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I knew it was time, and when the cool wood left my backside, it came cracking down with a fierce pop. It was quieter than his palm, but the sting was different in that it was instantaneous. All the force was centered into a single point, and the second smack came far too quickly before I had time to even process the first.

This was no gentle paddling. This was a real punishment for something I had done being meted out by the person I trusted most in the world.

It began fast and didn’t waver. There was no keeping quiet for this. I cried out with increasing desperation as the painful bite intensified. Instinctually, my body tried to fight back, dragging my mind along with it. I did struggle, and I almost wanted to thank him for having the forethought to hold me in place so securely. There was no doubt in my mind that I would have reached back and tried to block it.

I cried out. I whined. I begged, but still the paddle fell, its sting relentless and overwhelming and terrible. I knew I would do anything to avoid earning it again, suddenly thankful that he’d only used his belt and his hand before this.

“It hurts!” I wailed.

“I know, baby girl.”

The sudden flurry of smacks went so fast that it made the agonizing pain seem endless. With one leg, he lifted my hips higher so that he could punish the area where my ass met my thighs as thoroughly as he possibly could. When he continued onto the backs of my legs, my eyes watered almost instantly.

“Please, Daddy!”

“I love you, my sweet girl,” he reminded me, and then the paddling escalated yet another level.

There was no thinking anymore. The only thing I could focus on was the terrible, scalding fire burning into my backside. I let out a pained, strangled sob and all at once, I began to cry. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Once I started, there was no stopping it.

I hardly noticed that the paddling had stopped when he gathered me in his arms and held me tight. Flipping me over, he curled me up in his lap and just held me close. I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his shirt, clutching at him with a sudden need to be as close to him as I possibly could.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I sobbed, sounding like an absolute wreck, and he squeezed me tight.

“I forgave you long before I stepped into this room, baby girl.”

The weight of his words immediately hit me, putting me back together in an instant. His fingers clutched tightly at me, telling me in silence that he had needed this as much as I had. My ass burned against his thigh. He didn’t lessen the pressure of his grasp on me, and I adored him for it. My tears slowed and finally came to a stop. I hiccupped and went to brush away the wet trails along my cheeks, but he gently knocked my hands away and did it for me.

The world felt so much lighter. Safe in his arms, I felt truly alive and loved for the first time in my life. Impulsively, I kissed his cheek and smiled.

“There’s my girl,” he grinned.

I shifted in his lap, unable to help but notice his rock-hard shaft against my hip. I chewed my bottom lip, my own arousal surging forward like a tidal wave. My body rocked against his and he kissed the top of my head.

“Would you like a chance to earn a gentler bottom fucking, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I blushed bright red and nodded quickly.

Using his foot, he pushed the coffee table out of the way.

“Kneel and use those pretty lips to show me what a good girl you can be for Daddy,” he rumbled.

I didn’t hesitate. My own pussy was weeping by now, and when the chilly air brushed against my thighs, I knew they were soaked.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby girl?”

“Am I going to come when you fuck my bottom?” I blushed, but my clit was throbbing so fiercely that I almost doubled over.

“Don’t you worry, baby girl. You’re going to come harder than you ever have in your life with my cock all the way inside that tight little ass,” he growled.

I sucked in a breath, and he freed his cock, not in a rush like some high school boy, but like a man savoring the experience knowing it was something truly special. I licked my lips, shifting a little and trying to relieve the ache between my thighs.

I gulped when his enormous cock finally came into view.

That was definitely going to hurt when he took my bottom; it was just a question of how much. I chewed the inside of my cheek and pulled myself up a little by placing my hands on his thighs.

“Suck my cock like my very good little slut and I’ll make sure you enjoy your first bottom fucking enough so that you beg me to take that tight little asshole again before bed tonight.”

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