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My core spiraled with heat.

“Over your knee?” I asked.

It seemed like such a simple thing, but he hadn’t spanked me that way before. The first time had been on my hands and knees with his cock deep inside me, and when he’d used his belt, it had been when I was bent over a table or face down on his bed.

“Yes, little girl. Daddy is going to strip you of every piece of clothing so that you’re entirely bare before he takes you over his knee and spanks you until there is a trail of pretty tears dripping down your cheeks.”

My pussy throbbed so hard that my whole body nearly pitched forward.

“After that, he’s going to fuck that pretty virgin asshole for as long as he likes, no matter how loudly you scream and beg and cry,” he continued.

I shivered, trying to contain my rising fear and my already overwhelming arousal. I opened my lips to protest, but his hands had fallen to the waistband of my pants.

“But, Daddy…” I whined.

He yanked them apart and jerked the zipper down, making enough room so that he could slip a single hand down into the waistband of my panties.

“You can protest all you like, little girl, but Daddy knows you. If this pussy isn’t soaking wet, he’ll take you upstairs and fuck you gently. If it is, though, Daddy is going to spank this pussy red enough to match your bottom,” he warned.

I already knew what he was going to find.

His fingers cupped my pussy, sliding through my arousal with embarrassing ease. His gaze darkened with seductive intent as he pulled them out. His fingers were glistening with my wetness. I swallowed hard, unable to miss the way the light glinted off them.

“Open your mouth,” he dictated. My inner walls clenched tight with nervousness as I obeyed. He slipped both fingers inside and rubbed my wetness against my tongue.

“Clean them off, little girl.”

I closed my mouth around his fingers, suckling them. The taste of my own arousal was sweet as he pumped his fingers in and out, twisting and turning them every which way to make sure that I swallowed every last drop.

“Good girl,” he praised as he pulled them free.

“Now go upstairs and put your nose in the corner. Daddy will be up to spank you in a few minutes,” he commanded.

“I’m not going to stand in the corner,” I scoffed, unable to stop myself from scowling.

His gaze leveled with mine and my stomach started to tie up in knots. I wanted to defy him, but at the same time, I also wanted to be obedient for him.

“If your pretty nose isn’t in the corner by the time I get upstairs, Daddy won’t let you come tonight,” he warned.

I couldn’t stop myself from pouting. My pussy was already pulsing with need.

“If I’m a good girl, you’ll let me come?”

“Good, obedient girls get to come as many times as they want,” he answered, reaching for me, and lifting my chin gently. His gaze searched my face, likely enjoying my protruding lip and blushing cheeks.

“Daddy,” I whispered, wallowing a bit in my shame.

“Go upstairs now, little girl. Don’t make me tell you again,” he continued.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered as he pulled away from me. I missed the firm embrace of his hands on my body as they fell to his side.

“Daddy’s looking forward to giving his little girl what she needs,” he added as I walked down the hall to the stairs up to my bedroom.

“Me too, Daddy,” I answered, looking over my shoulder and smiling back at him. My steps were light as I sprinted up the stairs. I was already unbuttoning the top of my suit by the time I strode through my bedroom door.

Even though he hadn’t requested it, I stripped. I bared my upper half first, shrugging off my shirt and tossing it aside with my blazer so that they wouldn’t be ruined. I liked this pantsuit and wanted to be able to wear it again. When I got to my slacks, I was pleased to see that the zipper hadn’t been wrecked. I pushed them down my waist and kicked off my heels, standing in only my bra and panties for a moment.

I didn’t take those off.

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