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When he pulled out again, she dragged in a greedy breath, saliva pooling around the gag and dripping down her chin. She lifted her eyes to his, and realized with a flash of tantalizing horror he wasn’t finished. As soon as the realization hit, his grip on her hair tightened and he pushed into her open mouth once more. She was better prepared this time, and she remembered to breathe through her nose as he fucked her throat.
By the time he was finished, her throat was raw and her jaw ached from the abuse her mouth had just taken. She whimpered around the gag, pleading with her eyes for mercy. But she’d known going into this that he wouldn’t be merciful. Hell, she’d begged for exactly this.
Abandoning his place on her chest, he knelt between her spread thighs. With a single thrust he pierced her to her core and her insides went molten, the orgasm rushing through her, taking them both by surprise.
“Oh, my disobedient little girl. Are you allowed to come without Daddy’s permission?”
Whimpering and whining, she shook her head. It was a long-standing rule, one she rarely broke, for she knew retribution would be swift and fierce.
“Again. Apparently, you need a reminder of who’s in charge, here.”
Buried to the hilt inside of her, he brought his hand to her clit, his rough touch sending her flying a second time before she fully recovered from the first. He began to move inside of her, his cock stroking her overly sensitized nerves and his clever fingers still furiously working her toward another release. Pleasure mixed with pain as he pushed her to the edge of sanity a third time.
“Again, little one.”
She shook her head, earning her a growl in response. “Come, Olivia. Now!”
The sharp command sent her over again, waves of pleasure so acute they were actually painful crashing over her. Instinct overrode training, and she reached for him, wrapping her fingers around his wrist and tugging.
“Naughty little girl. On your knees.”
Pulling out of her, he gripped her and helped flip her over. She didn’t even have time to get into position before he lifted her hips and drove into her again. He fucked her, his hips slamming into her welted bottom, reigniting the pain from the thorough strapping and caning. Full. Between the plug and his cock, she was so full, a feeling she normally relished. But the forced orgasms had every nerve on fire when he drove into her. He moved a hand to her bottom and squeezed the tender flesh, pulling a long scream from her already raw throat.
The hand on her ass moved to her hair, gripping tight and yanking her head back. “Daddy says when and if you come. And you never,” he gave her hair a short, sharp yank that sent pain shooting through her scalp, “evertry to push Daddy away. You are mine and I will do whatever I want with you. Isn’t that right, little one?”
She nodded as well as she could with his hand still gripping her hair. “Good girl. Are you ready for Daddy’s cum?”
Another strained nod. He held on, slamming into her sore, aching pussy until he exploded within her. Completely against her will, her inner walls spasmed around him, wave after wave of painful pleasure flooding her as she milked his cock for every last drop. When he was done, he collapsed on the bed beside her, their breathing heavy and erratic.
“Come here, little one.”
She gratefully crawled into his embrace, snuggling against him while their hearts pounded so loudly she could hear each beat and their breathing slowed to normal.
“Such a good girl,” he crooned when they finally settled. “Would you like the gag off now?”
She nodded and bent her head so he could access the buckle at the back. He released the restraint and gently pulled the steel from her mouth. Every inch of her ached, from her jaw to her pussy to her well-punished bottom.
But she felt the satisfaction of being well used and loved in every cell of her being. Eyes growing heavy, she snuggled into his chest. “Thank you, Daddy. I loved my celebration.”
His chest rumbled with laughter beneath her cheek. “I’m glad, little one. Sleep now. I love you.”
“Love you too.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Chapter8
She woke the next morning positively ravenous. Other than James waking her briefly to remove her plug, she’d slept straight through the night, completely wrung out from their celebration session. Sitting up in bed, she took stock of the twinges and aches making themselves known in her body. Her arms were a little sore from holding various positions for so long without moving. And her ass still burned, inside and out. Remembering the caning from the night before, she jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. She twisted her body to see her bottom in the mirror and grinned at the lines she could still see across her cheeks.
Humming happily to herself, she washed her face and threw on one of James’s old T-shirts and a pair of yoga pants. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, the scent of bacon frying made her mouth water. She all but skipped to the kitchen, where James stood before the stove, clad in a pair of faded blue jeans and an old Notre Dame sweatshirt. Olivia walked up behind him and slipped her arms around his waist, her face pressed against his strong back. “Hi, Daddy.”
“Good morning, sleepyhead.”
“I didn’t even check my phone. What time is it?”
“Almost ten.” The amusement was clear in his voice.
“Holy crap, really?” She pulled her arms from around his waist to plant her fists on her hips. “You shouldn’t have let me sleep so late!”
“You’ve earned the right to sleep in on a Saturday.”
