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“I will always take care of you, little girl. You belong to Daddy now, Ada Murphy. Forever and for always,” he answered.
“I understand, Daddy,” I whispered. My hands started to move again, seemingly of their own accord until I reached his belt. With bated breath, I pulled the tip out from the clasp and squeezed it just enough to get the metal rung free. Then, I unbuckled the thick, black leather strap, taking my time and really letting my fingertips explore the worn surface.
“I’ve had this belt a long time, little girl. I bought it from a leather shop in Dublin,” he murmured.
It seemed fitting that the strap came from the same place that both of us called home. His warm smile made my heart flutter, and I turned my attention back to undoing his belt. Now that the buckle was free, I pulled the strap from his slacks. The gentle swishing sound made me gasp, and it immediately reminded me of the noise it had made right before it slashed against my bare cheeks.
The same sound I was going to be hearing again very soon…
With an increasing sense of reverence, I folded the belt in two and placed it in his waiting hands.
“That’s my good girl. Come with me now. Your breaking is going to take place in our bed,” he growled, and I bit the inside of my cheek, feeling small and nervous as he reached down to take my hand. With ease, he pulled me up to my feet. He led me further into the penthouse, down a low-lit hallway to a massive master bedroom. The furnishings were high-end, but I didn’t really pay them any mind because I was far too focused on what was going to happen next.
With a press of a button, a hidden compartment of the bedposts opened to reveal a set of leather cuffs at each of the four corners. I swallowed nervously. I hadn’t known he would bind me for this, but it made sense.
I wasn’t going to go down easy, and he knew it.
He turned me to face him and started to undress me. This time, he made no moves to tear the clothes off my body like all the times before. Instead, he slowly unbuttoned the top of my suit and pushed it down my arms with a sense of deference. He undressed me like I was a woman, unwrapping me bit by bit to expose the treasures of my naked body.
My pussy was a weeping mess.
With care, he guided me to stand on one foot so he could remove one heel and then the other. I stepped back down with bare feet onto the soft carpet as he stood back up. My body burned with fire as his fingertips brushed against my flesh. He unbuttoned my slacks and pulled the zipper down. His eyes stayed locked with mine as he pushed them past my hips. They slid down and pooled around my ankles until he knelt to help me step out of them, too.
Unlike any time before, he picked up my clothes and carefully laid them across an armchair close by, making sure none of them were ruined in the process. The sweetness of such a thing struck me, and I smiled a little, my heart warm.
I stepped from one foot to the other, feeling a little self-conscious now that I was only standing there in a pair of panties and a bra. When his arms wrapped around me, he pulled me flush against him before he slid his fingers up my back and easily undid the clasp of my bra with a quick snap. Gently, he guided the straps down my shoulders until the cups fell away from me, and then he tossed it aside with the rest of my clothing.
His gaze was ravenous for my body, but I could tell he was holding back. The effect of that single look was far more profound than I was prepared for, making me feel wanted and desired while also worshipped and adored.
Maybe even loved.
He moved closer to me and brushed his lips lightly against mine as he slipped his fingertips just beneath the hem of my panties. Sparks flared across my skin, and my core squeezed tight. With sweet gentleness, he trailed kisses down my neck, down the cusp of my shoulder, and then he lowered himself down to his knees.
He held my gaze as he pulled my panties down, slowly revealing the lower reaches of my belly, the cusp of my mound and finally the wet, swollen folds of my pussy. I gasped as he pressed a soft kiss there, my entire body shivering with building need. I couldn’t help but lean forward a little, wrapping my arms around his head in order to keep myself standing upright.
When he stood back up, his eyes had hardened with firm, loving adoration, and I could tell that it was time.
Almost in slow motion, I watched as he tossed my panties aside with the rest of my clothes. In a rush, his arms had surrounded me and lifted me off the floor. He carried me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. He piled several pillows in the middle of the bed and I swallowed heavily. The set up was clear.
“It’s time, little girl. I want your hips high on the pillows. I want every inch of that gorgeous ass exposed for what you have coming.”
A shiver of aroused delight raced through me, but it was swallowed up by my willing fear. When this was over, a part of me that had never been fulfilled before was finally going to be whole.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Carefully, I turned so that I was on my hands and knees on top of the bed. With increasing trepidation, I climbed over the ominous mound and lowered myself into position. My gaze kept jerking back and forth from the top of the bed to him. The pillows hiked my hips up high into the air, forcing me to slowly come to terms with how vulnerable my naked ass was like this. I whimpered quietly as the enormity of it finally hit me.
He reached for my right arm, buckling it into the cuff and tightening it gently. The leather was soft around my wrist, yet tight enough that I knew I wouldn’t be able to slip out no matter how hard I fought. That was both comforting and terrifying at the same time, yet I willingly gave him my left hand so that he could bind it. He traced his fingertips down the length of my spine, causing shivers to cascade up and down my bare flesh. He didn’t move away once he reached the cleft of my ass, instead pressing a little harder as if to send a message that every inch of me belonged to him.
I arched my back with a soft sigh, seeking out his touch as it passed down the back of my right leg all the way down to my ankle. With tender patience, he bound my leg and then moved to the other. Biting my lip, I tried to press my thighs back together, but my legs were spread far too wide. As if he could read my mind, he slid his palm down between them. The flats of his fingers slid along my wet folds with embarrassing ease, and a very quiet moan slipped from my lips.
Then he slapped my pussy hard enough that the sting slammed over me in an instant. Unable to defend myself, there was nothing I could do other than let the pain roll through my body like it was an incoming tide. I sucked in a shocked breath and then let it out. Eventually, the sting lessened and my clit pulsed hard, a needy little thing that wanted his touch desperately.
In time, I hoped that would come.
“Do you know how beautiful you are like this, little girl? Trembling while you wait for Daddy to break you with his belt?”
“I didn’t…”
