a cuddle. We need to talk,” he said firmly and opened his arms.
In an instant she’d clambered onto his knee.
“There’s my good girl,” he crooned, wrapping her in a bear hug. Maybe she was right and it was amnesia. She smelled exactly like the Penny he knew and loved. It would be so much easier to cope with if she were suffering from memory loss. The ache in his chest would be bearable, but to think of his wife estranged from him by another dimension, well, that was untenable. “I want to know all about your past experiences with boyfriends,” he told her firmly. Silence stretched and he thought for a moment or two she wasn’t going to answer but held his tongue.
Suddenly she began to talk, her voice low, muffled against his chest. “I’ve only slept with two guys. One was a boy I met at college—Sam. He and I dated for a couple of years but even though he kissed me and um, my breasts, I never, you know, came. The second guy I was introduced to by a friend of a friend and it was the same. I just don’t get sex. I-I, well, I can’t come.” She shrugged. “There you have it.”
She sounded sadly defensive.
He gave her a squeeze. “That must have made you genuinely unhappy, Penny, I’m so sorry,” he said softly.
“Yes,” she replied, her voice small and sad.
“Do you come when you masturbate?”
“Wh-what?” she squeaked, obviously flustered by such a direct question.
“Do you orgasm when you masturbate?” he asked again patiently.
“Why would you ask me something like that?” Her indignation amused him.
Time to bring out the big guns. His cock reared.
Not you, not yet anyway...
“You don’t askwhywhen Daddy asks you a question. You answer Daddy!” he rebuked.
“Oh, oh, okay.”
He had to strain to hear her soft submissive reply.
“It seems to me, those two boys you had sex with needed to grow a pair. It takes time to create something worthwhile, whether it is a masterpiece or an orgasm. Do you trust me to act as your daddy?”
She wriggled about on his lap indecisively. He bided his time, giving her space to think over her answer. His cock enjoyed the pressure of her bottom squirming. It thickened, swelling under her. She appeared oblivious to his arousal.
“I do, but...” she finally spoke.
“Yes?” he encouraged softly.
“I am a bit scared of...”
“Of...?”
“Spanking.” She breathed out the word in a rush with what sounded like awe.
He smiled. “How about we begin with that then?” he asked smoothly.
“A, a spanking?”
He nodded.
“You mean, like now?” Her voice rose.
