Page 35 of Daddy Defends


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Esme’s eyes widened as something else, something harder, thicker, and a lot bigger prodded into her.

He whispered in her ear. “That’s my cock.”

Before she could react, the first spank came. A stinger — a wretched, painful, stinger of a spank, right on the underside of her buttocks. She winced and already felt her eyes start to water.

When the second came, she wished that she had a gag she could stuff between her teeth. She groaned with the pain of it, then, moments later, sighed at the waved of pleasure. With the third, fourth, fifth, she ground her pussy down into his thigh, trying to mitigate the agony with ecstasy.

“Five more, dirty girl,” he grunted, before making good on his promise.

By the time he was finished, her ass was positively glowing.

Holy fuck. That was the best a spanking had ever felt in her life. He’d spanked her so dang hard it was like her soul was stinging from it.

“That was intense,” she said.

“You feeling good?”

“Mmmhmm. So good, Daddy. So good I’m tempted to cuss again.” He traced his fingertips over her aching buttocks, soothing them with the gentleness of his touch.

“You know that I won’t spank you if you do it again, right? Cussing ain’t a one-way ticket to pleasure land.”

“I guessed as much.” She let out a humph.

“Still, if you thought that was intense, you’re gonna enjoy what’s coming next.”

Esme felt a pang of nerves as she imagined what they were going to do. “What’s coming next?”

“We’re gonna work out what your fate is, Little one.”

He shifted her so that she was sitting up. It hurt so badly to be sitting like this, but she knew that’s exactly why he’d done it. He was a stern Daddy — she was learning that very quickly.

“Come on, let’s get to know each other.”

The notebook lay open empty in front of Esme. Rainer had turned on the lights for this. He didn’t want his Little to be straining her eyes to see as she write.

“First,” he said, “why don’t you write your name on the front?”

“Like at school?”

“Right. Except this is gonna be more fun than school. Probably learn a heck of a lot more here, too. I can only speak for myself, but the only thing I learned in school was how to feel shi-bad about myself.”

He was getting better at catching himself cussing.

“By the way,” he said, as Esme scribbled her name — her full name, Esmeralda Adams — on the front of the notebook, “I decided that every time I cuss, I’m gonna put a dollar in a jar. Then, when we’ve got enough, I’ll buy you a treat.”

“Ooohhh, a treat! I’mma make you cuss a whole bunch, Daddy.”

“How?”

She gave him a filthy look, and — without warning — she pulled up her shirt. It was just for a second, but he caught sight of her generous, perfectly-formed breasts, supported by a hot pink bra.

“Holy fuck!” he exclaimed before he had time to think. Then, he added, “You’re evil.”

She did the perfect impersonation of a witch’s laugh.

“Now, what am I gonna write in here?”

“First off, I wanna say something important. Now, obviously, I’m attracted to you.”

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