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“Snap your fingers if you need to use your safe word. I’m going to gag you, so no one hears how I make you scream.”
The pressure on my throat eases, but he guides me to the bed.
“Stand there. Open your legs and bend over to touch your toes.”
I know he wants to look at my pussy, and I’m happy to show him. I widen my stance and turn my toes in as I lean toward them. I can’t see him right now, but I hear him moving around. As his feet come into view, I’m unprepared for the feel of his belt against my ass. The spank isn’t hard. Just enough to catch my attention. Then he slaps my pussy, and that makes me hiss. He draws the leather between my legs, and I’m sure I’m coating it.
“All I have to do is talk to you, and you’re wet.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“You’re going to be dripping for me by the time I’m done spanking you.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
My clit throbs, and I need him. My pussy burns with the ache that only goes away when his dick is pounding into me.
“Stand up.”
I follow his command, and he lifts his folded belt until it’s in front of my mouth. I can see the sticky white fluid that came from me.
“Open.”
He wants me to taste myself. He knows I don’t love it, but he’s in charge. I do as he says, and he sticks it in my mouth. I notice he no longer has his sling on, and I frown. I’m even more alarmed when he uses both hands to fasten the belt around my head.
“Trust me, Chellie.”
“I do.”
I don’t know if he can understand me, so I nod several times. He sits on the edge of the bed and draws me over. I lean across his lap, still being careful not to go anywhere near his bandaged side. I’m doubting whether this was such a good idea now that he’s using an arm that should be immobilized. Carlotta said he should try not to move it too much, even if he can. But he gives me no time to consider that because he lands a stinging slap across both cheeks.
“Stop worrying about me,piccolina. I decide everything right now. That’s what you want. That’s why you submit. You know I need this to feel calm, and you know you need this for the same reason.”
I relax against his legs as he strokes down my back and over my ass.
“You know this is strictly for pleasure. There is no punishment at all. This is to make both of us feel better. I love you, and I love that we can share this.”
Me too.
I wish I could say that clearly enough for him to understand me. But it would only come out garbled, so I keep it to myself. I brace myself, and the first spanking lands across my right cheek. Then my left. He creates a rhythm that I think I can predict. Left, right, both. But just as I feel like I can prepare myself for each strike, he changes the pattern. Both, two right, both, two left, two right, two left, both. I kick my feet, but I can do nothing with his arm pulling me closer to him. My restrained hands and the belt fastened in my mouth put me at his mercy.
“Put your right leg between mine.”
I hook it over his thigh, knowing what’ll come next. I still yelp. He spanks my pussy, then taps it three times. He spanks it again, then thrusts three fingers into me just long enough to stroke my g spot. Then he spanks both cheeks before spanking my pussy once more. He pinches my clit. I don’t realize I’m trembling until he shushes me and runs his hand between my shoulder blades.
He spanks my horizontal crack twice before delving his fingers into me and keeping them there. He doesn’t move them. He just fills me. I want to wriggle and squirm with my restlessness. When his thumb rubs my clit, I moan from deep in my throat. My pussy throbs around his fingers. Then I’m coming. I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to, and I most certainly do not.
“Piccolina mia, I didn’t tell you, you could come. You didn’t ask Daddy.”
He knows I can’t with a belt in my mouth. He unfastens it and helps me off his lap. I want to rub my sore ass, but I can’t with my hands still bound. His hand on my left shoulder presses me down.
“But you can ask to suck Daddy’s cock.”
“Please, may I suck your cock, Daddy?”
He adjusts his pants and boxer briefs until he can spring free. I lick every inch before sinking down to take as much as I can. I breathe through my nose, tell myself to relax, then inch farther. I talk myself through swallowing him, or at least trying to.
“Fuck, Chellie. I want to thrust and fuck your face, but I won’t do that. But it’s so hard to tell my dick no.”
