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He switched the vibrator to my other nipple and began stroking between my legs with his other hand. He was rubbing and firmly patting my pussy. It felt so good.
“Baby Girl, are you using your safe word? Tell me.”
Fuck. I needed to cum again. My pussy was throbbing, and it needed relief. “No, Daddy.”
As soon as I said it, he put the vibrator back on my clit and didn’t let up.
This time, he moved the wand around a bit, pressing between my folds and hitting every secret spot. I tried to hold it back, but it wasn’t long before he ripped another orgasm from me. I had no choice but to give it to him.
He pulled the wand off me. “You cum so fast, Baby Girl.”
I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or an insult. The last time I’d had sex was with Theo, so it’d been a while, plus, I’d never had much trouble having an orgasm before. I silently thanked God when he turned off the vibrator and took a moment to try to control my insane panting, wondering what the hell was coming next. Then I remembered I was supposed to thank him. “Thank you, Daddy.”
I think that pleased him because he petted my hair and rubbed my cheek tenderly. Then he leaned over and began releasing my cuffs from the wall anchors.
Were we done? I didn’t want to be. In fact, with him leaning over me, I had the strongest urge to pull him down and kiss him. I wanted him to rest his body weight on top of me, kiss me senseless, and then fuck me slowly. Even after I’d just had two shattering orgasms, I was incredibly horny for him.
When my wrists were free, he pulled back from me. “On your hands and knees. Ass in the air for Daddy.”
Oh, I guess we weren’t done. Was he going to plow into me doggy-style? Not as romantic as I hoped for, but that would work.
I did as he ordered, trying to strike an alluring pose with my back arched gracefully and my ass upturned in the air. Instead of feeling his dick probing me, I felt the sharp, stinging slap of his hand against my ass cheek. Son of a bitch!
After about the third slap — who could keep track — the painful sting started to turn into a spreading warmth with each subsequent thwack, which in turn activated something like a deep longing in my pussy.
When he switched to spanking me with a paddle, the sting was gone and a dull thump landed on my bottom. The sensation switched over to almost pure pleasure, so I embraced it. My arms collapsed to the ground, but I made sure my ass was still ready to be spanked. I didn’t want it to stop yet. I was so focused on the tight need suffusing my pussy that I didn’t realize Daddy was talking to me until he ran his hand down my back.
I hadn’t heard what he asked. Did he ask if I wanted to stop? No! Or did he ask me if I wanted more? Yes, please. So, I did what I did in high-powered meetings or cocktail parties when I was distracted. I would disregard the question I’d missed and just tell him what I wanted.
“Thank you, sir. May I have another?”
Oh shit! Did I just say that? Neither of us spoke or moved for an uncomfortably long pause. I didn’t mean to quote Animal House to him; it just slipped out. I wasn’t exactly in my right mind at this moment. Was he pissed? Did he think I was mocking him? Because I wasn’t. I just wanted more. I needed more.
Finally, he moved away from me, and I took a breath. He began rummaging through the toy box again. I didn’t dare look over my shoulder to see what he was pulling out.
He walked over and knelt by my head. He stroked my jaw and then commanded, “Open.”
Sucking his cock was to be my punishment, and it gave me a little thrill. I was good at it. I’d do my best to work him up—
He slid something into my mouth. “Put the ring behind your teeth.”
Fuck. He was gagging me. He pulled the strap around my head and secured it. My mouth was forced to remain in an open position around the silicone ring.
He opened his hand up, and resting in his palm were four marbles. “Put these in your right hand. You drop these if you need to use your safe word. Do you understand?”
I nodded.
“On your back, hands by the wall.” His voice was curt and rough as if he was disappointed in me.
I didn’t move a muscle while he clipped my wrist cuffs back into the wall hook. I slid my legs apart and waited.
He stood up and looked down at me as if deep in thought. I closed my eyes and waited.
His warm hands were on my breasts. Massaging. It felt good. Then, he was playing with my nipples, pinching them, tugging at them.
“These are adjustable nipple clamps. I’m not going to tighten them that much. Drop the marbles if you need to.”
I took another deep breath. Fuck, I wasn’t sure if I’d like nipple clamps. I’d never used them before because I always thought my nipples were really sensitive. Why didn’t I mark them as a hard limit on the questionnaire?
